A Life For Living And a Life for Learning

Yesterday, I went to the beach with Tim, and we saw this super cute girl, about my age, maybe a little younger. So, of course I went to talk to her. I say "Hey, maybe we can do something later." and she goes "I have summer work to do, so I can't." and I said "You actually do that useless crap?" then she shook her head and walked away. So, I got no answer. Apparently, girls actually care about school and actually waste their lives doing their work. PATHETIC!

It Feels Like Forever Ago.

It's been 6 years... 6 years since i've seen him. He left when I was 11. Charming, Funny and Handsome. Yet, vicious, angry and abusive when he had too much. Mom had had enough. She was tired of living behind closed doors, scared of what people might think. But, I looked up to him, for a strange reason. His strength, his fearlessness, he wasn't afraid to take out his anger and not keep it inside. Its been exactly 6 years since i've seen him. He left July 19, 2004. It feels like a lifetime. Maybe, sometime when I grow up, maybe we can all see him again. Angela, Tim and I.

All Work, No Play.

Last week, I got an actual job for the first time in my fifteen years. It was at the 99 Resturant. I was a bus-boy. Checking out all the chicks was the only perk to the job. So on Wednesday, I was cleaning up after this super hot Portugese girl. Before she left, I made sure to let her know that I was quite interested. I gave her my number and told her to give me a call. The next night, I got a call from her cell phone. I answered it, obviously! I said "hey, baby." Turns out, the hot "chick" turned out to be the resturant owners daughter. Oops! Needless to say, I was fired during that phone call. Thats the last time I get a job. I'd rather just steal my friends money!