Halloween

Yesterday was Halloween, another great day to talk about. I dressed up as a skeleton/zombie/jedi/murderer thing, I had fake bloody body parts attached to me too along with a fake snake. I went to the downtown Hallofest and the little kids there were scared of me. However, one little kid wasn't and came up to me and pointed. He was like "You're a monster! I like you!" and I was like "Heh, thanks." The mom of the kid freaked out though. "Stay away from strange men!" She yelled to the boy and I was like...wow...she called me a man. I wasn't offended though, I thought it was funny. I mean, I was wearing a mask so she couldn't see my face. Anyway, later I went on a hay ride with raela, moxie, and goober. This hay ride wasn't nearly as good as last years hay ride. The drama club at my school ran the hay rides of the years before but this year some other place ran it instead. There were more chainsaws, dissection, murders, blood and gore, and fear last year. However, this year the ride was kinda of blah with just a few guys chasing us. Also, the haunted house wasn't even a real house. It was just this walkthrough maze made out of plastic sheets...However, I had fun with my friends. We also rode in the back of a pick up truck around the street at night and there as a full moon out so I just kind of stared at it for a while. When I got home, I casted a couple spells. Afterall, Halloween is the most magickal day of the year.

Broken Schedules, Broken Games, And Broken Bones

This is my first post in a long while. School started and I"ve been busy studying for my AP classes, talking to friends, and playing online games too. My schedule was messed up again this year. They gave me band again,which I switched out of at the end of last year. I had to try over and over again to get it changed. I was finally satisfied when they gave me a computer class. Our first project consisted of designing a command code for a robot to get to the class from the school courtyard. I tried building it on Dev C++, Adobe Flash, and my all-time favorite, RPG Maker 2003 , but it turns out, she wanted it all typed in word and when I loaded RPG Maker from my flashdrive to the computer, it changed the computer settings and made my teacher very mad. My teammates in that class were very supportive however and tried to make the situation better by taking some of the blame and distracting her while I pulled my flashdrive out of the computer and hid it so she wouldn't take it away. I also didn't get music theatre like I wanted but I'm actually happy with that. I got teacher's aid with one of my bestfriends and that class is really fun. We're teacher's aids for the school coaches and we can do pretty much anything we want. We get our trig homework done that period and then play around. I've been getting oaky grades so far except a few that I completely guessed on. I studied but then the questions weren't what I expected and it confused me. I guess it's not just about studying...it's about studying the right thing. My computer won't play World of Warcraft or Runes of Magick because my video card wont support it. My parents refused to buy me a new one and they also don't want me editing the computer in anyway, in fear that I'll break it. So no WoW for me, =[. But oh well, I like a different older game better anyway. It's called Ultima Online and it's my favorite MMORPG. Not only is it really awesome, it's also made by EA Games. I play on the Defiance Server AOS. On friday, I skipped Drama (we were making and painting Flats) to go with Kaitrin, Raela and her cousin to the parking garage. The door was gated and I volenteered myself to climb the gate, climb to the window above the door and climb inside the building. I ended up jumping 9 feet onto the cement floor from up above and I landed on my foot. It hurt really bad. I let the others in and we climbed the many, many stairs. I raced up them, which I guess was a mistake, because my foot started hurting like crazy. When we got to the very top, I still walked around and earlier when we were walking to the park to get picked up by parents, I couldn't walk anymore and Raela's cousin had to carry me. It was awkward but kinda funny too. When I got home, my foot was swollen and I soaked it in water. My mom examined it and told me that she suspects it's broken. She wrapped it up and then the whole day I hopped on one leg. The next day, my dad decided to take me to the resteraunt to meet my sister and her son there(Since they were coming home with us afterwards). I had to stumble to the table and an old man who walked by asked me if he could "jump on my foot". I was like "Hell no! My foot! Back off!". Later, after we ate, I was limping out of the building when there was a small intersection. A girl in a wheelchair sat at one side, me on the other. It was weird because she actually stopped and waited for me to pass. Two cripples standing in a building, facing eye to eye, and I turn out to be the one in the worse situation and recieve the get away route. That's never happened to me before and it made me realize that no matter how damaged I get, I will always think of myself as perfectly normal and healthy. Schools going to be weird with a broken foot but at least I have labor day left to sit around and do nothing in particular.

My Brother Inspired to Write A Rap

its 1:30 in the morning, and im rapping at the clock
dreamin of the day when ill grow myself a cock
theres a girl who wants me but her mom is very vile
shes a catholic bitch who dont like my style
fuck her and anyone else whos against being gay
i dont fuck wit chu for being straight
so what if you dont like my ways
that dont mean you got to hate
ill be laughin' at you when im getting laid
so what if im going to hell after this
my girl will be there and meet me with a warm, wet kiss
we'll have fun in those firey pits
shaking our booties, and bouncing our tits
i mean, i dont believe in hell anyway
you wouldnt either if you were gay
so go to your mass and start to pray
cuz god's definately not going to like what i have to say
who wants to believe they're sentenced for doom?
since the day they popped out of their mother's womb
Lock me up in your hell-like tomb
all because what happened in my bedroom
two girls in a bathroom stall
gay pride parades are an embarrassment to all
but then again, so is the Lakesquare mall
we start judging and you'll be quick to fall
lets be civil here
as civil as civil gets for a queer
im not talking about gay rights here
im talking about that stick up your rear
who are you to choose one's fate?
who are to choose my mate?
back off and let me date
show some support before its too late

Pottery, People and Paranoia

Yesterday I went with Moxie to a pottery place in Hut-Hut Town. The directions were a little sketchy because Moxie looked them up on her iPod and we weren't expecting traffic circles instead of traffic lights. But anyway, we went to McDonalds first and I saw some interesting old men fights out the window as I drank coffee creamer waiting for my chicken fries to be cooked. After we ate, we had a nice little rap going in the truck involving some drink straw noises, haha. The pottery place was nice but it didn't have much to choose from. Moxie and I are both very indecisive so it took us forever to decide what to paint. I ended up painting a gorilla and moxie painted a skull. You can view those on her blog because she had the camera. It will be several weeks before I get it back, right now its in a kiln. Afterwards, we went back to her house and I played with beads and designed some ideas for rings. Moxie told me that cutting the stem part off of a ring pop was almost impossible. I disagreed and she sent me home with a ring pop to test out my skills. I used a long jagged knife and cut the stem right off! I'm so proud.
The paranoia comes in when my mom was taking me home from Moxie's house. When I reached my driveway, I noticed Raela's car sitting there by the road. I was like "Holy crap! Her mom's here to kill me!" I thought she had found out about the other day. However, when I went inside her mom wasn't there. Her dad was there discussing politics with my dad and Raela was sitting there playing with my nephew and Kane. I was so shocked. I asked her why she came and she said she had been practicing driving and drove to my house. I took her to my room, my nephew came to, and I showed her my home videos from when I was little. I was so adorable. =D
Later that night, after she left, Kane(my kitty) was up to his tricks again. He climbed up my dad's ladder and jumped onto the ceiling boards. Afterwards, he jumped all the way into the attic. He ended up getting himself stuck on a far off board so I had to go rescue him. My brother sat by the computer the whole time, watching but not helping. I used a long board from a shelf that my mom never helped me put together and made a bridge for Kane to walk across. After rescuing the poor kitty, he started climbing right back up again. However, this time he didn't get trapped. He seriously worries me sometimes...

Secret Dating Life Part 2

Yesterday, something unusual happened with Raela. I was online, talking with some friends, when she aimed me and told me to go check outside by the cement my dad just poured (to put the air conditioner on) and so I did and I found a bracelet, california reciept, and two snickers bars. I went inside to ask her about it and she immediately signs off. And I'm like "stalker...". So then later she gets on aim again and tells me that she drove by when her parents weren't home and left the gifts for me. She tried to call me like 9 times while she was here and pounded on my windows but I was fast alseep in la la land so I heard absolutely nothing. Yeah, so then after hearing all the stuff she did to see me, I came up with a plan to see her. I had my mom drop me off a while away from her house and I rode my scooter to it. =D Then I met with her; I climbed through her window like all romantically and everything. It was so amazing! I feel as though it was a dream! Anyway, we then went around the neighborhood, walking talking, hanging out. We were so paranoid of being caught but it was worth it and no one found out! I also gave her two teddy bears, one that has her birth month on it and another one that is green that I bought for her for valentines day but never gave to her because I didn't want her mom to know and stuff...
And more news, I bought a cam corder too! Woot! It takes really good pictures and me and my best-friends are going to make a talk show! =D

When No One Is Here; I'm Not Alone

Why is it that whenever I stay home, you know so I won't have to deal with people, random people come to my door. I'm sitting here, chatting on the computer all innocently and then some tall, like 7 foot man, walks up to the door. I'm like "Hmmm...should I answer it?" and after thinking about how much I value my life....I decided to open it. He asked where my brother was and I told him the exact location, so I hope their friends and not arch nemesises. I then went back to the computer where I currently almost live. I met a girl online that lives in MA. She's into christian science and is trying to convert me. Religion isn't really a big issue for me so I played along and we found out we have many things in common. Today she was telling me that in her mind, God is actually okay with homosexuals (she's a "lesbian" too) because in God's eyes, he doesn't see that. "God has no gender so God doesn't judge by gender. God sees people who love people and God loves us for that." I've never heard a religious person say things like that. I usually get annoyed by religious people but the way she says stuff, it just makes me happy.

To Feed Upon What's Broken

My mother has had a lot of problems lately, such as kidney stones, breast issues (not sure yet what's actually wrong), back scars, and some personal issues with my dad that I'm not going to mention. She's needed my help and support with numerous things and I've always been there for her. However, it's like a one lane street. I help her with everything but I feel as though I never get anything in return. I mean, she's my mom. She takes care of me when I'm sick, buys me food and clothes. She does my laundry too, but that's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about support and advice. I tell her a problem I'm having and she'll just shrug it off or not even listen and interrupt me with something else. Then as soon as she needs advice, she comes running back to me again. Of course, I still help her but geez...