March 21, 2004; 2:15pm, sensationally special Sunday
_Another day, another destiny... welp, due to the lovely, enchanting... yeah yeah yeah yaddy yaddy yadda motivations that Annie ~,~ gave me and some other generous friends, from this point on ill give a measly attempt to start some journal entries or wahtever the heck u wanna call it. today's MY BIRTHDAY turned 17.... but oh nos i feel like im 79 already... hey! but i still have constant energy and im a zealot, overtly active 24/7 in one way or the other u know?! (pshhh who am i kidding)... ive given alotta thought and contemplation into writing these daily posts and finally came to a scary conclusion- memories dont last long, and as time wittles our gray matter in irreversible ways, I'd like to propose a toast to my memories as of this date to all... Ok ill end it all now becuz i sorta dont wanna tell my life today. till tomorrow, okie? okie dokey... tata 4 n0w.
5pm; For the hate of Devil, STOP calling me HENRY T DOBSON!!! I'm not some egotisical, praise the Lord maniac in a flashy play called "Anything Goes"!!! I'm me, me, me, meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!... *ahem*. So much for easygoing, relaxing days (sob). Thank you very much, Annie. Nighty night sleepyheads!_
March 22, 2004; 3:30pm, mundane Monday
_ARGFHHHHHHHHHH!!! the start of 17 really stinks!... im like this near to having a temper tantrum... *big sigh*... im in styner's comp class and its getting very chalenging and not in a good way. in advanced algebra my scores are off the charts, but in a bad way!!! ~,~ it all seems so hopeless... but Slim continues to tell me to write these memories datas/journal entries constantly for my own good... or BAD. theres so much on my mind right now; i try to ignore these things but thats not peace, is it? i need a real God right now and theres Anything Goes musical rehearsal today 6pm-9pm. i put a ton of energy into these things since i love what i do and do what i love; do you? ^.^ the weather's lovely but lovelier than yesterdays since there's nothing but cloudy smiles from the heavens... the sun came out yesterday & that sorta ruined my mood... ; - \. Flowers For Algernon miz duffdizzle didnt recommend but im reading it anyway... there was a singing test in Choir today, and everyone seemed to have tuberculosis. One things for sure: it takes a lot to clear my throat {bleah}. i need to gather some strength from my friends... GIVE ME LOVE!!!. Thank you all very much for aiding me indirectly/directly... I'm grateful for your support.
10pm; "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger." I guess that's right... in a way... but as of now it doesnt apply to me at all because i have a distraught cramp!!! *boohoo* argh and im not chanting the ridiculous Pirate chant either... i think the cramp's caused by ROSEY's peppermints i had tonight... the peppermints i undoubtedly dropped on the floor clumsily ~,~. and i still popped them in my mouth- im sucha doofus ^-^. Lorena said, "You don't seem like yourself tonight..." do i ever???!!! did she mean tonight especially or was i really uncouth? well anyyywayyys... grades are coming out soon. AYAAAAAA busy busy busy!!! im dam going to fail that quiz tomorrow for styner! (clutches head in agony) i wish my illuminating sister was here yesterday to celebrate my bday... im deciding where i shood put up the Anything Goes poster(s) for beautiful fandom... come tomorrow, Charles, Ivan reminded. earlier he was "threatening" to hit me and now he wants me to go to the "tournament" again?! balogna schnapps! i've noticed that people adore me yet hate me for oh so many uncountable reasons... *sigh* why??!? is it because im so random???!! gimme an answer pleeeese someBODY!!! geez. how i wish there was a god. i just so love the music in Anything Goes right now. what do people want and dont want from me?... I love my invincibility to illnesses. but i am getting sleepy... oh nos. g' night dun let the beddie buggs byte, alright?_
March 23, 2004; 9pm, torque Tuesday
_Somewhere along this lifeline im gonna run outta words to describe each day... but anyways... until that point... in the morning it was great. Well except for the rowdy part when Vine and Marlon those 2 gravy brain punks started messing around with my stuff and Marlon tried some wrestling moves on my neck! -_- i swear to heaven AND hell i was about to **** the **** outta something. sorry... u had to hear that, but i have so much unbeliveable pent up anger inside of me sometimes. It's got a whole thing to do with the past... anyways its been a week since Choir sang "Ride The Chariot", "The Water Is Wide", and "Aura Lee". those songs brightened my mood by thousandfold!!! cheers! to everyone. of course, i spill my guts out for what i love (unless im fearful of it...) i got in the moolah for the '04 yearbook, yay~ the wind was howling last night. wonder if it meant something BAD! talked about superstitions in hp english3 and people began squawking up uber crazy shizzles! DAN WEBER'S 53 birthday is coming up on April 1st!!! he's such an optimistic individual despite the bleak surroundings. miz green spewed forth a buncha talk about the school- she hated it. i know, mis green, everyone does... but dont fall apart on me OK? mis duffey, get better- i dont want u sick 2!!! Shirley, geez... how come ur allergies are kicking up SO badly still?! u really should drink some broth to cure urself. it's all for the better. Christopher complimented to me once, "You're a funny guy, Charles. If I went to college I'd like to have you as a roommate." I thought, no kidding Chris? man that man is a SOCIALITE like Anthony Vega. GREAT PEOPLE both of them BUT... (they did substance abusive acts before). sheesh no one's perfect! but im not either... its time to get a move on in my life like Donald showed me when he conquered in Starcraft. i try, try, try, try again and again and again and STILL. i stall, sputter, die and crash and burn. IT HURTS. why did she HAVE to say those three words...?! ok, i wont suicide or got berserk (yet). anthony and jenny beeson were chatting about me and my sexuality preferences just before rehearsal and damn. they just mess me up (maybe in a good way). Charles thinks too much. he goes delirious whenever hes home and throws inner tantrums whenever hes not. Charles would really want a hug, but that wouldnt seem so preferable and yet it DOES. Charlie... wants comfort. Ohyeah speaking of Charlie... Ste'sha, a superb pal at my former High School used to call me that. Sad. she was such a loving lady. miz Cuttery called me Charlie randomly when i greeted her in the morning i was like... MY PAST IS BLASTING BACK TO HAUNT ME! im getting fat. do u think im fat? i think so a bit. I should exercise EVEN MORE. if i cant fit it in my schedules. today i learned more about weeding out the meek. like at the Starcraft Tournament today. strange. i always seem to survive last. im too careful, but it doesnt really help that much in the end, for the strong seem to thrive (and in bad ways). ~,~ i think i need to finish my math work... HATE it its my worstest subject, AYE CARAMBA. She and the rest have GOT to stop glaring at me like that. PLEASE. "Don't look at me like that." PLEASE... do you know how much grief it causes me? i dont know what do. i know, but i dont want to do anything. will u make a peaceful resolution FOR ME. "I'm beginning to believe males and females can't just be friends."
Nighty night time to get some zzz's hopefully..._