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Well, I haven’t been on here in quite some time, but I guess I just need to vent some things, but before I do, I just need to say that my life has been going good. I can’t really complain on any given level. I still have my girlfriend of now 14 months, I still got all my close network of friends. It’s great. But I just hate little stupid arguements that make you wish the other person would just die suddenly and spontaneously. I get into a lot of those with my friends, about stupid shit too, like religion. There’s a big fucking annoyance right there, you can’t talk to anyone about religion because they are so close-minded that you can’t even voice your opinion without them laughing or calling it stupid. So what I do is I just let them tell me their opinion and then I bat it down with logic. Fucks them up, ya know? Well, I have to go, I will continue this post tomorrow during my third period. Now that I’m back at this.

So on Saturday night, I was with Spencer and Andrew. We were shooting potatoes again. Spencer gets a call from Andrew Halsey (Halsey for short.) and was invited to play La Migra. Which is like a big hide and seek game with cars as the seekers. Well I wanted to play so they said I could come. I whooped ass, my group won the first round, we were across the street from our final destination and they called the round because we were the only ones left. Then the second round, my teammates get out and so it’s pretty much me on my own. I’m freaking out because I don’t know Browns Valley at all so I’m all lost and shit. Well it turns out, I fucking won that round too. I kicked fucking ass and now my legs are hating me for it. I’m so goddamn sore. But at least today is my girlfriend and mine 11 months. And  I also got my off campus pass now. So I could technically leave after posting this. Which I probably will. Today was a good day so far. Hopefully it will get even better.

So I’ve been pretty far behind on my blogs. I’ve been busy. I’ve been hanging with my girlfriend a lot. It’s been good. I haven’t been doing much other than that. Nothing real exciting has happened since the past blog. It’s been pretty shitty, I mean last night I was shooting a potatoe cannon. That was pretty cool, probably going to do it tonight again. I’m in a rather strange mood. I don’t know if I’m pissed or what. It’s hard to explain. I just want it gone, so maybe writing a bit on my story will help me out. That’s pretty much for this entry. I’ll try and keep up to date with my blogs.

I have a new idea for a story I will probably start writing in the next couple of weeks. I’m going to pitch it now.
This kid is at school and he’s just about to get out when his school goes on lockdown. There are 10 masked gunmen equipped with Ak-47s, MP5s, USPs, and M4A1s. The kid (who will remained unnamed until I start posting the story) is confronted by one of the armed gunmen for the first of many executions. He is fighting to get away, but it’s no use. He is shot in the chest and left for dead. He is dragged into a room where the bodies will be of the executed. He regains consciousness, and stumbles out of the room to where a teacher, that has medic training, is. She patches him up and tells him to rest. They announce over the loud speaker that they are going to execute this girl he likes within the next 45 minutes. He resists all of his peers’ advice and goes and tries to stop the gunmen from killing her.

I don’t know if I’m going to make it so he gets shot in the head and wakes up a few days later and then he goes to a new school where the same thing happens or what. I’m trying to make it intense, edge-of-your-seat type of story. But tell me how it sounds.

So yesterday was pretty amazing. I woke up and saw my mom for the first time in a week. She came back from Boston Sunday morning at 1. I asked if my girlfriend could come over and she said yes. I called my girlfriend and told her to get ready to come over to my house. I’m waiting for my mom to take a shower, so I finally just hopped in. My girlfriend was dropped off at my house so I was happy I could see her. And my mom was going to take me shopping that day because I didn’t want anything from Boston. So we’re getting ready to leave and so I’m pretty much being my normal self to my mom, an asshole. So we get to the mall and my girlfriend and I go into JcPenny’s to start getting clothes. So I pick out three pairs of pants I might want and I go try them on, I like two of them, and so I asked my mom if I could get them and she said yes again. I saw this shirt I wanted, but I wanted another one, but they didn’t have anymore that I liked. My mom purchased the clothes and I gift for Shawnee that I picked out. We went to McDonald’s for lunch and sat there for a bit. We later went to Sear and got me a pair of running shoes to just exercise in. Then we got some more shirts and two jackets. We then went to Spencer’s to get me a belt. Well, I ended up getting two. We then went to Vans and I got a pair of my black Vans. I went to Wal-Mart and got a soda and some boxers and then went home. My girlfriend and myself were up in my room and I was trying on my new clothes to see if I liked them, and I did. We were watching How To Lose Friends & Alienate People on my computer. My mom called us down for hamburgers and to watch the new True Blood. What a great episode that was. I couldn’t believe all the badass stuff that was going on. It was fucking epic! But to wrap up this montage of awesome, I just have to say that last night was amazing. My girlfriend loved the necklace I picked out for her. She was jumping up and down on my bed and it made me happy inside. I love seeing her that way. So, last night was fucking godly amazing!

So I know I’m behind on my blog. I didn’t post one for last night, but when I get home from school I’ll post one about last night and then tonight I’ll post another one about my day. I just had to say this. I’m sitting in my BASS class right now and I had to do an Autobiographical essay due tomorrow for American Government. I really outdid myself on the ending paragraph on this essay. I know it’s not amazing, but I really liked the way I ended it. And here it is:

So now that you know a bit about me, I think that you shouldn’t say anything to anyone. That would be great. I feel that it’s time to depart. This may not be the greatest closure, but I think of a paper like a life, the simplistic the closure, the more peaceful the death. The more peaceful death, the less painful it is on the surrounding populace. The simplistic ending, the easier it is to put down. It doesn’t want to make you cry. And that is how I’ll end this paper. Good-bye and farewell.

So I’m a little behind on my blogs. Friday was a good day, extremely better than Thursday. I got to school and checked out my first three classes of that day. I had English first period. It was pretty cool, I mean, I knew a lot of the kids in there, but not like the group I used to hang out with in my old classes. Then my second period was Chemistry. That class is about to be fun. Although it’s probably going to be hard as hell. My last class of that day is BASS, it’s like a before school/after school program to help you make up missed credits. That class is about to be raw! My teacher is going to hand out off campus passes so I can leave after lunch on A Days. After school I hung out with my girlfriend. We got back to my house and watched movies as she did her homework and then we just layed on the couch and watched The Texas Chainsaw Massacre and my brother asked if I wanted to go see District 9 with him and this girl from his photography class and Andrew. I said yeah, but forgot about my girlfriend being there. So I felt bad, but she said she didn’t mind. I knew she did, but I wasn’t going to argue. I saw District 9, what a badass movie! It was so fucking raw! Niggas hella being blown up and shit! It was great. And then we went back to Andrew’s house and just hung out for a bit, then we both got tired and he took me home and I went to bed.

Saturday. That was a pretty good day, I wouldn’t know what to rank it. I woke up and was watching Hot Rod while laying on the couch when Jake called. I kinda didn’t want to answer, but I did. He picked me up and we hung out for a bit and then we went over to Andrew’s house. We chilled there for a bit, well he did. I stayed when he left. Andrew and myself were talking about random shit. Mainly how badass District 9 was. Then we went inside and watched old ass cartoons like Johnny Bravo and The Spectacular Spider-Man. He cracked open a window and started smoking a cigarette. It was pretty great. I played some GTA IV, killing a lot of cops. Probably a good 300 of them. Then I went back inside and continued to watch old cartoons and then we watched The Terminators, a shitty SyFy movie. And after that was War of the Worlds 2. It was pretty shitty. Then I got How To Lose Friends & Alienate People. That was a funny movie. I still had about 30 minutes left before I had to go home. It was great. So to wrap up my day, I went to bed. And here I am now. I’m going to write another blog tonight on today.

So today was my first day as a senior. All I can say is, what the fuck was I thinking? This day was fucking horrible. Possibly one of the worst days of my High School life. It started off good, I went to Winco with my dad and he bought me a gallon of Green Tea, a 2 liter bottle of Mountain Dew Voltage, and a big bag of Blazin’ Buffalo Ranch Doritos and headed off to school. I was hanging outside my first class, American Government. It was fun, talking to my friends about what I did over the summer and what they did. Class started off and it was me, Nic, Tjai, Torrie, Nicole, Hannah and the new Foreign Exchange student Alexandria. I was made fun of by the teacher because I said I party. I didn’t mind, it was all in good fun. Then my second class rolls around, Photography. I took that class last year, it was fun. I walked in, and I get stuck with a broken computer. So I’m sitting and talking to the surrounding people, and I said something that was violent, and one of the kids asked if I ever killed someone. Really? What the fuck? If I killed someone, I wouldn’t be here, I’d be in prison! And so then lunch rolls around. The best part. I’m trying to find my girlfriend and she’s kind of starting shit with this one girl. And so I’m trying to get her to calm down and then her ex is at our school, when he doesn’t go to our school. And I don’t like this guy because he tried getting back with my girlfriend as me and her were going out. And he always hits on her. I see her and her friend walk off hella fast and I asked her friend “What is going on?” And her friend said that it was their ex. And I found out which ex. I stared him down like I’ve never stared before. I was ready to fuck him up. My girlfriend and her friend were trying to find out if he goes here and I told them that if I’m in arms distances of him, I’m knocking him out. And so they wre holding me back from fighting him. He saw me glaring at him, he hid behind his friends. It was great. So lunch is over and I’m watching where this guy is going. I was ready to just beat him down. I got to my third class, Algebra II, it was fun, but at the same time I just was so goddamn pissed off from lunch. Everyone was telling me calm down and to just let it go. And I was just about to snap. I hate when people tell me to calm down. School ended and my girlfriend barely said good-bye to me because of lunch. And so I get home and my brother is watching Sudden Impact, what a horrible fucking movie. I don’t even want to rant about it right now. I asked if I could get the TV after he was done watching that movie and he said ok. So I’m watching this movie for almost 2 hours. My dad comes home and the movie just finished and he said “Turn it to channel 3.” And I was like what the fuck!? I said “Are you fucking kidding me? I just spent 2 hours of my fucking life on that stupid movie to be rewarded with nothing?! This is fucking bullshit!” And he said “Oh well.” What the fuck?! It’s like the whole world just wants me to stay pissed today. Well guess fucking what?! That’s fucking fine by me. I’ll stay pissed and smoke some fucking cigarettes. Congradulations to my fucking ass. Woo Hoo Senior! Fuckin Bullshit!

So yesterday was a really good day, and today was also good, if not better. Yesterday I was walking over to Andrew’s house to hang out and work on the site. I was on Foxboro Parkway when I see Jared’s fucked up bumper and I was excited to have a ride. Unknown to me, Jake was in the car. (For those of you who don’t know, me and Jake don’t really talk anymore due to a long story and personal.) It was rather awkward. But things later started becoming normal. I wouldn’t say I enjoyed his company, but I wouldn’t say that I wanted to get the fuck out of there. I wasn’t trying to focus all my attention away from Jake, but I wasn’t trying to focus it directly at him either. So Andrew and myself were going to go to Benicia to watch the meteor shower, but decided to go to Baskin Robins instead. I was kickin’ it with all my friends from Vanden, I was having a very good time. I went to my friends house and just hung out with everyone. I got back to my house at 3:40 in the morning. I wasn’t feeling very good, maybe I ate too much, maybe it was food poisoning, I don’t know. I woke up at 10:30, when I was supposed to wake up at 6:45, I took a really cold shower after I woke up. It felt so relaxing. I later headed over to Stephanie’s house and played Call Of Duty: World At War on Nazi Zombies with her and her brother. At 3, I went back home and then to the school to pick up my schedule (which I got fucked on by the way). There I met up with my girlfriend and hung out with her at my house. It was nice hanging with her and making her dinner and shit. We watched Shoot ‘Em Up. She was pretty much was in love with the baby. It was nice to see her happy being with me. I picked the title Sidewalks because the song Sidewalks by “Story of the Year” has the lyrics “Sidewalks, running away from the streets we knew.” I’m pretty much running away from Jake, from the bad habits I used to do, but at the same time, I don’t want to run away.

So yesterday was a good day. I woke up and watched the new episode of True Blood, which pissed me off because of the fucking cliffhanger ending, then I took a shower and my girlfriend and her family picked me up. I got to help her pick out clothes, it was nice. It made me feel like we were older and I drove her there and was buying it. I don’t know why, I think it was because her family left us alone in the store. I felt a slight pain in my emotional field, only because I know that we weren’t alone. Then after about 3 – 4 hours of shopping, we went back to her house where we watched True Blood and Eureka. Andrew came over after I got back from her house. We talked about shit, like later down the road. Kids and discipline issues and shit. I always said my girlfriend would be my wife, without even thinking, it’s as if it’s habit or it’s subconscious, either way I like the fact that I always say she’ll be my wife. I want it to happen. So yesterday was better than Sunday, but I hope today is as good as yesterday.