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Minimum Day
October 20, 2003
Song: Senses Fall-"Bloody Romance"
OK, check this out, today was the first day of the week as we know it. We had a minimum day so we got out at like 12 and it was pretty chill. Supposedly I was supposed to be grounded but we all know how it goes. I went out with my friends to Bellyboards and went down on some chili nachos. After that Kyle took me home where I got in just in time to play it off like I was there since 12. Tomorrow the movers come to the house to move eveything into the new house, so I spent my whole afternoon packing everything up. On this entry I'm going to write about my idea of a documentary/reality movie that I want to make on my group of friends, I'm going to list a few things that I hope to tape, but I also want some feedback from you guys, so just email me at spanx9181@hotmail.com. Heres the list:
Me teaching Tommy how to do the strut
Trying to fit everyone in the car after minimum day, and who gets kicked out
The back table in Chemistry
Snake (no further explanation necessary)
The band
Chillin out at lunch, going to Seven 11
Picking up Alex
Aphiah talking about girls
Talking about girls in general
Side interviews on a certain topic
Thats all I got for right now, remember to give some feedback
~Isaac
Check it out
October 19, 2003
Song: Rise Against-"Like the Angel"
OK, man, its been a crazy weekend, bittersweet if you may. I've been packing stuff from our house to the new house, and its been a real asschapper, but im just takin it all in. Although nothing has really changed since I last wrote, I've been given time to cool down from my anger. I wanted to write more about last week. School has been great, hangin out with friends is priceless, and I realize that my time with these guys is limited so I try and live up every moment so that I won't look back in a few decades and chalk it all up to a waste of my youth. I'm what alot of old conservative people call a rebel, and honestly, I'm chill with that. This is my time to be a rebel, I have no real responisbilities like a child or wife or debt or a job, I'm pretty free. I like to be honest with my thoughts and points of view, because to the rest of the world, it doesnt matter what I think anyways. I am free with my speech and with my actions, some people might think of me as really weird, and I have no doubt that me and my friends are really known to be weird, but I dont care. Yeah, we check out chicks, yeah we talk about things we're gonna do or want to do, we talk about music, and ideas and 'what ifs', we talk about petty little problems in our lives and exaggerate them beyond belief, we talk about who we want to hook up with and who we wish we could hook up with, and lastly we talk shit. All these topics make up the main conversation of the average teenage boy, or at least this teenage boy. Crazy times occur, and I know that I do alot of stuff that I will regret when I'm older, but right now it doesnt matter. I'm living it up, straight up. My friends are with me till the end, and even though I'm trying to slow up this ever moving freight train, time is passing by faster than what I wish and new adventures are on the horizon leaving past memories in the dust. I know this was probably a lot of BS, but you know how it goes, I'll check you later, write me some feed back (spanx9181@hotmail.com)
~Isaac
My life as I know it
October 17, 2003
Ok, check it out, todays entry is going to be about a little thing that happened in my day, sent from heaven without a doubt, enjoy:
Today at lunch my friends Kyle and Josh mention that they are going to Bellyboards afterschool and invite me to go with them, so, going out of my way so my parents would know where I am, I called and left a message asking if I could go, and if they could call Joshs cell phone with there answer. So afterschool comes around, I still haven't got word from my parents so we decide to go quickly and then drop me off at my house. After a good meal at Bellyboards and a quick stop at Hollywood Video, we're ON THE WAY to my house, and my mom calls Joshs cell, here is the conversation that followed:
Me: Hello?
Mom: Isaac, where in the he** are you?
Me: Oh hey mom, I didn't hear from you so my friends and I went to Bellyboards really quick and we're on our way home
Mom: What the fu** is wrong with you, are you a fu**in idiot? I've been working my a** off today at the new house, did you really think I would get your message? You know your supposed to come straight home-
Me: But mom, you and dad told me to leave a message whenever I wanted to go somewhere so you would know where I was going, its not my fault you didn't get it on time
Mom: So its my fault, your such a piece of shi*. You should have told us about this before.
Me:Mom, I didn't know about it before, my friends and I don't plan stuff days ahead of time, it was a spur of the moment thing, it didn't harm anyone, it didn't inconvenience you or Dad, I wasn't getting into any trouble, and plus its friday, I just wanted to go hang out with my friends for a few hours before I have to get home and study for the psych thing.
Mom: I talked to your Dad, and we both decided that your grounded for two weeks, you won't have sh*t to do, and I'm calling your friends parents to not let their kids hang out with you until your not grounded anymore
Me: Mom, all I did was-
Mom: Tell your fu**in friend to drive your a** home right now. Goodbye.
End
So, thats the joyousness that I get to enjoy in my lovely household, so tonight as I sit here while my friends are out watching Texas Chainsaw Massacre, I'm reading out of a Psychology text book on a friday night, studying for my test tomorrow. My mom also added on a few minutes ago that I will not be aloud to go off campus during lunch, or watch tv for the next two weeks. Apparently, I'm a 'rebellious sack of sh**' who is trying to 'dominate their lives' so they are going to 'tighten the rope' on me. Sounds like I'm in for it. Whatever, little do they know is that they piss me off even more with each punishment, that the day I leave this house I won't be looking back. I just bite my lip and take my licks, I know my time here is limited and I just have to live this hell out. Not much else I feel like talking about right now, all was going well though until a few hours ago, tomorrow I'll try and update again.
~Isaac
'Oh, I Know'
October 15, 2003
Being it the month anniversary since I last wrote a word on this worthless piece of space in the Internet, I decided 'hey, i'm gonna write some good timez'. So thats what I'm doing. The last month has been bittersweet, and not only I, but the rest of my friends have come to learn valuable lesson, both together and individually. The homework has been overwhelming, and most of us know that falling behind can come back to bite you, usually taking away from precious sleep. While some homework can always be copied like Chemistry, and you still know whats going on in class, but with AP US, you miss a day, not only do you not know what is going on in class but you know you better do the homework your self, or else you will most definitely bomb the test. After the recent double chapter in history, a few nights before I found myself in the predicament of not having done any of the terms, and then also found myself up until one in the morning in a 4 night succession. Death be to AP US History are the nicest of words that I remembering muttering past the hours of midnight, while the rest included Ringers mom and other inappropriate things. Other than the blessing I know as school, my household is in a state of chaos. While in the process of moving, I have found that my parents have turned their stress levels to maximum, and tensions have been high, to say the least. The 'band' is in a crazy state right now, not knowing whos playing what and what our sounds is going to be, due to the addition of a self-elected band tyrant we all know as Snake-core (you're crazy guy, man, we love you, but this be the truth). Apparently, Snake wants certain members not a part of the band, and wants to change our sound to that of a depressive 'emo-core' freak. The rest of us (or at least Kyle and myself) have consulted on this issue, and we are readily active to make a move against this benevolent hostility. Oh, and the Hot Sauce Club, this has been a wonderful little side project in my life right now. We have two mottos, "We're New and You Know This", and "The Hot Sauce Club: THe Only Illegal Club on Campus". I have found it pretty elating to partake in several types of hot sauces with people of all types. Despite the fact that we had to hold our first meeting on a bench because the school kicked us out of our room, it has been great, and in a few weeks we will be going to student senate to finally become a legal club. Fammy, well, hes a crazy guy to say the least, hes hooked us up with some good eats, all the while driving Sean to the brink of murder. Oh, and god has also blessed me and kyle with another psych test this saturday, so you can imagine our excitement in anticipation of the all nighter we will be pulling to catch up on the two chapters we are behind in. But, this week shows great promises of some wild things that have yet to go down. Until then, this it.
~Isaac
Crazy times
September 15, 2003
Man, some crazy stuff has gone down in the past few days and you know this.School has been draggin me down though, I may very well crack this year with the ever temptation to slack off. Every night of the week I find myself still awake past the hour of midnight, and I'm not messing around like usual, I'm actually doing homework. Its crazy, the psychology class I'm taking is riding me like a butch does a bitch, and I'm pretty raw from this. I took some tests on the net only to get a 75% on quiz 1, but to make a comeback with 100% on quiz 2. But other than academia life has been getting crazy. First off, the Hot Sauce Club is almost ready for launching, after much searching we at last found Mr.Schiff (reccomended by a pretty crazy guy, Mr.Harmachis) and got him to be the sponsor of our club. The next schitz we have to do is get passed through the student senate, ]I am notworried. I guess the biggest news of the week is that my friend 'Krazy Kyle' and I started a band. So far its the schitz, after an afternoon of trying to decide what we would be called we decided on 'The Quixotix' thinking that 'Necessary Roughness' and 'Sexual Innuendo' weren't suitable names, we found it on the online web dictionary coming from the word quixotic which means like valiance in romantical pursuits or some shit like that. But anyways, it so describes our band, pretty much our songs consist of songs about chicks that screwed us over, songs about chicks we want to hook it up with, and songs about hangin with friends. I think every single song up to now fits into one of those 3 categories, minues 'Kellogg at 3am'. Right now we are in the midst of a conflict in the affair of our band, as of now we do not have a drummer, so we're looking around for one of you schitz that play it. Soooooo, if you play the drums and your in the SB area call either me at (805)681-8475 or Kyle at (805)683-1330, just ask for us, we'll be there. Well yeah, thats whats up, my life consists of school, hot sauce club, band, and i guess the rest of the time is either thinking about chicks or sleeping. But yeah, I'll try and keep this updated. Hey, and people I haven't heard from in a long time should give me a little ring, i wanna chat wit ya. Oh tommorrow is the craziest bastard in the worlds b-day, we know him as Aphiah, I guess thats his name too, but hes fucken crazy, give him a shout out tomorrow if you see him. take it easy
~Isaac
The First Week of School, The First Week of Hell
September 5, 2003
Lets just say that the first week of school was pretty crazy. At arena registration I found that the school had screwed me over and the classes I wanted were not to be given to me. I was chapped to say the least. The first day of school was quite a transition, the whole getting up early thing sort of pissed me off. My classes are a little chill, but I have barely any with my friends. I've learned this week that there is no good in slacking off completely in the month of August. Trying to translate Latin after months of no practice is almost impossible. My amount of homework is on the increase as we speak, I find myself working on it down to the minute I lay down to rest, often hoping that there will be a few sparing moments to get online and talk with some friends. I went through the week one step at a time, seeing some old friends was good times. Fammy, this one crazy guy that works at Cold Stone, size 13 feet, crazy. Tony Tan, musicologist and crazy as we know it. Austen, my stoner friend, always out there willing to help the potential stoner. Jason Liu, smartest azn in the world (minus Heun), a little sweaty, has Ass Burgers Syndrome, but smart . Crazy A, my red head friend, on some punk kick, you gotta love him. The Rich, well...yeah. Right now I'm chillin at Kyle's house droppin back a few Vanilla beverages and havin some Good Timez. Take it easy.
~Isaac
