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Monday. 1.15.07 9:26 am
An Old Reminder
Tuesday. 1.9.07 10:08 pm
This post started out as a funny/random story, but it kind of evolved. Read and see.
Once, there was a girl. We were pretty good friends in sixth grade, and I guess you might think we were a cute couple. (That's what my mom says.) We were pretty shy about dating, but I do remember something special. When I was passing her in a hallway at school, she gave me a little love letter. It was pink, with little flower stickers and a poem she'd written. It was very nice, and I always felt bad that I didn't get her anything nice. When we broke up, I guess she was always in the back of my head.
Lately, I'd been noticing the thing on my floor. Now, my bedroom floor is a mess. I figured out that when I go rooting through my drawers, it falls out. I originally kept it because I wanted to remember it, but after a while it just got to where I didn't get around to tossing it.
Well, we had another go, and I, personally, think she trashed it. And it's like, I can't figure it out, but I never knew until very recently that she wouldn't know a good relationship if it pricked her in the ass. I'm not just saying that because I got dumped twice. She really does have guy problems. I don't want to be her boyfriend, or her friend, or anything. She's an acquaintance. I don't know if she gets the point yet, but yeah. I'm good and tired of it.
I finally went and tossed the thing.
I'd been telling my brother about how it was "haunting" me, and I suppose he saw it in the trash and planted it on my floor. I took note the second time, but threw it out again just to see what he'd do. It was in my sock drawer tonight. I surprised him when I started yelling in his ear, and he, of course, pretended to have no idea what I was talking about and cussed me out.
The damned thing is locked in my safe, and I plan on burning it tommorow. I didn't want to go outside after showering.
Some of you may know who I'm talking about, but most of you won't. Don't bug me about it if you do, because this is all I want, or need, to say. I'm not excluding her name because I care. It's not in case she reads it, because she'll know anyway, and there's no way she cares what I write anyway. No, what I'm worried about is her finding out, then me getting in trouble for putting her name and "personal" information on the net with her mom. I rather like her mom. She's nice to me. :D
EDIT: I guess she does. Just found out that she's had another boyfriend for...I'm just guessing, but I'd say a week now. And this is her second or third since. In only a few months. I don't know about you guys, but I think that's a bit much. If you knew her, you'd say the same. Am I right, Bilingual?
LONG POST (With a Long Title) about things pertaining to Holidays and Such, Part 1
Tuesday. 1.2.07 5:11 pm
Wow, oh wow. I have done nothing in the way of celebrating my favorite time of the year. Well.
Here's a copy-paste job of my wish list from a few weeks ago:
-new memory card for gamecube.
-at least one contoller for the gamecube that works. I'm willing to trade the defective ones.
-DECENT cell phone
-contact lenses- my mom already says she'll get them, but now she can't forget
-some decent animation software
-oh! soo many pictures on file. must have more space! an external hard drive would be the shizz
-I would like a few more rechargable AAs, they're pretty darn usefull
-some sort of lockable safe that I can keep things in that I want safe from little brother. ie, airsoft ammo.
Here's the update. (Includes my 15th Birthday gifts and other random gifts):
-2 rather large memory cards for GC
-Razr Phone (early B-day present)
-Morpheus Animation Suite
-4 AA rechargables
-1 VERY NICE safe that needs both the 3 value combo (out of 100 values) and a X-bit key.
-External hard drive
Other Things I Got.
-Sansa e250 MP3 player. I call it my Media Box, because it plays songs, videos, pictures, and can record voice or clips from the FM radio function. 2 Gig capacity.
-1Gig memory card for my camera, score.
-Transform Tek dart gun. 1 big, 1 med, and 2 small guns fit together to increase my firepower.
-X-Box 360. Wheeeee for Halo One and Two
-Legend of Zelda for Wii. Wonder what I'm getting soon...
-Two or three gamecube games. Man, I feel really loved. Fun stuff.
Thursday. 12.21.06 5:35 pm
I must say, I really do like dentist appointments. Here are a few glimpses of me getting a cavity filled.
I was getting into the chair, and there was a girl next to me. I'm not sure if she was older or younger than me because she was a bit sideways. She was on recovery from the laughing gas. I told her, "Gas is fun, isn't it?" She gave me the weirdest look.
They were playing Frosty the Snowman's song on the speakers, and I was incredibly interested in the kite hanging from the ceiling. (This is about three minutes into the gas) I slightly remember that when the song got to the, "Hippity-Hop-Hop" part I almost thought that the DJ was playing with it and this was a remix. Then I concentrated really hard and thought, "Oh. Nevermind."
I don't know what they played next, because as hard as I tried all I could hear was some sort of wailing, my heartbeat, and gas whistling in a tube beside my ear.
The waves of numbness made me think I was....*ahem*....going to poke the nurse. But I didn't, thank God. For those who have no idea what I mean, here's a few hints. I can't really control it. It'd be worse cause I'm layed back. You never want to do it in the showers at P.E.
Never, EVER try holding your breath when you're high on laughing gas. I noticed that the nurse was chatting about something with a few other nurses. She was just hanging around me, but kind of ignoring me. I decided to check to see if she'd notice if I passed out. I also wanted to see if I would have the urge to breath, that horrible feeling in your lungs. I didn't, but the nurse did notice my lips turn blue.
When the doctor first came over, I said in my best Mitch Hedburg, "Wow, my lips are really numb."
Once when the doctor was drilling he knocked the gas mask a bit askew. I said, "WHOA!" He stopped and asked me what was wrong. I set the nose piece right again and said, "OK, we're good." The doc and nurse got a good laugh out of that.
You know you curse on the net too much when everytime you type "gas" it comes out "gass" and you have to go back and fix it. I took a while to figure out why I was typing extra S's, but by the third time I figured it out.
That is all, my friends. That is all.
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