12/4/99- I'm bored. Bored, bored, bored. The highlight of my day today was playing football with a few of my friends. I killed them, of course, since we were playing tackle and I'm in 10th grade while they're in 8th, and small for 8th graders .
12/3/99- Bond. James Bond. Yeah, I just got back from seeing the movie for a second time. I probably wouldn't have gone, but it was the time for going out somewhere so I can at least say I have a social life. I figure if I go out once in a while I can say that.
You know what I didn't know? Girls don't like it when you say that they look good today (girls as in a couple of my friends that I talked to who are girls). They said that it implies that they don't look good everyday. Come on! I think that may be taking things a little too far. It's just a compliment. I guess from now on I'll say that they look good today, even more so than usual.
11/27/99- Heyo. Yep, I'm just so original. Well, Turkey Day was pretty good, I spent it stuffing myself and watching football. Later my brother, mom, and I went to see James Bond. It was pretty good, not the best Bond movie but definitely not the worst. I didn't like the new Bond chick, she was too air-headed and annoying. And they could have done a better job with the villain, I didn't like the actor who played him. But it was still above average for a 007 movie, which means it was well above average for a movie in general.
Well, I've already gotten my Christmas tree. The sad thing is that it will probably die before December 25, but I hope not. We're just letting it spread out right now before we decorate it.
Man, it's hard to believe that this little holiday is already mostly over. I mean, there's the rest of today (not much left) and tomorrow and then it's back to the daily grind untill Christmas Vacation.
11/24/99- Hey, yet again. I really need to think of something more interesting to open this up with, but once again I failed miserably. Oh well, so it goes.
Not much happened today, I got today off from school which was cool, and even cooler that the county just south of us didn't. So my friend called someone he knew that lives there and left a message on his answering machine gloating.
My brother and sister came home last night from college. One weird thing that's happening is that we're going to get a tree and decorate it while they're still here sometime this weekend. This just supports my theory that soon Christmas will be a six-month holiday, with people starting to celebrate it sometime in September and people ending in March. That should make that "Partridge in a Pear Tree" song interesting, eh?
11/21/99- Heyo. I'm kind of enjoying this weekend. Yesterday I had that party I was talking about, and that was fun. The only problem was that there were about ten or so people there, and I didn't know about five of them. I'm not my usual self around people I don't know. But it was still fun. We watched the Florida/Florida State game, it's a really big thing in Florida, and FSU won in an exciting game. At least it wasn't a blow-out. I was rooting for the Seminoles just because my brother goes to FSU.
Let's see, yesterday I also watched the Goodfellas and Goldeneye, 2 very good movies. If you're a fan of mobster movies you should definitely see the Goodfellas. Joe Pesci's voice is hilarious. "What, you calling me funny? What do you mean I'm funny? Am I clown? Am I here to amuse you?"
Oh yeah, and at the party we played manhunt, but Matt, Keith and I just walked around, kind of looking but more just talking about this show we all like, Mystery Science Theater 3000. All in all, a pretty good day.
11/19/99- Hey. It's Friday, but it sure doesn't feel like it. Man, I feel like an idiot. Pretty much everyday I try to talk to this girl I like, and I guess I haven't been sounding like a complete ignoramus because she invited me to her 16th birthday party tomorrow. Well, today I tried my usual effort, but I ended up sounding like a complete idiot to myself. Now, I usually sound pretty stupid (my sense of humor is funny, but generally only to me; no-one else really gets it), but today even I could tell it. Oh well. Not much I can do now.
I got an A on my math test, which is definitely a good thing. That means that for progress reports I have an A average, if just barely. In English my teacher moved us into groups of 4 as opposed to pairs. Now I'm sure I've told you about Michael Moore, the extremely annoying kid. He used to sit behind me (not my choice) and the way the desks were arranged, he would have sat right next to me. Pretty much not a situation I would love the heck out of. Thank goodness, though, that the teacher only said to sit in the general vicinity of, so I just moved to a different table with three of my other friends, Brett, George, and Anwar. Spanish was, as always, a time to sleep. We took a test, I finished in about three or four minutes, and then I fell asleep. Then we did some bookwork. It's weird, even with my falling asleep every so often, on my way out she thanked me for being such a wonderful student. Very odd.
Um...I guess that's about it. I'll update later, hopefully.
11/13/99- Heyo. Today is Saturday. I had a math team competition thingy today, so I got up at seven thirty, rode my bike to school, and went to Indian River Community College and competed. I got the lowest score out of my team, but then again I'm not the absolute greatest in math. Still thought that I'd do better than get 14 out of 50. Pretty stupid, really.
The highlight of the day, though, was the team part. There was a shortage of teams and since Vero Beach had about ten other people, we made two extra teams. Our team name, as opposed to the usual Vero Beach High School Team 1 or so on, -the Walnuts. And the best part was that we got one question right, so the person there read our name out loud. Gotta take pleasure in the simple things, man.
Anyway, after I got back I went to my friend John's house. We just fooled around playing video games all afternoon. We usually end up trash-talking each other through the cartoon characters; for example this turtle on some racing game called Diddy Kong's Racing turned into a foul-mouthed little egotist. And the alligator was the "crankiest mofo this side of Louisiana". Simple things, simple things.
Oh, yeah, yesterday in basketball class, my lip got busted while I was playing. I got the rebound and pivoted when this kid comes flying at me through the air, where his knee smacks into my lip. I had to sit out a few minutes to wait for it to stop bleeding, but then I played a little bit more. Man, it sure looks unsightly now, though.
11/11/99- Hey. It's Veteran's Day, and for some reason I got the day off of school today, on Thursday, but I have to go back tomorrow on Friday. A bit odd.
Anyway, not a whole lot happening right now. I've just been fooling around with my friends all today, and got a haircut. The stupid barber cut this mole I have on the back of my neck, and then she lectured me about how I should tell people that it's back there so it won't happen again. Good grief! She's the one who cut it, it's visible (I can see it in the mirror) and if you're a barber you should be a little careful with shaving clippers anyway. I didn't even mind that she knicked it, but that was some nerve she had to blame it on me. She can't even comb my hair right, I always have to do that at home.
Man, if you pay attention to U.S. politics and are in favor of George W. Bush, I've got to say that you seem pretty stupid to me. The guy, who went to Yale, actually said, and I quote, "The American people is supportive of me." Now, I'm sorry, but I know I don't want my president to not be able to use the verb "to be". The American people is?! What an idiot! And of course there's the interview he had with a Boston TV reporter where he failed to name four foreign leaders. Sure, I couldn't have named them, but as the reporter pointed out, I'm not running for President, am I? Oh, and I noticed that at the end of the interview, where he's trying to save what dignity he has left, he said "But that truth of the matter is you is-are". Once again with the "is" slip, even though this time he at least corrected himself. Although you really shouldn't need to. I'm 15 years old and I can at least speak some English correctly!
11/7/99- Hey yet again. This weekend was pretty boring, I spent most of it playing a skateboarding video game with my friend Kelly. Man, those Playstation buttons will leave your thumbs sore! My friend John went to a concert today, the Buzz Bake Sale. I don't know how good it was, but it only looked okay to me. I liked a couple of the bands that they had, but I don't like Kid Rock at all or most of the other ones. I hope he had fun, though.
Once again, I've waited till the last moment to do my homework. I swear, procastination's my middle name. There's this really big project in English due sometime in December; I'm sure I'll ignore that one for a while, too. I'm going to finish my math worksheets right after I update this, I promise! Not that you'd care.
There was this really big football game, the one we had a pep rally for, on Friday. Well, we lost, 41-10. And we're supposed to be a good team, too (not that I would know, I've been to one game in two years of high school), so I guess the other team is really good. It was funny, we're still in the playoffs, but the principal was making a big deal about the game, saying stuff like it was a must-win. That's one of the reasons why I don't care for him. Gosh, that and the never-ending "It's Great to be a Fighting Indian!"s. If you heard that at least once a day, you'd probably agree with me that it's really, really hard to put up with fighting indians. Really, what's with the fighting indians in the first place? Isn't that a little bit racist? It's degrading to Native Americans. And why do they have to be fighting? I'd rather run away or roll over and play dead than contribute to school violence, I'll tell you that much.
11/5/99- Heyo. Not much happening, still. Pretty boring, really.
Man, in basketball class I was doing really well for a while. A funny thing happened. I'm a sophomore, and at my school there's a seperate building for the freshman while sophomores, juniors, and seniors go to the main campus. Anyway, there was this one kid in my class who I had thought was a sophomore, because he's about three inches shorter than me. I found out today that he was a senior; I think that a lot of seniors are vertically challenged. Anyway, he, like quite a few other people I know from that class, has a really bad attitude and likes to trash talk. Normally I make fun of them when I do something good by running around and shouting, sort of exaggerating what they do and rubbing it in their faces. Not today, however. I was just playing basketball, and when I missed this one shot, the kid says "That was some of the ugliest shit I've ever seen." Now, for one thing I was just kind of fooling around because I'd been doing so well, for another thing I was fouled pretty hard but didn't call it, and yet another thing who was he to talk about how I was playing? He made about three shots the entire day, and I can almost always stop him. I think he was just acting jealous. What a great guy (heavy sarcasm there).
Today we had a pep rally for tonight's football game. It's a playoff game or something, I don't really care that much. Anyway, for some reason the principal said that it was optional, or something about how people with spirit and thinking of the school before themselves would all show up and cheer their team up. Needless to say, a couple of my friends and I just walked around the school upstairs. It was actually pretty fun.
11/1/99- I'm just updating because I probably should and it beats doing homework.
Halloween has come and gone, quieter than ever this time. I've got tons of candy, and I didn't even go trick or treating! It's left over from the 7 or 8 people who came. That's it. I still put on some horns when I gave out candy, just because. Still, more people than last year. There was one.
10/30/99- Guess what I did last night? I went to Halloween Horror Nights IX at Universal Studios. And boy, it was cool! I got scared by people jumping out at me a lot. And they did it everywhere, too. In the haunted mazes, in line for the haunted mazes, sitting down eating, walking around looking at those cool maps that they have for theme parks, everywhere but the restrooms.
Well, not much else to say. I think I'm going to add something on to my web-page right now. I'll put it under the My Thoughts section. Toodles.
10/28/99- See, I told you I'd be back again.
Not much happened today. My friends and I wondered why we haven't done anything such as go to the movies or the mall or anything like that in a while. We talked about doing something this weekend, but like we're going to actually do it. Procastinate is our middle names. Actually, we call ourselves the Do-Nothing Bums, and my middle name is Alan. And Anwar's is Ali, and John's is Michael, I'm not sure about Keith's, and Cara's is Louise.
You know what I hate? This kid in my gym class who I don't really know and is a bit different got a bag of chips stolen in the locker room. I was walking towards the door and was walking past him when I see this jerk in front of me take the chips and put them in his pocket while the guy's back is turned. I told the kid that someone took his chips, but the jerk didn't give them back. I would have done something else, but the jerk was one of those type of people who seem to like to get in fights, and I had nothing to gain by confronting him. I'm doing too well in school to be suspended and I'd likely have lost anyway. Despite those facts I still felt like I should have done more. Another thing that makes me mad is this kid named Michael Moore. I know that none of my friends like him, in fact, we all vehemently hate him. For a while he kept following George, one of my friends around ALL the time. I would feel sorry for him because I guess he didn't have any real friends, but everytime I started to feel a little bit of pity he'd do something stupid and I'd hate him again. For instance, I saw him at Homecoming, which was fine, and he was with a couple of girls, also fine. The next day, though, he was bragging to Brett that he had "touched their butts". Ok, not only is he obviously lying or sadly mistaken, but that's just a jackass type of thing to brag about anyway. I seriously think that it might have been a bet or a dare for the girls to go with him. I would feel sorry for him about that, but like I said, the remark about touching their butts ticked me off.
Oh, it was awesome in History. The girl I like sits next to me now, which is great, and we were watching a video about Rome. Videos in History are great because we don't actually have to do anything but answer a question sheet. Anyway, it was about 20 below zero in that room, which it always is (I think that it's colder in there than it is outside in mid-winter here in Florida). Jessica was wearing a fleece sweater and was flapping her sleeve around hitting me, probably because she was bored. So I grabbed her sleeve, and she started flapping the other one. I grabbed that one, then tied them together. We spent about 45 minutes just fooling around like that. Best part of the day.
10/27/99- This time I have a good excuse! My computer crashed a little over a month ago and I just got it back this weekend. I've been trying to get some things back on it, and I'm just about up to date. Last time, I promise.
Well, it's been kind of fun for the past month or so. I ended up getting good grades on my report card and we had Homecoming last Saturday. It was supposed to be the week before but a hurricane cancelled it. It was pretty funny, really, no-one thought it would amount to anything but it hit south Florida worse than Floyd did. I think that's because everyone is so used to the media and press exaggerating every single storm cloud that comes close that no one takes it seriously anymore. Anyway, Homecoming was pretty cool. I went to the dance with my friend Anwar and met up with some other friends there. Keith and I started a hokey white guy dancing club (by the way, Keith, I am the master of hokiness! So just...step off!) Step off, so you're not completely confused, is a new saying I've adopted. My friend Brett and I are always poking fun at each other in English and come up with some pretty funny stuff. You've got to say it right, though, and do this cool hand motion that's hard to describe...Oh well. Anyway, I asked this girl if she would go to Homecoming with me, which is a hell of a lot harder than it sounds, believe me!, but she went with one of her other friends (who'd I've had sworn I'd met before, but I can't remember where). I saw her there and danced with her, so that was ok. Hehe, Keith and I started a mini-mosh pit during "Faith" by Limp Bizkit because we saw some other people start one earlier, and we kept it up for about two slow songs afterwards. Hokiness strikes again! Faith is one of the only two songs I like by Limp Bizkit, and that's mostly only because of the beginning, but it was mostly a joke.
Speaking of music, I've got a new favorite band, Everclear, which kicks. I have two of their CDs and plan to get their first one.
Man, I think the stairs at my high school are lethal. I've tripped, stumbled, or fell 6 times already this year. I should probably pay more attention when I'm walking, but today I tripped because I was getting pretzels out of my bag. I surpassed my friend John in this; he used to have the lead with 3, but I'm ahead (unfortunately) now. From now on, I vow not to trip anymore.
9/19/99- Ok, I admit it. I'm incredibly lazy. I haven't even bothered to look at my web-page in about a month, much less update it. But I'm back (for today, at least), and you can enjoy my update for another month while waiting for me to stop being lazy.
Wow, so much has happened lately. School has been decent, I've been getting B's and A's in all my classes. Oh wow, my Spanish class is ridiculously easy. I'm in Spanish II, and we've been in that class for about a month now. We're not only still reviewing Spanish I stuff, but we just now finished time. Time! Come on! At first I really dreaded that class, because although all we do is repeat Spanish words, talk (a lot!), take notes (occassionally), and take practice tests (to prepare us for the "real" tests), it lasts for ever and the only people I sat next to were 2 girls who were alright but I didn't know, a bunch of incredibly air-headed girls and this junior who was constantly, and I do mean constantly, flirting with them. Now, at least, she changed the seats around so I sit next to my friend Jeremy, which is cool because he's really funny.
I like my English teacher, Mrs. Jacoby, and my math teacher is the same as last year, which is cool. I'm in the smart class, Algebra II Competition, although half the people in the class don't compete, including me. My favorite class is probably basketball, because all we ever do is play pick-up games. The only problem is a few hot-headed jerks who think that they're better than everyone else. Just last Friday I almost got in a fight with this one kid who just got ticked off all of a sudden. The only reason I can think of why he would be mad is because I was doing really well and he wasn't. I suppose normally he is, or at least thinks he is, good, and was mad because I was whooping him up. He started bumping into me and so on in the middle of playing, and doing that shoulder bumping thing. You know, where you're walking one way and he's walking the other, and he hits you with his shoulder in passing. Anyway, I started bumping into on defense when he tried to dribble around me (probably was a foul in a real game, but this was closer to just a street game), and he got really ticked off and shoved me. Oh, he made one shot on me and yelled something to the effect of "Yeah! That's right! Get off me!". My response: I held up one finger, and said, "One. Don't get too excited now," real sarcastically. Later after I made a shot on him (being fouled badly, I might add), he left and sat on the bleachers. The last thing I heard from him was when I missed a jump-shot (seriously, for about the first time all day) and he yelled "You suck!". You know you've won when the other person resorts to yelling insults at you while he's sitting out.
Anyway, that just hit a nerve. It gets to me when people act like real jerks for no reason. The other classes I have are Chemistry, pretty tough so far and likely to get tougher, and History, same story.
I'm feeling for all the people on the east coast who are being affected by Hurricane Floyd. I live on the Atlantic coast of Florida and got lucky when it passed us by. We've seriously had afternoon thunderstorms that have been worse. One thing that I find interesting is that Floyd will go in the history books. I don't want to know how it feels to be hit hard by anything named "Floyd". I think that they should start going all the way through the alphabet instead of starting over each year. And Hurricane Gert? Come on!
Well, I suppose that's it. About the long break in between updates, I promise it will never, eh-eh-eh-eh-EVER happen again (have to be a Jericho fan to get that one)! Or maybe it will.
8/4/99- You know what really makes me mad right now? The media. I'm going to get a few things off my chest now. Ok, the first thing that peeves me right now is the headline I saw on the front page this morning reading "Sunscreen may increase risk of skin cancer." However, the first paragraph explains that "people using stronger sunscreens don't feel the effects of sunburn as quickly and spend more time outside, which increases the risk of skin cancer." Ok, the headline makes it sound as if putting on sunscreen actually causes skin cancer, and the whole article is ridiculous because if you're intelligent and worried about skin cancer, you should know that of course sunscreen doesn't protect you from cancer. Its makers never claimed that it did. The press is just trying to find an exposing story where there isn't and printing misleading headlines, and I resent it. Another thing that bothers me is an article on the electric chair being too "cruel" and inhumane. Some lawyers are saying that "the mouthpiece pushing up against his nostrils caused him pain, resulted in the nose bleed and suffocated him before electricity was sent to his body." Pardon me, but good! The guy killed some people; he deserves to suffer before he dies. I'm sure he didn't worry about his victims' comfort before he killed them.
Sorry about the unusual subject, but it just really made me mad. One other thing that makes me mad is that the Orlando Magic traded Nick Anderson. What were they thinking?! Now I'm going to hate watching their basketball games. Man.
8/3/99- (I think I've got it now)- I've chaned my random link thing on the main page. Now it's to the crocodile hunter. You know, I have not really thought about anything deeply lately. I think that it's time I used my brain seriously for a bit. That is, not necessarily seriously, but really used it for something. I've just been so bored and it's easiest to just sit around when you're bored. I think I'll add something to my thoughts section. It's worth a shot.
7/30/99 (Still not sure)- Why am I updating today? My friend John made me. Thank you and good-night.
7/27/99 (I think)- Well, it's that time of Summer. I have no idea what the date is, and I'm looking forward to school. At least it will be something to do.
All my friends but two are at band camp, and one of them is never home. I'll probably end up going to John's house and playing video games again.
Stupid me, I somehow got myself roped into mowing my friend's lawn while his family's gone. I mean, I can barely get around to mowing my own yard. The only positive thing I can get out of this is that I'll get money, but his dad is a real jerk, so who knows how that will go.
The highlight of my day is actually reruns of shows in syndication like the Simpsons and Seinfeld. Sigh.
I've tried to organize things like going to the beach and so on with my friends, but when they're here they're impossible to do things with. We never agree on anything together, and a few of them won't go unless nearly everyone is going. Sigh again. Although I can't really talk, I just sit at home all day.
Well, I guess that's it. I just want to thank everyone who's been on my web-page and liked it, and I'll thank you personally if you send me an e-mail or sign my guestbook, that's what they're there for. Oh, and I've heard of a really good band called Me and Jeremy. Check them out at their website. They're really cool.
7/13/99- Wow, it's been a while. I have an excuse, though. I was on a long, 4-week vacation to the Northwest, like California, Oregon, Washington, and a little bit of Canada. And besides that I've just been lazy.
My new favorite movie is Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me. I've become the world's biggest Dr. Evil fan. The Jerry Springer bit at the beginning of the show was the best. And I've got what I think are the lyrics to his "Just the Two of Us" song. They're pretty close, at any rate.
So far Summer's been pretty predictable. Boring and blazing hot in the days, Boring and blazing hot at night. I've retreated to my favorite cable station, Comedy Central, to survive.
Also, I've brought back the CLAW part of my web-page. I'm sure everyone will be happy to know this and will be celebrating shortly. Of course with CLAW back, that means a fast from fried chicken. It also means that the CLAW survey is back! That's right, go cast your vote now to support (or not support) that infamous group of chickens.
I guess that's it. I'll be doing more updates every other day or so for quite a while, and don't expect anymore long trips. Toodles.
6/1/99- Final Exams are this week. Tomorrow I have Spanish and PE; those shouldn't be too difficult. The real trouble starts the next day when I have Biology and English, but I'm ready for those. Then I have Business and Math.
I've been sick the last week with a sinus infection. Last weekend, though, I had a great time. First on Friday I went to see the Star Wars movie, about time, I might add, with a bunch of friends. On Saturday I just went to the mall with about three other people. We went to get our picture taken in a picture booth, and there were two girls already in it. While we were waiting, we looked at the screen that's on the outside of the booth and shows the picture that was just taken. Anyway, in the picture the two girls were kissing! That kind of caught us by suprise.
The next night, Sunday, I went bowling with about eight friends. We were fooling around a lot, like sliding when we bowled and trying to do behind the back stuff, and the group next to us got mad and told us to stop as we were distracting them. That I can understand, and we toned it down. But then we got angry when we heard a guy over there say, "These kids need to f***ing straighten out." Ok, now in the first place, who is this guy to judge us and tell us we need to "straighten out"? Does he think that because we goof off in a bowling alley we're crooked? Second off, it's a tad ironic that he would use profanity to say that we need to improve our behavior. Now I hear that word nearly every day, but I sure don't go around saying f*** this and f*** that. It seems to me that swearing would be a sign of someone needing to straighten out himself.
Anyway, after they left we had fun again, and found a little eight-pound ball which we named Bill Wiggles. My friend Matt bowled about four strikes in a row with Bill.
Oops, I had better start studying for exams. I just wanted to update since I hadn't done that in a while.
