I was intentionally going to write this on Thursday but I never did, so I’m doing it now.
I’m supposed to be researching information for my group project on Tuesday in Humanities but I’m not.
Sometimes I wish that one of these days when I’m driving home from the waffle house I won’t be headed home. If some space time continuum would transport me out of Juneau and on some random interstate in the lower 48. Just one of these days I’ll be looking up at the night sky and when I revert my eyes back on the road it’d be an entirely different story.
For some reason I feel perfectly comfortable alone in my car driving the limited distances we have in town. It qualms my thinking knowing that for the next 15 to 30 minutes of driving I won’t be bothered at all. Just me, the road, and an aimless destination; I feel like if I ever do go on a road trip I wouldn’t mind going solo.
Like I said before, it’s perfectly fine for me to steer where ever without the annoyances of another person breaking my concentration by talking to me or changing the song or CD. Unfortunately this happens to me a lot when I do have passengers in my car. Questioning and bombarding me with comments like…
“Who the fuck is Johnny Cash and what makes him so special”?
“It’s a crime not to have a rap CD in your car”.
“Fuckin’ insert musice genre here (Most of the time its either Techno or Surf rock)”.
I don’t understand why they insist to throw all these unruly comments at me when if I’m a passenger in their car I never comment about their music choice. But seriously people, who the fuck can stand listening to rap for more then 2 hours especially if it’s the same beat over and over again?
Getting back on track…
I feel like I could honestly drive 4 and ½ hours through a desert alone without the need of a companion to keep me company or god help entertain me. I enjoy the solitudius isolation that I give myself every now and then; I just wish that these moments could last longer though. And who cares if I’d get lost in the Deep South surrounded by a mob of Klan’s men as my Filipino ass stay deadly still in my Japanese made car? I’d kill to live in a moment where the possibilities of survival are nil.
So that is a wish of mine for next year. To go on a lone and endless road trip anywhere I can lay my head (I would of said anywhere God takes me but most of you I know hate Christianity).
This next topic concerns previous acquaintances.
Over this past year (or years) I’ve grown quite a many acquaintances. Whether it was through school, online, or through a friend we grew quite close. Even at times hung out although not a lot we had a day or two when we hung out. Sometimes never but we still stayed as a friends and kept up with one another.
Then something happened. It could have been the college life shuffle, started to hang out with a different crowd, or (recently this has become an ongoing fad) became too cool for me. Whatever the case it’s all right, that is life and these things just happen; yet we could still talk every often and still be friends but you choose not to and instead kick me to the curb. So now, for all of you that have since kicked me to the curb over this year or longer I’d like to give you a warm and welcome…
F-U-C-K-Y-O-U
You’re the coolest people in the world so fuck you very much. I usually get kissed before I get fucked you slippery shit’s.
Everyone else who this isn’t aimed to, your still the bee’s knees.
I now end on a high note…
1) Was 2005 a good year for you?
Senior year and graduating was nice. Everything else, eh…
2) What was your favorite moment of the year?
Tie, between Snowball and Graduation
3) What was your least favorite moment of the year?
Fall semester at UAS
4) Where were you when 2005 began?
Laboca’s house
5) Who were you with?
Quite a few people to name if you ask me
6) Where will you be when 2005 ends?
At the glacier or Echo cove
7) Who will you be with when 2005 ends?
Anyone who wants to be with me
8) Did you keep your new years resolution of 2005?
Nope, it was to have a positive out look this year haha. Yeah that pretty much went down the crapper.
15) Did you breakup with anyone in 2005?
no they broke up with me
16) Did you make any new friends in 2005?
I did but they cancelled themselves out when Summer ended
17) Who are your favorite new friends?
I don’t know? Stephanie?
18) What was your favorite month of 2005?
May I guess
19) Did you travel outside of the US in 2005?
Heck no
20) How many different states did you travel to in 2005?
2
21) Did you lose anybody close to you in 2005?
When don’t you?
22) Did you miss anybody in the past year?
Meagan but we reconciled. Other then that they don’t care.
23) What was your favorite movie that you saw in 2005?
Walk the line, Sin city, 40 yr. old virgin, and Wedding crashers so far
24) What was your favorite song from 2005?
“Hide & seek” by Imogen Heap
25) What was your favorite album of 2005?
Massive Attack’s “Mezzanine”
26) How many concerts did you see in 2005?
none
27) Did you have a favorite concert in 2005?
The one in my pants
28) Did you drink a lot of alchohol in 2005?
a couple sips of Hypnotique and a beer. Yeah, I said it, FUCK JPD TCG MOTHA FUCKA! Haha, awwww gangsterism…
29) Did you do a lot of drugs in 2005?
Everyone go and get highhh pigs don’t flyyyy!
30) How many people did you sleep with in 2005?
I hate you
31) Did you do anything you are ashamed of this year?
There’s probably something out there but I don’t remember
32) What was the biggest lie you told in 2005?
That I’m not a born again?
33) What was the worst lie someone told you in 2005?
“Randall, Kylie is jail bait”…
34) Did you treat somebody badly in 2005?
Never..
35) Did somebody treat you badly in 2005?
“They put a boot in my ass, it’s the American way”.
36) How much money did you spend in 2005?
About $900-$1000 bucks
37) What was your most embarrassing moment of 2005?
I don’t think I had one. Maybe when I left my random asian buddy at Liz’s party that one time
38) If you could go back in time to any moment of 2005 and change it, what would it be?
Too many to name, the best one I can’t remember
39) What are your plans for 2006?
Road trip, work, and best of all hang out. Unfortunately back to UAS in the fall however.
We got cowboys
We got truckers
Broken-hearted fools and suckers
And we got hustlers
We got fighters
Early-birds and all-nighters
And the veterans talk about their battle scars
Oh yeah I forgot to add..
R.I.P Pat Morita may you forever go down as the man who taught us all how to do "The Crane kick".