June 25, 2006
Anyway! On to the more important portion of the day... So when I finally get home I realize D: Oranji has called 2 times already! NOT GOOD! So I go to call back when O__O he calls me and O__O he'll be there in 15 minutes! NUUU!!! I ran to get on some more deoderant, get on my pants, shoes, brush my teeth and start putting on my white shirt when he knocks. Oh no! *Dad opens door* He's in a button up flannel! D: *must. change. shirt.* So I grab something, start putting it on when I realize he is INSIDE THE HOUSE! NUUUUU!!! I gently push him out the door, and we go to the car... My house... It's ugly. I don't like it. I don't really want him looking at it... because it's ugly.
He played soooo beautifully at the recital! I wish I could see his hands... And his brother played nicely too, especially his dance of the dates. Oranji played a cookie song too, several, I thought those were really cute and I was thinking about the affect of octaves with cords and how that will paint something completely different in your head if you move your hand a half a step higher. This is why I love the piano, multiple voices on one instrument [fucking KICK ASS!!!!!! xD]!
*Back to oranji* So after the cookie story and the music, we got to eat COOKIES! His mom made cookies... They were good *remembers yummmm* I liked them... And they went well with the cheese cake later! :D
So we went to his house and went to his room. His house is incredibly clean! O___O *blink* really clean... I really love it... I loved the whole atmosphere! It was really comfortable... And his room! THE CARPET! SO CLEAN! *dies* he said he spent 5 hours cleaning yesterday, I guess he did alot... It was very nice... I think his house was the opposite of my house, in every way... *hating own house*
His mom is a good cook... the meat was great, the brocoli was great, the potatoe salad was great, the garlic bread was great! I think it was all from scratch! AWESOME! *dies* I was tempted to take some home with me... I think I ate twice as much as Evan did and I think more than Oranji ate too... BUT IT WAS SOOOO GOOD! I don't know if his parents liked that I was eating so much... I couldn't tell... They were good conversation!
So while we were in his room, I found a ring. It was a really pretty ring. I put it on and he didn't seem to object. It only fit on my ring fingers [how ironic] and later, during the producers, I put it on his index finger, it looked so hot on him... He tried to show me how to play guitar but my fingers were too stuby to strum a chord and I lacked finger strength to hold the strings down hard enough... The Ukileli was alot easier to play but still hard. Eventually we wound up on the floor, making out and listening to good music [he has good music] and me signing his year bjork [like a year book but not].
When we went on our walk, we walked kinda far and tried to go on the swings at Bay Farm school, but someone messed them up and another was swinging in the way [I was kinda glad we didn't swing, my hips are too wide so it hurts... >_<]... I was so sad that he was leaving for San Fransisco, I wanted to give him a gift of some kind but I didn't have anything on me... *is determined not to lose ring* anyway, our walk. So we were walking down the usual residential areas in Bay Farm when we saw a play structure and so we tried to climb it [we kissed in a cheesy movie type way] when I hit my head! *ouch* it hurt really bad... But his hug dulled the pain. ^___^ I love his hugs... while he & i were nursing my wound, these kids were staring at us from behind a plastic yellow slide! so we decided to play along and fake makeout so they could be entertained and completely curious, but then, we started to really makeout, that didnt last very long because the children were distracting and funny to watch... [plus I felt kinda rediculous, makingout with my boyfriend for CHILDREN??? o__O]
Then we went to the beach type place and climbed a tower, where it was windy, we found some empty bear bottles [clearly someone had a good time last night!] and we threw one off the tower! it didn't break tho... but it was trown, and we were trying to fill it with sand but it wasn't working so we just tossed it. Then we saw a titanic type shape cement thing and wanted to be totally just like the movies so I stood like rose in titanic and he was jack. I don't think we did it right... but i didn't care cuz then we started making out, man i love kissing him...
THEN we watched the producers! where we were informed that hilter's full name was Adolf Elizabeth Hitler! he had apparently come from a long line of English queens... during the entirity of the movie, my arms were being iced [thank you oranji, i really appreciated that] and oranji and i, we were cuddling! ^___^ I hope his back wasn't strained, and was being supported, but I couldn't tell usually from where I was positioned... the movie was really funny! i liked it... at one point, I was laughing so much I thought I was going to puke! D: but then, I didn't. towards the middle of the movie, we had green tea and cheesecake! YUMMM! and more of his mom's cookies and other cookie like things! oooooooh it was all sooooo good! ^______^ his mom is a good cook.... I brought my parental units some cheesecake too when I got home...
When he walked me up to my door, I showed him my room... I think it's bigger than his, but I have more stuff. I only let him peek because i was so ashamed of it... [he'll probably insist I clean it...] D: all he said was 'wow' as if a tornado had just blown threw a shanty town... V____V i dont like my room either... there was music stuff everywhere, my instrument on the floor, comp on, dirty clothes bin full to the rim, crap EVERYWHERE!!!! D: *hopes he wont break up with me cuz it's so dirty*
anyway, we had lots of fun but I think my house ruined the entire night! D: up till then, i was really having a great time... and was loving this sweet good bye until next weekend [hopefully]... anyway, i think this date wasn't as romantic as our first [exactly a week prior to this date] but i thoroughly enjoyed it more... [better food invovled and more him and me time!! xD] i love him so much... and i hope he has an excellent time at his new job, learning and making new friends! we will call eachother every night! and we will talk about day camp and his job! we're so orange together!!
I got to watch him walk away again and he looked hotter than ever! and i will miss him while he is gone...
June 24, 2006
2:15... Oh crap! Why wont she pick up? *Panic* Uh, Uh, Uh....
2:30... Helo? Ah! I'll be there in 15 minuites.
So on the car ride over, my dad kept obsessing over which street her entrance was on. So after tuning out, We arrive there and I walk in. For the first time, I realize how small her apartment was. An altar took up one corner and a curtain thingy was in the middle of the room. So, i'm waiting for her to finish picking a shirt and I notice there's tons of stuff everywhere. We go out and it's a relatively quiet ride over to Amy's. The recital went off with about 5 ro 6 hitches in my playing and after that, we had cookie time. Ohmigosh, mom's mothball cookies, tasted just like virginia's. oh... yummerz. So after we finish all that, we go home. I noticed that Kim was scratching alot and I started to become concerned when I saw her arm turn white. Damn you histamines! So we get home and I show her upstairs before dad said: no closed doors, no funny noises ok? Flushed embarassed, I continue up and show her my guitars, and clarinets and library. Then, I pull down my yearbjork and I got her to sign page 69. I put on my Creole Jazz cd and we're just laying there on the carpet and we're just kissing each other. A thought of panic rushed into my mind. We're in plain sight from the staircase and my brother's room. Oh crap. Oh... oh... oh fuck that.... mmm... Ah, I start showing her other stuff and we're just holding each other. So me and her go down for water and we decide to go out for a walk.
On the walk, we go out to Bay Farm School and show her around. At first, we had trouble climbing the fence. And we left passing a rough bunch of people. And we're walking down kofman and we stop at a playground in front of the lagoons and we're playing around on this. And we kiss on the monkeybars and she bumped her head twice. She climbed down and I held her for a while. In my perphrials I saw two young kids looking at us curiously around the slide. I tell her about it and she laughs. We start mock kissing and these kids are really into it. They're running all over to get a view of it. Afterwards, I mentioned, maybe when he goes home, he's going to start kissing his sister. and his excuse. "I saw a boy kissing his sister". heh... dirty thoughts. So we come to the "23" tower and we climb up to discovered a case of emptied becks beer. I throw one down. And we're just kicking the bottle around. Silly us.
We also come up to the ship thing. We pretend to be on the titanic scene and then it just becomes kissing. We're walking back and we realize what time it was and we're running home for a while. Past the multi-million dollar homes. When we did get home, Kim said she was still tired... heh...
I turn my comptuer, show her some things and Yakitate. Who wouldnt love an entire anime series about a bread making boy? Then we stop and we're just listening to Franz ferdinand and I try to teach her guitar. then Ukulele.
At dinner, it was rather quiet, but man was the food good. Aparently, Kim eats alot of Ramen and boxed stuff. Shameful... I hope she comes over more often. The potato/egg/bacon salad... KICK ASS...oh... i mean.. PWNERIFIC! XD. So after that, we watched the Producers which is a really good movie. Anything with Will Ferrel and Hitler is bound to be good. The hop hop clop clop was really awesome. So I bring her home and she gives me a glimpse of her room. Which must say. Was extremely messy. That was the first girl's bed room i've been in of a girl who was my age and I was in love with. We stand back outside and her cat comes by. *kiss* then smile and a long time to leave....
June 21, 2006
That night, My back ached, my head hurt and my legs felt weird.
Call me superstitious, but outside forces feel that's good
Yes, I know that last sentence is poorly worded and phrased. And poor in general...
But after 10 hours of sleep, I feel right as rain.
Cant wait for bowling tonight..
June 20, 2006
Then i get into the shower and after i wash and started shaving i realized: "GAH! [i say gah alot...] this razor is not being as effective as before! time to get more!" and almost at the exact same time as that interjection passed through my head the phone [which i strategically placed on the sink's counter] RINGS! D: is he ready already?? runs through my head.
0.5hours after his call im out the door and walking a moderate pace so as not to get too sweaty prior to even seeing him... after noticing he must inside the library, i enter and do a thorough search of the lower level thinking he probably wouldn't be in the children's section waiting for a story to be told... but i made sure anyway.
after several people looked at me oddly because i invaded their personal space bubbles [freaking 10 ft radius... awd ppl] trying to see if he was around a corner or something, i decided to move my search to the upper level of the complex.
Once i was up on the first landing, i saw oranji's beautiful face pop out from behind the half wall. to me, it was as if time slowed down to a snails pace [kind of like in the movies] and it occured to me, there he is, there's my guy, my zach! and im his kim, his deoderant sniffing, chocolate loving kim. i thought that was beautiful, the two of us, in that moment, being in love with one another, it was all so beautiful. it was at that moment, as i walked up the stairs, smiling at his entrancing persona, that it hit me: we were together and that i was the luckiest girl in alameda! he and i, we were eachothers, and i love it!
it was taking me too long to reach the top of the steps so i nervously ran the last three... and met him at the top with a tight bear hug, he was bending his knees. before then, i'd never felt short but that hug made me feel 2inches tall. i dont care if he was taller than me by 5'6"! no, thats not what was important. at that moment, the fact that he and i were in eachother's arms was the most important thing in the world...
so we nervously hugged and started making our way to longs because i had to buy razors and something to drink. [man, i was thirsty!] after i finally realized that looking at the isle headers would tell me where to find razors, thanks to zach, and a little more help from a guy looking at deoderant, we found the razors! but no gilette for women disposables... unfortunately... but ANYWAY, so i resisted the urge to buy the following: pens, gum, folders, and [some other toiletry can't remember at moment]. we're so orange, he's a compulsive buyer too... [*dies* we're so orange... i love him]
we went to the shoe place, looked around, then went to the antiques store and looked around. then he waited downstairs while i got my permission slip for bowling, then we walked past stallman's house and went to trader joes. i'd been to trader joe's a grand total of 2 times before... we walked in, snuggling, and we stopped in front of a freezer full of pizza. the pizza was exciting enough, but the COLDNESS was... so nice. it was very hot today and my arms were on fire! [damnéd histamine! >:( ] so i put my arms in the freezer and they felt soooo much better! plus, i put my open water bottle in too and the mouth piece was soooo cold! :3 i really liked it... oranji's showing me the freezer was an excellent idea! [arigato, oranji]
THEN we went to the chocolate. [:L chocolate... *drool* :L] there weren't just neatly packed and wrapped bars of chocolate that all looked exactly the same. NO! there was, apparently, one bar that got broken into smaller bars! xD YAY! THE PIECES WERE HUGE!!!! it made me squeel. and it was GHIRADELLI! GAH! FRIGGIN KICK ASS! OMG! and so, he selected the biggest one he could find: 0.66lbs of chocolate for $2.30! how sweet of him to find the biggest when people usually look for the smallest one.... [arigato, oranji] i seriously love him for doing the sweetest thing at the time and the sweetest thing that i WANTED him to do too!!! TT__TT i love him...
so after we left... [omg! i forgot to mention we passed the place we FIRST walked together EVER, right outside of applebees, and you know what he said?? HAPPY 2-DAY ANNIVERSARY! awwww how sweeeeeeeeeeet!!! ^_____^ really, i love him so much!] ok, on to the rest of the day. so we went in the direction of waldens when i realized i STILL had something to give him... CHOCOLATE! last night, i was working late and dad took me to Nikko's to feed me when they gave me a chocolate & peanut butter mini bar thingy so i was too full to eat it, i know, me not have room for dessert! D:] so i gave him the bar i had and he unwrapped it, put it in his mouth and started chewing. and then a marvelous groan of dessert-magic-pleasure escaped and he HUGGED ME! *dies* he loved it! i was afraid he'd hate it... but he LOVED IT! :3 i did good...
we went to waldens and i was reading only excerpts from the manga i want to buy so that i will ACTUALLY buy it... anyway, i look up from chidori beating on sosuke when i notice oranji is standing a few steps away, looking really, really, REALLY hot. so i put the not as important books on the shelf and stand up. i wasnt sure how to aproach him. i was thinking that he might not appreciate me coming up to him and putting my arms around him like i wanted to, so i just stood behind him and watched what he was tracing with his fingers, a gun book, it looked kinda interesting, i didnt know what alot of it meant, but i was still curious. so when he finally noticed me, i supose that i kinda startled him...
we lingured around the manga section and he calmed me from my naruto high/freaking out, and we read some fox trot and this one liner book, then i put my arms around him like i originally wanted to do.
so fast forward to when he had to leave... *image of film being fast forwarded* so i wanted to make up for the almost-but-not-really-a-goodbye kiss from yesterday, so i kissed him, but better. and gave him a boner... V__V [gomen oranji!] i felt bad after but i was too happy and fluttery to really be sorry. so i watched him walk away, and i felt so cool, yet again, he and i we roxxorz together! we're orange together and its fucking pwnerific!
June 19, 2006
June 18, 2006
June 17, 2006
So we're driven to South Shore by her friend and we start walking and at first it's a bit awkward. We're talking about sunglasses and spotting the largest Dandelion i've ever seen. The seed pod was the size of an apple. But back to kim. We start holding hands, and it's kinda comfortable, a little bit sweaty, but a nice feeling. We pass the sandcastle stuff and stare at the duckponds and start talking about waves and college. And we're totally orange about our futures and stuff. So We're in upperwashington and holding hands and cuddling beneath a bumpy tree and staring at the pictures in my phone. I'm explaning every picture to her. It's a nice experience. Then she notices i'm wearing deoderant that smells nice so she's smelling all over me. Hehe, it tickles. She's sniffing everywhere and it's not until the corner of webster when she pops one of the biggest questions i'll ever hear. Ah kim. My first love.... How I whisper sweet things into thee. So we're spending time at thin man, playing around with banjos and guitars and ukuleles. She's a truly amazing person around musical instruments. It brings out the sexy beast in her. GRRRRRROWL. We're walking still hoping to come across starbucks soon and we do eventually. I buy her some water and myself a soda. One of those Jones' Company Sodas that have a fortune in it. I'm staring at it and I couldnt help but smile.
"Your Current Plans Will become Succesful"
We're both loving it and the fortune cookie gods obviously smile upon us. And we're sitting in starbucks by the window reading and searching through each other's wallets and purses. (I dont have a purse if you're reading this Mr. Joo). And we decide to be cunning and evil by lowering the shade 6 inches. And we grab the bus back to park and we're sitting there waiting and cupcaking in the bus kiosk. The kiss was a bit awkward since I tried to kiss her cheek and she turned and I touched her lips. I dunno If I did it on purpose or not, but I felt a bit uneasy. But On the bus, I waved farewell sat in the bus. Grinning from ear to ear. I have a ladyfriend, as dan puts it. I could have jumped out the window and yelled to the world.
On the lighter note. At dinner in a chinese resturant today, I got my fortune.
"You are succesful Today"
I sure as hell aint gonna forget today, June 17, 2006...
June 15, 2006
June 13, 2006
June 07, 2006
June 06, 2006
*Hitler[AoE] has joined the game.*
*Eisenhower has joined the game.*
*paTTon has joined the game.*
*Churchill has joined the game.*
*benny-tow has joined the game.*
*T0J0 has joined the game.*
*Roosevelt has joined the game.*
*Stalin has joined the game.*
*deGaulle has joined the game.*
Roosevelt: hey sup
Hitler[AoE]: cool, i start with panzer tanks!
paTTon: lol more like panzy tanks
Roosevelt: o this fockin sucks i got a depression!
benny-tow: haha america sux
Stalin: hey hitler you dont fight me i dont fight u, cool?
Hitler[AoE]; sure whatever
deGaulle: **** Hitler rushed some1 help
Hitler[AoE]: lol byebye frenchy
Roosevelt: i dont got **** to help, sry
Churchill: wtf the luftwaffle is attacking me
Roosevelt: get antiair guns
Churchill: i cant afford them
benny-tow: u n00bs know what team talk is?
Roosevelt: o yah hit the navajo button guys
deGaulle: eisenhower ur worthless come help me quick
Eisenhower: i cant do **** til rosevelt gives me an army
paTTon: yah hurry the fock up
Churchill: d00d im gettin pounded
deGaulle: this is fockin weak u guys suck
*deGaulle has left the game.*
Roosevelt: im gonna attack the axis k?
benny-tow: with what? ur wheelchair?
benny-tow: lol did u mess up ur legs AND ur head?
T0J0: lol o no america im comin 4 u
Roosevelt: wtf! thats bullsh1t u fags im gunna kick ur asses
T0JO: not without ur harbors u wont! lol
Roosevelt: u little biotch ill get u
Hitler[AoE]: america hax, u had depression and now u got a huge fockin army
Hitler[AoE]: thats bullsh1t u hacker
Churchill: lol no more france for u hitler
Hitler[AoE]: tojo help me!
T0J0: wtf u want me to do, im on the other side of the world retard
Hitler[AoE]: fine ill clear you a path
Stalin: WTF u arsshoel! WE HAD A FoCKIN TRUCE
Hitler[AoE]: i changed my mind lol
benny-tow: hey ur losing ur guys in africa im gonna need help in italy soon sum1
T0J0: o **** i cant help u i got my hands full
Hitler[AoE]: im 2 busy 2 help
Roosevelt: yah thats right ***** im comin for ya
Stalin: church help me
Churchill: like u helped me before? sure ill just sit here
Stalin: dont be an arss
Churchill: dont be a commie. oops too late
benny-tow: hahahh oh sh1t help
Hitler: o man ur focked
paTTon: oh what now biotch
Roosevelt: whos the cripple now lol
*benny-tow has been eliminated.*
Roosevelt: gj patton
Hitler[AoE]: WTF eisenhower hax hes killing all my sh1t
Hitler[AoE]: quit u hacker so u dont ruin my record
benny~tow: wtf that mean?
Eisenhower: meant to say nutsack lol finger slipped
paTTon: coming to get u hitler u paper hanging hun cocksocker
Hitler[AoE]: u guys are fockin gay
Hitler[AoE]: ur never getting in my city
*Hitler[AoE] has been eliminated.*
benny~tow: OMG u noob you killed yourself
Stalin: OMG LMAO!
Hitler[AoE]: WTF i didnt click there omg this game blows
*Hitler[AoE] has left the game*
T0J0: WTF my teammates are n00bs
benny~tow: shut up noob
Roosevelt: haha wut a moron
paTTon: wtf am i gunna do now?
Eisenhower: yah me too
T0J0: why dont u attack me o thats right u dont got no ships lololol
Eisenhower: fock u
paTTon: lemme go thru ur base commie
Stalin: go to hell lol
paTTon: fock this sh1t im goin afk
Eisenhower: yah this is gay
*Roosevelt has left the game.*
Eisenhower: sh1t now we need some1 to join
*tru_m4n has joined the game.*
tru_m4n: hi all
tru_m4n: OMG OMG OMG i got all his stuff!
tru_m4n: NUKES! HOLY **** I GOT NUKES
Stalin: d00d gimmie some plz
tru_m4n: no way i only got like a couple
Stalin: omg dont be gay gimmie nuculer secrets
T0J0: wtf is nukes?
T0J0: holy ****holy****hoyl****!
*T0J0 has been eliminated.*
*The Allied team has won the game!*
Churchill: gg noobs no re
T0J0: thats bull**** u fockin suck
*T0J0 has left the game.*
*Eisenhower has left the game.*
Stalin: next game im not going to be on ur team, u guys didnt help me for ****
Churchill: wutever, we didnt need ur help neway dumbarss
tru_m4n: l8r all
Stalin: fock u all
tru_m4n: shut up commie lol
*tru_m4n has left the game.*
benny~tow: lololol u commie
Churchill: bye commie
*Churchill has left the game.*
*benny~tow has left the game.*
Stalin: i hate u all fags
*Stalin has left the game.*
paTTon: lol no1 is left
paTTon: weeeee i got a jeep
*paTTon has been eliminated.*
paTTon: o sh1t!
*paTTon has left the game.*
Father McHerod stood on the stone steps of the centuries old monastary. He breathed in that quiet cold irish air. He strolled through the church's garden admiring the simple dasies along the wall. He had never felt that the more exotic plants were any more appealing. He had the desire to live simply, humbly and peacefully. Every morn, he'd stand outside the church working the garden. But what's this? Something new came rushing down the road. It was Erlskine Thompson in a new dray cart.
'Mawning Fasssah' came from the hairy man
'Good morning Erlskine. What have you here now?'
'Oh this be one of the newest models. I even sent out to dublin to get gold parts.' He obviously was referring to the hubcaps and gold trimmed handle bars. Erlskine stepped out of the cart. The leather top wiggling as the fat man exited. 'What you be doing by planting so many flowers? And so many kinds as well. You shouldda done as I have suh. I invested all my money into potato farms. And look at me now!'
Reverend McHerod scanned the new man from felt bowler to patent leather shoes. He certainly looked profitable. 'No, my place is here with the church. I'm to help with the people. I'm starting a small vegetable garden on the monastary grounds.'
'No need for that. Grow potatoes and you'll be feeding the whole town.' With that, he made a paunchy turnaround and clumsily sat back into the dray. It drove away with the mare pulling it steadily.
'That man... Tsk. he'll be the ruin of the town.'
In 1848, the Potato Famine struck Ireland. Millions were starving and moved towards America to escape. Few such as Father McHerod survived from either funding from the catholic church or because of his vegetable garden that didnt include potatos at all.
Several years later. Father McHerod was nearly 72. He was a wise priest and already had a replacement for him sent in so he could live out the rest of his life in the garden. On the side, he still attended to some church masses and ran a small soup kitchen for the less fourtunate. To his shock and surprise, it was Erlskine Thompson eating at one of the tables.
'I'm shocked at you Erlskine Thompson. A richman feeding off of the church. A man like yourself should be ashamed.'
The man turned around. It looked like Erlskine Thompson, but only a vague remembrance of it. The man nodded and shuffled out the door. He was wearing the same felt bowler and shoes McHerod had seen Thompson in several years ago. Realizing what had happened, McHerod brought Thompson back in and started to ask.
'Farm... all gone. I've got no more money. I cant afford passage to America anymore. I've sold my house, my fortune my land. What else do I have left worth a ticket to new yorke?'
'Do you still have the Dray?'
Father McHerod nodded
'You have to survive. What's the use in keeping that darned thing?'
'Never! I may be a poor man, but i was richer than you' He rushed out the door and jumped into the Dray with surprising agility. McHerod chased him out the door. The Dray rumbled quickly over the road. Off the road. Through a field. Realizing what was happening McHerod ran as fast as his church shoes could manage him. For an old man, he still had life in him. Donnfarlane is a coastal region, known for it's steep cliffs. Thompson was headed straight for one. McHerod leapt into the dray after catching up with it. Pushed Erlskine out and plummeted over the side. Erlskine still shaken looked over the cliffside. He still saw the father and the cart falling. Falling like a heavy rock thrown into the air. The horse was still harnessed to it. It whinnied before it hit the cold water below. The Cart splintered on the rocks. Erlskine grew nervous. He scanned the area below for any signs of life. The horse managed to break free and began to move towards the small pebbly beach. He saw McHerod's moving body. Paddling towards shore. Erlskine, overcome with relief, plopped onto the sweet smelling grass. He heard a yell. He looked over again. The tide was going out. It sucked McHerod underneath the waves, and then no more. Erlskine quickly ran towards the beach. The water lapped at his feet. A pair of glasses washed up. They were McHerod's very own.
Several Years Later.
You might have not heard, but what happened was almost a miracle. Erlskine revamped his ways. He helped the local community and helped with sunday mass. Thompson stood in the garden McHerod had worked with a delicate had for years. The Acadias were in full bloom. As were the dragonsnaps and Tulips. But one plant wasnt. The dasies growing against the wall still were drooping.
'I think I'll help you little flowers. Without the support of others, we may die.' At that moment, a young dashing fellow came riding up in an automobile. It was loud and fast.
'Morning Mr. Thompson. Lookee there. She's a beaut isint it? A brand new Essex Raceabout.'
'How could you afford this young Leary?'
'I invested all my money into a shirt factory. Triangle Shirtwaist I think they call it.'
'Change your ways young Leary. Before it ruins you. Have diversity, enjoy life not the money. Here.' he handed young Leary one of the daisies against the wall. The only good one that was left. Leary held it. Pondered for a moment then came words.
'I have to go into town er Mr. Thompson. I'll be arriving back by train. Will you be there with a Dray cart to pick me up?'
'Better yet, i'll walk you home.'
If there were things that i hated, i'd list them, so here's a list...
1. Piedgon People
3. the word "stuff"
5. the number 3
6. Cigarrette smoke
7. the fact that people think drugs are safe
8. people who hate america
9. the common cold
10. the flu
12. cars that drive by and make your windows shake
13. those little damn motorcycles
14. having long hair (on myself)
15. music that sounds like garbled junk
16. the fact that when I lay in bed, there's always a song pounding in head
18. bathrooms where you have to pay to get into
20. the use of swear words every 6 seconds
21. having to go through all this crap to get a permit
22. having to wait 6 months before getting a liscence
23. not having a permit or liscence
24. overrated cars: escalade, denali, navigator, camero, viper, corvette. (alot of old people drive these)
25. not having any money to spend freely
so here we go:
my last words with...
Darrell Dumas: "I came to gloat, but you took my gloat, threw it into the air, shot it, picked up the pieces, threw them into the incenerator, ate the ashes and then pooped it out."
Dan Brownson: "One last time... Huzzah!!!" "Bork Bork Bork"
Gina Hu: "Dammit, I lied again"
Mary Kay Hickox: "You can come back and visit... It's ONLY a 45 minuite commute"
Alex Valazquez: "I can imagine you hugging a pair of Dave Grohl's underpants"
Rachel Thoma: "I cant bear to see the talent leave"
John Sedlak: "Ah, the satisfaction knowing that somewhere, someone is going to bed the minuite you wake up"
Just something to remember to do this year as well
Obviously, that person has some issues to deal with since she seems to think everypicture involves her/he. I'm still not whether it's a female or male. If i were grohl, i'd be freaked out as hell. But I digress. There's nothing I can do to have that sexy Grohl Stubble except for wait and to stop shaving periodically. I'm gonna end up killing myself with that rusty dull razor. Grohl Stubble. I think i'll call it that from now on... Heh, Sounds good, looks good and is totally sexy. But I just hope I have the correct bone structure for such a thing. If not, that would suck like hell and life wouldnt be living... Just kidding. It'd still be worth living espically with hover cars, xbox 360 and what not. Ok, I'm not sure what else to write about now...
"I WATCH CMC CAUSE IT'S GOT BLACK PEOPLE AND BLACK PEOPLE ARE COOL"
I've never seen such uneducated masses before. Some people are lame beyond recognition. Since when did wearing earrings be a fashion for guys? I think it's a big step closer towards feminity. I remember how one of my teachers talked about guys wearing earrings. When it was on the left ear it mean this person was of this sexual preference and on the other ear, the other sexual preference. It gets really confusing espically when they wear on both ears. So, pretty much bi. I see this is diverging from music to my personal thoughts so i'll let it take over...
Aparently, modern youth is drifting about 1000000000000 miles away from individuality. They rely on gangester idols and hip hop kind of people to rely on how to dress. And when everyone dresses the same, that indivualism is lost forever. I remember when people used to get into a tuxedo to recieve a grammy award, but now, i see people go up in a tshirts, a 59 fifty hat and big disproportiate shoes. You're reciveing a freaking musical talent award, but you dont have the decency to even dress nicely.
"But these my good clothes yo!"
I dont give a damn. It looks the same as you are on tv or in the streets.
It's stupid. I dont see how anyone could stand gold teeth. Guys are starting to go weird when they follow the popular wagon. They wear earrings, LIKE GIRLS, and have gold teeth (how is it cool?), LIKE OLD PEOPLE AND FARTS. Obviously, someone needs to rethink life or at least they way they behave. I was on the bus the other day. These two black girls were so fucking steryotypical. They were talking in a super high voice like: "Oh halla girl, I saw Sha ne ne with that total smooth-e Colbin and WAAAAAOH!" And one of them looked at me and said. You hate black people dont you? She thought what I was thinking, but I didnt want to insult someone. Then her friend had said: Sure you do, even I hate black people. I dont mind black people, I really dont, but it's just when they do that damn steryotype with shoes and that ugly tuft of hair coming out of the side of their head. It doesnt seem to belong there. Last I heard, ponytails were on the back of your head. Not on top and to the side. Gosh...