This morning, I woke up at !0am. My dad didn't call, which kind've pissed me off. I realized that I had forgotten my mom forbid me from seeing my dad today. Plus, I can't go anywhere, untill monday. Ya know that makes a fucking week since I've seen Annie. A goddamned week. Still though, there's never been a day we havn't spoken to eachother, if atleast to say goodnight. Not bad for 3 months and some change, is it :)? Either way, I'd very much like to see her. Not being around her is taking it's toll emotionally, I feel drained. I'm just sapped unless I'm talking to her directly. It's even hard for me to smile, I just feel sad. Later today(tonight) I think I'm going to go on AOL. Talking to some people in chat's over there was good for me when I missed Annie in chicago. It helped me keep concentrated on better things, and get my mind off being sad.
Last night I moved shit around. I put my bed frame in my closet, now my box spring and mattress are on the ground, and I shoved my cabinet my stereo was on under my desk. I think I'm going to steal some speakers from my house, other parts of it, that is. When I woke up this morning my mom was a little freaked out. Not only had I moved all this stuff around, I cleaned all the papers off my desk and shit. I also put my clothes in my dresser, genrally I'm clean. Cleaner, atleast.
I wanted to talk to my dad today, because well, he's moving the 28th. He's closing a deal on a 1500sq ft condo 5 minutes from downtown sarasota. He's got two bed rooms and all new shit to put in it. The second bed room was supposed to be a guest bedroom, I want to live there. Well, I'd like to move in there. I guess is what I'm saying. I'm going to talk to him about rules and shit for living there. I can't live there if he's going to make me hold down a job or something, I can't do it. If I was going to hold down a job and live somewhere I'd live with Chris, and it's as simple as that. I can't take my mom LETTING me stay home. I can't do that shit, I need someone to make me do shit or I won't do it. Well, usally.Plus I don't know if I'd be going to Riverview or to SHS. It would be a gamble, I wouldn't mind switching schools AGAIN, during SENIOR YEAR. But I mean, I'd like to know if I was going to.
To add to this, I'm missing DnD today. It's not a huge deal, but, I don't want to miss DnD. Ronnie(A guy from our group) who is probibly the biggest nerd, but also, the coolest person I know. He called me today, wondering what Alex's phone number was. He also wished me luck with my mom. He was nice about it too, sincere. I really appreciate that from him. He dosn't even know this blog exists, but, still. He's pretty much the only MALE friend I have who's said something like that. Except Joey, but Joey is always cool to me. And Alex too, in his own way. But alex and joey are in a similar boat, along with a pervious version of myself. We're the fag buddies, if you don't remeber the picture.
To close out with this, I wanna do two things. The first is tell you all about the impeding demise of PetWookie. You see, when I registured this domain, it was for a year. The blog, without advertising and free hosting however, was only for I think... 3 months? Yeah, probibly about that. With my moms credit card without her knowing. This credit card was under my dads account, somehow. When my mom and dad split up(back in the end november) the credit card became obsolite. So I'm not going to jack my moms other credit card, because frankly I'd like to move to a livejournal. I can point PetWookie to the live journal. Even a deadjournal or a ujournal. Some kind've easier format. I like a blog, don't get me wrong, I'm just more of an automated person. But, that's in the (far?) future, so dun worry about it. On the second note, I'd like to give a big digital wookie hug to Joey. Joey is always on the rocks, it seems. He's the only legimately emo person I've ever known about. He kind've introduced me single handedly to the Punk scene and emo as well. I can't say I like all of it, but some of it is just fine. Joey(Who's real name is Greg, like any of you care) has a pretty terrible mother too. While my mom is a drunken nazi bitch(Last night she blazed through a 12 pack and fell asleep watching TV on the couch, true story) Joey's mom won't even let him be Joey. Which is, suffice to say, terrible. There's alot more that Joey could just say if he wanted to. If joey wants to write a PetWookie post, I'll let him. Shit, if ANYONE would like to write a petwookie update, I'll let you. Just write it up and send it to me.
Alright, that's all. Later tonight I'll probibly post about how terrible things are, how much I miss Annie, and how my brothers SECOND birthday party went. Okay, good... afternoon? Ya, have a nice day.
Oh, and here is a whole slew of photos that I cleaned out've my camera today.
Me+Computer
Me+Computer#2
Me+Bed
Me+Gothy(Most Recent Picture of Me)
The New Setup
More New Setup
Even More New Setup
UPDATE
I spent like, half an hour jacking speakers from my living room. Two INFITI floor speakers and a sub woofer. They're gorgeous. I hardly have enough power in my little reciver to power it all, even with the built in amp on the sub. I love it though. here's pictures.
Sub+Speaker
Speaker
jon-paul - 1:24 PM
3.06.2003
If there are any higher powers out there, I'd like to registure a complaint.
It'll be easier if I just make a fucking list:
1- Wake up, after reoccouring dream about piercing my nipple in the middle of class, I decided to do it. Using a safty pin, lots of teeth gritting, and a wine cork, I get it through. Moving this is harder than anything I've ever experienced. After attempting to move a 12g pincher through, no matter how much force, the tissue won't budge. Pull it out, take a shower, let the lymph pour out. This hurts the ENTIRE DAY. Hurts now too.
2- I get to school, I forgot my little orange book of thoughts. This pissed me off.
3- Find out that there's no FCAT makeup for Math today. At the same time, discover my day off tomarrow is GONE. That's great.
4- World History teacher decides to give me a talk about not being in school, guilt trip ensues.
5- Show up 3 minutes late for Bio because I needed to make a carrer appointment. Get shit for it, find out my nice Bio teacher has sent home 2 notices on me about absences.
6- I have a vocab test tomarrow, I copied the words today, hopefully the right ones.
7- Library(My lunch spot) is closed. Completely. For fucking, something, I dunno. I spent lunch outside, -MORE- fucking sun.
8- Sometime between lunch and spanish it dawns on me I havn't seen Annie since Sunday and don't know when I'll see her again.
9- Spanish teacher decides to remind me that I'm failing, I have a test tomarrow, and shove massive workload on me, demands it's done "soon"
10- Psych teacher holds me after class to work out a "work web" and solve my "problems with school" Thanks titface.
11- I miss my bus. I miss anyone I know. I call up my mom, she's a FUCKER about it. I couldn't reproduce the smug fucking tone in her voice about me being late if I wanted to. She must've been grining like a fucking clown.
12- My grandma drives off. I see her for all of 12 seconds, ALMOST pulling in to get me, she dosn't. I later discover I was waiting in the wrong spot. IT'S THE FUCKING PICKUP SPOT. THERE'S 1 SPOT. ONE FUCKING SPOT.
13- I call my mom, she says sorry. Again in the most smug fucking sense, I want to punch her. I throw the phone into the VERISON sign at the top of the booth, crack it, and let the phone hang. I scared the little girls coming down the hall though.
14- I start my walk home, I get down to this biker bar I have to pass. Two insane women who own a store named "Tru Kolorz" ask me who does my hair. They hand me business cards and tell them to give them to my buddies. Appearently they do hair color, wool extentions, piercing, etc...
15- Crossing SWIFT I rip my pants. I kick the side and suddenly the Kikware's I love so much have a 7 inch tear along the seam of the left inside leg. This just made me even more mad.
16- I call my dad when I get to the 7-11 on lockwood ridge, this is the same dad who said if I ever needed something to call. It's 3:45 now, he says he can leave his office DOWNTOWN at 5:00. Soonest. Thanks dad, big help.
17- I walk to Gulf Gate library. I use their bathroom and call my grandma. She tries to fucking guilt me. I hang up and walk the rest of the way home. The backroads down whatever the fuck perstansia faces and McIntosh. Fun untill I get home. Exhausted.
18- I got all kinds of shit in my fucking socks, which dosn't help my cut up toes any. Also, I got fucking bit or stung or impregnated by SOMETHING on my right ankle. It's been oozing shit all day.
19- Finally, home sweet home. I ate a fucking bowl of lucky charms and layed down. I didn't want things to get any worse. With some fucking luck, god forbid, my hot topic shit will come tomarrow. It's in orlando right now.
That's today. I can't belive it either. Tomarrow I have fucking FCATs, I HOPE for the love of god. Something had to go my way. Oh, and, Nadia says hello. We're going to see a movie, I belive. Something along the lines of "P.S. Your Cat is Dead" or something. Should be funny. I just don't know... Annie is away. I havn't had a decent conversation with her in forever. I nearly made my ears explode with music today. My teeth still hurt from restraining myself so much. Today was shit, absolute, inconsolible shit. I had 6 hours of sleep tonight, none of them good. I was dreaming through all of them. I'm just mad, right now, I guess.
I hope your life is going better than mine, I don't have much going for me right now.
jon-paul - 7:05 PM
3.04.2003
I am a fucking GENIUS!
After working out that, my mom left on wednesday, and my grandma watched us, if I was good and behaved I'd be dandy for some clothing. Well lowe and behold after behaving and helping with my brothers birthday party(watching them late at night, etc) I convinced my mom a shirt and pants would be acceptable. What follows is a prime example of how tricky I can be:
ITEM(S)
Item: 3/4 Length Black Bondage Short
Qty: 1
Price: $45.00
Item: Grommet Bondage Strap
Qty: 2
Price: $17.98
Item: Large D-Ring Tripp Cuff
Qty: 1
Price: $10.00
Item: Tripp Black Eyelet Sleeve Top
Qty: 1
Price: $30.00
I got two "strap". I didn't know if it was one or the came in pairs or whatever. So I might have a pair of grommet bondage straps for $7 if anyone feels interested. I already have one of the D-Ring cuffs. I love this fucking thing. It's canvas with red stiching and 4 drings. It's great, and frankly I adore it. I'm getting the other one for my other wrist, I'll wear the grommet strap between them or attach them to drings elsewhere. I'm just a fashion fopah I guess but I buy what I like. The shorts were a semi impulsive buy. I have annies flight pants that zip into shorts just like the ones I'm buying, I liked it, I'm trying it out. We'll see, I can always buy black material and safty pin them into pants.See, I think ahead.
I got fucking lucky charms. God these are delicious. I made my mouth smily then raw with them, I don't do well with grindy/hard foods, I got alot of tongue going on inside my gaping maw. But yes, they rule. I got to school today, my CD player was fucking out've batteries, then I spent 3 hours(first 3 periods) doing NOTHING. I sat on the cold, hard, steel and concrete steps doing nothing. It was terrible. Tomarrow I actually -TAKE- an FCAT. Can it get worse!?! Gah, plus, I don't know when I'm seeing Annie next. I hope it's soon, really I do. Friday I have off school, I hope I have some fun. Maybe I'll come to Mooney or something.
jon-paul - 8:51 PM
3.03.2003
If I had to choose, I'd say that black M&M's are my favorite. But they don't make black you say? Well, that explains the stumache pains.
Today was moderately uneventfull. Even with seeing Annie for all of the two hours, it was rather lack-luster in happenings. Wednesday marks the day of the damned, or rather, FCATS in math. You see, this worries me for the most bizzare reason. I might fail. I don't think I will, I've never failed an FCAT before, but, something tells me this won't be a walk in the park. Highschool has been a fucking BUST of algebraic advancement. It's kind've like that shit in the corner of your eyes, except, you might not get it out this time. It might stay there! Oh well, I've been sucking at counter strike lately. You may have a taken back aghast look on your face but it's true. I've been playing less and less and sucking more and more. Now whenever I play I have industrial or rock going on in the background. I can't hear anything but dull gunshots and someone thrashing. While Annie is been more and more fun for me. I can't explain why but, Annie has been the saving grace in my life lately. I'm not doing much, I've been missing school alot more, and I'd probibly have dropped by now if not for her. I just have to grunt it out till the end of the year and I'll be okay, I hope. Newview is on the horizon next year and I'll be easy for the rest of my highschool life, I hope. Atleast I have a plan. Today I saw annie truely upset for the first time. I don't think I'll ever forget how terrible it felt for her hot skin to touch my sholder in tears. We had to kill an animal. A mouse for her snake. It sounds stupid to you, but personally, fuck off. She used to raise fucking mice and rats and stuff so it's like killing a puppy to her. She really loves animals, but not in that ecofreak way, in the sane way. Anyways, that happened. Eventually the mouse was taken care of and the snake has already eaten it. So all is well in the house of... yore... Well look, that's done and over with. Tomarrow I'm due to wake at 6:30, I -must- be ready by 7:00pm or I'm just not getting to school. My sister has HER fcats tomarrow and well, quite frankly it's a butt. I hope I make it but if I don't, I did what I could. I'mma get to bed early.
In the other hand, I have a mother fucking ANNOUNCEMENT. I made it clear to everyone a year ago, I would mix. I actually bought the shit to do it, an equalizer and two tables, but, I decided not to do it at the last seconds. Instead I came out wound-free with a nice new WEGA. But, with my birthday being around the corner, I'm heading to freedumb with a bass guitar. That's right. I'm buying a 4 string bass and am going to fucking wail hard. An australian man known only as potshot is helping me. He plays metal bass, which is what I want. Also I have the fortune of my mom's employe's husband(who she's great friends with, the employe not the husband) plays in a professional road band named Tom Foolery(Some of you have seen the TF shirt) and happens to play bass. I didn't know it, but he does. He's giving me some good buying advice and hopefully I'll be able to come to him for help on general shit. I hope being able to type fast and shit comes into play somehow, really I do.
Current Radio: ChroniX Agression
jon-paul - 9:06 PM
3.02.2003
I wish like, they made bowls of just, delicious stuff. And I could eat that all day, and never gain a pound, wait -- it would make me loose weight to my ideal shape. And then, when I thought it was getting tried of it, they released a barbeque flavor or cheddar and bacon or something. By the way, how did it take them years to go, "People like sour cream and onion on their potatos, they also like to put cheese and stuff on them. Wait, potato chip! Yes! We will just put the fuckings toppings on the chip!" I mean, common, really.
Not that potato chips are fat free, I'm just saying, what a world.
Friday night: Hey look, me and alex hang out. We get rather pissed at fucking children manking around, however, keep cool. I calmed down about the Annie thing realizing that it was just a question and not an accusation. Well, me and alex are chilling, midnight we go on a walk down to the community center of my complex. It's nice out, like, kinda. We just hang out by the pool ala fence hop. Then fuck around on the swings and shit on the playground.About 2 in the morning we go back to my house and get a basketball. We almost take Michael and his friends, nice present huh? And well, needless to say it would've been fun. However me and alex quickly discovered basketball was ment for ATHELETES. And not GAMERS. It's okay, after a little while of 1v1 play(I won, by default) and then spent the rest of the time sitting down catching our breathes muttering about a basketball playing 7 foot aligator. It was funny then we went home. We kinda played War of the Monsters for an hour or two and then called it a night. The next morning it wasn't long before we woke up on couches and had half an hour before John was goanna show. Didn't shower, of corse. I smelt terrible, after basketball and general worry heat I was terrible in scent. I also dont have REAL deoderent, but only AXE. Good DnD. I mean, it's just DnD so really, you guys don't care. Just, 2 words: Divine Archer. You'll find out later. So after a night over there, and 2 hours of sleep. I went to Miami. Met Annies cousins, they are cool people. With lots of physical abuse. It's wacky but fun! Ha, anyways, I hope we'll have fun with stuff..
I lost my train of thought...
jon-paul - 10:51 PM