2002-02-18 - 8:10 p.m.
okay, so the scented candle story was a bit... uh... revealing? no, there's a better word. hmm... a bit... overshare? yes, i guess that works... not really, but close enough. the scented candle was kinda an overshare, but you know what? too bad for you because i thought it was kinda funny. and what i think is funny is all that matters in here. well, that and what i dont want the government to find out. you see, i dont mind the government knowing that i have wet dreams because hell, everyone knows i have 'em, just like every other guy out there, including the homosexual ones. the only thing that sepparartes me and them is the subjects of the dream. but, like i was saying, what i wouldn't want the government to know is that i look at porno and i'm under 18. hah! they'll never find out...
so yeah... yesterday...
hmm... well, i went chillin' with kim and kerin and chris yesterday. we went to go see chris play at the solo ensemble thing at UH and when i was talking to dane, he told me that he practiced so much that he couldn't practice anymore physically; that he played the same thing as last year; that he had the same judge as last year (mr. abe); mr. abe said that he did better last year; and that the music teacher at UH lab school said he needed to wear nicer clothes. i thought the last part was the best.
oh, and i dont know what i was supposed to look for, but chris seemed to do pretty good. but i still dont know what i was supposed to be looking or listening for.
and then we were gonna go play video games at my house, but chris wanted to go eat so we went to zippy's instead where i ate nothing because i had a buck.25 in change. so, what'd i do? i made a crane out of the kids menu. yeah, we were all trying to figure out how to do it, and i figured it out! after that when we left, i gave the crane to our waitress. she was cute in a not pretty way. it's like, she wasn't pretty where i'd pop a bonner at her, but she was cute because she seemed all innocent like. but i doubt she'd be able to make me grow wood.
why is this diary becoming so sexual?
after that kim dropped me off at my house because they were late for band practice where they were going to fold cranes (what'd you expect? them to practice?).
so i borrowed kim's copy of GTA3. well, as soon as i got home, randi called me and told me she was gonna swing by my house and pick my fat ass up and we were all gonna go party at her house. so i ate fast and i went to randi's house with brandon, lauren, and frances. later on reid, jeremy, and evan joined us. well, i was sorely dissapointed. i was hoping to watch some speedvision, but nope... randi had to tape the janet jackson concert. i was sad. so i ate randi's mom's food because it's all i'm good for and i read an old issue of motor trend. after that, we went into the other room and watched the simpsons while i also continued to read the issue of motor trend and sat on a massage chair. god i so want one of those. it's like... pure bliss. bliss!
it's almost... sexual.
and then we went to evan's house. dude, i am so gonna beat the shit out of evan one of these days and take his god damned house. the thing is like... muy fantastico or something. i swear to god it's got a view to die for and it's just... indescribable? undescribable? not-describable? PHAT? something along those lines. not to mention there's a pool table in there. i could get good with that thing. well, maybe not good, but at least better.
so we spent a good two hours playing pool. many games of cut throat, 8-ball and 9-ball. i will own a pool table one of these days.
but i wont have sex on it like they always do in the TV.
after that me and randi went back to randi's house and watched more TV because it's all we ever do. and then i came home and played GTA3 till 5 a.m. yes. i was up till 5 a.m. playing GTA3 until i realized that my PS2 might not be able to take the same ammount of abuse my eyes were taking. so i went to sleep.
and then i woke up to my alarm clock buzzing (when it shouldn't have). what'd i do? first i tried slamming my hand on it in a vain attempt to hit whatever was making the gawd awful noise. then i finally hit the switch that turns the alarm on and off and i threw the damn thing under my bed in anger. but what next? did i wake up? did i go back to sleep? did i linger in limbo of lying on my bed half awake? nope... i fucking woke up because i knew i had a shit load of english to do. well, maybe not a shit load, but when your half awake, any work is a shit load. so i woke up and did my grammar. and then i played more GTA3. i played all day long. i made it up till the second island in one day. of course i used cheats though. fuck that, i aint gonna do it without cheats. you think i'm crazy? or a non-cheater?
i should do my vocab...
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