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Thursday, November 3rd, 2005
7:28 pm	Prepare to meet your maker So lately there has been some annoying stuff happening around me. Lets get straight to it, I'm not a fan of katya. This could and should be simple for everyone to grasp. I just don't want to talk to or be around her. This isn't very difficult, in fact it's how you approach a situation like this when you want to avoid conflict. I am not going to go out of my way to be mean to her. So why is it such a big deal? If she keeps asking or other people keep asking me why, I might have to drop the hammer on this fast and hard. People might cry and hate me but I really do not care. Its not like we are friends anyway. I mean seriously I doubt she had a high opinion of me before I so rudely voiced my own views to her. So lets all do each other a favor by cutting the bullshit and leaving me the fuck alone before I snap. See that, I had to say fuck to get my point across, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Are you happy now? Lesson of the day: not everyone is always going to like you, I'm sure that a lot of people dont like me but does it seem to bother me? No. Thats life. Deal with it. Now on to happy stuff. Sectionals are so very close and I have a good feeling about how we are going to do. Our first indoor game is on sunday at 8:30 P.M. so go to it and watch the greatest team that ever lived. Prepare to meet your maker, Below Me, and any other neato saying that you have heard me spout off before. Goodnight all Current Music: 311-Nugget (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, October 30th, 2005
9:51 pm	below me Its the last week of xc. At the end of this week we run sectionals then I'm done. This is the first high school thing that has actually made me sad, I dont have a next years season. Im gonna miss coach burns making fun of my hair and even getting up early every saturday to go to an invitational. I'm looking to run my best race of the year at sectionals, I've been working very hard all season for this and I will end it with a great race. Indoor soccer starts soon. My team is going to be both fun and very good. Below me all the way. We all got together to play today at wiley and it was a jolly good time. Nothing else positive left to write, so I'm not gonna write anything at all. Bubye (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, October 9th, 2005
10:09 am	hey, is it gorgeous here or what I ran my best time ever at the phoenix invitational on saturday. 18.29 for a full 5k(3.1m) course. My speed rating for that race was also its highest ever at 125. I doubt any of you know what a speed rating is but oh well. Our team ranking for sectionals in on a steady rise. We are ranked 7th out of 10 teams in our section but yesterday we were close to beating the 2nd ranked team. Neato. Ok no more, goodbye. Current Mood: alright (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, October 6th, 2005
9:24 pm	So today is thursday. I dressed up like a hippy today, it was fun. Hmm... what else can I write in here? I went to the swim meet with dylan today, that was also fun. I went to the girls soccer game today, they aren't very good so we left at the end of the 1st half. The highlight of the game was when chip showed up with... wow I can never remember her name. The foreign exchange student. Well she was trying to help me learn how to hit on her in french, which was amusing to say the least. So here is a big surprise, I'm not going to homecoming. I need to figure out what to do that night so I dont go crazy with boredom. I'm looking forward to the football game though. Indoor soccer is coming soon, the roster is pretty much finalized. I can't wait to start playing again. Aint nothin but a g thang. I'm sick of writing, random but satisfying. Current Mood: tired Current Music: 311-amber (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 28th, 2005
5:51 pm	Hey Vela, want to go to homecoming with me? I'm not sure if I've written in a while or not. I really dont care either. Apart from our lovely saturday trips nothing out of the ordinary has been going on. So to the ever present fall back topic, sports. I have been sick for a while and its been pretty gay. I feel really drained during races and practices. But it happens, I'm not saying its anyones fault specifically(L.E.G.) but hypothetically I could point fingers. I have to get up at 5 this saturday for the Lemoyne invitational, GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY! Next tuesday is our 2nd and final home meet. Beaver river is going to kill us but come and watch anyway, come on. You know you want to. Ok I'm done with this entry that is horribly bereft of any creative thought whatsoever. I love you and goodnight Current Mood: sick Current Music: Jimi Hendrix (Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 20th, 2005
8:23 pm	Victory So today we had our first league meet for xc. We beat APW today with a good race from everyone on the team. I guess everyone expected us to lose because apparently it was a big upset. Dylan came in 1st of course and I finished 5th. I dont know my time exactly but it was under 19 minutes for our 2.96 mile course. I finally had a decent race but I'm still not up to par yet. It's coming along though. I have 2 sweet detentions at 6:30 in the morning because of my bad timing/luck. Mr. Nettles should die for writing me up. His class is gay anyway. Homo. I can't think of too much more to write so I'm gonna stop abruptly Current Mood: exhausted Current Music: phoenix tx (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 18th, 2005
12:36 am	Today I realized that I am not good at cross country, damn. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 14th, 2005
6:44 pm	theres a webcam in the square? did it get a picture of my ASS, tell em to kissit I miss my cd's a lot. My happy surfer bum punk music is what keeps me sane in this crazy life I lead. I miss my pilfers cd most of all, probably because those songs are so hard to get a hold of. Its getting bad, usually I just hum to myself in the hallway but lately I have started to sing out loud. I find myself writing lyrics all over every paper I have out in school. So there, I'm going insane. Xc is getting even harder, if thats possible. Today I really just wanted to not run anymore, ever. We've had 3 hard days in a row. Yesterday was supposedly an easy day but I beg to differ. My legs burn like I never knew they could before. Saturday is a huge race, we go to the south jeff invitational. Now for those of you who dont know(everyone) this is the site of the 2005 section 3 championship race. Which means every team in the section is going to want to run there before then, so anywhere from 50 to 60 teams are going to be there. Its gonna be crazy. I'm tired and cant think of anything else to write about. So I love you and g o o d b y e f o r n o w . Current Mood: exhausted Current Music: none, which is driving me mad (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, September 5th, 2005
10:11 pm	whats that officer, there's been a fire in the psychology department? So this is my last summer entry, woohoo. You might not know this but I'm not the biggest fan of school. Come to think of it school itself isnt really what I dislike. Getting up early and all of the ridiculously stupid people in school put a bad taste in my mouth, so to say. I actually enjoy bettering myself with knowledge and whatnot. My schedule is pretty laid back at the moment but if I feel its too easy I might add another class. I had an angry enrty earlier about the way most people think of me in school but this weekend has just been too good to complain about gay stuff like that. I got to go fishing with my dad early on a quiet lake for hours, which was amazing. I hung out with james when he was home. My car is getting fixed. Played beach volleyball(dylan and I are the greatest). I pretty much just had a relaxing but still amusing weekend with my friends. But now it's time for school. I'm bored and not writing up to my usual standards right now but whatever. Dylan and I have vowed never to ride the bus again so we are walking to school tomorrow. This means that we will probably be late, oh well I really dont care. Time for bed, goodnight Current Mood: right as rain Current Music: Jimi Hendrix-Hey Joe (Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 30th, 2005
1:51 pm	YO! how's the red light district? So to start off I'm going to talk about xc practice. Monday was mile repeats day for me, boy was it a hoot. As you may have already guessed in this workout I run 3 miles with a 400 meter easy jog in betwixt every mile I finish. Fun fun. My target time for each mile was 6:40. My times were as follows, 1st mile-6:20, 2nd mile-6:34, 3rd mile-6:20. Not a bad workout in my opinion, but today I am so amazingly tired. This morning during our run I ran into quite a situation. As I was running down the road I turned to spit as I often do. I had unknowingly projected my especially thick and disgusting saliva on a passing motorcyclist. I felt bad but as he had not stopped I put it out of my mind and decided to continue on with my training. Approximately 10 minutes later I began to hear a steadily growing noise. I turned to see that the unfortunate target of my earlier spit projection had come back with his biker gang to as he so kindly put it "stomp a mud-hole in my ass." Now I decided it would be a good time to continue what I had been doing all morning, run. But now I was running from a pissed biker gang intent on my destruction. I used all of my backyarding prowess to try and escape the clutches of almost certain doom, but they pursued me relentlessly as if driven by the very bowels of hell itself. After an hour had passed I decided it was time to put an end to our differences. As they enclosed me in a circle of cyclists all chances of escape were now lost, but escape was not my intent. The poor man on whom I had spat so inconsiderately now approached and said "this shits going down right now whether you like it or not, but since you put up such a good chase I'm gonna let you decide the kind of fight." I told him that we would conclude our unlikely acquaintance with the purest fight of all, arm wrestling! As we sat down face to face he asked me if I had any last words, to this I replied "prepare to meet your maker!" Our hands clasped with such a thunderous force that the very earth trembled beneath us. After what had seemed like an eternity my arm began to slowly give. No! I could not lose, my honor as a xc runner would not allow such a defeat. I began to feel such a pain that I have never felt and hopefully will never feel again. But at that moment I remembered something my coach had told me, "scotty, the key to being a champion is to break through the pain barrier and not collapse at it, break through the pain barrier and run into bliss." At that moment a deafening crunch signaled my victory over the biker gang leader and his now crumpled and broken arm. We shook hands and without another word parted ways, never to see each other again. I then finished my run with a renewed sense of pride and a lesson learned. Watch were you spit, because you never know when you'll piss off an entire hellish biker gang. I'm serious too, that really happened to me this morning. haha Current Mood: tired Current Music: avenged sevenfold (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, August 27th, 2005
7:30 pm	not so funny meow, is it. Wow, I have nothing at all to write about. Haha. Nothing interesting really happens to me i guess. So maybe I'll just have to start making up crazy entries about stuff that didnt even happen. That would certainly be more interesting than this malarchy. I had this weird dream abou two nuns fighting. Not like verbally arguing but really going at it. It was the best nun fight I have ever seen. Haha, yup thats what i dream about, battle of the nuns. Next time I promise a good entry, you can decide if its real or not. I'm off good bye Current Mood: who cares Current Music: 311 (Comment on this)
Monday, August 22nd, 2005
10:05 pm	big gulps huh guys? So cross country started today, it wasnt as bad as I had expected, I guess my summer training helped me a little. It was dissappointing to see that our team is going to be very small this year. The girls team is bigger than the boys. I've been running xc for 5 years and this is the first time thats happened. It will still be fun though, I'll make sure of that. I dont think anything else really happened today. I played soccer with dylan of course but I shouldnt even have to write that down if you know me. Oh yeah, I forgot to write about how I ran with dylans dad today. You would think that a 17 year old could own a 54 year old man in a 5 mile run, no. Dylans dad pushed me the whole way and still had the energy to have a full conversation through the entire run. I could talk back to him for the first 3 miles but after that I had trouble just keeping up with him. I also love his english accent. But yeah, thats all I can think of for now. Bye Bye Bye Current Mood: satisfactory Current Music: The Mars Volta-L'via L'viaquez (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 17th, 2005
1:03 am	water, high fructose corn syrup, tea(concentrated tea from tea leaves and natural tea essence), citric acid, sodium polyphosphates, phosphoric acid, sodium benzoate and potassium sorbate(to protect taste), natural lemon flavors. Thats what i just had to drink, interesting. I am so completely sick of running. It's not bad during the season when we race every week but to just train with nothing to test yourself for months is just driving me insane. I cant stand it. It takes so long to run now because my distance has been moving steadily up all summer. I ran 9 miles the other day and I thought that it would never end. But thats all I have to complain about now. Everything else has been alright. Hanging out with gordon and dylan always keeps it interesting. Ok I'm done bye Current Mood: calm Current Music: 311-dont you tread on me (Comment on this)
Saturday, August 13th, 2005
4:59 pm	Suds So there I was doing the dishes today. I had finished all of the hand washing shiz and began prepping the dishwasher. We were apparently out of dishwasher powdery detergent stuff, hmmm. "Well I'll just use regular dish soap in there because it should work the same". I realized how amazingly wrong I was as I entered my kitchen in search of suspicious noises I heard while watching some premier league soccer. There were thick soapy suds up to my knees covering the enitre kitchen. Well I guess it doesnt even come close to working the same. I couldnt even find my dog in it because there was so much. But looking on the bright side, the whole kitchen is very clean. Lesson learned-dish soap does NOT belong in the dishwashing machine. An honest mistake, my mom says I continue to amaze her with my jackassery. With that I bid you farewell. Current Mood: amused Current Music: CCR (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 10th, 2005
10:51 pm	What day is it? Well hello again children. So what to write about. Well as always I went to xc practice today. It was one of our first hard practices. We did a 2 1/2 mile tempo run on the track. By we I mean I did because everyone else gets to do easier work than I do except dylan who is hurt and not running. I ran the first 8 laps at the correct ball busting pace but lost it on the last 2. I need to work harder. Now for the only other thing I do apart from running, soccer. I miss the league I was kind of in. I guess a lot of players on the team didnt really like it but I loved playing. I still go out and shoot around every day but its not the same as playing an actual game. I can't wait to play indoor soccer, its going to be a while before that starts up though. Thats really all I do so no more to say, sorry. I hate myself more than I ever let on. I’m burned out at 22. I lived too fast and I loved too much and I’ll die too young, but I chose this cup that I drank from. Knew what I was getting into. But I couldn’t let out what I had to keep in. I’m ashamed of myself and unspeakable sins that I’ve committed and…. I’ve made mistakes but I’ll find my way. No explanation for the things I’ve failed at before. They can’t hold my hand. It just hurts to be a man. Through the tortures of the damned. If I only had an axe I’d sever the ties I’ve made with the world. Maybe I can be a stranger in a strange place If I start now, maybe I can be saved. If I only had a mask, I’d cover these bleeding eyes. They’re bloodshot now but they’ll be black by dawn. If I wake up now I can be pure again. Look at me now, I’m on the tracks with my back towards the last train leaving town. haha (Comment on this)
Saturday, August 6th, 2005
4:59 pm	I dont even know what day today is but I love it anyway. Its quite nice out so rather than sit here writing this gayness I'm going to get dylan and play some soccer. Then later tonight I shall go on a nice distance run. bye (Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 3rd, 2005
10:07 pm	Defeated and burned (Comment on this)
11:28 am	andtherowerskeeponrowingandtheyrecertainlynotshowinganysignsthattheyareslowing So we have a soccer game today. This one is a little more important to me than the others because last time we played this team I lost the game. The part that gets me is that we should never have lost to them. I'm going to try to play goal this game so I can show those kids whats up. This should be an interesting game though. What movie is the subject taken from? You're sitting there thinking your thoughts They are not about what is but what is not Current Mood: determined Current Music: CaKeEkAc (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, August 1st, 2005
9:28 pm	beautiful in its simplicity Today I didnt do a whole lot. I went running with dylan in that glorious storm, that was fun. I also played soccer with dylan today, that was also fun. I almost died when dylan was making fun of a girls soccer game that was going on at the field next to us. Good stuff. I woke up at 5:30 this morning and I have to wake up early again every day this week to take my sister to summerschool in the morning, GAY. Oh well. I suppose its best not to waste the day, although I never consider sleep a waste. Thats quite enough for today. A good day indeed. Laters Current Mood: amused Current Music: the good kind (Comment on this)
Friday, July 29th, 2005
11:10 pm	ouch! I got laid out today in the soccer game, there is a gigantic bump on my shin that hurts like the dickens. Thats pretty much my day. Ouch. Later (Comment on this)