Well I fucked myself over with my self-abasement over the weekend. I think the sickness got to my head. Now I am recovering and feel like a leper. Today wasn't as bad as I thought it would be though.

After I got off the bus, Alex talked to me about having seen something else from the creator of Mittens. She talked about how hilarious this "Mister Snaffleburger" was. I had no doubts, considering the hilarity of Mittens, however the goth girl was a failure. While the ending of the Snaffleburger is amusing, Mittens is pure genius. I suppose what is so great about these animations, is the fact that they are unpredictable, and all too often now, it seems like things are way too predictable. Especially things in syndication, with the exceptions of "South Park" and "The Simpsons", along with a few others.

First block was good times, mostly because of Ashleigh Bryant. I think people who smoke up, have very addictive personalities. Pardon the pun. But Jorel, Jesus, Ashleigh, Dominique (who I dreamt I was having lunch with alone at Gulf Coast High for some reason), Michelle, Zach, and Tyler all are damn cool. Tyler is a little border-line, 'cuz he acts like he is dumber than he really is a lot of the time, but it's a front he puts on for Zach. Anyway, Ashleigh's a cutie, even if she is a ditz. It would've been so much worse if she wasn't in my group, 'cuz we (well I should say I) were counting out pennies and then organizing them for their year's and how many in each year... yeah it struggled. But, she did manage to pass the time well, with her quirky comments and giggles, so it went by well. Then Jesus brought up the subject of war with Iraq , and interestingly enough, there were 12 people for, 11 people against, including Mr. Caulfield (who voted against). Basically, 50/50 which shows how little the American people have to say about these matters. I believe there should be a 2/3 consensus, just like in the Senate, in order for approval of such matters. It's obvious Bush has known we would go to war with Iraq for at least two months now. If you look back in 1992, it is scary to see the similarities between Bush Sr. and Bush Jr. in their main plan in office. Bush is lucky to have gotten in. Gore would have been lucky as well. If McCain had've gone all the way, instead of being dropped for Bush, because of LACK OF MONEY (one of the worst problems with America today), I believe McCain would have had a 60/40 vote.

-Dan, dhurrikane@hotmail.com

Well it's a three-day weekend, and you know what that means... I'm sick. Some how I always manage to get sick on the day before my "vacation" begins. Oh well. My neck is so stiff, too. It's driving me nuts. And when I needed sleep the most, I wake up at around 9:00 a.m. because my mom and grandmother are talking. They weren't even talking that loudly, but it was driving me insane. Must be my illness.

My Aunt Joan is down here until Wednesday, which blows ass. She is the biggest interrogator, I have ever met. She's also a control freak, who is overly, well everything. Nice, talkative, in your face... My relatives outside of my immeadiate family are miserable. The only one who is cool, is my Aunt Terry. Last I heard of her, she was studying medicine in India. She's a writer as well and isn't afraid to say what's on her mind. Usually, she makes fun of the current situation, where no one else would dare bring it up. For instance, up at my dad's mother's house, everyone started smoking a cigarette. Just about everyone in that family smokes, except for Terry. She remarks, "Could I have a cigarette too? I feel left out." Obviously making fun of everyone. I thought it was great, although I'm not sure that anyone else thought it was amusing...

I was out at the pool, like every other weekend, not to swim, but to tan my white feet which for some reason won't tan, yet my stomach get's tanned instantly. I was reading and had my CD player on, pretty much relaxed, and then Aunt Joan emerges out of the pool. Well, she didn't get out, but just suddenly appeared at the end of the pool right next to me. She pestered me, into wearing her sunglasses (which are too big for me, plus would make me look like a raccoon after I was done) and then carried on, about what I was reading and that she was sitting over on the other side of the pool (in a feeble attempt to try to get me to sit with her). Needless to say, I was pretty much annoyed and tried to get her out of my hair, with some fraudulant smiles and brisk answers.

The worst part about her, is that she forces my grandmother to go to all of these different restaurants and shopping places that she has no interest in. The reason of course, is to make her buy all of this stuff for her, even though she has more money than my grandmother. Now they want to purchase our apartment that we live in, which would be a good thing 'cuz we would be guaranteed market value for it. However, they would charge my grandmother a mint when she would stay down here in the winter, just to make money. What a bunch of sleaze bags. Why would you want to rip your own mother off, and charge her too much and take advantage of her? They did the same thing to her, at the previous house she rented out. Bunch of assholes.

-Dan, dhurrikane@hotmail.com

The craziest thing happened. Well, a couple of things. On Wednesday, I learned that someone liked me. I had no clue who it was, in fact Mrs. Homolka told me, my math teacher. Kind of weird, but anyway. Then on Friday, I find out that it's Michelle, the number one player on the tennis team. I think she likes me, or whatever triggered it, because I gave Mrs. Homolka a hug right in front of her, 'cuz her dog died. She was probably like, "Aw, how sweet", or some whack thing. Then Alex, from Creative Writing told me she liked me. Even though she's a lesbian, which is kind of weird. And then today she told me, that she's pretty sure Christina likes me, also from Creative Writing, and the one who told me that Michelle liked me.

Unfortunately, I have no interest in any of them beyond friends. In fact, I only am interested in Alex as being my friend. Michelle is a bitch and Christina is too goody goody, plus an airhead. Alex is really cool though. In fact, we hung out tonight at her place. First time I've gone out, since last year. Plus, I finally have a friend down here.

We just fucked around, basically. We went to the Prime Outlets to see if this place was open, like a bakery of some sort, but more like a cafe. But, unfortunately that was closed. The manager dude was a dick about it though. We thought about going to Erin's Isle, but decided against it, considering just about everything would be way too expensive. So we ended up eating at the Shell station. Got a Sprite, some salsa Doritos, and a pack of Juicy Fruit. She got the same, save for the gum. More like I got the same... I almost picked up a sandwich there, but 1.) it would be too hard to carry around and 2.) it had been sitting there for who knows how long.

Then we went back to her place, and couldn't find anyone at all to hang out with. Everyone else, was out and about. Not surprising, considering it's a Saturday night. We did meet up with this one kid, named Kevin who rides the same bus as me, and we was pretty cool. We traipsed around Quail Roost for a bit, trying to find someone but to no avail. We wanted some flashlights to go cow-pushing, but we couldn't find anyone. They were either busy, or asleep, or out and about.

We would've gone out to the movies, but her friend's went all the way to the Hollywood 20, which is too far for her mom to drive. I think if we wanted to go next weekend, she would drive us up though, 'cuz Alex was saying how she didn't mind driving somewhere, as long as someone else was picking up or driving to it, to split the ride.

All in all, we didn't do jack, but it was still a good time none-the-less. Hopefully, we can do something again sometime soon.

-Dan, dhurrikane@hotmail.com

This is really starting to get on my nerves. This girl named Leighann has been after me non-stop to go out with her, and now that I've told her no, she just wants me to at least hang out with her. I have told her no on several occasions, but she still won't give up. Now if you want to challenge me, I grant you that. And you never know, you may indeed change my mind, or influence it in another manner. But, if I have told you my opinion a multitude of times, you should expect the same to come back.

My old tennis coach has experienced this first hand. Bogdan is a very stubborn man, with his beliefs. Now, I may be younger than him and also the student, however if I disagree with something you are doing and you do it for long enough I am going to unravel pretty soon and let you know about it. Well, he has a way of taking tennis way too seriously. I mean, I was probably the most serious one there about tennis, everyone else wanted to do it just for fun. I personally wanted to get better with my game, but I wanted to at least be able to enjoy myself on the court. Well, he had a problem with people laughing and having a good time. Really, the guy is one of the most passionate people you will ever meet, but it's just his Romanian up-bringing.

Anyway, one time Bogdan just blew up at some kid for "not trying" when in fact the girl was trying, she just didn't want to go there. Or something like that. I just started going off on him. About this and that. I had also refused to change part of my game, because it would make me inable to perform in tournaments. Needless to say, that didn't go over to well. So, basically after the big argument he kicked me out of the place forever.

I guess my point is, I have my beliefs. You are welcome to offer up your opinion to me, but don't expect me to change mine. I try to make myself unprone to hypocritical statements. If I say no or yes, or whatever my side of the story is, I will stick to it, unless you give me an example where it is better to think otherwise. However, if you have failed to change my mind after thoroughly discussing the issue, and going back to the same thing the next day or whatever, don't even bother.

-Dan, dhurrikane@hotmail.com