A Modern Day Tragedy: 13+ Years Post Emo Kid

The MAsquerare who however it is spelled is an interesting place. We got there and at first I was so damn shy, and nervous. THe whole time I was there actually. I went into one room where they were playing 80's music, and just stood there for a while. Then I went into the other section, and they were playing hip hip and what not. I just stood there looking like a dork because I was so damn nervous not even sure why. I couldn't speak to anyone. I wanted to talk to a few guys, but I couldn't utter any words. I was later told one of the reasons, was they thought I was straight and that's why noone approached me. I asked why and they said the way I was dressed. I was dressed in just a little baggy AE Jeans, and brand new orange hollister Tee. Apparently I need jeans that are closer fitting, and a tighter fitting shirt. I just don't like tight fitting clothing I like loose casual fit. So after a while I ended up sitting at the bar drinking water for about an hour before

I am getting highly irritated with stereotypical Gay culture, and guys. They piss me off. I went into Mid Town last night being the family is out of town. I went into Out Write and stood around talking to some guys I didn't really want to talk to. Them I went out to eat with one of them, and I actually liked him we have some stuff in common. One of the other guys though I don't recall his name kept doing damn flips and shit outside OutWrite on their tiny ass balcony. He made me feel so inferior to, because I considered myself a decent tumbler. They just really annoyed me with the " OMG's" " WHATEVER's" and the flicking the wrist... I had just gotten off of work and I had greasy hair, and my work clothes on. I isn't bad, but I looked bad compared to everyone in there. They then go and explain to me on how I needed a makeover and to never come into Mid Town dressed liked that again. They even proceded to touch my hair and tell me I needed to get

So I was supposed to be heading up 400 in Atlanta today. However on the 85 exit north I missed 400 twice. Somehow I ended up near Emory's Clairemont campus, and was lost as hell. I drove around until about 45 minutes later I somehow came out near Midtown. I saw Outwrite and I haven't been since the Greg accident, but I went in and ordered a coffee. I needed to go to the bathroom, and I have never been in there before( I wonder how many people actually have sex in there), and I asked for the key. They handed me this wierd ass huge fracking keyring. I sshould have taken a picture, but I will next time I go back. If I ever go back, mainly everytime I go there people think I they I'm " easy" as I am so told. However after missing the 400 exit twice I somehow ended up at my destination.

I hate Atlanta interstate traffic... Even more I have MidTown traffic, and even more I hate the assholes who honk at me for driving the speed limit in these areas when I am trying my hardest to avoid an accident, and you would think they would be happy to see a teenager actually trying to avoid an accident. And already my heart is pounding because I am so nervous from the traffic. They can just Bite Me!!!

Okay, sorry for not updating. My Mom went into surgery last Wensday, and they removed both f the remaining masses. She is doing better this week, but I have had to sleep downstairs and have hardly gotten any sleep. From her moaning and groaning from the pain, and playing Mr. Mom with some of the planets biggest brats. She is finally able to start doing alot of things herself, and last night was the first time in a week I have gotten more then a few hours worth of sleep. My brothers are headed off today for some camp school trip, and the other 2 are going to their Dad's for Spring Break. My Mom is headed back to NC for a week to spend time with family, and finally I can get some sleep in. I plan on sleeping the rest of the damn week.

Blogger is not uploading any of my pictures, and I just spent 15 minutes writing a post. To have it vanish into thin AIR!!!!!

So the asshole who was speeding and made me jump into the ditch, has agreed to pay for by hospital exam, and my electronics, and 500 bucks pain and suffering. Although the pain and suffering was seeing my Nano, DIE! However he paid up last Friday and I got a Sidekick 2( I LOVE IT), Ipod Video( LOVE IT), and headed off to competition. Well, for a 6 hour damn car drive it was pretty fun. The competition was a blast, minus the part my mental blocks returned and I couldn't throw any of my tumbling. This is starting to piss me off, but I am just so damn paranoid when I attempt it. While in Florida for the competition I didn't use my Camera much, but I did take some pics with the Sidekick. We ate at this fish place that, was awsome. And I took this picture of a fish! We got first place. And on Saturday one of my friends on the team G, we were in the Elevator, and she had been telling me about her friend "R" who just just told her he was gay. I don't know him, but I kn

With my 18th Birthday, just days away. It is all I can think about, and it is different then any other birthday. Because I will no longer be bound by the rules of my parents. Even though nothing is really going to change, I just am going to feel a huge sigh of relief knowing I can move out anytime, and be myself. With the help of Sean today, he helped me fill out my paperwork for my incorporation. I have finally decided on the LLC after debating back and forth between it, and an S Incorporation. I am basing it in Nevada, although both Deleware, and New Jersey were appealing to me. And with Wyoming having done several major reformations, to it's Incorporation laws it was appealing as well. So was the Common Wealth, of Puerto Rico. Although one of the major reasons I placed it in Nevada was the setup of their Assest Protection Plan laws. I just signed up client number 9 today, and I have my website, and logo all designed. Even though the website looks like shit, I just needed somethi

You know those days, where you are a walking magnet of badluck. Today has been that day for me. Ex. 1. Walking to school today, I was talking to some friends, and not paying to much attention. I am getting near the entrance, and I just walk right into a damn pole. And damn did it hurt, while their asses are cracking up laughing, and my nose is bleeding. 2. I was at my locker, and the Asian chick below me screams," OUCH!!!" I had dropped 3 books ontop of her head, if this keep us she won't be top of our class to much longer. 3. Walking down the hall I walked into an open locker, and got another nose bleed while JJ and a Teacher crack a laugh. 4. In the lunchroom I am walking with my tray, and BAM. I fall and drop it all over me. I tend to zone out a lot, and if I am thinking about something when I am writing I will write it instead of what I am meaning to. In American Literature I am called up to the board, and instructed to write out 3 sentences from last nights assignm

I am going to be getting a Camera Phone. I have settled on the Sidekick 2, and it shall be here in a few days. I needed one, and this should make Naked happy. Lots of cute butts, and the weirdsness of living in Atlanta!

Last night I went out with some friends to Golden Corral. We rarely go there, but God was it fun. Then out of the corner of my eye I the cutest waiter. He wasn't Abercrombie and Fitch model hot, but he had that boy next door looking charm to him. He was adorable. I stared at him for a while then thought he was straight. Not until he turned and saw me staring at him did I turn my head around so fast. Then I noticed he kept looking over at me . Then I got up when I saw him at the service station, and he smiled at me and I smiled back. We kept doing a minor exchange of looks, and he was so cute. Walking around in his little red apron, and khaki pants taking drink orders. He wasn't our waiter though, but he kept walking by us. And he had such a cute butt. He has the cutest smirk to, halfway between a smile, and a michevious frown of, " Oh no it wasn't me!" I can't go back this week because I am going out of town for competition, but I will surely go next week by

If you want a serious laugh, and I mean by busting out laughing read this . I was bored and wanted to see what my 6 names ment, and came accross this online. It is hilarious.

Just got up, and I am not feeling that well. That thing they call a stomach, feels like Dick Cheney just shot me in it, and eyeballs are being bitches. On top of that I have a feeling this is going to be the Migraine from hell.

These quizes are oddly accurate at times.... Your Power Color Is Indigo At Your Highest: You are on a fast track to success - and others believe in you. At Your Lowest: You require a lot of attention and praise. In Love: You see people as how you want them to be, not as how they are. How You're Attractive: You're dramatic flair makes others see you as mysterious and romantic. Your Eternal Question: "Does This Work Into My Future Plans?" What's Your Power Color?

Not really alot of those things, I did when I was like in grade school, LOL. You Are 68% Evil You are very evil. And you're too evil to care. Those who love you probably also fear you. A lot. How Evil Are You?

I can't wait until OCTOBER.............................................................................

I have had an interesting day to say the least. To get to the interesting part... I was looking through Myspace.com for an old friend. I came accross someone else I had known my freshman year in high school, and had become good friends with. She had become pregnant, dropped out and gave birth. I hadn't seen her until last winter when she got a job at my place of work. She stayed there about 2 months before she left. I saw her again one night at Olive Garden she was a waiter there. She gave me her number, and the thought of her drifted to the back of my mind until today. I came accross her Myspace, and I saw Lesbian. I thought this is a mistake, then I clicked on view more pictures. There was her and her girlfriend, and her son. I was like ummm... This can't be write. I found her number stashed in my old phone and called her. She was like yeah, long story let's grab something to eat, and I will explain. I picked her up, at her apartment. She had her son with her, so I had t

I started watching the Real World in the New Orleans series. Now the only reason I started watching it was Danny, I thought he was so cute. But then I fell in love with it. There have been some gays on the show since I have started watching it. However many of them I just don't like. It's not that I don't like them, it's I can't relate to them. The ones I have loved, and could relate to have been Danny Roberts and Chris Beckman. I love Chris Beckman, the most, and the Real World Chigaco was my favorite season ever. I loved Bipolar Kara, and the whole cast that season. So far they haven't been able to duplicate that enjoyment for me. I just kinda watch it now if it's on during the day. I don't really like Tyler this season either. I guess I just can't relate myself to him, at all. Willie, Karamo, and Simon, just never really touched any buttons with me either. I just thought Simon was adorable.

I just got back from the Doctor in Atlanta, with my Mom. She is going to be having surgery March 22, to remove the 2 of the tumors. I am worried, but I was assured this doctor knows what he is doing.

RENT- Good Movie Saw II- Decent movie, not as good as the first, but still the ending fracked with my head a lot. Harry Potter 4: WHy in the hell do they have to drag this movie out to well over 4 hours. Come on British movie makes, Then they drag it out and I expect some HUGE, BIG, DRAMATIC, EXCITING conclusion, and it's some 2 minute battle with You Know Who. And then big bang boom, Dumbledoor states dark times grow near. THey could have made the movie 2 hours long, and kept all of the excitement instead of boring me halfway through it.

So, on Sunday I signed up for netflix. Their 17.99 a month plan, but I got a one m,onth free trial thing. So I just receieved DVD's in the mail today. I ordered Rent, Harry Potter, and Saw II mainly because I haven't seen any of them but RENT. If you haven't signed up, and your tons of movies like I do, but hate going to the theatre sign up for this.

I have a little brother, and he is so cute. He is 7, and just says whatever is on his mind, and it's funny because he doesn't know what he is saying, when he says it. The school calls and I go and pick him up. He has a fever, and they want him to go home. So I picked him up and we went to his favorite place to eat, for some reason which is the food place in the local Target. Well on the way out I needed to pick up some stuff. We get in the checkout line, and the woman next to us was checking out in another line. She had kids with her, and I didn't pay much attention. Well the Little Bro starts staring, and out of the corner of my eye I see what I thought was a 12 year old boy wearing girls clothes. The short hair, and the way it was talking. The Little Bro looks at me and the cashier and says as loud as a booming voice from the sky, " Oh My God, It's a boy wearing girls clothes!!!!!" The woman turns around so fast, and gives me that eye. Then I double looked

So I have been trying to get a webpage setup for my business. I just signed up client number 8 this morning, and I have so far done pretty well. I have decided I needed one, and I just am lost. All this jargin about hosting, FPT's, and crap. I don't understand it, and some web hosting sites range in price from 8-50 bucks a month. I honestly don't think I need the most advanced site service on the net. I also want something that looks decent, and all these templates I have so far found for sites oneline just are ugly. I bought my logo off of Ebay, and paid someone to design it for 10 bucks, and they did an awsome job. Same thing with the business cards, and equipment I use. I have saved a ton of money. I think I am just gonna spend 150 bucks, and buy one of these packages for hosting and custom design off of Ebay. These people are talented, and don't charge outragous amounts of money for things. All I need is a basic, 5 page, clean looking site. IF however you know of

Steven has thrown a spear. The attraction between us is still there, well for me anyway. But he avoids me. Then he IM's me, and starts telling me how he wants to go back out with his ex, this and that. It's all dandy, I just don't feel like doing this any more. He starts telling me my physical characteristics aren't what he is attracted to. That my face has slight acne in the corner, that I just am not good looking enough for him. This hurt. I will let it be, but God does it hurt. Being told someone doesn't like you because your not good looking enough. That you have a great personality, but your just not "hot enough" qoute, on qoute. The sad thing is even though I am upset I know I wouldn't want someone like that. Who really needs a relationship where everything is based on looks. I will not lie. Steven is far more attractive then I ever have been and will be. Maybe oneday years from now, he will look back and wish he hasn't of done that. I hope,

I was reading through some blogs, and I came accross this. I thought it was clever, wuick, and oh so charming. Mangaged - the act of two gay men becoming engaged to be married (or committed, as the case may be, until America seems fit to allow us our freedoms) Stolen from Boys Briefs . I can actually see myself using this word.

In order for me to stop posting YouTube.com videos here. I have decided to create another blog, where I post my daily finds of hot studs in youtube.com. Bois R Us is now online.