edward fox's reality

Rated TV-MA for Mature Language. Mature Content. A Mature Dose of REALITY. Yes, Be Frightened…

Are you Mature Enough?

If this blog doesn’t get comments, what will?!

Since I don’t like typing something out again that I typed in detail so well… and instead of pasting the log with my user name appearing in the middle of sentences from AIM, I thought it would be nicer for me to simply edit out my screen name repeatedly, and instead make it a few paragraphs… Let’s see how long this will take. It’s 6:01PM…

All of this rambling was done to my friend Zack, so with no editing on behalf, you get to read everything as honest as it should be.

Intelligence Boi (4:11:25 PM): What have I told you about a guy named Chris?
Zacko409 (4:11:32 PM): not much
Zacko409 (4:11:33 PM): lol
Intelligence Boi (4:11:36 PM): dammit
Intelligence Boi (4:11:39 PM): I never have time to ramble lol
Intelligence Boi (4:11:41 PM): OK well…

Let the story time begin. E>

he IMed me like 2 1/2 weeks ago and was like hey you like drum n bass and I’m like yay yes i do! friendship was born.

anywayyyyyyyyyyyy… well let me start it back a few days. Yesterday, I was with this lil freshman named Gerardo Perez. I think that’s how you spell his name. He is in my PE class and we don’t do much in the class at all… Well, I’ve known him since beginning of year, and for a month or so I was nice to him, then he was sort of an ass, so then I was rude to him, etc. etc. Let’s not go into physical/verbal details… Anyway, I stopped talking to him, so like a week ago I started talking to him again. He hangs out with this other freshman that’s pretty cool.

[[[Interruption ::: Can you tell that I really do like the thinking of freshman and 'lower' class men? More on that in a bit.]]]

Anyway, his friend (Gerardo), Christian, Tim, and I were in the back by the locker room, and I don’t want to sound gay, but… in Christian’s mind, he was thinking that it was like, ‘play-fighting’, and like Gerardo wasn’t very happy with that, and I was sort of getting pissed at Cristian and told him to leave him alone. After awhile he did… I mean neither of them say anything bad to me and I don’t know what got into either one of them but I didn’t ask. and Gerardo didn’t fight back really. he’s too fucking nice. and i was telling him, “Hey, you need to stand up for yourself on occasion. You shouldn’t let him push you around like that!” I asked him, “Does he do that a lot?” to which I got the unfortunate response of “Yeah.”

[Zack] would have known what else I would have said. (Remember, I’m simply pasting from my AIM conversation on 95% of this.)

I like changing clothes with people that I enjoy being around. I was wearing Christian’s little Adidas jacket, and he was wearing my Leather jacket. I don’t know what happened to his leather jacket. I keep asking him, but he doesn’t know where it went, heh.

Also semi-related (look, a positive thought!), I had traded watches with Gerardo on Wednesday. Fun fun. Got mine back today, and he got his back, both in the same condition at the initial time of the exchange. (:

I don’t know why, but I enjoy being surrounded by nice people.

[Zack responded to that one with: ]
Zacko409 (4:18:54 PM): lol
Zacko409 (4:18:56 PM): must [be] nice

I thought that was amusing. More on being nice in a bit… Back to the pasting.

All right, so [yesterday]…. Gees what a fucking mess.

5th Period, sort of yelled at the teacher. I have stress vans. They’re little squishy DART vans. [For all the non-Dallas residents...] DART means (DART is Dallas Area Rapid Transit). All these girls kept wanting to talk to me, and it was weird. During my 8th Period, 2 girls asked to go out with me. I don’t know what’s going on. I still don’t think I look good, but maybe they realized personality somewhat matters (:

I made a 60 on one quiz in Spanish and a 10 on another, but she didn’t count the second one because most (if not all) of the class did poorly.

So dude… This is where I’m going to deviate from the log. Some things are meant to be kept private. I know most of you haven’t seen my pyramid, so now is a good time to share it:

[Click above or here to see a larger version]

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I have just returned from my concert tonight at a church. Night 1 of 3 for the Concerts… If you want to see me (and we all know that you don’t), I am at some Plymouth Park Church across from where the old FAZIO’s used to be… It used to be such a great little (big) grocery store…

No more pasting… Yet.

Let’s go to the lunch that happened yesterday. Truly a wonderful event
Returning to present day, I finally walked over behind the stairs, which is where he sits everyday (usually), and I knew Cameron and Guillermo (or however his name is spelled) already, so that made the nervousness easier, sort of. I was worried that I was quite hideous (ugly!) and would scare him, or something. I finally made it over there, and there was this guy, and he was just standing there, quiet, peaceful (:

:Faints: He has the most beautiful skin.

If you don’t want to hear me rambling about a guy, turn away now.

Seriously though, awesome skin. I love his hair, too. And, for some reason, I loved the fact that he’s not ridiculously skinny. If we look into the past, you know that I’ve always liked everyone that I thought was attractive to be either the perfect weight, or that weight minus 20 lbs. I am so fucking heavy on that… Oh *Moans* I’m finally getting into my zone, so basically, you could have skipped all of that above… *Focuses*…

I have been (oddly?) thinking about all the people I care about the last few days, and it makes me feel good that I’m actually respecting them. At the top of my Respect Pyramid is Zackie
But that’s how life is. The point of caring about someone is to know that you do feel that bond with them. If you are expecting it back, you have the wrong purpose! I stole about 10% of that from another girl’s boyfriend’s Xanga quote. (If you can decipher that, propz to you because I did that in a weird order. Owner-Possession x2 … Yay for English Sk1llz.)

So why do I care about these people? Iunno. I’ve cared about Zack because I thought I would never actually have a best friend… Which REMINDS ME…

Who do you consider your best friend? And WHY? What is the damned reason that you think someone is special enough for YOU? What do you share with them? Is it just interests? Or thoughts, too? Or emotions as well? Or the turn-for-the-worse best-friendship, Sex? What do you have in Common?

If you can answer that question with at least the fact that you share each other’s thoughts, and not simply interests, you are definitely on the right track. Let’s get honest here. I’ll tell you what Zack and I have in common:
Computers. Caring. Love. Friendship.

That’s pretty much it. He’s into cars (Don’t get me wrong– I am, too, but I don’t know nearly as much, so that really helps me out that he knows it all =), girls, girls, more girls (except when they are bitches… and then we just want to get rid of them! *rAwR*)… He’s into a lot more things than I will ever be. I’m pretty much a lazy arse who just wants someone to ramble to…

On occasion, I’ll be interested in the things YOU are in, so why not take the time to be interested in the things that _I_ am in? You’ll make me (and possibly, the world) a better place. All changes start small. Why not start now?

I Love Zack, and care about him. I Love Chris, and care about him, too.

So, let me take a moment to make a promise. It’s so much shinier in digital format than simply verbal. There’s a record.

I promise to never knowingly do anything wrong to either or them, which includes but is not limited to: a) making them feel bad, b) lying to them, or c) sharing things that are private between me and them with other people.

As you have seen the pyramid, however, those rules generally do not apply to other people.

So if you want respect, give some to me, too.

*Hugs Zack + Chris – my fave buddies *

Holy #$%$. Welcome to my World.

Rated TV-MA for Mature Language. Mature Content. A Mature Dose of REALITY. Yes, Be Frightened…

Are you Mature Enough?

If this blog doesn’t get comments, what will?!

Since I don’t like typing something out again that I typed in detail so well… and instead of pasting the log with my user name appearing in the middle of sentences from AIM, I thought it would be nicer for me to simply edit out my screen name repeatedly, and instead make it a few paragraphs… Let’s see how long this will take. It’s 6:01PM…

All of this rambling was done to my friend Zack, so with no editing on behalf, you get to read everything as honest as it should be.

Intelligence Boi (4:11:25 PM): What have I told you about a guy named Chris?
Zacko409 (4:11:32 PM): not much
Zacko409 (4:11:33 PM): lol
Intelligence Boi (4:11:36 PM): dammit
Intelligence Boi (4:11:39 PM): I never have time to ramble lol
Intelligence Boi (4:11:41 PM): OK well…

Let the story time begin. E>

he IMed me like 2 1/2 weeks ago and was like hey you like drum n bass and I’m like yay yes i do! friendship was born.

anywayyyyyyyyyyyy… well let me start it back a few days. Yesterday, I was with this lil freshman named Gerardo Perez. I think that’s how you spell his name. He is in my PE class and we don’t do much in the class at all… Well, I’ve known him since beginning of year, and for a month or so I was nice to him, then he was sort of an ass, so then I was rude to him, etc. etc. Let’s not go into physical/verbal details… Anyway, I stopped talking to him, so like a week ago I started talking to him again. He hangs out with this other freshman that’s pretty cool.

[[[Interruption ::: Can you tell that I really do like the thinking of freshman and 'lower' class men? More on that in a bit.]]]

Anyway, his friend (Gerardo), Christian, Tim, and I were in the back by the locker room, and I don’t want to sound gay, but… in Christian’s mind, he was thinking that it was like, ‘play-fighting’, and like Gerardo wasn’t very happy with that, and I was sort of getting pissed at Cristian and told him to leave him alone. After awhile he did… I mean neither of them say anything bad to me and I don’t know what got into either one of them but I didn’t ask. and Gerardo didn’t fight back really. he’s too fucking nice. and i was telling him, “Hey, you need to stand up for yourself on occasion. You shouldn’t let him push you around like that!” I asked him, “Does he do that a lot?” to which I got the unfortunate response of “Yeah.”

[Zack] would have known what else I would have said. (Remember, I’m simply pasting from my AIM conversation on 95% of this.)

I like changing clothes with people that I enjoy being around. I was wearing Christian’s little Adidas jacket, and he was wearing my Leather jacket. I don’t know what happened to his leather jacket. I keep asking him, but he doesn’t know where it went, heh.

Also semi-related (look, a positive thought!), I had traded watches with Gerardo on Wednesday. Fun fun. Got mine back today, and he got his back, both in the same condition at the initial time of the exchange. (:

I don’t know why, but I enjoy being surrounded by nice people.

[Zack responded to that one with: ]
Zacko409 (4:18:54 PM): lol
Zacko409 (4:18:56 PM): must [be] nice

I thought that was amusing. More on being nice in a bit… Back to the pasting.

All right, so [yesterday]…. Gees what a fucking mess.

5th Period, sort of yelled at the teacher. I have stress vans. They’re little squishy DART vans. [For all the non-Dallas residents...] DART means (DART is Dallas Area Rapid Transit). All these girls kept wanting to talk to me, and it was weird. During my 8th Period, 2 girls asked to go out with me. I don’t know what’s going on. I still don’t think I look good, but maybe they realized personality somewhat matters (:

I made a 60 on one quiz in Spanish and a 10 on another, but she didn’t count the second one because most (if not all) of the class did poorly.

So dude… This is where I’m going to deviate from the log. Some things are meant to be kept private. I know most of you haven’t seen my pyramid, so now is a good time to share it:

[Click above or here to see a larger version]

—
I have just returned from my concert tonight at a church. Night 1 of 3 for the Concerts… If you want to see me (and we all know that you don’t), I am at some Plymouth Park Church across from where the old FAZIO’s used to be… It used to be such a great little (big) grocery store…

No more pasting… Yet.

Let’s go to the lunch that happened yesterday. Truly a wonderful event
Returning to present day, I finally walked over behind the stairs, which is where he sits everyday (usually), and I knew Cameron and Guillermo (or however his name is spelled) already, so that made the nervousness easier, sort of. I was worried that I was quite hideous (ugly!) and would scare him, or something. I finally made it over there, and there was this guy, and he was just standing there, quiet, peaceful (:

:Faints: He has the most beautiful skin.

If you don’t want to hear me rambling about a guy, turn away now.

Seriously though, awesome skin. I love his hair, too. And, for some reason, I loved the fact that he’s not ridiculously skinny. If we look into the past, you know that I’ve always liked everyone that I thought was attractive to be either the perfect weight, or that weight minus 20 lbs. I am so fucking heavy on that… Oh *Moans* I’m finally getting into my zone, so basically, you could have skipped all of that above… *Focuses*…

I have been (oddly?) thinking about all the people I care about the last few days, and it makes me feel good that I’m actually respecting them. At the top of my Respect Pyramid is Zackie
But that’s how life is. The point of caring about someone is to know that you do feel that bond with them. If you are expecting it back, you have the wrong purpose! I stole about 10% of that from another girl’s boyfriend’s Xanga quote. (If you can decipher that, propz to you because I did that in a weird order. Owner-Possession x2 … Yay for English Sk1llz.)

So why do I care about these people? Iunno. I’ve cared about Zack because I thought I would never actually have a best friend… Which REMINDS ME…

Who do you consider your best friend? And WHY? What is the damned reason that you think someone is special enough for YOU? What do you share with them? Is it just interests? Or thoughts, too? Or emotions as well? Or the turn-for-the-worse best-friendship, Sex? What do you have in Common?

If you can answer that question with at least the fact that you share each other’s thoughts, and not simply interests, you are definitely on the right track. Let’s get honest here. I’ll tell you what Zack and I have in common:
Computers. Caring. Love. Friendship.

That’s pretty much it. He’s into cars (Don’t get me wrong– I am, too, but I don’t know nearly as much, so that really helps me out that he knows it all =), girls, girls, more girls (except when they are bitches… and then we just want to get rid of them! *rAwR*)… He’s into a lot more things than I will ever be. I’m pretty much a lazy arse who just wants someone to ramble to…

On occasion, I’ll be interested in the things YOU are in, so why not take the time to be interested in the things that _I_ am in? You’ll make me (and possibly, the world) a better place. All changes start small. Why not start now?

I Love Zack, and care about him. I Love Chris, and care about him, too.

So, let me take a moment to make a promise. It’s so much shinier in digital format than simply verbal. There’s a record.

I promise to never knowingly do anything wrong to either or them, which includes but is not limited to: a) making them feel bad, b) lying to them, or c) sharing things that are private between me and them with other people.

As you have seen the pyramid, however, those rules generally do not apply to other people.

So if you want respect, give some to me, too.

*Hugs Zack + Chris – my fave buddies *

Oh, and, sorry for the lack of images. But the content of this blog is just that damned good.

In other news, one of the people that I started talking to again over the break was telling me that his friend thinks that he likes him (yes, him+him…) and was weirded out. I’m going to tell you the first thing that I said to him.

“Fuck him. If he doesn’t care enough about you to believe that you aren’t attracted to him like that, find another best friend.”

We spent hours discussing this topic.

While I was away, I got these IMs (on MSN Messenger):
xUsername Edit Please K Thnxx says:
well i can i think safley say the problem is solved the little fucker hates me and i dotn care anymore
xUsername Edit Please K Thnxx says:
and if th annoys me once more i will destroy him

Was I right or what?

Someone find an instance when I was wrong and comment about it. You’ll get $1 if I was truly WRONG. (:

And now, to end on a lighter note…

This was added at 11:30 on December 5, 2005 (Sunday).

That is all for now.