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Quite excited at the moment…because I had a good dream and I actually remember it. Yay! I never have linear dreams, so me telling this isn’t going to seem as interesting/good as it was as a dream. Or…maybe I have linear dreams and I only remember snippets of them. Whatever. My dream…I dreamed that Nick and I were in his room at his house, but it was a lot like his room at school…minus his loft…he had a bed that was in the same position that Matt’s was at school. Nick and I were sitting on his bed watching a film that he made. I was crazy and absolutely hilarious and something makes me think it was scenes taken from different films and then he took off the sound tracks and did voice-overs…which for one is illegal…and two…I don’t think Nick is that versed in filmmaking, but it was a dream, it doesn’t have to be legal or make sense. So Nick and I are watching this film…and we started out sitting just like we had on Matt’s bed for so many movie nights this past year: him jammed in the corner and me with my knees to my chest on the other end of the bed. The next thing I remember is Nick and I both being in the center of the bed and I’m not quite sure what position I was in, but something makes me think I was laying on my stomach and he was holding onto my hands. And then we ended up in the same position as the night before he left only mirrored…so (logically) the spot behind my left ear wouldn’t get stabbed by my earring the way it did that night. The last thing I remember is falling asleep on his chest and feeling his arm around me, rubbing my back/shoulder with his fingers. And then I woke up and honest-to-God the first thing I thought/said when I woke up was “God, that was a good dream.” Haha. There was something in there about smoking cloves, too, but I really don’t remember or know where that came from.
I had a dream about Dan earlier this week. I dreamed that I pulled into a parking space and his car was there-faced the other direction so the drivers’ doors/windows are next to each other-and he was on his cell phone. And then we went to lunch together.
I really miss the two of them…Nick sent me an e-mail yesterday and it made my cry. Not what he said…just the fact that he sent me an e-mail at all. I completely didn’t expect it, I was more expecting him to forget all about me while he was in California, but the fact that a thought of m actually crossed his mind is nice. While we were packing up my room last Thursday my mom was looking through all the pictures I have of Dan and Nick (that I keep in the cedar cigar box he gave me) and there are lots of them playing hacky-sack. So my mom is looking at these and she goes, “They were the two boys who played hacky-sack under your window that first weekend, weren’t they?” And they were. The weekend I moved in last year, Mom and I went to Red Lobster and I saw Dan for the first time. He was with his family and I thought he was cute because he looked a little like Michael Goorjian. Later that night I was in my room and I saw him walk by the door a couple times and I kept thinking “No way. He can’t live by me. That would be so cool!” It was either that night or the next night, but right outside my window was a light pole and I remember looking out my window and there was the mysetery-Michael-Goorjian-look-alike and some skinny kid with crazy hair. They were playing hacky-sack. I had no idea then that the two of them would be the best friends I’d ever have. It’s kind of strange how things like that work out, no?
Okay, so, I have been home for a week. Nothing exciting, boredom hasn’t really hit me full force, yet, but I’m gearing up for it. Last Saturday we spent the day in the rain running around to my cousins’ soccer games. It made me really want to play again. Saturday night my cousin Nicole (Nic) invited me to go bowling with her and her friends. It was fun…except for her friend Brett…a drunk, fat guy who doesn’t know how to take “no” for an answer. Let’s just say that being groped by drunk, fat guys that you don’t know is NOT a fun way to spend your Saturday night. But Nic’s boyfriend Mike and his twin brother Matt, though ghetto, are VERY sweet and nice. All of her friends are super nice and tried to make me feel like I fit in. I had fun. I won the first game with 125 and then stunk up the lanes on the next 2 games, but oh well. I had fun and Mike and Matt kept telling Nic that she brought in a ringer in me. Sunday, Mom and I went to church and then grocery shopping where I stocked up on Jones Soda (Strawberry Lime and Fufu Berry) and organic tomato juice. I bought the organic raspberry lemonade that Nick drank all year. It’s interesting. Has a very odd aftertaste…I think I’ll put sugar in it the next time I drink it. (Yes, I know that defeats the purpose of it being 100% organic.) I don’t remember much of the rest of the week…it’s turned into that summer blur of ball games, shopping, eating, sleeping, etc.
Alert the media, JJ is getting a job this summer. I’m TRYING to get a job as an apprentice type thing at a photography studio. I’m REALLY hoping something comes through in that department. My mom and I have lots of fights about this job thing, she thinks I am being too picky. Umm…thanks, I don’t want to work at the paper products store. I want something that is going to benefit me in the long run. Well…I don’t particularly want to get into all this job nonsense. I sent out some resumes and cover letters yesterday, hopefully I will hear back from someone soon.
Saw Man on Fire last night with Mom. Good film. I am 99.99999999999999% certain that it was directed by the same guy who did the BMW film Powderkeg. The style was so similar and then the song that was used at the end of both. There is a reason why that is my second favorite BMW film…and let me tell you it’s not because of the car. (It’s an X5 or 3...not sure…) I absolutely loved the style of it and now put that into a 2 and a half hour movie. Very nice. Christopher Walken was in it and I have developed quite an admiration for him through all the movies Dan, Nick, and I watched this year with him in it. (The Prophecy trilogy, The Suicide Kings, Poolhall Junkies, etc…)
Oh yeah, much of my week has been spent cruising around the development on my new longboard. Super fun, except for the fact that I fell Sunday and scraped up my hands very nicely. I’m excited, I really like riding my board. Maybe Nick and I will get together sometime this summer and he can bring his board and we can go cruising somewhere. Who knows. All I know is that I miss him and Dan more than anything.
I have been listening to what I refer to as “Dan Music” or “Nick Music” a lot lately. Nick music is alt. pop. Think The New Pornographers, The Shins, Belle and Sebastian, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club… Dan’s music is what I would probably consider “hippie” music. The Decemberists, The Violent Femmes, Neutral Milk Hotel…My music tastes are very restless right now, I really wish I was still around the boys so they could guide me. My tastes are half-evolved, but not fully and it has left me restless.
I had a dream about Dan earlier this week. I dreamed that I pulled into a parking space and his car was there-faced the other direction so the drivers’ doors/windows are next to each other-and he was on his cell phone. And then we went to lunch together.
I really miss the two of them…Nick sent me an e-mail yesterday and it made my cry. Not what he said…just the fact that he sent me an e-mail at all. I completely didn’t expect it, I was more expecting him to forget all about me while he was in California, but the fact that a thought of m actually crossed his mind is nice. While we were packing up my room last Thursday my mom was looking through all the pictures I have of Dan and Nick (that I keep in the cedar cigar box he gave me) and there are lots of them playing hacky-sack. So my mom is looking at these and she goes, “They were the two boys who played hacky-sack under your window that first weekend, weren’t they?” And they were. The weekend I moved in last year, Mom and I went to Red Lobster and I saw Dan for the first time. He was with his family and I thought he was cute because he looked a little like Michael Goorjian. Later that night I was in my room and I saw him walk by the door a couple times and I kept thinking “No way. He can’t live by me. That would be so cool!” It was either that night or the next night, but right outside my window was a light pole and I remember looking out my window and there was the mysetery-Michael-Goorjian-look-alike and some skinny kid with crazy hair. They were playing hacky-sack. I had no idea then that the two of them would be the best friends I’d ever have. It’s kind of strange how things like that work out, no?
Okay, so, I have been home for a week. Nothing exciting, boredom hasn’t really hit me full force, yet, but I’m gearing up for it. Last Saturday we spent the day in the rain running around to my cousins’ soccer games. It made me really want to play again. Saturday night my cousin Nicole (Nic) invited me to go bowling with her and her friends. It was fun…except for her friend Brett…a drunk, fat guy who doesn’t know how to take “no” for an answer. Let’s just say that being groped by drunk, fat guys that you don’t know is NOT a fun way to spend your Saturday night. But Nic’s boyfriend Mike and his twin brother Matt, though ghetto, are VERY sweet and nice. All of her friends are super nice and tried to make me feel like I fit in. I had fun. I won the first game with 125 and then stunk up the lanes on the next 2 games, but oh well. I had fun and Mike and Matt kept telling Nic that she brought in a ringer in me. Sunday, Mom and I went to church and then grocery shopping where I stocked up on Jones Soda (Strawberry Lime and Fufu Berry) and organic tomato juice. I bought the organic raspberry lemonade that Nick drank all year. It’s interesting. Has a very odd aftertaste…I think I’ll put sugar in it the next time I drink it. (Yes, I know that defeats the purpose of it being 100% organic.) I don’t remember much of the rest of the week…it’s turned into that summer blur of ball games, shopping, eating, sleeping, etc.
Alert the media, JJ is getting a job this summer. I’m TRYING to get a job as an apprentice type thing at a photography studio. I’m REALLY hoping something comes through in that department. My mom and I have lots of fights about this job thing, she thinks I am being too picky. Umm…thanks, I don’t want to work at the paper products store. I want something that is going to benefit me in the long run. Well…I don’t particularly want to get into all this job nonsense. I sent out some resumes and cover letters yesterday, hopefully I will hear back from someone soon.
Saw Man on Fire last night with Mom. Good film. I am 99.99999999999999% certain that it was directed by the same guy who did the BMW film Powderkeg. The style was so similar and then the song that was used at the end of both. There is a reason why that is my second favorite BMW film…and let me tell you it’s not because of the car. (It’s an X5 or 3...not sure…) I absolutely loved the style of it and now put that into a 2 and a half hour movie. Very nice. Christopher Walken was in it and I have developed quite an admiration for him through all the movies Dan, Nick, and I watched this year with him in it. (The Prophecy trilogy, The Suicide Kings, Poolhall Junkies, etc…)
Oh yeah, much of my week has been spent cruising around the development on my new longboard. Super fun, except for the fact that I fell Sunday and scraped up my hands very nicely. I’m excited, I really like riding my board. Maybe Nick and I will get together sometime this summer and he can bring his board and we can go cruising somewhere. Who knows. All I know is that I miss him and Dan more than anything.
I have been listening to what I refer to as “Dan Music” or “Nick Music” a lot lately. Nick music is alt. pop. Think The New Pornographers, The Shins, Belle and Sebastian, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club… Dan’s music is what I would probably consider “hippie” music. The Decemberists, The Violent Femmes, Neutral Milk Hotel…My music tastes are very restless right now, I really wish I was still around the boys so they could guide me. My tastes are half-evolved, but not fully and it has left me restless.