:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::

:: Friday, September 19, 2003 ::

Hello all. The Newspaper staff is doing a story on Blogs, and they apparently wanted to put a sidebar of Blogs in the paper, so mine ended up being in there.

So, hello to all you Newspaper staffers looking at my blog.

Oh, what happened to Theo at rehearsal: So, out in the never-ending party (As we have so monikered) that is the hallway of the E-Building, Theo has a coke. So he's tossing it up and down, essentially shaking it. So he opens it, and it starts to spew. So he sticks it in his mouth, but his mouth gets full of the foam so the whole things spews all over himself. I nearly collapsed out of laughter...but, then again, so did about everyone else in the hallway.

Um...oh...I wanted to post this. This is a reponse from Andrew on my post on the 15th. Since AOL sucks and isn't allowing me to save E-Mails to my favorite places anymore (Bastards), I figure this is the only way. So...yeah.

Well, hey.
Um. . . where to begin? Oh, well, first off, you really need to have a comment section on your blog--I was at a loss, until I remembered that little thing called e-mail. . . .
Man, this figures--as usual I have something that I'd really like to say but have no clue how. Okay, well then I guess I'd like to begin by saying that I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I ever made you feel like a third wheel or like I was keeping something from you. And I know that I probably have done that, but trust me, I never did it consciously. I do attempt to talk to you, but I just feel like neither one of us have anything to say, which is just true--there's plenty I'd like to talk to you about. I don't know why that is, I just kind of, don't know what to say? No, that's not true, I. . . dammit. I don't know. I mean, I think that we probably have a lot in common, so I don't see why there always seems to be an awkward silence, and I absolutely hate that. And I like hanging around with you, I mean, I know we don't hang out that often, but I wish we did because I always have a lot of fun. I don't have any secrets that I keep from you, I really wouldn't even see any reason why to keep something from you because I really do consider you to be one of my closest friends. Which again, I know might seem a little odd since we don't really talk about stuff, but I wish that we would. (Okay, sorry for repeating myself if I do.)
Okay, I do think of you as someone who is really smart, not that that's an insult. I mean, as far as book smarts, I think we all know who that award would go to (damn her,) but you seem to be more mature about some things. Like when it comes to talking to Diana or Brittany or whoever, sure they're great friends, but I feel like I can only talk to them about. . . I don't know, funny things, I can't ever talk about philosophy or religion or what I want to do in life, or even just everyday things because they'd say "Well, shut up," and, of course, then Brittany would slap me. Of course, I'm not saying that you're not one of my 'funny-talkin'' friends, it's just that I value that other side of people a too. . . .
Hh (since I don't know how to type the sound I'm making.) Well, anyways, I just wanted to say I'm sorry. And, I mean, feel free to talk to me as well about stuff, PLEASE! . . . But, yeah. I really need to learn to be more articulate--there's just a lot I would have liked to have said, but I really don't think I've done a great job at getting my point across (sorry for that as well.) Alright, just know that, and don't freak out or anything. And please don't be depressed, not that you don't have a reason to, but I mean, I don't know, at least you seem to be handling everything well. I need to shut up now. Oh, but before I do though, I was just re-reading this and there's not really anything I want to take out, so if there is something in here that might seem like I'm offending you, or that isn't sincere, or any kind of crap like that, know that that is not what it is, please--I'd hate for you to hate me for something that I said or, whatever. Like I said, I'm very, very sorry. . . . Uh, damn. I guess that's it. Alright, I'll talk to you later.

Drive safe,
- Andrew

Teacher Quote of the Day

The great thing about Theo is that I can abuse him, and he doesn't even know it
-Mr. Dillard on Theo

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:: Nick Friday, September 19, 2003 [+] ::