A day in the life of Brendan
So, I wake up today somewhere around 9:30 am. For me on a tuesday, that's quite early. I go surf the net and chat people who don't really know me because I love fucking with people. I check my email my dad tells me that a handsonic should be in my possession by monday, and that I need to cut the lawn and try to pirate some expensive audio programs for him. this makes me happy. I realize that I am hungry, and went to Taco Cabana for lunch (because I felt friggin loaded since I had left over money from last week, and Adam Paid me for gas). I had the three beef fajiSota tacos combo. The fajita meat tasted the best it has ever tasted.
So i went home, and mowed that fucking lawn. I showed it who was boss. I did such a good job that it is now emo and it will indeed cut itself.
So, I dried off, and sat back and imported the $50.00 worth of $3.00 cds from hogwild into my massive 27 gig music library. While doing so, I managed to spill some of my bottled water on the mac's usb keyboard. It went crazy. The computer was acting like the enter button was being held down, so I pop the button off, proplem solved. It moves up to the "\" doing the same thing. So I unplug the keyboard and dry it off, and shake all the water I can out/off. I plug it back in and the whole thing is just dead.
I do more chatting with people I dont know, and slowly some people I do know come, and I realize "Oh fuck! I have a test in Law and Society tomorrow. I need to study." So, I bring out my study guide, and look through my books. I read though about half of what I need to know, and not much sunk in becuase it all makes sense, and if the quiz/test was multiple choice, it would be my bitch, but since it;s short answer, that means memorization, and my memory is metaphysical. Which means that when it comes to memorizing specific terms, i'm pretty much fucked.
I call my dad to tell him that we need a new keyboard, and that I might not be home when they get home because I'm going out to a "poetry slam!"
I decide to treat myself to dinner at the Chili's where Monika Walker from my high school works and knows how to make me feel wanted. I talk to her for a wonderfully fun minute on two separate occasions: one upon entering and the other while leaving. She halfway invited me to "Light up the night" which is a stupid pre-homcoming pep rally of sorts for Clemens. She's a senior now, but I knew her when she was a sophomore. In fact, when I first met her, I was sitting on the stage fring a tryout/rehearsal for MIdsummer ngiht's dream, and she jsut has the urge to do a fabulous jumping/spinning dance maneuver (think figure skating minus the skates and add even more grace to it). Smiles at me and introduces herself while I'm still amazed that a human could do smething like that. So i jsut say.. "I don't know what that was, but it was beautiful." She appreciated the comment and told me ad others who were starring that she's a dancer, jazz, ballet, whatever, she's probably done it. So, after we talked at chilis, she said something to the effect of "it was nice meeting you." That would have hurt me if I liked the current Monika, and not just the Monika I knew as a sophomore.
I go back to my house. Study some more law. Not much of it sticks, because most of it just makes sense. So, I guess I need to pray for "leading questions."
Eventually, enough time has passed for me to go to this poetry slam. I'm going to it because Krista (the girl with the lip ring who was selling cookies for the 9/11 group) had asked me to come and be a judge in order to help her win the contest. She was surprised to see me. I was surprised to see Alyssa (a girl who I had a very pleasant date with) coming to support Krista as well. Krista had no idea that Alyssa and I are friends. So, while I'm judging poetry, i'm kinda of being ignored by both of them. Especially Krista. I would have been pissed if the poetry sucked, but the vast majority of it was entertaining. Krista's poems were actually pretty damn good. However, my opinion of Krista decreased as time passed, but Alyssa was happy to see me and I was happy to see her as well. Alyssa told me to call her.
Normally, that would sound pretty enticing to me. Yet, for some reason, not today. I guess I feel like being single is the best for me right now. A lot fo that has to do with how busy I am with other crap, but also, I think I just want something really shallow right now like the time during spring where some girl made out with me for four hours. That was wonderful. She was just aggressive enough to make me feel truly wanted. My ex was never aggressive. She was too concerned with hurting me or something... and I know Alyssa kinda likes it to be sweet and slow, not aggressive and passionate. While I could probably be something more than jsut a friend to any on of these girls I have mentioned, I really think the best choice is to be next to nothing to all of them. I'll still be a friend to Alyssa because she deserves at least that much, but the other two kinda pissed me off.
The other thing is that for the first time in my life, I really don't feel like I need someone. I feel fine by myself. I'm not lonely. I don't have low self esteem. So, Ironically, I'm least interested in a relatonship at a time where I am probably best emotionally suited for one (meaning that I won't be dependant on the relationship) and more emotionally attractive than I usually am.
So i went home, and mowed that fucking lawn. I showed it who was boss. I did such a good job that it is now emo and it will indeed cut itself.
So, I dried off, and sat back and imported the $50.00 worth of $3.00 cds from hogwild into my massive 27 gig music library. While doing so, I managed to spill some of my bottled water on the mac's usb keyboard. It went crazy. The computer was acting like the enter button was being held down, so I pop the button off, proplem solved. It moves up to the "\" doing the same thing. So I unplug the keyboard and dry it off, and shake all the water I can out/off. I plug it back in and the whole thing is just dead.
I do more chatting with people I dont know, and slowly some people I do know come, and I realize "Oh fuck! I have a test in Law and Society tomorrow. I need to study." So, I bring out my study guide, and look through my books. I read though about half of what I need to know, and not much sunk in becuase it all makes sense, and if the quiz/test was multiple choice, it would be my bitch, but since it;s short answer, that means memorization, and my memory is metaphysical. Which means that when it comes to memorizing specific terms, i'm pretty much fucked.
I call my dad to tell him that we need a new keyboard, and that I might not be home when they get home because I'm going out to a "poetry slam!"
I decide to treat myself to dinner at the Chili's where Monika Walker from my high school works and knows how to make me feel wanted. I talk to her for a wonderfully fun minute on two separate occasions: one upon entering and the other while leaving. She halfway invited me to "Light up the night" which is a stupid pre-homcoming pep rally of sorts for Clemens. She's a senior now, but I knew her when she was a sophomore. In fact, when I first met her, I was sitting on the stage fring a tryout/rehearsal for MIdsummer ngiht's dream, and she jsut has the urge to do a fabulous jumping/spinning dance maneuver (think figure skating minus the skates and add even more grace to it). Smiles at me and introduces herself while I'm still amazed that a human could do smething like that. So i jsut say.. "I don't know what that was, but it was beautiful." She appreciated the comment and told me ad others who were starring that she's a dancer, jazz, ballet, whatever, she's probably done it. So, after we talked at chilis, she said something to the effect of "it was nice meeting you." That would have hurt me if I liked the current Monika, and not just the Monika I knew as a sophomore.
I go back to my house. Study some more law. Not much of it sticks, because most of it just makes sense. So, I guess I need to pray for "leading questions."
Eventually, enough time has passed for me to go to this poetry slam. I'm going to it because Krista (the girl with the lip ring who was selling cookies for the 9/11 group) had asked me to come and be a judge in order to help her win the contest. She was surprised to see me. I was surprised to see Alyssa (a girl who I had a very pleasant date with) coming to support Krista as well. Krista had no idea that Alyssa and I are friends. So, while I'm judging poetry, i'm kinda of being ignored by both of them. Especially Krista. I would have been pissed if the poetry sucked, but the vast majority of it was entertaining. Krista's poems were actually pretty damn good. However, my opinion of Krista decreased as time passed, but Alyssa was happy to see me and I was happy to see her as well. Alyssa told me to call her.
Normally, that would sound pretty enticing to me. Yet, for some reason, not today. I guess I feel like being single is the best for me right now. A lot fo that has to do with how busy I am with other crap, but also, I think I just want something really shallow right now like the time during spring where some girl made out with me for four hours. That was wonderful. She was just aggressive enough to make me feel truly wanted. My ex was never aggressive. She was too concerned with hurting me or something... and I know Alyssa kinda likes it to be sweet and slow, not aggressive and passionate. While I could probably be something more than jsut a friend to any on of these girls I have mentioned, I really think the best choice is to be next to nothing to all of them. I'll still be a friend to Alyssa because she deserves at least that much, but the other two kinda pissed me off.
The other thing is that for the first time in my life, I really don't feel like I need someone. I feel fine by myself. I'm not lonely. I don't have low self esteem. So, Ironically, I'm least interested in a relatonship at a time where I am probably best emotionally suited for one (meaning that I won't be dependant on the relationship) and more emotionally attractive than I usually am.