You've got to learn to have faith sometimes.
So as I write this, slightly buzzed, my weird neighbors next door are partying to old rock music which was popular back when my parents were teens. It's horrible to think all the music you like now will be considered old when you're old. Last night I showered just before bed, and this morning I endured the consequences by waking up with crazed hair. Oddly enough, my hair looks better when it's naturally disheveled, today it resembled someone out of an anime, sticking up in some places and falling over half my face. Still growing my hair out, not quite sure if i'd let it grow out as long as it once was, but so far the length is pretty satisfying. So last night I kept Nikki company over the phone while she walked to a nearby store, still don't think she believes a guy can be a good make-up critic without it meaning something about their.. orientation, so to speak. Oddly enough, I actually have a pretty good eye for fashion and critique, on more than one occasion i've aided my comrade in what he's worn and even helped approve of outfits for mother, the reason this is odd is because my own fashion is usually indifferent and casual. Nevertheless, my style is.. stylish.
Abruptly my comrade came rapping at my front door while I was leisurely relaxing in bed. Bidding my mother good-bye, as I departed and approached his car, the Mongoose, I noticed two guys in the car who's faces I recognized, however still didn't know very well. As we all sang along to the music which blared in the speakers of the car, we eventually drove to the homestead of this guy who looked an awful lot like Doug Funny from the old Nickelodeon show. Within the house, we were introduced to his very inebriated father, who very much enjoyed swearing and stumbling around talking to each of us. Everyone gathering downstairs and into the basement of the house, where we all sat around and conversed offhandedly, my comrade looking very spaced out, mostly due to the fact that he had coke, mushrooms, and hash in his system from earlier in the day. After having had a penny whipped at my face by little Jeremy, we both quickly found ourselves locked in a wrestling match, where I quickly snatched him in a choke hold and held him there while he flailed his legs. Afterwards, one of the guys in the room pulled out a plastic bag of mushrooms they apparently found in the forest from kicking open a rotted stump, however they looked horribly gross and purple and squishy, so he decided to throw those away. Just before leaving, we all had cups of the soda Squirt mixed with some sort of strong alcohol, that which didn't taste very well at all.
Piling in the Mongoose, everything swell before my comrade and Jeremy randomly decided to give Nikki a random call, which ordinarily wouldn't have bothered me, however my dear friend Jeremy isn't known for his consideration or manners regarding girls, not to mention I wouldn't want him trying to cause any trouble, or else I would have had to kill him, therefore I wasn't very pleased to begin with. Nevertheless, after Jeremy unleashed an onslaught of names to ask if Nikki knew, she and I spoke a bit more before eventually letting her go to spare her the stupidness of my buddies, which I might add is considerably high. As the level of my annoyance decreased, my comrade continued aimlessly driving through our town, listening to music and occasionally bringing up random topics of conversation. Cigarettes being passed around in the car to and fro, as time grew late my comrade drove both Jeremy and his friend off at his house, afterwards dropping me off. My comrade has been taking triple c nigh every single day for two weeks, which hopefully won't be taking it's toll on his body in the long-run.
Tomorrow my longtime friend Paul (who recently dedicated to me a romantic poem which I heart) is supposed to hang out with myself and my comrade, where we're probably going to go trudging through a forest he knows of. Earlier before he went off to talk with his girlfriend, we both partook in a poetic session where we each took turns saying a poetic line, so far it was basically something about November being cold and wanting to go back with an old lover or something like that. One of my old friends named Chad had also invited me to some college toga party, however considering my.. lack of toga, I decided not to attend, however one day i'll don a toga and go to one of those, seems like it would be fun. Stephen recently turned nineteen and apparently randomly is staying at some campus where he trains people to train horses, and apparently there are like more girls there than guys, so he's pretty damn lucky. I'd also like to say that it's rather cute when you awaken to find your little dog cuddled up against your chest for warmth.. of course it would be even cooler if it was a girl, but what the hell, dogs need cuddling too. Nikki knows first hand how much of a cuddle-whore my dog Ace is.. always stealing my damn thunder, that dog.
So lately friends think I should look into becoming a Psychologist. I think I need to deal with the whole intense jealousy thing before I go marching to get that diploma.
Alas, now I bask in the subconsciousness of my slumber.
Abruptly my comrade came rapping at my front door while I was leisurely relaxing in bed. Bidding my mother good-bye, as I departed and approached his car, the Mongoose, I noticed two guys in the car who's faces I recognized, however still didn't know very well. As we all sang along to the music which blared in the speakers of the car, we eventually drove to the homestead of this guy who looked an awful lot like Doug Funny from the old Nickelodeon show. Within the house, we were introduced to his very inebriated father, who very much enjoyed swearing and stumbling around talking to each of us. Everyone gathering downstairs and into the basement of the house, where we all sat around and conversed offhandedly, my comrade looking very spaced out, mostly due to the fact that he had coke, mushrooms, and hash in his system from earlier in the day. After having had a penny whipped at my face by little Jeremy, we both quickly found ourselves locked in a wrestling match, where I quickly snatched him in a choke hold and held him there while he flailed his legs. Afterwards, one of the guys in the room pulled out a plastic bag of mushrooms they apparently found in the forest from kicking open a rotted stump, however they looked horribly gross and purple and squishy, so he decided to throw those away. Just before leaving, we all had cups of the soda Squirt mixed with some sort of strong alcohol, that which didn't taste very well at all.
Piling in the Mongoose, everything swell before my comrade and Jeremy randomly decided to give Nikki a random call, which ordinarily wouldn't have bothered me, however my dear friend Jeremy isn't known for his consideration or manners regarding girls, not to mention I wouldn't want him trying to cause any trouble, or else I would have had to kill him, therefore I wasn't very pleased to begin with. Nevertheless, after Jeremy unleashed an onslaught of names to ask if Nikki knew, she and I spoke a bit more before eventually letting her go to spare her the stupidness of my buddies, which I might add is considerably high. As the level of my annoyance decreased, my comrade continued aimlessly driving through our town, listening to music and occasionally bringing up random topics of conversation. Cigarettes being passed around in the car to and fro, as time grew late my comrade drove both Jeremy and his friend off at his house, afterwards dropping me off. My comrade has been taking triple c nigh every single day for two weeks, which hopefully won't be taking it's toll on his body in the long-run.
Tomorrow my longtime friend Paul (who recently dedicated to me a romantic poem which I heart) is supposed to hang out with myself and my comrade, where we're probably going to go trudging through a forest he knows of. Earlier before he went off to talk with his girlfriend, we both partook in a poetic session where we each took turns saying a poetic line, so far it was basically something about November being cold and wanting to go back with an old lover or something like that. One of my old friends named Chad had also invited me to some college toga party, however considering my.. lack of toga, I decided not to attend, however one day i'll don a toga and go to one of those, seems like it would be fun. Stephen recently turned nineteen and apparently randomly is staying at some campus where he trains people to train horses, and apparently there are like more girls there than guys, so he's pretty damn lucky. I'd also like to say that it's rather cute when you awaken to find your little dog cuddled up against your chest for warmth.. of course it would be even cooler if it was a girl, but what the hell, dogs need cuddling too. Nikki knows first hand how much of a cuddle-whore my dog Ace is.. always stealing my damn thunder, that dog.
So lately friends think I should look into becoming a Psychologist. I think I need to deal with the whole intense jealousy thing before I go marching to get that diploma.
Alas, now I bask in the subconsciousness of my slumber.