Yeah, so tickets for two to go see the Nutcracker are gonna run about $140 total. It better be worth it. But it'll be cool because I'll be spending time with her. Somebody asked me why I keep taking her to do stuff when it tortures my heart and soul so much. I replied with some lyrics from an Aerosmith song, I said, "Every moment that I spend with her is a moment that I treasure." Its sad really, but this is the stuff that makes a man stronger. I probably should say something to her about my feelings, but I don't want to ruin the good thing that I have going on with her right now. Somebody said that she might of changed her mind by now or that she might after I tell how how I really feel. I just wish that money could buy me love.
Its almost the weekend. And when I'm not working I'm either gonna be watching DVDs or doing homework. The DVDs, LotR and Star Wars specifically, are gonna rock my face. And I'm gonna rock my homework's face.
We had a discussion during lunch today about super-powers. Specifically, if you could only have one super-power, what would it be? The answers varied from real powers to puesdo powers that were made up on the spot. My one super-power? The ability to "Hulk" out. That would be awesome. Joe brought up the fact that you can't control that, but I don't care. It would still be awesome. And if the ability to "Hulk" out doesn't seem like a super-power, but more like a disadvantage because of the control issues, then I would have to choose super-speed. Flash style. That's right.
If I could "Hulk" out, I could rock faces super hard. If I had super-speed, I could rock faces super fast.
Thursday, November 14, 2002
Wednesday, November 13, 2002
Nothing exciting has happened to me the past couple of days.
We had our golf celebration today. It was only chips and dip in Mr. Day's room. But it was cool. Its gonna be weird next year on the team because my only friends were seniors that aren't gonna be there next year. Oh well.
I'm also gonna be spending a ton of money on tickets to take her to see the Nutcracker in December. It better be as good as people say it is because those damn tickets are expensive.
I need to get back on track, I've been slacking on my homework this week. I need to start rocking its face again.
Monday, November 11, 2002
Weekend Rating: Pretty Good
Saturday: I wake up and sit around for awhile. My cousin shows up w/ his stuff for spending the night. I'm like, "You're spending the night?" He says, "Yeah." I reply with "Well, we're gonna go to bed early because I have to wake up at four o'clock in the morning to go to work." He's like "OK." We sit around for awhile then we go see jackass: the movie. Its as funny the second time as it is the first. We go back to my house and watch American Pie and American Pie 2. We give Hannah a ride home from work and then I go to sleep.
Sunday: I wake up at four and go to work. We have our big holiday kick-off meeting at nine. I work until two o'clock. I get off and go home. Instead of taking a nap until Hannah's "party," I chill on my computer and watch TV. I call her (not Hannah, but the other her, the one I've mentioned on here before) up and see if she wants to go to the party. Before I called I thought I knew what the answer would be, but I was wrong. I pick her up at 7:30 and go to Hannah's. Nothing is going on. I watch "The Simpsons" and "King of the Hill" and feel sorry for her the whole time because I don't think she was having fun. So instead of subjecting her to something that I wasn't even having fun at we cut out. We decide to go see a movie. We stop by my house to figure out what movie to go see. 8 Mile at 9:50. We go out there and wait in line. The bastards check ID. We go to Parkway Plaza and watch Sweet Home Alabama instead. The movie sucks. And it left me broke. I take her home and then I come home and go to sleep.
Monday (Veteran's Day): I sleep until eleven o'clock. I wake up and chill until three o'clock when I go to work. I go to work. I come home and chill some more. That brings me to now.