The Way We See It...

Well on to more important things. Let's start back a few years when my life really turned around and starting going better than ever before. It all happened in the 9th grade.......

It was a normal year just like any other year, I guess. I was tired of being single, do to the fact that I never had a girlfriend until then. My best friend, CJ, and I starting hanging out alot more than usual. We knew somehow that this would be the year for love. So to speak. Anyway, nothing happened for the first part of the year. We hung out with this short little chick for most of the year. There were plenty of times that I could have had a chance with her, but I was to afraid to ask. Well Christmas break finally rolled around{{{THANK GOD FOR THAT}}}. During the first week of the break my grandparents and a few of my cousins came up from Alabama to visit for a while. I remember it well. It snowed that week and my good friend Terry had to have surgery on part of his body. If you want to know where he had surgery, click here and ask me---> . Anyway, I stayed home those 2 weeks out and did nothing but start playing guitar. The Sunday before I had to go back to school, T wanted me to go with him to this little kick ass club-Shorty C's. believe me this was kick ass!!! Since i had never been clubing before then, I just sat back in a corner and listened to the music. I didn't talk to anybody but T the whole 3 hours we were there. The next morning I went to school same time as usual, sat down in the same place, and did what i always did until my friends arrived... sleep. All year i was playing a game with some fellow students ( more like a secret, to ourself type of battle ) to see who can get to school first. Well I was the first one there and then those other peeps ( can't member their names ) came. I was sleeping as I normally would and out of the blue they called out my name! I didn't know what to think, I didn't know these people. They asked me to come across the cafeteria and sit with them. So I did-quite nervously though. I sat while they introduced themselves as brother and sister. Bout that time some of their friends started coming in, and they introduced themselves to me and I to them and so on...

About 7:30 that morning T comes running up to me saying that he has been tring to find me forever. And the next words that came out of his mouth would later forever haunt me. " Dude, do you remember that skinny, blonde from Shorty's last night ? Well she wants to FUCK your brains out!!!" Now as a 9th grader whom had never been very interseted in girls, this came as a total shock to me. T told me that i should go out with her. I said not till I know her well enough. Just then he darts off and i walk by myself to try and find him. I turn the corner and there T is with that blonde chick ( let us reference her as...K ). By now I am standing beside T looking straight at K. Just then her friends come up to her and ask her who her b/f is. This is easy to guess what comes next. K pointed straight at me and her friends dropped their jaws. I was like "OK....WAIT!!!!!" I look at T and he is halfway down the other hallway, hauling ass. By then i haul ass after him to kick ..his.......ass?!?!? The bell had just rung and T was in class so i went to mine.

The whole period I was saying to myself "why did he ask her out for me? is this really coming true? do i really have a g/f?" Stuff like that. It turns out that he did ask her out for me when I said later. The whole 2 weeks we were "going out" {{{{that's a joke}}}} I learned that well over 3 fourths of girls in that school wanted to go out with me. That is no BS. THREE FOURTHS-ask anyone. I felt like God or something. About the start of Feburary K and i broke up. We hugged like once and that was really the only time we saw each other. So it was a wasted relationship - that went nowhere{{thank you}}.

That next two weeks was a Heavenly Hell. Everyone wanted me but i could only choose one. The week of Valentines finally rolled aroundand I had everybody after me but no one with me. That monday morning i came in and sat with me new best friends until T arrived with the best news ever...

Like i said, THE BEST NEWS EVER! T introduced me to this sweet, beautiful, quite, little girl. As soon as I saw her and she saw me-It was true love at first sight. Right then, nothing else mattered. The world had stopped just for us. And the way that I felt toward her at that moment was like nothing that you can imagine. I wanted to roll over and die for her. How could T show me this girl that I thought never in a million years that i would have a chance with. She later told me that she felt the exact same way. But absolutely BEAUTIFUL. Damn sexxy. Not even that was good enough to describe her. Well the next day I went over to her house to meet her parents, whom really liked me. So much that her mom said that i was HOTT!! Let's call her...Brat. Nothing is meant by that name. When Valentine's Day rolled around, I finally got up enough nerve to ask her out. The past 4 days, we have been all over each other ( without the being all over each other part ). So right at the end of school that day, I was walking her to her bus and one of her friends asked if we were going out yet. Brat said nothing and kept walking. Just before we got outside I asked her if she wanted to.....to go out with me. She replyed-"I thought that we were already going out?" So that was the beginings of the best part of my life...

If you have ever known what love at first sight meant, this was it. Well anyway, about a month past on and we saw each other all the time, like everyday. A month and a half after we started going out, Brat told me that she was bisexual. If you know me you would know what i did after that. I fell to my knees and thanked GOD for all that Brat was worth. I guess that brought us a little closer together. Though nothing has ever happened in that matter, like a three-some. Sometime in May or so, Shorty C's got shut down cuz of bitchy, old neighbors that could hear the music half a mile away with their radios and tv's on as loud as it can get along with their windows closed. YEAH RIGHT!!! First off, what old person can hear anyway right? Next off, the music can hardly be heard ten foot into the parking lot by a normal teenager, so how can it be heard half a mile away by some grumpy old hag with her hearing aids out??? And another thing, why would someone have their radio and tv on at the same time, much less have them on full blast, when they should be asleep in bed. Old people should not be up at midnight on the weekends. And one final thing, Shory's was only open on the weekends, how is it possible that these "old people" heard this "loud and obnoxious music" all week long??? Fucking Bastards, Damn Old People, Burn Mother Fucker-Burn!

Back on the subject, Brat and I were incredibly happy. From April to August we always tried to have sex...it wouldn't work. She was a virgin, get the point? About the time summer started to roll around Brat's parents started having problems, big problems. Brat's mom would go out to "buy food" or to get the kids some "presents" for their birthdays. Though it took her a few hours to do that and she never came home with presents or food. Just a big smile and she was perky the rest of the day. Soon enough Brat's dad caught on to her game and her mom knew that he knew what she was doing. In other words:

Unfortunally, Brat had to be dragged into every bit of it. But I was there for her, even when she didn't need me. I guess that it was the only way to show that I really loved her. Brat was the only good that came to life and she still is. Even now without her being such a good friend- life would suck. The end of June to most of July really hit Brat hard. And it still does. In between that time Brat's parents got divorced. I wish that I had a better chance to get to know them while they were still together. Before they completely distroyed Brat's life. That was all they cared about, Brat. But when this happened, all her parents thought about were themselves. Stupid Selfish Assholes. I would back hand both of them if I had the chance. Well as their relationship weakened, Brat's and my relationship grew, enormously. We acted as if not a married couple and not boyfriend/girlfriend but something closer, so much closer that we were chained to each other and held together by a force that couldn't take our minds off of each other. I woke up everyday at 6 am and didn't go to sleep till midnight or so. I never wanted to miss out on her.

The summer past away just like a castle in the sand on a beautiful beach in the Bahamas. And that is exactly what it felt like. Just imagine, Paradise in a short time. About the week before school started something very unexpected happened. A dream come true...

I know that most people don't really care to hear this but 8 days before my 10th grade year, I lost my virginity to Brat and she lost it to me. We were together that whole night and never took our eyes off of each other. I thought that I had died. And if I did die, I would want to re-live that night over for all eternity. Heaven never felt so closer to earth 'til that night. Life was all good for at least the next 2 1/2 months. At that time Brat found a new best friend. Which was kool and all and that if she spent the nite with her, it would only be a five minute walk form my house to her friend's house. Well Brat hung out with her too much. And just to see her brother!!! Whom is one of my best friends.{{{{ remember this- a pattern starts to happen after a while- watch }}}}

So before I knew it, Brat broke up with me. She needed time alone... Right. Time to hook up with my friend J. She soon found out that J wouldn't touch her with a ten foot pole, that extended into a 20 foot pole. I don't see why, anybody would have wanted her. Anyway she came "crawling" back to me. Kinda. It happened one weekend at T's house. I snuck over to her home and Brat met me half way there. We kissed and made up and she asked me if I would go back out with her. I said yes of cousre. And life went on...as a lie.

I couldn't let her go ,but now I sometimes realize that I should have said no to her and gotten on with life. When it all goes bad and the shit hits the fan, think twice 'bout what you've done or would rather be dead. Remember that. Word to your mother, yo! Whatever...

There are some really fucked up people in this world, and most of them go to BHS. A word to them: Cram it sideways with walnuts!!! If you would like to know how I feel on this subject, go to Eddie's page. This dimented little bastard is a damn freak of nature. And if you have anything to say about it, find me. I will diss you and your whole family so bad, you'll piss and shit yourself! Then crawl into a corner and WANT to die of shame. Back to Brat...

We really didn't have the best relationship after that. Sometimes it was perfect, other times it could have been better. The bickering kept on for a while and I finally had enough of it. I called her up one Thursday morning in middle of December just as she was going to school and I told her that we had to break up until this BS can be settled. And she sadly agreed. Around that time Brat got kicked out of school for un-named reasons. She was out for 2 weeks or so. But the whole time I was thinking about her, non-stop. And she was stuck in the next town, at home, by herself, and the dog. I felt sorry for her. Poor girl. On Saturday night, a few days before the new year, Brat called up and wanted to go back out. She apolagized for everything and we got back together. This time was better.

Remember, that if this story gets to boring...then write a story about your own life. I sure as hell would like to make fun of it. You stupid dike!!!

There is always time to trust your friends, ALWAYS. And do trust them even if you think that they are wrong. That is one problem with my life, everyone listens when i am wrong, which is hardly ever. And no body listens to me when I am right. But they soon learn.

I think that life went on a little bit smoothly for a few more months, until Brat decided that she wanted to make me jealous. So she broke up with me again, in a way. She broke away from me for 3 weeks. And you would never guess who she went out with... Yep, one of my best friends! I mean what a stupid slut. By that time I realized that she was just using me for my friends. That stupid hoe, I never forgave her for that. When we started to talk again I was told by her what she was doing to me. And the dumbass that I was, I took her back, again.

Toward the last few days of school, I think it was the Saturday before our finals, a totally amazing event happened. I was out at T's house cooking hot-dogs/hamburgers, and just chillin' as usual. Well T was having a bonfire party that night and my band and I were going to play loud and hard til the morning light. That never happened...

Well like I said I was just chillin as usual. Trying to relax. While T and one of his buds' were TOSSING fresh gasoline on the bonfire brush. The brush could have started easily with a match and some newspaper. But T was very anxious to start this party, fast!!! So he decided to light a couple matches...while him and his friend where covered in gas fumes that I could smell 20 feet away on a hot and stale day with no wind 100 degrees farenheit, no joke. VERY UNHEALTHY IDEA...

BOOM!!!!!

Poor stupid fools. Always eat your green beans and spinach even when it isn't good for you. NO, DON'T LISTEN TO ME, BLOW YOURSELF UP, RUIN YOUR WHOLE LIFE BY A STUPID MISTAKE, WHEN YOU COULD HAVE LISTENED AND SAVED YOURSELF THE PAIN. What a stupid mother fucker(s). "Hey what if...?" {{{{{bitched slapped back to Africa}}}}}. Damn![as he nods his head in silence, he thinks to himself "What word can describe how much stupid was in there mind at the time"]

But anyway, when the gas ignited, the force that came off hit me so hard in the chest-I literally threw up the food that I was trying to swallow...20 feet away! The fire eventually burned down a couple of hours after T and his friend were air-evact to a Tulsa Burn Unit Hospital....in Tulsa....yeah! To sum it up, there was a hell of a lot of money to be spent for not listening to me. T received 2nd and 3rd degree burns on the bottom half of his legs, foreamrs, and face. His friend only received 2nd degree burns in the same places. They were only evact b/c the fumes had gotten into their noses and was also ignited. So it had burned half of their internal respritory tract. So evac was necessary in order to stop the swelling of their esophagus. Otherwise, they would have died of aphixia {loss of oxygen}.

Two weeks later T was released, and just a few days earlier his friend was let go. So everything was almost back to normal. July 4th came around and Brat and I broke up for good. And would you know it, she was with another friend of mine! I should have killed her. But she was spared. I slowly got on with my life until school came around and I was a new person again. The preppy look started to set in on me, and I couldn't have this, so I wore gothic attire with this preppy look. I was a hott, sexxy, bitch.

Eleventh grade flew by rather fast. I was going out with a virgin bitch, if not better put. Enough about that. I hate her!

And when summer rolls around...PARTY! I was out ever night, usually with someone different. My friends and all our "girls". Then CJ and I started to become brothers again. The week after I broke up with my ex, Cj and I were out all the time. Parties for 2 or 3 weeks straight, and most of the time we never slept, even if i had work the next day. The times were great. And they got even better when I Stared to know all my brothers "girlfriends".

CJ was kicked out of his house earlier in the month. The wars had begun...