I haven't updated in a while.

Got Brawl for the Wii. Sorry I got it so soon, Dilated! I'll still play with you!

It's a pretty sick game. The campaign mode, which is supposed to be a side note, is at least 10 hours of game play. Probably a bit more.

Controls are a bit hard to get used to, but you can stick to the Gamecube controller if you want...


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Going to the mountains with weekend with some friends. Oh, and I had a freaking awesome time at Kyle's sleepover. Played 1:52 of the SAME capture-the-flag game. Yeah. My shoulder blades are still sore.

We put a controller between one guy's legs whilst he slept. When we wanted to bug him, we'd kill his character and the controller would shake. Hahaha. He deserved it, for driving our base away so many times. :0

Night blokes.

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Friday was a really, really great day for me. Everything just went great. Completely peachy.

All the things about school that usually annoy me, but I accept as life, like long lunch lines, staying up late, boredom, missing homework...almost none of them applied yesterday. There was some homework that I didn't do, and wasn't even due until Tuesday. I took a quiz, the first in that class, and actually did well (I think).

During Driver's Ed, I got to catch up on my Zune Podcast Subscriptions. Score!

During Math class I had fun because the section we're doing just comes naturally to me, so I finished all the problems early and helped other people in class. This doesn't happen very often with me anymore. It was nice.

Creative writing is always a plus. Though the assignment she gave us over the long weekend is in poor taste.

After school, I got to get out of practice early (BUT THE COACH WANTS ME TO COME IN TUESDAY MORNING, NOT COOL) and run to Katie's house for about 7 minutes. Then I took her home, got rid of all of our trash, and took her and Sean to the Digital Scavenger Hunt at our Youth Group. Butt-loads of fun going on there.

Crap, I forgot (just like last year) to keep one of the lists so as to show what we do as part of the scavenger hunt. Meh.

After that, there was a brief skirmish with Mom about driving at 11 (but that also blew over relatively fast) and then I went to a sleep over at KILO's house, which is pretty amazing considering everyone's schedule. We messed around nearly all night, got sick from Wendy's, and finally went to sleep at some unknown hour of the night.

And now I'm back, with lots of work and no motivation whatsoever. I don't think Katie's even awake yet.

I was tagged by The Muffin Man, and I will get to that. But first I have to come up with 15 lesser known things about me. This is harder than you'd think because that's what this blog is all about...so lets see what I can dig up this week at school.

PS Does anyone else hate the scroll down bar with all your web addresses in the new version of Firefox? It just shows a seemingly random splotch of my history and my favorites. Which isn't what I want AT ALL.

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It's sort of infuriating. I think of lots of little things I want to take note of, things that make me laugh or feel introspective or, I dunno, connected to real life. But I never have a way to record these passing thoughts, and by the time I get back here it's too late and they're gone forever or at least until next time I'm away from pen and paper and it really just stinks. I sit in a guard stand for six hours a day, and when I'm not reading (when nobody wants to swim) I'm watching people.

Obviously.

And that gives me lots of time to think, you know? It's what I enjoy doing, even when my inability to act on ideas or inspirations gives me a terrible itch. (And when I do go to act on these, if the moment has passed, it is much like working up for a big sneeze and completely missing the climax. Or the same for...climaxes, I guess) So I sit there and think, and ponder at how cool it would be if portals were real, because then I could have a double-ended candle that floats in a portal (balanced against its own gravity) and slowly melts down to a puddle of clear wax with flames emerging from the center, bounded only by surface tension and convection's air currents. Or wonder if the lady asking a French man for his passport is crazy, or if she really has a life straight from a bad thriller movie.

I used to be more open, I think. Certainly here, but that's not the point.

On Father's Day, Mom and I were going to visit Dad's grave. My brother was on the lake with friends. I don't know if that was an excuse not to go, or what, but that's where he was. It would just be Mom and me. And we had sort of waited til the last minute, and I was about to be late to work.

I didn't want to go. If I'm going to visit my dad's grave, it's going to be on my terms, by my self, and on my own time. Not on some holiday, alone with my mom, and rushing so I don't come in late. Maybe that's shallow. Cold. I can't blame you for thinking that. I think that. But there it is.

I don't really know emotions anymore, these days. I'm having a hard time digging them up. I get frustrated easily enough, but angry? Sad? Not really. Affection? I'd like that. But for the moment I just have to get by on pretending, in the hope that it...becomes real, I guess? I don't know. I don't remember.

I've been thinking about getting another account, or moving to a different site, so I could say stuff like this and not feel self-conscious. I haven't written anything...conversational for a long time for that reason. But I won't. I don't mind, really.

I'm spent for tonight, I think. g'night.

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I managed to leave my science book at school.

With all my homework papers in it. That I need to finish HERE, not the block before it's due.

*starts over*

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