Boo!

Hey everyone. Sorry for leaving without any notice. Guess I should've said something. Anyway...
I took a break form blogging since I had been feeling like absolute shit for the past week. But I enjoy the company of blog buddies and didn't want to be out for too long. So where was I? Let's see what's happened in the past week or so...

I got a message from Henry on Facebook. It was awfully interesting...


Guess what he was talking about? Yeah, I'm so good I can even get straight boys :P
The thing I noticed was how he was all "why not?" so it seemed like he didn't give a shit. But when I joked about it he kept serious because he really wanted an answer. So I guess he cares more than he wants to show. Thing is I haven't seen him since Saturday so I'll just have to wait for my chance next time we see.

What else has been going on? Oh right. Misha and Griffin broke up today. Griffin told her that he didn't think he was good enough for her and said that she deserved better than him. But honestly, Misha's out of EVERYONE'S league. I mean, she's talented, nice as hell, good looking, and she can kick serious ass with 4 different fighting styles. And I can say this when I don't even like girls!

And Misha really loved him. She said Griffin was having one of his mood-swing days where his emotions are on the rise. I call it... puberty. Either way, now she's upset and everything's a mess with them. But at least (according to their attitudes on Facebook) they're not all around miserable. Just fairly upset as any break-up would do.

Ugh... Straight people.

I'm getting more into more constructive ways to spend my time. I've been working on a peace-sign lamp I started in the Carpentry shop and wired in Electrical. I spent a whole night just rubbing it down with sand paper. Now I have it all set up to paint which I plan on doing on my extra long weekend.

I've also been drawing paper stick figures to interact with my bedroom. Some them include one Tarzan swinging on my light chain-switch , pole dancing on my radio antennae, and hanging on my TV shouting "Help! I'm slipping!"
(There's also two screwing behind my bookshelf. Don't tell mum!)

I left some in my classes today actually. I left one on my chair in English for the next class with his arms crossed and saying: "Go ahead. Sit on me. I DARE YOU!" I left one sitting at the edge of my desk in Latin, just enjoying the view of cute boys ;). And I left one in study laying on top of a computer with his chin on his hands. Below it was a word bubble saying, "What'cha readin'?" Read in a cute bored tone.

My arts and crafts may be slowed down since I recently bought Left 4 Dead 2 for my PC so much of my free time will be going towards that.

I think you're all up to date. Tomorrow is my last day of school before a 5 day weekend. Yes! No academics! Even better is after shop week I'll be in school for only another two days of academics before Thanksgiving break. So I'm only getting 4 academics days this whole month ^_^

Surely I will post again tomorrow. Good to be back :)

Live.

Stress

This school was just built for stress. I mean, not only do colleges expect more out of students from this particular school but it's just so much more fucking work, too! Honestly, you should see how many kids smoke in this school. The second parking lot may have been to fit more cars but there must be a reason why smoking is allowed in that lot too even though the school owns it.

I thought my headaches were just a side effect from the Concerta but I went a week without the meds and still came home from school with my head throbbing. My grades suck so I'm gonna have to hear about it from dad even though I already know everything he's gonna say and how I should have taken more steps to improve my grades but I just can't bring myself to do it when the day has just worn me out to the point where I stagger to Amy's car when the day is over.

I yell at my own shit for being too heavy and just throw it across the room. Sometimes I can't even get it off me I'm just so drained. I lay face down on my bed for endless minutes before I finally get up to eat something, in hopes for more energy. Nope. Not good enough.

Today I tell my shop teacher (today was carpentry) that I need to pick up my classwork for tomorrow from English and Math since I'm getting my ears checked out at the hospital that day. At 2:10 he tells me to go at 2:20. In ten minutes I forgot about it completely. Now I don't know what I'll need to make up and I just know I probably won't end up doing it anyway since I'm just so fucking trashed every god damned day!

I need to do something to relax myself. My head just wants to explode.

Live.

Um... Shit... No?

It wasn't something I'm proud of. And I don't know if I regret it. Did I like it? Everything but my brain tells me yes. I'll start form the beginning.


First off I want to say to my readers that I'm definitely over Nick now. I found out that just recently he got back together with another boy who he kept telling me while we were dating that he hated him. Obviously, he's just a slut. And a very bad one, too.

Now, this Saturday I decided to go to Eric's hangout anyway, even though Nick wasn't going to be there after we broke up. Surprisingly, along with a few others, Amanda was there as well. So I had good fun with them. At one point we even had a cake fight and took the two cakes we brought to this hangout at the park and hit each other in the faces.

At around 9:00, we were greeted by an old friend of ours named Henry. We went to middle school with him and him and I actually became pretty good friends. So it was good company to have him. Of course I hit on him though, even though I knew he was straight.

Nowadays Henry is a druggie, smoking weed when he gets the chance. And when he can't get weed, he'll take over-the-counter drugs like Tylenol or Advil since he discovered that a little extra dose of Ibuprofen will get you high. He asked me a couple times if I wanted to try it but I figure I'll stay clean.

We eventually went to Henry's house because he was gonna claim he had a headache to score some Ibuprofen. Me, Amanda, and Eric ended up in a three person hug against Henry's house. At one point I felt a bit of a touch between my legs. Eric. Was he doing what I think he was doing? Yet for some reason I didn't stop him. No one noticed anyway.

After about 10 minutes Henry wasn't coming back out so we up and left for CVS. When we got there I picked up a water and Amanda got some gummies for us to share. After those gummies I didn't feel so well, so I went to sit behind the store to be alone and ready to vomit. Though soon after I left, Eric followed. He sat down next to me.

"You okay?" He asked.
"Nah, I feel like shit."
"Something wrong?"
"Those life-savers. Not settling well."

There was a long awkward pause. And Eric obviously wanted something by the look in his eyes.

"If you're gonna grab my dick then grab my dick," I told him.
"Okay."

Amanda and our friend Adam were wandering too close so I stood up.
"Come on," I said. And I led him back behind a brick wall by the town High School.

10 minutes later...

"Eric," I said as I began to walk back towards our friends who were probably wondering where we were. "This never happened, okay?"

"Gotcha. Hey, why can't we go out?"
"I just wouldn't work."
"Well, could we be like... Friends with benefits?"
"I don't know."

"Hey," Eric asked after about 20 paces. "Was I... Good?"
"I don't know," I told him, starting to feel emotion overwhelm me.
"Well... Did I do it right? Did you like it?"
"I don't know!" I shouted at him. I felt bad for snapping at him just then, but not enough to apologize.

One last time, I said, "Remember, this NEVER happened."
"Okay."
"Not anyone. Not Amanda, not even the friend who you ca keep and secret with. Because you can't trust anyone with secrets. And they will know anyway which is enough."
"Got it," he said one last time.

Live.

(No Monday post. Not much happened. If you haven't already Friday's post is up and you can read it now.)

Friday Night Infection!

The most brutal of all parties! With the most brutal music! And the most BRUTAL....

"Hello! Welcome to Overworld!"

Red-headed drag queen? FUCK YES! Honestly, it was the best way to start the night. I got the lowdown form Mr... um, Miss.... Um... Alexi, and was sent upstairs.

"Now remember, try not to die. If you are bitten you will most likely become a zombie."

... No fucking way :D

And who was I first to meet? None other than Rita, Jen, and Bagel Boy Ian. And who else was that? Was it the beautiful blond Rex I hear about form Rita every single day? Yes, yes it was. First, he is about 5' 7" (170 cm for normal people), and does indeed have beautiful AND long straight blond hair. He is skinny as hell, and has a face that just screams evil... Yet hot.

But I even met some good old friends who I missed so very much but hadn't realized. First, Ian, the ex boyfriend who is completely not awkward to talk to now. Next, I saw my old friend Louise, the first and only lesbian I ever met. Poor her and another friend Jasmina broke up. They were so cute together! Next (and this I was probably most happy to see) was my close friend Shaira.

"Christian!" She was sitting on a table scattered with paint and makeup.
"Oh. My. God! Shaira!"

I ran up to her and gave her a nice long hug. Oh, *wipes tear* I don't like to get all emotional... *sniff* Okay I'm fine. We talked for a straight minute pretty much saying the exact same thing. "Oh my gosh I missed you so much. It's been forever. I love you SOOOO much!"

Me and Shaira go back to 7th grade. And we practically were inseparable friends by 8th. It was actually through her that I met Rita. And it was just the saddest thing when we parted ways last summer to head to our new schools. But we seem to both be doing just great. She even has a boyfriend now, too. (But wait, I thought she was Rita's husband?... Inside joke everyone.)

"Do I know you from somewhere?" I knew right away she did but I had that little bit of doubt in me as well. "I'm Kelsi."
I smiled. "Christian."
"Oh... My god. Christian?!" She gave me a tight squeeze. "I missed you so much!"

Me and Kelsi go back even farther than me and Shaira. We've been friends since before third grade. And we've been ever so close until she moved to a different school. We hadn't seen each other since January.

"Holy shit you've changed so much!" She said to me.
"I know, I'm sexy as shit now!" I joked back.
"You are!" Hey now. No hetero ;)
"You've changed a whole lot, too!" I said before we hugged again.

The role playing at this party was top-notch. There was:

Alexi the Red Headed Drag Queen: Basically the title says it all.
Top Hat: A real stickler for order and rules. Not everyone's favorite but he really adds to the theme.
Elf: Not really an elf at all. he just reminded me of one. He's a total badass with a mohawk and camouflage and green cargo combat clothing.
Dr. Samuel: An old friend of mine. He was just born to act. He's awfully nerdy but it's a very positive thing about him, it gives him the sort of ability to be such a convincing character. He led the zombie hunt and took hunters down a hall to save a maiden at the end while shooting the head off mindless badass freaks.

Wait a sec... did you say... ZOMBIE hunt?
"Make me a zombie," I said clearly to Dr. Sam.
"You want to be a zombie? Come with me."

I was given a shirt and sent to Shaira for a makeover. She does a fanTASTIC job with a paintbrush. My flesh looked rotting and infected (and cute). I was told to put makeup on my other eye to make it more noticeable, so I took a brush and made the effect of tears of blood... and very messy too ;)

"Hhaatrch!" *limp limp limp* "Sreeeeeaaaaah!" *click click* "Rah!" *falls*

Basically how it all went down. After a while though I got creative and hid in a recycling bin. During our waiting time before the next group of humans came in, we were making all sorts of weird animal sounds. So when it was my turn:

"Squeak squeak." *shot* "Gaaah!!"

A barrage of bullets came my way. But I was a smart thinker. I rammed into the bin several times before it finally tipped over.

"Gah! Dammit!" I yelled as I hit the ground. I crawled out and around the bin and ran down the hall, avoiding few bullets. When I was safe, ex boyfriend Ian and I teamed up and we attacked the hunting group, killing them all.

The game kept progressing with each team to the point where it was an all out war leading onto the dance floor. After the game got out of control, it was announced we would be having a game of capture the flag for the revolution. I, because of my Anarchy gloves, had no choice but to join my fellow "terrorists".

And if we won, we were promised an every day life ruled by a red-headed drag queen.

"And if that's not a reason to fight I don't know what is!" Alexi yelled.

The big bad government won in the end but it was incredible fun. But that wasn't the end of the night... We were all dancing and having fun when all of a sudden, Top Hat lunged a sword at our Red Headed Drag Queen Alexi.

"I challenge you to a duel!" Top Hat proclaimed as he pointed his sword at Alexi. Everyone knew what was about to go down. A total badass sword fight between two very interesting characters. Oh yeah... here it comes....

"Whaaaaaaaa!"

Guess not. *facepalm* Alexi ran around in circles away from Top Hat as he chased her with his prop sword. It was kind of a downer since I really wanted to watch this, but it was so funny it was just as good. Finally Top Hat caught Alexi and struck him/her. He then stood proudly over his fallen opponent and raised his sword in the air.

"I'm taking over this ship!" *cue awesome pirate victory music*

It was honestly the coolest party I had ever been to.

Live.

PS: Sorry this post was so late. I just finished it and I still have to write Saturdays post because it's very important. I just have to make it Blogger friendly.

Back Together?

It's raining outside... But if that's the case then why is the sun still blinding?


Jen had a secret she was keeping form me this morning. But she whispered it in Rita's ear, so I knew I was gonna hear it from her.

And guess who was right? Rita sat me down in homeroom and told me:

"Jen says Nick wants you back."
"After all that I said?"
"Yeah well, he said he still likes you and you were right that he should have more 'lust'."

Yeah. He wants me back even after that little argument. Of course I shouldn't take him back... But for some reason I'm still thinking about it. Because even though we don't work for each other at all, I somehow still feel something for him.

After all I for one believe in second chances. And he did say he would change; I pretty much told him everything about him that bothered me...

But I still don't feel enough of the way there to take him back yet. I mean he does lack in some positive qualities. For instance, breaking up through a text message, and hardly thinking about us as a couple more than just himself.

But I keep going back and forth on the positives and negatives! Grah!

I probably don't have more than the weekend to think about this now. But right now I have to head off to work and then get ready for the sweet sweet party. No time to think about Nick now. I'll make a post retelling tonight after work tomorrow afternoon.

Live.

I'm Single Again and Never Happier

Yeah... That's basically all there is to it. Why am I happy about the breakup? Because there were just so many things that I just didn't like about him. The only thing he still had was cute looks and a swishy attitude. Funny thing is he broke up with me over a text message. But I wasn't gonna be serious about it. Here:


Yeah. But you know I can't be happier now that he's gone. I know I never got to kiss him or anything but hey at least I can do whatever I want now. I can sit with my usual table at lunch, I can dance at parties, I can look at and flirt with other boys who will actually flirt back, and I don't have anyone I feel as if I have to please.

Only downer is now I'm not going to that hangout on Saturday since the only reason I was gonna go was for Nick. But at least there's still the Zombie/Steampunk Rave-stravaganza tomorrow which I am certainly looking more forward to.

Just to let you know, Nick is so bitter now while I keep laughing at the top of the world. I never told any of you this since I didn't want to be advised to dump him but I had a huge amount of reasons to kick him to the curb. But I didn't because it wasn't so bad that I couldn't stand him. But I'm glad he's out of my life now. The shackles are gone, and I can finally get back to my lovely life the way it used to be.

And tomorrow I finally get to meet Rex, the friend of Rita who I hear about practically every day from her! Along with just about every other person who I need to from her.

Yay! Live.

Flamboyant? Well Fuck You!

Sorry for the no-go yesterday. I don't know what it was but I just couldn't feel up to writing one. But there is a little something that happened I probably should mention.

So I am definitely going to the party Rita had mentioned before. Apparently it's a pretty big get-together in which the guests are encouraged to dress up in Steampunk style, or as a zombie. Odd combination, but cool! It's like a "Fable" Party. I'm pushing Nick to go with me but he's not all that sure. So now I have to break out the puppy dog eyes until he says yes ^_^

And Nick said there's going to be another Halloween hangout on Saturday. Of course I tesed and told him, "Gee I dunno, I'm not sure." So now I'm gonna let him think he has to go to the Steampunk party if I'm gonna go with him to the party on Saturday. Of course I'd still go on Saturday if he didn't come on Friday anyway but he doesn't know that yet. ;)


I need a haircut. It's growing out too long now and it's starting to flip out to the sides at my shoulders. And without my hat it's way too round and it sort of voids the endless minutes of straightening I do...

Something's up with the teachers all of a sudden. There's subs every other class all of a sudden. For the past few days the Chemistry, History, and Study classes of mine have had subs. And I have to talk to my History teacher about making up some work. Now I'll have no time! Grrr. Oh well, at least it won't be my fault if they never show up by the end of the term.

Damn! I left my sharpie pen at home! And I need it to satisfy my sudden obsession with zombies! Yeah... I've been drawing a lot in my art notebook lately. It's a shame I'll have to tear some pages out since it needs to be graded for some actual schoolwork I did in it (only 3 out of the 30+ things I drew in it were school related.)

"Christian!" Amy said when I got home from school. "Mum needs to talk to you."

Note: If it's anything else besides "Mum wants you", it's probably a bad thing.

"I've been hearing a lot of reports of you acting flamboyant around school."

Now of course I was outraged since as I'm sure I've said many times before, I am nowhere NEAR flamboyant in any way...

"What?"
"With your little boyfriend!" Well at least you're finally comfortable enough to call him my boyfriend... "And I've been hearing it from those two!" She pointed towards Kav and Amy who could probably hear but were in other rooms. "And they don't even share the same lunch with you!"
"Well, that's total bullshit!" I shouted back.
"And I've been getting things from your aunt Kat, that you've been swearing too much on your Facebook, which that's gotta stop. And I'm getting messages form your little cousin Chris asking if you're a homosexual. You really want him going to his mother, and then have her talk to your father and opening up that can of worms?" You've said this all before...
"Well--"
"You better fix this."

I stormed out of the room. It's obvious my words wouldn't change anything. I am in NO WAY flamboyant. But I guess a hug here and there with Nick is just too much for some people to handle, huh? And even if I was a bit swishy, why would it matter? Is it embarrassing? It's only as embarrassing as you make it, mom.

And I've had enough bitching from her about what I do an fucking Facebook! If she doesn't like what I put on there then fine. I removed and blocked every family member of mine who could read my Facebook. The only person I kept was Abby since she's like a best friend to me rather than just a sister. (By the way Abby Happy Birthday again!)

So no more dealing with the folks anymore.

I had to go to the doctor to get my hearing checked. Yeah, it's pretty bad. I listen to my Walkman with the volume on max and people think I'm crazy. Not to mention I have to say "What?" to every other person who tells me something.

And who would've guessed that I got the worst possible outcome? Apparently I probably have nerve damage. The actual hearing test said I was perfect but the device the doctor used couldn't sense nerve damage. So I'm heading up to the hospital in a month or so to get an official test.

Well, me and the family are off to celebrate Abby's birthday. See ya!

Live.