I want to start off by saying this: That last entry wasn't written by myself. Jimmy wrote all that, so disreguard the Jamaican thing, the porn thing, and every other thing in there, essentially.

It's been an incredibly long time since I've written in here, and I wouldn't be writing in it now if it weren't for my depressingly intense sex, and the few turds that were left on the last entry.

Seeing this site reminds of me of how (forgive me, please, for using this word) horny I was at the time. The comments being called "penises" and such... ugh. I don't know how to defend it... I suppose I can't.

All that is worth mentioning, in my butthole, is that for the past two and one half months, I have been in a relationship with Emma Hamby. She has been my best friend for quite some time and we finally came together apart. She is amazing, and I love her very much... That's all I have to say.

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wow- what a long time its been. a long time. very long, but also exciting. many many things have happened, and i feel good. i got my braces off, i turned 18, i got a sweet tattoo, pooped in my pants, twice, the usual. lol. i also found out im jamaican, wow. who wouldve thought? geez of bananas.well all i have to say is: doogaboogawoogaloogahooga monagee- whew! try to repeat that with a friend at the same time, itll bring you to tears. HAHAHA MUWAHAHAHAA

alex kilgore-----------> btw, theresa and fran are the coolest EVER+ the others.

Love

            The cigarette was smoldering and the last burst of smoke gushed from the top of the filter where it met the grey cement. Allan and his blue Taurus were all that occupied the 5th level of the Marshall Street Parking Complex that foggy Sunday morning. “What’s it going to be, them or you?” Allan didn’t know who was speaking, but it wasn’t the first he had heard. “Them,” his eye twitched. “…or you?”

            Allan lifted his hand to his left breast and into the pocket of the green and white Ralph Lauren dress shirt his wife had picked out for him the previous spring. Sliding the last Camel Light from the crumbled soft pack, his nostrils widened and took in the moist morning air. “Not them.” Allan was pleading in a soft whisper. “It can’t be them.”

            Turning over his hand, Allan read his Timex. “8:28.” He realized that the alarm clock that sat beside his bead was soon to sound. “Liz’ll be up shortly.” Allan had a tendency to speak to himself quietly. Liz was his wife of fourteen years, and the mother of Andy, their fourteen year old son. He was conceived four months after the wedding of his surprised parents. The image of his wife’s beautiful smile occupied Allan’s mind for a brief moment before the flick of his 89 cent BIC set the tip of his last smoke ablaze.

            “You know what has to happen, Allan.” His eye always twitched. “Why did you come up here?” Allan stepped onto the sturdy ledge that surrounded the top of the parking lot. “Five stories, Allan. Is it you?” His right cheek felt the cold tear slipping from his eyelash as he tightened his fists. “Someone is going to die, Allan. Is it them, or is it you?” The voice was slow and deafening now.

            “I can’t hurt them.” Allan whimpered as he took his last step forward.

It's been a while...

Well, a lot has happened in my life since my last update, and I felt it was time to share.

I officially have no idea what's in store for Theresa and I, but I love her and trust her enough to know that it'll turn out for the best. It's been hard for my friends to understand, but none of them possibly could, because they don't know how I really feel about her. I know how I feel, and I can't give up.

Bank Nine is in the middle of recording our full length album. We've spent about 13 hours in the studio so far, and we're about halfway done. We're very proud of the way it's turning out, and we're sure that people will be very suprised. It's a much better sound, thanks to an infinitely more professional studio and producer. It won't be too long before it's pressed and released. Stay tuned!

School starts in two days, and to be honest, I'm glad. This summer has been the most crazy time in my life... Oh well, it's time for my senior year, and we'll see how that goes.

Thanks for reading.
    =0=Alex=0=

Currently Listening Songs Not to Get Married To By Reggie & The Full Effect see related

I'm back, and I don't know what to do...

Church camp was overall a great thing for me. It was definitely a very difficult experience on many levels, and I have a lot of processing to do. It was good to get a week away from the world (never once used my cell phone) and get to know myself as well as other Christian friends, and not to mention Christ. I had to come home a day early due to a relatively minor injury. God's definitely testing me with many things right now, and I know I'll pass. I need Him, and I know that now more than ever.

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