| Tuesday, September 23, 2003 12:31 AM |
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Yo. Yeah, anyway, I’ve been scaring myself lately. Remember the 8th grade, RESPONSIBLE?-HA-HA-HA-HA! Justin? And how I used to procrastinate my homework to the very last hour? Yeah, I don’t anymore. Oh em ef gee. I’ve also been reading a lot. Books. For fun. For fun. ... I do whatever my parents say. I don’t sit and debate. I don’t say, “Yeah, yeah, hold on. In a minute,” and wait for the minute to turn into an hour. I just do it. To add to this, I’m so freakishly respectful. SO much, it’s scary. To my mom, “Yes, mom.” To my dad, “Yes sir.” I even do the things that would be the last thing I would want to do in my whole entire life. Of course, I don’t like it, but I lock the thoughts in my head and don’t let them out until I’m well away from hearing.* Why I’m doing this, I don’t know. (*Which also explains why I’ve been blaring Linkin Park in my headphones lately. I’ve been mad lately. Really.) I’m even beginning to like the tea at Noodle House. Dude. Tea. Oh my God you guys, am I growing up? Okay, let me change the subject before I spaz out here. You know how I said I do whatever my parents say? Well, I guess that could be a good thing. It makes me feel generous and less-difficult. But my parents are starting to take advantage of me. I can’t even read my damn book [*twitch*] for 5 minutes without them rudely bursting into my room and commanding me to do something. Well, I do so, and go back to my book. Without even the chance to finish ONE paragraph, the interrupt me again and say something like...”Find the remote!” I make a mental note to swear my mouth off with Em once I lock myself in my room again, and do that too. I go back to my book…and try to finish at least a page. “Go take a shower.” Dude. I tell ‘em to hold on a minute. I usually don’t do this…but they’re pushing it. I just wanna read. Two seconds later, “Now.” If I were an anime character, a HUGEass vein would pop out of my head. I swear, it’s getting annoying. They should appreciate that I’m mature enough not to complain about their constant nagging. I swear, I used to read and do work out in the open. Like say, the living room or dining room. But then I started to lock myself into my own room because of my parents. It worked for a few weeks – my parents couldn’t do much to bug me – but now it’s failing. [NOTE: See, what’d I tell you? My mom just told me to put away my clothes right now. Oh gee.] Seriously, if my mom or dad comes into my room and commands me to do ONE more thing…I fuckin’ swear to you I’ll have to duct tape my mouth closed to keep from screaming, “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?!?!?” Yes. I’m pissed right now. Moving on…let’s trace back to when I said I’ve been blasting Linkin Park a lot lately. Well, yes. It’s true. For no apparent reason at all...I’m angry. Angry at something. I’m not sure what. Maybe it’s my lack of expressing myself these days? Maybe. I’ve noticed that I’ve been silent. It sounds awkward, but I don’t talk. Not at all. I only talk if someone asks me something, or someone talks to me. During a discussion, I’ve failed to hear myself express my own feeling about the topic. I just let them talk on about something I think they’re completely wrong about. Why I didn’t talk…I think it was cause I was too drained to speak. Didn’t wanna bother to waste my breath. Whatever’s wrong with me...I don’t like it. I’m afraid I might explode on someone. While I was listening to Linkin Park today, I found that my throat felt strained. Dry and sore. And for once, I know why. I wanted to scream. Scream along with Chester...Scream endlessly ‘till my mind’s been cleared, and I can finally relax. My throat felt that way because I was holding all that back. I was silently mouthing the words to the song, but I remember my breath coming out strong and fierce…I wanted to fuckin’ scream. Yes, I am angry. Maybe it is because I never express myself anymore. I’m bottling everything up. I’m like a coke can…that’s been kicked around one too many times. Fine on the outside, but the inside contents are all messed up and ready to explode on someone. [Weird similie, but it’s true.] I don’t know why, though. I’m so angry sometimes, but I don’t know why. Rrrgh...Dammit, I sound emo. I want to stop. *reads what he’s written so far* Double-you tee ef. Shit, I sound like a little drama-dork. Oh God. |
| Sunday, September 21, 2003 2:18 PM |
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hoT wa5abi LIIIIVVVVEEEESSSS!!!!
Yeah...that's all I wanted to say. |
| Thursday, September 4, 2003 4:14 PM |
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10th grade. Wow. Not a kid anymore. Big reality check. Yeesh. Ah well, my first day was alright I guess. Not only do I feel hated, I feel tired too. Not bad, eh? Heh the hated part is a slight exaggeration, I'll admit...but as everyone was screaming and hugging eachother, with me watching in the background, I couldn't help feeling a little longing-ness. ^_^;; Meh...so no one was hyped to see me? Big deal. I don't really care. Got a few hugs, I'm satisfied. Unlike those other guys [ *cough*Mason*cough*] who were being pounced by girls and being BHed to death and still complained that they didn't get enough. Soo about the classes. Wind Ensemble was gay, 'cause the dude, Basmajian or whatever, who replaced Castro was a fag. He took us over to the new bandroom and told us to stay in a "single file line" like some children in Kindergarden. 2nd, PE...boring. 3rd, Trig...LOL Tang you fobbish bastard...so hilarious...4th, Sci, BORING AS HELL. I was freakin' falling asleep on Sotnick's ass. 5th per. Lunch, hot as hell. Wanted to play basketball...but hot as hell. 6th, *DUN DUN DUUUN*, Honors Enlish...*huge sign of relief* Luckily we didn't present our Summer Assignments, and Menerey wasn't being a big bitch. So it was all good. 7th Period, Honors History...lol Rosental was hilarious. But he already started a lecture on History, so it got kind of boring. And finally, 8th period Advanced Art. It was alright...all we did was draw. And that was my day. Heh. |
| Friday, August 29, 2003 9:45 PM |
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I own at CounterStrike. lol okay not really but I thought I did pretty good for my first time playing. Justin A, Anthony, Wilson, Geo, and I went to NetMatrix over at Monterey park today. Hahaha it was awsome. Tons of computers, big comfy black chairs, surround sound...it was the life. Warcraft, Starcraft, Diablo, Counter Strike, AIM, Yahoo, Internet Explorer, KAZAA, hell, I could've even watched some porn vids if I wanted to. I spent most my time playing CS. I even got used to the controls and memorized directions to get to the spot to plant the bomb. Now I understand what the hell "W, A, S, D" means. Geez. Well all of us were playing, whipping each other and dissing each other, till suddenly I hear really loud moaning coming from the room next to us. I looked over [the walls were glass] and a bunch of guys were crowded around a computer. I started laughing my ass off. The guys watching the porn were a bunch of nerdy-looking treckies. Every now and then the loud moaning would suddenly come out of nowhere [did I mention the surround sound?] but I'd just ignore it cause the guys would panic and try to turn the volume down. But then, while I was waiting for another round to start, I spun around in my chair and I saw those guys again. This time they weren't as shy to watch it and they were just sitting back, watching with the volume cranked up. But this time it was weird cause the first time I saw them, they were at a computer whose back was facing me...and this one wasn't. So I got a glimpse of it. Geez... Geo said he'd give me a dollar if I went in there, say "Hey can I watch your porno?", stand there for 2 minutes, then walk out. I did it. =] |
| Thursday, August 28, 2003 1:05 PM |
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I'm over Bernard and Brian's house again. Our last sleepover before school starts...which is in exactly one week. Right now I'm trying to avoid the topic of school so lets move on. Yesterday we played Monopoly. And now, I'm proud to say, that I am a Monopoly master. I own at that game. Man...stack them deeds and $500 bills up. Heheheh...Anyway, Monopoly is pretty much a tradition between the three of us, and its so much fun to play...heh, and talk about the weird conversations we have during our games... *Brian just earned lots of money after nearly losing it all* Brian: Damn!! This is so cool, I keep dying, then coming alive again, then dying, then coming alive again! What does that remind you of?? Bernard: Tupac. *Justin cracks up so bad and nearly spits out his soda* - *Brian rolls one 5, and one 1* Brian: Okay, 5 spaces. Justin: Dude, thats 6. Brian: Oh yeah. *A few turns later* *Brian rolls a 5 and a 1* Brian: 5... Justin: 6! *A few turns later* *Bernard rolls a 5 and a 1* Bernard and Brian: 5 Justin: 6!!!! - *Bernard hands Brian a 50 dollar bill to put in the bank. Brian puts it in his own money pile* Bernard: What the hell, put it in the bank. Brian: Oh sorry. *A few turns later, Bernard hands him a 100 to put in the bank. Brian puts it in his own pile* Justin: Dude! It goes in the bank! Bernard: Brian, you have some sort of problem or something man... Brian: I have A.D.D.!! - *We're watching Limp Bizkit's new video, "Eat you Alive" on MTV while playing* *Brian lands on one of Bernard's spaces* Justin: Hah, go pay him. *While handing Bernard a 100 bill, Brian says almost too casually...* Brian: I'll eat you alive, man. - *Justin's freakishly rich* *It's his turn, but he doesn't notice cause he's distracted by a music video on mtv* Brian: Dude, hurry UP! Justin: *glare* Don't mess with me dude. Don't mess...with this. *gestures towards his 7 $500 bills* Brian: O_O Bernard: He can buy your patience dude... - |
| Sunday, August 24, 2003 5:23 PM |
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Heh, what better can you do in a sleepover than eating poptarts and watching horror movies till 4 am? Boring as it may seem, it was a lot of fun. Bernard and Brian slept over my crib and we had nothing better to do. We watched parts of Halloween 4, Halloween 5, Pumpkinhead, and of course, the best one overall, Chuckie's Bride. It was freakin' awsome...it wasn't even scary. More of a comedy to us. Damn...I remember back in the day, I was terrified of Chuckie, and I couldn't even watch the freakin movies. But anyway, the movie was tight. But what I didn't get was how the hell two dolls can fuck...LOL! "Kill me! I'll be back!!......But damn, dying is a bitch." Sooo with the sudden desire to watch horror movies, Bernard, Brian, and I went to watch Freddy vs. Jason the next day. It was fuckin' cool. And funny. I wouldn't exactly call it a horror movie...more like an action/suspense/thriller. [ Note: I wasn't scared, but I had my hands clamped over my ears half the time...I'm sensitive to loud noises ] It was Brian's second time seeing it, and he told us about some things that happen...but he didn't fuckin warn me that there was nudity in the movie!! Not that I have a problem with it...heh heh...but you know...stupid beeyatch... Heh...the Edwards Atlantic over here sucks. My mom bought us the tickets but then left, and the dude at the door just let us in without asking if we had a parent with us. [ It's rated R ] Oh well...I guess I pass for 18...? O_o Anyway, during the movie I found the three of us to be the only ones to laugh at certain scenes. [ No, not the nudity parts, other parts also. ] The whole theater was filled with older teens and over-18 people, I didn't get why they weren't laughing also...Weird. Like, say for the scene where the chubby crack head splashes water on Jason then runs away...it may not sound funny, but it was. C'mon, he tried to stop Jason by splashing water on him...then runs away...and he was chubby, so that's considered hilarious to us. How is that NOT funny?! Really...Oh, and also that part where Freddy was fucking that dead girl, and then waved her dead hand at the main girl person. LOL!!! [ Sorry for spoiling some parts for you people, but these scenes aren't exactly important in the story ] Meh...I was rooting for Freddy. The whole thing was more of a FK movie than a Jason one. Maybe cause Jason doesn't talk...oh well. Freddy was hilarious in the movie, his wisecracks really cracked us up. He's my new idol. Who wins, you ask? Well...watch it for your god damn self. =] |
