Hello again livejournal, old buddy ol' pal.

Recap on my life since I last left off:
I graduated from school with 3 months left of my junior year.
Since then I have been living freely. No job. No real long term commitments.
I can safely say that I've grown more during these ffff 6 months of freedom than I would have trapped in high school being babied.
I'd elaborate but I don't feel much reason to.

OKAY SO

Starting college in January. I got my shit worked out this morning.

Wish me luck.

I should expand.

I guess what encouraged me to starting journaling online again, is because during this long hiatus from school and having to deal with other people on a daily basis, I my social skills are starting to deteriorate. I need to talk about my feelings more in a public form to provide a weekly-ish catharsis for my frustrations and acknowledgment for shit and stuff.

Besides, I'm going into college to possibly become a journalist. Failing that, psychology. Failing that, being a thespian of some sort. Failing that, extreme underwater basket-weaving.

Holla holla get a dolla.

I feel a sick.

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You know what?

I need to stop drinking so much soda.

My throat has sugar burns.
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Umm...

You know I can safely say that I have no drive to do any long term writing projects.

Unless something happens to come by and inspire me.

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Which never seems to fucking happen.

BUT METROID PRIME IS FUN LOL.

Gaming Club.

At my highschool, me and a friend decided to create a gaming club for video games. Our school has had a “Gaming Club” for awhile now, but its title is misleading. The club is dedicated to non-electronic forms of gaming. I’m sure they have their own advantages and style in their own right, but damn you guys call it “The tabletop gaming club” then. Out of spite, me, and my friend Andrew decided to create a sub-division of the gaming club devoted to video games. We discussed this over the summer and got some friends to pitch in (read: bring pocky). We asked the gaming club if this was alright, and they had no objections. Becoming a subgroup of a already established club saved us a good amount of time going through the club founding process, which includes getting signatures and finding a teacher to support the club. I'm the de-facto president, and Andrew is the treasurer who in fact does all the hard work. He wanted to be because, being asian, he is good with numbers and therefore money.

Now, we after our second meeting, we have a dedicated room, 3 usable projectors (One of which actually belongs to us, the group. We bought it together and Andrew is paid the rest. We should all be reimbursed later with our school fairs and such.), a 2 Wii’s/Gamecubes, and Xbox360 (For halo one and two lol) and a ps2 now and then if someone brings it.

We are having fun every Thursday afterschool. My science teacher, Mr.Orth, often gets into it when we play Tales of Symphonia. He is an RPG guy. Also, we make ps3 jokes.

Anyway, I decided to post this to show that every once and awhile, I do interact with other people my age now and again. Also, to show that I have some sort of life within other people outside of the internets. I've been wanting to do something greater on the internet too. I should start writing more and maor, like in a blog form.

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A fun project would be to spend a year homeless with a wifi enabled laptop, and keep a blog about what happens and how you survive. You could use public outlets to charge your battery and starbucks for wifi.

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We all have great stories to tell. Reading stories helps us gain perspective on things in life. The more perspective we have the less confused we are.

ou know what would be neat? Going back into time. Not like B.C. but like, just a few years. I'd like to go back to 1998.

I think it'd be a weird experience to go to all stores and see to us would be old merchandise, but is actually new. Like, going into Macdonald's. Holy crap, they still have super size? Lets go to a gamestop. Awesome, all of the n64 games I can buy. Let's try watching TV. Holy crap! Not a single reality show! Clothes are the same. Rap music is actually good. Boy Bands are still straight. The internet is still kinda just a novelty (unless you are playing everquest or CS1.6). The world doesn't completely hate America and we have a president that actually is intelligent.
What would you do if you had a week in 1998? I expect older peoples answers to be a little less spicy.

I think about these kind of things a lot. I just realized that they are kinda boring and dull just to keep to myself. So I'll start sharing them.

I can't relate to children my age.

Wait

I can't relate to overly emotional people who are obsessed with their feelings and have extreme self importance to the point where they will seek emotional consolation from anyone they consider a peer.

Hmm.

I scared people at school today with my Guy Fawkes mask.

Not bored, nor inspired. Sleepy.
Maybe when we are sleepy, but not tried, we deep down want to dream. It’s a thirst or a hunger type of bodily demand. Oh, if I am forced to stay still I have to fight to deny myself. I want to either lie my head and go where my thoughts take me, or get up and become active, warding away the trap of sleep.

Narcolepsy might be the most desirable disease ever.

Drink me sweetheart. Drink me until you get your fill.

Creative talent is a gift.
Realizing its existence is a curse.

I suck at 2-D fighting games. Why can’t I attack and move at the same time?

Dead Lemurs: Best served chilled.

Tuesdays are an abomination.

Thursdays are like a friend who you knew years ago and just met today, but then you remember that you never really were like, pals.

Sundays are hard to actually enjoy, because you constantly think of Monday. While most of the time you get more done on Sunday then on Saturday.

Saturday is fucking incredible.

Mondays eh.

Orangeade actually tastes weird.

I’d like to have a deafly ill persons vital medical equipment connected through The Clapper.
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I can't stand children my age. ;-;

I am awesome.
Y/N
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DRINK COFFEE

DRINK COFFEE

DRINK COFFEE

DRINK COFFEE
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I NEED TO WRITE MORE THINGS LIKE THIS.

http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/61040422/

THAT WAS GOOD.

IDEAS?

live in a small city called Pacifica.
I'd call it a town, but that would imply that it had town like qualities. Its the only "City" that I know of, that lacks any stores other then 2 safeways, 2 mcdonalds, and 2 taco bells. Really, thats all it has. It recently picked up a quiznos and a starbucks, but the damage has been done already.

The complete lack of development has been due to the government of city hall. The council (Read:Old people, I mean really old people) constantly shoot down proposals for new construction in the area. And when they do let someone build something, they breathe down their necks making sure they don't color outside the lines. When my mother had our third bathroom installed (Its a half bathroom, we needed it) the city even tried to get in our way. This is amazing because we didn't even touch any property other then our own. We just took away some space out of an old useless room and used it to make a small 6 by 13 (ish) half bathroom.

Okay, the reason given as to why they disallow so much construction is: "Its making Pacifica less scenic". Bullshit. Pacifica is a mountainous seaside city with naturally dirty sand and no credible flowers except weeds and brush. Pacifica is covered by fog 30% of the year, and rarely gets above 75oF (23oC).

My city sucks. Although in fact its surrounded by awesome cities, we are almost completely cut off from them by one thing: Mountains. Several times their have been attempts to build tunnels, but to no avail. The old people apperantly enjoy being cut off from the rest of the world.

(Note, I hate this beach. The water is always freezing, and is never clear. We have no fish, we have no piers. But then again I'm not an "outside" person.)

Why do I complain of this? Why the hell not. I'm out of ideas anyway, and I feel like talking about something.
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Oh, I like video games.

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I got new glasses. Don't worry, they are identical to my last ones. I'm still adorable/Harry Potter.

HOLYSHIT
I HAVE A LIVEJOURNAL
O-O
:3
I also have an alphasmart now.
It kicks ass.
http://sharkysoft.com/archive/20020000-as3000/

I'm running for class president.

My speech was to have several socialist undertones, but I decided it best not to scare the student body, yet.

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+SCOUTS GREAT JOURNAL FOR THE BENEFIT OF THE GREAT PEOPLE OF DEVIANTART+

Summer approaches. I shall write more. In fact, I may happen to include you in one or two of my little head fantasies.

(I tend to include all of my "friends" in daydreams.)

How I daydream:
I usually walk back and forth, or around something in a neverending circle, while letting my mind and body play out whatever I'm dreaming of.

Also, I need to change my actions to follow the daydream. Lying now makes for much easier romantic and loving scenes, as with running makes for better fighting. I sit upside down with my legs above my head when I catch something different and weird. I like to lie on the floor and fling my legs in the air.

*Lies on the floor and flings his legs in the air*

I hope you enjoy the little experimental poem by the way. I don't get it, but the other me does. Ask him. [link]

"Shes hot."

>: I thought that I had repressed you, Mr.Sexuallity!

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He touched her face, with the end of his popcicle stick. The blue, cold liquid gently slipped down onto her nose.

"Its... sticky..."

"Blue...ber...ery......"