Wednesday, January 31 In the most peculiar ways, I relate incredibly well to an entry that apathy.nu's writer, Elisha, wrote on January 21. Even though He lives only fifteen minutes away (compared to the hours that Adam seems to be from her), but it feels as if I see him once every eternity. Of course, there has been a reason for this. And it had to hit today, of all days.
He was supposed to visit today. The pre-set plans were that He was supposed to come over around 3:30 or 4:00 pm because "Fred" was going to bring Him over after "Fred" got out of a meeting. The plans changed, without Him knowing. "Fred" insisted that they stay so that "Fred" can try out for a role in a play aptly called The Boyfriend. So, by the time He got home to drop off his stuff, His mother decided that it was too late for Him to come over and that He should "spend time with the family" since He had "been out" so much in the past few days. These outings, of course, were not even including me. They included "Fred" and other people: ditching school for half a day, getting Him a job that was at the same place that "Fred" worked, fixing "Fred's" car. Stuff like that. It got to the point that He was eating lunch with "Fred" and his group of friends, rather than with myself and my group of friends. Of course, since He and "Fred" aren't really on talking grounds, I don't think that they will eat lunch with each other anymore.
I couldn't be happier. Well, no. That's a lie. I'd be perfectly pleased if He'd visit me. One day. »
Tuesday, January 30 Some songs bring back amazing memories. I listened to the once-popular Spice Girls and I thought about those previous summers that I listened to songs like "Wannabe" and "2 Become 1" and thought about how deep and intimate the words were. And, here I sat today, listening to the same scratched CD that I had once cherished with my life. I started to hum "Wannabe", but found myself belting along when the song ended. I fast-forwarded past the least-favorites and repeated the songs I loved. And it was weird to go back to those summers when I loved the Spice Girls. It was the summer that I started a webpage with Meredith that was based upon Victoria Adams Beckham. That's how I learned HTML. That's how I became closer friends with Meredith. That's eventually how I learned about Kelly's existance. That's what started lots of things in my life -- lots of good things, lots of good memories, lots of cheerful and happy-go-lucky moments.
I put the CD on repeat. »
On this day, in 1649, King Charles was beheaded. On this day, in 1917, the first jazz record is created. On this day, in 1933, Aldolf Hitler is named Chancellor of Germany.
And, on this day, in 1956, a great person was born: my father.
Though his birth seems minute compared to the other events that happened on this day, there is still a sparkle of delight to know that he is alive. He has made me smile when I was sad; he has made me stronger, he has made me more powerful, he has always been there when I needed a helping hand or someone to laugh with. And I have yet to thank him for being such a wonderful father that he is.
So, I thank you, father. I thank you for understanding me. I thank you for being the one I relate to in the most peculiar ways. I thank you for making me stronger, even if I don’t always seem that way. I thank you for making my life so great. And I thank you for loving me, because it’s always good to have mutual feelings.
Happy birthday, father. May it be as happy as possible. »
Monday, January 29 For a long time, I had wanted to alternate things that were going on with my personal webspace. I wanted monthly (instead of weekly) archives. I wanted a more "serious" and "understanding" feeling to emerge. All the old goodies are available on the sidelines, for your pleasure. An "about" and "contact" section have re-emerged. The photos of my friends (called "alibis" in the newest updates) have been removed and rather been replaced by their alter-names (none of the names, minus myself and one of the alibis, are their true names), ages, and three words to describe them. These, of course, are not the best three descriptions of each of them. But, for now, it shall do.
I'm also trying to set up an alternative project (a community webspace), so this site may be less updated than it had been in previous times. Soon enough, however, the community website's URL will be posted here. I hope that you enjoy the future updates. »
