Absentee Notice.

This is a movie poster I made for Crap the Movie 4. It never appeared on youtube. But you can watch the rest of those lovely movies at http://www.youtube.com/cripplefilm/ and you can watch my more recent videos at http://www.youtube.com/conspiracypictures/ alright. On with the blog...

Alright, about yesterday. I am sorry I didn't post anything new, but I was a little busy with things I had going on. Mostly it was homework, but I also accomplished some other things. I restringed my guitar for the first time in about 6 years. Ok, well, it wasn't mine, it was my grandfather's. We got it from him and are trying to restore it. I am also using this Sunday for when I play in church. I haven't played in about 5 weeks due to work and missing practice on Wednesdays. But now I am making a triumphant return, on the acoustic. Normally I play electric, but now I am trying out some new stuff on acoustic and I want to see how the crowd responds.

So yesturday, my father had bought a new pick up for the acoustic. It was really neat, in the way it clamped onto the hole in the guitar (the resonator) and how it picked up the strings vibes and things of that nature. Sadly, my father didn't read the fine print and has to return the pick-up and hopefully can find one that will fit the guitar. The problem was that the wire going from the pick-up to the strap hole wasn't long enough. Also, the hole wasn't wide enough to house the cable jack, and we weren't about to go experimenting with drill bits to see if one would be just big enough to ruin the guitar. So he is probably getting a new pick-up kit as we speak.

On another note, (ha, note, get it?) I also washed my truck yesturday. I'm getting it ready for when I get my liscense in the mail in another 8 months or so. The reasoning behind that is that I still need to go through driver's hell, I mean education, to get the permit, have that for 6 months, then apply for the licsense and have that in 4 weeks by mail. I estimate from now until that happens to be aroud 8 months. After I washed the truck, I went through and ripped every window sticker my sister had demolished it with. Flowers from Hawaii, and her name from when she was in the Nimitz Vikas. I have one sticker now I would like to apply later when I get home, the Apple sticker I have remaining from when I got my iMac. I have 5 of those apple stickers because I have the iMac, iPod, and iPhone. I'm still paying for the iMac, with monthly payments and all that jazz. But I need to pay it off within about 8 months, or else they will start charging interest. Yuck, interest. But hopefully everything will be fine and by that time I will get to start paying insurance, or, wait, that's a bad thing. Oh well.

Something that happened today, in Anatomy, I was sitting alone due to the people I normally sit with being moved to a different class period and I don't know anyone else in there. Then, this girl that sat across from me at a different table, who I have seen around the school dozens of times, needed someone's text book to complete the day's warm up. Now, being the prepared person that I am, I always have my Anatomy text book. I pulled it out and set it on the desk hoping she would notice and ask for my help. She walked up and gave a faint, "Hi." I replied with my own faint, "Hey." She kinda smiled and asked if she could use my text book, and of course, I let her. We got to talking, she told me her name, I told her mine, and yeah, the class went on. That was a very happy moment in my day. Of course, that shortly went away.

At lunch, I ate some pizza, and then, when I went to go get a drink at the vending machine, everything was sold out. Now, I hate when people lie to me, but when inanimate objects lie, it just really pisses me off. I pressed every button on the vending machine...nothing. I pressed the "Money Return" button, got my dollar back, and fed it in the other vending machine. Then, once it accepted the bill, I pressed the button for Diet Dr.Pepper. (I don't really like diet drinks at all, but my school system thinks that only supplying us with diet drinks and healthy snacks is a good idea. Besides, coke rules anyway.) And yet again, nothing, so I tried every single button on that machine, and to my suprise I heard a slight rumble coming from its depths. Nothing. Not a drop of any liquid came from those machines. I guess it just had some gas or something. But with me, unquenched of thirst, and mad. I walked out of the vending machine room and I think I knocked over a freshman, but I didn't care at that moment in time. I kinda wonder if they got hurt now, but I'm still thirsty, and my thirst won't be quenched for a while, or, at least 40 minutes.

Alright, so I'm in Psychology now, and bored as usual, finished the warm up, and just typing away. People keep looking at me due to all the clicking sounds, but oh well, if they could talk, they would scream boredom as well. I'll update if anything interesting happens, but until further notice, Peace.

The Note.

10 digits. 10 digits is all it takes to truly find out about someone. Those ten digit can mean love, life, even happiness. But I'm not here to babble about this ten digit stuff. But when you write your own ten digit contact code (AKA Phone Number) down on a piece of paper, and give it to someone, the sheer relief felt when the person you give it to doesn't throw it back at you and say, "Go die" or something of that nature has to be one of the greatest feelings in the human body.

In case you haven't figured it out, I did give my number to L*****. After sitting for an hour, waiting for her to be alone so I could talk to her, that moment never came, so I asked one of my friends, to give her a piece of paper I had tightly folded in my hand. We sat discussing it for a bit then I noticed L***** was walking towards a car. I pushed my friend that had that paper I gave her towards L*****. She ran and stopped her right as she climbed into her car. She ran back to me and said it went well. 

I don't know how well, "Okay." is, but it sure made me happy. I had given her my number in that paper and I know she received it, so now, I wait. I wait for that one text, or call. It will be awesome I'm sure, but I'm actually really nervous. So, yeah. I am too freakin' anxious right now to type. I just hope somehow she will contact me. I really hope. But, yeah. Peace. 

Can you feel the wind?

It was 3 years ago today that Hurricane Rita impacted Louisiana and portions of Texas. Even though I live in North Texas, it did impact my area. Where do you think all the evacuees went? North Texas. Anyway, just wanted to share that little tidbit. That probably has no point to anything I will write about today. Normally I will start with that and lead into a better story, but today, I can't think properly.

It's 7:51am and I am dead tired from last night. First, at about 10:30pm I tested the mobile blogging thing. It worked successfully, and that was good. So with the closure I gained from that experiement, I decided it would be best to go to bed. I wake up at 6:00am every morning on the weekdays, so I usually go to sleep around 11:00pm, after watching Fresh Prince of Bel Air of course. So I go to bed, and am laying there, I can't seem to fall asleep. I turn over, still, no sleep comes. Then I think, "I must have to go to the bathroom, that's why I can't sleep." So I use the lavetory and return to my bed. Laying there I still can't shut my mind off. Half of it is thinking about L*****, and the other half are just random thoughts. I lay there for another half hour, and realize, "Maybe I'm hungry!" So I walk carefully downstairs, as to not disturb my parents, and get some toast in the kitchen. I take it back up to my room and partake in this midnight snack. Then I still can't go to sleep. It is now 2:00am and my eyes cannot close for more than a blink. Some how I find it in me to lay on my stomach and close my eyes. That is why I'm so tired today, but in the midst of writing that, I came up with a connection to the hurricane opener, but sadly, now that I'm writing about remembering it, I just forgot, hopefully I will remember later.

I'm in U.S. History right now. We are discussing 9 different documents and how they are revolutionary or not, and if they are social or constitutional. It is actually interesting hearing all this history from this teacher's point of view. He has a really down to earth view of things. He also wants us to go as fast as possible, which is also the kind of pressure I get at work, always trying to speed up my lab time. The head lab tech at work says I am pretty good on speed. There are a few things about me that I need to speed up, but most things I do in alright time.

Now it is 8:13am and I am still nervous about talking to L***** after school today. Hopefully I'll ge through it with her smiling, and things of that nature. I hopefully will be smiling as well. But other than that, I'll update later today, as for now, have a good day, and stuff. Peace.

One Huge Pizza.

In order to celebrate a single show on a Saturday, me and some coworkers went out for pizza and ordered this monster. It was a while ago, but it's worth seeing.

Awkward much?

I am really unsure of how to stat this post off, so I will just start it off by saying I was unsure of what to say to start it off. Strangely enough the same situation happened today, with the loss of words, and such. There had been this girl I have been seeing after school. I had no idea who she was, what grade she was in, how she liked her coffee, you get the point. I didn't even know her name. But today for some reason I was intent on finding out.

It started in Media Tech, I am the director for our news show ANN; however, I only direct for two weeks, then I pass the torch to the co-director and he directs for two weeks while I get two weeks of nothing. I was approached by the weather girl for the show, and she said "L*****." (I starred out to name as to uphold privacy) I looked at her wondering what she meant. She knew I had no idea what she meant. She said, "That's her name!!" It hit me like, getting hit with a skillet for forgetting your grandmother's birthday. This was her name, the name of the girl I had seen, but not heard.

Then going through Statistics while constantly repeating that name in my head, I couldn't wait until school ended. I knew she stayed after outside. Maybe I would finally gather up the guts to talk to her? Well, I did, but not willingly.

I was sitting outside with the weather girl I mentioned earlier. We were talking and then I noticed that L***** had walked out of the school and sat down, opening her laptop to do some laptop stuff. I instantly stopped talking and wanted to just jump up and go talk to her. But then, she started talking with friends. Now before I continue I should say that I am not nervous about anything. I can do anything without breaking a sweat, that is, everything except walk up to a girl I have never met before and just talk. The weather girl wasn't aware of this fact and asked this other guy to go talk to her for me. He went. I could barely look, what if her thoughts towards me were not what I wanted? What if she thought I was weird? Well, I am, but weird in the bad way....Oh geez.

The next thing I notice was that she was standing up. This is not good at all. You know how I said that all my nervousness only shows up around girls? Well, I had a whole lot of nervousness built up. And I started freaking out. I knew this wouldn't go well at all. She walked over, and she didn't seem nervous or anything, and then they came around and just stood right infront of me and the other people there. Now let me set the scene: It was me, weather girl, two of her friends, the guy that brought L*****, his friend, and two people I hadn't met before. I was already shaking. She stood there, kinda twisting back and fourth keeping her view to the ground and an innocent smile on her face. These 5-6 people surrounding me kept urging me to say something, I couldn't, it was like being in front of judges at a music competition and they were telling you to play mozart. I said hi in a scared tone, and she said it the same way.  Then the guy that brought her asked her if she had a boyfriend, and she said, "Yeahh, but just because I have a boyfriend doesn't mean we can't be friends..." I was awestruck. Believe it or not, that kind of thing makes me really happy, and speechless. I just kinda stared into space after that. And that eventually made every one return to there original position.

Everyone there started accusing me of being to nervous, and all that other stuff. They made such a big deal out of two people being in an uncomfortable position. But that's alright because they didn't know what happened shortly after that. I went and sat in the car with one of my friends.  I explained to her what just happened, and she agreed that she would have done the same thing I did. But then one of my other friends came over and I begged her to talk to L***** for me and apologize for my friends putting us in that position. She was skeptical at first, because she also had no idea who the girl was. But she did it anyway. Thank God she did. I was talking to my friend in the car, and then the girl I sent to talk to L***** come back, and she was smiling. She said that L***** wanted to get to know me better and talk when there aren't 20 million people around. I was so freaking happy, I was actually shaking. And then as she drove away in an SUV, through a very tented window, I saw her, she looked at me and smiled. She also waved, and that had to be the best part of my day.

So after all this, tomorrow, I plan talking to her more, and if all goes well getting her phone number/myspace and we can text/talk. I will update things as they go along. But for now, I'm going to walk the dog, and yeah. Peace.

First Real Blog.

Alright, so, this is actually my first real blog on the internet other than myspace. I plan to update this one every day unless I have more important things to do. Other than that I plan on having this as a way to remember things I won't remember in times past. Maybe something I can share with people 20 years from now, will the internet even be around by then? Or will some man eating salami take it down? Who knows.

As of right now, I'm sitting in English with nothing to do. They had a senior seminar today, and I am the only junior, besides this other girl, in the class. So It is very strange having such an empty classroom. The teacher in this class is, I think, grading some essays, or something like that, but at least she has something to do. That is probably the reason I started this because I have nothing better to do with my time.

Later today I will be going to French 3, Media Tech, and AP Statistics. All my classes this year are fairly easy going, I made sure of this last year when I signed up for my schedule, I walked into the counselor's office and said, "This whole hard work thing, it needs to stop." The reason I can have all my classes easy going this year is because I have been in GT since 3rd Grade and this means I am a few years advanced in all my classes. In fact, I wouldn't have even had to take a science class if it hadn't been for the fact the school makes you take one to prepare for TAKS. Which is the easiest test on the planet. I took the SAT in 7th grade and got an 840, and for 7th grade, that's not to shabby.

So my teacher just talked to me about taking AP English next year. She said it would be good for college because if I took it next year, I probably wouldn't have to take it in college. But I think I will take it in college. Because I plan on going to the Art Institute of California in Los Angeles, and the only real class they make you take other than things applying toward your major, is english. So yeah, I'm going to have to decline her offer, but thanks for playing.

I think that's about it for this time. I will probably post up something later tonight if something eventful happens. Peace.