Well, well well. Lookie here, what do we have? It appears to be a "blog", let's just utilize it, shall we? [insert evil chuckle here]


09.24.02
Well, it's a Thursday. The day before the Big Spring Jam. I had one class. I don't really have anything else to do today... I need to get a BSJ ticket for Brecken, though. That's about it. I can't wait for her to get here. I'm excited about it! That's not something that happens for many people, in point of fact, I think she's the only person that I've ever been really excited to see, just for the sake of seeing.

I just wish I could see her more often.

They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder, but it's not quite right. I still love her more than is probably prudent, but I'm sure I'm not any fonder of her now than I was when I got to see her almost every day. It's probably just as much so as it was before. It's that just now I'm ust frustrated that I can't see her more often.

I need a job. And a couple other things. Oh well. We'll see how it goes.


09.24.02
Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out. Repeat.

I am officially angry. I've been trying to do my homework, but the language support on the computer I like to use doesn't let me do it on there, so I have to revert to the really crappy computer to do it. And my dad, being the bastard he is, is on it all the time because he's decided to better his life and everyone else's by becoming not only a bastard, but an all-out Minion of Hell by not sleeping ever and always working on his online Master's Degree in Business Management.

That, and I have nothing else to do, officially, but things seem to crop up out of nowhere, and I have to suddenly do them. Take, for instance, my printing. I can no longer print anything at home, as my printer is completely screwed up. I now have to take my documents elsewhere and print them out for 10 cents a freaking page. Not only that, but in trying to take the damnable thing apart, to salvage at least the stepper motors in it, I managed to get a permanent ink stain on the living room carpet. And I keep pissing off my girlfriend. And I need a job (my fault, I know). And I keep missing breakfast. And lunch. And I want sleep. ...and a pony... [sniff]

[puppy dog eyes, lip quivers]

09.16.02
I'm still alive by the skin of my teeth.

I've got a ticket over my head. I take care of half of it.

Still need a job.

Have to take driving school later, b/c I was 5 min late the first time.

Missing my girlfriend like crazy.

My paper for Honors English is now due next Monday. Yipee.

No Gen/Inorg Chem for a week. Praise Jesus.

Life is peachy, and yet very very bitter at the same time. I'll try to remember to update more often.


09.09.02
It appears to be that I'm still me and that I can still type, and I still have webspace.

Amazing.

At the moment, we're getting close to a month of having been in school, and I'm savouring every moment of it like sucking on a lemon: it's interesting, but not something I'd like to be doing all day. Classes are still in the review of the last class mode, so I'm set to go for a while. I've retained enough information for a while that all this stuff is just kind of repetition, though I hope it won't be precisely like that. I should go out to try to make a couple new friends at UAH, but it doesn't seem to be the kind of place where one would actually want to do that unless you live on campus.

So, now I have to hang out with Jason. Somebody shoot me. Just kidding. We're going to gather up some guys and watch war movies together sometime, and generally hang out, since everybody who's still in HSV who has a girlfriend, has watched her leave to go off to the institution for higher learning that she has so chosen to attend. Take me for instance. I watched my dear little Breckie drive off to be all by her lonesome self down in Birmingham. Well, not her lonesome self, but she went without me, so she left my lonesome self. Now I'm all alone. [sniff sniff]

[sigh] I miss you, Brecken . . . I miss you so much that I'm putting it on a web page.

In other news, I have a co-op orientation tomorrow, I have to get a job, I have to pay a ticket fine, and I have to go to court on the 23rd. I've applied at Barnes and Noble and followed up there, and at Publix, and at the Main Street Cafe where they told me they don't have any openings, which is understandable. So I have to follow up at Publix now. And check everywhere else. Life is peachy. I wish it were a little bit more like a fresh peach . . .


08.12.02
Well, it's that time again. ~9 days until UAH starts classes . . . My books aren't in . . . I don't have all my books for EH 105 . . . and I'm lounging around my house without a job, as I'm going to be living here for a while. God, my life sucks. At least I'm not in school like all the high school kids. Hah! I can call them "kids" now! Oh well. Brecken's fine, by all I can tell, except that she doubts certain things at times, and that gets to be a little hasslesome. C'est la vie. At least life really isn't pain.


05.28.02
Today was the best day I've had in a long time. I had to clean my room, but I got to spend the afternoon with the best girl in the world. I ate a horrible sausage in a bun, but I got to eat it while looking at the most beautiful person I've ever seen. I met her grandparents, who are absolutely sweet people. Then I got to spend more time with her. The fun doesn't stop, because I even got to . . . tease her a little.


05.27.02
Weblog entry 1:
Nothing to do. Just breezing by and typing b/c Brecken told me to . . . No, I've just gotten a web page up, and I've just graduated high school. I think that's pretty good.