I lied

I never caught up on this site.

I have been lazy but I am going to deliver.

Since I fell back on this site I think I will pick up on one of my posts. Apparently after the cliche date, I got dumped. It is news to me too, I never knew I was going out with her. Work sucked at Colucci Lumber. Three cahsiers tried to take my place, nobody lasted longer than a day. This shows what kind of tolerance I have for my annoying manager. I went to college. I bought some fun games like World of Warcraft and Splinter Cell: Double Agent. Both games are addicting (buy them now) except for chris cause he is too cheap and stubborn to buy a 360. Now I have hopes of buying a nintendo wii. I fill you guys in later on my lame ass life. Peace

Turning Over A New Leaf

Im at college.

A Cliche Date....or what would have been

Well since I do not have much to write about I am going to write about my date that never was. There is nothing more cliche then a date at the fair. Personally, I am not a fan of going out to big public places unless it is an amuesment park. Let's face it, those who know me, know that I am not a fan of going outside. But that is besides the point.
To start out, about three days before the date was scheduled, I forgot what time I was meeting up with Lauren at the fair. So for three days I wondered in my head, what time am I suppose to be there. I never really remembered so I just showed up at 6:00. Then I waited for about 45 minutes until two people that I knew told me that she was going to be late. I figured since I had to work later there was no use in coming and I told her not to come. I didnt mind going there for nothing cause I still found something to do. The only regret I had was paying 10.00 to fucking park.


My life is boring...ain't it?

Burning Both Ends of the Candle

I never realized that someone that is seventeen years old has a curfew during the fucking summer. Apparently I have always had a curfew at 10:00 and I never knew it. Also I haev recently learned that all the cars that my dad has bought are my mother's and I can not take them out too late cause she doesn't want me driving "her car's" late at night. I thought that the two recently purchased cars were her's and the rest were my dad's even though he paid for them all. This entire fight was based on me working the next day. At the end of this fight my mom said something to me and I'll never forget it. She said that I am buring both ends of the candle. Does anyone know what the fuck that means? I think she wanted to sound clever and I never realized that a candle had two ends.

Let there be Life

Lately I have been posting on a couple blogs and saw that many of my friends have or had their own. I figured I should try it out, so I created An Average Life, which is based on my boring and average everyday life.