So, Stiv and I are fine. He was genuinely busy and sick and such. Not much new here. We were supposed to hang out but he got in BIG trouble and he can't. Sad...makes me cry. Not really. We'll hang out during the week, or next weekend or something. I was supposed to have people comeover but like the shmuckfucks they are, they haven't shown up yet. And king of the morons IMs me and is all "I'm bored and it is making me sad" so I offer to hang out and he's all "Why? It's so late" and I'm all ACK. Losertrash. Ohh well. Just a little update.
So, in the time since I've been off oasis for a few weeks, almost three, some has happened. I finally caught up for the most part with school-so I'm excited. But the bigger thing is me and my friend Stiv, when he was sleeping over on Saturday, (not Kinky Steve from before. I sorta realized the more I got to know him, the less I wanted to get to know him) took things to the next level and decided mayve we should try a romantic relationship. This was a good idea to both of us at the time.
I am such an attention whore. Oh what's a boi to do? I'll tell you. Never see the Matrix Reloaded again. What a shitty movie. Good action. The plot, writing, acting, and concepts sucked.
But I'm less sad now! It's back! And not much new here. Just working on some science work. Yesm. I indeedydo work on a lot of science. And often. But I don't like science. Frankly though, I don't dislike Ms. Iannacone. She's really understanding and sweet. Just can't make me unhate science since the dawn of man.
Except those damn Olson twins. You just can't kill them. Not sure who's tried though. Probably not the smartest thing to do. Eh whatever.
So Tanner gave me permission to cover "Wish I Were." YAY. I love "Wish I Were." Tanner is a hot hot man who is very very wise. I love Tanner. http://www.tannerwalle.com. You listen or I cry.
Duncan songs kick the most ass.
Alright, so what's say we have a hypothetical situation chat. Here's the hypothetical situation:
Friend Chrix, like a brother to me, I adore him, and in a nonsexual way. He's just Chrix. Though many would gladly kill him for being difficult and managing to make every party, and every hang out about himself. Well, he goes to a private school with some of our friends while us poor folk go to public school. He was invited to our prom by a friend, cause we want the entire group there. Not too hard to understand why. Big event. Fun for all if all would go.
Not much really now, I'll write more tonight.
Spent the day, after the SATs, which I think I did uberwell on, with Emily. Fun! Until the drama. And then Dan came over. Still fun though. I really like that kid. He's good people. He could do better. So could she. They could both use a good man.
And I'm stuck here, trying to activate my cell phone, and they really want me to stay on the line, and they are experiencing delays of up to five minutes, and if I just hold on, it'll be fine. This is unacceptable.
So, what's up all? People should post back! Just cause.
So I downloaded Somnambulist from the up-coming "Emotional Technology" and it's all wowey. It's a good happy song. Rare as shit. Most suck. And how they suck. But BT is always good at doing the nonsuck. I'm ever amazed by how his work gets better everytime.
And PROM. SHITDAZZLE. I forgot to get a tuxedo and now it's prom season. I'm a reasonably tall guy, with slightly wide shoulder, I don't think there's a clammor for my size. So, not doing the bugging yet. YET. If I don't have one Friday, I'll kill myself though.
Well, I just found out people really do read my blog. And holy crap-they enjoy it! Which makes me do the big smilies. They just request I use the "enter" key. I can do that.
So yeah. Which was all weirdness. So strange. But today was so odd.
So, Jen's Newsies watchin' birthday party was gobbles of fun.