17 today.

I should go buy an R-rated movie...

Boo.

Okay. So I am indeed alive. We're fine and all that jazz. We got evacuated the saturday before last, and the hurricane didn't even touch us here in Dothan. Reed rode home with us and stayed with us the whole time. We go back to school tommorow, thank god.

I hear the school hasn't been hit too bad, but Reed tells me that Arthur said the coffeehouse's roof caved in. I havn't heard anything else about that, though, so I dunno.

I'll see everyone tommorow, I guess.

In the meantime, I'm bored, so I did a stooopid little meme.

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Hey kids.

I'm back at school.

Direct any and all mailbombs/etc to :

Joe Montefusco
1255 Dauphin St.
Mobile, AL 36604
Box 272

And hot hot phonesex in-room to 251-441-2243

My stomach hurts :/

But, I finished my new vector.

( Shadowrunner )

This is not an update.

In for the win with a new icon.

I probably stared at it for a good five minutes quietly going "unf unf unf unf" to myself in time with the thrusts. Good times, good times.

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I got a DS a few weeks ago! It's silver and shiny and pretty. I got Mario 64 DS and Wario Ware for it as well. I'm thinking about going out and getting Zoo Keeper too. And come August, I'm so totally getting Nintendogs like you wouldn't believe.

In case you're wondering (which I'm sure nobody is), I'm getting the Lab version because it has the Welsh Corgi :D

Uhhm..

What else..what else..

School starts in 2 and half weeks. Jesus-titty-fucking-christ. On one hand, I'm really excited about seeing everyone, and moving back in will be fun. On the other, just like every other student ever, I don't wanna go back to the work T.T

I finally got my gig 'o ram courtesy of Circuit City. Filby alerted me of an awesome sale they were having. 22 bucks for a 512 mb stick of 400 mhz DDR. It's so grand. It's amazing how much better Vampire: Bloodlines runs now. It's actually playable now! Crazy.

In parental unit news, my parents finally got the stove they've always wanted. Propane fueled, 5 burners, stainless steel. It actually is pretty nice. I havn't gotten to use it yet, but when I do, that will be one motherfuck of grilled cheese.

NEO DIES IN THE NEW HARRY POTTER BOOK

That's right. SPOILED, SUCKERS!

Quality.

Oh, look.

I'm home a day early. Damnit.

I could be with Megan right now, but instead, mother nature sent me a big "Fuck you." in the form of hurricane Dennis. We were supposed to stay up in Huntsville until tommorow, whereupon we would leave sometime in the morning and get home that afternoon. Instead, we messed around all morning and then heard that Dennis was moving in a whole 24 hours than expected. We heard this around 2:00 this afternoon, and Megan was on her way with her parents to come meet us at John's apartment (ps, Megan lives a good half hour away from his apartment). At about 2:15, my parents decided it was best that we go home now. So, there I am..it's about 2:30, and I have to call Megan (who, by the way, is already almost at the apartment) and tell her that we won't be taking her out to dinner tonight, and I won't see her again until school starts again.

Shittiest phone call I've ever had to make.

Well, they decide to come and drop Meg off anyway (her parents had to go to a retirement party in the neighborhood) and we took her home instead. She looked so great, and I could tell she had probably been excited to go hang out with us this afternoon and evening, and there I was having the honors to tell her that all that was going to waste, and that we weren't going to hang out. Ugh..I still feel lower than dogshit.

Fuck you, nature.

Going to Huntsville for the weekend.

AFK.

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Yeah, so this will be the first time seeing Meg after move-out day (that would be May 27th for those of you keeping score at home). It's been way too long. We're also going to see my brother, John. Mr. Upstanding-member-of-society-guy-with-a-well-paying-job-and-an-apartment-with-loads-of-hot-babes-and-cash-and-stuffs himself. Out on his own. Lucky fool. D:

I need to get back in the habit of updating this more often. To go with this new post, I have a shiny new layout and colors for your (okay, mostly my) viewing pleasure.

See you guys Monday, I guess.*

*Except Reed, Megan, Elena, Sarah, and Lierin....and Mr.Shigglesworth.

Attention motorists, commutors, and other assorted road warriors of Alabama: I have my driver's license.

You have been warned.

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Yeah, okay. So I havn't updated in pretty much forever and a day, but them's the breaks I s'pose. Does anyone even still read this space? Eh, who knows.

I got GTA San Andreas earlier this week (I even drove myself to the mall to get it!). I've been pretty much playing it non-stop since I got it, much to the discontent of Meg and everyone else, I'm sure. I guess I pretty much dropped off the face of the earth this week. Sowwy.

Since nobody in town wanted to hire my inexperienced 16 year old ass, my parents decided to employ me as slightly more than slave labor. The only difference being that I do indeed get paid. I'm generally going to be helping around the house. You know, mowing the lawn, helping remodel the kitchen, doing research for a new computer for dad, errands, etc. At least I get fat loot for doing it :D

Goddamn. I miss campus D:

Okay, kids.

This is how it's gonna go. I leave contact information here, and you don't lost contact with me over the summer. Especially you seniors. Fuckers. Have to leave us underclassmen, doncha? :(

Home phone: 334-794-0016

Address: 8466 Cottonwood Road
36301 Dothan, AL

Aim: F1a7line

Email: sirarokens@gmail.com

Write me! Mail me! Message me! Call me! Molest me! Etc.

Please? <3

So, I've been thinking recently. Now, I know what you're thinking- "Oh jesus. Not another excessively-emotive, whiny, over-analytical, teenage-angst filled post on self-realization." Well, no, not exactly. I have, however, actually come to a realization.

I want to raise a family. I want to be successful. No, more than that. I want the white picket fence, the two model kids, the environment killing minivan, the house payments, tax payments (resulting tax returns), DIY channel. The home equity loans, the mid-life crisis, the happy wife, starter home in the 'burbs, keeping up with the Jones', soccer practice, 9 to 5 life. Not the starving artist in New York with a studio-loft apartment looking over the projects. I do want the "American dream". I want the life that I always used to scoff at and go "Oh, how pedestrian." in my moody angst laden teenage way.

However, I can't help but wonder; is this maturity surfacing? Or this just another one of my melodramatic flights of fancy? Who knows.

Better yet, who cares?

I'm concerned.

4 people were kicked out last night- one was an RA.

While I was in no way involved with the activities that caused them to be expelled, I'm still concerned. I am in such a state because I worry about my peers. It shocks me what people do when they attain a certain level of freedom. I don't know, maybe it's because I lived a sheltered life. Maybe it's because I never heard about people getting absolutely smashed and then doing insanely stupid things from anywhere but the news. Supposedly "responsible" adults never supplied alcohol to minors, and kids weren't vomiting in their rooms due to consuming an inhuman amount of vodka.

Now, I know admin is going to be truly pissed off over this. They just lost a decent amount of funding for next year since their student count has dropped so low this year. Admin, this is what happens when you constantly lower your prerequisites for attending this school more and more. This school wasn't founded just so kids could get away from their parents and get wasted every weekend. This school was not founded so people who make a 12 on the ACT can come here and do as they please. It was founded so that the best and brightest of this state can have an excellent outlet for their intelligence. As these standards lower every year, you attract more and more scandal such as the events of this past weekend. Earlier this year, 6 students were kicked out over the course of 1 night.

See any trends here?

I can only hope that the admissions office has learned something over this. When you accept dumb students, they do dumb things. I pray the class they accept this year isn't as bad.