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| Tuesday, November 6th, 2007 | | 5:58 pm |
Most things are going well right now. My life is really divided up into little scheduled moments, but I really like it this way. I have a feeling that when I go off to college I'm going to have to buy a humongous calendar, and label EVERYTHING. My schedule is basically pretty easy right now. I have plenty of time for school, homework, studying, and tutoring. That takes up most of my day. Then I make time for the gym so I can work out or play racquetball. On Fridays, I'll go play football at Weston Regional Park instead. Saturdays are typically committed to debate and Sundays are yardwork, chores, and studying and finishing up projects. I don't really have much time for my really great friends from Pembroke Pines, though. It sucks because I love spending time with them all, I love playing poker and hanging out. It's just a simple activity that is a beautiful change from my regular scheduled activities. Sadly, because I'm so busy, especially right now, I just cannot find time to do it. I'm surprised I found time to write this. Come January, I'm going to be travelling a LOT for debate. Crestian, Emory, FFL Qualifier rounds, FFL State Congress, NFL Qualifier rounds, CFL Qualifier Rounds, Harvard.... it's just too much. I don't know how I'm going to deal with it all. After that though, my year is free for enjoyment and dreams of college. I'm fairly certain that I'm going to FSU unless I get into Rutgers Honors College and get great scholarships or financial aid. I don't want to have to take out loans for undergraduate studies when I know I'm getting a graduate degree. I am finding that Ray is becoming one of my best friends... he and I can talk on so many levels and it's because of that that I enjoy doing debate stuff. Of course, we do debate together, we talk politics, we talk girls from school, we talk football, we talk basketball, we party and play sports together... and it's just great hanging out with him. It sucks though that he's only a sophomore and is probably going to Villanova. Either which way, it's great to have a friend at St. Thomas that isn't shocked when I say I want to become a professor or Senator and not make billions of dollars. I guess I was born without a desire for exorbitant amounts of money. Oh well. Anyway, I'm digressing, I'm tired, I'm going to take a nap and then I have to prepare for a (hopefully award-winning) voter drive tomorrow. Wish me luck. Oh, and to Aaron, I read your journal and it inspired me to write this. I agree with what you're saying. We both need to find a balance where we can juggle unimportant stuff like school and work and still be able to enjoy life fully. I hope we both find our solutions easily and swiftly! | | Saturday, October 6th, 2007 | | 10:36 pm |
I'm officially a faggot.
I have a new screen name. "TheSunCantRise". It's a Hemmingway reference. I apologize for including literature in my screen name, but I really liked it a lot and I still can't get over it, so, please add it and don't hate me for my faggotry. | | Thursday, September 27th, 2007 | | 6:22 am |
Yale!
I leave for Connecticut today. Wish me luck. | | Sunday, September 23rd, 2007 | | 10:04 pm |
For the Almighty Dolla'
So, this weekend had lots of ups and downs. On Friday night, I intended on going to a party in Cooper City, but then I found out it was in Coral Springs, and my grandma wanted to take me and my brother and sister out to dinner and a movie, so I went with her. It was still fun, and I thoroughly enjoyed 'Eastern Promises'. The bad news was, I had bought a six-pack of Landshark, and I didn't know what to do with it, so I stuck it in my outside refrigerator and took one every now and then. It worked out pretty well. Saturday, I woke up pretty early and mowed the lawn and took care of the hedges and this desert rose my mom likes. After that, I went out to my Dad's company's gathering at Dave & Buster's, which was a lot of fun too. I ate decent food and played awesome games, and I still have like $100 worth of credits that I need to use. Good thing it's by my school =D. After that, went home, slept a little, went out to eat with Aaron, Fernando, Anthony, Ashley, and Bruce, and then we went to the movies to see 'Across the Universe' . I'm really fucking glad I didn't have to pay, because I thought the movie was terrible. I liked the colors... that's about it. You cannot make a movie based exclusively on a loose collection of a half-decent band's music. Especially when they're all based on retarded acid trips. Nobody wanted to hang out at this party afterwards, so I went over to Christian's house with Cameron and then we proceeded to go to this party in Plantation, at this kid named James's house. It was a nice house, but there were like 5 people there because he had kicked the 100+ original partygoers out. So, me and Cameron took like 5 bottles of vodka and a half dozen Coors Lights and went to the Clipper, except as I was RIGHT NEXT TO IT my mom calls me and tells me I can do whatever I want but I have to leave my car at home. GAH! Oh well, I heard it was pretty much a bunch of kids puking by then, so whatever... Then today, I woke up and did some schoolwork, played some NCAA 2007, went to work, submitted my two weeks notice, and started up a company! If it gets big enough, I'm going to open a credit account in its name and hire people. It should turn out nicely.... well that's all. | | Tuesday, September 4th, 2007 | | 10:02 pm |
Where am I, again?
I feel like I'm in college already. 'Why?', you ask. I'll tell you why. As I was saying before, I'm buds with my teachers. I don't think I was clear enoug before... because it's weird about like... how well I know my teachers. I was walking down the hall the other day with this kid Michael (not the Mike anybody knows, another Michael, who is a Sophomore and a family friend) and I walked past maybe 5 teachers... they all stopped and talked to me for a few minutes. They don't do that for like... anyone else. It's almost weird, but it is cool. For instance, I can only call my debate teacher J. Kwas because I can't call her Ms. anything because she's not a teacher, she's my bud. We've flown places, cursed together, helped her get hotel rooms, drove her car, ran to registration, and basically... just chilled, together. It's the same for my other teachers that have joined us, like my English teacher and a teacher I wish I had but never did... I don't know. My friends talk about their times in college as befriending their professors and going out, playing tennis or golfing with them. I want to do that. I should do that. One of these days, I'll ask Coney (not his real name, our nickname for him though) to go golfing. He'd probably accept. But also, as I said before, I have a lot of friends in college. Last year I had a handfull, but now I regularly talk to people who are attending college or just graduated, and it's interesting. We think the same things, have the same dreams, and want to accomplish the same goals. They tell me about awesome books, bands, and other things that don't have b's in them. I tell them about my problems. It's actually great though, because it feels like they're some sage giving me the secret answer to this or that. It's pretty cool. I feel bad though, because sometimes I get so into conversations with them I forget other things that are going on... like IM conversations. =(. I'm sorry. Aaron, I disagree. If I teach, I want to be as young as I can. Kids can't associate with older teachers like they can with the younger ones. I don't care about imparting knowledge found in textbooks that can be read and absorbed. I care about opening up new worlds based in personal experience and backed by stories of my own life, sure, but I think I'll be able to do that at 28. Mr. Williams doesn't use a textbook. He uses jokes and references to Ronald Reagan, all in a serious setting, to get the absolute attention of an entire classroom. Ms. Stearns uses the vernacular and lofty compliments to gain our absolute attention. Mr. Balkcom used honest approaches and charisma and personality to draw us in. Ms. Nat used crude language and hilarious, seemingly unrelated stories. I want to be like these teachers. They're not known for saying "Open your book to page 28", they say "This is like the time when...", and then, "What do you think?" And they're all young! (well... maybe not Ms. Stearns, but she acts that way) Well, that's what I think. Oh, I felt validated today when I was arguing with a tennis player at school about Djokovic winning the US Open, he said he wouldn't and some other tennis player, the number one (apparently) told him I was right. He shut up. I was like, byah! It was nice to have some lighthearted talk after the FSU travesty. Oh well... I'll probably go to sleep or study sommore... OH! I had a study group today at Mike McDonald's house today - excellent time. We actually learned stuff in more than one subject and played Risk at the same time... while eating delicious and healthy snack food. I think this year is going to be great... even with Statistics. =D I hope you all feel like I do right now. PEACE. | | Friday, August 31st, 2007 | | 10:42 pm |
Lots of Stuff!
First, that thing Juan has. I thought it was decent. I'll see how long I can go for. X amount of Things About Myself... or whatever. 1. I think about college around 2,000 times a day. 2. I still consider different colleges every single one of those 2,000 times. 3. I absolutely love football, soccer, baseball, and most sports. 4. I wish I was not so fat so I could play those sports, but that's a given because nobody wants to be fat, so I work out now. 5. On the other hand, I'm addicted to caffiene basically and I can't drink coffee in the afternoon, so I usually drink Coke. 6. Speaking of which, I have like an addictive personality, and it doesn't bother me. I really think I'll grow up to be a chain-smoking alcoholic, and I'm apathetic. 7. I'm like... arrogant sort of. Like, I just said I think I could be an alcoholic, but I know I won't be. It's like, I feel I know shit will happen my way. Seriously. I'll not study for a test and say, oh, it'll be easy, and it will be, even if it's the toughest class on the planet. It's like how I got into St. Thomas and how I think Bright Futures and college will be. 8. I hate television. 9. I like music in spats. I'll like acoustic-ish stuff, then I'll like hardcore, then punk and ska, then back to acoustic-ish. It's weird, but I do enjoy all of it. I like gangsta' rap too. Isn't that weird? 10. There's not many things in my life that I find more enjoyable than shouting my head off at a football game and yelling at my friends about the inadequacies of our team because we consider a 15 point lead too close. 11. I'm actually really starting to have school spirit. I don't know if that's good or not. 12. I want to teach. That's one thing I'm SO glad I did. I think one day I'd like to mold minds. I know it's corny, but it's cool. 13. I won't be able to live without money stocked up. That's why I won't teach until I squirrel up a few hundred thousand... or hopefully a few million. 14. I love economics and politics more than anything on the world. 15. I really am a pretty devout Catholic. 16. My dad's really fucking rich and really fucking cheap. 17. Once I like a girl, I never not like her. Ever. She's still in the back of my mind. It's weird. 18. I try hard not to be a nerd, when I don't think I REALLY am. 19. I wish I could start high school over. 20. I hate my dad. 21. I have no respect for anyone who doesn't know about politics and their rights. 22. I wish I could be a Senator. 23. I need a date for homecoming and I'm too scared to ask the girl I want. 24. I am friends with more than one of my teachers, I have good relationships with them, and they almost all respect me (except science teachers, who think I'm an idiot) 25. I feel like an idiot when I can't write what I mean or want to say or get too scared to do something and I hate myself for it but I do it all the time. It's the same way for running into something difficult. Not many things are difficult for me, but when I find something that is, I don't think it's worth knowing because I can't learn it easily. I hate it, I hate me. No more journal. | | Tuesday, August 21st, 2007 | | 12:16 am |
School is more or less a joke. I have AP English with the most... heartfelt teacher in the school. I know I'm going to love Ms. Stearns. I think she knows I know what she's talking about, and I think she sees when I get frustrated because of the stupidity that interrupts the bliss that is the fucking classics. I truly do love Oedipus Rex, I love reading Plato... I'm eatin' that shit up. So, I go from excellent to Animation Hon. I'm not a fan of Ms. Killian, and the girl who sits next to me has PE first hour and she smells so bad it gives me headaches, not even kidding. Myself and my friend John's little freshman brother are the only mature people in the entire class, including the teacher. It's going to be a drag. Oh, yeah, you have to drwa well too. Oops, guess guidance never told me about that. Then, it goes in to J. Kwasman's Debate class. It's tough for me to think of my friend as a teacher, because that's what she is. I really am trying my hardest to respect her though because I do respect her and like her and I want her to understand that. I forgot about the homework though, so I got a 0. I told her it would be my only zero, ever again in that class and I was incredibly sorry. I think she was sad. Anyway, these kids went up and gave stupid one minute monologues about 10 words that describe themselves, I get up, she looks at me and says, "Argue for legalizing marijuana as if you were in Student Congress Finals." So I talked about it... for four minutes... and all of the class was like... shocked. I felt very proud and J. Kwas was like beaming, so that was really good. It was a good upswing. That class will be fun, but my friend Ryan (one of the three people I enjoy talking to in any of my classes this year) is going to get me in trouble. He's so goddamned funny and has a comment for ANYTHING, and I sit right behind him. J. Kwas says he corrupts me. I basically can't not laugh. It's okay though, I'm just going to move to the front of the room and be in charge. I like it that way. Then, from happy I go to AP Stats. I cannot stay awake in that class. The teacher's crazy, can't speak English, and doesn't know math. It's a perilous black hole. I would sleep if I wouldn't be embarassed of so outrightly disrespecting the teacher, because she can clearly see my desk, but I cannot focus. It's terrible. I hope she lets us mostly work on our own, because I'm going to kill myself otherwise. It gets from bad to worse as I go to "Philosophy". It's basically the exact same theology class I had last year, first semester, down to the same teacher, same projects, and same movies. But new essays. I hate it, him, and the school for shafting me twice in such a manner after my parents donate some mad money dolla'z and I put in MY time too. It's ridiculous. FINALLY! AP GOVERNMENT. Ms. Sharp is up there with Stearns and Balkcom in the Pantheon of favorite teachers. I don't agree with a word she says, but by God she respects my knowledge when it comes to government and politics and I understand that she is a professional and I cannot help but be captivated by the stories. I honestly kiss her ass, but I don't even know it. I don't think she notices it either. For instance, I ask her about Close Up Washington, I go and fetch some boxes for her, I help her find some vocabulary words for a vocab test, and I'm not even her teacher's assistant. I sincerely want an A in that class, because I'm going to ask her, Balkcom, and Kwasman for letters of reccommendation. Next semester is Economics with Williams. He is basically a prophet of economic knowledge, he knows I truly love him for that, and he respects me as well. I kind of kiss his ass in the same way as Sharp, but he notices it and understands I don't even mean it. I talked with him and John about setting up a Young Republicans Club, but Ms. Sharp blocked it because it was like a billion republicans and two democrats in the YDC, so they merged it into a club I'm now President of... so I can't disband it. Oh, I get to vote in the Primaries. Fernando, Santiago, and Juan do too. That means you will be registered and voting in the primaries, preferably for Ron Paul, around the end of January. Please, seriously do it. You don't know how much this means to me. I'm not going to sleep tonight, but I'll try. Good night. | | Sunday, August 19th, 2007 | | 11:33 pm |
I've met more crazy and interesting people than I'd ever imgained, and they're mostly from Facebook and live in interesting and faraway lands like Minnesota and Tennessee. I'm looking forward to independence. Today I had to uninstall all my games because my dad thought I might be playing video games, came in to see me doing Statistics work, and told me that the temptation was a negative influence. I don't get it, I never will. They never will either, though, because there's no sense behind it. I'm starting to think about a date for homecoming. Probably won't even go though. It's just an excuse to get drunk. I like Ben Folds. I'm reading again, and I love it. I think I'll be able to contemplate just so much more this school year, what with the extra 3 hours I have to wait for my brother during his football practice every day for the better part of a semester. Oh well. Here's a nice song.
We'd hit the bottom,
I thought it was my fault
And in a way I guess it was
I'm just now finding out
What it was all about
Moved to the west coast away from everyone
She never told me that you called
Back when I was still, I was still in love
Till I opened my eyes and walked out the door
And the clouds came tumbling down
And it's bye-bye, goodbye, I tried
And I twisted it wrong just to make it right
Had to leave myself behind
I've been flying high all night
So come pick me up...I've landed
The daily dramas she made from nothing
So nothing ever made them right
She liked to push me and talk me back down
Until I believed I was the crazy one,
and in a way
I guess I was...
But I opened my eyes and walked out the door
And the clouds came tumbling down
And it's bye-bye, goodbye I tried
Treading a sea of a troubled mind
Had to leave myself behind
Singing bye-bye, goodbye I tried
If you wrote me off I'd understand it
Because I've been on some other planet
So come pick me up...
I've landed
And you will be so
happy to know
I've come alone,
it's over
But I opened my eyes and walked out the door
And the clouds came tumbling down
And it's by my goodbye I tried
Down comes the reign of the telephone czar
It's OK to call
Now I'll answer for myself
Come pick me up,
...I've landed
By the way, listening to Ben Folds, Santiago trying to teach me the piano from Existentialism on Prom Night, and Brian are all pushing me to try and learn piano. I want to. Not keyboard though... a real piano. Take the world's smallest political quiz. Good night. | | Tuesday, August 14th, 2007 | | 1:55 am |
Today was a great day. I helped my mom at work, I prepared myself for school, I made some decisions about college, I went to Jersey's, I didn't get last place in Halo... today was a beautiful summer day. I hope tomorrow will be too. I need to keep up with the working out, the swimming, the soccer, and need to start keeping track for school. But, I want to talk about college, for now.
I have a few major schools I want to look at....
1) Georgetown University - Washington D.C.
Georgetown embodies the Washington beltway and puts you smack dab in the middle of politics, and every graduate seems to have a great job lined up the second they toss their caps in the air. I don't think I'll get in though, and if I do, it will be extremely expensive. Nevertheless, if I do get accepted, I will go.
2) University of Michigan, University of Alabama, and Auburn
If I can go to these colleges for little or no cost, I will go. I like the South, I want to spend time in the real south, and I think I could pursue a degree in English and get into a great law school from these schools, but the campuses and the people are all extremely nice at these schools, and I'd definitely look into it if I got in for a discounted cost.
3) Florida State University, Honors College
It's obvious, but I want in here because I have homes, I have connections, and I have an idea about what I'd want to do. This is not necessarily a safety, but I would kill for Honors.
4) University of Florida, Florida State University
Toss up. It's as simple as that.
I want a degree in English, Economics, Political Science, or Accounting. I want to graduate high school, I want my Spanish-influenced home, and I want to go drinking. | | Monday, August 13th, 2007 | | 2:39 am |
Let's Drive to Brighton for the Weekend
I have to admit, Aaron's right a lot of the time when it comes to music. Of course, it's only when I agree with him, but nevertheless, he's right a lot. Anybody who will tell you Bloc Party's album is no good is a fool. The same is said for naysayers of Blink 182's self-titled album. People need to respect the natural progression a band goes through, whether it is becoming more serious or more melodic, or whatever. It's usually a turn for the better. Bloc Party's newer album encompasses everything I loved about their older one, specifically the beautiful backing synth and what not. It sounds like This Modern Love and Blue Light combined. It's fabulous. The only thing I do not like about it is the huge political undertone in the later tracks. That's something I don't like with any musical group. It's important to write music about what you feel and how you feel, but a lot of the time it becomes a better than thou contest as opposed to writing innovative and enlightening music.
Speaking of politics, I'm a decided Libertarian. I can no longer agree with the Republican Party, it's gone too far on too many issues, and it's brought a lot of beliefs that can be limited to a person and his self control to forced ideas. That's not freedom, that's an attempt at conversion. Government is not religion, and it shouldn't have religion in it. Yes, gay marriage is perfectly alright. Nobody is forcing a church to recognize gay marriage, just government. What's the downside? More adoptions? Less abortions? Better quality of life for the underpriveliged youth? What is there to lose in legalizing gay marriage? Absolutely nothing. Similarly, I have to say I'm pro-choice. I'm not a woman, I can't have a kid, and I do not have the right to tell a woman she is wrong about something I have absolutely no idea about. I'll always say, you shouldn't get an abortion, put your child up for adoption, but not everything is black and white, and I shouldn't be able to force my morals on someone else- it's as simple as that. Smoking bans are the same way. If I want to smoke, let me smoke. I ruin my health, sure. That's my personal decision. You don't outlaw McDonald's because people eat it and gain weight, do you? No! Because people have the personal responsibility to take control of themselves and their situations. So, I think an owner of a restaurant should allow smoking if he wants to. Those who don't want it can find a restaurant where the owner, not the government, doesn't want people smoking if they so choose to. What's wrong with personal responsibility?
Fuck. I'm tired, I've been waiting to talk to some people, but nothing's happened. I start school on Thursday and I'm excited to end this year and go off to college. I'm looking at new places and I have new ideas, but I don't know if they'll stay the same, change back, or change to something else. Oh well. I'd just like to tell whoever has read this to seroiusly consider personal responsibility over your own morals and vote for less government involvement and interruption, and to respect a band's choice to progress or digress however they see fit. They're writing the music, you're choosing to listen to it. | | Thursday, July 19th, 2007 | | 11:58 pm |
Florida Forensic Institute
I'm going to be attending the Florida Forensic Institute for two weeks starting tomorrow. That means from 9 AM to 9 PM I'll be doing nothing but debate... basically. In the middle of that I'll be at my grandmother's house in Pompano... possibly throughout the final week and a half. I won't be able to go to Warped, but I'll try my damndest to make it to the Streetlight/AAO/Reel Big Fish show. I might not have a computer for a while either. Oh well, have fun. | | 2:50 am |
The Rain in Spain?
I sat at my sister's cheerleading practice (which I was notoriously conned into by my surreptitious mother) wondering about my future home. I don't know why. It will be square, in New Jersey, with no backyard, but rather a centrally-located atrium/courtyard which will be visible from every room and accessible from every first floor room. Its construction will be influenced by Mediterranean styles but mostly Spanish. I want the color to be a yellowish cream. In order to have such a glorious house I'll require an empty lot and approximately 7 years of savings. I plan on living in a cheap apartment and driving a cheap car until I get what I want, and- I guess- what I deserve. I also like food from Spain. It's delicious. I really want to visit with my cousin Diego Luis... he loves it there. Lucky bastard goes every year. I hate straight edge, I love Scrubs, my dad got a new Mercedes, my family is really angry, I take senior pictures tomorrow, I go to FFI on Friday, I'm scared I'm not sure if it's worth it I want to be with my friends I want to be alone. 2:55 AM is way too early, I got a haircut, Limewire is sometimes more efficient than torrenting, I'm never living in Florida, I love music I miss my old tastes sometimes I need to get out of here. | | 2:49 am |
I only like the Idiot Pilot cover of this song, not the original. Sue me.
If you wanna scream then scream with me,
Moments like this never last...
When you you breathe you make your bed
and you open up the door...
Ooh baby when you cry,
Your face is momentary,
You hide your looks behind these scars
In hybrid moments, give me a moment...
In hybrid moments, give me a moment...
Ooh baby when you cry,
Your face is momentary,
You hide your looks behind these scars
In hybrid moments, give me a moment...
In hybrid moments, give me a moment...
In hybrid moments, give me a moment... Current Music: Idiot Pilot, not Minor Threat, I hate straight edge | | Wednesday, July 18th, 2007 | | 12:05 am |
So I was listening to Atom & His Package's rendition of "Philadelphia", and it made me think about a lot things, which is ironic, because Atom doesn't sound like he thinks... at all. Nevertheless, I am moving away from Florida the second I can. I hate Florida. I like some of the people in it, but that's the only thing keeping me here. Why would I want to stay here? To enjoy the chongalicious attitude of South Florida's assholes? Hell no. I want to move to the northeast, or at least what we consider the northeast. Philadelphia, Manhattan, Boston... I love those cities. But I know I would love to live in Jersey. Ohhh Jersey. I miss it. I wish I had gotten to go there this summer... I was looking forward to it. Maybe if I go to Europe next summer, I'll take a few weeks to stay in Jersey and be with my family and enjoy myself. The thing is, if I moved there, I would have pride in where I lived. If I was out of town and someone asked me where I lived, I feel shame when I say "Pembroke Pines, Florida... it's north of Miami and west of Ft. Lauderdale." They say, "Ohhh", like I come from the Land of the Asshats. I feel that way though, so I want to be able to answer that question with, "Jersey. Yeah, it's beautiful, and I paid a decent price for my house instead of a million for a 4 bedrom 3 bathroom with a pool. Yeah, I don't have to buy a car every two or three years to keep up with the Rodriguez's, and I love it. We have seasons, and real people who aren't assholes." Oh, if I could just say Jersey it would be beautiful. Now I know why my teachers from the northeast mention where they were born, if it was not in Florida. I have two teachers from Philly (who, ironically, are gay) and I wish I could talk to them about it. Maybe I will next year, they're both good guys and they're both basically down with me. Ha! Upside Down From Here (also from A&HP) is a great song for this antipathy I have towards Florida. Okay guys, let's move to somewhere beautiful where we can have space and speak English. | | Monday, July 16th, 2007 | | 1:42 am |
| | Thursday, July 12th, 2007 | | 1:58 am |
I really wish I could write this....
It's only been a week, The rush of being home in rapid fading. Prevailing to recall What I was missing- all that time in England Has sent me aimlessly, On foot or by the help of transportation, To knock on windows where A friend no longer lives- I had forgotten. And everywhere I go, There's always something to remind me Of another place and time Where love that travelled far had found me. We stayed outside til two, Waiting for the light to come back; But hid in talk I knew, Until you asked what I was thinking... Until you asked what I was thinking. Brave men tell the truth, A wise man's tools are analogies and puzzles. A woman holds her tongue, Knowing silence will speak for her. Brave men tell the truth, A wise ma's tools are analogies and puzzles. A woman holds her tongue, Knowing silence will speak for her... Will speak for her. And everywhere I go, There's always something to remind me Of another place and time, Where love that travelled far had found me. | | Tuesday, June 26th, 2007 | | 11:34 pm |
I'm golden. I basically can do anything and my parents won't get mad. I love it. I guess good grades and SATs will keep them at bay. It's alright. I'm going to try and stop using swear words, because I'm starting to think it's just a bad habit, and if I ever slip up I could be in trouble. So, no cursing. I want to hang out tomorrow. I was thinking at least once this summer, as a group, we should go to Bayside. I don't know how many of you have gone there, but it's absolutely fantastic and I love it. I'm kind of tired. I think it might be beddy-by time. Oh well, good night. | | Sunday, June 24th, 2007 | | 11:19 pm |
blink 182?
blink 182 is still one of my favorite bands, I don't care that my taste hasn't changed that much from 4th grade. It's totally cool. I like the evolution that the band has experienced, the breadth of topics and degree of seriousness that each song has. It's really remarkable. It makes a boring day seem a lot less boring when you reminisce about things like this. Tomorrow, I'll go on my quest for a denim jacket. Anyone is welcome to join. I'll probably tie in a quest for an all-you-can-eat sushi run too. How down is that? | | 12:28 am |
Arrythmia?
I think my hear beats irregularly quite often. It's fluttery and stuff. I think that's called arrythmia. I saw Miami FC last night. Excellent time, and they gave out free Miller Lite at the stadium. It was fun, except Miami lost to a Canadian team. Whatever, they were defending Division One champs. I was kind of upset though because a lot of people who said they were coming from my school all at the last minute decided not to. Whatever though, it was still fun. Next Friday they're playing again against Carolina, and it should be fun if you'd like to come I'm definitely going and trying to get together a loud row. I don't like weights. They suck. I want to make a vest. I don't know any good thrift stores. Someone help me? I don't know what to do for the summer... starting Monday I want to do something every day. EA has its servers down for BF2, so my rank is out of the count for my new u/n. It sucks. I could be a Sgt. by now with decent weapons... but whatever. I want to do stuff. | | Monday, June 18th, 2007 | | 11:48 pm |
On Letting Go.
School ends on Wed. Fri. Miami FC is playing Vancouver down in Miami. It's $10. Come! I want to party Wed. and Thurs. pretty badly, my mom is basically down with me drinking now, so I'm good. I feel bad though for some of my friends who get turned on to drugs. Like, I remember hearing that Circa was a bunch of cokeheads and it seriously pained me because that shit fucks you up permanently, and now I have friends doing lines and shit like it's nothing. It worries me. I need to talk to them about it... maybe those fucking Above the Influence commercials are getting to me, maybe I'm too sentimental... but I hate it. Laser quest anyone? |
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