Shit I finally updated, LOL. My internet was being an ass the past couple days. But I managed to write the rest of chapter 3 and the beginning of chapter 4, and posted it.
Its been a boring week actually, just the same old boring school crap lol. There is this freshman girl named Jessica who seems to have taken a liking to me. Last time I talked to her she called my name from the hallway, "Jooooseeeeee" lol, then she started asking questions about me. I think she was suprised I didn't ask anything about her hahaha, cuz frankly my dear, I don't give a damn. TOO bad for her I'm already taken :)
It's saturday, I'm enjoying limewire of course, and talking to chikita. it's almost the end of April! I can't believe it, talk about fast as hell. It's been a crazy month huh baby ;) It'll be MAY then JUNE! and I'm friggin done with Junior year! then of course the summer will come up...who knows how that'll go, i know i have to do alot this summer, i got to take some classes during the summer, only problem is, all of July will be gone for me :( *sigh, well hopefully you can come to HFS Vanessa!!! if not we could probably go to the chili cook off, which is the day b4 right? I've been reading both of my sister blogs, unbelievably good stories for both of them! I only wish I could write like them, but that'll take some more time ;) well have a good weekend guys!
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Monday, April 18, 2005
God...Do You See?
I remember thinking about this on the way home today. I was in the car with my dad, enjoying my music, and the time to myself.
The only star I see tonight, I see it through my window. I see it so clearly, flickering in the dark sky filled with clouds. Here is this one star, only one, out of the hundreds we see each night. I only hear soothing music filling my brain, activating all my thoughts. There they are, right in front of me, I try to grab on to them, but I lose control. So I turn to the one star in the sky tonight, I ask and ask,
God…Do you see who I see looking at me in this window? Don’t let go of him, don’t let him ruin his life…
God…Do you see the person sitting next to him? Don’t let him disappoint that person, don’t let him see pain in that person’s eyes again, give that person all the happiness he deserves…
God…Do you see who I see in my thoughts? Take care of them, tell them I love them, don’t let me fail them…
God…Do you see those wishes in my heart? Grant them, I beg you, grant them…
I see the star flickering harder, until it disappeared behind the clouds. But my eyes keep staring, hoping my questions would be answered, hoping for so many things to come true. And there the star appeared once again, but this time with so many more, until the whole sky filled with stars once again. Though it is no clear answer, I still stare into the stars, each one flickering by themselves. I want to be one of those stars, I want to flicker in the night, and I want to flicker with happiness. Only way to accomplish that, is if my wishes are granted…
The only star I see tonight, I see it through my window. I see it so clearly, flickering in the dark sky filled with clouds. Here is this one star, only one, out of the hundreds we see each night. I only hear soothing music filling my brain, activating all my thoughts. There they are, right in front of me, I try to grab on to them, but I lose control. So I turn to the one star in the sky tonight, I ask and ask,
God…Do you see who I see looking at me in this window? Don’t let go of him, don’t let him ruin his life…
God…Do you see the person sitting next to him? Don’t let him disappoint that person, don’t let him see pain in that person’s eyes again, give that person all the happiness he deserves…
God…Do you see who I see in my thoughts? Take care of them, tell them I love them, don’t let me fail them…
God…Do you see those wishes in my heart? Grant them, I beg you, grant them…
I see the star flickering harder, until it disappeared behind the clouds. But my eyes keep staring, hoping my questions would be answered, hoping for so many things to come true. And there the star appeared once again, but this time with so many more, until the whole sky filled with stars once again. Though it is no clear answer, I still stare into the stars, each one flickering by themselves. I want to be one of those stars, I want to flicker in the night, and I want to flicker with happiness. Only way to accomplish that, is if my wishes are granted…
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Eminem wins another case!
http://entertainment.msn.com/celebs/article.aspx?news=188183
yay! for Eminem, he won another case...
yay! for Eminem, he won another case...
Thursday, April 14, 2005
New blog
I made a new blog for my story and any future stories. But i'm still putting my poems and other writings here in this one. the address for the blog is http://livestrong69.blogspot.com/ so this chapter and all the others will be in that one. Don't forget to add this blog and the other blog to your Favorites list!
Preview of the Story
This story is based on true events, but I altered like 98% of the story. It's about a crazy high school relationship in Bushville County. In the beginning of the story James Tenderton is a freshman in high school, and Carla Bruckshen is a sophomore. The story follows James and Carla throughout their months in high school, eventually they will meet.
Expect many things to happen unexpectedly, just like in life. Not exactly sure how many chapters there will be in this story but I will post as many as I can during this month. Don't forget to leave comments if you find anything you did or didn't like about the story, please! Especially if you think something needs to be changed please let me know, I can take any type of criticism. So enjoy my first story ever! NO OUTLINES NO PRE WRITING BS, just plain story.
Another morning to wake up to. 5:50 in the morning on a Monday, James is still sleeping mentally.
"I can’t believe this crap, it’s already 5:50!"
James had another restless night, a night where his thoughts would all come together and he couldn’t sleep at all. It is at night where he thinks about the day, his past, or anything that is going on in his life at the current time. He thought about how great his summer was, and how high school is going to be.
He runs downstairs to make himself tea in the morning (that’s how he wakes up).
"YAWN, *sigh, what was I think about last night?"
In the mornings nobody in James’s house was awake, so he knew that he would have to make an effort of talking to himself each morning.
Eventually he forgot about the tea and went back upstairs to take a shower. After getting ready for school, he was off to this bus. James lived in the northern part of Virginia, where everything is far from what people think Virginia is. It’s filled with traffic, buildings, and many suburbs, though all of Virginia was thought of to be country like.
James was new to this part of Northern Virginia, no friends yet unfortunately. Though he has tried to avoid making friends that live near him, simply because of the fact that he might move away sooner or later. But it had only been recently that his family was acting nomadic, moving 3 times in the matter of 5 years. It seemed that each time his family moved, their house got bigger and the neighborhoods were worse.
Still not completely awake, James arrived at his bus stop. He knew no one, and this was his first day of high school, not to mention his first day of going to a Bushville county school. There were about 5 kids already waiting at the bus stop, and James smoothly walked behind them, not wanting to get noticed of course. He noticed a girl at the bus stop who seemed to be staring at him every now and then. James was only 14, he was too young and too naïve to think about having a girlfriend yet, so he just simply looked away.
Kind of angered about his lack of attention to her, the girl whispers into her friend’s ear. The girl’s friend walks up to James and says
"Do you think that girl is cute?"
"Uh, which one?"
"The one over there, next to the lamp post"
The bus arrived, and James was still thinking about an answer so James responds
"Hahaha, Uh I guess so…"
"Well buddy, she thinks you’re cute"
James only laughed nervously; he was really shy when it came to girls, only saying hi when they did. At this point he just walked into the bus and sat down, basically disregarding what the girl’s friend had just said.
"My god it’s my first day and somebody already likes me, damn…"
He seemed so nervous still, he just glimpsed at each person that passed by him on the bus. Every kid was different, whether it was their race, skin color, clothing, or even the way they talked. He was glad to see that at least there was variety in the friends that he could choose to be with. As kids passed him by from each bus stop, he looked over each one of them to decide who he thought could be his friend in the future.
About 30 minutes passed by, and finally he arrived at his new school, Bushville High School. James was incredibly nervous at this point, he had heard so many stories of how high school was. The jocks, the nerds, the cheerleaders, all those clicks in which his popularity would be based on. His popularity didn’t matter to him though, all he wanted was to have good friends, ones that he would have fun with and be serious with at the same time.
The bus stopped, and the bus door opened letting out all the kids from the bus. Finally it was James’s turn to get off, he stood up and finally felt his stomach ache. His legs didn’t feel normal, it was as if he was floating the whole time he was trying to get to the door. James took each step slowly out of the bus,
" 1 step, 2 steps, 3 aah shit!"
James tripped on the last stair, and he got thrusted out of the bus. Two older looking guys pointed at him and laughed, and James only smiled back at them. Completely embarrassed James sped walked all the way to the main doors. He opened the doors and laid his eyes on his new school.
"Wow, bigger then I thought!"
He widened his eyes to look at how big the school looked. The school had two floors, but looked extremely big from the main door. No time to look over the school just yet James realized that he couldn’t stare at the huge school no matter how much he wanted to.
James took out his schedule that he received during the summer from his school.
"Let’s see…Keyboarding, room 1127…Where the hell is that?! Do they really expect me to know where these classes are?"
By this time he was already panicking, taking a look at his schedule for a second or two, and then looking back at the main lobby. James finally decided to start walking, he thought that if he started walking now, he would eventually get to his class.
All these thoughts rushed to his head again, about how his class would be, about how his summer is over, and if he will ever learn to do his homework when it is needed. But he knew he needed to be thinking about where his class was so he came back to the present.
He walked and walked and walked, and there it was!
"Yes I found it!, Room 1127…Mrs. Cauldron"
In his mind James thought what a demented last name that was, and he got even more nervous. So he went inside the room and sat down where he could. The bell rang and everybody had arrived, only a few kids were late to class. Mrs. Cauldron waited for everybody to be seated, and she finally talked
"Welcome to Keyboarding class students, my name as you know is Mrs. Cauldron. I don’t usually enjoy talking about myself so I’ll try to stay away from that. Any ways, before I start with the class rules and the syllabus let me call out the role. Afterwards you can all stand up, tell me your name and a little bit about yourselves."
James thought,
"Todd Wallberry"
"HERE!"
"and, Maria Winters"
"HERE!"
" Ok, anybody that I didn’t call?"
James, looking puzzled, raised his hand up.
"oh, I’m sorry dear, what’s your name?"
"James Tenderton"
"hmmm, James Tenderton…James Tenderton….hmmm, dear I do believe you are in the wrong class"
"What?, but my schedule says First period room 1127-Keyboarding"
James noticed that the whole class was giggling
" Well James I think you should have read the notes on the schedule. You see, in this school, we have even classes, on even days, and odd classes on odd days. So in this case, since it is an even day, you have 2nd period first. And tomorrow you have this class first"
Another rush of embarrassment came rushing through his whole body. James walked out of the class and into the hallway, and thought to himself
"My God, what a first morning"
So embarrassed and annoyed James looked for his next class, which was P.E. It was always James’s favorite class, which is the class where he could show off his athletic abilities and have fun. And off he went to his P.E. class, with a hope in him that he would not have to endure another embarrassing moment for at least the rest of the day. But he had to get through the morning first before even thinking about the rest of the day.
Expect many things to happen unexpectedly, just like in life. Not exactly sure how many chapters there will be in this story but I will post as many as I can during this month. Don't forget to leave comments if you find anything you did or didn't like about the story, please! Especially if you think something needs to be changed please let me know, I can take any type of criticism. So enjoy my first story ever! NO OUTLINES NO PRE WRITING BS, just plain story.
Heart
By: Jose Michael Terrazas
CHAPTER 1
The First Morning
"James"
Another morning to wake up to. 5:50 in the morning on a Monday, James is still sleeping mentally.
"I can’t believe this crap, it’s already 5:50!"
James had another restless night, a night where his thoughts would all come together and he couldn’t sleep at all. It is at night where he thinks about the day, his past, or anything that is going on in his life at the current time. He thought about how great his summer was, and how high school is going to be.
He runs downstairs to make himself tea in the morning (that’s how he wakes up).
"YAWN, *sigh, what was I think about last night?"
In the mornings nobody in James’s house was awake, so he knew that he would have to make an effort of talking to himself each morning.
Eventually he forgot about the tea and went back upstairs to take a shower. After getting ready for school, he was off to this bus. James lived in the northern part of Virginia, where everything is far from what people think Virginia is. It’s filled with traffic, buildings, and many suburbs, though all of Virginia was thought of to be country like.
James was new to this part of Northern Virginia, no friends yet unfortunately. Though he has tried to avoid making friends that live near him, simply because of the fact that he might move away sooner or later. But it had only been recently that his family was acting nomadic, moving 3 times in the matter of 5 years. It seemed that each time his family moved, their house got bigger and the neighborhoods were worse.
Still not completely awake, James arrived at his bus stop. He knew no one, and this was his first day of high school, not to mention his first day of going to a Bushville county school. There were about 5 kids already waiting at the bus stop, and James smoothly walked behind them, not wanting to get noticed of course. He noticed a girl at the bus stop who seemed to be staring at him every now and then. James was only 14, he was too young and too naïve to think about having a girlfriend yet, so he just simply looked away.
Kind of angered about his lack of attention to her, the girl whispers into her friend’s ear. The girl’s friend walks up to James and says
"Do you think that girl is cute?"
"Uh, which one?"
"The one over there, next to the lamp post"
The bus arrived, and James was still thinking about an answer so James responds
"Hahaha, Uh I guess so…"
"Well buddy, she thinks you’re cute"
James only laughed nervously; he was really shy when it came to girls, only saying hi when they did. At this point he just walked into the bus and sat down, basically disregarding what the girl’s friend had just said.
"My god it’s my first day and somebody already likes me, damn…"
He seemed so nervous still, he just glimpsed at each person that passed by him on the bus. Every kid was different, whether it was their race, skin color, clothing, or even the way they talked. He was glad to see that at least there was variety in the friends that he could choose to be with. As kids passed him by from each bus stop, he looked over each one of them to decide who he thought could be his friend in the future.
About 30 minutes passed by, and finally he arrived at his new school, Bushville High School. James was incredibly nervous at this point, he had heard so many stories of how high school was. The jocks, the nerds, the cheerleaders, all those clicks in which his popularity would be based on. His popularity didn’t matter to him though, all he wanted was to have good friends, ones that he would have fun with and be serious with at the same time.
The bus stopped, and the bus door opened letting out all the kids from the bus. Finally it was James’s turn to get off, he stood up and finally felt his stomach ache. His legs didn’t feel normal, it was as if he was floating the whole time he was trying to get to the door. James took each step slowly out of the bus,
" 1 step, 2 steps, 3 aah shit!"
James tripped on the last stair, and he got thrusted out of the bus. Two older looking guys pointed at him and laughed, and James only smiled back at them. Completely embarrassed James sped walked all the way to the main doors. He opened the doors and laid his eyes on his new school.
"Wow, bigger then I thought!"
He widened his eyes to look at how big the school looked. The school had two floors, but looked extremely big from the main door. No time to look over the school just yet James realized that he couldn’t stare at the huge school no matter how much he wanted to.
"Damn, I have to get to class"
James took out his schedule that he received during the summer from his school.
"Let’s see…Keyboarding, room 1127…Where the hell is that?! Do they really expect me to know where these classes are?"
By this time he was already panicking, taking a look at his schedule for a second or two, and then looking back at the main lobby. James finally decided to start walking, he thought that if he started walking now, he would eventually get to his class.
All these thoughts rushed to his head again, about how his class would be, about how his summer is over, and if he will ever learn to do his homework when it is needed. But he knew he needed to be thinking about where his class was so he came back to the present.
He walked and walked and walked, and there it was!
"Yes I found it!, Room 1127…Mrs. Cauldron"
In his mind James thought what a demented last name that was, and he got even more nervous. So he went inside the room and sat down where he could. The bell rang and everybody had arrived, only a few kids were late to class. Mrs. Cauldron waited for everybody to be seated, and she finally talked
"Welcome to Keyboarding class students, my name as you know is Mrs. Cauldron. I don’t usually enjoy talking about myself so I’ll try to stay away from that. Any ways, before I start with the class rules and the syllabus let me call out the role. Afterwards you can all stand up, tell me your name and a little bit about yourselves."
James thought,
" Oh no, I hate talking about myself in front of a bunch of kids I don’t know"
James simply rolled his eyes and waited for his name to be called. Name after name, it was obviously going in alphabetical order, but his name seemed to have been skipped.
"Todd Wallberry"
"HERE!"
"and, Maria Winters"
"HERE!"
" Ok, anybody that I didn’t call?"
James, looking puzzled, raised his hand up.
"oh, I’m sorry dear, what’s your name?"
"James Tenderton"
"hmmm, James Tenderton…James Tenderton….hmmm, dear I do believe you are in the wrong class"
"What?, but my schedule says First period room 1127-Keyboarding"
James noticed that the whole class was giggling
" Well James I think you should have read the notes on the schedule. You see, in this school, we have even classes, on even days, and odd classes on odd days. So in this case, since it is an even day, you have 2nd period first. And tomorrow you have this class first"
Another rush of embarrassment came rushing through his whole body. James walked out of the class and into the hallway, and thought to himself
"My God, what a first morning"
So embarrassed and annoyed James looked for his next class, which was P.E. It was always James’s favorite class, which is the class where he could show off his athletic abilities and have fun. And off he went to his P.E. class, with a hope in him that he would not have to endure another embarrassing moment for at least the rest of the day. But he had to get through the morning first before even thinking about the rest of the day.
Hola, amigos! lol
Well I just wanted to let you guys know that I'm going to start writing a story that has been in me for a while. I don't like to waste my time on outlines or all that pre-writing bullshit, so i'm sure there will be many mistakes. But as long as I'm writing I'll be fine
When i'm done with chapter one, I'll post it, and keep going on from there... So good night for now ppl!
When i'm done with chapter one, I'll post it, and keep going on from there... So good night for now ppl!
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Never thought I'd say it
I just came back from Tia Cuqui's B-day party. Tio Gustavo and Bernardo were there, I can't believe what a stupid conversation they had. They had an arguement about houses, and Tio B was like "once you buy your own house Gustavo then you tell me what you think". What a materialistic conversation, i don't understand why so much competition is needed in our own family.
n e wayz,
5 years since i've seen my mom, it's been 5 years of almost complete change. I still haven't called her, I'm waiting for my dad to give me a fucking calling card so I can speak to her. Today I was sitting in the car on the way home...listening to a sort of mello song, those types of songs always put me in a thinking mood. Inside my heart i'm excited, i'm excited about seeing my mom. She's missed 5 years of my life, she's missed 5 years of her own families life. She put herself in this situation, but the thing i'm excited about the most is seeing her well. If I go to see her this year, I wish to see her "normal". OMG, how I wish she was all better, how i wish i had my mother in my life. I don't wish to see this imposter with me, i want the person who i knew my whole life, and would do anything for me. I wish she had never said or done such things to us, then she would be here with us, supporting us, caring for us. If i saw the same person i have always seen if i go down there this year, then i think i will cry. It would be like i couldn't trust her anymore, once again. There are so many risks in bringing her back into our lives, what if she was the same or worse than before? And here my father is, with another woman, from what he has said, he's never going back.
This hope won't be extinguished from my mind, I need to see with my own eyes how she has changed, or if she has. And if she really has, then what?...How can we bring her so back so easily when for so many years we've wanted her out? I feel as if things are incomplete in my life, those days when i'm alone in the house, those days i see my father with another woman, the days i look at old pictures, and the nights when i'm sleeping, it just seems so incomplete.
I remember those days she seemed so nice, she always explained how much she loved me. Then the next day, she would drift into her own world, a world that seemed so lost, as she was lost herself in it. So how would one's emotions react when you see the same person that said she loved you the day before, turn into I'm going to leave you and never come back the next day? Even now my feelings are being toyed with, my memories and my need for her here are fighting with each other.
I see possibilities, I see hope, I want to see change, I want to see a future with her here, and not have to visit her every 5 years. So I guess life will take it's course like usual, giving us the unexpected.
And here I will be, juggling with my thoughts, eager to see the hope i have come true...
Happy Birthday Mom, from the son that once hated you for hurting the people he loved, the son that loves you for giving us a break, and the son that now wants you with him as long as his hate doesn't come back for a reason...
n e wayz,
5 years since i've seen my mom, it's been 5 years of almost complete change. I still haven't called her, I'm waiting for my dad to give me a fucking calling card so I can speak to her. Today I was sitting in the car on the way home...listening to a sort of mello song, those types of songs always put me in a thinking mood. Inside my heart i'm excited, i'm excited about seeing my mom. She's missed 5 years of my life, she's missed 5 years of her own families life. She put herself in this situation, but the thing i'm excited about the most is seeing her well. If I go to see her this year, I wish to see her "normal". OMG, how I wish she was all better, how i wish i had my mother in my life. I don't wish to see this imposter with me, i want the person who i knew my whole life, and would do anything for me. I wish she had never said or done such things to us, then she would be here with us, supporting us, caring for us. If i saw the same person i have always seen if i go down there this year, then i think i will cry. It would be like i couldn't trust her anymore, once again. There are so many risks in bringing her back into our lives, what if she was the same or worse than before? And here my father is, with another woman, from what he has said, he's never going back.
This hope won't be extinguished from my mind, I need to see with my own eyes how she has changed, or if she has. And if she really has, then what?...How can we bring her so back so easily when for so many years we've wanted her out? I feel as if things are incomplete in my life, those days when i'm alone in the house, those days i see my father with another woman, the days i look at old pictures, and the nights when i'm sleeping, it just seems so incomplete.
I remember those days she seemed so nice, she always explained how much she loved me. Then the next day, she would drift into her own world, a world that seemed so lost, as she was lost herself in it. So how would one's emotions react when you see the same person that said she loved you the day before, turn into I'm going to leave you and never come back the next day? Even now my feelings are being toyed with, my memories and my need for her here are fighting with each other.
I see possibilities, I see hope, I want to see change, I want to see a future with her here, and not have to visit her every 5 years. So I guess life will take it's course like usual, giving us the unexpected.
And here I will be, juggling with my thoughts, eager to see the hope i have come true...
Happy Birthday Mom, from the son that once hated you for hurting the people he loved, the son that loves you for giving us a break, and the son that now wants you with him as long as his hate doesn't come back for a reason...
Saturday, April 09, 2005
More set of pics
ok so here are a whole new set of pics i scanned. i wish i could show them all, but then again, i don't know some of you ppl, lol. n e wayz, V and skika I'll try to send u some old shit, I'm going to try and pick up where i left off last time scanning all these old pics so they never get lost or turn into ashes lol.
Well i hope you guys enjoy the pics, git r done!
Well i hope you guys enjoy the pics, git r done!
JACKPOT, OLD PHOTOS!
finally what i've been looking for, old pics. i've got so much more that i've never even seen myself. but i'll just put these pics below up for now. maybe i'll show more sometime later. enjoy!
Friday, April 08, 2005
Friday
Well I stayed home from school today. I slept very very late last night, this damn daylight savings time crap is hard to get used to. N E wayz, It's already the Last grading period in my school. Wow, after my huge ass Standards of Learning Tests, it'll be pretty much over. And next year i'll be a senior...damn.
I got myself a new cd player, since my dad has been complaining time and time again about how loud i put my music haha. but that's ok, i just need a good supply of batteries and maybe spare headphones, and that's all i need.
I spoke to my friend Jason just yesterday, it was defintely an exciting conversation. See...since 8th grade, when I first met him, we developed this crazy idea of a video game system. And we've stuck to it ever since...and now that we are older, we've actually realized how companies right now are looking for new fresh ideas from anyone with good computer education. I'm in programming, and he's in computer graphics...basically a basis for any video game system. He's going to Japan for vacation July 13th...he said he would actually put this idea into good use. I just wish I was still over there with everybody i know from Springfield, it would be much easier for many reasons. I've actually made some games myself, games that i believe will be very good if somebody developed them, but then i got to think, what if i did? Well we can only wait and see what will happen, many possibilities, I'm sure we'll have many turn downs, but that's life.
if this works out, maybe i've truly found my career...finally????...God only knows
I got myself a new cd player, since my dad has been complaining time and time again about how loud i put my music haha. but that's ok, i just need a good supply of batteries and maybe spare headphones, and that's all i need.
I spoke to my friend Jason just yesterday, it was defintely an exciting conversation. See...since 8th grade, when I first met him, we developed this crazy idea of a video game system. And we've stuck to it ever since...and now that we are older, we've actually realized how companies right now are looking for new fresh ideas from anyone with good computer education. I'm in programming, and he's in computer graphics...basically a basis for any video game system. He's going to Japan for vacation July 13th...he said he would actually put this idea into good use. I just wish I was still over there with everybody i know from Springfield, it would be much easier for many reasons. I've actually made some games myself, games that i believe will be very good if somebody developed them, but then i got to think, what if i did? Well we can only wait and see what will happen, many possibilities, I'm sure we'll have many turn downs, but that's life.
if this works out, maybe i've truly found my career...finally????...God only knows
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Tried and Tried....
For a long time now you've been trying so hard to stay here. We've created many options, but none that would be realistic let alone work. Talk about a summer with it's ups and downs, I won't be able to see you for who knows how long. Wow, 7 months and counting, all of them have been from far away... Sometimes I hate change, sometimes I love change, so many things have changed for the better. And it seems this is where the good change will stop for a while. *sigh, I wish there was a way for you to stay here baby, I can't imagine how much I'll miss you when you have to leave. Well i'm a little tired so maybe i'll write more later on, bye for now ppls.
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Spring days
It seems that school is getting more lenient, it seems that's its getting much warmer too. WOW, it must be Spring! But, that beautiful hour that was taken away from us not too long ago, *sniff sniff, How could they? lol.
Today was such a beautiful day. I myself, I like cold better, but too much of one thing gets annoying, and the cold was defintely getting annoying.
I really want to get a job, there are so many things that I want now, that I know my dad wouldn't buy for me. I mean it's hard enough asking him to buy me deodorant or gel. Not exactly sure where i should apply though, there will be like a hundred new restaurants near my area soon. Problem being i don't have a car, but i can walk i guess, though it's like a 30 min walk.
who knows, i know my dad won't like the idea too much, i don't blame him, but it wouldn't hurt to also help him with things financially. but n e wayz, things are going pretty chill, i'm thinking of starting up my journal again...but...i dunno, just not enough time. I did a journal on this computer, and it was all gone, in one day. well time to get back to boredom, lol.
Today was such a beautiful day. I myself, I like cold better, but too much of one thing gets annoying, and the cold was defintely getting annoying.
I really want to get a job, there are so many things that I want now, that I know my dad wouldn't buy for me. I mean it's hard enough asking him to buy me deodorant or gel. Not exactly sure where i should apply though, there will be like a hundred new restaurants near my area soon. Problem being i don't have a car, but i can walk i guess, though it's like a 30 min walk.
who knows, i know my dad won't like the idea too much, i don't blame him, but it wouldn't hurt to also help him with things financially. but n e wayz, things are going pretty chill, i'm thinking of starting up my journal again...but...i dunno, just not enough time. I did a journal on this computer, and it was all gone, in one day. well time to get back to boredom, lol.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Smoochy Boochies : )
another windy, crappy ass day outside. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ONE HOUR HAS BEEN TAKEN AWAY FROM ME!!!!!!!! blah, I miss that hour ;'(
N E wayz, Spring has been showing it's face this past week. Some really beautiful days, I miss weather like that. I can't wait for Six Flags or Kings Dominion to be open! shit, hopefully this summer we can go to the beach b4 we might go to Bolivia.
*sigh, the summer...by Sept. of this year I'll be a senior already. Wow, cant believe how fast time goes, I still remember Elementary and Middle School.
n e wayz, those memories will be next post hehehe
N E wayz, Spring has been showing it's face this past week. Some really beautiful days, I miss weather like that. I can't wait for Six Flags or Kings Dominion to be open! shit, hopefully this summer we can go to the beach b4 we might go to Bolivia.
*sigh, the summer...by Sept. of this year I'll be a senior already. Wow, cant believe how fast time goes, I still remember Elementary and Middle School.
n e wayz, those memories will be next post hehehe
Friday, April 01, 2005
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