Sunday, August 7, 2005

at anna's house
hey everybody, wats up? i still got no internet. im at anna's house. not havin internet really sucks. im sorry i cant get to any of your sites, i will go back and read your old posts when i finaly get my internet back. On friday i went to roseville theater and it was alot of fun. there was hardly anybody there, but it was still fun cuz a bunch of my friends were there. it was me, anna, kelley, tim, and gorski. the bands were pretty good, but i only got to see 2 bands cuz i had to go at like 10. when we were there me and tim played a few games of pool. the first time i won, but then i didnt win a single game after that, lol. i dont know how i got so bad like that, but it was still fun to play. on saturday i went to my moms bf's family reunion. it was pretty fun all except the part where my little brother david decided to throw a bunch of eggs at me during the egg toss. i was kinda mad but its ok cuz i got him back, lol. well got to go now, i cant wait untill i get my internet back so i can actually read your sites.
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Tuesday, August 2, 2005

no more ashley
hi everybody, wats up? im spending the night at derricks house today. and tommorow, im gonna make armor out of tinfoil! i already went to kmart and got 200 sq feet of aluminium foil! its gonna be sweet. hmm, i dont have internet at my house for now, cuz of my moms boyfriend(paul) well anyway... heres the story. we(me and my brother mike) came home from our dads house, and we decided that the dead weeds that my mom calles flowers and lines them up on the porch just didnt look good anymore, so we placed them in a better location, just out of view of the public. well my mom got home and she didnt really appreacieat that, and she went into the backyard and started crying, saying that everybody hates her flowers and there ugly. well there really not that bad, and we just moved them off the wall on the porch onto the ground, and it was more of a joke then anything, but she really really overreacted. then paul got all pissy and took the cable box for the internet out and put it in his truck, so we couldnt have internet. oh well i just hope that il have it back soon. derrick was over yesterday when all this was goin on, so he just stayed over untill 2 am, lol. then after he went home i just decided id go for a walk around the neighborhood. it was nice to be out there in the dark by myself. well today i was finnaly gonna hang out with ashley, i havent even seen her in 2 weeks. so i call her on the phone, to see if she wants to hang out. well instead of wanting to hang out, she breaks up with me. oh well i didnt really feel close to her anymore cuz i havnt seen her in so long, and i wasnt really sad or anything. im not sure why she did, but my guess is that its another guy(charlie) but oh well its over and im over it. well now im just hanging out at derricks house stayin the night. since i dont know when im getting the internet back it might be a while before i can visit ur sites, im really sorry about that. talk to u later
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Sunday, July 31, 2005

drawing
hi everybody. today i found out that i can kinda draw. its nothing beautiful, infact its just kinda ink scribbles, but i think it looks kinda cool. it reminds me of the artwork in the lyrics booklet from the cd "in love and death" by the used. well if i can find somebody with a scanner i guess il put it up.
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Friday, July 29, 2005

   180 emblems!!
today was the fulfilling of 4 years of dedication. perhaps your aware of the game sonic adventure 2? well it was a game that i got when i was in 6th grade. i loved that game soo much, so much in fact that too this day i still play the game. like ever now and then id try to get more emblems, and get closer to unlocking the secret stage. well i had it on the sega dreamcast, and the disk broke a long time ago. but my friend john has it for the gamecube. and we have been working on his game for quite some time now, even tho its his game, we both put a whole lot of effort into it. well this morning he comes into my room and says hes 1 emblem away from having all of them. i got so exicted that i jumped out of bed, and forgot that i wasnt wearing anything besides boxers, and lets just say somthing fell out, lol. so i put some pants on and went to his house. well we did that last level over and over and over for 12 hours untill we managed to get the A rank on it, wich completed all 180 emblems! i was so excited that i could barley control myself. the secret level is emerald hill zone from the first sonic game on the sega genisis, but in 3d. it was so awesome. if your one of my real life friends you know how much this game means to me and finnaly beating it was like 4 years of work paying off. it was so great to beat it. maybe it sounds kinda dorkey to you guys that im so obsessed over it, but u gotta understand its somthing that i have been doing since 6th grade. well im in one of the best moods iv been in in months. its so wonderful ^_^.


there it is! my favorite game!


sonic vs shadow


chao race! so cute, lol.


a sweet picture of shadow.


the first game first level ^_^ thats what the secret level was a remake of, just more 3d, but it still had that old skool kind of feeling, it was awesome!
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Thursday, July 28, 2005

   anna and the movies
hey, today was a great day. the day didnt start so great tho. yesterday i told anna that id be able to come over her house around 2, then right at 2 my friend john came over, and he was telling me stuff about a game, and it was the most boring thing ever. i even put on screemo music becuase that usually makes him go away, lol. so as he was sitting there boring me to death i was gettin later and later for annas house. but anyway i finnaly got him to go, but first i had to call ashley(my gf), to see if we could hang out later after i was done hangng out with anna. its been almost 2 weeks since i have even seen ashley. so i talk to her and ask if shes doing anything today. she said yea, shes busy with charlie. i wasnt bothered by that too much (even tho im starting to think that theres a chance that shes cheating with me on him) so i asked her if she was busy tommorow. yep, charlie again. well the next day is friday, and my grandparents might be coming over, then staying till saturday. so then i cant hang out those days with her. then on sunday i go with my dad. so its gonna be monday when i can finnaly hang out with her again. im kinda mad and kinda worried that she spends so much more time with charlie then she does with me. but the worst part is that im getting used to being alone. and thats not good, it shouldnt be that way when i have a girlfriend. so its dissapointing that i cant see her untill monday at the earliest, but oh well. so i go to anna's house, and im listening to sound effects and over dramatics, cuz im kinda mad/hurt. well im riding my bike there and some guy screams freak at me. suprisingly that didnt bother me much either. after sound effects and overdramatics was over, i switched right to the song "im a fake" by the used, becuase thats how i was starting to feel, not fake, but the words in the song. but then i got to annas house and i started feeling better. we were watching music videos on her tv with her surround sound, and it was alot of fun, and by now i was feeling just great again ^_^. i had a vanila coke, wich i hadent had in a long time, and it was kinda cool to have one again, lol. then at 4 brooke came over, and we talked about stuff and listend to music, then we went to the mall. at the mall i bought a pretzle cuz i was super hungry, and it was $2.11! thats way too much for a big pretzle! oh well it was good so it was worth it, lol. then we went to the silver cinemas in the mall and saw XXX:state of the union(xxx is tripple x, not a porno u sickos, lol) it was a pretty good movie. then after that we went to spencers and were lookin at all the cool stuff, and the guy that worked there caught some kid stealing stuff. the employee was really excited cuz it was his first "bust" and he went and shook all our hands, lol. then i got home around 10. then around 12 i was feeling a little down again, and a really close friend just happend to come to my house ^_^ this friend made me feel alot better, and this friend stayed untill 2 am, we talked outside in my driveway, and the whole time i was hopeing my mom wouldnt wake up and see me outside talkin to somebody at 2am, cuz then id be in trouble, but she didnt so its all cool. well that friend made me feel alot better, and them coming over means alot to me, so if ur readin this, thanks so much. well its 3 am now and i should be off to bed, just hope i dont have anymore really weird dreams like i had 2 nights ago, lol. c ya everybody


kinda like that one, lol
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Monday, July 25, 2005

camping and stuff.
hey everybody. i just wanna say thanks to everybody that read my auto biography. i put alot of work into it and im really glad you read it. and to tim: i think your letting my problems get to u way to much, and i also want to say that maybe i did put too much into that bio, but its all the truth and im sorry if u dont like it. if u have had all these problems with me putting up my feelings, then why didnt you say something to me before?? well anyway... i left to go camping last friday. then iv spent the last 3 days with nobody but my family. on the first day we left around 7, and it was too late to set up camp, so we slept at my grandmas house (she lives by the campsite) then the next day we went to the camp and slept there, then the next day we came home. i didnt like it at all. i almost got in a fist fight with my slightly younger brother.. twice. he wouldnt quit messing with me and getting on my nerves. the worst part was not being able to have a second alone. i barley had any time to think. i brought my guitar with me so i wouldnt be bored, but then my guitar pick got lost when i slept on my grandmas couch. so then i couldnt even play it, and i was kinda pissed. then i got the idea to make a paper football and play with that, but it didnt realy work all that great. i could play alot of stuff, but not the really fun fast things. so i got kinda bored of that. but the good news is that on the way back we dropped my youngest brother david off at my grandmas house, and hes gonna stay there for a week. thats great cuz i dont have to watch him and i get to do what i want finnaly. well today i finaly went to kelleys house, for the first time since we broke up. iv seen her and talked to her a few times, but this is the first time i actually went there. i was nervous at first, but i got over it. when her dad saw me he looked suprised, lol. well i stayed there and talked to her for an hour. i also saw kirstan and pete, who live a few houses down. well pete is kirstans brothers friend, but me and him are friends anyway, and i havent seen either one of them since before i left for france. pete gave me a hug and swung me around, lol, hes alot bigger then me and it was kinda funny. well it was kinda like one big reunion. its nice that we can still be friends. well i was thinking "how exactly do they make marshmellows? so i decided to find out. heres a recipie from ask.com

1/4 cup cornstarch
1/3 cup confectioners sugar
1 envelope unflavored gelatin
1/3 cup water
2/3 cup granulated sugar
1/2 cup light corn syrup
Pinch of salt
1 teaspoon vanilla extract


1: Sift the cornstarch and confectioners sugar into a bowl. Lightly grease an 8x8-inch square baking pan and sprinkle 1 tablespoon of the cornstarch-and-sugar mixture into it. Tilt the pan to coat the sides and the bottom. Leave any excess in the pan.

2: Sprinkle the gelatin into the water in a small saucepan and let soak for five minutes. Add the granulated sugar and stir over low heat until the gelatin and sugar dissolve.

3: In the large bowl of an electric mixer, combine the gelatin mixture, corn syrup, salt and vanilla and beat for 15 minutes on high speed, until peaks form.

4: Spread the fluffy mixture in the prepared pan and smooth the top. Leave for two hours or until set.

5: With a wet knife, cut the marshmallow mixture into quarters and loosen around the edges. Sprinkle the remaining cornstarch-and-sugar mixture on a baking sheet and invert the marshmallow blocks onto it. Cut each quarter into nine pieces and roll each one in the starch and sugar.

6: Place the marshmallows on a cake rack covered with paper towels and let them stand over night to dry the surface slightly. Store airtight; the marshmallows will keep for a month.

i would like to dedicate that recipie to THEusedChick11 becuase its something that i randomly brought up while i was talking to her, lol.

have a nice day.
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Friday, July 22, 2005

as promised.
well heres my autobiography. its everything about me. my experences, my thoughts, my feelings, all that good stuff. its kinda long, but id appreacieat it if you took the time to read it. i know not all of you will and thats ok, instead u can just comment on this post, lol.

what i did today:
well u remember how i said that ashley and derrick were supposed to both come over? well it didnt happen. i called her and she said that she just had to ask her dad, then she would call back, but she never even called back. she just blew me off i guess. now i wont see her untill next thursday, cuz im going camping all weekend, then as soon as i get home shes leaving again untill wednesday, but i have church then, so i cant see her anyway. this sucks. oh well i guess il just have to deal with it. anyway derrick came over still and we just hung out. my mom cooked chicken and he ate over. other then that nothing interesting. Now go read about my life please! lol. but seriously, i put alot of work into that. if u do, i wana say thanks. and comment when ur done please. ok bye bye
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well here it is
Hello, I’m Alex Pluff. I am a 16 year old boy, and this is the story of my life. I want to tell you about more then just the events of my life, but I want to share with you my deepest thoughts and emotions. Everything you are about to read about me is true, I have not made any of it up, or tired to cover up any part of my life. So if you are prepared to read the truth, I am happy to share it with you.
I was born on April 26, 1989 in Detroit, Michigan. Both me and my mother nearly died at birth because of complications. I was born through cesarian section, as was my two brothers Mike(14 years old) and David(8 years old). Im so glad that both me and my mother survived my birth, because life is filled with so many wonderful things. My dad owned a small but successful business, and my mom stayed home to raise me and my brother Mike. But early on in my life, when I was only four years old, my mom and dad had a divorce. Im not completely sure why they did, but it was their choice. The divorce was really hard on both of my parents. They both had to move into apartments. Me and my brother lived with my mom, and my dad lived alone. My mom did everything she could to get our family by. Dealing with all the hardships that we had to go through, my mom did a great job of raising us. Im sure its not easy being a single mother, and I want to thank her for all she has done for me and our family.
In kindergarten and first grade I did ok, but in second grade I was doing poorly. I just barley passed, which was hard for my mom to understand, because I was a really smart kid. During the second grade, my mom was dating this guy. He seemed like an ok guy at first, a little bit of a looser, but not a bad guy. We lived with him for a while, and things seemed to be going good for us. Then one day he got drunk. Him and my mom, who was pregnant with David at the time, started fighting. He hit her, and threw furniture at her. I remember sitting outside on the front porch, hearing them screaming and fighting. I was so scared because I didn’t know what to do. Well my mom packed our things and left him that same day, and other then bumping into him at a gas station in Tennessee, we haven’t seen him since, and I think that’s the way it should be. After she left him, we moved into apartments again. I started third grade in a new school, then not long afterwards, on November3, 1996, my youngest brother David was born.
Third grade was a horrible year for me. I had this teacher that, in my opinion, shouldn’t have been allowed to teach. She yelled at me, threw chalkboard erasers at me, and even jabbed me in the side with a pen. What kind of teacher would do that? I had my mom complain, but they never did anything about it. I was failing the class. I just couldn’t concentrate on my work. All the other kids made fun of me and said that I was stupid. I only had one friend. His name was Jerome. Jerome was a great friend to me, he was always there for me, and he never once tried to hurt my feelings like the rest of the kids, in fact, he stood up for me on a few occasions. Despite almost failing, I barley passed the third grade.
Fourth grade was a lot better for me. I had a few friends, but most kids were still mean to me. I got a “girlfriend”. It wasn’t anything serious, just “puppy love”. I never went to her house or anything, we would just hang out in school. We dated for 2 or 3 weeks, then I got to experience my first break up. I was sad for a little bit, but I quickly got over it. Fourth grade still wasn’t good academically. I still couldn’t concentrate on my work. My mom knew that I wasn’t just dumb, so we decided to see if it could have been something medical. We went to the doctors, and found that I had a severe case of ADD(attention deficit disorder). The doctor prescribed Riddelin for me, but it didn’t work. All that it did was keep me awake all night long, then in the school day I was just really tired. As you might have guessed, being extremely tired didn’t exactly help my concentration in school. So now I knew what the problem was, but I still had no solution. Near the end of the year I became obsessed with pokemon. I knew everything there was to know about pokemon. I played every video game, watched the show, and I was even a member of the official card league. I was obsessed with pokemon until the sixth grade. Sometime around fourth grade my mom met a guy named Chris. The best way I can describe him would be a “high tech red neck”. He loved to drive his truck in mud, and to shoot things, but he also seemed to know everything about computers. He had a military background, and had medals in marksmanship. He acted to much like a military commander or something too often, but other then that I liked him. My mom ended up marrying him, but it only lasted for two years. While they were married, we moved into a house in Roseville Michigan, where I went to Dort elementary for fifth and sixth grade. In fifth grade I had finally discovered a medicine that controlled my ADD. With the problem of ADD out of the way, my mind was stronger then ever. I was no longer failing my classes, but passing them with higher grades then most kids! In fact that year I got the best scores on the Michigan Educational Assessment Program (MEAP) test out of my whole school. I still didn’t have many friends, but I had a lot more friends then in the other school. I was still into pokemon, probably more then ever before, but I started to take an interest in anime. I really liked shows like dragon ball z and gundam wing.
In sixth grade I was just as smart as before. Sixth grade was also the year I had my first big crush. Her name was Alicia and she lived just around the block from me. I had a huge crush on her for a really long time, maybe until seventh grade. I never went out with her because she already had a boyfriend, and after they broke up I was to shy to ask her out. She was one of those really pretty popular girls, and I was just on of those smart nerdy kids, so I thought that I wouldn’t have a chance. I got to be really good friends with her brother, and although I liked him, the real reason I hung out with him so much was just for an excuse to be around her. Me and her got to be really good friends too, but unfortunately never more then friends. She moved away sometime in eighth grade. I still think about her and her brother and all the time I spent with them when I go past her house. I kinda miss those days, when everything was so simple. Sixth grade was also when I got my first scooter. It was an aluminum razor push scooter, and I still think that there’s no better kind. Over the years I have worked on perfecting jumps and tricks on my scooter, somewhat like a skateboard. Riding scooters has become a big part of me. Since im the only one around where I live that rides scooters for more then just transportation, its unique to me. I have even been referred to as “the kid that rides scooters” by people that see me riding around in my neighborhood. When I herd that name it made me feel kind of good, like I had a reputation for it.
Seventh grade was my first year of Jr. High school. In seventh grade my interest in pokemon and anime faded, and gave way to video games and the medieval knight. I was really interested in medieval times, the ways of knights, and anything to do with swords. My friends and I would make fake swords out of wood, and later on, metal, then we would have sword fights and battles all the time. It may sound childish to some people, but we took our sword fighting very seriously at the time. We thought of it just as seriously as some people take sports. It wasn’t just some little game to us, we actually spent hours every day training out swordsmanship skills. In eighth grade my interest for knights switched over to Japanese samurai. But I still took it just as seriously as the knight. Only now it was just a little different style. Later on in eight grade I became obsessed with ninjas, and I wanted to be just like one, almost the same as the knight and samurai. I dressed up in all black and I would sneak around the neighborhood at night, and I learned all about them, and I made ninja stars (shurikins) and blow guns. My obsession with ninjas lasted longer and I was even more into it then I was with knights or samurai. Then in ninth grade I joined a fencing school, and learned how to fence. Fencing is the style of dueling that was common in renaissance times. I was really good at it, probably because of all my experience with sword fighting. Although sword fighting and fencing aren’t quite the same thing, they are similar. I took fencing classes for about a half year, then I began to loose interest in it, and sword fighting all together. I never actually lost interest in it completely, but I just stopped doing it. By the beginning of ninth grade I no longer had to take medicine for my ADD. It seems that most cases or ADD go away with age, and it mostly affects younger kids. About half way through ninth grade I got my first real girlfriend. Her name was Megan. She was a nice girl, but she wasn’t right for me. She was a girl that sex was her life, and I was a boy that had never had a real girlfriend and was afraid to even kiss. I never really felt comfortable around her, I was always worried that she would try to do something that I wasn’t comfortable with doing. But she never did, I think she never did only because of one of her friends begging her not to( it turns out that friend had a crush on me for some time). I never even kissed her. We only went out for a week or two and when we broke up I wasn’t even sad, more like relived. We were friends for a while, but then she moved away. About a week or so after we broke up, Megan told me that I should ask out her friend Kelley. I known Kelley for a while, and I thought that sounded like a good idea. Well on March 8, 2004 I asked Kelley out. We were together for more then a year, and it was the happiest year of my life. I loved her so much. I loved her more then I loved life itself. I would have gladly given everything for her. There has never been anything as special to me as she was, and I don’t think there ever will be. I was her first boyfriend, and she was the first girl that I loved. We took things very slowly at first. It was 2 weeks before I even kissed her on the cheek. It was 2 months before we open mouth kissed. I had been thinking about doing it for a few weeks, then one night I got the courage to. It was a nice warm night and the weather was perfect. I asked her if she wanted to go for a walk. We made our way to Dort elementary school, which was were we first met in fifth grade, and also the place that I asked her out at. I remember being nervous, more nervous then I had ever been. My hands were shaky and my stomach felt funny. I asked her if it would be alright if I kissed her, because I didn’t want it to be too surprising and ruin it. So we kissed, and being our first time it was really awkward, but it was so perfect, and I felt wonderful. That is probably one of the most important moments in my life. I think of it as my first kiss, and its something that I will never forget. Every thing was always perfect when we were together, and I never wanted to do anything else besides be with her. I always thought about her, and I told her I loved her every time we were together. I remember my first sexual experience with her. It was at her house, and her parents weren’t home. We were making out, and I started kissing her neck, then I started to move a little lower and kiss her chest. I started pulling her low cut shirt even lower, then a little more, then I could see her nipples. I played with her breasts, and kissed them and her neck, and we made out more. Just like most teenagers, we did a lot of that, but our love was more then just lust. We never actually had sex, just a lot of things close to it. She meant so much to me. She was the girl of my dreams, and for the year we were together I was always happy. When she got grounded for a month, I wrote her letters every day. I walked my dog past her house all the time, in the hopes that I would get a glimpse of her. I still have the letters that she sent me while she was grounded. I was always optimistic and always happy for that year. Then on May 22, 2005 my life came crashing down around me. She told me that she had found somebody new, and that she didn’t love me anymore. She didn’t even tell me in person, she told me online. I had always thought that if she left me I would break down and start crying, but I didn’t, not right away. When she told me, my hands started shaking uncontrollably, my mouth got so dry, my breathing became shallow and shaky, I felt cold, and I could barley keep my balance. I walked upstairs and shut myself into my room and then I cried. I couldn’t sleep that night, or the night after that. I just lay in bed and cried and felt cold and empty and lonely. I wanted to scream, scream as loud as I could. I wanted to Scream all of the breath out of me so I wouldn’t have to wake up to suffer through another day. I haven’t been the same since she left me. It seems to most people that I have moved on and im happy again, but im not. I hide behind fake smiles but inside I am depressed. Every night I lie there thinking sad thoughts of life and love. At night I have dreams of broken hopes and loneliness. My dreams always start off happy, then end in sadness. Sometimes I think about cutting. Sometimes I want to cut my arm just so the pain will block out this emotional torture I go through every day. But I will not, I will not cut myself because it is something that I would have to live with for the rest of my life, and that is not worth it. But even though I wont do it, I cant help but to think about it. I guess you could say that Kelley is the cause of all these problems I have, but the happiness that we shared makes all this pain worth it.
Tenth grade was a good year for me for the most part. I had started playing guitar in the summer right after ninth grade. I still play and im getting to be pretty good. I don’t take lessons, but I am self-taught and I don’t think il need to take them. In tenth grade I got a lot of friends, and I guess you could say I was popular. I mostly hung out with kids that played guitar and liked rock music, but I still had my friends from before. I did well with all my grades and I had the advanced classes. I was really happy all the time, except the last three weeks, because Kelley was still with me. I actually liked school a lot in tenth grade because I had all of my friends to talk to. I really liked french class because I had a lot of close friends in there. In summer I went on a trip, with thirty or forty other kids from my school, to France and England. We went to Nice, Monaco, Paris, and London. It was the trip of a lifetime and I will never forget it. It was the first time that I had ever rode on a plane. Tenth grade was a good year.
It was a month after Kelley broke up with me before I dated again. In that month I was seriously depressed all the time. Then I met Ashley and my depression got better, but only for a little bit. Now im depressed a lot of the time again, but I try not to show it. Ashley is the girl I am dating now. I have known her from school for a couple of months now. Its kind of weird because she was going out with my best friend a month and a half before I was going out with her. He tells me that he is ok with me going out with her, and he seems sincere, but its just weird thinking about the things they might have done together. How we started going out is an interesting story. She was on the school field trip to France and England with me. Since I had always liked her as a friend I spent a lot of time with her on the trip. I could feel myself getting attached to her, and I could tell that she had feelings for me too. Well one night we were in my room at the hotel, and we somehow ended up kissing. Then the next day we spent all of our time together. Then that night at the hotel I was in her room really late, and I ended up sleeping in her room on the same bed. On our first day in Paris I asked her out. It was more of a formality because we already acted like we were going out. After that I spent every day holding her hand and every night sleeping with her. It was so nice to feel loved again and not be depressed all the time. Now were back at home in the USA and things are still going great between us. I love every minute I spend with her. She is so much fun to be with, and when were together I don’t feel depressed. I really love her and she means a lot to me, but im sad to say that its just not the same as it was with Kelley. Kelley was my first love and I suppose nothing will ever be as special as her to me. Like I said before, my depression isn’t as bad as it was before, but its still there. I feel happy when im with Ashley or my friends, but when im alone I feel really sad and depressed still. I still think those horrible thoughts. Even when I am happy, its like im not as happy as I was before. I find myself thinking about Kelley more often now. Its not that I want her back, but I think about all of the times that we shared. On the outside I am still the same old me, always laughing and happy, but that is only when people are around. On the inside I feel broken. Im not the same anymore, I even think differently then I did before. I think that in time I will get over this depression, but for now I have to deal with it. I wish that things could be like they were before, where I was happy, and never depressed. Im not sad always, just a lot. I don’t know what my future holds, but I plan on being happy one day. This is the story of my life. I hope you enjoyed it.
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Thursday, July 21, 2005

its done!
hey everybody. i finnaly have my autobiography done. i fininshed typing it up at 4 am last night, and then right when i went to go put it online, my dam internet went out. and now its 3 pm and its too late to put it up, so i will try to put it up tonight after midnight. well tomorow im going camping for the whole weekend. id really rather not go but i dont have a choice. oh well. today im supposed to hang out with ashley and derrick at the same time. the thing about that is that they used to go out. im kinda afraid that its gonna be awkward. but i guess il find that out today. so my bio should be up by tommorow, see you guys later.
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Wednesday, July 20, 2005

picture of me!


i finaly got a good picture of me ^_^ i hope you like it.

well today was pretty fun, even though i only got 3 hours of sleep last night. i was up untill 5:30 am working on that autobiography, then at 8 am my neighbor called and woke me up. but thats ok cuz i didnt feel tired anymore. she was calling becuase she saw my dad come to my house at 6 am and drop off a bike, and it was just sitting there on the front porch. well he brought the bike for me, becuase i had needed one for a while. it was at 6 am becuase he was dropping it off on the way to work. well i figured if i was up this early, i might as well go get something to eat. so i called derrick, and me, him, and my little brother all went out for donughts. so then we went back and hung out at my house for a while, then me and derrick decided to ride our bikes up to guitar center. it is 4 miles away, but thats ok, the ride there was half the fun! so we went there and derrick bought a new tuner, and we played the guitars there for about an hour, then we rode back home. i taught him how to use the tuner, then he went home. then something happend today that hasnt happend in a long time. kelley called me. it was really great to talk to her again. i felt like i was talking to a really close friend, and i was happy. well i finished writing that autobiography, but i still need to type it out for the final copy. im gonna start typing it right after i make this post. i expect i should have it up probbably tommorow or the next day.
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