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Name: BOY
Country: United States
State: Vermont
Gender: Male
Interests: fencing, lighting, general mucking about.
Expertise: none to speak of.
Occupation: Other
Industry: Other
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Member Since:
11/12/2003
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| currently listening to Jack Johnson: brushfire fairytales. its' kinda funny, sometimes i really like this album, and sometimes i really can't stand it. anyway, i'm currently doing alot of my late homework, and recouperating from having 5% of my lung collapse. while not horrible, and i definately will survive, it was a little scary. and i can now no longer practice or compete in fridays track meet. fuckin-A! oh well, i'll get better. then i'll be stronger and faster than ever before! just like christopher reeves. oops, did i really type that. speaking of christopher reeves there is one of lifes horrible ironies. man plays superman, man falls off horse, man who played superman now can only move neck. i think i was about eight years old when it happened and i asked mom why this guy being paralyzed was such a big deal when it had happened to thousands of other people. she answered "because he's famous honey." but i have to say, that man is the cause or should be the cause of much insiration. he has continued to work hard to walk /move again and seems to have taken it all in stride. oops. that was unintentional.
-BW | | |
| it's been a long time since i've even glanced at this thing. i don't really think it's even worth it anymore, although lolita has somewhat inspired me to write some more. speaking of lolita...i had a wonderful lunch time drive with her. cke in a can and unfocused eyes seemed to be the measure of the day, followed towards the end with quite possibly the most awkward situation i have ever put my self in. lolita knows what i'm talking about. ahh what a day. i guess i'll go pillage till my glands are full or whatever. | | |
| the senior play, was excellent. everyone did really well, with some minor goofing off on the last night. i'm a little perturbed at Seamstress for her "Schhhhtiff upper lip" but for more of a personal reason than anything else. SpeedyGonzalez was there with his family, and i knew it was important to him for them to come see the play, so i wanted it to go as super-duper as it did on saturday. but they still enjoyed it, and boy's will be boys, and girls will be girls, and seniors will goof off on the last night of the play right? besides, i do have to admit that it was pretty amusing, along with the addition that the boys put into their fight scene. so....without much furthur ado......
I GOT INTO COLLEGE!!!!!!
I just got accepted to Ithaca's Design Tech programand SUNY Purchase's design tech program for lighting design. i'm fucking stoked. | | |
| ahhhh.... yet another lovely day in this fucked up world. Lolita is rather pissed off at me and i can't blame her. however, in her haste to yell and bitch to the world, she has only heard what she wants to hear. i did make some mistakes by actually letting my gaurd down for a minute or ten. i told her how i was feeling. that i wanted to kiss her. this has proven to be a huge mistake. i accept full blame for being an ass. however, i can not be held accountable for what she chooses to hear and what she chooses not to hear. i do love her but she doesn't want to hear that. i starting to think that the only way this is going to be resolved is if we go our seperate ways. this is the last thing i want in fact, nothing could be farther from what i want. i want to be able to hang out with her, i want to be able talk to her, and to go bowling, and take walks and do the things that friends do. i don't know if we'll ever be able to do that. i'm beginning to see the truth of things. we'll see where that takes me. we'll see what happens in this fucked up drama called life. because lord knows it wouldn't be fun if it weren't dramatic now would it.
on a side note, i've decided that people suck, and that i'm at a point in my life right now where, while not contemplating suicide, i wouldn't be overly concerned if i got hit by a mack truck or some other large vehicle.
it's really a funny thing to start thinking of yourself as an asshole. maybe i've been hanging around justin too much. | | |
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