July 2nd, 2004
|10:45 pm - I'm updating!?!?!?! wow... it's been a while...|
Copy this, and fill it out, into a comment to this post puh-puh-puh-please (If you don't, there's a good chance that I could develop a stutter).
What Would You Do If..
I asked you to help:
I was becoming suicidal:
I killed myself:
I died from natural causes:
I said I liked you:
I kissed you:
I started doing heroin:
I dropped out of school:
I was hospitalized:
I ran away from home:
I got in a fight and you were there:
What Do You Think About My
Choice of music:
Be my friend:
Tell me the truth, no matter what:
Lie to make me feel better:
Spread rumors about me:
Keep a secret if I told you one:
Loan me some cash:
Hold my hand:
Take a bullet for me:
Keep in touch:
Try and solve my problems:
Ha! fooled you! I didn't really update!
Current Mood: chipper
Current Music: nothing... how sad... and tragic
May 24th, 2004
April 29th, 2004
|09:26 am - I did the Plumber's spike!|
So... it has been a long time since I last played with this website. I am not in all that great of mood right now. I actually am pretty pissed.
So I had to get up at 8 this morning to watch my parents' kids. I don't even see brothers anymore... I look at them and see... my parents' kids. It's like they don't even exist to me as human beings... they are just a chore standing in my way of relaxation and fun. That's terrible of me to say... but it's the truth. I don't like babysitting.. never have. They'll wonder some day why they didn't get any grandkids out of me. And when they do ask that question, I will tell them that I didn't want to have to babysit all of my adult life, like I did all of my teenage life. And that they have no one to blame but themselves. My dad thinks it is perfectly ok to stick my ass at home with these veritable life and happiness eating machines. He doesn't even think twice about it. It's almost like he enjoys watching me get angry and want to destroy all of the lives that he created. I want to become a black hole and suck everything into the dark void, where white is black and evil is good. But I can't do that. I have too much going for me here to do that right now. =) I know that most of you hear me complain about these kids a lot... especially Amanda...but it comsumes most of my life that I don't spend with you...so it's hard not to complain. Summer can not come fast enough. As soon as that gets here, the shackles are removed! I become a free man once more! No more incarceration in this hellish prison that I call a house for days upn end while toting around some rugrat. I will be able to go and see my girlfriend of my own accord, not have to plan everything out 2 weeks before hand, and present my plans in writing, Xeroxed in triplicate, and stamped for authenticity. Ok... so that probably doesn't happen...but you get my point, ya? I won't have to depend on someone else to be home so that I can do something.
Ok... enough with the angst... I think I'm done angsting... at least for now... I'm sure something stupid will happen today that'll make me want to scream bloody murder...and then commit said act... so.. I think I shall stop typing now. I will see the majority of the people who read this later today. As for the rest of you......
Always, ALWAYS remember... you pillage before you burn. BEFORE you burn... I can't stress that enough people. BEFORE YOU BURN!!!!
Current Mood: frustrated
Current Music: construction machines outside
April 19th, 2004
|12:13 am - STFU|
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If your mission in life is not already to
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Congratulations and thank you!
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as if I didn't know that already....
Current Mood: crazy
March 30th, 2004
|06:39 pm - more icons!?|
I have more bowsArr!
|06:38 pm - new icon|
Current Mood: creative
March 25th, 2004
|12:47 am - Because I know something you don't know. I am not left-handed.|
More updating of the journal. *gasps* I know, I know. I don't really update a whole lot anymore. But...well... most of the people that read this I see almost every day of the week anyway... except for Monday and Teusday I suppose. Anyway... I digress.
So... Amanda and I went out on what, I would call, our first real "date" yesterday. (Tuesday) I thought it went rather well. Mini-golfing was great... albiet we were both pretty bad at it. =) I think we ended up tying. at like... a ton of strokes over par. Oh well... as Alex put it to me tonight. " Is anyone really good at mini-golf? " So... there you have it in the words of dojo master Alex. After we mini-golfed, we decided to go bowling. That, I was more better at. I can bowl pretty well if I set my mind to it... usually I'm just screwing around though... Imagine that... I'm not sure who won the first game, but I know I won the last. Ummm... where did we go from there... I think we went to Taco Bell. Now, I haven't been to Taco Bell in years. I actually liked thier tacos. No where near the quality of the free tacos I had not too long ago, (FREE TACOS!!!) but still tasty none-the-less. While we were sitting at Taco Bell, I told Amanda that I knew about her deadjournal... that was an interesting read... to say the least. But... I've known about it for a while now. Since before I asked her out to be quite honest. And it didn't deter me... for very long. And I am extemely happy that I didn't let it deter me. =) Let's see... I believe after Tacos, we went back to Champions to play the DDR. Now... we had been trying to play this game for a while now. people just kept monopolizing it. It was irritating. But there isn't a whole lot we could do about it... plus the fact that they were A LOT better than we were at it. I think we got to play once... after that we headed back to her (read:Amanda's) place. I always have fun at Amanda's house. there are no screaming kids there. No one to really bother us. (read:unless you count Ashely) And I just like being in Amanda's company. =) We played a little DDR... it's so much harder on the pads... I don't know why... it just is. We then sat on the futon, and "watched" Ashely play FF 9. She is quite possibly the funniest vid game player in the known universe. She talks to EVERYTHING as if they can hear her. It's just hilarious. Ummm... The Emperor's New Groove came after futon time. After that I think Ashely went to bed and Amanda and I "watched" a great movie by the title of "The Princess Bride" I know, all of you out there are thinking... what? But it really is a great movie. Mostly humorous, with a little bit of fairy-tale goodness in it. Anyway... all-in-all, I had a great time on our "first date".
Went over to Alex's tonight. Had a pretty good time. I didn't really play all that well... but a lot of people were over there so... I didn't really mind too much. I have a few stories about it... but they will have to be for another time. For I am Johnny, and I am done typing. So... I guess I'll talk to (most of) you later.
Current Mood: hungry
Current Music: me saying, "MMM... pizza!"
March 24th, 2004
March 16th, 2004
|08:26 pm - fuck fuck shit fuck!|
Ok. By now most of you know that I have to babysit for a large part of my days. Well, it would seem that I am now a fucking nanny, a nanny that doesn't get paid for working. Now... topday wasn't that bad at all. The baby decided to sleep for most of it. I also got to talk to Amanda today, so that brightened it up a lot... Now... usually when my mom comes home from work, I disappear. I go do whatever I want to do because of the fact that I sit at home all God damn day while everyone else either works, or is lazy. Tonight, that was not the mother fucking case.
First, a little background. My brother has track practice after school everyday, and my little sister has play practice after school every day. My elder sister is in Las Vegas/Arizona right now. My dad is working tonight. So that leaves my mother and me home for the majority of the night. Now, usually that's not a big deal. Tonight, however, it is a very big deal. My little brother, Wyatt, has wrestling practice 2 random days a week. This just so happened to be one of those days. So, my mom has to go take him to practice, leaving me home again, by myself, holding the baby, I am not very happy about this. But there is nothing that I can do about it. This is, y far, the best part of my night. She gets home and I go back downstairs to listen to my hockey game. I get through maybe the first period, when she has to go get Wyatt from wrestling. This is where the night begins its decline. Now, I have to babysit, yet again, by myself, while she goes to get Wyatt. My little sister can't drive yet, so, as soon as my mom pulls out of the drive way, she calls, as if on cue, for a ride. She, of course, can't get one right now. And my mom, as usual, doesn't have her cell phone with her. As this is happening, my little brother Gideon is over in the kitchen area, with no underwear on, dancing around. Now, we have been potty training him for quite some time now. And he needed to go. So, I am rushing him to the bathroom, with a baby in my hand, and he can't wait any longer. So he craps.. right there... on the mother fucking wood floor. I went off the deep end. I lost total control of myself. I am screaming, yelling, cursing, flailing... I mean I lost it. I thought I was going to have a nervous breakdown right then and there. Become a vegetable for the rest of my life. So... after a VERY loud and VERY angry rant upon how much I loath kids, I cleaned up his mess. now.. he was really fucking messy himself as well, so I decdided to just throw him in the shower. I clean him up and, almost immediately, the baby starts to cry because he is an attention whore and can't be put down for more than 5 minutes at a time. So... she comes back from getting Wyatt, and I tell her about my little adventure with the kids. She doesn't really seem to care very much... but that's about par for my parents. so.. I tell her that Sydney called, and she then leaves me again.
So that's the story of my night. I hate kids more right now than I think I ever have before in my lifetime. I mean... I am going to grow up being very bitter towards my parents and these kids for taking over my life. I don't think I can handle this for much longer. I really don't. I'm going to go crazy... and not the good kind of crazy... the Johnny Depp in secret Window crazy. I needed to rant to whomever reads this journal... and have done so. Now, I am done. I'm tired of sitting at this computer so... I'm going to leave.
Current Mood: pissed off
Current Music: the hockey game.
March 7th, 2004