May 09, 2004 9:26PM
I'll Wake Up Anytime Now
Okay. My Dad and I always have intelligent discussions regarding interesting topics, so one day, I can't remember when or where I was (oh my fucking god, one of my cats just took the WORST smelling shit ever), I asked my Dad to write an article, which may or may not lead up to a series of articles, generally based on interesting topics. (god damn, i wish I knew where my insense was.. i think im dying). So anyway, about a week ago, my Dad had finished his first artcle, on String Theory, which was the topic which originally sparked this idea of an article, but my life has been a complete mess around the time he sent me the finished artcile, so I'm only getting to it now, converting it to fit my format and links and all that. But, you may now read and marvel over the text (now it smells like pee). I haven't made a link for it on my menu, or an index of the artciles, so you will have to access it right out of this news post for now. CLICK HERE FOR String Theory and the Experience of Being ARTICLE.
If you aren't already aware of whats been going on in my life in the last week, then it's none of your fucking business and you can fuck off. I'm not going into it, as it's painful and all that horseshit. All I can say is that everything has changed. EVERYTHING. So, I'll start at Wednesday.
Out of the blue on Wednesday afternoon, Julia called me (most likely after talking to my sister), and told me to come hang out with her at pizza hut and then go out with her that night, and since I haven't felt like myself in so long, I decided, hell, why not do something I never would. and I got my shit together and left. I hung out with Liz and Julia at pizza hut until 10, when Geoff came and drove Julia and myself to GT's, where we met Julia's manslave Chris. We sat around, laughed and talked, made sounds with lip gloss, and looked at.. faces... watched Geoff and Chris play pool and get violently angry.. and overall had a good time. After all that, we decided to head over to Call The Office, and found a corner to hang out in for a bit, as we watched people dance and stuff. We ran into Aaron's brother, and I introduced myself and then had nothing left to say, so I decided standing in awkward silence would suffice. aaannnd shortly after that, Julia decided to leave, so Goeff and myself left too. On the way home, Geoff went through the McDonalds as per request, and I got two hamburgers from Lindsay Adams, someone I used to be friends with. And that was my wednesday night. Wednesdays at GT's are punk night, where they play bands like Strung Out, Taking Back Sunday, AFI and tons more. It's great, and I'm going to try to drag some of my friends there once and awhile because Julia has school now.
Last night I agreed to meet Ally downtown at midnight and go to Cybernaught with her, and I was horribly nervous, as .. i hate leaving my room. but I did. and I had lots of fun. I met some new people, and Ally and I discussed in detail the various dancing strategies the people dancing, including the dreaded walk-dance. *shudder*. Ally and I sat in the corner, and were joined at various times by Courtney and Dave, and Adam for about a second. I gave Dave a horribly stupid joke gift, the french version of the Final Fantasy Origins instruction booklet, as it was just sitting on my fucking floor for a year, and he said he really wanted the game, so I thought it would be funny... turned out it was just retarded. After it was aaall over, Ally and I went over to her friend Tim's apartment, with Courtney, Dave and "cool dance girl" (thats what we named her), because Ally had left some stuff there previously. So, while we were waiting for everyone, Ally and I stood on the street in the IMMENSE pouring rain, and got soaking wet but I saw the most beautiful lightning in the sky and it made me want to lay down and cry.. dunno why, but it did, so fuck you. Anyway, the apartment was just across the street, so it only took a couple minutes to get there (but we were soaked anyway) and we sat around for a bit talking, Ally drinking her gross three hour old pop (or older). After Courtney and Dave left, Ally and myself decided to leave and let Tim be alone with "cool dance girl", so we left and caught a cab (getting all wet yet again). When we got to Allys, I took some sleeping pills, and we talked for about an hour about different stuff, and she gave me two bracelets (thanks!) and then it was sleepytime.
I woke up a few times (to the sound of someone listening to oldies) but didn't actually decide to get up until about 2:30pm (HAH! looong sleep.), when amazingly at the exact moment I sat up, Ally came into the room (was she watching me... DUN DUN DUN!). Then we had breakfast (Salt and Vinegar chips and a coke) and Ally offered to walk with me to the bus stop on Oxford (about a ten minute walk or fifteen, i dunno, I didn't time the fucking walk so stop fucking asking me for it), and Ally ate a Tim Hortons egg salad sandwhich while we waited for my bus to come. About a half hour later, it came and I said bye bye to Ally and on the bus I went. When I got to the mall, I looked around EB for a bit, then went to No Frills to get supper (Lasagne and Cannennoli for tomorrow) as well as chips and coke) and ran into Beth. Then, I waited for the 2A Dundas for about 55 minutes, when it came, and I went home. Since then, I ate supper and watched the beginning of Dogma, then played some Disgaea. Since then, my mood has been going completely into the shiiter and theres nothing I can do to stop it.
I think I'm going to go have a bath and TRY to be happy. I just feel like crying, and I can't seem to get rid of it.
I've been listening to very specific songs lately. Silverstein - Bleeds No More, Silverstein - Smashed Into Pieces, Alexisonfire - Get Fighted, Alexisonfire - Adelleda, Zeromancer - Germany, Zeromancer - Chrome Bitch.. and that's about it. although, Lovesick Nation by The Fetish Masquerade is really beautiful, and about a week ago I couldn't get enough of it! I guess that's it for right now. Farewell.. to whoever still reads this garbage.
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