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Alexandre Dumas wrote "The Three Musketeers" in the 1800s...or the 1600s...0r maybe 1700s...a long froggin' time ago, I know that. But yeah, after a helluva long tryout period, the parts have been chosen, and upon looking at the cast list, I can't help but be disappointed.
For what seems like forever ago, I tried out to be "Mr. Green" in "Clue." Yes, I'm changing the subject slightly, but I thought "Mr. Green" would be a fun role, and it still is, but my good friend Justin took it. He's a fun guy, and has now had experience in playing a really large role. I think his memory is a lot better than mine, too. I'd be afraid of having to memorize so many lines. In "Clue," I got the part of "Mr. Boddy," who is a slimy snobbish fellow who turns out to be quite the bitch. I'm happy with the role, but I'm still afraid that I won't be able to do anything with it since the silly people behind the whole opperation didn't bother to get the rights first. And instead of waiting to get the rights, we might just go ahead and kill our chances and abort the play. This sickens me that it makes some people happy, because it's sad. But I guess it's not as sad as having to be the people who enjoy seeing others suffer. But it's also sad that some people have been expecting it to fail from the beginning. The only thing I have really been worried about has been the set because the set seems ridiculous, even though it is claimed to be really easy. But with the rights issue...I guess I had just assumed that we would be able to go forth with the show. We'll see about that. My hopes are high.
Moving on, tryouts for "The Three Musketeers" have been going on for about a week. Finding out our roles have been what a lot of us have been looking forward to. I've been talking a lot about who I could be, because there are so many roles, and I admitted to wanting a bigger part rather than a couple smaller roles. I got Aramis. He's a musketeer, making him a title character...because he's one of the three...but, I just can't help but be disappointed. D'Artagnan was my desired role, and my tryout was maybe too laid-back because I was too comfortable up there. I'm not nervous anymore! I should have been...and I would have been if I had known I wasn't going to make it. But if I had known I wasn't going to make it...would I have tried out at all? Would I still put myself through this embarrassment?
Not only did I lose to Zak (and losing to Zak isn't a bad thing), but I lost to someone else...on a whole other level. Zak had a really good audition, and he deserves the role, he looks the part, and it doesn't take a lot of acting. And my theory is "get 'em while they're young," so maybe Zak can use this role to become good and get better parts in the future. I just think it's surprising that acting isn't really his desired career and he's still in the class. Oh well, I liked that I had competition, and you gotta lose some to win some.
But...Chelsey is student director. I'm assistant student director. I kind of hate myself.
Maybe I really don't understand what student director was. Supposedly, Chelsey tried out to be the student director? I don't understand that...or I would have...but I don't even believe it in the first place. I hate to complain that one of my friends got student director over me, but she really didn't want this play. She wanted "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory." Or maybe she just didn't want "The Three Musketeers," I don't know. But it made me even angrier that she was allowed to assume that she got student director. I'm jealous, I'll admit it. I don't understand. She could say "I knew I'd get it" without feeling cocky.
I'm quite lost. I'd like to just assume that I truly suck and move on...but I still feel so lost.
The following is my high school career:
Freshman - "Deadeye" in the short play: "Gunpowder."
Sophmore - "The Bishop of Hereford" and "Eadom" (a bartender...of which I had to look up the name just now) in the epic: "Robin Hood."
Junior - "Randolf" and a couple dancers in the musical: "Bye Bye Birdie."
Senior - "Rolf" and "Herr Zeller" in the epic musical: "The Sound of Music."
"Mr. Boddy" in an adapted-from-a-screenplay by Mary, but I don't know if I can count this role, but: "Clue."
"Aramis" in the hopefully-epic-to-be: "The Three Musketeers."
Well...now I have to look up and look ahead. I have to be happy for the people who I love. I have to be excited for myself. And I have to look forward to not only "The Three Musketeers," but also, hopefully, "Clue," and then...the end of my high school career altogether. And onto something bigger and better. It can only get better from here, that's my attitude, and that's the right attitude. Always.
Aramis is still a pretty sweet part. I get to sword fight. It turns out that it was either sword fighting or monologing as Richelieu. That part could have been like Jafar...but I'm directing, bitches, and I'll figure out how to control the lighting, and that part (as will everyone's) will be sweet. This play will truly be a ride. A fun fun fun fun ride. I'm excited. Full steam ahead.
This is Chris *signing off*
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| Into the Quiz |
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Name
We’ll say Topher. And you?
Sex
Absolutely...absolutely male.
Age
Eighteen.
Hair Color
Brown turned blonde.
Eye Color
Hazelish green.
Height
5'7’’ ... p.m.
Your Heritage
Half English...quarter Italian...and some other stuff like German.
Siblings
I’m the older of 2 sisters.
Your Best Friend
If you have to ask yourself, then you’re my best friend.
Single Or Taken
*sigh* Singular.
Do You Do Drugs
No.
Do You Drink
Nut uh.
Favorite..
Color
I’m gonna be wild and say yellow.
Food
Italian. Chinese. In one night.
Boy Name
Mel Gibson
Girl Name
Natalie...*five minutes later* Ask me again.
Animal
Dog, Flamingo, pet tiger.
Sport
Basketball (most fun to watch, best video games), football (best sports movies).
Have You Ever...
Smoked
No.
Skinny Dipped
I have.
Seen Your Crush Naked
I wish.
Lied
Technically.
Fallen For Your Best Friend
No...I wouldn’t recommend that.
Been Rejected
Come to think of it...no. Ask me again after prom.
Rejected Someone
No...haven’t really had a good chance to. Laugh out loud.
Done Something You Regret
No regrets.
Current..
Clothes
Stylish leather jacket, bitchin’ sunglasses, tight silk shirt, leather gloves, and a man scarf. It’s winter time.
Music
Instrumental film soundtracks (John Williams, Danny Elfman, Robert Rodriguez)
Smell
Something dirty. Haha, I guess you could take that several ways.
Fav. Band
Coheed and Cambria at the moment...*deletes it from ‘Current Music’ above*
Desktop Picture
Batman Begins
Annoyance
Unable to stay out as late as I want...isn’t as bad as an annoying sister.
Are You..
Understanding
For the most part.
Open-Minded
Quite.
Interesting
You’d say so.
Random
I’d say so.
Moody
No, not really.
Organized
Sufficiently.
Shy
Quiet...sometimes.
Difficult
If I need to be. Haha.
Attractive
I couldn’t say...
Obsessed
I’d admit to having an obsession with movies.
Opposite Sex..
What Do You Notice First
From afar, hair. Eyes, when talking. Then ass and legs are next.
Best Eye Color
Light blue...or light anything.
Best Hair Color
Blonde. Then brunette.
Short Or Long Hair
If you can pull off short hair (not boy-short, please), you’re amazing.
Best Height
Just shorter than me.
Best Weight
Doesn’t matter.
Best Clothing Style
Sexy. Sophisticated.
Just Some Last Questions..
Last Movie You Have Seen At The Theatre
It’s been awhile, so I’ll just say Harry Potter 4.
Fav. Cartoon
Family Guy is pretty hilarious.
What Did You Have For Breakfast
Pop-tart...on the go.
Could You Live Without Your Computer
I can’t imagine.
Do You Dye Your Hair
Hey, yes, I have!
Who Makes You Laugh The Most
My friends...my self... and television sitcoms, that’s who.
Do You Wish You Were Younger
No, and I don’t wish I was older, either.
Do You Have Any Crushes
Everyday.
Do You Like Highschool
The social aspect of it, yes.
Do You Want To Get Married
Very much so.
What Are Your Thoughts On Love
You gotta love to be loved. You gotta love. Need a sign? Here’s one.
Number Of Times Your Heart Has Been Broken
There’s been a couple not-so-obvious times. Let’s not count on those, okay?
Do You Get Along With Your Parents
For the most part.
Do You Cuss
Fuck no. Seriously.
Do You Ever Wish You Had Another Name
No...but I’m now wondering how different people’s lives would be if they lived under a different name. Maybe our names are like a culture or something. Chris is a pretty cool name.
Number Of Close Friends
Around the ish of 5. I’m lucky, though.
Have You Ever Had A Crush On A Teacher
Is your mom a teacher?
Have Any Tatoos
No, tattoos are pretty gross.
Do You Have A Secret People Would Be Surprised By
No secrets. At least none that’d be surprising thus far in life.
Are You A Virgin
Everyday.
What Theme Does Your Room Have
I wish I could have, like, movie posters, and life-size cutouts of the coolest characters, but right now the theme is...unknown.
How Do You Feel Right Now
Well, I’m doing quizzes, that’s gotta say something.
Whats One Of Your Bad Qualities
Maybe being overly confident in most of what I do.
Whats One Of Your Good Qualities
I’ve been told that I’m easy to talk to...and a good listener.
Last Time You Cried In School
Never had the chance.
For Or Against Long Distance Relationships
I’m for them if people have been together for years. But I’m against long-distance relationships having to last years. Years, plural.
Ever Cried Over The Opposite Sex
I would...but haven’t.
Do You Believe In Love At First Sight
“Lust at first sight,” good answer, Casey. I’m pretty much typing over her answers.
Favorite Thing In Your Room
Body length pillow.
Your Nickname(s)
ChrisLo, Crease, Cristobal, Topher
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Today was a quiet and a cool day. And really, that's all you can ask out of school. I like going to school to see friends, and it's all better than hanging out at home...with nothing to do. I'll admit that. I'd rather get up in the morning than not, wouldn't you? Sleeping's fun...but only while sleeping. I don't like having to go to bed or having to get up. But I'd rather get up than not. I hope that makes sense, because I'm moving on.
Sixth hour, we read some of "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory." Yep, we're considering that for our next play. "The Sound of Music" is over, it was amazing, and now we're looking for our next challenge. I picture "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" with amazing sets built out of plastic and with curves all over the place and large spinning things that would give off the illusion of machinery. If we could pull it off, it would be amazing...and that's what I was thinking before...before...reading the script.
The script is basically one monologue after another...no climactic scenes of Charlie receiving the golden ticket...no miraculous introduction to the famed Willy Wonka...and no music. This isn't the musical we loved as children...that is and was known as "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory." Without the music...the play comes out to 47 pages long. A 47-page script isn't what it may seem...the estimated duration on stage for one page is one minute. And no, that doesn't include the extra "stage directions," but I can't imagine that filling any extra time. The performance simply couldn't be the magic that everyone would expect. We can't have someone sucked into a tube...out of a chocolate river. We can't have someone blown up into a giant blueberry. But...no matter...it would have been a challenge, and I was and am willing to accept the challenge.
Our other choices were for "The Sting" and "The Three Musketeers." "The Three Musketeers" would be an action adventure filled with humor...and "The Sting" would be a performance-based gangster drama. My vote was for "The Sting."
But then I talked to Chelsey...we had just finished reading the first half (basically) of "Charlie," and I went up to her and the girls sitting around her...and asked "So what's the vote?"
She pretty much told me that I could have assumed what her vote was and then told me to go away.
Yeah, thanks...I'm to assume that even though this was the first time reading "Charlie" that your vote wasn't gonna change. It pretty much sounds like she wanted "Charlie" and that's all there is to it. I'm to assume this. Well...I did assume it, but telling me to go away like that was pretty bitchy, and she's gotta admit that.
Off the topic of Chelsey, and onto the topic of "Charlie" versus "Musketeers," which is pretty much what it's lookin' like right now...I don't really understand people as well as I thought I did. It's not that people want "Charlie," it's that people don't want "Musketeers." They're afraid that there aren't enough female parts and that they just won't get to do anything...so they're settling for an Oompa-Loompa.
I'll admit, my vote was for "The Sting," and I would have loved to do "The Sting," but this was weeks ago, ladies and gentlemen. "The Sting" is a thing of the past and I have to get over the fact that there aren't enough people who want to do that play. I was more interested in seeing how much people were really excited for "The Three Musketeers." So that's when my vote changed...and that is why my vote changed. People were, for once, really excited about doing "The Three Musketeers."
I was shocked and quite surprised that there were so many people who voted for "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" today. So that's why I need to get this out and talk about it.
So what I don't understand is how a vote for "Charlie" could come out. I can't imagine anybody is really excited about doing that as a play. We just finished "The Sound of Music" where the people who won the roles had to play children. The biggest roles in this play are also children, and Willy Wonka is none other than a man. He's the coolest character (or could be), but...why do that when so many other people could have parts in "Musketeers?" And that play would be so much fun!! It'd be going back to the days of "Robin Hood" and "The Princess Bride," I would imagine (even though the stories are very much different).
All I'm saying, is that instead of being a cynic your whole life, think about others and what they want. Not only will you feel better about yourself, but your life will be more of a party. People who want "Musketeers," such and myself who got caught in the hype because people such as Justin are really excited about it. We are really excited to get to be a part of the action and be inventive with characters with really great lines. "The Three Musketeers" could bring in a big crowd, and we could always be having fun with it. "Charlie" would be less than an hour long (or just a little over), but think about how many times we'd have to go over that! And not only would it get repetitive, but the set building...that would take up most of our time. And it'd be hell.
I don't understand some people. Why can't people be happy for others and get excited because others are excited? Seriously...you'll live longer. Instead of being selfish and wanting only what you and your friends want, go with the majority. No...don't go with the majority...don't go 'with the flow'...go with the excitement...and with what's right. Go with what's fun!
Author's Note: Now, I know this doesn't really concern most (or any) of whom is reading this...but maybe you got the main theme I'm tryin to get across here. That's the point of all of my entries...haha...or my initial goal...for others to learn something.
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| Do our Moods Affect our Memories? |
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Here we go, first entry of the year...
I think that our moods affect our memories. Like, last night I went to a party at Erin's house...it was the first time I have ever been there (we, Justin and I, couldn't find the address). (In fact, it seemed like that whole street of driveways just didn't believe in addresses or something). But we found the right house (on the first try), and went straight down to the basement. I had just eaten (before I got there) the best spaghetti sauce ever.
My dad, feeling a little experimental, put in red peppers and pepperoni slices...it was marvelous. And of course, making it better than just making meatballs and Italian sausage, he put cut-up Italian sausage making it more of a meat sauce. Fantastic and well done.
But that's just the kind of thing I want to point out here, even though Erin's basement lighting was kind of dark and there were a lot of moments during the night where I wanted to be doing one of the many other things I could have been doing...sitting here, now, when asked "How Erin's was," I said it was good.
I could have been at Emily's, enjoying another "Classic Movie Night," which we'll have to put off for another weekend...again. Or I could have been out with Byrdman in Lansing...just out. That was my original plan, but it wasn't very organized. I had talked to Emily earlier and asked her to call me at 9pm, when I would be ready to do Classic Movie Night. She called, but apparently didn't mean to. I don't know why that plan, "CMN," didn't work out.
Hey, another three hours at Erin's wasn't bad. The first person I saw who was there, besides Erin's dad was...Tia. That was a pleasant surprise since I didn't even expect her to be there. And then there was Erin to say that the only other person there was Christian. Yay, Christian!
Wrong Christian, Justin and I realized when we got downstairs.
But yeah, now that I think about the whole night, I can (obviously) remember more, but reflecting back on it, I only remember the positive parts. No offense to Christian, but after he had left (with Tia), I had forgotten he was even there. We watched "South Park" with Erin...Christian (who showed up a while after we did, and this is a different...and expected...Christian), Justin, and I. That show...it's brilliant.
But I wonder...is my mood (being a pretty good one right now) affecting what I remembered about last night? Actually, what I can't understand is how I'm in a good mood...thinking about last night put me into a good mood, that's it. Today sucks...you gotta hate Sundays...nothing to look forward to. Now that I think about it, there were a lot of bad or slow parts about the night (channel surfing for a radio station). Maybe you could have the crappiest party in the world one night...and then if your next day is bad enough, you'll only remember the good parts of the night before.
But I loved seeing Erin, and I loved seeing Tia, and Christian (who sits at my new lunch table...and is in my drama class) is always a pleasure. The other Christian (who was there first) was just a random guy at the party.
Overall...fun night...good memories...wanna do it again.
I suggest having a good mood before going to a party, be an optimist. I decided to get a little experimental last night. I was hungry, and wanted the leftover meat sauce, but there wasn't any pasta...so I put the Italian meat sauce on a Mexican burrito. Before eating it, I didn't think it was going to be any good...and that was my mistake. I didn't like it, and then just ate the meat sauce only...and then put Mexican cheese on the burrito.
Happy birthday to Erin for next Saturday. (Feb 18)
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| Convo ; Crabby Women |
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The Scene : Two people on their computer's talking. One, the man, played by ChrisLo1112, is working stressfully on his dialogue for the upcoming "Theater Production Talent Show," which he will be hosting. The girl, played by Mary, is on the other end doing whatever girls do on the other end. "Zak," is one of the acts in the talent show. "Justin" is ChrisLo1112's co-host. And, if you don't know by now...
I am ChrisLo1112...
Starting with the epilogue (edited slightly):
Mary: (actually this conversation might be a keeper)
ChrisLo1112: awesome...I might add parts of it to LiveJournal
Mary: yeah dude, there was some deep stuff here
Mary: nighty night
ChrisLo1112: nightly nighterson
Mary: i always save interesting conversations
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Enjoy.
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ChrisLo1112 enters...first time online that day.
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ChrisLo1112: back
Mary: haha, hi
Mary: 'tsup
ChrisLo1112: 'tsup is...not so much
ChrisLo1112: I'm finishing some talent show stuff...
Mary: cool cool
ChrisLo1112: I wrote something for Zak today...and then I gave it to him to
check it over...and I never got it back
Mary: haha, yeah i remember that
Mary: nice
Mary: so how you been
Mary: justin and i are talking about whether we're basically happy or sad
ChrisLo1112: be happy
ChrisLo1112: be confident
ChrisLo1112: and always look forward...
ChrisLo1112: and don't forget to stop and smell the roses
ChrisLo1112: haha
Mary: good advice
Mary: its what ive been trying lately
ChrisLo1112: that's what I'm all about
Mary: cuz ive learned to really appreciate the times when theres really
nothing wrong
Mary: since things can suck alot sometimes
Mary: so right now, im pretty much really happy
ChrisLo1112: well, wow...awesome
ChrisLo1112: happiness is underrated
Mary: i know it dude
Mary: life is good when you can be happy with it
ChrisLo1112: "time's fun when you're havin flies"
ChrisLo1112: -Kermit the Frog
Mary: haha
Mary: nice
ChrisLo1112: "Stop and smell the roses," now that I think of it, is a really
smart phrase. I mean, why would anyone want to stop and smell flowers?
They're cool to look at, but I've never seen anyone, except my dad, actually
stop and smell flowers. Yet, we know what the phrase means...and it's good
advice. Always looking ahead is like wishing your life away.
Haha, I felt like monologing
Mary: i enjoyed it
Mary: lol
ChrisLo1112: but I bet you literally stop and smell the flowers, don't you?
Mary: haha, well *guilty*, i actually was thinking that wne i read it i
was like, ohhhh well, i do..? haah
ChrisLo1112: yeah...so do I...
ChrisLo1112: 'cause I'm awesome
Mary: but i think appreciatting the little things and not sweating the
big things s the key to happinesss
Mary: lol, yes you are
ChrisLo1112: hey, maybe that's another meaning to "smelling the roses." It's
the little things. Which'd be your point
Mary: haha, yup
Mary: something that is difficult to put into practice sometimes tho
Mary: its a lot easier to get upset over nothing
Mary: case in point: our friends right now
Mary: haha
ChrisLo1112: At lunch, you girls were, like, arguing. Except you were both on
the same side, defending the same position. (Kelly and Casey, I mean). And
Tony and I were observing it...it was interesting. Usually when guys get
upset, they're fighting for their sides. Girls get upset easilier (yeah,
easier). Sometimes.
ChrisLo1112: But seriouly, guys get over stuff quicker than [insert clever
analogy relating to quickness]
Mary: hahah
Mary: yeah, girls are definitely nore emotional
Mary: but on the other hand, guys are more physical
Mary: both have their advantages and disadvantages
ChrisLo1112: have you ever wanted to be a guy?
Mary: haha, well....hmm, havent thought too much about it, lemme see......
Mary: maybe for like a day
Mary: im good at being a girl, id have to relearn a lot of things to be a
guy, lol, but it would definitely be interesting
Mary: have you ever wanted to be a girl?
ChrisLo1112: nope...
ChrisLo1112: hehe
Mary: haah
ChrisLo1112: haha, I think I'm just kidding
ChrisLo1112: but I'm not sure
Mary: sometimes (actually more than sometimes) i wish i knew what guys
were thinking about tho
Mary: i would rather just have telepathy, lol
ChrisLo1112: speak of the devil...I just got an email "Why women are crabby"
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THE EMAIL:
Why Women Are Crabby
We started to "bud" in our blouses at 9 or 10 years old only to find that
anything that came in contact with those tender, blooming buds hurt so bad
it brought us to tears. So came the ridiculously uncomfortable training
bra contraption that the boys in school would snap until we had calluses
on our backs.
Next, we get our periods in our early to mid-teens (or sooner). Along with
those budding boobs, we bloated, we cramped, we got the hormone crankies,
had to wear little mattresses between our legs or insert tubular, packed
cotton rods in places we didn't even know we had.
Our next little rite of passage (premarital or not) was having sex for the
first time which was about as much fun as having a ramrod push your uterus
through your nostrils (IF he did it right! and didn't end up with his
little cart before his horse), leaving us to wonder what all the fuss was
about.
Then it' was off to Motherhood where we learned to live on dry crackers
and water for a few months so we didn't spend the entire day leaning over
Brother John. Of course, amazing creatures that we are (and we are), we
learned to live with the growing! little angels inside us steadily kicking
our innards night and day making us wonder if we were preparing to have
Rosemary's Baby.
Our once flat bellies looked like we swallowed a watermelon whole and we
pee'd our pants every time we sneezed. When the big moment arrived, the
dam in our blessed Nether Regions invariably burst right in the middle of
the mall and we had to waddle, with our big cartoon feet, moaning in pain
all the way to the ER.
Then it was huff and puff and beg to die while the OB says, "Please stop
screaming, Mrs. Hearmeroar. Calm down and push. Just one more good push
(more like 10)," warranting a strong, well-deserved impulse to punch the
%*#!* (and hubby) square in the nose for making us cram a wiggling,
mushroom-headed 10lb bowling ball through a keyhole.
After that, it was time to raise those angels only to find that when all
that "cute" wears off, the beautiful little darlings morphed into walking,
jabbering, wet, gooey, snot-blowing, life-sucking little poop machines.
Then come their "Teen Years." Need I say more?
When the kids are almost grown, we women hit our voracious sexual prime in
our early 40's - while hubby had his somewhere around his 18th birthday.
So we progress into the grand finale: "The Menopause," the Grandmother of
all womanhood. It's either take HRT and chance cancer in those now
seasoned "buds" or the aforementioned Nether Regions, or, sweat like a hog
in July, wash your sheets and pillowcases daily and bite the head off
anything that moves.
Now, you ask WHY women seem to be more spiteful than men, when men get off
so easy, INCLUDING the icing on life's cake: Being able to pee in the
woods without soaking their socks...
So, while I love being a woman, "Womanhood" would make the Great Gandhi a
tad crabby. Women are the "weaker sex"? Yeah right. Bite me.
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Name: Christopher, but you can call me anytime.
Birthdate: 11-12-1987
Birthplace: I think the stork dropped me off at Sparrow Hospital, in Lansing
Current Location: The Office Room
Eye Color: Hazel, but sometimes green. Not sure if that’s a winter thing
or a stressed thing.
Hair Color: Brown.
Height: 5’9’’ Or something like that.
Weight: You don’t ask men that question. Or...wait...well, I’m a 120 pound
kinda guy.
Piercings: I don’t know where my ass came from.
Tatoos: I colored on myself once.
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: “That’s a negative, Roger”
Overused Phraze: “Your mom” or when people respond with the same
question/comment towards the other person. But neither of them bother me,
they’re just overused. If that makes sense.
FAVORITES
Food: Casserole...some kind of casserole. I like mixin’ things up, ya know?
Candy: Snickers.
Number: There’s too many to choose from.
Color: Blue looks good with almost anything. So blue.
Animal: Flamingo.
Drink: Jones Soda. Once it hits your lips, it’s so good.
Alcohol Drink: Hard Lemonade...don’t judge me.
Bagel: Plain, baby. With Cream Cheese.
Letter: U and I.
Body Part on Opposite sex: I’m a butt man...but that’s second to the
face/hair.
This or That
Pepsi or Coke: Seriously, neither. The only black beverage I like is Dr.
Pepper.
McDonalds or BurgerKing: McDonalds breakfasts.
Strawberry or Watermelon: Strawberry...for shortcake.
Hot tea or Ice tea: Iced Tea.
Chocolate or Vanilla Chocolate.
Hot Chocolate or Coffee: Hot Chocolate is better.
Kiss or Hug: Mmm...hugs.
Dog or Cat: Dog!
Rap or Punk: Rap
Summer or Winter: Summer
Scary Movies or Funny Movies: Scary movies
Love or Money: What kind of idiot would say Love?
(Idiots don’t understand sarcasm)
YOUR...
Bedtime: What’s YOUR bedtime?
Most Missed Memory: My cruise this past summer.
Best phyiscal feature: Uh...I’d say my *censored*.
First Thought Waking Up: “Did that just happen?”
Goal for this year: To enjoy it thoroughly, and get something out of it.
Best Friends: They know who they are. If you have to ask “Am I?” then yes,
you are. Haha, I'm such a loser.
Fears: I fear nothing. Except saying that might bite my ass later.
Heritage: Nationality? Half English. Quarter Italian. And then some
other stuff like German in the last quarter.
Longest relationship: Exaggerating a little, saying a year. About a year.
HAVE YOU...
Ever Drank: ...uh huh.
Ever Smoked: No, ma’am.
Pot: Haha, gross.
Ever been Drunk: No.
Ever been beaten up: Can’t Touch This.
Ever beaten someone up: No.
Ever Shoplifted: No.
Ever Skinny Dipped: Yes.
Ever Kissed Opposite sex: Yes.
Been Dumped Lately: No.
IN A GUY/GIRL
Favorite Eye Color: Light-colored? I dunno, the perfect girl could have
any colored eyes, couldn’t she?
Favorite Hair Color: Probably her original color.
Short or Long: Short girl hair. Not short boy hair on a girl, although few
girls can pull it off.
Height: My height or shorter.
Style: I don’t mind.
Looks or Personality: They kind of affect each other. I don’t think I’m
shallow.
Hot or Cute Cute is hot. Hot isn’t always cute.
Drugs and Alcohol: If she smokes, I don’t think I can like her. I mean,
why? And it’s not that smells bother me.
Muscular or Really Skinny: Somewhere in between.
RANDOMS
Number of Regrets in the Past: Few.
What country do you want to Visit: Australia, mmmmmm.
How do you want to Die: At an OLD AGE, knowing I’ll die the next day anyways
(yet, there’s no pain yet) I want to get sucked into a plane engine.
Been to the Mall Lately: Yeah, for a crappy Jessica Alba movie, damn
me. Why does she have to be so hot?
Do you like Thunderstorms: Oh yes. Yes yes yes.
Get along with your Parents: For the most part.
Health Freak: I wouldn’t say so.
Do you think your Attractive: I wouldn’t say so. But I think I’m
acceptable. Laugh out loud.
Believe in Yourself: You know, I really do. Everyone should. You’ll go
places.
Want to go to College: I don’t want to have to.
Do you Smoke: No...no...never will.
Do you Drink: Naw.
Shower Daily: Pretty much, but I’m lazy. Laugh out loud.
Been in Love: Like, everyday. Haha. Yeah.
Do you Sing: Not as much as I should. But more than I can.
Want to get Married: Only if I can have kids, too.
Do you want Children: No. Haha, that wouldn’t make sense. Yes. 8.
Have your future kids names planned out: I don’t even have my homework
done.
Age you wanna lose your Virginity: 18 or older.
Hate anyone: I don’t hate. I tolerate.
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I was reading one of Megan's entries...my first visit to LiveJournal in just less than a month...and I read this list of questions...and she could answer them to pretty much any one of the people that commented with their name. Megan, if you're reading, you don't have to try to do mine, but nice job doing so many other people's.
Leave your name and
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
I think if you have friends that you can send this kind of thing to, then you must truly have a life and good social relationships. I mean, that's something to be proud of. I encourage everyone to put this in a journal entry, and test their knowledge of their friends. My guy friends and I, we have a good friendship, I'd say, I have plenty of good friendships...but I don't think I have inside jokes with everyone. Number 4 on Megan's list is where I'd get lost. Haha, alright, I don't know where I'm going with this entry, except if you can answer number 4 for any of your friends, that's pretty much guaranteed a smile. And it's something to be proud of. Okay, blah entry, I know, I'm done.
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Taken July 30th, 2005
THE PAST
1. what was your kindergarden teachers name? Wow…I just can’t think of it right now. Lately, I have been so awful with names…it’d almost amaze you.
2. what was your most embaressing moment? One of my Ninja Turtle Underpants fell out of my backpack. I take my backpack on trips Up North. This was on the last day of my Junior Year in High School. Just kidding. But seriously.
3. Have you ever made fun of someone, then felt so bad about it that you appologized? I have an appologizing problem. So I don’t make fun.
4. when was your first bf/gf and who? Seventh grade, I guess. Bekah, I guess.
5. have you ever asked someone out? Uh huh.
6. have you ever rejected someone? Yeah.
7. have you ever been rejected? I only asked because I knew she would say yes.
8. Have you ever thought about suicide just because life wasnt going your way? Not for a second.
9. who was your first crush? Elementary school, I brought a girl named Kelsey flowers that I picked on my way into school.
10. what was your first job? Bailing straw…good arm exercise.
(>>yOuR PrEseNt<<)
1. whats your advisory teachers name? Mrs. Cockerill, because my last name starts with E.
2. what always seems to embaress you over and over? My quietness.
4. do you have a gf or bf? Neither.
5. what toothpaste do you use? Orange flavored Crest.
6. where do you shop for lawn gnomes? Best Buy. Today, in fact.
7. do you highlight your hair? No. I’d like to if it wasn’t gay.
8. do you have a wild waves season pass? I don’t think so.
9. whats your favorite breathmint flavor? Orange.
10. do you dislike one of your friends boyfriends? No.
(>>yOuR fUtuRe<<)
1. what do you wanna be when you "grow up"? Next question.
2. what would you want your future daughters name to be? Still not good with names. I like names that start with J, except not Janet.
3. what would your future sons name be? Ask my future wife. I don’t know her name either.
4. do you want to ever get married? Yes please.
5. how long do you think youll live? Forever. So far so good. But seriously…as long as it takes.
6. where are you going to live when you "grow up"? I’d like to live in a suburban area with nice people.
8. how old are u gonna be before u move out of your mommys house? 18.
9. whos gonna be your brides maids? That’s not up for me to decide.
10. whos gonna be your best man? We’ll see. Hopefully.
WHAT DO YOU THiNK OF:
50 First Dates: Adam Sandler comedy I probably won’t see.
The Bourne Supremacy: Shaky camera work, yet, haven’t seen it.
The Village: Not scary, and poorly done by M. Shyamalan.
The Butterfly effect: Ashton Kutcher. Need to see it. Want to.
Anchorman: Character.
Catwoman: Ms. Berry in hot leather featuring Sharon Stone, yet I won’t see it unless there’s nothing else.
A Cinderella Story: Chad Michael Murphy and Hilary Duff. Won’t see it.
Harry potter 1, 2 and 3: Good music. Good books. PG movies are awesome.
Signs: Fun. Good. Time.
The Ring: Very interesting and almost original (except that it’s a remake).
I, robot: Not worth it. Will, move on.
Shrek 1 and 2: Good, intelligent computer generated movies. Originals are better.
Spiderman 1 and 2: 2 had one good scene…the hospital scene. 1 was so much fun. I may be the only one I know who can (but don't) watch that more than once a month.
13 going on 30: Fun to watch once. It’s been done by “Big.”
Bruce Almighty: Poor Jim Carrey. See "Eternal Sunshine," everyone.
Confessions of a teenage drama queen: Won’t see it.
Freaky Friday: Really fun movie. Maybe underrated.
Dirty Dancing: Chick flick. Why do they like it?
Cold Mountain: Good stuff. I love Nicole Kidman.
The Princess Diaries: Just can’t watch it.
Lord Of the rings 1, 2, and 3: 1 took me two viewings to like it. The other two are overrated, and I don’t understand why people like them so much. I should probably see them again. But they're so long!
New York Minute: The twins…not worth it.
Jennifer Anniston: Can’t like her. Don’t like her. “Office Space” was good.
Jim Carrey: absolutely hilarious, especially his older stuff.
Halley Berry: I like some of her movies. She won as Oscar.
Adam Sandler: His movies are really funny. And good.
Ben Stiller: I like his characters. When he is in total character. And not himself. “Meet the Parents” was fine…
Ashton Kutcher: Really funny on “That 70s Show.”
Tobey Mcguire: I can’t like him. I wish I could.
Denzel Washington: He can act, but only has some good movies.
Opposite Sex
||1|| Guitar or Drum Player – I dunno about a female band member. So…no.
||2|| Skater or Surfer – Surfing’s hotter, and would rather be at the beach.
||3|| Brown or Blue Eyes – Depends what’s behind them. “Behind Blue Eyes.”
||4|| Blonde or Brunette – Blonde hair is hotter. Brunette can be really hot.
||5|| Brains or Looks – If she’s not a complete dumbass, I’m good.
Food
||11|| Hamburger or Hotdog – Hamburger…with cheese.
||12|| Pie or Cake – Pie. Or Ice Cream Cake.
||13|| Apple or Banana – Apple.
||14|| Coke or Pepsi – Pepsi…for Mountain Dew.
||15|| Chicken or Beef – Beef.
||16|| Oreos or Chips Ahoy – Oreos.
||17|| Pancakes or Waffles – “In the mornin’, I’m makin waffles.”
||18|| Chocolate or Vanilla - Chocolate
||19|| Strawberry or Cherry - Strawberry
||20|| Watermelon or Cantaloupe - Watermelon
||21|| Potato or Macaroni Salad – Macaroni Salad.
||22|| Wheat or White – White.
||23|| Tic Tacs or Altoids – Fruity altoids.
||24|| Sausage or Bacon - Bacon
||25|| Sour Cream and Chives or BBQ - BBQ
Sports
||26|| Baseball or Football – Football.
||27|| Swim or Track – Swim.
||28|| Tennis or Golf – Tennis, but I play golf more. And it’s not enough.
||29|| Skiing or Sledding – Sledding is so much fun.
||30|| Bicycling or Jogging – Bicycling. Better.
Stores/Restaurants
||31|| McDonalds or Burger King – McDonalds’ breakfasts are better.
||32|| JC Penny's or Sears – JCPenny’s.
||33|| Walmart or Target - Target
||34|| Trophy's or TGI Fridays - TGI Fridays
Clothes
||36|| Pants or Shorts – Shorts.
||36|| Zip-Up or Pull-Over Sweatshirt - Pull-over
||37|| Sandals or Tennis Shoes - Sandals
||38|| Dresses or Skirts – Skirts…but when I’m wearing them, I like them equally.
||39|| Mittens or Gloves – Leather gloves with fur in them.
||40|| Print or Solid – Solid.
Names
||41|| Bob or Bill – Bob.
||42|| Jessica or Jennifer - Jennifer
||43|| Aaron or Erin - Erin.
||44|| Carrie or Kari – Kari looks hotter.
||45|| Todd or Tom - Tom
||46|| Lynn or Lee - Lynn
||47|| Sarah or Susie – Sarah.
||48|| Jack or John – Jack sounds badass.
||49|| Lisa or Linda - Lisa
||50|| Matt or Nick – Nick. There are few cool Matt’s, but it’s a cool name.
Music
||51|| Punk or Rock - Rock
||52|| Country or Bubble Gum Pop – Whichever’s better.
||53|| Rap or Techno – Techno.
||54|| Britney Spears or Christina Aguilera – Ms. Spears.
||55|| *N Sync or Backstreet Boys – The Backstreet Boys. Though I don’t really like them.
||56|| Korn or Staind – Staind.
||57|| Limp Bizkit or Linkin Park - Limp Bizkit. Linkin Park is definitely cool.
||58|| Guitar or Drums – Drums are awesomer.
||59|| Piano or Violin - Piano
||60|| CDs or Radio – CDs.
TV
||61|| Dawson's Creek or 7th Heaven – Let me choose neither.
||62|| Angel or Buffy the Vampire Slayer – Buffy’s hotter.
||63|| Law and Order or The Practice - Law and Order has entertained me.
||87|| Fish or Hamster – Hamster’s are more fun to pet. Fish more fun to look at. I’d rather pet my pet.
||88|| Tiger or Lion – Tiger. That’d be a cool pet.
||89|| Butterfly or Lady Bug – Butterflies.
||90|| Seals or Otters – Seals.
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SURVEY taken June 13, 2005.
1) What time is it right now? 2:12 a.m.
2) Name as it appears on your birth certificate: Christopher Allen Eidt
3) Nickname(s): Chris
4) Parents name: I’d say Jerry and Janet
5) Number of candles that appeared on your last birthday cake: 17. And two days before that, I couldn’t get in to the R rated movie. I’ve been checked ONE time since.
6) When do you regularly blow them out: November 12th, every year except 1987 (or before that year).
7) Companion Animals: Shadow, a man’s best friend.
8) Eye color: Hazel in the summer, green in the winter.
9) Hair color: Brown.
10) Piercing: Doubt it.
11) Tattoos: Hopefully never.
12) How much do you love your job?: I love it when I’m not working.
13) Favorite color: There’s a certain shade of red that gets me excited.
14) Hometown: Billtown, MI
15) Current Residence: Currently? See #14
16) Favorite food: Depends on my mood. And I have a lot of moods.
17) Been to Europe: I wasn’t born yet.
18) Have you ever toilet papered anything: My ass…as has everyone.
19) Loved somebody so much it made you cry: Well, yes. As should everyone.
20) Been in a car accident: No, I’m invincible.
21) On salad, do you want Croutons or bacon bits?: Croutons are better, but not if I need to be quiet.
22) Sprite or 7UP: Either is good with some fruit juice mixed in.
23) Favorite Movie: Changes weekly. Ask me later.
24) Favorite Holiday: Thanksgiving…good food. No worries. No planning.
25) Favorite day of the week: Saturday’s, if I have someone to be with.
26) Favorite word or phrase: How about a silly motto: The earlier you set your alarm clock, the more you get to sleep in.
27) Favorite Toothpaste: *checks* I dunno. I like my orange flavored.
28) Favorite Restaurant: Ukai (Japanese), Red Lobster (Sea Food), Mongolian Barbeque, and Olive Garden (I’m an Italian man)
29) Favorite Flower: The ones I stop and smell.
30) Favorite Alcoholic Drink: Hard Lemonade. (Don’t judge me, I like lemonade).
31) Favorite sport to watch: Basketball or Football. MSU or the Superbowl.
32) Preferred type of ice cream: There’s a really good kind that has rock candy in it (where the candy pops in your mouth). Or vanilla soft-serve is sufficient.
33) Favorite Sesame Street Character: This might be the hardest question. I wanna say Barney as a joke, but I didn’t even like that guy. Sesame Street was worse.
34) Favorite Disney or Warner Bros.: When it comes to cartoons, Disney have had better ones. Warner Bros. just use the same characters over and over again.
35) Favorite Fast Food Restaurant: For breakfast: McDonalds. Anything else: Does Subway count?
36) When was your last hospital stay: I was born once.
37) What color is your bedroom carpet: Here: Sky blue. Up North: Darker Blue.
38) How many times did you fail your driver's test: I kinda passed ‘n stuff. I was so f-ing nervous, that I totally pooch-screwed the parking portion.
39) Have you ever been convicted of a crime: If being too caring was a crime…then guilt as charged. But I don’t mean to blow my own horn or anything.
40) Who was the last person you hugged?: Laura…today was her graduation Open House.
41) Which store would you choose to max out your credit card: Gimme half an hour in Best Buy.
42) What do you do most often when you are bored: Write (a.k.a. Getting Online)
43) Name the person that you are friends with that lives the furthest away: Dominic will technically live the furthest from me, but Megan feels so much further.
44) Favorite class: English. Taught by the definition of teacher (hats off to him). And I never did worse than a 4.0 on a paper.
45) What time do you go to bed? School: Midnight, and don’t tell my parents because I’m sure they already know. Weekends: 1a.m. normally. Summer: It gets to 4a.m.
46) Who was the last person to call you? Chelsey, more than likely. But I most recently called Zach.
47) What/who are you currently obsessed with? I relate a lot of things to the film industry. There’s no ONE person, place, or thing I think about all of the time or most of the time.
48) Favorite all time TV show: I’m going to miss “Everybody Loves Raymond,” and nothing will ever replace what that show did for me.
49) Last person you went out to lunch with: Pathetic alert: I do not remember.
50) Last Movie you went to: I saw “Mr. and Mrs. Smith” yesterday. So far, it was the best movie of the summer.
51) What time is it right now? 2:55…motherfucker.
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The purpose of my last entry (see Chrislo1112.diaryland.com "Star Wars hype" entry) was to talk about a different movie, believe it or not, but I got a little carried away and didn’t think about time. I had to leave instead of finish it, but hey, it was finished. Now, sure, “Star Wars” brings up a lot of hype for the kiddies, but it’s still a PG rated movie, right? Wrong, it is possibly going to be the first PG-13 rated “Star Wars” film, which I think is a waste. But hey, whatever makes George Lucas happy, he and little kids are who he’s making these movies for, which he has said. But PG-13 isn’t for little kiddies.
But still, this isn’t my most anticipated movie in my mind.
Last night, I was watching the beginning of the OC, and I started screaming in excitement, literally, when a TV spot for “Sin City” came on the screen. It was the first I had seen of the movie, besides really poorly downloaded movies on the internet, and since the best place to download stuff is at school, I had no sound either.
“Sin City” is directed by one of my favorite directors of all time, Robert Rodriguez. Alongside with him is Frank Miller, author/creator/illustrator of the “Sin City” comics, or graphic novels, rather, also directing with Rodriguez. Other films by Robert Rodriguez include the Spy Kids movies and the Antonio Banderas movies, “Desperado” and “Once Upon a Time in Mexico,” which both were started with Rodriguez’s hit directorial debut “El Mariachi.”
Although Rodriguez has a really cool style to his self-edited movies, he is also the score composer. Rodriguez makes making movies more fun than it looked before. Plus his movies themselves look like a lot of fun to make. He has his own movie production company, known as Troublemaker Studios, too, which is pretty much a movie studio in his garage of his home in Texas. I believe his studio used to be called “Los Hooligans,” based on the title of his own comic strip.
Right from the start, Rodriguez was the master of low-budget films. “Desperado” was made for just under $7 Million dollars.
He is friends with Quentin Tarantino, one of today’s most popular directors who is most likely my favorite, being another director with his own really cool style of movies. Quentin’s style is similar to a chapter book, which is brought out in his movies because Tarantino once wanted to be an author. Tarantino starred opposite George Clooney in Rodriguez’s “From Dusk till Dawn.”
Robert Rodriguez also ended up directing a scene in “Pulp Fiction,” the film that made Quentin Tarantino infamous after making so much fame from “Reservoir Dogs.” Tarantino’s “Kill Bill” films have done quite well, and Volume 2 had its score done by Rodriguez, along with The RZA, as in the first one. Rodriguez did the music for $1.
And for payback, Tarantino has done one scene in “Sin City” for $1.
“Sin City” looks like a very artsy film, with being mostly black and white, except for a few scenes with Nick Stahl, played a yellow-skinned man, and a woman with a red dress on. At least. But “Sin City” is said to be very true to the comic, with shots and dialogue adapted straight from the original comic's panels.
Not only does the look of the film excite me, but the cast…including Mickey Rourke, who looks quite different, with his nose formed different. He looks like the main character in the comic, though. He plays Marv, who’s girlfriend is killed while he’s sleeping in bed with her.
Rosario Dawson, from “Men in Black II,” and “The 25th Hour,” playing a hooker.
A very teasing Jessica Alba, playing a stripper.
Clive Owen, from “King Arthur,” and a candidate for the next James Bond.
The always pleasing Bruce Willis, in a role as a cop with a heart problem. This film may take him back to the days of “The Last Boy Scout,” I think, because of the violence. “The Last Boy Scout” is a damn good movie, too.
And many others, Benicio Del Toro, who also changed his look quite a bit, Nick Stahl as the Yellow Bastard, who is yellow. Josh Hartnett, ladies, he’s cool, in the scene that sold the film to director/creator Frank Miller. Elijah Wood looks very mysterious. And Brittany Murphy (8 Mile) Michael Clarke Duncan (The Green Mile), Michael Madsen (Kill Bill Vol. 2) , and Maria Bello (Secret Window, Payback) are sure to add a lot of cool to the film as well.
The violence of the film also attracts me. Movies, first of all, are visually exciting. As they should be. Movies like “Gosford Park,” are not visually exciting, and is a film of which will forever be known to me as one of the most boring movies ever. I mean, who was that movie made for? Movies these days need to be much more visually exciting, making you laugh because they’re so much fun. Like the Indiana Jones movies, directed by Steven Spielberg…and definitely the Star Wars movies created by George Lucas.
This movie is definitely one of my most anticipated films ever, and it comes out on my dad’s 50th birthday. Which means I may not be seeing it on opening day, but I am so damn excited.
And I was watching the preview, er, TV spot just last night, so excited for the film. I noticed that there weren’t many TV spots at all during The OC and whatever else next came on, even though the programs were sponsored by “Sin City.” I think the attention the film is getting on the internet says enough about how opening weekend will go. So many times has the preview been downloaded…and I’m just talking about in my house. During the show after The OC, I took a quick shower…and once the show ended, there was no preview. So I’m guessing the fucking Fox Network put the “sneak preview” on during my damn shower, those bastards. I got so pissed off. Damn.
From vh1.com:
The Eisner Award-winning comic series Sin City comes to life in this live-action feature adaptation from director Robert Rodriguez and creator Frank Miller. Interweaving multiple storylines from the series' history, this violent crime noir paints the picture of the ultimate town without pity through the eyes of its roughest characters. There's the street thug Marv (Mickey Rourke), whose desperate quest to find the killer of a prostitute named Goldie (Jaime King) will lead him to the foulest edges of town. Inhabiting many of those areas is Dwight (Clive Owen), a photographer in league with the sordid ladies of Sin City, headed by Gail (Rosario Dawson), who opens up a mess of trouble after tangling with a corrupt cop by the name of Jackie Boy (Benicio Del Toro). Finally, there's Hartigan (Bruce Willis), an ex-cop with a heart problem who's hell-bent on protecting a stripper named Nancy (Jessica Alba). Featuring a who's who supporting cast that includes Elijah Wood, Brittany Murphy, Devon Aoki, and Nick Stahl, Sin City promises to be one of the most direct translations from page to screen of a comic series, with shots and dialogue adapted straight from the original comic's panels. Rodriguez reportedly quit the Director's Guild when they refused to let Frank Miller co-direct the film, a deal hashed out after the Spy Kids director developed and shot a scene utilizing a green-screen process to harness the stark, black-and-white look of the books, which he then secretly screened to Miller as a pitch for collaboration on the film. ~ Jeremy Wheeler, All Movie Guide
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Bleh, I've had a cold this whole week. I wake up feeling terrible and yet I'm too lazy to argue with my mom that I should not be going to school. The first half of this week went fast, when it was Wednesday I was like "Whoa, it's Wednesday..." and then I was like "...but it's only Wednesday."
Thursdays like today are chorus days...too many people skip. Today it was only Justin and I. After the thing, I had to work alone with the teacher, who ended up shaking my hand because I "got it." I felt really happy.
And then I got home and saw a picture of Vicky. Boy, haven't thought about her in a damn long time. Shoot me for writing this entry, because I know I shouldn't be thinking of this...but she looked very cute. Oh God did it bring up a lot of memories, but it was weird because I was thinking of them all at the same time and within seconds, I got stressed.
I had about every emotion before the stress slammed down. I was happy, then sad, then angry.
I don't need a girlfriend, that would not be one of my top priorities, I just want a date. My "Lettem come to me" strategy isn't working. I wish, but what did I expect?
But why did I have to see that picture? Hah, "WHY MEEEE?!" But seriously, folks...that picture was too cute to be her. It actually looked nothing like her, it wasn't her. I remember her being cute, that's my problem, I've never been with uncute her because I never cared for that part of her.
Check out my beautiful mood character, "Sick."
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Damn, it's late. I got home at 12:40am last night, so I watched a movie, and I stayed up for the whole thing, which makes me not able to sleep until 3:00am.
Friday was awesome though. Friday started out (after school) with Capture the Flag at the park. I even got one of the flags to win the game. That was very exciting for me, and then I got cheers from my friends. McB invited everyone to his house after the games. Doug and I were planning on going to Chelsey's for the cool bonfires that has become a weekly thing, but it ended up being only Doug and I. So that's not very traditional. But we ended up going to McB's because there wasn't gonna be the normal group going to Chelsey's.
But in the end, there were tons of guys at McB's. There was Zach, and then there was Zack. Zack wrote an article in the "Buzzline" school newspaper about his one day as a Goth. When he showed up we all told him that it was really good and really funny. I mean, that guy's famous now. It was as if he was a famous columnist and I got to congradulate him on doing so well.
By the end of the night, we were playing King of the Hill on Halo, and I was the top scorer because I could stay in the thing the longest. And I started really kickin ass when we played free for all, although I wasn't top scorer, I was dangerous. We were all scoring a lot. But I had tons of fun, people kept asking "Who's ChrisLo?"
"Chris is ChrisLo."
The reason they were asking was because they were getting wiped out by myself. Man was I having fun. I felt respected and Doug and I had a lot of fun too, we were after each other after he killed me three times in a row.
Going to McB's, Doug had to go home, and we talked about Chelsey maybe being mad because it would seem like we were ditching her, but I'm sure we all (including Chelsey) had more fun. It would have been just Chelsey, Doug, and I over a bon fire. Doug and I talked about a lot of things all the way to his house and all the way back, it was fun. At his house (for the five minutes) we played piano, Doug has a really cool set up at his house. He has a piano and a guitar. Then he has his new laptop in his room and his TV/game cube/Xbox, too.
I want to learn to play the piano, guitar, and the drums.
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Saturday, I went to my uncle's house for my cousin's birthday party, Ben's birthday party. He's six now. My mom made the cake. Aunt Pegi and Uncle Rob were there when my family (not including my dad) got there. We talked about college, and I changed the subject to what I want to do with my life...which is worse because I don't want to talk to people about it. But we talked, and everybody sees me as a movie director…yay. But I don’t know how they see me that way. Seriously, if people would support me like this, all I need is money and I could be on my way right now. I mean, I’ve written stuff. I need to resort to apprenticeship to learn how to direct, but I think I could handle it. I dunno, my plan B job might be a stock boy at the Home Depot.
When Katie got there, she talked with everybody else and once we got inside, we played some games and then I got to talk to her. At the end of the night we played Scatergories, and I made plenty of funny jokes. My nastiest joke: For “Things that have spots,” letter P, I put “poop.”
For “Items in a purse or Wallet,” I told Katie to put “Gun” for the letter G. Then I said “That’s what I keep in my purse.”
Yay, I’m funny.
But then all of my hopes and dreams were shattered when my mom asked if I was ready to go. Damn, I didn’t get to stay the night.
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| Instant Messaging for Advice...but not advice for me |
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Megan: moving on.. what's up?
ChrisLo1112: oh Megan
ChrisLo1112: I have a little situation here...about my friend, this has nothing to do with me, but maybe you could help
ChrisLo1112: interested in hearing it?
Megan: sure why not
ChrisLo1112: Alright, Chelsey and Brady dated for 4 months
ChrisLo1112: In the end, Chelsey practically dumped Brady
ChrisLo1112: so they were broken up one day
ChrisLo1112: and the next day, Brady's friend, Jake, and his girlfriend, Rachel, broke up also
ChrisLo1112: So Chelsey dumped Brady and the next day Jake and Rachel broke up
ChrisLo1112: NOW...Brady asked Rachel out
ChrisLo1112: and she accepted
ChrisLo1112: Chelsey, who dumped Brady, is very angry, and I think this is because she feels like he's stealing her friend...but I think she might be a little jealous
ChrisLo1112: and Jake, who Rachel brok up with, is mad...from what I hear
ChrisLo1112: so...does Chelsey have the right to be angry with Brady and Rachel?
Megan: no
Megan: i mean, she can be mad.. but she can't do anything about it
Megan: it's not fair
ChrisLo1112: Does Jake have the right to be angry with Brady?
ChrisLo1112: Since Brady is now going out with his girlfriend...who broke up with him two weeks ago
Megan: no.. it'd be different if these were the dumpees not the dumpers.. but neither of them can be mad at anyone for "stealing" a friend away from them. they were the one who dumped the other person. it was their choice, now the people who got dumped can do whatever they want.
ChrisLo1112: I agree
Megan: ohh.. rachel broke up with jake.
ChrisLo1112: yes, that's right
Megan: hmm.. well, jake can be mad.
ChrisLo1112: which means Jake can be mad...yes
ChrisLo1112: I just emailed Brady and told him to talk to Jake more
ChrisLo1112: Jake's kinda passive and said "I don't care, whatever"
Megan: this is why when you go into a relationship, try not to make it anyone your friends are associated with.
ChrisLo1112: I agree
Megan: meet new people at school, meet them at the mall, at the movies, at concerts.. anywhere but your circle of friends.
I’m thoughtful, because I’m trying to make everybody happy. Jake, I don’t talk to that much, but he’s the only one I’m really thinking about. He’s gotta be holding a lot in, especially if Brady has no idea that he’s angry.
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| Parties you don't know are bad |
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There are parties all people go to, and they are a lot of fun. Lets see, you could play Seven Minutes in Heaven, totally fun, or go skinny dipping with a bunch of friends, or play random games like charades. Then, the next day, SOMEbody has a problem with SOMEthing. Nobody's being a party pooper, it's just that there are certain people who have bad times.
Yesterday, we all go to Brady's house, and We All cannot be listed in here. Chelsey and Jimmy are the ones I'll talk about. Chelsey, I believe was called a "lying bitch" by somebody. I know that it wasn't me, but I don't know who said it. I have no recollection, and I didn't hear it.
I'm guessing it was Brady, but I would also guess that he was joking. I could be mistaken, but he's already sent out an email to EVERYBODY apologizing for something he has no idea he has done. He's apologizing, and I have no idea why, he doesn't say in the email. He thinks it's his fault Chelsey was crying on the way home last night.
I need to talk to Chelsey, that's what I need.
She invited Justin to go to her house afterwards, after Brady's thing (that she left early from). They watched "Monty Python and the Holy Grail," and had their fun. I asked if I could go, and she told me I couldn't.
So either I did something REALLY wrong, or there was something else I just don't know. I'm going with that second one, because we're best friends, doing something that wrong doesn't happen.
But I could be mistaken.
I'm worried. I need help. Help me.
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Jimmy stood up for Vicky when we didn't want to invite her. "Vicky's coo," he said. I don't care if he stands up for her, but Jimmy's not really that cool anymore. He's no fun. He's too much like Vicky now, and I could definitly tell that he's been hanging around her way too much. He's, like, dating Kelly now, which I don't understand.
I felt like I was treated like shit by Jimmy. I don't hate Vicky, I definitly don't hate Jimmy...but why didn't he ever want to watch any movie? I did. I wanted to see "Monty Python," but couldn't.
Oh well...I'm getting yelled at by Brett, Chelsey's cousin. I'm not gonna block him, because he's not really annoying to me, and if he is, I just stop talking.
Talk to Chelsey tomorrow...that's what I'll do.
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| Second Day of School |
[26 Aug 2004|01:00pm] |
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So there was the first day of school, we're back, whatever, I'm ready for this weekend, which will be a four day weekend. Yesterday was the first day, and it was alright. All of my fun classes sounded like they'll take up a lot of time. That's pretty cool with me except for the fact that I really need a job. I need one! It seems like I won't have time for a job. If I do get a job, I'll need transportation, and I don't even have that. It's kinda depressing. But it's school, so it's supposed to be somewhat depressing. I'm all cool and everything, although I am looking around for a group of friends other than my own where I can meet people. There's plenty of younglings in my math class and I figure they'll get me in to some things. They're cool and they like talking to me because I'm older 'n stuff.
Today was the second day and it ended on a bad note. When bad things happen, especially embarrassing things, I think about them a lot. First of all, I think Jimmy has zero respect for me, because he's friends with Vicky and getting close to me again might cause problems. Though they won't. We played an awesome game, an improvisation game where someone says "Freeze" and someone else goes up and takes their place, and changes the scene. Well, once I get up there, I start out my new scene, and all of a sudden I'm doing this totally different idea that I didn't want or think to do. I wanted to change it to a boat scene, but my funny idea didn't include a boat scene, so I went up there to do something else, my funny thing...and I end up wildly changing it to a boat scene. Alec, a senior this year kept calling out ideas and shit, like an ass, and it would have been so much better if he just came up, which he did.
"Now son, you know we talked about these things," He said.
"Okay, Mommy!" I dissed him, haha.
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| Seeing my family again |
[24 Jun 2004|08:47am] |
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A year ago today I was on a cruise. A year ago yesterday, I was leaving port in Florida to go to the bahamas. A year ago today I was unhappy where I was because I only wanted one thing, to be with a girl who could get me to boner.
I went to Warren, Michigan yesterday for the second time this week and I actually talked to Katie. Katie had stopped talking to a couple of her friends (at least Megan) and me. I missed her, but yesterday, at dinner (we ate at a restaurant called "Michelle's") she talked to me again. "Drink your ghetto lemonade" she said, commenting the glass of water I had with a lemon on the side.
A lot of the people in the family have asked me about that one girl I used to "date." I reply with "Yeah, we broke up, but I'm calling it 'losing weight.'" Unfortunately, not a lot of people laugh when I say that. I think it's funny. It says that I really didn't like her, but whatever. I'm doing it for the laughs, which I'm not getting. Damn.
So now that everybody knows, I don't need to talk of her ever again.
Aunt Cathy complimented my long hair. I think she's the only one who likes it. My hair, at the ends, flicks out. My hair sticks out at the end. I have hair that reaches the middle of my cheeks (not butt cheeks, duh). At dinner I flicked it and said "I'm waiting for this to come back into style."
"The 70's look?" Katie asked.
So I noticed that I'm looking quite 70's. Maybe, but I think it's coming back in style. I like my hair.
I got to drive half the way there and home. I like driving. I'll admit that I may not be a good driver, but I have fun. When I'm alone, I tend to make really hard turns. The Fat One has an appointment at noon, so I will be dropping her off at a hair salon, and then waiting for her at Video Time (my town's local video store) and renting a movie. I'm thinking of "I am Sam," but I read, last night, that the movie wasn't very good. Hmm.
I may just rent "Alien."
I smiled the whole way home last night, thinking of Katie talking to me again. I am overreacting, just so you know, because I am so excited. I hope she wasn't just acting for just yesterday.
This Saturday, my grandparents have their 50th Anniversary, and I wrote them a letter and put some pictures at the bottom and then put it in the scrapbook my mom made. It's gonna be so much fun this weekend, I'm sure of it. My dad has written a toast, too. I wish I got to write a toast.
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| Life as of now |
[01 Jun 2004|06:45pm] |
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Oh man, it's the end of the school year, and I have never noticed how much teacher's pile on the work before as much as I do now. It's really terrible and I feel like shit. Math, a class I somehow never do bad in, has a huge project due tomorrow. So I went up north and took twelve pictures and wrote down how they relate to Geometry. Well, the nice digital camera with my whole project on it was left up north. The REASON we went up north, the point of the trip, was defeated. I walked around the house up north thinking "I have to do that damn project during my three day weekend," and I waited till the last minute, and got screwed in the end.
In English, I neglected a paper. It's another one of those future/career papers that reflect how the whole year has helped me. Well, I don't have the rubric tonight. Somehow not being able to do it is better than doing it. So I'm procrastinating, and it is making me sick, literally.
Chelsey and Brady are going out, good for them. They seem a lot happier than I thought they would be. I'll admit, I didn't expect much out of the relationship, but Chelsey's happy, and that's all that matters. Brady's happy too, and it's great.
Jake and Listy are also doing very well. Good for them. It's awesome.
I sit alone. I look next to me and either see someone's dog, or Brady's little sister. I'm not used to being the one sitting out. Am I liking it? If the others aren't uncomfortable around me, then I'm awesome. I sit and tell jokes and watch everyone laugh with me and even at me, and I love it. Laughter is in the air, summer is definitly here, and I am loving it. I am getting my exercise in, too, playing basketball.
QUOTE OF THE DAY: "Yesterday, since it was Thursday we all went to Brady's house. "It seems like everytime we come here we have one less person" This time it was Chris. Because he was absent it was the four of us, Brady and me, and Rachel and Jake. Which was different. Cool because we don't have to worry about it being akward because its couples with them, or them worring about feeling lonly or anything. Although I am sad they couldn't be there. It was quieter with Chris gone, and thats NOT a good thing. (We all love laughing with/at him)." - Chelsey's diary.
I was touched. I was missed. I was touched that I was missed.
I was hyper after school today, running around the basketball court, and then I ran an errand for Mom, taking The Fat One to her volleyball in haslett and I had fun. On the 45 mph road next to my high school, I floored the gas pedal, and it didn't do much but drain the gas, although it wasn't noticable on the guage. Then I ate a bowl of Easy-Mac and watched "That 70s Show" and felt sick.
Well, I have an English project that I won't be doing, a Math project that I can't do, and I haven't even mentioned my huge ASS of a Spanish project, a picture book of my life and hobbies. How wonderful. I need pictures.
Peace...outside
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Not a lot is happenin, and that's why I haven't added in a while here. This weeked was really busy, I went to my grandma's house and had a really good meal, and then played "Bloody Murder" with my cousins. That game is a lot like hide and go seek, except, it's mixed with tag. That was fun.
Before that though, I wrestled at Justin's house. I actually hate professional wrestling. We just played around, doing moves that would look cool on camera. We waited for Byrdman to show up, and he did show around four. I was pretty wasted then.
We had been wrestling since 11:00am, so I was pretty tired. The other two, Justin and Luke, use me with all their really cool moves, because I'm the lightest. They have a lot of fun with me, and I really like how it looks on camera. When Byrdman got there, I was too afraid to do anything, because he's so stupid that he is dangerous when it comes to wrestling. He's hurt all of us because he's done some move wrong.
As a joke, Byrdman decided to give me a "sidewalk slam." Being unprepared, my reflexes put my arm in front of me to stop me from hitting the trampoline. That was dumb, Justing and Luke actually yelled at me because I could have broken my arm. I didn't break it, but they were right.
Today, Monday, my arm has hurt all day. My arm hurt yesterday too. Yesterday, playing tag, I ran after my cousins so much, that my legs are sore now. I am really close to being a cripple. I can barely move.
It doesn't help that I somehow got a stuffy nose. I am sick. Wrestling on Saturday gave me a headache, which turned into a migrain, which wasn't fun at another friend, Zach's party.
So, I'm really messed up right now. Chelsey says that when the weather changes temperature so fast, the body isn't used to it, and we get sick. I know that winter light causes depression because its dark all the time.
It IS really warm outside right now, though, so I had better get goin outside.
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At chrislo1112.diaryland.com, I wrote a review for "The Passion of the Christ."
Today was an uneventful day except for me giving a great Spanish presentation. I was proud of myself. We had to memorize some stuff and I did it!
I got yelled at for calling Mike "Crap Bag" at Diaryland so Justin made sure that I didn't apologize, but I insulted Vicky by calling her "Mrs. Crap Bag." Well, I did, but you'll have to read about it yourself in my entry entitled "Dream Girl." I got some laughs from writing that.
He isn't a Crap Bag, he just doesn't deserve his name in my diary, like The Fat One doesn't either. I don't even think Vicky deserves a damned name either. She is a TERRIBLE friend! She ditched me! She can only have one friend, and she's choosing Jimmy, although she has a really special interest in Crap Bag. Vicky can only have one friend at a time, first it was Tessa, then she chose Chelsey, and then she chose me, and after a long while, she is choosing these new people and totally leaving me out. I don't care, but it kind of angers me. Its frusterating that I can be thrown out just like that.
She really likes this guy Mike, and she liked him two seconds after meeting him. She's not a good person, I tell you. She'll get hurt, she'll hurt him, I'm sure. She never hurt me, until after half a year of saying "I love you, come back to me," she leaves. She has the right to do that. But now she's complaining that I am cutting her friends down, when I wasn't. I named him Crap Bag, and I named The Fat One...The Fat One!
When Vicky stopped talking to me, I asked Doug for some help and he talked with Crap Bag. I got in trouble for that because Doug ended up saying a lot of bad things about Vicky. Vicky yelled at me for that, and called me low. Then she talked to Crap Bag about me being low.
I'm hafta say...Vicky is a low life.
I feel bad for still thinking about her. I want her out of my mind, but the truth is, she changed my life. But she changed me for the better. I am a lot stronger now, and I won't screw up any more relationships. At least I sure hope I don't.
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| Looking Around |
[20 Apr 2004|03:24pm] |
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There are a lot nicer girls than the Victoria. She is actually not that good of a friend. She ditches me. She ditched some other friends, and this is who she is. I mean, if she likes a guy, good for her, but I'm afraid he doesn't like her back. At the Prom, Crap Bag had another date, and had a lot of fun with this other date. Now, Crap Bag doesn't tell Vicky a whole lot and Vicky came to me for advice. I talked to her, and had a nice conversation, thinking that would help me get over her. It did. I wish her luck in finding a guy.
Now, for me, on to the next. I don't like hurting girls and me, being the chick magnet I am, must take control of myself. If I ever go on a date, it will be a one night thing, and I'm not one to get sexual at first. This "at first" does not count if I have known you online for over a year, even if I haven't actually met you in person. *Winks*
I am attracted to everybody. This is awesome because it hasn't been this way for years. Truthfully. Check out my entry at Diaryland. I talk about Dakota Fanning, the cutest actress in the world. She's about 10 or 12 years old. She's funny, too.
I really like Megan, too.
I had a lot of love for Vicky, and it's being spread around to everybody else now. I'm actually afraid of her coming back. I don't want her to, because I wouldn't be able to say no. I am terrible with this peer pressure thing, too.
I am being really flirty with Megan, and loving it. I haven't ever met her in person even! Does that matter? No.
I joke around with girls at school, too.
There's no top girl on my mind, except for a make believe girl that I've known forever. Nobody else knows about her though. I have this little dream date going on in my mind right now, and I think I could write a pretty detailed sex entry here if I wanted to. And I do want to...but not write (right, haha) now.
I have more to write, so I'll write soon if not tomorrow.
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