It's Just Me

I'm not easily offended, I'm not regularly an angry person, I don't hate anybody, but I can hold grudges if necessary. One thing that sets me off is when people meddle in my love life, it's a reason that I don't see many people. I've recently found a new friend and we've been together for about two weeks. Within those two weeks I've been given shit about dating my bestfriends ex, I've been given shit about her age, I've had to deal with a boy-whore trying to swoo her (twice), I've had to deal with angry ex-girlfriends, conspiring friends of an ex, and judgemental parents. I've beaten all of those but now I have another obstacle, another boy out to ruin my relationship. This kid hates my friend and he's made it abundantly clear that he will not in any way, shape, or form, look out to protect her. Now suddenly when I'm in the picture I'm a bad guy to him. Just go Fuck yourself, really, I don't need more problems.

Subconscious Thinking

I was browsing one of the popular comic sites where anyone can upload images when I came across a post detailing a man's journey of going through mental experiments to interact with his subconscious, the short hand of this story would go something like, "I was offered a job to test my imagination, I took the job because I needed the money, after a few weeks of being in the plain boring room I started to visualize myself and interact with my imagined manifestation like the doctors had encouraged me to do. I eventually discovered that I was speaking to my subconscious and that he remembered everything correctly, the doctors were impress and encouraged me to continue. I began to lose contact with most of the outside world and one of my friends noticed that. He asked me what my problem was and my manifestation told me to attack him, I did and I beat him pretty badly. Later on I realized my manifested imagination was become more dark and sinister, he would mentally and physically wound me, chipping at my confidence and lying to me. After asking the doctors about the experiment they shrugged me off and kept on. The test afterwards were a little more harsh, I was tied down and forced to interact with my dopleganger, I remember him attacking me with his talons and cutting my arm, I still have a scar from it. Most days I'm stuck with thinking that my manifestation did attack me and leave me with a scar but some days I can make out for myself that I inflicted it. I locked myself in my small apparement, I didn't want these tests to happen anymore. My imagination came forth and told me that he was going to kill everyone I love, my family my friends, some days he even made me watch as he slit my manifested mothers throat. The memories were so real that I could feel the blood, taste it. He told me that my sister would be the first to die, that he would rip out her guts. A few weeks later I got a call from my mother about an incident. My sister had been the most recent victim in a string of murders. The serial killer ripped out the guts of his victims." That is the short hand version, of course after doing a little research, I was able to clarify that this story is not real, if I can find a link I'll try to put it below.

After reading this though I started to think of how amazing it would be to visualize myself and ask literally any question and get a correct answer. Talking to your subconscious, it's very much so possible, but requires months of mental training and preperation. You could find out anything you would ever want to know about yourself or recall some sort of information. It's really a fantastic trick to learn. I read a little more on the subconscious and speaking with it and realized that some things aren't for me to know. Although you can ask yourself about good things like answers to old questions such as "What was that song" or "How many pages are in this certain book" and get a correct answer, it's always a possibilty to ask harmful questions that would bring up surpressed memories. It's black and white with this, you ask a question and get a correct answer, whether you wanted to hear it or not is not up to you. You will be told and you'll have to live with it.

Family Vacation

I'm not that big on my family, in fact, most of the time I watch in awe as families get to go places and have fun together. My brothers and parents don't get along well so there is almost always an argument that will begin. We rarely go on vacations but today was an exception. We all had stayed local during Spring Break rather than going somewhere fun and extravagant so to make up for it, we went on a wildly magical trip. Where? Well, we went to none other than Subway. My parents bought us all dinner. Afterwards we went to Wally World, better known as Wal-mart. We all got some souvenirs from our trip, all I got were some shorts and what I can only describe as an Adult Capri-Sun. It was a fun vacation, sadly it only lasted about an hour and a half.

You Know What's Coming

I was sitting in my class today, completely spaced out while I should have been listening. I started to write down a story on my paper, right over the print, I just wrote it right on top, didn't even care. I was in the zone. I got maybe halfway through my story when class ended and then thought of making this blog. It got me thinking some more though and I've got some great ideas. So to me readers, if you haven't understood what I've been saying, I've already written down half of Part Four, the sequel to Part Three, Part Two, and Part One. If you've not read them, I'd suggest following the links at the bottom of this post. and taking the time to read them. I don't know when I'll finish Part Four or when I'll be relasing it but I'm hoping for sometime during this month.

For a link to Part One, click here
For a link to Part Two, click here
For a link to Part Three, click here

I Don't Know What I Expected.

My friend offered me some of her water infused with Cocoa and Mint. Honestly I had no idea what it was going to taste like. I took a drink and it tasted like minty chocolate. It was really dissorienting. Water should taste like water. My sense are freaking out right now, when I have the taste of mint on my tounge I expect the experience of gum, like a tingly cold feeling, not this. I don't know what to think! It's like mint that ins't minty, water shouldn't taste like this. On the other hand, it was tasty, it was just weird and it threw me off.

Cold Threats

If you haven't heard, and honestly there should be no way that you haven't, North Korea is threatening to set off a Nuclear Missile. There is no where on the internet that I haven't seen any sort of discussion. Everywhere on YouTube, whether it relates to the video or not, there is an American versus some other foreigner going back and forth about backing up one country and allies with the other and the nuclear disaster that will ensue. I'm all for not having war and devastation but to the rest of the world, we can handle it. We've all seen what North Korea is capable of and I feel confident that America can protect itself. If you don't agree with our country then keep it to your own, and this statement isn't meant for just foreigners, I'm looking at you too America.

Gifts

My birthday is coming up in a few months and for the past three years I've told everyone that I don't want anything. I don't want a party, I don't want gifts, I just want to be left alone. Like I said, I've not been allowed that for the last three years. Yesterday on one of my walks I had an idea for a gift, specifically for a percussionist. I think something that would go above and beyond in the eyes of the reciever would be a pair of drumsticks. Not just any drumsticks though, a pair made custom for the drummer, painted, colored, written on, things that would make it special rather than just a plain pair. I don't know, I think it'd be a wonderful gift.

This Saturday

I've actually got a Saturday Update for you guys this week, I've almost got it finished but it's not quite done. Expect it sometime earlier this week!

Time Switch

I do not do daylight savings. It's just not my thing, the day after we fall back or spring forward, I'm dead and nothing productive occurs. As some of you probably know, yesterday was a daylight savings day in which we sprung forward an hour. Despite feeling fine most of the day (I felt pretty crappy around eight 'O' clock, not sure why) I could barely move this morning. I just stayed home and got sick a little bit every now and then. Daylight savings is not my friend.

Something Is Seriously Wrong

I used to be such a hypocondriach. Thinking everything little thing that happened made me sick, if I coughed, I had a cold, if I sneezed, it was the flu, I was just one of those people. A few months ago, my dad left me with a scare making me think I had meningitis, which by the way, is deadly. A few months before that I went to see my doctor for a problem with my hand, something was wrong with the muscle because my excessive hand use... as a percussionist. I think I've been to the doctor more times in the past year than any other given time in my life. I already had the sinking feeling that something is wrong with me, I'm over that because I know something's wrong with me. I just contracted bacterial bronchitis and recovered from that about two weeks ago. A week ago I had some... problems... with my digestive system... and as of yesterday I have a dang cold. It's not just a regular "Small cough, runny nose, and sneeze" cold though. I've been involuntarily crying my eyes out, coughing my lungs out more, and watching my nose slowly morph into a waterfall of mucus. Refering back to the crying thing, I mean that for some reason my eyes just start watering but it's not like usual, it's a lot more. I've pretty much concluded that my immune system is a bunch of garbage. Maybe it's some recent stress and thoughts I've been having about a few people. I don't know. Something that's notable though is that I have a reoccuring dream, almost everynight, same people, same setting, same message. I've not written it down or told anyone about it and I don't plan to, just something I'll keep to myself for a little longer.

Kierkegaard Effect (Moved)

Now in Friday Fun Fact.

My Time Alone

Excuse me if this blog is somewhat scattere braind... or rather not scatter brained. Like I said in my previous post, I had next to no time by myself just for me to think. I guess you could count this as alone time for me but I wouldn't classify it as such. I just wanted to be alone... I'm sitting in the pit right now. There are plenty of people around my but only one is speaking, It's not really too terribly quiet but I can live with it. Scratch that, the pit just started playing, now I'm listening to the failed tones and notes of the pit band. I'm still trying to convey my thoughts right now so here goes my hardest try at keeping on a straight track with my train of thought. I'm feeling Anger and Rage right now, flooding through my spiteful veins. I really want to hit something and I'm not a violent person. Betrayal, betrayal where I thought I could keep friendship, compassion, feelings of anything. I just want to turn it off right now. I want to shut off the colors, turn off the sounds, lose the feelings. I just want to be alone, by myself and with no one else in my world. If I could just be alone, I would happy. I don't want to be with anyone and I don't want anyone to be with me. My insides are tearing me apart with everything I have to deal with, I don't want it and if I could shut it off, I would. I want to be alone.

What Little Time

With what little time I have to write this blog, I just want to say how hard it seems to get five god damn minutes of peace alone, by myself. I just wanted to be alone to clear my head and keep myself a little more stable but that didn't happen, I'm like a damn magnet to everyone, they all gravitat toward me and I for some reasone, can't seem to find any time to be myself with myself and only me! I just wanted to be alone but they wouldn't let me. I don't want to be around anyone else. I really just want to go away.

An App is an Interesting Thing

So, there is a free application on the Apple Store, if you've seen it then you'll understand a little better. The basic functionality of this app is to help you determine your mood for the day. It keeps track of your answer and tracks yourself over a period of time. The main idea is to tell you if you need to change something in your life. When I first started using it my days were generally on the low end of the scale meaning I was a tad bit distressed. After a week of using it, I started to cheer up. This past week, I had an epiphany, however silly or simple it may seem... If you're happy, then you aren't sad. I've tried to keep a smile on my face all week, no matter what. It worked. I've seen a boost in my mood and I've been feeling much better about myself. So, my readers, take a look at your life. Are you happy? Are you sad? Does something need to change? If so, what? Take the reigns on your life and leaf it the way you want to.

Oh My, Oh My

My dear friend Bailie, this... girl you're speaking of (I'm sorry, but I refuse to use the term you used to describe her.) really doesn't deserve your attention. If it brings you so much pain, the best thing to do would be to... In the words of the popular band, Three Days Grace, Let it Die. I don't know exactly who this person is, I have my thoughts about it, but it's not worth bringing the trouble or pain. Happy Friday!

Recent Happenins'

Hello my friends! So, I've just gotten back from a concert (it was amazing) and I really want to blog about it but on the other hand, I don't. I've got three reasons to justify myself if I happen to not say anything else about it here. One, it's already been three days since the concert, I can't remember exactly everything that happened, I didn't blog about it earlier because I was asleep, coming home at two in the morning, staying up 'til seven and then waking up at noon for a few more hours flips around your internal clock. Two, after the concert, I got really moody. I sort of became really sad and it was just a feeling of like, everyone hated me, and everything was just going wrong. I still sort of feel this way too so... yeah. Three, it's really just so much easier to explain the things that I can remember from the concert in person, I'm sure I'll be doing that a lot over the coming days. But guys, if I do blog about it, I'll try my best to keep everything in there and leave out as little details as possible.

My Opinions Are My Opinions

I hate everyone. My opinion is not wrong, it's my damn opinion. Everyone else really does need to fuck off. I gave my opinion on The Beatles, I don't like their music, in fact you can say I hate their music. As soon as I voiced my opinion I was shot down by angry voices. Apparently having multiple hit songs means that the band cannot possibly anything less than the best. Seriously, fuck all of you.

So Many Things

Very recently, specifically four in the morning today, I was hit hard, head on, with the rest of my life. I don't know what I want to do with myself for sure, there are plenty of things I want to try while I can. I've been having recent rumblings of trekking across America. Everyone is assuming that I'm going to be renting a hotel every night, eating out for all my meals, and driving through the states. That's not how I want to do it. I want to get my shoes, get my tent, take a canteen, compass, a couple boxes of matches, a few cans of dried food, and walk across America. I don't want to take a ride across the nation, I want to travel myself alone and understand myself better. It doesn't seem like a viable plan to anyone else though. With the doubt from others I started thinking of other things I want to do. I want to travel, that's the main thing. Sydney, Australia, is one of the specific places I want to visit. I could get a Work Visa and actually live in Australia for a while or I could take a round trip flight and stay a month or two. I want to meet new people and expand my horizons, not only to the people, but also to the cultures. I want to know what else is out there but it doesn't help when everyone is blowing me down.

Not The Right Time

I had a really interesting Saturday, it was actually fantastic and I have so much to say about it. I thought about blogging about it in my Saturday Update but then I thought "Hmmm... Maybe I'll do something else..." and s I did. I may or may not blog about it later.

Not Exactly...

I just put up Part Three of my story, go ahead and feel free to read it because it has some important things in it that are forshadowing possible events. (Question Mark?) I will say though that it's more of a filler than a main part of the story. I had this entire thing planned out but as I was adding details such as the dialogue I realized that I wouldn't be able to fit what I wanted to get done all in one post. I had planned to get to the start and finish of the "Activity" that the campers would be doing but as I finished up I went to preview it and found out that it was much longer than I had expected. I decided to finish up and leave the rest for a later blog. Part Four will hopefully be out soon, maybe next month or in the coming weeks, I'm not making any promises though.

Part Three

Voices are filling the dining hall as everyone tells stories of their day. Most of the campers have already sat down with their food and started eating. Kiya and I noticed a couple of our campers grouping up at the end of the table, we both looked at each other with a quizzical look on our face. We got up and walked to the group of campers to see what all the hullabaloo was about. The campers were almost in a huddled formation gossiping about the activity tonight. As we end our small walk to the group Kiya asks, "What's going on guys?" to which the campers quickly snap back into a seated position and almost instinctively answer "Nothing..." Kiya and I already both know what's going on, they all want to know what we're doing tonight but don't want to ask any of the counselors.
I stand up a little straighter and say "Alright then, Kiya and I will be heading back to our cabin soon, if you need anything, don't hesitate to come get us." The campers go back to their usual dialogue, talking about their day and gossiping about tonight. As Kiya and I walk out of the dining hall I hear a voice from behind, two voices actually. Both shouting "Hey wait!"
We keep walking out of the dining hall and stop in front of the closed doors. Only a few moments after, Emily and Bailie came running out. They burst through the doors in a hurry and even started running a few feet ahead before realizing Kiya and I had stopped. As Emily planted her feet into the ground trying to get traction to turn, she nearly tripped and fell over. Kiya, Bailie, and I had a laugh about that until Emily stopped us and said it wasn't funny. After the shenanigans I asked, "So what's up? We heard you yell at us."
"We need to talk to you guys real quick... In private." said Bailie
"Great, Brandon and I were just going back to our cabin, you're both welcome to join us, I doubt anyone would be listening." replied Kiya.
We started walking again, following the dirt paths that have been tread so many times, we made up some small talk, some things about the weather, a few anecdotes about our lives outside of camp, pretty much things we already knew. Each cabin we passed was like a checkpoint on our walk, each time we passed I let out a loud whistle almost as a way of letting the others know we were getting closer. First the DJ cabins, then the EB cabins, JG cabins, and finally we passed the KB cabins.
We enter the cabin two by two and sat ourselves down. "Get comfortable" Emily said, "We have a lot to talk about."
I let out a sarcastic "Ugh" and let the others talk. Bailie speaks first, "Emily and I overheard Danny and Gabby talking about starting an alliance between their two cabins, I don't think it's fair."
"Not fair at all, which is why I suggest we make an alliance between our cabins, it'd be like a two on two grudge match."
Kiya and I exchange looks of intrigue then start to think. I chime in and say "Give us a few moments, we need to talk about it." with a very smug tone of voice. There was a short pause then we got up and left the cabin. Kiya and I sat on the steps of our cabin and started to talk.
"So you think we should do it?" asked Kiya.
"It doesn't really matter if we team up, our campers are going to win anyway. I say we do what you think is best."
"Bailie has been my best friend for a long time... I don't know, it just seems like we're creating an unfair advantage..."
"Well of course it's an unfair advantage, teaming up to win. What if Danny and Gabby's cabins aren't actually teaming up though, we'll look like the bad guys then. Emily has been one of my best friends since we met, it's not like I don't want to partner up."
"Yeah... I don't know what to do-"
A voice from the cabin shouts out, "Are you guys almost done? We're getting tired of waiting in here!" It was from Emily, a way of showing her impatience.
I stand up and say to Kiya, "We'll think about it some more and maybe talk to Danny about it, don't say anything to anyone else, okay?"
"Understood, Cappy Tan." she replies.
We walk back into the cabin and are greeted with the anxious eyes of Bailie and Emily. They stand and almost in unison ask, "Well?" I smile and say, "Give us until tonight, we need to think about it a little more, now, if you'll excuse us, would you kindly get out? Kiya and I have some things to do."
Bailie and Emily slowly exit the cabin and are almost out of the door until Emily stops. "You might want to think about it quick, you know what the losers get..."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah... We know, now get out." I say.
Emily and Bailie finally get out of the door way and reach the dirt pathway. Kiya and I have since made our way to the windows to stand and watch as Emily turns back for a quick glance. We step back and each go to the tiny fridge in the corner. We knelt down, opened the door, and each grabbed a Styrofoam box. I had gone into town the previous night to pick up a special dinner. We opened the boxes, got some plates, gave each other a huge grin, then we dug in.

Recent Thinkin'

If you didn't know, I had started to date this girl back in December. We dated for a month and it was a pretty easy going relationship. We both told eachother that we are the jelous types but honestly, we both believed we'd be faithful. We were, there were no doubts of cheating on the other or thinking about it either. A few weeks ago though, we started talking and we realized we weren't compatable... Or at least I did (Getting on to that...) I broke up with her but I gave her a handshake and reminded her about my promise that I will be her friend if we did end it, apparently that wasn't enough for her, she gave me a hug and a smile then we both went on our way. Now, it was two days after I broke up with her that I found out she was "Dating" someone that I personally dislike, he's never been a good person and he's an all-around douche. The next time I saw her, she told me about it, said they got together a day ago, she was happy with him, blah blah blah. They broke up three days later. She made it a whole five days before the guy deicided he wasn't ready for a relationship. Now she wants to get back with me but there is another girl I've been thinking about. I've known her for a while and we haven't talk for quite some time. It took me breaking up with a girl to get me to start thinking about a time in my life when I was happy. I realized those days were over and skipped forward a few months to the summer of 2012. If you've been sticking with me from the beginning, most of you know that I blogged about this girl that I met. She and I seemed pretty similar and compatable, in fact we even talked about dating. Thing is she moved away and we don't talk anymore. I saw her a few weeks ago hanging around with her family but I was preoccupied. After I had finished putting some things away I went find her but alas, she had already left. It's this girl that I've been thinking about recently, I remember the days we spent together like they were yesterday. I can't get the thoughts out of my mind and I'm sort of glad. They bring me back to the days that I didn't hate this world, before I was spiteful to everyone I met, before I started making bad decisions. It was a good time, I'm happy I met her and I hope to see her again soon.

Future Plans

Okay guys, I'm going to be heading North for Wisconsin soon, I plan on bringing my laptop, phone, and other electronic advices. I'll be taking pictures, I'll be creating stories, maybe I'll work on my "Part Three" (Speaking of which, no progress on it yet.) So anyway, expect more things to come in the following weeks. Also I'm going to the Three Days Grace Concert on the Fifteenth and I am E-X-C-I-T-E-D!

Oh Joy

Oh Bailie, you're such a loveable person, there's no need to be upset. I know how you feel, giving everything, doing nothing wrong, trying to be the best you can for her and then she shoots you down. Trust me, it won't kill you. You have plenty of other friends, like you said, Janis, Charley, Danny, and also me. I'm here to listen, it's what I do best. So Bailie, in the nicest way possible, get over it, because it's not worth being upset about. Let it go, hold a grudge for however long you want, be mad, get angry, but then... Let it go. I've forgiven her, I don't hate her, granted I doubt she thinks of us as friends but I'd be there if she needed me to be. Occupy yourself with other things, work on a halloween costume like me. (Nine months away, you can never be too early.) Maybe if crafts aren't your thing, learn some sort of skill, maybe change up your style, you shouldn't dwell on petty things of the past. Most of all Bailie, just be happy, there's no need to beat yourself up over this. You've got traits that make you great and I believe that you're going places, just let life happen.

Good Tuesday, Bailie
~Bwheels

A Common Trend

So, what I've been noticing is that my dad is bad luck when it comes to concerts. Every time he has bought tickets to go see a live performance, something has happened. Back in 2010, he bought Aerosmith tickets for us all and Stephen Tyler ended up falling off stage in a drunken fit, breaking his ankle in the process and consequently ending the tour. Back in 2009, he bought tickets to see Here Come The Mummies live. The night before he had a heart attack and had to miss the concert (If anyone is wondering, he is fine and healthy now). This year (2013) he bought tickets to see Three Days Grace performing in Fort Wayne. Two weeks later Adam Gontier, the lead singer of the band, left. We're still planning on seeing them so hopefully they don't completely break up. The one concert I have been to though, my sister bought tickets to. So being 3 for 4 is a pretty bad statistic.

New Activity

I've recently opened up a new blog, it's called "The Overlapping Lines" and it's my photo blog. To any of my readers, don't feel like you need to go check it out, It's only a few passages of my thinking prcess on some topics and questions discussed in my photagraphy class.

Those Who've Forgotten

"I ponder of something great, my lungs will fill and then deflate, they fill with fire, exhale desire I know it's dire my time today. I have these thoughts so often I ought to replace that slot with what I once bought 'cause somebody stole my car radio and now I just sit in silence, sometimes quiet is violent. I find it hard to hide it, my pride is no longer inside, it's on my sleeve, my skin will scream reminding me of who I killed, inside my dream, I hate this car that I'm driving, there's no hiding for me I'm forced to deal with what I feel, there is no distraction to mask what is real."

Theses are lyrics to a song I was introduced to. I know some people that can relate to this little snippet of the song though. People think of being amazing, they want to achieve greatness and become something in this world. So many times the world turns them down, they are left with some obstacle that they don't think they can get past and it burns inside them. Trying so hard to be someone and then crushed in an instant. In this case, the radio to me is a dream. Someone has taken it away from me and I think of getting a new dream but it's not that easy, it's never that easy. Without a dream to follow we have no drive to do what we needs to be done, we sit in silence and accept the fate that's befallen us. Time eats away at us, the pain of losing what we desired finally makes us snap, it sends us over the edge and forces us to deal with what we've been hiding. Suddenly all of the pain floods back in and all we can do is try to hide it. When we give up on a dream, we all die a little inside, part of us that was yearning to accomplish something is now gone and will not return. My message to you all is to never give up on a dream, no matter how hard something may be. I know what I want in life, I know my limitations, and I know my qualities. I can dream and aspire to be whoever I want to be and change the life of myself or others. Never let go of your dreams.

Thanks!

Guys, I'm proud to say that at 12:21 AM on January 8, 2013, this blog, Miscellaneous, reached over One-Thousand views! Thank you to everyone that has helped me reach this goal, it's a huge milestone to me and I hope it means a lot to everyone out there as well. Having readers and fans really inspires me to be a better person, to try and share my stores and advice with others. Thank you all so much and especially to the one-thousandth viewer, whoever it may be, here's hoping for another thousand more!

A Story Told Too Many Times

I've had too many people tell me about that one person that they just can't stand, that one person that has done something horrible to them and it will never be forgiven. I've had to tell too many people that forgiving others is hard but it's always the best choice, it's something I learned from a dear friend, one that I rarely speak to now. Don't get me wrong, what someone has done may sting like a thousand wasps but everything will be okay. I've been crushed on the inside multiple times and it hurt more than anything I've ever experienced but because of the words she has spoken to me, I've been able to forgive and forget. Whenever I say to someone that they should forgive I always include that healing takes time and that they can spend as much time as they need in order to begin forgiving. I always have a temporary moment of hatred, anger, and spite before I begin to let go and it could last anywhere between a few hours to a few months. I've hated plenty of people and it wasn't until August of 2011 that I began to understand that spite gets you nowhere. I may not speak to these people or act friendly to them, but I don't go out of my way to spread rumors and talk about them behind thier back. It's just so much easier to let go of things and carry on with life rather than stay hung up on the details of the past and let them ruin your future. I feel like I've made amends with my Ex-psuedo-spouses, (it's what I call a girlfriend/boyfriend rather than the obvious, sounds much more sophisticated, yes?) my first psuedo-spouse and I are still very good friends and we make plans to hang out every once in awhile, my second and I are less friendly to eachother, we don't plan to hang out, and we rarely talk but I never speak ill of her and if she needs help, I'm happy to assist. All of my childhoood enemies and I are on common ground (or at least I hope so...) because of time, I've not spoken to many of them and they've not spoken to me, I don't get dirty looks and I don't send them either. I try hard to be a good person and there may be someone that comes along and hurts me but they will always be forgiven because I've stopped myself from caring about the past. It feels good to vent anger but it feels better to rid yourself of hate.

My New Years Events

So, as I said here's my blo documenting my New Years Eve! It started as any regular Monday, I woke up showered and got myself ready through my morning routine... all at noon ish. Now, my New Years Eve day was not very exciting, the evening is really where it got interesting. Around Six 'O' Clock I drove over to the local Walmart and bought some soda, a two liter of Coke and a two liter of Diet Pepsi, for the party later tonight. around eight 'O' Clock I texted my very good friend, Brandon and made plans to pick up another of my mates. We drove to his house and then straight to the party. All three of us showed up at the same time (Of course we would, we all drove together...) and were completely ready to party hardy, but the girls were not. All of them excluding Amy were upstairs fixing thier making and putting on party clothes. Eventually, maybe fifteen minutes later, the girls came down and we kick strarted the party with some gossip. It was pretty bland but still fun. We talked some more and started playing a movie in the background, I can't remember what it was at this time but it starred Robert Downey Jr. the best actor of his generation. After the movie was over we went to eat some snacks, cookies galore! Tonnes and tonnes of cookies! We eventually got some (slightly) nutritional food, buffalo wings, I myself did not eat any because I'm not a huge fan of eating food in other houses. We had our dinner and then led ourselves to the dance party. It was really just to get my pal to grind with his girlfriend, if you don't know what grinding is, look it up. We got him to break out of his shell and he was grinding like a maniac the rest of the night, but so was Brandon, Anne, and Amy. Emily and I stayed away from the grind train as we both find it... Disturbing. While I was urged on to grind with everyone I stood my ground and refused. Aaron later came over (He and Amy are sort of a non-exsistant "thing") and we had a plan to get him jealous. We all knew he liked Amy and Amy likes him. To make him jealous we were going to have Amy and Brandon grinding while he showed up, that plan turned to ashes when he pulled up thought, rather than going on with the plan we all ran into the kitchen. We turned the channel to the ball drop about fifteen minutes until midnight and kept on talking. Surprisingly none of us counted down when it got to ten seconds 'til midnight... We were all too busy scrambling around. There was a bottle of sparkling grape juice in the refrigerator for us and we had all forgotten until Brandon brought it up fifteen seconds 'til. Emily grabbed the bottle from the kitchen and ripped the cork out right as the ball hit 0, it was officially 2013. Emily started it off with a big swig. We poured the sparkling grape juice and all toasted to a new year then slowly we started to dwindle down. Aaron left first then Brandon, then my pal and I. Anne, Emily, and Amy decided to sleep at Amy's for the night. My night ended with me rewatching the Doctor Who Christmas Special: Snowmen. All in all, fantastic New Years. Happy 2013 to everyone!

Happy New Years!

Hey guys! Keep an eye on this blog, I'm going to be upload a lengthy description of my New Years later in the day/week!