Dolce
Wow...so much to do...think about...deal with...keep up with. This is tiring.
I had to delete some things I said in the last entry...just a little too personal to put in such a public place...and I'm sorry for all involved, even though this doesn't seem like such a huge thing. And to Sammie, I'm sorry that I deleted your comment, but I wasn't comfortable with any reference being made to what I said, it's nothing personal against you.
My car insurance went up like $70 a month for the new car. That sucks. Plain and simple, it sucks. I was kinda expecting it to go down.....haha, hell no. Karma, karma, karma. I don't even know what for, but karma for something, I'm sure. I'm paying about as much a month for insurance on the car as I am for the car itself. It's kinda pitiful. So far I've only been able to find three things wrong with the car. The backlight on the radio/CD player display is out, so I can only see the numbers on it if I look really really hard; the back left window won't roll down; and, the interior light in the trunk doesn't work. Obviously, these are all minor problems, and my mom said that when I'm able to work out a time, the fix-it-up guy at Auto Sales Center should fix those for free. I took mom's car to school and she met me after school with my car, after she got it insured throughout the day...and I got to drive it tonight. Despite the rain and stuff I had an incredible time being able to finally be comfortable in my OWN car and listen to my OWN CDs as LOUD as I WANT and not have a care in the world except for singing the lyrics that mean so much to me.
"I got wiring loose inside my head
I got books that I never ever read
I got secrets in my garden shed
I got a scar where all my urges bled
I got people underneath my bed
I got a place where all my dreams are dead
Swim with me into your blackest eyes..."
"When the engine passes here I'm kissin you wide
The hissing subsides, I'm in luck
When the evening reaches here you're tying me up
I'm dying of love, it's okay"
I got my letter from the Selective Service System today...and I filled it out online. Kinda weird that even something like this is online now. I guess this means that to the government, I'm officially a man and I'm officially able to go to Iraq or Afghanistan or where the hell ever if they decide they want me to. Wee.
Brian was supposed to come by and pick up all of his stuff today. Mom's attorney called his parents' house (where he's supposedly staying) today like four times to remind them that he was supposed to pick it up tonight at like 7:30 p.m., and she got no answer. She left a message. Now it's 8:00, we've moved our cars to leave room for the U-Haul, put all his stuff out in the carport, and waited for like an hour. No Brian. I wonder what we'll do with all his stuff?
Everyone kept asking me where Kelsey was at school today, and everytime I told someone where she and Somer and Samantha were today, I got sadder and sadder and sadder. What a sucky message to be a messenger for.
I got to eat at Taco Bell after school with Gnilrets today. We talked about the "future band" plans and just...stuff. I'm pretty sure we're going to be able to do this band...and I think it's gonna turn out amazing...because this is a group of VERY talented musicians (the other guys, at least)...and with our very wide range of musical tastes between us I think it'll be amazingly great.
Medieval feast....yargh. That's gonna fill up my weekend. Kinda sucks....but it's fun nonetheless. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday night. Maybe it'll be great...maybe it'll suck....who knows. Yay, more missed work.
My dad has been here all night since I got here this afternoon...and it's quite odd...he hasn't been in this house for longer than 30 minutes in about...14 years.
I guess Ben must go now...he has to memorize 28 lines of Shakespeare by third period tomorrow. Fun, eh? Lots!
Toodles comrades.
-ben jammin
I had to delete some things I said in the last entry...just a little too personal to put in such a public place...and I'm sorry for all involved, even though this doesn't seem like such a huge thing. And to Sammie, I'm sorry that I deleted your comment, but I wasn't comfortable with any reference being made to what I said, it's nothing personal against you.
My car insurance went up like $70 a month for the new car. That sucks. Plain and simple, it sucks. I was kinda expecting it to go down.....haha, hell no. Karma, karma, karma. I don't even know what for, but karma for something, I'm sure. I'm paying about as much a month for insurance on the car as I am for the car itself. It's kinda pitiful. So far I've only been able to find three things wrong with the car. The backlight on the radio/CD player display is out, so I can only see the numbers on it if I look really really hard; the back left window won't roll down; and, the interior light in the trunk doesn't work. Obviously, these are all minor problems, and my mom said that when I'm able to work out a time, the fix-it-up guy at Auto Sales Center should fix those for free. I took mom's car to school and she met me after school with my car, after she got it insured throughout the day...and I got to drive it tonight. Despite the rain and stuff I had an incredible time being able to finally be comfortable in my OWN car and listen to my OWN CDs as LOUD as I WANT and not have a care in the world except for singing the lyrics that mean so much to me.
"I got wiring loose inside my head
I got books that I never ever read
I got secrets in my garden shed
I got a scar where all my urges bled
I got people underneath my bed
I got a place where all my dreams are dead
Swim with me into your blackest eyes..."
"When the engine passes here I'm kissin you wide
The hissing subsides, I'm in luck
When the evening reaches here you're tying me up
I'm dying of love, it's okay"
I got my letter from the Selective Service System today...and I filled it out online. Kinda weird that even something like this is online now. I guess this means that to the government, I'm officially a man and I'm officially able to go to Iraq or Afghanistan or where the hell ever if they decide they want me to. Wee.
Brian was supposed to come by and pick up all of his stuff today. Mom's attorney called his parents' house (where he's supposedly staying) today like four times to remind them that he was supposed to pick it up tonight at like 7:30 p.m., and she got no answer. She left a message. Now it's 8:00, we've moved our cars to leave room for the U-Haul, put all his stuff out in the carport, and waited for like an hour. No Brian. I wonder what we'll do with all his stuff?
Everyone kept asking me where Kelsey was at school today, and everytime I told someone where she and Somer and Samantha were today, I got sadder and sadder and sadder. What a sucky message to be a messenger for.
I got to eat at Taco Bell after school with Gnilrets today. We talked about the "future band" plans and just...stuff. I'm pretty sure we're going to be able to do this band...and I think it's gonna turn out amazing...because this is a group of VERY talented musicians (the other guys, at least)...and with our very wide range of musical tastes between us I think it'll be amazingly great.
Medieval feast....yargh. That's gonna fill up my weekend. Kinda sucks....but it's fun nonetheless. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday night. Maybe it'll be great...maybe it'll suck....who knows. Yay, more missed work.
My dad has been here all night since I got here this afternoon...and it's quite odd...he hasn't been in this house for longer than 30 minutes in about...14 years.
I guess Ben must go now...he has to memorize 28 lines of Shakespeare by third period tomorrow. Fun, eh? Lots!
Toodles comrades.
-ben jammin