Guess who did something INTERESTING!

swimmerguy's picture

I actually did something INTERESTING today!
Well first, the boring things.

So, there was a watch that I knew was somewhere in the house, I knew I hadn't lost it somewhere, and yet I didn't know where it could possibly be. I was a little worried, because my mom gets very angry about these sorts of things and she wouldn't be happy to know it was gone...
But, I was reading that article on Atheism Elph posted on one of Super Duck's journals, and I wasn't listening to any music, when all of a sudden I heard the slightest noise. It was a ticking!
I immediatley thought of that watch I haven't seen in months! I walked around my room, playing a sort of hot/cold game, listening if it's getting louder or quieter, and I found the watch behind my printer.
It's weird that I've never heard the ticking before...

Oh, and side note, I HATE PRINTERS. For one, stuff gets behind it, like watches. But also, I don't know how to work it. I think my printer might be broken, but I'm not sure. So I'm thinking I might just type an essay I need on Monday on my typewriter. No hassle.
Well, except for the whole new set of hassles that come with typewriters...

And today I had a swim meet. I have one tomorrow too.
But did I do well? I did phenomenal. I dropped time left and right and raped and pillaged and burned and murdered and destroyed Saxon villages.
But not quite well enough... I dropped over a second on the 50 free, and 22 seconds on the 200 back, but on the 50 free I'm still half a second off champs, and a second on the 200 back... Sad day. I have one more meet to do it at though... I hope I do.
Tomorrow, possible swims for champs are 100 back, 100 fly, and 100 free. In that order for chances, I imagine. I hope I get one so I can just stop worrying!

And NOW, something INTERESTING for once!:
So when I got back from the meet, one of my friends texted me and asked if I wanted to hang out. I said I couldn't get a ride. And he said he couldn't get me one.
So I thought I wasn't going. But he appealed to me again, and so, at 8:30 at night I turn off the TV and get on my scooter and go the couple miles to his apartment. We walk around and do shit and then go to his mom's house, where is his brother D.
D is in college, and he's pretty hardcore. We all went downstairs, and D brought all his stoner friends, and down there they talked and laughed while they rolled and smoked joints.
They offered me some, but I refused. It has no attraction for me.
But we did that for hours, and then I had to go, as I have to be leaving the house in 6 and a half hours for the swim meet tomorrow, and I really need sleep that I should probabably be getting now...
But yes!
I actually did something INTERESTING. And I discovered it's not for me quite yet. I'm kinda boring. But I learned a lesson, and that's that it'll probably be a while, like maybe 11th grade that I'll hang around with stoner friends, and I'm staying firm on that I never want to take drugs ever.
Not that I'm worried, the smell of pot gives me headaches.
I don't see any attraction in it...


Dracofangxxx's picture

Isn't it funny

How I automatically knew who that person was just by talking about his brother? XD
But that sounds like you had a lot of fun, and I'm glad you had some epicness for once
(Btw. H is Bi so you should hit that if you can ;D)
You are beautiful, in every single way <3

ferrets's picture


the smell of alchol sets of migranes for me. my mum said my biological dad got migranes bad. lucky me...

More people have been slaughtered in the name of religion than for any other single reason. That, my friends, that is true perversion.
-Harvey Milk

elph's picture

The Curious Incident of the Watch and the Printer!

Is it possible that the watch was lodged at just the right point behind the printer such that the guts of the printer (in collaboration with table and wall) could've been behaving like an accidental megaphone?

Also... I'd suspect that the slightest movement of your head with respect to hard, sound-reflecting surfaces (e.g., nearby wall or table top) was quite critical in affecting the strength of the ticks (head movement shifting the phase arriving at each ear).

Grasping at straws... I know. But I bet you'll now go back and test this or some other hypothesis... Curiosity will win out... :)

625539's picture

On you saying you're boring:

On you saying you're boring: hardly. Staying sober doesn't make you any less cool or fascinating. I'm rather shy and boring and bland around people no matter what I've taken (or I'm a total wreck, which is worse). The more you hang around people in those circles (if you do end up trying drugs) the harder it is to get out.

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