really, i do. haha, its interesting, its like... i don't even know. i just like blogging, i guess? if thats what its called? well, either way, i seem to have discovered that i actually actively like writing journals about whatever really gets out through my fingers. its like when you have diarrhea, but it doesn't hurt or feel weird when it comes out, then when you're done, its just like, 'yes~...success!'
anyway, now that i actually got that little smidget-of-a-realization out, i'm actually a little lost on what to babble about today.
hm...well, i s'ose i can start by saying that the to-do list i had in my other journal is well on its way to being done. i've been beat up, hurt, tossed around, and stepped on quite recently lately, its just what i need to get my mind off the horrible irony that is this stage in my life. its great, haha *sarcasm*.
oh, its such a long story, not sure if i have enough energy to waste your time on it. i got home around 3am this morning, got about an hour's worth of sleep, then went to work at 5am. i tell you, its the worst, but surprisingly, micro-bio didn't smell as bad as it usually does. but i did give up my lunch(break) to take a half-hour nap in my car. still exhausted.
but in any case, i'm actually skipping the incredible weekend i had, oh man. i love my friends so much, always able to pick me right back up.
OH, - - interjection - -

i'm proud to say that my best man isn't single no more, and he's currently with an awesome girl right now. i'm really happy for him, so yeah-

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anyways, sorry 'bout that, just... i'm genuinely happy, its so wonderful seeing it all happen frame-by-frame. but yeah, friday, i got some pretty heated words from my boss that day, came in late from a way long week (well, just wednesday was long, to be honest, but still, guh), but right after work, i drove over to my buddies, the Sarmiento's place. spent the entire weekend at their wonderful home, love it there. its almost like i'm part of the family! , haha
but it was all (to me, at least), i gigantic discombobulated mass of FUN. friday night, we just chilled a little (girlfriend-girl came over, and i gave her and her boyfriend-boy congratulatory high-fives before she left), and after setting out the futons, we just lay there for a while, getting ready to sleep. boy, i love deep/intellectual/pointless conversations ('til 6 in the morning. its been much too long). who thought that Donkey Kong on a train had anything to do with anything? haha, but that was a really enjoyable experience, sharing peace with my bro.
we passed out around 0645 after we heard a door open. the next d- er... later on that day, the Sarmiento family + john when to a nearby base (i was playing the ds for the youngest one during the ride there, so i don't remember too many details), and we walked around a bit. the exchange had a Guitar Hero 3 game set up in one of their mock-living-room set-ups, and there were a bunch of kids there playing it. me and francis decided to 'show them how it was done', but by the time we got there, they all left. i'm pretty sure they sensed our awesomeness and shy'd away.
after that, we all chilled at the mini-foodcourt outside. i saw gie's A&W rootbeer float, and i started craving one as well. delicious, i have to say; i want another one. well, all that time kind of flew by. after getting back to their pad, we waited around a bit, and made our way to the mall (aww, a date between boyfriend-boy and girlfriend-girl~).
we saw 'Forgetting Sarah Marshall', i think it was called. good movie, quite funny/random, but...oh dear, did i get a little bit of a shock here and there. too familiar, haha. after the movie, it was cold out, and gieselle was cold too, so i thought i'd be a gentleman. i took off my jacket, wound up, and threw it at her head at maximum-velocity. i didn't count on the zipper leading the way, so i felt totally awful, to say the least. when we got back to the sarmiento's abode once more that night, i asked if i could take a nap. pondering and wondering really tires you out. i planned on waking up in about 20 minutes, but i ended up passing out for the night, falling from the couch to the floor. i have no idea why i was that exhausted.
woke up the next day, nice and early, and realized it was sunday. the sarmientos go to church, and i don't, for a reason. well, i figured i could take it, go with them to church, i could suck it up. thing is, i didn't have a nice shirt, so i ended up borrowing francis'. let me just say this though...he's...a pretty thin dude. and...by comparison, i'm a pretty big dude. his nice shirt, a size small, is pretty loose on him. on me, on the other hand...it was comfortably snug, *sigh*.
well, we all made our way to the garage, into the van, to the church, and sat there, waiting for it to start. i thought this and that, choir practicing, the Sarmiento family there with me, - (skips forward) - and then church ended, we made our way to karen (girlfriend-girl), had a tiny exchange of words, made our way back to the van, back to the sarmiento home, and...chilled there. gieselle and i played with clay later on in the day, made her some onigiri earrings, she made a steve+gieselle broach and a little eli. i made an almost-done RPG-anjie.
i ended up leaving a little past midnight, a whole hour after karen left, but stopping for gas, and driving around to alleviate some stress (i almost died like, so many times), got me home around 3am. worst.
then today, some interesting news came in. kind of painful, if not a bit unreasonable (in my opinion), but what do i know. if thats really how it turns out, i'm totally way too scared to even try again. even if i had the chance right now, i wouldn't, just cuz i know things are too odd.
its almost as though my point of view isn't at all considered, i LOVE it *infuriated*.
oh well, maturity isn't forced or viewed in what you do or how you act. its just something that happens, and it hasn't happened yet. who knows when it'll happen, i'm a little eager to get it rolling.
ah, i love my situation, i'll bet you'd laugh at me if you knew the whole shit-storm of a story, haha.
i LOVE it. *sarcasm*