So apparently it's a new fad to just sit around and cram all this shit down my throat. I've got people suggesting universities left and right, parents telling me what to do with my life, friends telling me they are there for me and ready to listen when I'm ready to talk, siblings trying to 'guide me through the rough times.'

It's all total bullshit.

I don't understand this constant need to worry over me. All these people suddenly decide that I'm a huge deal. I never have been before, why start now? My post-secondary education has now become the BIGGEST THING IN THE WORLD. Fuck my health, all that matters is what I do with the rest of my life.

My parents haven't seemed to notice that all of their whole divorce situation has been effecting my health. Waking up to hearing them arguing about the same thing when I went to sleep. I seriously think I've become terminally depressed. I can't get proper sleep, no matter how long I do, I have perma-bags. I'm starting to lose the will to eat. I've been in a sour mood non-stop.

I need alone time. Time for myself, by myself. And I can't get it. Everyone seems to be so worried over me. It's like I'm some kind of disfunctional being who after almost four years of being fine, has someone crashed and burned. Everyone talks to me like I'm an idiot. I just can't handle all this shit, it's so frustrating and nothing is going right.

We're moving, and people keep telling me about where I can live. How I can move with mom, stay with my sister, go with my father. Why does everything have to be worked out right this second? Everything is far too fast-paced for me. I need time to just relax, and I can't get it. What with school projects being thrown at me every other day and coming home to find that my room is all distorted because someone needed to find something and thought it MIGHT be in my room.

My family is just causing too many problems for me, and it doesn't help that I've lost my best friend and now I'm thrown into the air and forced to figure out which way to land without snapping my neck.

My air has become a flurry of confusion, delusion and preconceived notions. When did my world stopped relying on me for the answers?

I would want manipulation over the elements, it allows for so many possibilities :]

Air, Fire, Water, Earth, Spirit, Thunder, Wood, Light, Darkness, Ice, Energy.

Things aren't exactly normal, if you could call anything normal that is.

Rather than having the usual schedule, usual roues around the school and that 'usual' stuff, things are unusual. I used to talk to my best friend everyday, have lunch with her and that. But now she's decided fucking up her life is a lot more fun. She goes to school, but doesn't attend any of her classes, one of which I am in. I can't say I'm too upset about it, too much of her was stressful, but now I don't have a best friend anymore.

It's fine. Most times I would be extremely upset, telling myself I've lost all hope and all my friends. But I've managed to find friends in every single class. (Which of course shouldn't be easy when you've had 3 years to get to know people in your grade.) But I've found a lot of the time I've been talking to people I didn't like so much earlier on. I'm also starting to get into more activities at lunch, I'm thinking about joining Choir, I've already joined Glee. So that'll take care of Tuesdays and Fridays. Maybe I'll even start going to GSA. Wednesday.

Musical Theatre. Good lord I'm sooooo happy I switched into the class. I've got meself a family again :] Speaking of, Zoe just signed in :]
We're performing The Wedding Singer as the musical this year. I can't say I'm not thrilled about it. I listened to the opening song and I actually love it. I can tell it's gonna be a fucking rad experience. We've been running auditions all week, vocal and dance.
Good news is I nailed Vocal Auditions. I was the very first to go since the guys had to audition first (there are only 6 in the class and 4 leads, makes it easier to choose who gets what.) So anyways, guys had to audition first, teachers asks which of the guys will go first. I've been ready for a while, and when I heard the whisper "Kyle, go first, you'll get brownie points." I leapt at the chance. I ended up singing Alone by Heart, as opposed to Grow Old With You from the show. Two other guys performed that song, so I'm extremely happy that I chose to sing the former.
Dance Auditions. Good lord they were brutal. My ass is still incapable of moving in a natural pattern. No one did exceptional, I put a lot of energy into it, and I know that I have the vocal portion wrapped up. It's basically a battle between me and another guy for the lead.

Now I'm not trying to sound self-centered or anything, I'm not being cocky. I'm incredibly proud of myself for accomplishing what I have. I know I'm not the greatest singer, but the fact that I nailed my audition makes me proud enough to say so with pride. People have told me that my voice is incredibly good, I've improved a lot since last year. The guy who I'm competing against for the lead even said that my voice was really god, how I had a lot of range. But yes, doesn't mean I'm confident in my part in the musical. If not Robbie, then George.

I've picked up numerous friends, and gotten closer to acquaintances. I love the people I interact with, I can open up to them about anything. My life isn't the greatest, but things are looking up.

I'm most likely getting a job, with my friend Sydney. She handed in my resume for me and said that her manager was looking to hire a guy for full-term work rather than just Christmas help. Aww yee, the place is meant for house decoration, so the store itself is beautiful. Not gonna hate goin into work everyday :P

I have a new guy I like. Thank God the era of Paul is over. (Btw, we hardly talk anymore. I guess we ran out of things to talk about.) But ANYWAY, he's adorable and really nice.
I have yet to speak to him.

It's been a while, and I plan on using a lot of coloured texts, so get used to it :P

Alright, so school starts in about TWO DAYS, and I have nothing ready whatsoever. My hair is a complete and total mess, but I can't get a haircut until after the first day, how wonderful. I haven't been able to update my wardrobe, but every paycheck makes for a new article of clothing. I need to get all my supplies and shit prepped and I have to HOPE TO GOD that my guidance councilor is not only ABLE, but WILLING to switch two of my classes around.

Yep, school is gonna be pretty awesome.

This summer has been a complete and total flop, and I'm not the only one to admit it. Blame it on the recession or just the fact that our planet is apparently causing summer to become totally fucked weather wise. The weather hasn't affected me whatsoever, but since the money drawback is in effect, I haven't been able to do much of anything. I should have gotten a job, but the scare that it's so hard to get one has forced me into a laze.

So once I get back to school, and into the routine of things, I'm gonna smarten the fuck up. I'm going to get a job, hopefully one I don't hate too much. I'm going to go so hardcore nerd that I'll probably find studying as more of a recreational activity than anything. This is my final year of high school, the one that counts. The one that all the universities are looking at, and then after that it's university, which scares me shitless.

I don't know what it is, but the thought terrifies me. I really don't want to go through the process of taking all of my stuff and moving it somewhere else, but I know for a fact I want to get away from home. Home isn't all that bad, not as bad as any other house really. And since the money issue, it seems I might be forced into staying here for another four years. I just need to get away from it, I've been here too long, it's causing too much complexities with my mind. I need to escape the country, I just don't think it's really my way of living. My mom claims that if I weren't living in the country I wouldn't have the creativity I would because my social life might actual result in the same level as any other teenager. But that's total bullshit, creativity is not a reaction to living space.

I'm so sick of living here, with my parents and all. No offense to my family, but I'm just sick of dealing with them. They claim I eat everything, never clean up after myself, all I do is sit on the computer. Well, I snack through the day rather than eat real meals, I always clean up my dishes, rinse them out and put them in the dishwasher, and there's nothing else to do since our Satellite is non-existent and we have to waste a lot of gas whenever we drive anywhere. And then my mom makes dinner, and doesn't rinse the pot, so I have to go and scrub all of the tomato sauce, cheese and pasta noodles from it. Nothing worse than a hypocrite.

Ugh, as much as I hate school, I really am looking forward to it. Seeing my friends everyday, having something productive to do, hopefully. My friends become my family during the school year, and I'd choose them over my parents any day. I'd rather deal with bitchy jocks and cheerleaders than face my siblings on a regular basis thanks. This is why I want to escape London. London is filled with idiots and retards. Sorry, mentally disfunctioned people. (In the social sense.) I mean London is pretty bad, but from what I can tell, other places are just as bad if not worse. Of course, the money issue presents itself, and I'll probably go to Western and be stuck in London for another four years of my life.

I should have smartened up a long time ago, if I had than maybe I would have had a chance at surviving. But I didn't, and I don't. The future is extremely heavy, and my shoulders can't support it.

I finally hung out with Katt yesterday, and of course it was the usual hangout. I ended up giving her a blanket I had bought from D-Tox a while back for a belated birthday, by a month, but I also included it as a homecoming gift, which was three months late, haha. But she loved it, so it's all good.

So today, pretty awesome day. I literally spent all of it sleeping. I tried reading, but I found myself just skipping portions of text hoping to god when I turned the page I would see the next chapter so I could go to sleep. I took a nap, and then I kind of just stayed in my room playing Pokemon Diamond. I preoccupied myself until I got on the computer.

I met my older sister's potential new girlfriend today, she's pretty cool, not gonna lie. She's gotten an okay from everyone in our family. Half of my family is gay, haha.

They've been kind of lovey-dovey with each other this whole time, and when I looked out the window I saw the intertwined fingers. And that's when I kind of crumbled. Now normally I don't care with Public Displays of Affection or PDA. But I have no idea why, lately I'm just forced myself away from it. I guess I've turned into one of those people who gets all freaked out about that. Not to the point where I'll bitch at them, but just get myself away from them.

Where this came from I don't know, maybe I'm jealous? I don't know, I know I've wanted to have someone for like, ever. But I have no clue why I got all worked up over this kind of stuff NOW, as opposed to just always being irritated by it.

I realized I'm a very unhappy person, like REALLY unhappy. I'm just not happy with my life right now, like, I need to fix it. But I have no real willpower to do it. It's one of those things where you know you should do something and you really want to, but waste all your energy thinking about it. And you quickly realize you have no idea where to start, how to start or if you can ever really accomplish it.

Today was a little bit strange. I ended up waking up later than usual, because I watched Planet Terror. (Which by the way is probably the most hilarious thriller you can ever watch. Plus it had Rose McGowan in it as the lead <3) So that brought me up later than usual, leaving my body to steep in the bed.

As soon as I woke up I went for breakfast, made my every-morning hot chocolate and grabbed the bag of grapes. I went back to my bed to write in my storyboard. It's not a real storyboard, but rather my planning out of the plot of my story. I have this strange disease in which I get a really good story idea and I focus more on the end of the book rather than the beginning. I get all wrapped in the idea, until out of no where I'll get another story idea. That idea seems highly more successful so I'll drop the previous idea and run with the newer one, only to have the same pattern occur. But this time I've really decided to stick with my idea. I'm plotting out every chapter, I have character sketches all planned out. This one I'm going to force myself to finish. People have encouraged the idea, after explaining the plot they seemed really enthused by it. Rather than just being supportive since it is my idea, as opposed to just something I like.

I didn't really write that much, I just needed to start on the conclusion. I've plotted that far, which is really encouraging to me.

After that I grabbed my pillow, my book and a blanket that I use to lie on while swinging in the hammock. I've decided to re-read New Moon, since the movie will be coming out in November, I want to grasp as best I can, the plot-line so that I don't make comments about a movie screw up and realize it is just my feint memory of the novel. So I read two chapters of that, which lead me to roughly 2PM.

I was really bored, the computer was in use, the TV was not operational. I could just put on a movie, but I've watched every one in my house to the point where I can almost recite every line, not to mention I completely lose focus to the point where I sit there counting the passing minutes, asking it to please hurry up and end already.

So instead I just laid down on my bed, and it didn't occur to me until that moment that I was kind of tired. I changed my fan to instead of push the warm air out, to bring the somewhat cool air of outside in, and kicked up the speed. I pulled off my socks and just waited for sleep to come over me. It lasted about 2 hours, unusual for me in all ways. I rarely ever go for a nap, or even if I attempt it sleep won't come unless I am full-on physically, mentally or emotionally exhausted. And when that happens I'm asleep from around 5 to 9, and I've wasted all of my evening pretty much. So it was kind of refreshing to know that I can bring myself to take a nap every once in a while and not waste a lot of my daylight hours.

After the nap my mother questioned where I was, and once she was informed of my rest she ensured me I was ready to mow the lawn. I was exhausted still, I think that the sleep made me worse off than beforehand, but regardless I was hungry. They had just gone grocery shopping and my little sister promised me that she'd grab some Zoodles for me. So I popped them in the microwave and ate my lunch, while I checked all of my internet networking sites.

Shortly after that, I grabbed my little sister's iPod, which she informed me was running low on battery and would no doubt die half way through the chore or even before the halfway mark. I jumped onto the lawn mower and made the job as quick as possible, and surprisingly enough the iPod lasted until the job was done. I prayed for it to work until at least all the Paramore songs were done playing, only because this iPod, I knew, only carried a limited variety of songs I would enjoy passing through my ears.

When I came in, my family had already had dinner. I grabbed the piece of chicken that was that nights main course and heated it, then went on to show my mom the clip that my group did of the movie Juno in video class. That was back in first semester, but I had watched it recently, laughing at how terrible it turned out. Every time I watch it I have the strangest smile on my face, I guess attempting to cover my shame, but also just reveal my amusement in it.

I got onto the computer again, and started talking with some people. One of them being Sydney, who turned the conversation sour rather quickly. I can't help but feel things are getting sour all together with her. I hope that they aren't, but my attempts to contact her are feeble and when I do get a hold of her there never really seems to be much of a conversation, though MSN proves me wrong, as that would be the title of the window she is in.

Jamie came online and tried her best to help me with some LiveJournal things, but I'm pretty sure I'm hopeless.

I got a hold of Sarah, and we talked about how we need to see each other this summer. I completely agree with her, and hopefully it'll happen soon.

I really need to get a move on this job thing and hangouts situation.

Look at me posting in the middle of the morning. This is rare, it's usually at the end of the day.

Unlike most posts, this one's actually kind of positive.

So yesterday, I was getting pretty angry. Found out my little baby Iris is going to get pregnant, not too happy about that, but what can ya do? It's more of a drive to get a job, since I'm going to have to pay for her medical bills. Somehow people decided vets were going to be mega expensive. And of course my cat gets medically injured during the great recession.

But regardless.

I've been writing a lot more, which is unusual. The other day I actually sat down with a fudgsicle in hand and started writing. I wrote four poems, FOUR! Never happens in one sitting, usually it's only two at the most. And I'm not usually proud of my work either, like most people I tend to tell myself I can write better and just have a negative point of view towards it. But I'm not ashamed of those poems, I could gladly run up to anyone and be like
"LOOK WHAT I WROTE :D"

Last night I was sitting in my room watching Sisterhood of Traveling Pants 2, and alright, before you go on about it, my mom rented three movies and the girl at the store accidentally gave my mom the wrong movie. So, in spirit of that, and of course that the other two movies I had no interest in whatsoever, I decided it best to give the movie a viewing. I had already seen the first one since it was the only movie that ever broadcasted over the movie network a few summers ago. Also, I could tell no one else in my house would really want to watch the movie, so I did my best to put it to good use. Now as it turns out the movie was meant to be uplifting, a story about four best friends sticking together, but the movie started to make me upset. These were four best friends, could share everything with each other and all that jazz. Friends like that are not realistic, having a group of four that have survived through the years and still maintain an awesome friendship, but even though it was only movie-based, and totally fake, I was still envious. This is because, I don't really have a group of friends anymore, and not even that, I don't really have much of a best friend either. Best friends you adore with all your heart and want to see all of the time, but my best friend I can only handle in small doses and she irritates me a lot of the time to tell you the truth. So here I was, moping about my lack of friendships in my room watching a chickflick.

But as the movie progressed I started to get uplifted, realizing this movie was just a movie. That the friendship was indeed fake, because it was just Hollywood. And then right after the movie ended, I realized something, an epiphany of sorts.

I love my bedroom.

Okay, now that sounds totally retarded and weird, but it's true. I ended up actually writing some strange little poetic draft of how much I actually love my bedroom. How I can just lie there curled in my favourite blanket, watch a movie with candles burning, sipping hot chocolate and just rest on my pillow. I don't know, for some reason I realized that my room is my sanctuary. Whenever I'm feeling upset I can repeat this routine and start to feel better. Strange how a room can uplift me.

I'm feeling saucy. Kind of like nothing's going to bring me down today. I have no idea, I just feel so fucking happy today. Found out I can get my favourite show of all time on DVD if I just show some initiative and finally get a job. Yes, I now am considering actually putting forth a massive effort and handing out resumes like crazy, so I can get a job. I think once I get a job that things will just start to work a little more to my advantage.

I really want to see my best friend, I miss having someone I can just sit there with and say anything that pops into my mind. Sure, she annoys me sometimes, but I've been trying to hangout with her since like, last week and we haven't.

Fuck these summer blues, seriously, I'm a lot better off than some people, even though I definitely have some factors of that equation missing. What equation? The equation of life really. Some things are missing from my life that others have, but I have something they don't.

My own little sanctuary :]
And this fucking awesome undeniable spirit :D

HarvestFest has passed, it was a pretty good night considering it was HarvestFest, basically a night where everyone gets drunk and dances. It's mainly aimed more towards the 'preps' I guess you could say, but w/e.

I went to Andrea's at 6, I showed up at about 10 after. The only people that were there were Mitch and his friend Joey, I'm not sure her real name, so I went along those lines. When I walked in Andrea and Mitch were scanning the phone book for people with any extra tickets. Apparently Andrea had boughten 2 tickets too short, because her and her friend Brenna had no tickets for the dance. They ended up finding a ticket, then once at the dance Brenna got her ticket as excess cargo off some kids.

SO we hung out in Andrea's basement waiting for everyone to arrive, Marc showed up before anyone else, but Sarah, Katt and Heather showed up to drop some alcohol off for after the dance, and Jamie and Andy both showed up almost immediately after that. We hung out in Andrea's basement for a bit, until it was time to go to the dance. Andy ended up staying at Andrea's place waiting for Melissa. We walked to the dance and gopt there just before 7:30, when it started. We were surprised that there wasn't a great amount of people waiting to gte in, but we ended up meeting Colin and his friend before going in.

The dance started, Jamie and I were the first people in the dance. It was awkward at first, there were two huddles of people, but thankfully the floor filled quickly. They started playing some songs, very catchy, but only catchy because they said the same lines over and over.

At about 8 I'm guessing is when the dance officially started, as in people started dancing and more main stream music started to play. At the beginning I was really tense, due to the fact I hate dances, but after a couple songs I started to get into it. Heather, basically forcing me to dance. Melissa and Andy showed up at some point, so our little group was complete.

About an hour after dancing Katt, Jamie and I realized how hot it was in the building so we stepped outside. Half way through the dance Jamie started to feel sick, so her and Brenna ended up leaving to go and get something to eat at the Corner Cafe, where Sarah's mom works. Meanwhile, the rest of us were all dancing. THey played a stream of back-to-back songs that were really good, and I will admit, I felt it necessary to sing along to them. When I Kissed A Girl by Katy Perry came on, the DJ actually would turn down the music to show how almost all of the crowd was singing along with the words.

Throughout the dance we went towards the back where we could get some fresh air and actually cool down. I ended up running into Natalie Deckout, who was wasted and would always mention my new hair colour. When the dance was starting to come to a close, we decided to leave early, so we didn't end up stuck in the mad rush to leave. Sarah, Katt, Heather and I got out of the dance and sat on the picnic tables just outside the water park. SOme drunk guy came over that was in Sarah's English class and was saying really messed up things, apparently he was going to fight some guy and rip out his throat, but eventually he left to get his little brother.

While we were chatting me and Sarah ended getting into a little debate type of thing, it was pretty heated. After a few minutes on the tables we found out that Jamie and Brenna went to the Corner Cafe, when they returned to the Community Centre. Andy and Melissa came out of the dance, followed shortly by Andrea and Jordan. Katt, Sarah and Heather went back to Sarah's early because Sarah's mom was due back soon, and they were meant to be home before her mom. Shortly after the trio left the larger group returned to Andrea's. Ashley came, she didn't want to do the dance, so she met us afterwards. We ended up going to the pizza place in the lambeth complex with the post office and Corner Cafe. We got pizza slices for free since the place was closing for the night and they needed to dispose of the pizza. We went behind the building afterwards so we could start drinking. I had about half a bottle of Vexx, when Ashley, Melissa, Jamie and I went to the variety store so Ashley could get an energy drink. However, it was closed, but we waited for Alex and Andy left with Alex to go back to Alex's house. The rest of us went back to Andrea's house, but Melissa, Ashley and I decided to visit Sarah first. We 'romantically threw rocks at her window' and she came out of her house, she told us that her mom was going to be home soon and that we couldn't really stay, we said goodnight and went back to Andrea's. Once back at Andrea's, Marc and Jordan went home, while the rest of us went to the tent. All the girls were in the tent watching the Energy Drink parody on youtube, while I sat outside due to the fact my ride was going to be there soon. It was extremely well timing, because once the skit ended, I went outside to wait for the truck and exactly as I closed the gate the truck pulled up.



It was a good night, I had a lot of fun, my mom thought I was on drugs when she picked me up because my speech was somewhat impared. But good all-in-all.


Today, being the day after Harvest Fest, I ended up coming up with some pretty good lyrics. I had to write them down, and before I knew it they kept coming. I ended up writing a complete song, probably the longest I've ever written. I came up with some other random lyrics after listening to some new music, but I'm not sure how to turn them into songs, maybe they'll come to me after a while, not sure. But I'm really glad I started to write again, I love when I write. I'm also glad to say that I'm starting to get better, my sickness is slower deteriarating, and I am EXSTATIC!

School started yesterday, which is odd. I think that since we're starting school earlier than previous years I'm thrown off. EVerything seems strange, I'm sick as hell with a combination of strept throat, sleep deprevation and voice loss. Thanks to this fact, I ended up missing the second day of school to rest.

Every single one of my classes has a strange vibe within it. I don't know what it is, but grade 11 just seems different. It might have to do with the fact that these are the years that really count towards our future to a drastic extent. I mean things like University and College courses will determine what happens after high school. I haven't even gotten my locker set up yet, it's hard to find it, but I think I know where it is.

My first class is Biology University level, I have a few friends but I only sit near one of them. The teacher seems pretty cool, I mean, he really takes our marks seriously and is willing to understand what';s happening if we somehow do well and do poorly when it comes to the course and final exams. My next class is Photo/Video, which has 2 girls I absolutely hate, but I have 3 friends in that class. I really love the teacher so I think I'll just ignore the lame girls and get over the fact I have to share a class with them. Lunch is considered third period, and it's always good cuz I eat with all of my friends, and it always proves to be a chill time, so I really pray for lunch sometimes. My fourth class is Drama, which I thought would be really amazing, considering past Drama classes. But Drama is really awkward, last year everyone knew each other and everyone was really familiar with each other, but this year there are some new kids and it just feels awkward. I think that after maybe two weeks it'll be back to normal like it was last year, at least I'm hoping so. My last class is my favourite suybject, English. Lucky for me, Saudners has managed to ruin my favourite subject with the strangest teacher I have ever seen. The teacher looks like he's teaching at a private school, with dress pants and blue blazer. He will not accept any 'improper English' which means no 'yeah' or 'um' He spent half an hour calling on people trying to get us to explain how the date came to be the date that it is. We ended upo going into religion and earth and it's orbit. He scares everyone, but the strange thing is he somtimes breaks into song, mostly Beatles songs.

But anyway, school just seems really weird, but it's not the only thing that's weird. I feel like I'm in some parallel universe or something, it sounds really weird, but it truely is weird. Everyone acts different, even my CAT is acting different, everything just ahs a strange vibe around it, all my classes ahvce it too. For some reason my friends don't really seem too happy to see me. I'm not being emo, but everyone gets this huge welcome, and with they're just like "hey" IDK, I might be paranoid or just too sick/tired to really pay much attention.

I'm scared to back to school, I missed a day, the SECOND day! Which might have some serious notes or work or w/e with it. So I have no idea what to expect, no one seems all that chatty with me lately. I tried calling someone they didn't pick up, no one is on msn. I'm not sure, maybe I'm just too suspicious about things. Things have seemed to change, or maybe I was the one that changed...

I haven't posted in a while, no one has really.

I had a party/get together with my friends, it was fun, as it always is. Despite my efforts to come 'casually late' to the party, I ended up being the first person there anyways. I ended up having to sit at the table with Melissa and her family while they ate their dinner, it was pretty awkward, but w/e.

Thankfully Melissa finished her dinner quickly, so we went downstairs where she showed me a strange clip that I didn't find funny, but eventually grew into it. We had some casual talk about things, then about half an hour or so later Kelsey arrived. After Kelsey came Ashley, then Andrea, then Sarah and then the party went on for about 3 hours? We played DDR, and watched Blades of Glory, I had completely forgot how ridicules the movie was. After that, we started to just chill and eventually both Jamie and Andy arrived. I'm not sure what Andy's excuse was, but Jamie had to work, when she got there she was really tired and cranky from the crazy goings-on at A&P.

We ended up playing Twister, which was crazy, as Twister usually is. Melissa and Andrea started to take pictures of the insane positions we got ourselves into with the Twister game. After the Twister game, we started to relax, as it was getting late. We ended up watching some Arrested Development, which was a show I was familiar with, but didn't actually watched. I think I might start to watch it now though, I saw how funny and crazy the characters were and I just couldn't resist. After that we found out Kelsey had to leave since she couldn't stay the night and go downtown the next day. Kelsey left soon, she ended up reading manga rather than watching Arrested Development, but she enjoyed it. After Kelsey left we watched the first episode of Veronica Mars. During which both Andy and I left to go home. I guess after we left everyone else watched Lion King 2, possibly the first as well.


It was a great night, and Melissa even made us wear little party hats, not to mention she made SEA SALT ICE CREAM XD. I love my friends.


Now a days, I'm lingering around waiting to apply to more jobs and talking to people on msn and all that. The usual lame boring stuff I do.

I discovered that someone I liked is possibly dating someone, so I'm kind of upset. I knew that things wouldn't work out with them, but I don't know, it's hard to really accept it i guess. When you like someone, you want to believe that things will work out and you'll make it through whatever is keeping you from dating. Which brings to ask, is it possible to miss something you never had?

Things have continued to go rocky in my life, as anti-emo as I am, things haven't gotten any lighter. My life was seeming to go amazingly well, I was actually happy for an entire week. Insanely happy, to the point where even a tiny bump in the road I would manage to smooth out. But once again, I've hit a dead end.

My parents have been fighting more frequently and the threat of divorcing has become a real issue. My dad is constantly becoming a problem, always fighting about the same shit over and over. After two harsh day long fights, my mom has considered to take into recognition, that divorce might actually occur. She's decided to look for a house to rent out just in case of an emergency. THe location of the house is of course, decided by my brother David. My mom came up with the lame excuse "I like the houses in that area" when the only 2 reasons for living in Byron are:

1 - don't have to drive David to his girlfriends, she'll be living down the street
2 - buses are available, so the kids can get around a lot easier

As bitchy as this sounds, my opinion is always underminored when it comes to David's opinion. My mom has baby'd him since she divorced his father and as hard as that was for him, he's a big boy, he can handle himself. He's proven that time and tiem again, although he has the complete inability to do anything for himself. Even when it comes to simple tasks, he'll ask me or Rachel or someone to do it. It's really quite pathetic. But yes, Mom has certainly begun to distance me from her. It was bad enough that she was babying David, but it wasn't helpful that she snooped around in my stuff.

My mom found one of my personal notebooks, which contained secrets about me that she DID NOT need to know. Witchcraft, suicide (not literal), being bisexual and all that stuff. She confronted me with it, and I confronted with her the fact that she was snooping around in my personal stuff, such as internet history and wonderign 'waht I might be doing late at night' she basically confronted me with the fact that I'm in the closet or w/e.

I'm just really pissed off, my mom is being sucha big bitch to me right now. And now she's all like hating on me, for no reason. I have reasons to hate my mom, she has been all like "OMG DAVID<3" and it's really annoying.

Anyway, my life is actually very depressing at the moment.

It doesn't help that Jamie and Sarah made me call them to have a 'not drunk conversation'

Sarah is really pissing me off, she's 'not drunk' which is hard to really take seriously. She says my name like a really weird way whenever she comes to talk to me, she finds it hard to take my telephone vice seriously. She laughs at my voice.

12:35:

"Kyle...I think he's ignoring me"
"I'm typing up my livejournal"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.









I apologize"


wow Jamie and Sarah, you guys actually make me feel a lot worse than I actually already do. Like, I know the whole phone thing is supposed to make me feel better, but it really just annoyed me.

UGH I'm being such a bitch, look at what my family has done to me. I used to be like, a completely different person, one that was happy all the time. Now I'm back to being a fucking emo cry baby.

Gotta say sorry for bitching at Jamie and Sarah, your phone convo was still fucked up, but it's not like it made me more depressed, even though it made me feel like a complete outsider.











wow i need to stop being depressed

Today was definitely off. Since 6 AM this morning when my dad up and left for work without doing ANYTHING.

My mom and little sister are spending the night in Toronto at my grandma's house. So, since the fighting has still affected both of my parents, my dad was likely to come home in a drunken state. Which then led to the trip to my sister's house. We all decided it'd be best to spend the night at her place, just to be sure about things.

I woke up early, 10 AM, to go and hand out resumes before bailing more hay at my uncles house. So we went to westmount mall, me David and Brittany. David applied so a clean-up job or something, a job where you get paid to just partrol the mall and clean up any bits of trash. I applied at Laura Secord and A&P. Jamie had told me how well her applying to A&P had worked out, they hired her on the spot. So, I decided it was worth the effort. I handed in my resume, and the girl at the customer services desk called the manager for further information about my working there. I waited for the manager type person, Tim, he seemed nice enough to be honest. I thouht I'd be a babling idiot, like I usually am when there's pressure involved. But it turned out alright. He told me that he had some stuff he had to do, and that he'd probably call me for a proper interview. So, the application form was now covered in information on the back from the little interview, and I can't wait to go in for the actual interview. I was actually very calm about the whole thing, something I didn't expect. So, I have a good chance on getting the job :P Jamie, be my coworker?


Afterwards, me and David went to bail hay at my uncles house. Once we were there, we couldn't find him, so we waited around on his front yard in some shade, sometimes knocking on his door just in case he had been sleeping or something. Apparently, the neighborhood watch is REALLY protective. This neighbour who was racking up the dirt in his field asked us why we were there and blah blah blah, making sure we weren't crooks. Sure enough, my uncle was in the back racking up the rest of the hay, but as soon as he comes out. A police cruiser pulls into the driveway. The guy asked us a bunch of questions, apparently we were described as "two suspicious young males, looking into windows and wearing black shirts" We had been knocking on the door and it was 1 in the afternoon, we had no car. How dumb can people be? As if two teenagers would rob a house in broad daylight, with no vehicles and would knock on the door previous to break ins. Anyway, the report was filled out, nothing put onto a permanent record or anything, he just needed to do that, that's how the polcie system works.

After bailing hay, which left me burned, exhausted and rechedly smelly, I went back home. Brittany was eager to leave, afraid my dad was going to come home and bitch about us leaving. Thankfully, we gathered our stuff and left in time. I knew that Iris, my new baby kitten, had to come. If she didn't come, she would be in real trouble. She is my baby afterall <3

So, we got to sis' house, where hot dogs and KD was made. We chilled out for a bit, I made sure to check on Iris every commercial break, she was locked away in the spare bedroom, to ensure her safety from Tubby and ProunKitane (Sisters dog and cat) Iris has really grown, she's learned to use her litter box, which is the best thing right now. She really does make sure she's safe, by checking with me. I've been taking care of her for the most part, my little sister Rachel doing minor things. We decided to trade off when Iris spends the night in a room. My room, then hers and repeated switching. Rachel realized she hardly gets any sleep when iris is in her room, so I think it'll be my room permanently. Iris is so cute though, she always purrs when I pet her and she loves to be around me. I'm a mother XD

My dad ended up calling my sister at one point, where a 2 hour long convo happened. Meanwhile, while she bitched at him for al that he's done wrong, Sam and I were having REAL conversation. Since Sam and my sister are so serious, I've grown to look to Sam as my sister. My same aged sister :P She's only a year or two older than me, so she's basically going through what I am, although she faced all of it at a MUCh younger age. She's like my mom, she's gone through a lot of shit in her life, and managed to stay afloat. But, I really liekd talking with Sam, she provides really good conversation and it'seasy to talk to her. She's like my best friend, within the family, same goes for Rachel. But I have good times with all my family members, I love my family.

Which brings me to now, I'm sitting in my sister's spare bedroom, typing on her mac computer. Iris is running around on the floor, playing with anything she can find. She goes until she crashes, but when it comes time for bed, she knows to settle down, she always sleeps next to me <3

Today was really eventful, considering my usual boring life. My legs hurt like a bitch, which is strange, but w/e. I met this guy from Guelph and he's really cool. he's going to the university of Guelph for zoology, which is what I will probably end up doing. He said that I should go to guelph, because it has some really great programs for animal study. I might just do that, it's always an option.

I'm really looking foeward to getting a job, that way, I can get money for the things I want to buy. I already have a list, so, I need to shorten it. I messed up my hours during the intervew though, I said my minimum was 10 and my maxium was like, 26? I hope he doesn't take that seriously. I'll cut it down during the actual interview, hopefully that'll be soon.


I'm happy to say that although my life right now is on edge, things also seem to be going pretty well. It's kind of a win-lose situation. Except, I'm winning and losing at the same time, they are both equivalent, nevermind that. I'm being fail, that's what a win-lose situation IS. wow KyleFAIL.

Nothing really interesting has happened lately. I'll sum up the past couple days, rather than post worthless posts.

My mom was on her way home one day, and she called me. The first thing she tells me is "You know that grey cat we used to have?" My mom had seen a cat at her friends house, that looked exactly alike to Jack, a grey cat we lost last summer :'( I immediately began to freak out, eagerly anticipating her arrival. When she came home, I would not leave the poor cat alone, she was so tiny she could fit in one hand. I love her dearly, but i couldn't decide a name for her. I started to list off characters in games I liked, since there are such vibrant characters that would be likely to fit the excentricity of that of a young kitten. So I named off Phoenix Wright characters i loved, or just liked as a character. none of the names really fit, but then jamie reminded me of Iris. I'm ashamed to say i didn't think of Iris. She's literally my favourite female character in the game, and I didn't think of her D:

So the grey kitten is known as Iris. It suits her, she's really pretty and she's literally the cutest thing you'll ever see. Thanks Jamie :P

Sarah and I have also gotten pretty close, I mean, we were close from the beginning, but I guess we've gotten closer? I love Sarah, she's one of my best friends, and I feel really comfortable around her. We've always hung out with each other, ever since the first week of school when Jamie, Sarah, Imogen and I formed our own little lunch group. I'm glad that we've gotten closer, good friends are hard to come by. I'm just lucky enough to have found amazing friends in all of the friends I have.

That's about it, nothing really else has happened. I have yet to go job hunting, but i have some places in mind. hopefully one of the places will hire me, I mean, I really want a job.

Today, my parents got into a long fight. My dad was angry with the fact that my brother wasn't able to help him with his construction work. He made a big deal out of the fact that David never really did much on the job site, but, you can't blame him when he isn't even really needed. My dad also makes fun of him publicly in front of all the other workers, my dad is a huge asshole.

So, the fight went on. And on, and further on into the night. My dad has this thing that whenever the fight is over and done with, that he has to come back and start it up again, don't ask me why he wants to fight....

Finally, the fight ended after long hours passed. When my mom came in she said this exact sentence "I think we should move, I'm sick of this."

My dad, like many step father's, shows a lot crueler side of him when it comes to the kids that 'aren't him' step parents are fucked up like that. No one in my family really likes my dad, sorry to say. He's just so hard to liek when you live with, it's ridiculas. he always fights and you can't be right with him, he's always right. I guess that's typical guy syndrome, but still. He's having trouble accepting that he's growing old and that he's no longer attractive. guys have this fear about not being appealing, they check out any girl that walks by, no matter who they're with, and look for people who might be checking them out. They just like making sure they're still found attractive. he's really awkward, he makes jokes that are completely random and EXTREMELY awkward. He's social retarded, not to mention helpless. I think he's afraid of my mother's success. my mom's magazine keeps getting better and better, while construction is beginning to slow in London, you can only build so many houses in one city after all.

I'm afraid that my parents will get a divorce, i have no idea what will happen if it happens. i don't want them to suffer, and they seem to need each other. They've been together for 15 years now, it's hard not to see them as my parents anymore. As much as I love them both, I'm sad to say that my mom deserves better than my dad. My dad takes her for granite every single day, and we all see it. She makes dinner, spending hours preparing it and my dad always says "This could have been cooked a lot better"

Sorry to say, but my dad is useless without my mom. He can't make us dinner when she's not around, he always takes us out to dinner. i know I sound horrible for disliking my dad, but when you live with people, you see who they really are. My dad is an asshole, I know it. My mom deserves someone who appreciates her and loves her children. My dad's always treated me and Rachel differently from Brittany and David. Step father thing, sad to say it's how they are.


I'm scared, terrified. I wish that there was someway for me to save them from each other. If they were to split, I wouldn't want either to suffer. But one thing's sure, my dad wouldn't be getting visitation.




i sound like a huge prick, hating my father and sounding completely emo. I don't want people who read this to judge me or to assume that my family is on a downward spiral, although it may seem that way. I love all of my family, and want the best for them. What's best for them, is their choice

yesterday was a good day, about half way through the day Jamie finalized our plans to go see Dark Knight. I was surprised how god the movie was, I mean, it was a Batman movie, I'm not into that sort of thing, but the plot was exceptional.

Jamie was struggling to get the plans for rides and all that together, apparently she was appointed that position by vote from all of us. but it all worked out, I drove Jamie and Sarah to the movies, we met Ashley and we met up with Melissa shortly after.

We all went to Chapters, like we did last time, but this time Melissa bought Sarah Callahan a gift for her birthday party which was the next day, a party that I should have gone to. We departed Chapters, and got ready for the movie.

Before movies, and whenever you hang out with friends you usually tell stories right? Well, not when you have an old man sitting in front of you. I know that it's annoying to hear someone talk when there's a movie going on, but I can't help myself. The movie hadn't even started yet and the old guy already turned to talk to me twice, like, get a grip. I'm chatting with my friends, sorry your ears can't handle that.

Melissa and Ashley went to get food and drinks and stuff, i should have gone with them, but, I'm fail, so I didn't. But after they came back to ensure our seats were safe, Sarah and I went so I could buy some stuff. Let me tell you, getting in and out of the aisles is NOT FUN. I always step on people and find it difficult to swurve around them while trying to make it back to my seat. I ended up stepping on Ashley's, Jamie's and maybe Sarah's feet when I came back from the bathroom half way into the movie. I felt really bad :(

So the movie started, and I made little comments about the movies contents, like I always do. But of course, it's illegal to do that with an elder in front of you. The guy turned around and said "I'm trying to watch this movie, can you stop talking?" i replied "Yes, I'm sorry." So i apologized politely, then he STILL stares at me, as if waiting for something more. "Are you going to stop talking?" "YES"

I can't handle when old people bitch about nothing, like, I'm sorry you can't handle my whispers.

but the movie was really well done, there was a lot of action, some good comedy, and sentimental tear jerking scenes. All of which made Sarah cry, but there was one of them that was too upsetting. A little boy, about the age of 8 maybe was about to get shot in front of his family, because Harvey, the greatest guy in the city turned evil, not gonna say how, don't wanna spoil :P

After the movie, I was to call my sister so she could drive every single one of my friends home. So I called her and the first thing I hear is "We're outside, I can see you"

So we all went to get into the car, but of course, there was only two seats available. Since it was basically my ride or w/e, I sat in the trunk while sitting on boxes while my friends shared seats. The ride was pretty fun, we cracked some jokes and my sister and Sam made my friends laugh. So it was all good. We went to Tim Hortons before we took Ashley home I think, maybe it was after, not sure. Sam made a big deal about how the girl said "ABSOLUTELY!" when they asked to get them both stirred and double cupped. Then Sarah made the joke "I'm going to say that after every order I get at work" Oh Sarah XD And of course my friedns and famiyl commented on the girl. "She's cute" "I'd tap that" "i DO tap that"

By the time we reached Jamie's house it was practically 2 am, Sam was constantly bitching about how she had to work in a few hours, i felt really guilty. When we were pulling into Jamie's driveway, she noticed a desk that looked similar to hers. So, turns out, once Jamie goes into her house, Sam and I have the joy of cramming the desk into the back of the car. My sister came out to help us, and we managed to get it in.

When i got home it was basically 2:15, but i stayed up until 3:30 anyway.

It was a good night, I had a lot of fun, although i got some really bad vibes

It's been a week since I've last posted, but, nothing too interesting has really happened that I would need to post every single day, so I'll sum up the past week.


I had ordered the 52 Clow Cards from the Cardcaptors anime off of ebay from Hong Kong, and I'm proud to say that i got them within two weeks or so, I was  too excited when  i got them. Of course it would have been nice to also get the actual book and not just a box that looked like the book, but being me, I of course sprung at the first chance for clow cards, not seeing all the other better bets.

i went to see hancock with Andrea, Jamie and Melissa, which was kinda big i guess, cuz the only person I've seen this summer was Jamie, and I think it was the first real hang out Melissa had had in a while due to her basketball training, and Andrea is always an amazing person to be around :P  We were meant to see Dark Knight, but Andrea accidentally called the wrong theatre and thought it was sold out, I don't really mind because I wanted to see both, and I think there are plans to see it some time next week? but anyway, Andrea and jamie were car pooling and were standing there waiting for me when I walked in, but as soon as I walked in Melissa walked in right beside me, which is weird.

The first thing I did was try to keep myself from looking like a huge retard as we all tried to group hug, but we're all big retards and it looked like a rape session. But after that, I took out the clow cards and began to somewhat brag, but hey, they were CLOW CARDS. Melissa was in total awe, but not so much as when she instantly declared she wanted to keep The Power card. Being me, I'm always known for being a pushover, so I let her keep it until school starts, kind of a momentum or whatever, but it made her happy. I decided that it was only fair to let Andrea and Jamie take a card to, it kind of symbolized our friendship? After all, we were the ones from our group that all went to the same public school, we were kinda close like that, and without the cards they had, i would not have the complete deck. Anyway, nough of this heart to heart. Jamie, who somewhat knew of the Clow Cards identities, decided to take The Storm, while Andrea, not even knowing what they were from, looked through the deck and chose The Shot.

We went to chapters and browsed through the manga section, but of course, and Melissa and Andrea bought some stuff, but before that we went to Burger king to eat, since there was no Wendy's for Andrea's liking. We discovered that Burger King's rap for always having the best toys was proven correct when we saw a plastic box containing pokemon toys. Melissa asked for a pachurisu, and when asked what it was so the guy could give her the correct toy she replied "the blue and white squirrel" and for some strange reason the guy thought it was a cat.

Jamie asked for Turtwig, but the guy just pulled out all of the toys they had and Melissa got a Happiny and Jamie got a Manaphy card box. When Melissa began walking away Jamie was all like "It's Happiny!" "What is that?" "It's happiny, it evolves into Chansey"  (we don't sound like nerds) then when jamie chose her box the guy say "I guess it's cool if you smoke" and of course it instantly became Jason's new weed stashing place.

i guess the guy got what was coming to him for laughing internally about us when melissa attempted to clean off her tray and maintain her cups position, only to be foiled by the earth's gravitational pull. in simpler words, melissa dropped her cup, letting pop spill all across the floor and somewhat of a booth. Melissa began to clean it up off the booth with a large wad of papertowel, when we heard over the speaker "clean up!"

We saw the movie, and it was great, mind you Jamie had some loud ass laughing spazms, but it made it all the more enjoyable. There were some people behind us that had some rediculas laugh, and we all laughed for about 5 minutes at it. There were some really funny parts in the movie, and I didn't expect it to be quite that funny, but there was definitely some predictable plot twists.

Afterwards we went to Williams since Andrea had to wait, we ordered some stuff while Mel skimmed through her anime/manga mag and discovered some 'mature' readings. I felt bad though, Andrea's dad pulled up, so jamie went along too since they car pooled. melissa cracked soem jokes about being stuck behind with me, but i was used to it, so i didn't mind. naturally, as soon as Andrea and jamie pull out of the parking lot, my dad pulls in, so I had to leave mel there by her self for a while. And i did apologize to her on facebook thread.

Anyway, previously I've been whining about hay and having to bail hay. but now, we're officially done until next July. I'm extremely happy to say that all that's left to do is let the wounds heal, and lemme tell you, my arms look like they have AIDS.

I'm going to try and maintain a social life the best i can because that day was really fun.

SO my mom just got off the phone with my brother, and although I dispise my brother a lot, I feel bad for him. He was really int othe army thing, I mean, REALLY into it, but it seems that his troop is slowly converting their soldiers to do awall.

It's too ahrd for any of the soldiers to handle, which seems really dumb cuz the leader people have no clue what they're doing. I expect to see my brothers sorrow return home in a few days if not next week. My mom has tried to encourage him to continue on until the end, but I doubt he'll stiuck around. I hate to see that my brother has wasted so much tiem for two idiotic people to come along and scream in his face that he isn't worth the time. I think he'll retun home and go to college, like most kids, I expect him to continue onward in hopes of becoming a photographer.


So my once hollow relation towards my brother has seemed to been filled with the sorrow that he now possesses. As much as my brother is a complete neurotic hypocritical skepticist, he is my brother, tests will not lie.

I talked with Jamie a lot today, proud to say she's made a complete recovery. I guess that once you have a spat over your current event, that things suddenly fall back into place within your mind liek puzzle peices. I just hope that Jeff doesn't smack the puzzle and scatter Jamie's peices again. Am I really that bad at metaphor's? I guess I am, so I'll stop.

my parents had a luncheon today, it was pretty lame. Sicne my downstairs toilet is broken, people would come in and tell me every half hour, it was rather irritating. I was busy reading some fanfictions, when this guy walked by and asked what  Iwas doing, so I told him I was reading a Zelda fanfiction, then he started to talk abotu the Ocarina of Time and how it used to be the most manditory thing in his life hwen he was younger. My parents have strange friends, not kidding.

Brittany and Sam came alogn too, and of course, I had some laughs with them, I mean, they're both so jokes. They are busy making a present for my mom, who's birthday is tomorrow/today, it's July 14th, just in case it was hard to pinpoint. I was hoping to have made some crazed out gift for her this year, but I guess I didn't get aroudn to it. Maybe I can make her something tomorrow, sadly, she has to work, but that'll give me soem time.


I talked to Stephen too, he basically started to make me feel bad abotu myself, but I was too smart for that. I started to bitch at him a little, then he shut right up. Easy.


I spent the entire day on the computer and playing Apollo Justice, where I saw the most hanous character life has ever known. *clenches stick, bites on his bottom lip* .....BRUSHELL!!!



When it comes to facebook, I kidna sound liek a bitch when I'm commenting on this photo. I said kidna mean things abotu both Sarah and Amanda, so now I feel stupid. D:

I said Amanda was ashamed to tag herself, but she posted the picture, so everyone KNEW she was in it, I'm fail. And Sarah commented on her braces, and I commented on her piercing, I said it suited her character more when she didn't have it, it wasn't meant to be mean.....   but of course


I'm FAIL


my friend ANdrea made it into the top 10% of the auditions for disney, I felt really bad when she realized she wouldn't be able to go through with it, but hopefully there'll be better offers for her, ones that she'll be ready for.



I've come to realize that I have no clue what to do with my life. I mean, I know I wanna be a writer, but the chances are scare. I do wish I could be an actor, but, that's as scarce, if not more, than being a writer. I consider being a phycologist, but then again, am I even that smart?

Today was weird, I mean, days are usually weird now a days, but still. Major slums and ultimate highs were set up for trailblazing today, and I managed to take both the road traveled and the road less traveled by.

 

 

I can’t help but feel sorry for Jamie, which seems weird since I’m usually the one dealing with borderline depression, but times have changed. Her ex-boyfriend Jeff, a complete and total ass that everyone knows I hate, was throwing the truth in Jamie’s face. The truth can sure be a dangerous thing when you’re bale to hide yourself away from it. But even though Jamie was slumming at the bottom of her computer chair, I was still trying to remain optimistic. I tried to point out that even though Jeff may be a truth teller, but the fact that Jamie is superior to Jeff in many ways would of course bring upon the ex’s fury. I did my best to allow the possibility to slither through the wall of engrossed low self-esteem that Jamie had entangled herself into, but of course, she was resistant. I believed that Jeff was so pathetic that he had to go ahead and make Jamie feel bad about her, usually exes do that. It didn’t help that apparently Jeff has known Jamie far better than any of her everyday friends, but I did think that maybe the fact that he was an ex would bring him to lie his way into a rant about how ‘pathetic’ Jamie is.

 

In my minds eye, I thought that Jeff was just being an asshole, like he usually is. He was building himself up, by kicking Jamie when she was on the ground. I know Jamie, usually, to be stronger than that. But I guess when you’re talking to the person who knows you best, and tells you the truth all of the time, it would hurt to be ridiculed. So Jamie was completely low, considering that the truth about herself had finally caught up to her, which may or may not be the way I see it. But, I mean, it’s none of my business to begin with, as Jamie pointed out. It’s hard not to get involved when your friend is spewing, but, I hope she realizes that no matter how many insults Jeff manages to throw in her face, regardless if they are truth or not, that she’s Jamie. Even though she might be a bitch sometimes, she has friends that love her.

 

 

 

So, the highs? Well, I wouldn’t really consider them to be too high, but I guess when you’re life is filled with nothing but television and computer screens all day; you take what you can get. I ended up finding a movie that I thought was pretty interesting. It was a movie about a gay guy, infatuated with another guy. The gay guy was roomies with a heterosexual man, who discovered that if girls think you’re gay, they will try to have sex with you. I don’t really side with this argument, but, as long as they can make a movie out of it…

 

So, the straight guy pretends to be gay so that he can get with the girl, so, he uses the girls best gay friend. Maybe I should use names, it’ll get confusing.

 

Marc – gay guy best friends with the Gwen
Kyle – gay roomy to the straight guy, infatuated with Marc

Caleb – the straight guy who uses Marc to get to Gwen

Gwen – the straight girl who’s best friends with Marc, who falls in love with Caleb, cause she chases gay guys, for some reason

 

So Caleb dates Marc, trying to get to Gwen, which, of course works in the end. Meanwhile, Marc, heartbroken about Caleb’s heterosexuality, turns to Kyle, whom he has actually liked for some time.

 

 

I know I’m going to sound like a complete homosexual, but I have to say, it was a cute movie. I mean, it was a real movie for once, and it was exactly how people would react. I felt really bad for Marc, because he knew that Caleb didn’t like him, and I mean, everyone has had that happen to them, regardless of orientation. But I was hoping for Kyle and Marc, I mean, you always want people like those two to fall for each other.

 

But the one part of the movie that was really upsetting was when Caleb planned to have a dinner and finally present the whole plot behind the story. Kyle, thinking that Caleb was ‘stealing his man’ decided to invite Caleb’s parents. It was so awkward, yet such a bitch move to pull, anyone would. So after his parents though that Caleb was gay, and accepted it with MUCH more maturity than any parent would in real life, they left. Gwen, realizing what Kyle tried to do with the whole family thing, confronted Kyle with it. She was a complete bitch, and knew that she was, she basically knew that Kyle was trying to break up Marc and Caleb, and knew that Kyle liked Marc. She went on a rant about how he would never be good enough to even touch Marc, which I thought was extremely heart wrenching, I mean, come on. Meanwhile, Marc was kinda defending this fact, and after Caleb revealed he was straight and using Marc, Gwen, being the psycho she is, decided that Caleb’s actions were the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for her.

 

Marc went to talk to Kyle and after it was revealed that Marc had liked Kyle ever since he saw him, knowing all the things Kyle did that proposed the thought that Kyle liked Marc, they became a couple.

 

 

It was definitely a feel good movie, and even though it was gay people in it, which most people would reject, I think everyone should watch it. It actually is really good, and I recommend it to everyone, mind you it is intended for more mature members of the human race.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SO YEAH, enough of this ‘omg, this kid MUST be gay to like this movie’ because I could really care less. Label me all you want, but I’ll never change for anyone.

 

 

I pray that Jamie realizes that fact, and I know reading this whole thing will make her hate me a little, but I’m speaking as honest as I can. Like Sner Kim once said:

 

“Once you realize that you’re an awesome person, the rest of the world won’t matter”

 

Look at that, I mentioned that quote yesterday and I’ve already made reference to it

 

 

But here’s hoping that things will turn out for the best