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Saturday, April 10, 2004



So this Spring Break was not a total waste. My dad bought me a CD today when we were out because my sister wanted a certain CD or something. As much as I hate having to choose such things when I had no idea I was going to getting one, I tried to make my decision quickly. At first I was going to select Bowie's "Daimond Dogs," but after a bit I thought of the Pixies. I did not own any of their albums but I had liked what I had heard. So I looked for them, and at first looked for "Trompe le Monde," because I remember Tony reccomending that one, but they did not have it. So I settled for "Doolittle." I must say I have very pleased with it. ^_^

I have also made some significant progress (just today) in playing Viewtiful Joe in Adult(hard) mode, since I had recently beat it on Kids(easy). At first I had a lot of trouble and I was only halfway through the first level. However, after taking some advice from Tony, and trying a couple more times, I got past the part I was stuck in (this was yesterday, actually) and moved on a bit after that. Today, however, I find myself on the sixth level. I find it odd how I only lost a life two or three times, yet it took me many tries to get past the first half of level one ... o_O I have decided that Adult mode is a lot more about strategy than it is beating things senseless with your superhero abilities, lol. Once you figure out a decent plan to defeat a foe, the game is more or less a piece of cake. I stopped before starting level six, title "The Magnificent Five." Basically, I have to re-beat the four main "bosses" I have faced and then take down this final guy, who I can only imagine will give me a bit of trouble. His pattern is pretty basic, but there are a lot of distractions.

Anyway, yesterday evening/night/early, early this morning was a blast, lol, but let us rewind a bit before that.

Thursday evening I received a call. It was the girl who my friend from the yearbook staff was trying to hook me up with ... her name is Kelsey (so I can stop calling her "the girl"). I was half-surprised that she called. I had been somewhat expecting it sometime during break, but I had heard nothing and it was getting late in the break. I was a bit downhearted about not hearing from her, but I figured she has her own life to worry about. She did call me though. I was half-expecting because I had written her a letter last Friday before break and given it to her. It was mostly just senseless babble about my day and such, and what plans I had for break (being none). However, I did put in there if she cared to hang out, she could give me a call and I left my number.

Okay, back to her call. She said that she was free all day Friday, which was yesterday. I responded that I was a little busy in the morning, because I had to go up to school and work with the journalism department for a bit, but I would give her a call when I was done. And that was that.

Come Friday, I wake up fifteen minutes late. My ride to school was still at my house, luckily. The only reason I woke up, however, is because my dog was barking at her (as he does with any person he sees outside that is not one of our household). So we got to school shortly after eight and we spent some time making posters to advertise our journalism departments visual/literary arts magazine. We were there until about noon, which was a lot later then we all thought it was, but when we finshed, the three of us who were there went to Godfather's Pizza for lunch and had their $5 all-you-can-eat buffet. I think that is becoming a bit of a tradition, lol. When we finished there I was taken home, and I arrived shortly before two o'clock.

I called Kelsey as soon as I had settled. Her phone was busy at first, so I just played Viewtiful Joe for a few minutes (not actually trying to get anywhere) and then called back. She answered and I told her I was done with my work at school. After talking for a little bit, we decided we would just go walk around downtown in an area here known as the Old Market. At the time, her mother was out with the car, and I have no car to drive. So she said she would call when her mother got back, and that was that.

She called back shortly after five o'clock, I was playing Viewtiful Joe some more (it is such an awesome game, lol). I gave her the directions to my house, and then I waited for her arrival ... playing Viewtiful Joe. It was about this time that I finally got past the first half of the first level, actually. My mom had made me some grilled cheese, so I ate some of that, and I receive another call from Kelsey. She was just checking to make sure she had found the right house (she was actually a bit down the street). I had her come in because my mom wanted to meet her so she knew who I was hanging out with, and then we left for the Old Market.

We finally began our trek after taking a while to find a parking spot. We had no real plan on what to do, but that was all right. We just walked and talked, she pretty much led the way for the most part. We stopped at a local store that sells used CD's, records, tapes and movies for rather cheap. She bought a record. I looked to see if there were any CD's that I thought might be genuinely worth my money, but I did not find anything. By "genuinely worth my money," I mean something I would probably never find again. I remember I found a Japanese punk band there once, lol. After more walking around in random stores and visiting her cousin who worked in one of them, we ended up at an ice cream place because she was in the mood for ice cream. I was not hungry at all. I could eat if I wanted, but I was not actually hungry. She insisted, however, and treated me to some. It was kind of funny, because she just ordered a little bowl of ice cream, yet I had a banana split ... >.> I did not eat it all by myself though, she helped herself to it when she finished, and I had no problem with it at all, lol.

After that we just walked around the downtown area. We did not visit any stores, we just walked around and talked. By this time, she had said she was going to follow me wherever I went (since she had been leading the way ever since). I was a little reluctant at first, but I just started wandering around, lol. The sun was down by this time, and there was a pretty strong wind at times. Despite how cold I could tell she was, she refused to take my coat, lol. After a while, her feet were hurting so we went and sat down by a pair of slides that are downtown and just made fun of a bunch of drunk people who were down there to ourselves, and just talking about whatever came to mind. At one point some guy mistaked me for someone he knows named "Matt," lol. That was pretty funny, he did not even realize I was not Matt until he was right in front of me. Then there was also this smoker who was going down the slide, stopped halfway down, took a drag of his cigarette, and then went down the rest of the way. It was rather amusing in that sad, pathetic sort of way, lol.

Eventually she said she wanted to go some place warm (still would not take my coat, however), so we walked around looking for some place decent. While we were walking she apparently became hungry again, and she led us to a restaurant called Old Chicago. I was not hungry at all, again, but she just ordered some mozarella sticks. She did however insist that I have some, lol. She said she was not going to be able to finish them all, so I just had a couple.

Finally we just walked back to her car, and found that it was 1 a.m., lol. At this point we decided to go home, and that was the end of that. I was most definitely satisfied with the night, and she said she was as well. Had I not been so physically worn out from all the walking, I imagine I would not have slept for at least another few hours, but I went to bed shortly after I came home.

So that had pretty much been my past few days. ^_^

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Thursday, April 8, 2004



So I have no realy reason to post here, other than the fact I am bored.

For those following my theater saga, I was not even nominated for a chance at Best Actor, yet some no-talent-white-trash mother-fucking-piece-of-shit is on the list (no animosity there, I swear!). Once again I am only nominated for Best Supporting Actor. Three words: Fuck that shit. I wish I had some offensive shirt to wear to Oscar Night, but I really do not. Heh, it would be great if I had that Jerk Lessons shirt Tony said he was going to have copied for me (not trying to slam on you or anything Tony, just making a general statement). I could just put some tape over the "Apocalypse Hoboken" and the "Jerk Lessons" and let them know how I feel in a rather blunt manner. ... They probably would not let me in, though, lol.

Anywho, I saw this thing on Tony's blog thing, so I am going to do it to. The first twenty song of all the songs I have on my computer played randomly are:

1. "War Against" - Nerve Agents
2. "Le Ciel" - Malice Mizer
3. "Ziggy Stardust" - Bauhaus (cover)
4. "Poor Jack" - The Nightmare Before Christmas
5. "Girl" - Apocalypse Hoboken
6. "The KKK Took My Baby Away" - Marilyn Manson (cover)
7. "Nazi Halo" - Jack Off Jill
8. "Grammatica" - Face for Radio (my cousin's band, they are local)
9. "Astronomy" - Blue Oyster Cult
10. "Tourniquet" - Marliyn Manson
11. "Nothin' but a Good Time" - Poison
12. "Hey" - The Pixies
13. "Wonderboy" - Tenacious D
14. "Face Down" - Apocalypse Hoboken
15. "Kyle Quite the Band" - Tenacious D
16. "Dream of Waking" - AFI
17. "I Hate Jimmy Page" - Mindless Self Indulgence
18. "Big Guy" - Apocalypse Hoboken
19. "No Dave Party" - AFI
20. "Sweet Dreams (Are Made of These)" - Marilyn Manson (cover)

Again, I hate the non-diversity of randomization (I did this on my other diary, which is now semi-active again). I got some of the same songs as I did before, and a couple repeated artists. Bleh.

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Monday, March 29, 2004



I am so incredibly depressed right now. Tonight was the final performance of the play. It went off very well, and even before it started, the person who did my make-up last year (who was a senior and had graduated) was there and was able to come back and put my make-up on one last time. I was very excited about that. It is my firm opinion that no one has ever done it as well as her. The person who does the make-up this year just said, "John, you look the same." I replied, "But I feel better." No one could ever match her; it is like eating your favorite bowl of ice cream on a hot day. I was overjoyed when I saw her come in. She ran and gave me a hug, and I hugged back, picking her up and spinning around, lol ... It still makes me smile ...

As I said, the play went well, all three nights even. The first night had the best cast party.

We played tackle football, girls versus guys (about 20 against 8). Guys won. Our main stratagy was to hike the ball to the quarterback, then we would all run back to him in one big group, then turn around and run as if we had the ball. Allegedly there was a play where the girls tried flashing the guys as a distraction, but none of the guys saw it apparently. We were only looking for the person with the ball. I got a couple good tackles. One, another and and myself sandwiched a girl, and accidentally made her bite her lip. There was no bleeding or anything, so that was good. Another, I was simply off to one side where all the other guys were not, go figure that is where the person with the ball ran. As soon as I the the person, I darted toward her and tore her down. I was described as a "seek-and-destroy missile," heh. It was good times for everyone.

After that, we went inside and started a progressive song. The first person would sing one line, and then the next person would have to add another, etc. After that, we had a smaller group left, and so we played dirty charades, which was interesting to say the least.

Finally, we had a "Circle of Death," which was the 10 people who were left sitting together and asking questions to the group as a whole, in this case circling around the play. It is kind of like Truth or Dare without the Dare, and everyone has to answer. It pretty much all stayed sexual since we had just finished dirty charades. The questions were, "If you have have unconsequential sex with any cast member, who would it be?," "If you could have gay sex with any cast member of the same gender, of course) who would it be?," "If you could use any prop from any play as a sex toy what would it be?," and the last which was not sex-related, "If you could kick anyone out of the play, who would it be?" It was pretty interesting, and probably the best cast party I have been to. It ended around 2:15 a.m.

The second cast party was pretty lame. The music playing turned to rap so I just left the room with other people who did not care for it and sat in the basement of the person's house and talked. Eventually that room became rather crowded, so I went and layed by myself in another adjacent room. That one ended at 12:00 a.m.

After tonight, a group of us, all seniors I believe, went to a restaurant and had some pie. It was some pretty good times, I suppose. However, the one person who I wanted to give me a ride home, the one who gave me a ride there, handed me off to another person because she lived closer. I can understand that, I suppose, but I would have preferred otherwise.

Is that why I am depressed? Not really. After the two years I have done theater there, after the two musicals and two plays I have participated in, and after everything I have added to the department there ... I feel like I am walking away empty-handed. I have pretty decent doubts that aside from Strike (where we take down the set) and Oscar Night (where we recognize the "best" actors and actresses) I am bound to never see any of them again. I am walking away without any friends. It really would not be that big of a deal if I had some already, but I hardly do. I have people I see and talk to at school, but that is about it. I do not think many people in the cast can sympathize with that because they get out often. The people I have come out and said this to just seemed rather apathetic, they said the whole, "Aww, I'm sorry. You're my friend," deal, but I could tell there was very little there.

One girl took my number at the restaurant, but I have a feeling that was just in the spirit of everybody switching numbers about. If she ever calls, I shall be surprised. It is not likely I shall be home anyway, since I am so often at school until late at night. One might say, "Well, if you weren't at school, you could be out doing things." But I am at school because I never have anything else to do.

I am depressed because I find it almost hard to believe I can walk out of there without at least one friend. As "unique" and as much of an "individual" they have told me I am (one even told me that she kind of thinks of me as a "modern Jesus" o_O), how come they apparently do not care to try and see me more often? I have come to a firm conclusion that the lonliest people can be the nicest one can meet, but often the most broken. And it is these instances that support my conclusion.

I know at least one person is truly going to miss me, and that is the director. Before I left tonight I gave her a hug and she started crying a bit. I know that she knows I am very well her strongest male actor, which is why she would always give me the more difficult parts rather than the lead ones. Some of the girls have even said to me that she is going to miss me next year more than she is going to miss any of the senior girls, heh. Whether or not that is true, I do not know, but it is a nice thought.

On a semi-relative tangent, if I do not receive "Best Actor" at this year's Oscar Night, I am going to be pretty pissed off. I got the shaft last year, and it is a bit more understandable as I had not made as much of a name for myself by then. I am pretty much already expecting disappointment, but I still think there could be a chance. However, I think it is probably going to go to the same guy it did last year, and I know I am far better than he is at both singing and acting.

I have been in a bit of a rut ever since I started this ordeal, and now that it is over, I think I only to be found deeper in it.

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Friday, March 26, 2004



So this girl may not be as intelligent as I was gtiving her credit for. Not that there is anything wrong with that, I am quite relieved to say the least. It was a nice check of reality, being my perception of her was without a doubt a little embellished. How did I come to this revelation, you ask? Well, it is quite a simple story:

We met up with each other after our art classes 5th period (we do that every day now), and she brought up the fact I take Applied Design and was wondering what I thought of it, etc. She had taken it before and just wanted to know my general opinion. In my statement, I described it as "therapeutic." When I said that, she laughed a little bit saying, "Whoa, 'therapeutic', big word. Don't know what that means." A light bulb went off in my head at that moment. It was not so much the fact she did not know that one word, but the fact she added that it is a "big word," as in she is not accustomed to a more eloquent vocabulary. Before this incident I figured she could probably knock me out choice of words, but, alas, she is indeed human.

On a semi-similar tangent, I heard her cuss for the first time today, lol. It was rather interesting. I never saw her to be one that has such a habit, but perhaps she just does not do it often. We happened to cross each others' path on the way up to our classes after 6th period, and earlier the school had a fire drill which left us standing outside for a good twenty minutes or so; they rarely ever take that long. I inquired, tongue-in-cheek, what she thought of the fire drill. She completely broke her usual calm air, and just broke out saying, "It was so fucking stupid!" (as you can tell, we students are tired of dealing with fire drills). She said it light-heartedly, but it just jolted out there and caught me rather off guard. It was very interesting, indeed. My immediate internal repsonse was, "Holy crap!," lol.

As an end to this portion about her, she and our friend will be attending my play. Apparently our friend had said she would pay for the two them, but is currently lacking in funds. So, I paid for their tickets with what money I had left and told her she owes me. Opening night is today, March 26, 2004. They are coming tomorrow. I hope they enjoy it.


Our journalism staff finally sent out the magazine we were trying to get done. It is pretty damn good, if I say so myself (and I do say so). Apparently some past staff members visited the room, and the guy who was the big graphics person back when he worked on it liked a lot of my graphics and photo illustrations. So that was cool, good ego-boost for me.

The few people who are going to San Diego are leaving this upcoming week, and I am indeed to be left in charge. I can see me now, pulling out Nazi Germany and going dictator ... >.> Or maybe more along the lines of "benevolent dictator." I suspect a mutiny, none of them will listen to what I say. Oh well. I am going to try to get my stuff done before then so I can just pull out the fact I already have my work they will be needing to do, done.

When we finished tonight, our adviser said in his relief that today he is going to begin drilling on those members of staff who are just huge piles. So it should be an interesting day.


This Johnny Special K, 00:32 ... signing out.

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Monday, March 22, 2004



So it is, or was, Spring Break. Go figure I just figure that out today at the end of this so-called "vacation." I have not really done much except do more work for the school newspaper, which I am about finished with what I have to do for now. So that is good. We ended on a good note Saturday, and are unable to come in on Sundays. So if we can have another Saturday tomorrow, it should be good to go.

Currently we are working on our feature magazine, the Edge. It is supposed to go along with every issue, but we never had time to this year, and we really do not have any this time either. We are pushing for it this time, however. It is just difficult to do when you have a staff of around 14 or 15 people, and only 4 of them actually work. One of which is someone we borrowed from the yearbook staff and another is the adviser.

I love doing graphics for the journalism department, lol. I am pretty sure I am going to get the life beat out of me when we put this magazine out. The theme for it is Aristotle's 14 Emotions, one of which is hate (or as we call it, enmity). We have a story on racism, prejudice, etc. and out graphic/photo illustration is a guy in a Klan hood with an angry look in his eyes. Since I put it together, my name gets the byline, and thus I am going to get the beating, lol. However, that would be the ultimate compliment. It means we did it right.

This break I have not done much else except sit around the house and play my guitar, try to clean up my room, or watch movies. I have decided to take the frame and box matress out from under my spring matress and just sleep on the one matress on the floor. This way I shall not be tempted to stuff things under my bed.

I have watched three movies I had never seen before: "American History X," "Matchstick Men," and "Dickie Roberts: Former Child Star."

"American History X" was a really good movie ... I mean, really good. It was very impactful, and left me silent at the end. In fact, after it was done, I went into my room, layed down on my bed and fell asleep. It was only about 7:30 p.m.

"Matchstick Men" was pretty good; above average I suppose, but nothing grand. The acting was all very good, the characters were all believable, and the plot was held strong throughout the movie.

"Dickie Roberts: Former Child Star" was a lot better than I thought it would be. I never heard much of it when it was out in theaters, nor did I ever see a lot of previews for it, but it was actually pretty funny. Of course, it is a comedy, but there have been few comedies lately that have actually made me laugh out loud. David Spade is just excellent with what he can do sometimes, so it was nice to see something from him after a while.

As for my whole "relationship" situation, not much progress has been made. As I am sure I may have said before, we do not see each other often. On the bright side, however, she is allegedly coming to see my play with her friend that is kind of the "middle person" between us. I say "allegedly" because they have yet to buy tickets. I figured this out Wednesday after my art class. She waited for me near the door where I exit and talked to me a bit until we got down to the next floor where she would meet up with another friend of hers. One thing I definitely made sure I did was enunciate everything correctly, as I tend to trip over my words often, especially when confronted by someone I hold in such regard as her. I even split up my contractions at first, lol. Saying, "How are you?" instead of "How're you?," for example. Diction is good. She mentioned hearing I am in a play, and I confirmed the information. I asked if she was planning on seeing it, and she said she was going to try to. I am going to take that as a yes, and prepare for disappointment ... just in case.

We received our costumes for the play on Friday, opening night is this upcoming Friday. For those of you who have seen my costume from Cinderella, I feel like the Herald gone goth, lol. A lot of the components of the costume are the same, but it is all black aside from my shirt and collar. I have pants (which I actually think are a very dark blue instead of black), a white shirt with frilly flares at the end of each wrist, a black vest, a thick black coat to wear over it, and a white clergyman kind of collar. It is all very interesting. I often get Dracula comments, as well as someone saying I look like Dimmesdale from The Scarlet Letter. Rightfully so, we are both supposed to be of the clergy.

Some people from my newspaper staff leave for a competition in San Diego in about a week. Unfortunately, I am unable to go because I do not have the money for it. However, I was told by our Editor in Chief that I shall most likely be left in charge. *evil grin* Abuse of power? What is that? ... Kidding. ^_^ However, I shall probably become a bit more militant than usual. I doubt with our adviser and editor gone, that the rest of our staff will be so inclined to actually want to do work. I have no reservations what-so-ever about telling them flat out I think they are lazy pieces of crap. I have done it to a couple of them already when I see them just slacking off. For example, if I need to take photos of an indistinct part of a person for an illustration, I shall go up to them and say something like, "You want to make yourself useful for a second?" What is funny is that they actually go along with it. They do not even try to defend themselves. They know how much they suck.

The End.

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Sunday, March 14, 2004


Roll in the hay ...

So I called her, lol. I felt like such a loser, but oh well. I had to call her about 1,700 times, but I finally received an answer. The previous 1,699 times I just got the answering machine.

So someone picked up and I asked for her, and it was her that picked up. So I said 'Hi, this is John," and she replied "From the Register?" (my school newspaper for those who do not know), and I answer, "Yes, but that is not the reason I called." I then proceeded to explain why I called and apologize for unintentionally ignoring her in the hallway the other day, lol. I still feel like that is such a trite thing to go out of ones way to apologize for, but she seemed to appreciate it. So it turned out all right it seems. There was a little more small talk after that, and it ended with her saying, "I guess I'll see you Monday."

I sure hope so. ^_^


Right now I am continuing my search for a college. I swear I am (not) going to shoot myself in the face six times. I have been searching on and off for a long time. I have found a couple, but they only really seem to offer only a portion of what I want. That, and they are quite pricey. I see not point in spending so much money on a college that will not offer me what I want in return.

If I could find a college that has a good focus on both Graphic Design and Theater, with maybe a little bit of science on the side, I would be good to go. However, I have had no such luck.

Phooey.

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Saturday, March 13, 2004


Oracle

So many stories to tell, and so little time. Well, not too many stories, and I am sure I have plenty of time, but you get the idea.


So, love life update, as I am sure you are all so excited to hear me drone on about things:

Yesterday, Friday, during my first hour study hall I received a pass to go to the guidance office to talk about my college plans (or lack there of, in my case). The pass said "come when convenient," and I was really tired and just felt like sleeping some more, but I really had nothing better to do so I went anyway.

So I talked to the counselor about my interests and what I plan on pursuing and such. Oddly enough, there was a large black lab walking around the office, lol. Apparently it followed someone to school. They called the humane society and took into the office, I guess. It was such an awesome dog, though. It was very friendly.

After I finished, it was the end of the class period, so I grabbed my things and had to find my way to the classroom. However, we have renovations going on in our school so some area are blocked. I went up to the second floor, where my class is, and there was a large wall blocking my way from going anywhere other than back downstairs or up to the third floor. I chose to go up again.

So I went on up to the third floor and was just thinking of how ridiculous it was that I had to take such a detour, and I thought to myself, "You know, just because I have to take this obscene route, she and I are going to walk by each other." Lo' and behold, I was right. She came around a corner just as I was going around it. We glanced at each other, and my insides completely froze. All I could do was smile and keep walking, lol. I had to stop myself from bursting out in laughter because I predicted that event. It totally made my day.

It is rather amusing to think that if I took any other way to my class, that never would have happened. Not saying I believe in destiny, fate, or anything of that sort, but I am well aware about the power of choices.

Later that day, during my art class, I stopped what I was doing early enough to pack up my things and get ready to go since my following class is really far away. As I believe I have mentioned previously, that period we are in the same room, but not the same class. There are three classes going on in that room, and since I have nothing better to do right now I shall create a visual aid for you all.
Fifth Period Art Room

That it by no means an exact layout, but you get the idea. So when I finished packing up I just waited, facing the section of the room she is in being that it where the doors to get out are. She came within my line of sight a few times, which was nice. We made eye contact yet again, once, I do believe. Also, on the way down to my next class, I ended up behind her going down the stairs. I would have said something had she not been conversing with a friend.

Side Note: I would like to take this time to mention that switching from Mac to PC is rather irritating. We have Macs in the journalism room, so I am rather used to hitting Apple+(any key) when using keyboard shortcuts in Photoshop. So I was sitting here making that visual hitting Alt+(any key) instead of Ctrl. -__-; This also includes the fact I am used to working in CMYK color with higher DPI and other such aspects.

Anyway, later that day in journalism the person from the yearbook came up to be bearing rather depressing news. Apparently, this girl had greeted me at some point in the hallway, but I just continued walking. I do not remember doing this, but using my deductive skills, I am taking a guess it took place when we passed each other in the hallway earlier that day. I felt like a complete asshole ... >.>; I did not mean to ignore her. Chances are I did not hear her say anything, nor did I see her saying anything. So I shall have to apologize for that next time I get the chance, which will either be Monday or tomorrow if I feel like getting up the gumption to call her (I have her phone number from when I had to interview her). As of right now, I am considering calling her ... but chances are I shall chicken out. >.>; We shall see.


Anyway, the rest of my life is going all right, I suppose. I am just sitting here listening to the Cure while playing Solitaire ... I am such the poster child for depression, lol.

Interesting Quotes:
» "Anyone who sees and paints a sky green and fields blue ought to be sterilized." - Adolf Hitler
» "After enlightenment, the laundry." - Anonymous (Zen Proverb)
» "Do not give them something original, give them something they won't expect." - Me

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Friday, March 12, 2004


Briefly Brief

So it has been a couple days since my last entry and no comments. Weird. One would think someone would have come here and read something ... one would think.

She and I made eye contact for about one second today. It was pretty intense, lol. >.>; (too bad you will not know what I am talking about unless you read my previous entry, mweheh)


And that is your horoscope for today.

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Tuesday, March 9, 2004


'Do a little dance ...'

So here I am again. I just got back from seeing a special preview of Secret Window. It is not as intense as the previews may build it up to be. To make a long story short, it is a suspense thriller that does not take itself seriously. I would give it 3 out of 5. It accomplished what it was set out to do, but it was not anything grand. Now I just have to write a review for it.

Anyway, a bit of an update on this whole "friend trying to 'hook me up' with other friend" deal. My friend, we shall call her Jane, told this other girl today that I think she is "cute." (I, myself, did not use those words, but I never asked Jane to tell her anything to begin with). She said she was rather excited, and even went so far as to "do a little dance," which Jane said she was not actually supposed to tell me she did. >.> That is all right though, the whole dance thing made my day. The fact an actual physical reaction was provoked shows she might actually care about the situation, as opposed to just saying, "That's cool," or whatever. I believe, however, that this girl and I are entirely to shy to ever say anything to each other, lol.

'Jane' told her about me fourth period today, and I have a class in the same room as her (not the same class, though) fifth period. She did not seem to be acting any different, so I was not even aware that she knew. So I am not sure what to make of the situation, and do not plan on thinking much of it right now.

'Jane' is pestering me about it a bit, heh. I do not know whether or not she wants something from me, or if she is just teasing, but whatever.


All right, I have homework to do now. Until next time ...

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I suppose I could go into a little more detail about my opinions of this girl. Frankly, I am a little intimidated by her, heh. She does not have an uneasy appearance or anything like that, but she seems a bit out of my league in education.

When I had to look up her class schedule so I knew when I would have a chance to interview her for a story I was doing for the newspaper, I remember seeing a lot of Honors classes and an Advanced Placement one. o_O I have one Honors class, Newspaper Production. However, that class is pretty much Honors without even being Honors. The only difference is I have to write a report on any aspect of journalism each quarter. I have not done any of them and I still have a 1 (equivalent to an A) in the class, lol.

Anyway, so she is obviously well-informed, and I feel as though I would have nothing to offer. Although I believe it is the fact she comes off as an intelligent person that strikes my interest. I dated a person once who was involved with several Honors classes, and we both agree that of any relationship we have been in, we have been each other's best. So either I am smarter than I give myself credit for (being that intelligence can be fairly subjective), or there is simply something else to me that someone of such stature could find intriguing and worthwhile.

I mean, I have pretty low grades in a lot of my classes, but it is not because I do not know the material, I just have not turned a lot of things in. I passed my Sociology mid-term with 100%, yet I have a 4 in that class.

So I do not know what it is, and that is that.

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Sunday, March 7, 2004


From beyond the grave.

There is so little holding me to actually want to be online these days. The main thing that did has not acknowledged me in some time, so I am not sure what to think about that.

Things are going all right over here. Still no job, I do not even have time for one since I am always at school working on the newspaper; Mondays through Fridays, and Saturday morning/early afternoon. Sunday is the only dayI really have off. It is usually some fun times though, we can get pretty goofy sometimes ... and that was probably the biggest understatement one could ever make, heh.

We are trying to put out three different publications in the span of about a month. o-O A newspaper, the Register; a feature magazine, the Edge; and a literary magazine, Static. My title on the newspaper has now moved to Visuals Editor as from my previous status asjust a reporter, so that is cool.


My sister has broken our mouse. It barely works, I am rather angry about that ...

I am taken away from the computer, and when I come back to it for a bit it is noticeably slower and the mouse is broken ... what does that tell you?


One plus to working on the newspaper is I get to see movies for free when we get press passes for them. I am supposed to review 'The Secret Window' when it comes out.


It is pretty lonely over here aside from all my work with the staff. I think a person from the yearbook staff is trying to "hook me up" with a friend of hers, lol. So this should be interesting. I know who she is, I interviewed her for a story once. Apparently she thinks I am "cute," "hot," and/or "gorgeous." I have heard any one of those three from two people that know her. Whether or not she actually used those words is unknown to me, but oh well. She is pretty, but I do not know much else about her, heh. She is into art and is democratic, that is about it. So we shall see how this goes.


Oh, and by the way, for those of you who may not know, centrifugal force does not exist. My physics teacher and I debated this the other day, because I was ignorant of this truth. I was inspired. I want to start a cult or something to inform the world of this scientific falsehood.

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