Showing posts with label Emily. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emily. Show all posts

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Finding Emo

The title comes from a good convo I had with my good friend last night. I'm gonna put it in my other blog when I'm done with this.

I'm home for Christmas. My mom says she wants to take back some of the gifts she got me, because she found out I don't believe in God. This had got to be at least the eighth time she's found out. I don't know why she has to be such an idiot.

I went Christmas shopping with Stephanie and Emily the other night. I saw a lot of people there.





I left my retainer at school. I hope I'll be alright.
I get to start taking creatine again today. I'm excited about that.

Fuck SNL. It isn't funny anymore. I don't watch it anymore unless there is going to be someone good hosting. It would be a lot better if it was just that person. Cane Cook and Jack Black are much funnier than they look on goddamn SNL. There are only a few castmembers who are funny. The rest just suck. Most of the skits they do are just fucking stupid and need to be rid of. If we kill everyone who sucks on the show, and replace them with dancing Nintendo controllers, we'd be in good shape. I'm just saying.

I went to a swim meet yesterday. It was really early in the morning, and I didn't want to get up early, so I just didn't go to bed. There is a really sexy girls swim team this year. I'd have to say Nathan is the sexiest of them all. It was a good meet with lots of laughs and sluts.


Brandon sat here with Stefan once before.

After the stuff happened, we looked at the constructions of the high school.
The library.

Stefan and Nick Allen.

The hallway and student center.

Library. The computers used to be along that wall.

Here is the little room where the Mexicans used computers.

Student Center

Monkey Bars

Wall

Hole on east side of student center.


Well, that's all I really care to talk about. Except for telling Rob to give Aaron Cherry the benefit of the fist in the jaw when he was simply considering to give him the benefit of the doubt when he decided to be sick all week.

Monday, May 09, 2005

Beat your Track

Um. Well.


Late Saturday night, Stefan and I went over to Stephanie's house. This was after I made out with Eric Voss. Justin Cory had also delivered a pizza here. "Okay, back to the bitches." We went over there, and we didn't know what the situation was with the sleeping and such, so we decided to go around back to let Stephanie know we were there.

Bad idea.

We went around front, and I knocked three times. Jessica came out and demanded that we come in. Stephanie threw a fit, and she said Amnityville. Things got way better with the nacautica and the...fuck...what else?...shit...something about semi-trucks and that's all I can remember right now. Stefan and I decided to take Stephanie to her sister's place on the west side. Stephanie didn't give me good directions, so we got lost quite a few times. We finally made it, and Stephanie seemed pissed off about something. We took off from there, and I drove right across the grassy plains. That was fun as shit. After that, we went back to my house, and Stefan got his car, and I got his cellular, and I followed him to his house, and I got in his car, and we went to the middle school and burnt some shit out in the grass, and then we went back to his house, and Susan and Ashley Woolen and Tom Bonehead came over, and I read some stories to them, and we all had a good laugh, and then Susan told us the story of her lesbian, and then Shotaro and Bryce came over, and we all hanged out for a little while, and then I went to my home, and then I did some stuff there, and then I called Amanda, and it was, like, 3:30 A.M., and she is an hour in the future now, so it was about 4:30 A.M. by her watch, and we talked for a pretty long time, and then she got in bed and sounded tired and started speaking some crazy jibberish, so I hung up on her ass, and then I did some more stuff, and then I went to bed.

My mother woke me up a few times the next day so she could get me to go to my grandparents' house for mother's [or is it mothers'? (or is it mothers?)] day, and I was gonna go, but Stefan came over and wanted me to run with him, and then I made a horrible mistake, and my day ended up being ruined, so I pretty much just laid in my bed after that, but I did get up a few times to do stuff, and then I had to go to (censored) to get some poster-board for my government project. That shit took forever. But the new Family Guy was on and it was pretty sweet. I was the only one in my family who got the Vincent Van Gogh joke. I explained it to my dad, and he laughed. That's all for that day. Wait! It isn't. One more thing. Final Fantasy Anthology came with a CD with all of the great scores from Final Fantasy V and VI. There are some beautiful pieces of Super Nintendo music on that guy, and I forgot all about it for the longest time, and it brought back many wonderful memories.

I went back to school today. It was gay as fuck. We took the AP Bio test (the AP test), and I was awesome, but I can't tell you what I did, because that would be illegal. Mr. Lux bought us all snickerses for our break, and that was nice. After all of that, I went to fitness, where I benched a lot of shit. Everyone was impressed.

We're doing this debate project in English, and my group is pro-choice. I found this place with some pro-choice slogans on the internet, and one of them is really good and I like it:

"Hey George, Stay out of My Bush!"

Anyway, I really liked that one.

I did find a bunch of pictures of aborted fetuses last week. That was pretty sweet.

We had a big meet in Franklin today. I ran the last leg of the 4x800, and we were already so far behind, that I decided not to be so serious about it. Right off the bat, I was skipping around, and then I was yelling at the Lees and Pierson, and then at the end of my second and final lap, I tried to pass the baton to Tate, and he didn't take it, and my split was 2:28, which is 9 seconds slower than the 2:19 I ran in fitness the other day. My best time in a meet at this point is 2:23. Stephanie and Emily showed up and tried to take advantage of Sam. Luckily, I was there to save him. We all went up to the place and said hey to everyone and Stephanie kept flirting with my dad. I later ran the 800 and did it in 2:20. My best time ever in a meet (my already best time ever is 2:18, set by me in fitness a long time ago this year) was right there. I went back up to sit with Stephanie and Emily, and my grandparents gave me some grape Gatorade, and it was good. Sam was way ahead of Stefan and Alex in the 3200, and Emily was gonna go out with him if he won, but Stefan beat him by like this much and it was a good race. Alex got way behind because he has a hernia, and he had sex with Kristen. At the end, we all went down to talk to Derek (sp?) Atwood (?) and Danny Nuthak, and Stephanie fell in love with Danny again, but she was afraid to touch him.

We all went home, and Stefan saw Cheesy walking in Franklin, and I wanted to drive Krissy's new stupid-ass Beatle, but the dumb bitch wouldn't let me, and then I found out where Ani lives, and then I went home for some McDonald's, and here I am.

Wait.

I told Sam he should touch Stephanie's boobies, and he said it would be sexual assault, and I told him she was an illegal immigrant and there was nothing she could do, and that's all there is to that story.

Shit. I just realized how early we got back. Damn.

Thursday, March 31, 2005

Lights Go Down in the Shity Wok

The Orgazmo special edition DVD came out Tuesday. I looked all over town for it, and the only place that had it was Family Video, and the copy they had was only for rent. I ended up going to Greenwood with my brother to get it. I went to Goodwill after that and got two shirts and a new skirt.

When we got home, we watched the movie. Later on we watched it with the drunken commentary. At one point in the movie, you see Joe Young and his girlfriend (I don't know how to spell fiance) singing in their Mormon choir or something, but you can't hear what they're singing. Trey says something like, "Right here, we're singing Journey...Lights go down in the city." The title of the song is just "Lights," but it's alright. Here's my point: I went over to Stephanie's house yesterday (the day after Tuesday), and at really late P.M., Emily and Adam decided to download Ares onto Emily's computer. Emily then asked Stephanie what the song was that she wanted her to download. Stephanie then said, "It's Journey. 'The Lights Go Out in the City'." This was again very wrong, but I immediately started freaking out. Seriously. What are the odds of something like that happening. Time for some audioblogger?

Emily made a post about me in her blog. I'm not supposed to link to it, though, because no one is supposed to know about her blog.

Jason.

Owen.

That's all I have to say.

Sunday, March 13, 2005

Roses are Dead

I got up.
I waited.
I read a little bit of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.
I went to Stephanie's house.
Stephanie gave me a banana.
I asked Emily if she wanted a banana.
Emily told me I needed a banana.
Stephanie told me to eat the banana.
I kept taking bites, and watched them down with liquid so I wouldn't have to chew.
I ran out of grape stuff.
I had to chew a little bit.
I almost threw up.
We watched Spider-man 2.
I punched Stephanie in the face a few times.
Stephanie tore my pants.
I cut Stephanie's hair.
I did something else, and Stephanie doesn't know, and Emily won't tell her.
It was cold outside.
Cora told me to run.
I ran out, and didn't even get in my car, and I acted like I was running home.
I turned around before I got to the bridge and walked back.
I drove home.
I saw Russell and Kyle and Jordan and someone else, i think and another guy I don't even know, and I talked to them.
Russell told me about the ticket Kyle got.
I went home.
I ate a bunch of Ritz peanutbutter crackers.

Sunday, February 13, 2005

The Tortoise and the Hair

I was feeling a bit down yesterday, when all of a sudden, I got a call from my good friend Stephanie Mae, and she told me her sister, Emily, want me to run with her. So, I went over to their house, and we stretched, and I pulled down my pants, so the people driving by would see my ass as I was bending over. For seven minutes, she ran (with me walking beside her), and then we stopped and sat down for just a little while. After a bit longer, we walked back to her house, where she and Stephanie cut my hair. By the way they acted while cutting it, I thought it must have been a pretty good, so you could imagine my surprise when I looked in the mirror and saw a faggot staring back at me. Emily then went to bed, and I went into the one room and watched TV and ate for a few hours. After a while, Stephanie came in there, and I watched TV and ate some more. Once it was dark outside, I decided to go wake Emily up, so I went on into her room and grabbed her arm and screamed really loud, and she about jumped through the wall, and then Stephanie and I laughed, and then I told Emily to go to sleep, and then Stephanie and I went back out to watch more TV, and then I left and went home and took a shower. When I was done with my shower, I threw on a pair of boxers and a baseball cap and stood in front of the mirror, looking at myself for ten minutes. I had forgotten how hot I was. My muscles looked maybe twenty times bigger with my hair really short. It was good.

After my shower, I remembered Stephanie and Emily saying they wanted to color my hair, so I called Stephanie: no answer. I tried Emily: answer. I asked if they still wanted to do it, and she said they did. I threw on my Orgazmo shirt, and I put on some pants and stuff, and I went back to their house. Emily and I went to the (Censored by the author), and we found this blond stuff, and we went back there, and put it in, and waited thirty-seven minutes with Adam and ate pizza. After the thirty-seven minutes, we rinsed the stuff out, and Stephanie cried. Stephanie and I then went to (Censored once again) and got some brown stuff for women, because they didn't have any for men, and we went back to her house, and they put that stuff in my hair, and it was supposed to be left in for twenty-five minutes, but it was purple, and it burned really bad, so we rinsed it out after only ten minutes, and now I have brown hair. We stayed over there for a little bit, and I beat the shit out of Stephanie while Emily looked at sexy pictures on the internet, and then we all left, and they went to see Amanda, and I went straight home.

I was suppose to meet my English people group today at Taco Bell at four o'clock, and the one was supposed to call and remind me, but no one called, and I didn't wake up until about five thirty, so, yeah. Now I have to wait like three weeks.
 
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