I have stared past the edge of space and seen nothing, and it drives me mad.

Okay, okay, I'll admit it. I was the guy that Alanis Morissette was talking about in that song. You know the one I'm talking about. "You Oughta Know." Well, I'm glad that's out in the open now.

It's crazy to write about who I think I am. You see me as you want to see me; in the simplest terms, the convenient definitions. But, what I found out is that each one of us is something different, something special.

I can't believe I cried during Sixteen Candles. I challenge anyone to watch that movie without spouting a few tears. I know people always make a big deal about it, but holy shit they were right. Best ending ever. Plus, the guy in it (playing Jake Ryan) is pretty cute.

I've decided to throw all caution to the wind and take supplements to promote my muscle growth and weight loss. Since I decided to initiate the program, I've been noticing that I'm lacking something. The ingenuity of engineers to further my physical progress. On the other hand, the last time I took supplements, my entire body hurt and my back ( Read more... )

I have officially decided that I need to lose 20 pounds. I have initiated my program to lose weight. Last time I initiated the program, I grew 4 inches and lost 15 pounds. This will be a long and arduous summer, but if I could do it the summer of grade 8 to grade 9, I can do it this summer. Of course, back then I didn't have a job, and this ( Read more... )

Please, if you have a shred of decency, kill me. I cannot stress how bad it is to work at Wendy's. Now, it may not be that bad to work there, if I didn't have to work until 2-the fuck-a.m. every night. How can one tiny place have a three-hour cleanup, while serving customers? Now, I don't need a job anymore, I need a NEW job. This is insanely ( Read more... )

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There's always something to ponder. This time it seems that I ponder my place in this world. It is one thing to cheer up my companions when they require consolation, and although enjoyable, that is not exactly a memorable feat. It seems I am boldly going nowhere. But, can I really waste so much raw talent with sheer apathy and lethargy? I ( Read more... )

None of my close friends think I'm gay. Why is it that everyone else, basically my mother, sister, and acquaintances, think I am? Do I have that special quality? But, if I did, women would be flocking to me. It's a fact. Women love the men that don't like women. Maybe it's just something they can't have, makes them want it more. Maybe it's ( Read more... )