13

I've been meaning to write from yesterday and the day before that, but I guess it did not post correctly. No matter though, I know most of you will probably be irritated but I need to vent something big and get out of me before I crack. I have so many things on my mind and I'm afraid if I don't get it out now, I'm going to explode with emotions both good and bad.

Firstly, I want to talk about after I graduated from high school and my acceptance to a college in North Carolina (High Point University to those of you wondering). Mostly I think no one knows the whole situation from what my college experience was supposed to be, so I am laying them at your feet. I am contemplating whether I should start at the beginning thinking that might possibly be the best for my audience to realize what I'm talking about. When I was in high school, I obviously was an average student or at least that is what my guidance counselor told me, she told me I ranked at #344 of 412 students or so, which I find hard to fathom as I am more intellectually smart and they are in layman's terms what I consider 'Book-smart' (which obviously I did not calculate into the equation when applying to college). As I got rejected from three possible universities I wished to apply to, I knew that my chances of being accepted were very paltry.

As I was about to give up applying to school, I decided I might as well try. So I sent my application and all other information to High Point University. And that last glimmer of hope shone brightly when finally in the mail I received a letter from them declaring that I was accepted. As I had a Facebook and a Myspace people from High Point started friend requesting me and chatting about being friends. Overjoyed I became, knowing the fact that'd I would be doing something different. I was ecstatic and thrilled when I finally thought I'd be meeting new people and starting all over again: As I most obviously would have a roommate, and be making friends, and talking to girls, and partying, and who knows maybe even pledge to a fraternity. But all these hopes, MY hopes, of a new life: of redemption. All came to a clattering halt in which my new way out, broke off into shambles.

My mother a couple months before classes started at High Point revealed to me that I would not be attending High Point, and that my brother and I (who he previously went to a private-college in Pennsylvania) would be attending a university about forty-five minutes from the house my mother had just bought; VCU or Virginia Commonwealth University. I was outraged about this astrosity even more when my mom told me that I'd have my own apartment which I had to share WITH MY BROTHER (and my moms friend's daughter, who was a crazy, lying lesbian hippie.) Eventually I had to announce to High Point University and to my would-be friends that I would not be attending their university due to an unforeseen event.

I began my life at VCU as miserable as ever, dorming with my older brother who was always telling me what to DO and NOT DO became quite annoying in his as-a-matter-of-fact tone. I hated dorming with him, instead of with a real roommate. All the missed opportunities, because my brother would always call me after class for unbeknownst reasons to me, and with that I couldn't make any friends, or go to parties with people I knew (I knew a lot of people at VCU, I had plenty of acquaintances from my high school who went there.) It just saddens me to think 'Is this what my life was to become?' I now live at home with my mom & stepdad, paying cell phone bills & college loan bills, working as a carpenter assistant to my stepdad and I was going to the two-year college over here, but now I just don't see the point of it all anymore. Because I missed my boat, the experience I was robbed of from college, and the knowing that nothing I do can change that fact. My friends are now juniors and I'm barely even a freshman, I've never finished more then a semester of college classes.

And I'm sitting here with my eyes watering hoping that in all efforts for me to write this down that something will come of it, and I know that it possibly can't. Life isn't fair is the common motto spread amongst us, but life isn't supposed to be unfair either***.

***And on top of all that I asked one of my friends what I should do about my girl situation. And she told me that I should wait until I actually hangout with her again to tell her the truth about how I feel, and me knowing that she lives so far away from me I might not ever be able to tell her what kind of passion is growing in the pit of my stomach, that every time I look at her I can't help but smile with teary eyes, that no matter where she goes or who she's with that I'm going to love her, and I'd tell her that no matter how many hardaches and heartbreaks I've been through that I know she would be there for me smiling and cheering me up. And it sucks, because I'll be forever lost in this world without her.***

12

So I will in most likelihood cut this blog short today. I've noticed in my blog writings that all I do is complain and theorize, instead of enjoying the world like I should. It took my closest friend for me to realize that today her latest blog here.

It made me grasp the concept of how I should live my life, according to my plan, not someone's' interpretation of how I should live my life. If I want to be a carefree naturist with my future family then I'll do so without any evaluation or judgment from anyone!

On another note one of my favorite artist came out with a new sketch which he plans to put into a painting form so I decided that I'd share it with you, even though it is slightly offensive (to some people). But it is what I feel like inside, so I can't complain there; Much love and thank you for reading my blog!



(***The artist is Anthony Clarkson if you were wondering***)

Eleven

So today was a pretty useless day, as I think every Sunday should be. It was a really weird day today at least the weather was, the day started off cloudy and warm, the temperature dropped and as soon as it started raining the temperature dropped again and it had a slight dusting of snow, then like maybe an hour afterward it was sunny for the rest of the day.

I went on my Flickr account today to see that one of my friends had a new posting and I just sort of just got sucked into to it. I don't know how else to explain it, but it just did. It sort of just leaves you with a warm fuzzy feeling inside, and well let's just say I could use that fuzzy feeling right now.



I want to feel infatuation from someone other than my family. I mean I really would like to tell the girl who has been on my mind ever since I met her, how I truly feel but I can't work up enough courage to talk to her about this kind of thing. I know that the longer I wait to tell her how I feel, she could be in someone else arms. And I'll I can think about is this, and this song* runs through my mind over and over and over, and I get slightly saddened even a bit teary at times knowing that I can't say a word, at least until I meet her again. My head is always running up deviating scenarios and yet all of them end up with either our friendship losing or me getting hurt.

I'm so sick of feeling torn apart inside, I know this'll sound rudimentary and inane but I feel like there are swarms upon swarms of Dementors** around me slowly eating away at my soul. I mean I just don't know how to put how I feel down on this blog, it's a very blah mixture of different feelings. I'm trying to figure out what is my purpose in life, what am I supposed to do with it? And I can't answer it, no matter how hard I try, I mean I know why I am the way I am (it is because I'm so resilient when it comes to jobs or careers; if you tell me I need to go build a chair, I can go ahead and build it, but I don't want that to be my 'career' so to speak).

I think the fact that I am so malleable and adaptive to different things makes me somewhat quirky and peculiar. I know what I'd like to achieve someday: A good job, a great family, in a beautiful place. Yet I know not how to get there and it leaves me feeling questionable to all the possibilities at hand. Ugh.. *curses and shakes fist into the air* What do I do? At least it explains why I like Harry Potter and his series, because I just want to get away from this world and just live in a world of fantasy and fiction where anything that you dream of is possible.

Notes:
*The song is entitled Love it All by the Kooks, the link to its song on YouTube is here and the lyrics are below.

See I've got this woman here
She loves me all the time
No need for excuses
No pressures in my mind

And she said love it all, love it all, love it all
And she said love it all, love it all, love it all

My heart was living down
And I've been pushed over the line
But on your hand, it'd be broken
And I'll be all over this time

And she said love it all, love it all, love it all
And she said love it all, love it all, love it all
And she said love it all, love it all, love it all
And she said love it all, love it all, love it all

And she said love it all, love it all, love it all
And she said love it all, love it all, love it all
And she said love it all, love it all, love it all
And she said love it all, love it all, love it all

Love it all, love it all, love it all
And she said love it all, love it all, love it all

**Dementors, well lets face it if you don't know what Dementors are pretty much have no business reading my blog. =p Here is what a Dementor is:

A Dementor is a Dark creature, considered one of the foulest that inhabit the world. Dementors feed off human happiness, and thus cause depression and despair to any who are in close proximity to them. They are also capable of consuming a person's soul, leaving their victims in a permanent vegetative state, and thus are often referred to as soul-sucking fiends.

(this drawing was done by James Ortiz, not me)

10

So I've decided this one shall be written about love and the exact opposite of it. I guess that 'love' is on my mind and I'm kind of mad that what I 'feel' probably isn't the true feelings I was hoping it would be. As I've said in a few blogs back there is nothing but pure infatuation of one another, nothing more nothing less.

Oh how we use the word in plain definition than meaning it truly to its utmost feeling. The word love, how else to describe it? I don't think you can give the word love a description. Everyone feels that they should put their own little meaning of love, but love has no meaning, love is just that: love. It's plain black and white, there are no shades of gray in love. People often over use this word so much that I feel it has lost its luster. How can you tell someone you love them and make them actually believe you feel that way everyday twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, etc.? I'm sure if you look in the dictionary they have quite a few ways of defining the word love, which I find irrational and idiotic, which reminds me of a movie I saw Dan in Real Life and I want to share the quote with you.

"Love is not a feeling. It's an ability!"

Just ponder on that, reread it a couple times what does that mean to you?

I know I haven't made myself clear of my intentions but now I want to talk about the opposite of love. Strange as it is, I'd like to ask you, what do you think the opposite of love is? If you are guessing hate, I'd have to say that you are wrong. It is hard to say what hate is, because I'd be contradicting myself but here I go (I'll explain later). Hate is the opposite of love in the sense that you still care about to actually feel that way toward them, if that makes any sense at all. On the other hand, indifference is the real repugnant response to love. Indifference is not caring about them enough to hate or love them, so in my opinion indifference is the obverse to love, and vice versa.

I wanted to write a whole bunch more but I'm extremely tired and just lost my train of thought, so I better either catch up to it, or wait for the next train to come around. =)

Ohh.. and this photo, I edited it, but I just liked it. =)

NiNEth

So I was just trying to log in to Myspace when they showed their ads of celebrities. Then it occurred to me, people are just too nosy for their own good. People love drama, even when they say they don't, they subconsciously really do. I used to think it could possibly just American's but then again I could be wrong. We sit down and watch the news hoping and praying something bad didn't happen today when we know full and well that it has, otherwise it wouldn't be news now would it? It truly is funny how the media upplay and downplay certain situations with celebrities, the most recent thing I can think of to use as an example is Miley Cyrus.

If you know of Mily Cyrus then you know that she has had horrible press about her outfits that she wears, some of them being scantily clad or obscene. If you also heard about it, she was taking pictures of herself apparently topless with her friends and her computer got hacked, so as usual the pictures spread and her negative fame grew. But, then after those photos I have seen a photo taken of her for valentine's day wearing a tacky sweater, AND still the onslaught of insults began pouring down. We criticize her if she's obscene AND we criticize her if she dresses differently? I mean what is this world coming to, quite literally?

I know some people might not agree with my points of view, and I'm not saying you have to, but what you do have to do is HEAR/SEE the other point of view. You can't be closed-minded all your life and set in your ways for an eternity. We judge people as if they are different from us, instead we should be rejoicing in our similarities.

My views are slightly distorted, believe me I know, but for those of you who read the bible and are full Christians or what have you, there are many things in the bible that people overlook & that Christians do NOT practice what they preach. A quote that explains this: "Let he who is without sin cast the first stone" meaning no one is perfect so quit judging people and yet there are people who do nothing BUT judge people. Maybe I overestimate, possibly even myself; I know its hard not to judge people, but I think if we could try to judge less people, that would be better than judging everyone, I mean I'm not mathematician but if you put two and two together.

I will leave it at that, I was going to write more but I started writing this while I was at work and sort of lost my knock-out punch to my outcome.

This does not count . . .

I have just seen two my friends pictures together (it just so happens that both of my friends are boyfriend and girlfriend). But nevertheless, I found their photo to be amusing and inspiring so I think I'll write something of this.



Embossed cheeks and crooked tongues Cute funny pictures that censors smiles Glorious faith in which each others minds let not roam Beautiful each of you are apart, pure pungent life you are together.~~alex g.


I wish you all the best and happiness between you.
My heart goes out to you two troublemakers =): My two friends, Kristina & Matt

8 Day

An intriguing day to say the least. I am almost done with my book (Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows, in case you were wondering what I've been rambling on about). I've read up to the part where Harry is hit by the Killing Curse, and is talking with Prof. Dumbledore in his head, or at 'King's Cross' if you will. And I would like to recite something from page 693. I am befuddled for words to explain what this means to me, maybe it will be all clear if I just present it in front of you.

'Like rain on a cold window, these thoughts pattered against the hard surface of the incontrovertible truth, which was that he must die. I must die. It must end.'

I just can't fathom how to put this in a sense of humility and understanding. (I barely understand what I say sometimes, I just blurt what comes to my head first* The first reaction is usually the correct one). Well besides all that, I'm trying to figure out what makes someone courageous or brave?

Everyone would like to think of themselves as courageous or brave, but how many people would cry out not to be maimed by death? How many people would let others die, people they'll never know, or to be judged upon? Could you, in willingness and complete confidence die for a random stranger? It always makes me think, what would I do? Am I courageous/brave, or could I become like that in a particular time that required it? Well my answer in all honesty, is YES, I can and could die for someone I barely knew. I know this sounds outrageous to some people of how I can give up my life for another, and I also know you are asking yourself the same question I've been asking myself since I ever even started contemplating the politics of life, that question being: "What makes my life more valuable than any other persons life?" And I've finally come up with a solution to this answer beckoned to be answered and that is NONE, no one persons life is more important than any others.

If I died today right here on the spot (probably from lack of sleep) I can safely say that I would not have a doubt in my mind, nor regrets from my past. I may not have lived a long life, but a happy one can be ensured. =)

I will finish my little blog posting with a poem I guess, not any particular one, probably will have to write one about her again, just maybe.

We lay along the hillsides of meadows we dare not name
And fill our hearts of infatuation of those beasts we tame
Lust beguiles our heart and shame we've come
To hear the simple words, of undoing the undone.
Oh laugh ye faithful and faithless faces for fools feast upon which fate erases.~~alex g.

Seventh Day (not adventist)

I'm trying to be inspired but something, and I can't think of what I want to be inspired by. The 'poem' if that is what you wish to call it, was supposed to go right after that last sentence, but before I knew it my brain and tongue spewed it out, speaking clear as day.

Life is difficult, always throwing its oddities in the way. But who knows, maybe next I'll fly to you where my heart is, and will remain; In a lock-box next yours at the bottom of that summer lake. ~~Alex G.

I know, I know I promised myself that I'd read the Seventh HP. But, I couldn't gather up enough time today, after being yelled at for not doing my job and to quit daydreaming, I decided that'd I just spend the day daydreaming it away. It truly is surprising how much neat little things you can think of to do when your mind is wide open. I wanted to watch a movie with my younger brother (Forgetting Sarah Marshall), but he declared that his 'sweetheart' if you will, wanted to talk to him a bit more, it is an oddity seeing as 93% of high school couples will not be life-long companions, staying together forever. Which in all honesty makes complete utter sense; How can you grow to your fullest (spiritually, mentally, emotionally) with someone pulling you down to keep you on the same level they are?

I guess my whole little blog entry is about that little four letter 'L' word: Love. I don't know if I believe in it, I've never seen head-over-heels, love-at-first-sight, and all those other types of love. My contemplation is as follows: There is only one type of love, and that is the unconditional love, the one that only family and family members can share. All else are complete lies, I think people that say 'I love you' are ridiculous (don't worry I'm fully aware that I am a hypocrite as well, BUT when I say it, I really DO mean it. I don't use it as a filler word like some people do.) I think any two persons who are willing to spend their lives with each other is a more complex and yet interesting way of something I like to call complete infatuation. I'd like nothing more to write about love for an entire blog, but I think I have more important things to worry about right now.

Currently I think I'll be more creative and write one more poem about the girl that inspires me, to just be. Simply put.

When I see your smile, a frozen tundra of chills roll down my spine.
Your Eyes, to which I could gaze in for an eternity, lets me view your pure soul.
Cheeks, ah your ruddy cheeks, make me weep in delight of lust to your touch.
And your immaculate beautimous hair which tickles my nose on the pillow we share.
for I am sure my answer won't be beckoned because I can't tell you.
Breaking prematurely my dream, my passion, my desire for you, and only you.~~alex

Well I guess that will be all for now. Would you like to know something very funny? She'll never probably ever get to read this. =/

Fifth Day

I was just pondering upon the word Fifth, and the way some people pronounce different words. Is it "fiFFth" or "Fiff"? Well I emancipate that I will never come to that conclusion.

I was just sitting here, not working, and I decided that I'd check out my old karate dojo's website. Unfortunately enough, everyone is outranking me, which I don't necessarily care, it's just I feel left out. I need to get back to training at my old dojo, because up here in Maryland is just not cutting it. I need to get my ranking up so I can open my own dojo someday. That would be my goal if I could pull it off, just open a martial arts dojo and just teach people how to defend themselves, that would be one thing that would never get old to me. =)

The more I contemplate about it, the more I want to do it, AT THIS MOMENT! I need to learn every kata that I had learned previously, pretty much everything I learned in karate has been tossed to the back, and kept secret unfortunately even from myself. But, I think the only thing that I really like about karate would be the kata, I could do kata all day, all night rain or shine until the cows came home.

What else is on my mind you say? Well quite a lot, but more importantly: I need to either find some time & place to hangout with my old friends from Stafford OR make new friends, because I am getting awfully lonely over here. I mean Myspace and Facebook work great, for keeping touch with those in further distances, but when your friends live two hours away and you COULD go see them when you were free, it just doesn't cut it as much.

I know nobody really reads my blogs, I probably wouldn't either I'M WEIRD! =) haha.. but on a serious note. I wish I could find what it is I want in life and aspire to achieve perfection in it, at bare minimum. I don't necessarily care about making alot of money, although it would be nice. I want to make people smile, be sucessful, and happy with what I do, whatever that may be. I think I'll just have to do more thinking and blogging about this kind of thing later on.

Cheers

6th day

I know I skipped the fifth day, but I just decided I will write that tomorrow or when I get around to it, basically its all the same to me.

I've been reading really good books lately (but I never get a chance to finish them). It kind of aggravates me, not finishing them. I think I have to do what my friend Tone is doing, and that is to order one thing at a time, so I can read AND finish one book/comicbook/article at a time. I know I promised myself that I'd fulfill my duty to Harry Potter and his life, but I truthfully can't seem to pick it up. Which I speculate that I will have to finish reading all of my books fairly shortly.

The books that I am currently reading are: The God Delusion, Thank you for Arguing, The Ancestors Tale, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, and obviously various comic books. I have not gotten a chance to divulge myself to reading The Ancestor's Tale, which is the same author as The God Delusion. I think I will stop reading all my other books and just pick up and finish the seventh in the Harry Potter series, then from there I will read The God Delusion and thusforth I will read Thank You for Arguing and finish it off with the Ancestor's Tale. Most of the book titles are self-justifying: The God Delusion is about atheism and disproof of God(s); Thank You For Arguing is a book about arguing and the use and implementation of rhetorics; and the Ancestor's Tale is about from the evolution of Man to single-celled organism. =)

I have been pondering for sometime now about how I can answer the worlds most difficult questions: what makes the world go round? why is there inherently the same amount of good as there is evil? et cetera. But, I have had an epiphany: You can't solve everyone's problems PERIOD! Am I saying go out of your way to avoid helping someone, of course not, that is just plain moronic and stupid. But then again that brings up another possible thought that comes into my head about all those 'bad-eggs' and those people whom are just pure 'EVIL'. i.e. rapists, murderers, or what have you. They take up room in our prison systems, it costs American's in taxes more than $80,000 per inmate. I just need to ask, why are the people on 'Death-row' not executed yet, surely there can't be that big of line on 'Deathrow'?

But maybe I'm just tired and I see fallacies in our government, that costs ME money. Money that could help people read, get back their homes their lives! Instead we're wasting it on someone who lost that privelege a long long time ago.

Fourth Day

Well hello again. So I know I'm writing this kind of late; I was supposed to write this on Sunday, but I got home really late, and I shall explain why in this blog. =)

Sunday, was a fun day for me. We; my family and I had 'Taco Night' and it is pretty self-explanatory, but it was delicious as always. I got to do the pulled chicken for it: Paprika, cumin, chopped onions & bell peppers and season just a little bit with salt & pepper. It was so goddamn delicious, so I am very proud of myself.

I also went to the DC Improv featuring the main comedian: Eddie Gossling. If you have not heard of his jokes, or have seen them on YouTube, please do check him out. He is very very funny, at least to me he is. Well the show was hilarious as usual, so that went well, and after the show I got to talk with Eddie and he laughed at my broken camera screen. Hahaha.. it was pretty funny, I never really got to check how the photo came out until I came home. But luckily the lady who took the picture for me took two, so that was a really good experience. I was kind of amused by him in the fact that he is pretty normal off of the stage: He reminded me of me really.

Okay, right now I have vertigo so I'm going to have to stop until my head is level. =)

3rd Day

Ahh.. I'm so tired, tired of being single and tired of never getting to share a Valentine's Day with someone. I think the only time I ever had an actual 'valentine' was probably in 6th grade at my intermediate school in Hawaii. I was going out with a girl at the time, whom never even wanted to go out with me in the first place. I bought her a balloon and a single rose (as it was the popular thing to do) and I never got a thank you, I never even got to hold her hand. But then again, I can't complain, I don't even remember her name (which is not to excuse her from it).

Well I am sort of excited and anticipating tomorrow's evening events, going to the DC Improv to see one of my favorite comedians: Eddie Gossling. I think it will be an awesome experience and I've always wanted to meet him in person, =). But yes, I am enthralled to go there, I just can't wait to do it, and just meet new people, etc.

Well today I decided that my room has gotten far too dirty =p so I decided that I'd clean it and take care of some laundry that I've been meaning to do. I washed my sheets & blankets, and I put them in the dryer but I don't think they'll be warm enough when I go to sleep, which reminds me I think I need to clear off my bed of all my assorted comics and books.

Even though this isn't a journal or anything, I do have to let out one thing that has been on my mind for quite a while. Since I don't have any friends on at this hour to get advice from, etc. I guess I'll just have to post it here. I think I'm in love with one of my friends, there I've said it. I know that friendship and love and the mixing of the both of them are a very rare ordeal but I feel really stongly about this. But the thing is, I don't know if I can work up the nerve to tell her how I feel. She is really and truly one of my greatest friends and I don't want to fuck up anything that I already have to chase down some short-lived fantasy, you know? I guess when the time is right I can reveal it to her. I guess I can explain her a little better though. =)

She is unkempt but divinity. Cute and hopeful, mischevious and inspiring. A daydreamer and a magnificent artist in all shapes and forms. Intelligent, dorky, goofy, and most wonderful girl ever! I think that she is the perfect one for me, truly, if it came down to her and Ms. Emma Watson (the girl that I would die for) I think I'd choose her rather than Ms. Emma Watson. And that is saying a LOT if you knew me at all.

But it is what is I guess, and if & when the time is right. I'll announce it not only to her, but I'll scream it from the hilltops and from the tallest mountain. =) It is weird, I think it is a fact that guys usually go for girls who are like their mothers and/or sisters, but its weird because she is like my sister and my mom and just like me all wrapped up in one finely produced package. I hope to see her soon. That just made up for the rest of the day, I'm glad I got that off my chest, it was getting kind of heavy you know? =p

Day 2

So today was an exhilarating yet equally unusably boring day. So I woke up today, this time I woke up at the appropriate hour. I think, I did at least? Ah who cares I got yelled at again, because I could not come up with the receipt for my step-dad also known as my boss. He gave me $100 to fill up on gas for the van, and it only took $65; so I put the rest of the money in his truck along and I didn't get the receipt. Unfortunately he claims that he couldn't find the money and when he demanded for the receipt, well let's just say I couldn't come up with it.

So all in all, I got yelled at for NOT saving a useless piece of paper, that will only be used once in his lifetime (for tax purposes). Actually, if you think about it, think about how much tree's are wasted to print out your receipts? If everyone stopped requiring receipts, and just got online databases full of their purchases, even if it was cash, etc. the World would be a much greener well . . . World! =)

Tonight, I went to the movies by myself again, like I usually do every Friday. The film that I viewed was: Friday the 13th. All in all, it was a pretty decent film, mostly because of the killings and not because of the nudie scenes. All but two instances they needn't required a nudie scene, but I guess adding them interests the 'male' audience a bit.

Ahh.. let's see what else should I talk about. Ohh.. I know, I picked up my comic books today, that was pretty fun. Nothing good, unless you count my back issues ordered from The Runaways. That comic book series, is my utmost favorite and I'm pretty sure nothing else comes close to it! This particular comic book has inspired me to write a novel, about well superheroes, =).

I heard this lyric and I would like recite it, because I think it represents my life thus far, well at least my love life or lack there of. hahaha..

"All of my life, trying to understand. All of my life, trying to hold a hand."

But I guess the only thing I can do is what the other song in this album tells me to do and that is: Shine, shine on! =)

**In case you were wondering about what band that lyric is from it is from one of my top favorite bands, who are up there (at least in my book) with Kaizers Orchestra and Arctic Monkeys and all that good stuff: the Kooks is what they call themselves.

Sway by the Kooks, go listen to it. =)

Well enough about me, I'm so freaking tired. I think I'll curl up on the couch and watch Forgetting Sarah Marshall by myself again, nobody in my family seems to care to watch it with me. When in doubt, just watch it!

Day 1

So I'm here right about to take a shower, waiting for my older brother to get out of the shower so I can use it. He is taking quite a while. But I don't mind, I kind of like staying up late because I usually talk myself into reading a book of sorts.

Speaking of which I really have to start finishing them. =/ I read so much at one time, I get bored in the middle fairly easily. Like my HP series book, I'm still finishing number seven, and I'm all the way at the end right when Fred/George dies* I've been meaning to finish it, but yeah I started a reading another book about atheism. I'm sure I'll have lots of ramblings about atheism later on.
Note: *I hope I didn't ruin it for anyone, then again you shouldn't be reading my blog if you don't like HP*

One of my close friends advised me to commence in writing a blog that wasn't attached to Myspace or Facebook or any 'familiar' social networks. Where I'm not pressured, or feel pressured rather to write something down without offending someone or group of someones.

I want to put my drawings up here, but all-in-one printer is missing power cords and connector cords. I think I should probably find some for it at a store but I just can't find the time to go looking for it as I'm usually always busy.

What did I do today, lets see: First I woke up around 6:40a.m., let me explain: My phone usually is my alarm clock also, but I had to charge it as well, so I put it behind the fan that I have (and when its doing its 'fan' thing) it makes loud noises. But, then again I can't be that upset, because my boss didn't yell at me this morning, like he usually does. After that I had to head over to the client's house to install their shutters for their windows, it took me an hour almost because all the parts were missing, I hate it when that happens. Afterward I had to run errands at three different places, and when I came back home after doing all this tedious work? I get yelled at of course =| but I guess I should be just used to it by now.

I know this is only the first post but I feel like I should write a lot, because I don't know when I'll be on next to write another one. I think I should make it a goal (and I think I'll tell my friend too) that we should write a blog, from our entire life for one year. Anything and everything that happens. I think I'm going to call it Project365 Blog

I guess I should post my resolution for this year*, even though we are well into almost three months now. *Or other long-term goals.

- Get slim and get into shape.
- Learn Norwegian, fluently ^.^ (denotes long-term)
- Learn other languages (Italian, German, French, and Tibetan).
- Find someone who I can spend my time with.
- Make some friends here (in Maryland)
- Visit my friends regularly
- Go to Norway

Well I am tired now, so I feel that I should get to bed already, whoops I mean I need to take a shower first, then go to bed! Goodnight

x- a.l.e.x. -x
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