edward fox's reality

Rated TV-PG for Mild Language.

I guess I have some free time, though that is a relative word in this situation. I still have Spanish homework to complete from Wednesday. I can’t believe it’s already Friday. I thought Tuesday was Wednesday and so on…

I forgot to wear my new watch. Dammit.

If you read back two blogs, I needed some things for the Gala at the Academy (WHY did they have to name it that? Seriously.)… more specifically, clothes. I purchased the CK Shirt, same belt, same watch, same jacket/bomber. Yay.

My total for it all amazingly only came out to $230, mainly because the jacket was discounted because my mother had a FOLEY’s Account… from $110 to around… $75 or so. So was the watch.. -$5. So it was basically like not paying tax.

People are staring at me on the bus, wondering why I’m typing this early to my computer…

Maybe they don’t know that computers can be used for purposes other than AIM! OMG! Yes, it is possible. I just found that out yesterday. All this time, I thought they were just big Low-Level Communication Devices, really expensive-ones at that!

Apparently, AIM seems to have corrupted our way of life. Instead of turning to someone in the classroom to have a decent conversation, we turn to our AIM windows, because inevitably, there is someone online that doesn’t want to talk to you, but you think they are more interesting anyway, and you do one of the following:
a) stare at that AIM window until they reply with a short “hi”
b) make other AIM conversations to make yourself seem “cool” and “powerful”, which neither are words that would have described any action in front of a computer screen until these last few years…
c) stare at it, then wonder if you’re still connected, so you sign off where you hit your proxy about 50 times before it lets you sign on past the “Signing on again too soon” message…

Just a little note. I run my own proxy, so that message is non-existant, at least until we forgot to pay an internet bill.

Moving on to a lighter topic… not really.

While I was shopping with Mommy Dearest, I showed her those jeans that I liked. She thought I was crazy and told me that I “better not start to dress like that” and said that everyone who does looks “cuckoo” (and yes, that is spelled right). Fascinating! You mean to tell me that people who spend $60+ on a pair of jeans are guaranteed to look cuckoo? The hell? I told her… “Excuse me mother, I believe that I’m the one who lives in my generation” (I almost typed jeans there, ha.) “and not you.” She responded with “I don’t think so.”

I’m not going to touch that topic yet.

Oops, you found out part of my plan for next year.

Antonio is sometimes weird. He regrets things he said in the past to me. At least let me poke fun at it– you can’t deny that it happened.

Zack is entertaining still… I know I don’t ramble about him as much as I did before, and that’s mainly because, well, you should know by now that he’s next to my only friend… (Lead-In… to next topic…)

Jennifer had gotten a bit angry at me two days ago for some reason. Well, I know what the reason was. I was again confused with things that David had been saying, and Zuri was on and I was whining to her, too. It seems that, inevitably, everytime David opens up his mouth, he says something that gets twisted in my mind. It’s something that can’t be controlled, or avoided, unfortunately.

I haven’t been as nice as I had tried before, but I’m not totally giving up on that. Going back to topic…

Basically, I complained to Jennifer, stated she was fake. That really wasn’t my main message, but whatever.

Anyway, a lot of people don’t talk to me enough. That’s my thing. I will ramble to you until day’s end, because I want you to feel like I care. I don’t appreciate it when people talk right in front of me that say they are my friend… but that doesn’t annoy me, especially when it gets resolved.

Jessica Rivera. That _____ doesn’t like resolving anything. She always says “idc” (I don’t care for all you non-acronym-ers) and says that it’s all my problem. Maybe that’s why I’m enjoying life and she always feels confused, and whiny?

I get whiny because of other people’s actions, and if she hasn’t noticed that, the poor thing’s got problems.

I was even trying to be *Gasp* nice, for the record.

A lighter closing… Talk to people more; make them feel better Unless they bore you, then that’s no fun.