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I've decided... [09 May 2006|04:31pm]
[ mood | awake ]

Instead of sitting on my hands or taking classes I don't need, I've decided to go after a minor, and if I still don't know what I want to do, a major in Spanish. I need to finish mastering up my speaking and such, no to mention all the family, so I believe this is best. Besides, in the long run, being bilingual always helps. I just want to avoid the same misery I was deep in before. I refuse to kill my happiness for a half-baked chance at success.

In the end, I am tired of making people a priority when I am only an option.

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So my sister and brother-in-law have a full house... [16 Apr 2006|12:08am]
[ mood | indescribable ]

...of stuff.

Spent two WHOLE days helping them move all that shit up and down so many damned stairs. It was hot, everything was packed awkward or heavy, and everyone complained. However, I was the only that kept my word and offered to help both days. So that was my satisfaction. Apparently I am the only one that knows how to test load, lift with my legs, and regulate my body heat. Go figure.

Ian cooked out on his new grill at his new house this afternoon, which was pretty cool. I am just too restless for a full journal now.


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Did you get that thing I sent ya'? [09 Apr 2006|09:53pm]
[ mood | chipper ]

So, my plans for this weekend didn't quite work out perfectly...like plans ever do.

I managed to get Saturday off so I wouldn't have to drive back all late as shit and wreck in my sleep. That was a bonus, because no matter what happened, I would be able to crap around the next day at VA Beach. Unfortunately, Danielle couldn't tag along because he had training Saturday morning, and Lori attended her little brother's birthday party that night.

After I got off of work Friday I went bought a duck towel with a hood from Kohl's and then bought band-aids. I didn't have my phone, so I couldn't call Danielle to assure she was home. So I went there anyways and ended up leaving the bad tied on her door handle with both items inside. I figured I owed her for bleeding all over her towel and using up her band-aids my last visit.

So, I got home and got all ready. I changed and shaved all quick like. But as I was leaving, I saw something flying my living room. A little bird managed to fly in through the cracked screen and I spent some time trying to catch it. After I put it back outside her seemed in shock, but finally flitted away...I hope not into the mouth of the stray cat below...

Well, that made me later than I already was. I left at 7:00p.m.-ish. I called Cory to let him know I wouldn't make it before he had to work. On the way Danielle called and gushed a bit over the gift I left her. It made me feel nice. I got to the ol' Norfolk pad around 8:30p.m.-ish (mad speed), put back on my shoes and headband, grabbed my swords, and walked in the apartment with my old key. I didn't see Kiyoshi any where, but Sho-Dan was in his room so I threw the other Daito in his floor and started making threats. He told me that Kiyoshi was in fact home, and at the exact moment I heard a noise, turned in my defense stance, and found him ready to stab me. Pretty phunny how much ninja-ing can be.

Called Elaine, confirmed our 11:30p.m. Rocky plans, and then proceeded to beat Kiyoshi and Sho-Dan in a game I never played. That is why Mexicans have the Sharingan: we can copy anything, be better at it, without speaking the language, all by sight alone!!! Kiyoshi came along and we three had phun at Rocky. It was just like I remembered. However, Elaine didn't do the underwear run due to some mark she aquired...I feard to inquire. Oh, and the dress she was wearing...WOW! I should have taken photos...

That was the night there. Woke up the next day around 9:30a.m. with very little sleep at all. We all bullshitted at the apartment until Cory woke up around 12:30p.m. and Kiyoshi and I met up with him for a Cici's raid. Wonderful. Then we all went to Cory's place and looked up phunny shit on his new high-speed connection. Then we went outside and sparred at my demand. Cory did better than I expected, but was scared and angered by my Battou-Jutsu. I didn't get a chance to get to serious with Kiyoshi because of how cold and wet it was outside.

I planned to leave earlier than I did, but didn't get out of there until 8:00p.m.-ish. Came home, fell asleep, end.

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I am haunted. [02 Apr 2006|10:38pm]
[ mood | curious ]

Why is it that ghosts come to haunt me? When it seems that I have forgotten something lay buried, they only find me again and pull at my mind and soul.

Oh well.

Thursday I was doing the cashier thing when this lady came up behind the customer I was helping. I glanced, and recognized her as the person that had walked in only a few moments before. Then I gave a second look and realized she was familiar. At the same time, she too was realizing who I was, and gave a confirming nod to the expression I must have been wearing at the time.

It was Miss Danielle Barger. It had been some time since I had last seen her...maybe two years, when she still worked at Southpark Cinemas. I quickly realized why didn't recognize her immediately: she had straightened her hair! Talk about different...and if it wasn't for my name tag (which I hadn't been wearing up until that point) she wouldn't have been sure it was me...guess I look a bit different with my hair pulled back.

After talking for a quick moment, I confirmed that I still had her number (which I had her punch in my phone for me...yes, while the line was growing), and said farwell. Well, the following night, after retiring home from work, I gave her a call. She wasn't doing much, so we made dinner plans.

I ended up dropping off my car at her house, as she lived close to where we planned to dine. She showed me her room and as we were walking out, I took the time to show her Kamui. It was rather dark, and as I flipped the blade back underhanded to sheath, I lost my grip. Now, I didn't want to drop my precious on the ground and scratch it, so I grabbed the blade. I know how to catch a blade, but the weight caused the edge to swing into my middle and ring finger (I had it between my thumb palm). Of course it cut me rather deep, and talk about surprised and embarassed on my part. Well, by the time I had finished putting Kamui up, my hand was completely red. She grabbed a towel and went back inside to fetch some band-aids. By the time she got back out and I had removed the towel, my hand has stopped bleeding, there was no blood, and barely any signs of injury...talk about quick healing.

With that little event aside, we went to dinner and Andrade's. I love that place for several reasons: 1) It has delicious Latin American and Spanish food 2) I can impress people with the class and elegance of the place 3) The prices don't kill me dead poor. So, we caught up over food and enjoyed ourselves.

Afterwards, I agreed to tag along with her to Circuit City. There she bought me a CD since I covered dinner. I couldn't have been more delighted, for it was Frogstomp by Silverchair! I have been looking on and off for this CD for quite a while, so I was so giddy it was silly. Danielle is the awesomeness.

After that, I rode around with her and her friend Angela, whom I met once before. She didn't remember me, but I sure did her...and I still don't care much for her now. When she was dropped off, Danielle and I went back to her place and watched Half Baked. I left as she was about asleep around 2:00a.m.

What all that means, I don't know. But she might be going with me to see Rocky next Friday...and she is a Rocky Virgin, mwahahaha!!!

Well, the next morning I awoke early and sleepless to go to the shop and sink that $500 in my car. I got there at 8:30a.m., before most of the employees. I didn't leave until 1:30p.m. I had a new mount and two knew headlights, as those were cracked and taking in water. Not bad, and I felt slightly less screwed. I talked with a few of the customers, and it seemed he did honest and good business. Oh well, can't undo it now. At least I have a not-rejected sticker now.

Alas, ghosts and money-less-ness aside, I shall call it a night. I have to awake at 4:00a.m. to be at work on time. Good night.

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And I am defeated again. [27 Mar 2006|02:18pm]
[ mood | stressed ]

Damn, everytime I think I have my ducks in a row, I couldn't be further from the truth. Man, life just ins't giving me a break with much of anything.

Let me back up to Friday. I had to work late that night, so I figured I would get up early and run a hand full of errands. I had been meaning to do so all week, but I finally got up the energy and left all nice in the morning like. I went to the same place my father goes to get my car inspected. I wanted to do that before I had the tune up. The place took me in quickly enough, but they started to take a bit of time...more than I would like. One of the guys came out of the garage and informed me that my headlight moutnings were broke, I mean, fucking obliterated. I knew it was damaged from the lady I slid into last year, but it had lost a few more pieces without me realizing it. Because of this, my car was rejected. Now, for those of you that don't know, you are completely at the mercy of the place you got the inspection when this happens. You HAVE to come back once that sticker is on there, and fix what they tell you to. Now, normally I would just trot my ass down the junk yard and strip the part, unfortunately, I had a time limit, and the piece I needed was for a some what new car (2001), and it was plastic. This piece stretched the entire length of the front. If was lucky enough to find an Escort that had one, it wouldn't be whole anymore. So, today I went back and had the parts ordered and set up an appointment. The bill? The guy told me around $500, with parts, shipping, and labor. FUCK ME.

I did, however, get my phone bill paid that Friday and send the payment off to the IRS. And yes, I owed the IRS this year. This is do to the job I worked in Virginia Beach with the construction and landscaping company, getting paid under the table. Since that asshole didn't take any taxes out, and wrote me off on a Misc. Form, I owed around $40 something dollars. FUCK ME AGAIN.

Now, number three. I called my mother to tell her that I would need to pull money out of my savings (again) to pay for my car repair. I wouldn't need much, as I always put it back in. However, she delighted me with the news that my car insurance bill came early. Want to know how much? $234.47...and it came EARLY. Now I will have to pull even more out, and I don't know how the hell I am going to pull that much money together again that quickly. Looks like I am back to Christmas with my account sitting below $10! FUCK ME A THIRD TIME.

My sword is the only left that's true.

Why am I not happy?

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Good afternoon night day thing... [14 Mar 2006|10:14pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

Yeah, got off work, went home and changed, then went to a soccer game.

The teams played like tards...and it was pretty chilly-windy.

Lyn, Tori, and I then went to Panera Bread. They thought I was waving as I was driving with no hands.

After food, cell phone games, and pointless laughs we retired outside.

We played with my swords and took a whole bunch of random pictures of such. I accidently hit Tori in the shin and/or knee because I couldn't see her that well in the dark with shades on...oops.

Got a really cool picture I'll be sticking on here though from all that.

Tori stole my coat.


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That is finished. [13 Mar 2006|08:31pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]

I finally figured it out...or I should say I discussed it with her.

Not yet.
Too soon.
There is a possibility.

Ha, I can relate though. I understand where she is coming from, and why. I take comfort in that understanding. I know the feeling of unrequited love, and its strain, though her's is not unrequited...more like lost to circumstance. Oh well, I can let the tension go and continue a wonderful friendship despite it all.

And to think, a single kiss did all this to me! Who would have guessed?

It didn't kill me, so I guess I'm stronger...

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So guess what else I can do? [06 Mar 2006|06:29pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]

I can now manage fighting two people at once. Last time I got roughed a bit, but still go 'em back. THIS time, I owned. Not only that, I was using a staff, which I have NEVER fought with before. Go figure.

Yes, my latest posts have all been combat related. Obssessed, yes. Bite me.

Anyways, I couldn't understand less what is going on around me. Life...is something I am just living, not trying to understand. If it tries to pass me by though, I'll chase it down and then back over it with my car.

And yes, I have been vague as to what is happening. To tell the truth, I don't really know what is worth making a comment about lately. I changed my oil Sunday...how about that? Uh, I ate out at Don Jose's with Jenny and Alysha. What else? I went to a party Friday night for a girl who was Christian raised, never drank, and it was her 21st. I laughed...mostly at her expense.

I really need more people to fight. It kind of sucks that I can't find a swordswoman. That would be unique. Not because of that quote I keeping repeating, but for the challenge value. I can only improve if I face someone stronger, then I have a reason too, or I just get bored. Maybe that is why I am dragging ass to go back to school? Yes, that makes a bit more sense, doesn't it?

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Three, I counted THREE! [26 Feb 2006|12:00pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Three crack attics. I coutned three of 'em. Denise, Jenny, and I went up to Richmond to check on apartments around VCU. There were, of course, a whole fucking lot, but none of the leasing offices were open during Saturday. How stupid is that, really? Oh well, we managed to have phun, though the majority of the places looked too Silent Hill-ish for comfort. I mean, for $450 a month, I could live in the Nightmare World, especially since I could WALK to school. Oh well, we weren't too productive, but entertainment doesn't tend to mix too well with that anyways.

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Am I crazy? [22 Feb 2006|10:59pm]
[ mood | crazy ]

I have never denied it. Hell, the whole world is. But I seem to attract other crazy people, and then so on and so forth. I developed several ideals and such, learned a lot, but I am lost as to what will really make me happy. I mean, I know what I NEED to do, but I don't know what I WANT to do. It sounds cheesy, and it really is, but I have not been able to shake this feeling for some time now. I have to go back to school, but I hate it SO much. I despise nothing more than wasting my time, and a lot school is just that. It can't be denied. Furthermore, I want to move again. I don't need to, as it will be harder this time around, but I want to get off my father's hands. I can't figure out how I am still having money problems, as I was able to live on less money in a more expensive place. My car insurance is going to increase, and that won't make it any easier. Life forgot the courtesy of a reach around again. Finally, I don' know where my emotions belong either. That isn't a new problem, but I don't know what to do when ghosts come back like this.

Now, that just makes me human. What makes me crazy is this: the only time I feel sure and relaxed, with out doubt or some unattainable desire is when I hold my sword in my hand and I am locked in competition. That is worse than cheesy, it could be called stupid, but it is true. I need to start making decisions like I do when sparring.

I'll say it again: "Make me laugh, and I'll adore you. Fight me, and I'll love you."

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All that work paid off! [18 Feb 2006|08:21pm]
[ mood | ecstatic ]

Good news! I can now perform the Ama Kakeru Ryu no Hirameki without hurting myself! The biggest break through I had was HOW I made the left step, and to put my weight on my heel, NOT toe. Last time I twisted my knee, but still executed the maneuver. My student was able to block it then (surprising), but I shattered his guard and knocked him back several feet. However, now that I can do this technique without any injury to myself, the force behind the blow has multiplied several times. My fluidity is a little off, but it won't be long before I can actually say I have mastered it! So, after a year, I am very pleased for myself, and my lust of battle has never been greater.

"Make me laugh, and I will adore you. Fight me, and I will love you."

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I had forgotten about this. [16 Feb 2006|11:15am]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Amazing, when life bends you over, and doesn't give you the courtesy of a reach around, it is amazing how easily you can forget everything. Oh well, I'm still alive. I won't go out that easily. My cheated death counter is past 10, so I am do for another attempt. Ha, we shall see.

I actually performed the Ama Kakeru Ryu no Hirameki on my student, and put him back in his place after our last lesson. Sure, I twisted my knee, but I can finish the move. Now, if only I can not injure myself in the process.

El Fin.

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Yes! [14 Dec 2004|07:56pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

I managed to finish all family related x-mas shopping, and they are good gifts! All this with a strict $150 dollar budget!

I got my dad's and stepmom's presents from this import store down the road. Kiyoshi and I got to use or poor excuse for Spanish while Denise watched. The cashier ladies laughed and stuff and we had a good time.

The rest of the family got thier presents from the trusty Best Buy! That place is awesome: you get to play with shit for free and no one tries to stop you! We beat a game while we were there and laughed at all the little kids fucking stuff up. Good times. We then went over to Wendy's and enjoyed a good lunch (or second lunch if you will). In the car Kiyoshi spit soda all over himself and we laughed so hard our stomachs hurt. More good times.

We returned home and he cleaned up the mess. We then all enjoyed a good chocolate cake I made (which was orginally muffin) earlier in the day.

I still have to finish plans and preperations for a party at my place Saturday. It will be small, but should be good phun.

I still don't think I'll be able to make it back home for very long during Christmas...boohoo. I work like six days a week now...good money!

Now I am trying to download some music, but it keeps fucking with me...mother fucker...kill a man...

El Fin.

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*Poke, poke* [13 Dec 2004|02:11pm]
[ mood | busy ]

Is this thing still alive? I'll feel kinda bad about not posting in a while, but I have been stupid busy, or passed out from exhaustion. With that said, I hope everyone will forgive my utter lateness in posting. I want everyone to know I have the spiffy interweb working flawlessly and that I am on all the time. So, ya know, don't be afraid to IM me and stuff. I hope everyone is well, and I do intend to to start writing here more regularly.

If there is at least one person in your life whom you consider a close friend, and whom you would not have met without the internet, post this sentence in your journal.

El Fin.

Chirstmas is going to eat me alive...

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Random Scare [22 Sep 2004|03:52pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

NOTE: Even if you don't want
any new LJ Friends at least do this to get it out and about!

Here is what
you do!

1. C&P this post in YOUR LJ!

2. Add you name to the
list below, number it please!

3. Your friends who are interested will do
this in their LJ's, sending it out in all directions!

4. The list will
grow and as it circulates people can check the names and add those who interest

Let's make this list BIG!!!!

1. misteashinra
2. wicked_4_life
3. kandykisses221
4. disdain_lust
5. moontrip
6. prittyingrunge
7. funker_a
8. 99beauty_scars
9. bondagedolly
10. x_stalker_x

Well, with that aside, allow me to explain my forementioned title.

Woke up yesterday morning, semi-late. Walked down the hall, grabbed some muffin cake, chased it with some Coke. I think I scratched myself here, maybe I didn't, but the scratching happened at one point or another. Then I wondered how cold it was outside. So, I proceeded to the sliding glass door all boxer-clad, when I noticed an envelope slid under the door. I picked it up, it had our names on it, and I read it. The damn thing was full of legal jargin, and the beginning was in improper english. Well, the one important part was clear: NOTICE TO VACATE. So, naturally I freak. I wait for oldest roommate to arrive and show him the letter. Apparently we were missing certain ID materials/had not signed the lease. Well, when we go to the office, the lady isn't there to clear things up. Well, 30 min later, I go back. The woman starts going through the file, and after about 10 min, informs me she has everything, and the letter was an accident...fucking eh...

Internet as soon as last roommate gets a damned job.

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Wow, it has been a while... [10 Sep 2004|11:41am]
[ mood | accomplished ]

...but in all fairness, I haven't been able to use this fangled internet.

Well, obviously we haven't gotten our access straight yet. But it will happen real soon, I promise! We got all the computers up and running, have a simple network, and may even set up a server. Wish us look (there are randomly destroyed computer parts everywhere from previous...attempts).

Now, you may ask "How are you using the interweb right now!?!" Well, that's easy: I'm using the colleges. I am not supposed to, but, why shouldn't I? I AM partially enrolled!

Well, let me do updates:

My little car is doing fucking great. Its gas mileage is perfect and I got my personal tags: MEKSYC-N

Apartment life is quite dandy. We have a real good grasp of bill paying, food buying, and cleaning. Some of us are better then others. Each of us is learning how to cook our own foods (I learned fried rice on my OWN, no recipe). There are plenty of fights, like all the fucking time. But, no one stays angry for too long.

The new job at Animal Jungle is fucking damned awesome. I have a much smaller work load, and everyday I get bored. My hours are good, and I actually enjoy my co-workers for once, all of them. All my expenses are perfectly covered, and I even have some funny money left over.

Girls? Don't know, never did, never will.

Funny: a couple of weekends ago, I tagged along with our third roommate to party. I got fucking smashed, really early apparently, don't remember any of it, got carried home, and woke up in floor. Puked much...lost glasses...and mets lots of girls while I was hanging out in the bathroom. At least lots of people know my face, and they will all underestimate me...Good thing though: pretty girl from party approached me at work, whom I half remembered...

Well, that's all folks.

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A little over due... [15 Aug 2004|01:40am]
[ mood | stressed ]

Let me catch up on the last two weeks real quick:

I seemingly pissed me boss off when I wanted an afternoon off to move my shit into my place. I was willing to work the morning, but they couldn't figure anything out for some odd reason. They apparently scheduled everybody to 40 hours (anymore is over time, and that is a big no, no), and the two others had plans. The last guy was on vacation. Well, I decided to get outta work with a little lying. I called my brother-in-law (Ian) and got him to call in around 4:00 with an excuse. I told him not to tell me, so it would be a surprise at least. Well he called, with a very good excuse (as I expected). They still said no. On person had callled in, and they didn't call anyone to replace her. So, they were already one person short. Well, I got pissed, Ian got pissed, and he chewed out the boss. Boss got scared, and angry, let me go. Well, the following week, I was taken off the schedule for my "transfer." Well, the next week, I came and picked up my check, and asked about my transfer. They said I should be on the schedule at the other store. So I called, only to find out, they no nothing of my transfer. Great, so the don't have the balls to fire me. So, I have applied for another job, and have an interview on Monday. Fuck Petsmart!

The place I applied at is another pet store named Animal Jungle. It is worth a trip to Norfolk just to see it, really!

I got everything straight on my car. I got personal tags that will be in soon hopefully. They will read MEKSYC-N. Get it?

Well, warped tour was fucking awesome. It rained the day before and half way through the day of. No one cared and rocked on. There was mud everywhere, and people were even wrestling in it, guys and girls. I ended up paying $4 dollars for a Gatorade. Yes, I was gouged. Kiyoton was the mosh as usual. Everyone non-Kiyoton mosh might of well as been hugs and love taps. The biggest difference was that almost all the girls were jail bait...boohoo.

I don't know if anything else important has happened. I do know I have had too much free time. Without a job, I am going stir crazy.

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[28 Jul 2004|09:43pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

Well, I guess the last few pieces are in place, or so it seems.

Hmm, I don't really know what has been going on lately, just work, stress, fight with mom over and over, and some sleep here and there. Other than that, I have a few highlights.

The last thing I can remember after my last update was talking to Sin Lady via phone! That was phun. I got to laugh at her voice and stuff, like over the microphone. Then she threatened to steal mine, so I check every morning in the mirror to make sure I still have it...I think half my humor lays in my tone of voice or something, cuz she laughed more than usual, which is always good. But it was great taking a typing break and all. I guess cell phones aren't completely evil...
(Yes, I am going to re-send the package!)

Hmm, I guess the only other thing is to relate the new girl I've been talking to. Well, I was kinda trying to talk to a groomer or two. One isn't interested, which is cool, and the other has a boyfriend of something. I still talk to them cuz they are just phun like that I guess. But, back to the point. During her last few visits, a girl that comes in to buy crickets has been hitting on me. She is real, real pretty (there is a consensus among us guys there), and it wasn't just my ego making me think she was flirting. She would always be the one to start the conversation, and would ask, listen, and drop a random compliment (once she complimented how nice my teeth were). So, I asked where she worked during one visit, and hunted the surrounding coffee shops for her. I wanted to repay the gift of intelligent conversation. But, I didn't succeed. So, on her next visit, I asked again, confirmed the location, and the next day, I hauled ass to Old Towne Petersburg. I was on my lunch break and really strapped for time. I found the place with ease, and walked in all cool like. She was apparently really surprised that I kept my word to visit and all (guess she is used to bullshit?). Well, we chatted, she gave me a free drink, I got her number, and I was late back to work. Over the next week, we talk and laugh it up and stuff. She is over-confident, yet modest, like myself, and I had her pegged correctly from the start: ex-punk chick. She is half Latino and half German, but watered down, like me. (My dad is full Mexican, but my mom is like 3rd-generation German.) She speaks German, which is just awesome, and makes fun of my use of the word "indeed." She is also foul mouthed in certain situations, like I've been known to be, heehee. Well, recently she admitted that I'm attractive and all, so my assumptions are NOT wrong (apparently is was the hair again). So, we are gonna hang out Friday before she leaves for a vacation in Germany. I'll be leaving like yesterday for Norfolk, but I think I will make a few trips back and forth just for her: she's that cool. All of this is to the complete envy of the guys at work, mwahahaha! Plus, Elaine is just a cool name; how could I resist?

You may ask "What about Jenny?" The truth: I STILL don't know. I heard via coworker that she doesn't like me, but she has been sending the same mixed signals as usual. So I kinda don't care anymore, and she is a cool friend and all: whateva...

I have my own checking for rent payment and my mom FINALLY did the FAFSA and sent it off. Yesterday I took my placement testing and exempted everything possible, so I'm well on my way! I gotta register my classes on the morrow, and move my crap. All that is really left is to transfer my job, change my pay to direct deposit, pay tuition, and get used to freedom.

This is the end...

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FREEDOM [15 Jul 2004|11:50pm]
[ mood | indescribable ]

There is a chaotic tranquility I have long missed once again awakened inside me. I love it! I feel close to invincible now.

All my plans and hard work are starting to fall in place, and it is truly refreshing.

Today I finally signed the lease and located all the key places I needed to learn. I missed the manager I needed to talk to at the PetsMart I am transferring to, but I am to check back in on Sunday.

Hmm...the apartment smells a little of bug spray, but that is better than a dead body or something. While there, we ate at a Chinese place. My mom was the only one eating with a fork while Sho-dan, Kiyoshi, and I were all using chopsticks. It's only my second using them, and I got the technique down!

My room is all the way in the back, that way I can parade my girls past, or something like that. We have a little of Sho-dan's mess to clean out, but other than that, we are in good shape. Thanks to my mom's utter inability to do ANYTHING right, I haven't moved a single thing of mine yet. So, when I go back for the weekend, I'll be sleeping on the floor with my pillow.

Oh, and we also swam a little. The pool has a slick, steep drop off that makes not drowning hard, but interesting. I won the horse-play matches for the day. The pool is also easy to sneak in at night when it's closed it would seem. We did manage to scare everyone away during the time we were there, hahaha!

Um, oh, and I got a 2001 Escort about a week ago. Sorry for not upadting about that sooner. It's four door, four cylinder, and cheaper on insurance. I'm so close to being completely set!

Not much longer, and I'll have the freedom I've been needing to...reach that potential buried so deep. Now, the world, and I, shall see what I can do!

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Pressure, Pressure [03 Jul 2004|11:50pm]
[ mood | stressed ]

Well, so much for a relaxing summer full of phun and stuff. That has all come to an end with the sudden and dramatic increase in responisibility. I'm not going into any deep detail, just a sort of list.

-My lazy ass mother has yet to fill out and send the required tax forms so I can get in state tuition. I can't pay for college, even if I am excepted. I nag her and nag her, and for what? She does nothing but work, watch T.V., and sleep. DAMN IT!!!
-I have to take the placement tests still. I took off for July 15. I hope I can move some furniture and shit at the same time, since I'll be in the same area. I have to sing the apartment lease that day too.

-One of tires is going bad and I don't have the change lying around for a new one. And my father has the nerve to BLAME ME. Like I do it of purpose of something!
-I won't be able to afford the insurance on the Monte Carlo, so I need to start looking for an older, smaller, four door, four cylinder car! God, car swapping sucks ass.

-Petsmart still sucks.
-I haven't heard shit from UPS yet, and it would be damn good to. But, until then, I will have to transfer to another Petsmart so I'll still have an income. God, why that hell?

-I owe about $580 already, and I'm not even living there yet!
-It might be even trickier to manage money, as rent (including water and gas for cooking), electricity, phone, and gas for heat will all be seperate expenses...not to mention food.
-Eh, I need to experience this, so we will survive!

-I still don't know where I truly am with this girl, but we are still having endless phun.
-Time is growing short before I leave and she knows it too. I'll never forget her, but if something is to happen, it has to soon!

Listing all this makes it a little more managable, but it is no easy task. I right back where I was with the stress, but this is when I am at my best!

Wish me luck...

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