Wanna hear something kinda cool? I'm sixteen now. I can go for my learner's anytime I want! Then again, I've read jack-squat of that booklet. Oh well, I'm in no big rush. Actually, my birthday went by pretty fast. I really didn't even notice it. There was no party, it was only used with my friends as casual conversation, like "hey, I don't really feel 16 yet," or "woah, I'm sixteen now. I'll be damned," or something stupid like that. Actually, the really sad part was that I didn't even spend my birthday with friends. It was all a strictly family and friends of the family thing. That, of course, was more so because I just didn't call anyone up, or they already had plans, yada yada yada.
Apart from that, quite a lot of stuff has happened. Not extremely interesting stuff, mind you, (of course, nothing here really was, right?) just . . . ya know . . . . . stuff. I'm getting adept with my new bike, I'm seeing more movies (by the way, "The Thin Red Line" really sucked), and I have seen nothing of Jody for a couple of weeks now. So ya see, this "stuff" that I'm referring to isn't necessarily good stuff. All right, I've gotta get this off my chest. Why "Thin Red Line" sucked: It tries to show how horrible war is in comparison to death, but it didn't do it well. Half of the time you had no idea what was going on (in fact, I'm still a little puzzled as to what took place in the movie). And then those damn narration/flashbacks. THEY WERE HORRIBLE! In the middle of any point in the movie, some slow-speaking hick would start talking about god knows what, while there's some flashback of their life at home, WHICH SIMPLY DID NOT WORK!
Okay, crappy one-star movie aside, I have done some productive stuff. I finally got my haircut, which was looooong overdue. This, I got after an unexpected tour of the local university that Dan went to (a three hour tour, in fact). He said he "had some errands to run, and if there was time to take me to get my hair cut . . . maybe". That crazy older brother. I need not worry of him for the time being. He's in LA for a holiday (that rhymes!).
Let's see . . . what else . . . . . oh yeah! The band! You see, I'm in a six-person band including myself, Craig, Tina, Robyn, Meg, and Natalie, or "Nat", who is another person I've said nothing about. Once again, I won't get into her too much for sake of simplicity. Just know she's another friend. Anyhoo, Craig's dad got married a little while ago, and he hired us to play at their reception! Well, we all thought it was a pretty cool idea, so we did it, we got people clapping, the little ones were dancing, and okay I embellished a little. So no one was really dancing. But they did clap after a song.
Later that day, I was at another guy's house (from the "other friends") for a backyard barbecue. This was fun. There was a karaoke or however you spell it machine, lots of food, and a touch of rain. Yes, it rained. We then got the decency to put up a tarp over the yard. Now THAT was fun. At first, I felt a little like a flood-relief volunteer, but as the music got louder, and the rain got wetter, I realized something: it wasn't flood relief . . . it was a beer commercial! I swear, if we were old enough to drink, our whole backyard antics could've sold case upon case of beer (although we wouldn't get to drink it. "But we could hold it")!
A minute after the tarp was up, it stopped raining. Go fig.
Yeah, so I'm still waiting for "WWF: Attitude" to come out on Nintendo 64, so while we're waiting, let's play a little "Warzone", the original WWF game for the N64. I've been doing that a lot lately. I guess I'm just trying to ready myself so I will adapt to the style of playing that Attitude will demand. That, or I'll kill myself if I play that "Cradle" level of "Goldeneye" one more time.
I saw that episode of "Friends" again. Ya know, that one where Ross goes to China, and then it's Rachel's birthday, yada yada yada, she falls for him. Well, watching this kind of stuff so much is bound to make you think about such incidents in life. Things like saying the indefinite wrong thing (Chandler's crystal duck line), what others say while your away (the whole China thing), and how I'd react in such situations (like that's gonna be bloody likely). I mean, I am SO in that whole saying the wrong thing. I've done it so much I actually punch myself at night when I'm going to bed, and I think about these little . . . incidents where I SHOULD NOT have said what I did.
Honestly though, I've REALLY watched too many romantic comedies lately. It's starting to get to me how these two people SO different (yet so much the same) always get together in the end. I mean, if life were only so good . . . . . . . you know . . . I'd be happy. Yeah, but "Blast From the Past" (starring Alicia Silverstone and Brendan Frasier) was a pretty good movie (and I apologize profusely if I spelt someone's name wrong). It was really entertaining. In fact, it only gave me more scenarios to play out in my mind. No, no no no, I don't mean that I'm a thirty-five year old guy who's lived his life in a hole, I mean the little things. Like (WARNING, potential spoilers!!!) when "he" scares the crap outta "her" and she hurts herself falling out of the car. I liked that part of the movie, because if you saw it, you know how it turns out.
I've been thinking a lot about Jody lately (typical). No, seriously, I mean that seeing as I've seen basically nothing of her, I've always been wondering about how she's doing, what's new in her life, ya know. Actually, what's been a real killer is that a lot of times I find that I already made arrangements with my other group of friends, so I'll miss what this group of friends is doing. I'll in turn find out that they all went to see a movie, or something, and that Jody was there. I'll then curse to myself and wish I had gone too. This other time, I was biking with Jason and Craig again, and we stopped to call people to see if they wanted to come. Well, we called Jody, and she wanted to come, but her dad didn't really want her biking so far out of town. I found quite a distinct irony in all that.
So you ask why don't I call up people to do stuff? Well, I would, but I don't have any ideas either. That, and once I call someone, I find that they're already out or doing something. And once again, with the Jody business, I don't want to call over there too much, seeing as every time I have she's been out, and I'd just look weird calling there all the time. Actually, I kinda have to see this movie again. It was a very good movie, and I think I need to see it again to watch for "fine-hair" stuff. So I would call around, but from what I understand everyone's already doing something. I don't know. Maybe I will later, or something.
Well, while I'm rambling . . . why do I purposely hurt/pretend to hurt myself for the sake of the laugh? Really! I mean, I once dropped about 2 meters and went into a roll, but then "lost me balance" and stumbled, stumbled, crash/roll out. I was funny, and (heh heh) pretty fun. Another time a bunch of us stuck our heads through those slots in a board painted with bodies and our heads go where theirs should be (you know, theme parks). Well, after the picture, I "got my head stuck", and was pretty convincing until I came a little loose too soon.
Actually, I think one of best times I "hurt myself" was on a bus. We were all getting home from what I believe was "Austin Powers 2" (of course, I could be wrong [and I probably am]). Naturally there wasn't enough seats for us, so a few of us sat, a few of us stood. Eventually Jody and I both mutually agreed to stand (possible good thing? Not gonna say. Might jinx it). Anyway, we stood in the way of the back door. She was against a wall on one side of it; I was against the other. So we were just talking to each other a bit, stared back and forth around that little bar between us. During a small moment of silence, we were just looking at each other, when the bus lurched. I fell forward, and my forehead "hit the little pole". Now I watch a lot of wrestling, so I knew how to sell it. My hand hit the pole hard but casually to produce the sound, my eyes winced, and . . . well, whatever. It was really cool.
So once again, why do I do this stuff? I guess it's just my own form of slapstick comedy that's good because it's up close and personal, etc. Well, I think I've wasted enough on this subject, so . . .
I dislike hip-hop music a lot. I thought I'd just like to say that now. It doesn't appeal to me. And I don't know when it stopped being about "Rhythm & Blues", but "R&B" sucks too. And this is probably the reason I don't listen to the "popular" radio station. Personally, I think I've heard enough hip-hop/rap songs that involve waving your arms in the air like you don't care. I mean come on, learn some new lyrics! They all use that sequence of rhyming words. That's why I thought it was so funny when at that ROCK concert the crowd kept throwing crap on the stage of the hip-hop people.
Let's see . . . what to rant about now . . . oh yeah! About having two groups of friends. I personally think it's great. It gives you a wider range of friends, you get to share things that you couldn't share with others, and it gives you twice the places to go. Overall I'd never say one group is more important to me than the other. I like them both. Of course, there are times when I kinda don't like it. I don't know how this happens, but I swear something always goes on with one group when I'm with the other. This, of course, is me talking about Jody again (typical). I'm not kidding! You know that when you go out with friends generally there's some people that end up not being there. Either they already had plans, are sick, or just plain don't want to.
So remember when I was talking about that biking trip with J, Craig, and possibly Jody (but she wasn't able to) earlier? Well, the next day I went with my other friends to do something, and I distinctly remember Craig called me up that day after my friend Pete (of the "other friend" affiliation) did, so I did not see the friends that you know so much about. I later found out Jody was there. Irony? Much. God, if I keep talking about Jody like this, I just get more pathetic each time, and I don't want that!
Well, that was basically my August. So it was okay. There were its moments, but I still wish for something big. But until then, I'll be somewhat "content" playing games, watching wrestling, eating pizza, and loafing around. Oh yeah, and I tried that new McDonald's bacon for the burgers. It's not that good. Much like the rest of McDonald's. Oh, and my mom didn't like "The Blair Witch Project", but I don't really pay attention to her opinions. Why did I throw that in? I dunno. Figured a little filler would work here. Hmm. Maybe not.
Okay, I just realized it was Friday. I once again think about what I've done this week, which was nothing. I've done nothing. God, did anyone notice that school starts in a few weeks? I'm in grade 11 now! When the hell did this happen?! Oh man! I've wasted my whole summer! ARRGH! In case you didn't notice, I'm slightly, oh so slightly pissed off. And I've still seen nothing of Jody! "
Oy, nutta!" (That's from a game. Worms 2. Very fun game.) So here I am, wishing that this friend of mine cared just a little more, and hoping that something will happen. I swear, that horoscope thing always says the same thing: "Something's going to happen soon." But when?
My prediction is that it's gonna be before the end of summer.
