Saturday night at the movies. =P
So much to say. Today was such a sexy day...
More thing happened today than all of this week combined. XD
Lets see, time to type it all to an audience that...
A) was Probably there.
B) doesn't necesarrily care, but reads anyway to say something witty in the comments.
C) is stalking me, or is lurking, secretly reading my journal, and not saying a word about it.
Whether A, B, or C (If you're C... Well... you know...)
Boring, unessential stuff
Day started off with me waking up in my room, on my bed. I then proceeded to look at what time was, and then decided to go to sleep once again. I later woke up, showered, breakfasted, and went to my room, and was online, eating shit until it was twelve, where I proceeded to start doing homework, when in reality I didn't, again, I just wasted time (two hours worth it). When two o'clock came, I decided to stop doing homework (in two hours, I did 3 math problems) and decided to go downstairs and play Silent Hill 3. That game, is SICK. The beggining may not be so scary, but once you get to the hospital, or Silent Hill for anything, it is disturbing. Holy fuck. Essentially, it may not be scary, but it IS freaky. Anyway, I played for a solid hour, got my sweater (A.K.A. Emo Sweater), and headed out to Harold's house, since my parents were going somewhere until eight, and I needed to be somewhere.
End of boring, unessential stuff, and now interesting (By my standards, so you may be dissapointed) stuff.
Once I got to Harold's house, thats when the action really started. I got there around four, and I hanged out with Harold and Cynthia (Girl from psychology class). Minutes later, Rodrigo would come. I never talked much to Cynthia (She is a stripper! I KNOW A STRIPPER! YEAH... I'm so pathetic... XD) until today, and it wasn't just "Yeah", "Heh heh", or "Right"... You know, the usual crap I give people I don't know very well. It was tons of fun, since she constantly set herself up for quick jokes, and little things. We especially had a BIG laugh with an incident with a big, thin, long bendy black styrofome (Spelling) stick, and where it was, and where she was. You had to be there =P. Anyway, it turns out Cynthia is a really cool person, someone I can hang out with, as apososed to most of my class mates (You know, the 'other' ones...). Oh, along this day, from thirty minutes before I left my house, until Cynthia left, I would CONSTANTLY get phone calls. I don't know what was up with that. Usually I'm lucky if I get ONE phone call on my cell a week, but it my phone rang off the hook today. Anyway, yeah, it turned out Cynthia couldn't go to the movies, so we decided to walk her home, but then *I* got a call from Felix (Or did I call him? I never know anymore) that he was coming to Harold's. So we waited for him. When he arrived, we walked Cynthia home. Harold was our guide... Heh heh heh. It was a very interesting walk. Put shortly, I'll state what the walk was like with sing word explanations.
A) Shoes (Heh heh...)
B) Lost
C) Random cars/people
D) Grocery (Spelling?) carts
E) Boobs...
Anyways, we walked her home, then walked back to Harold's house. Again, my phone kept ringing. It was a mixture of calls from Michael, Aldo, and Nick. Aldo said his cousin was going, but he didn't go, I just realized that. Hmm... Anyways, Rodrigo and Harold played two rounds of smash, then it was Rodrigo and Felix. Rodrigo seemingly has gotten better at smash, and got props from Harold and Felix. We then proceeded to Harold's kitchen, since he asked him for water, and he gave us none. Well, I did, I ended up serving them. I first drank my two cups (I freaked Harold out with my 'uber 1337' fast drinking (Chugging?) skills. Two large cups of water, with absolutely no problem. I then took two cups of water to Felix and Rodrigo, and they complained it was roomt emperature and no ice. Personally, I like refreshing water (Cold room temperature water?), and I hate ice in any liquid, unless I have a straw, since it gives it a watery feeling. Anyway, then we nagged Harold on WHEN we would leave his house for the movies, because Nick was already there, as was Jocy, and Aldo would soon follow. "In two minutes" is what he said. Apparantly, two minutes is around an hour or so. We went to Harold's kitchen, and proceeded on remarking how his microwave is more hightech then most stuff, and how he "doesn't like the expensive stuff". Sure buddy, not the expensive stuff? Remember when you bought that laptop for some 1k? And then reutrned it because something didn't work, and instead got a MORE EXPENSIVE one? Yeah, I beleive you =P. We finally left when Mr. Marerro (Marrero?) got there, and we all hopped into the car. OH! Harold also went to the movies the night before (Friday)(What a bastard...) and had ALREADY seen Underworld, and from what he said, it was TERRIBLE. Now, Harold likes crappy movies, and if he thinks something sucks, then it has to REALLY be bad. We named various movies, but in the end, went with what Felix said, and chose Matchstick Men (Godly movie, props to Felix). We got to the movies, met up with Jocy, Aldo and Nick came soon, followed by Ana, Arlie, Jesus, Juan, Rene, Jane-Marie, that girl (Or guy? I don't even know, I couldn't tell), that other dude, that other dude's friend, Leo, Leo's friend (I forget her name, although I HARDLY know her), and I think thats it, and if I'm missing someone, I'm sorry. Anyway, a large portion of the people decided they were hungry and went away or some shit. Me and Aldo were set on playing some DDR (We really wanted to). We sucked a lot for the beggining, but then got the pace back. We played DDR like there was no tomorow. Jocy thinks I'm awesome (I'm on light for crying out loud) and Jane cheered for me (Yay, someone is supporting me! XD). Soom Bisexual Micheal would come (I hardly know him either). He and Aldo played. Now, as always, if yous tick around the DDR machine, you're bound to see some sort of extrodanary performance SOMETIME. I (and other poeople) saw two. First one was some guy after me and Aldo. We breaked for a bit, and this one dude got on. His friend watched. He got on standard, and did some pretty wild stuff, hitting every note like it was the easiest thing ever. After that, it would be a while until the "Ghetto Asian" got on. Now, heres my Theory on DDR. Anyone can become great at DDR, BUT, ALL asians are NATURALLY good at it, so their skill is INSTANTANEAOUSLY squared. Period. Now, this guy, he went on Hard (That instantly got attention from anyone, he had a crowed watching him). Not only that, he did insane hard songs. It doesn't stop there, for all you would see on his score was "Perfect" and the occasionaly "Great". No misses on the first song (His combo was around some 200), and that was just his first song, it was orgasmic. Anyway, he did HEALING VISION as his second song. He had a harder time then, but he what mattered was that he actually DID it on hard. He was amazing. On the first song, he SPINNED around, and still got the point. On the third song (I can't remember what it was, but it was insane too) he did his steps, bent down, and did the following two steps by slapping his hands were his feet would correspond. He shamed anyone that had previously played DDR. Anyway, Harold saw this performance, Rodrigo did not, wich I was hopong did, because he is somewhat interested in these things as well (is he?). I then stopped my DDR playing (I should really save up for the game, I would save *SO* much money, and get better faster), and walked around with Nick. Oh, before that, when I was playing with Aldo, I saw Marylin from school. I waved (She was entering the movie theater) and then she made some stepping movements, makinng fun of the fact that iw as about to play the game. I shrugged and smile. It's a thing we do, we make fun of each other an dtry to kill each other. XD. Hmmm, wait, Marylin *LOOKS* asian... Hmm... Maybe she knows the ways of DDR? Maybe she is a DDR master? Hehehe, time will tell. Anyway, I walked around with Nick and then ran into an old friend of mine from my eigth grade year, David. From what other people told me, he had gotten in trouble with drugs or some crap like that, and when I heard that, it had made me sad, since he was a very cool person from my eigth grade year. I had a short talk with him, and... I don't know, I felt a bit happier, seeing him. I learned he is going to Columbus (which is why I didn't see him in Coral Park). Anyway, I got a call from Aldo, it was time for the movies. When I got in the theater, I was a bit late. It seems no one saved seats for like the 5 of us (Harold, Rene, Leo, Leo's friend, and I), so we ended up going to the second to alst row, all the way tot he right. It was better than being all the way in the fornt of the middle. I enjoyed the movie, I eventually got used to the angle. Aldo and the two other dudes sat on the third row, to the left, and yet we did not know we both had the same dilema. On to the movie.
Matchstick men...
That movie, is... GODLY.
I will not ruin the movie for anyone, but say one thing.
Go. See. It.
NOW!!!
We left the movies, and I ended up taking Rodrigo, Felix, and Harold home, in that order. I get home, get the song "Suffocate" by Cold, from Felix (Thanks a bunch man), and... now I am here. I've been typing for a long time, around 30...40 minutes? Wow... Oh well.
That was my day. Feel free not to read it. XD
Take care all, it's 1:20 am, and I don't feel sleepy at all... Or do I?
...
Homework, what an ugly reminder by realzing it's sunday. =/
Edit April 3, 2007: Holy fucking shit. Thats a fucking wall of text there.
And yes, Asian people ARE good at DDR.
More thing happened today than all of this week combined. XD
Lets see, time to type it all to an audience that...
A) was Probably there.
B) doesn't necesarrily care, but reads anyway to say something witty in the comments.
C) is stalking me, or is lurking, secretly reading my journal, and not saying a word about it.
Whether A, B, or C (If you're C... Well... you know...)
Boring, unessential stuff
Day started off with me waking up in my room, on my bed. I then proceeded to look at what time was, and then decided to go to sleep once again. I later woke up, showered, breakfasted, and went to my room, and was online, eating shit until it was twelve, where I proceeded to start doing homework, when in reality I didn't, again, I just wasted time (two hours worth it). When two o'clock came, I decided to stop doing homework (in two hours, I did 3 math problems) and decided to go downstairs and play Silent Hill 3. That game, is SICK. The beggining may not be so scary, but once you get to the hospital, or Silent Hill for anything, it is disturbing. Holy fuck. Essentially, it may not be scary, but it IS freaky. Anyway, I played for a solid hour, got my sweater (A.K.A. Emo Sweater), and headed out to Harold's house, since my parents were going somewhere until eight, and I needed to be somewhere.
End of boring, unessential stuff, and now interesting (By my standards, so you may be dissapointed) stuff.
Once I got to Harold's house, thats when the action really started. I got there around four, and I hanged out with Harold and Cynthia (Girl from psychology class). Minutes later, Rodrigo would come. I never talked much to Cynthia (She is a stripper! I KNOW A STRIPPER! YEAH... I'm so pathetic... XD) until today, and it wasn't just "Yeah", "Heh heh", or "Right"... You know, the usual crap I give people I don't know very well. It was tons of fun, since she constantly set herself up for quick jokes, and little things. We especially had a BIG laugh with an incident with a big, thin, long bendy black styrofome (Spelling) stick, and where it was, and where she was. You had to be there =P. Anyway, it turns out Cynthia is a really cool person, someone I can hang out with, as apososed to most of my class mates (You know, the 'other' ones...). Oh, along this day, from thirty minutes before I left my house, until Cynthia left, I would CONSTANTLY get phone calls. I don't know what was up with that. Usually I'm lucky if I get ONE phone call on my cell a week, but it my phone rang off the hook today. Anyway, yeah, it turned out Cynthia couldn't go to the movies, so we decided to walk her home, but then *I* got a call from Felix (Or did I call him? I never know anymore) that he was coming to Harold's. So we waited for him. When he arrived, we walked Cynthia home. Harold was our guide... Heh heh heh. It was a very interesting walk. Put shortly, I'll state what the walk was like with sing word explanations.
A) Shoes (Heh heh...)
B) Lost
C) Random cars/people
D) Grocery (Spelling?) carts
E) Boobs...
Anyways, we walked her home, then walked back to Harold's house. Again, my phone kept ringing. It was a mixture of calls from Michael, Aldo, and Nick. Aldo said his cousin was going, but he didn't go, I just realized that. Hmm... Anyways, Rodrigo and Harold played two rounds of smash, then it was Rodrigo and Felix. Rodrigo seemingly has gotten better at smash, and got props from Harold and Felix. We then proceeded to Harold's kitchen, since he asked him for water, and he gave us none. Well, I did, I ended up serving them. I first drank my two cups (I freaked Harold out with my 'uber 1337' fast drinking (Chugging?) skills. Two large cups of water, with absolutely no problem. I then took two cups of water to Felix and Rodrigo, and they complained it was roomt emperature and no ice. Personally, I like refreshing water (Cold room temperature water?), and I hate ice in any liquid, unless I have a straw, since it gives it a watery feeling. Anyway, then we nagged Harold on WHEN we would leave his house for the movies, because Nick was already there, as was Jocy, and Aldo would soon follow. "In two minutes" is what he said. Apparantly, two minutes is around an hour or so. We went to Harold's kitchen, and proceeded on remarking how his microwave is more hightech then most stuff, and how he "doesn't like the expensive stuff". Sure buddy, not the expensive stuff? Remember when you bought that laptop for some 1k? And then reutrned it because something didn't work, and instead got a MORE EXPENSIVE one? Yeah, I beleive you =P. We finally left when Mr. Marerro (Marrero?) got there, and we all hopped into the car. OH! Harold also went to the movies the night before (Friday)(What a bastard...) and had ALREADY seen Underworld, and from what he said, it was TERRIBLE. Now, Harold likes crappy movies, and if he thinks something sucks, then it has to REALLY be bad. We named various movies, but in the end, went with what Felix said, and chose Matchstick Men (Godly movie, props to Felix). We got to the movies, met up with Jocy, Aldo and Nick came soon, followed by Ana, Arlie, Jesus, Juan, Rene, Jane-Marie, that girl (Or guy? I don't even know, I couldn't tell), that other dude, that other dude's friend, Leo, Leo's friend (I forget her name, although I HARDLY know her), and I think thats it, and if I'm missing someone, I'm sorry. Anyway, a large portion of the people decided they were hungry and went away or some shit. Me and Aldo were set on playing some DDR (We really wanted to). We sucked a lot for the beggining, but then got the pace back. We played DDR like there was no tomorow. Jocy thinks I'm awesome (I'm on light for crying out loud) and Jane cheered for me (Yay, someone is supporting me! XD). Soom Bisexual Micheal would come (I hardly know him either). He and Aldo played. Now, as always, if yous tick around the DDR machine, you're bound to see some sort of extrodanary performance SOMETIME. I (and other poeople) saw two. First one was some guy after me and Aldo. We breaked for a bit, and this one dude got on. His friend watched. He got on standard, and did some pretty wild stuff, hitting every note like it was the easiest thing ever. After that, it would be a while until the "Ghetto Asian" got on. Now, heres my Theory on DDR. Anyone can become great at DDR, BUT, ALL asians are NATURALLY good at it, so their skill is INSTANTANEAOUSLY squared. Period. Now, this guy, he went on Hard (That instantly got attention from anyone, he had a crowed watching him). Not only that, he did insane hard songs. It doesn't stop there, for all you would see on his score was "Perfect" and the occasionaly "Great". No misses on the first song (His combo was around some 200), and that was just his first song, it was orgasmic. Anyway, he did HEALING VISION as his second song. He had a harder time then, but he what mattered was that he actually DID it on hard. He was amazing. On the first song, he SPINNED around, and still got the point. On the third song (I can't remember what it was, but it was insane too) he did his steps, bent down, and did the following two steps by slapping his hands were his feet would correspond. He shamed anyone that had previously played DDR. Anyway, Harold saw this performance, Rodrigo did not, wich I was hopong did, because he is somewhat interested in these things as well (is he?). I then stopped my DDR playing (I should really save up for the game, I would save *SO* much money, and get better faster), and walked around with Nick. Oh, before that, when I was playing with Aldo, I saw Marylin from school. I waved (She was entering the movie theater) and then she made some stepping movements, makinng fun of the fact that iw as about to play the game. I shrugged and smile. It's a thing we do, we make fun of each other an dtry to kill each other. XD. Hmmm, wait, Marylin *LOOKS* asian... Hmm... Maybe she knows the ways of DDR? Maybe she is a DDR master? Hehehe, time will tell. Anyway, I walked around with Nick and then ran into an old friend of mine from my eigth grade year, David. From what other people told me, he had gotten in trouble with drugs or some crap like that, and when I heard that, it had made me sad, since he was a very cool person from my eigth grade year. I had a short talk with him, and... I don't know, I felt a bit happier, seeing him. I learned he is going to Columbus (which is why I didn't see him in Coral Park). Anyway, I got a call from Aldo, it was time for the movies. When I got in the theater, I was a bit late. It seems no one saved seats for like the 5 of us (Harold, Rene, Leo, Leo's friend, and I), so we ended up going to the second to alst row, all the way tot he right. It was better than being all the way in the fornt of the middle. I enjoyed the movie, I eventually got used to the angle. Aldo and the two other dudes sat on the third row, to the left, and yet we did not know we both had the same dilema. On to the movie.
Matchstick men...
That movie, is... GODLY.
I will not ruin the movie for anyone, but say one thing.
Go. See. It.
NOW!!!
We left the movies, and I ended up taking Rodrigo, Felix, and Harold home, in that order. I get home, get the song "Suffocate" by Cold, from Felix (Thanks a bunch man), and... now I am here. I've been typing for a long time, around 30...40 minutes? Wow... Oh well.
That was my day. Feel free not to read it. XD
Take care all, it's 1:20 am, and I don't feel sleepy at all... Or do I?
...
Homework, what an ugly reminder by realzing it's sunday. =/
Edit April 3, 2007: Holy fucking shit. Thats a fucking wall of text there.
And yes, Asian people ARE good at DDR.