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Saturday, September 27
Man. What a semi-stressful week. Sorry I haven't updated this thinger, but i had some tests and proyectos and the like to finish up this week, so I couldn't find the time. I really knead to work on college crap this weekend, but I keep pushing it off. I know that I have to do it soon or I'm gonna be screwed, but I can't bring myself to do it. I think I'm just scared of it. Leaving high school. It's what my life has been for...my entire life. At least the school part. And for it not to exist in the same way anymore is just too weird. I don't know. I'm just stupid. Now I'm depressed. G-Fry Saturday, September 20
Dude....I had a good day. Weekend. Andy came back into town without notice, and Kevin, Andy, and I went to Underworld without Manfred. He was kinda pissed, but I'm sure he'll get over it. Then Manfred and I went to two parties, both of which were surprisingly better than expected. I hanged out with Amanda a lot of today, and that was darn super. I liked it. I liked it a lot. After that twas friend time. A lil Halo (meh), then we went to the french/italian restaurant Albertson (pronounced with haughty french accent in order to piss off females). Twas a wonderful day. I decided that I'm going back to martial arts instead of joining the rugby team. I went to that M.I.A. class and holy crap, I miss it. It's gonna be fun going back. I'm gonna love it. Workin' con Jet Li. G-Fry Wednesday, September 17
Dude. Mrs. Creelman freakin' blew up at our class yesterdy. This is my third year of her being my teacher and I have never seen her this mad. Ever. Only eight people out of about thirty read all of Siddhartha, and she was pissed. Hoodang. Oh well. I have a timed writing tomorrow over it. Meh. I'll prolly do fine. The relationship I have with my brother is stupid. I love him. I mean, he's my brother. It's not the stupid, "oh, freakin' a, man, I have to love the guy." He's very important to me. But he is an IDIOT. We both are. We start fights for no reason whatsoever, and we just act like two year olds. I mean, soon I won't see him every day, and we're acting stupid like this. I can't imagine not seeing him every day. I mean, it'll definately be nice for a while, but I think I'll miss him pretty soon after that feeling wears off. Coupla morons. College night at the school tonight. Get to go and see if anyone wants to pay for my future. I sure hope so. We're too poor to. Sigh. Ya'll don't know what it's like/Bein' male middle class and white. G-Fry Tuesday, September 16
I figured out why I thought I was an idiot around Amanda. 'Twas because, even though we talked about it, I didn't really see us as a "couple" thing. I don't know, I guess I still was just like, "erm....what am I supposed to do?" But now....I'm OK. It's just kinda hard to talk to her with her friends, cuz they're like us....lots o' inside jokes that them darn outsiders don't understand. I like Len. Word, dog. I linked up Jim's web page to mine. It's got lots o' cool stuff on it, cuz Jim's a cool guy. If you don't know him....go to the page and work on that. MY BROTHER IS FUCKIN' RETARDED!!!!!! I can't freakin' stand him sometimes. He just does things to piss me off on purpose. Idiot. I knead a gun. G-Fry Monday, September 15
'Tis official. Amanda and I are "dating." Odd comment down yonder....who's used guy? Meh. I think I'm a moron. I keep on acting like an idiot around Amanda, and it just comes across (to me) like I'm a prick. I don't like being a prick. I don't know. I just feel like I'm acting stupid. I don't really like Mr. Sullivan (AP Gov. teacher). He annoys me. He always has at least one thing wrong on the TRUE AND FALSE QUIZZES THAT HE WRITES. He gives out extra points to the writer of a group, and I really don't think he's gonna help on the AP test. Oh, well. I'll just take it again, I guess. And pay for it. RANDOM QUIZ!! How much time do you spend on homework in a week? Too much... G-Fry Friday, September 12
Geoffrey has a date for homecoming. Yay! I asked Amanda after orchestra today, and (eventually) she said yes. Yay! I am happy. And hyper. Hoooooooly crap! You don't know! Last night, I went to a meeting about the rugby team that's getting made this year here at good ol' Allen High. I want to join....bad. I got the "collector's edition" t-shirt they semi-raffled off. It says "Ruby" instead of "Rugby" on the front and "Liefs" instead of "Lifes" (as in life's). That makes it more valuable.....like a stamp. If I do go in, my nickname might possibly be Ruby. Hehe. I'm already answering to it....people at the meeting yelled it out at me today. Good times. P. Freakin' S!-Where the crap are my comments, people?!? Yay! G-Fry Thursday, September 11
I'm out of government now. I feel a little better after eating, but I still feel icky-poo. I think that maybe it's because I want to freakin' do something. I don't know. It's only 4:10 and it feels like 6:30. Sigh. I finished Siddhartha. I enjoyed it muchos. Very individualistic. I concur. I've found myself to be an avid believer that you must find out for yourself what you want. Si. I agree. Starting on Dr. Faustus. I guess I'll keep you updated on that. I don't know if it's this stupid numb thing or just me realizing I'm not the center of the universe, but I'm finding it really difficult to understand that there are people inside bodies. I'm not sociopathic. I don't think they're there so that I can play with them or anything. I just don't think that I'm able to comprehend that other people live, laugh, cry, and die every single day and that I don't see it. I don't know. It makes it a lot easier to understand why people used to think stupid things, though. If you can't see it, why should you believe it's real? Sigh...Maybe I'm just in a depressy mood. I think people are stupid. Politics are the easiest example. It's ridiculous. Hmm....should we turn control of our judicial system over to the legislature? Let's debate about this. NO! How idiotic do you have to be? It's so freakin' simple! Separation of powers! It's a main point of our freakin' Constitution! And then you've got the blind believers of Bush, as if he's a deity. Stupid, stupid people. Sometimes I feel like I'm living in Japan in World War II. Soon we'll be jumping off cliffs to avoid the terror of the Middle East. Idiots. Maybe I'm depressed and pissed off. I don't know what about. I felt great yesterday(?). It's stupid. Being a teenager is stupid. Maybe that's it. Maybe it's because I'm homony or whatever. Whatever it is is stupid though. I'm sure of it. I'm thinking about fasting to find out what God wants out of my life. Or to be able to see more clearly what he wants. For those of you that don't understand how fasting might help (as I'm not sure it will, either), the idea (I think) is that, like during Lent, you give up something to show your faith for God. It's like giving up chocolate, except bigger. I'm also thinking about joining the rugby team. That could be fun. Could also be an impossibility, considering my back, knees, and asthma. Other than that though, it sounds super. It's a good thing Bridget taught me to tackle. G-Fry Sitting here in government. Don't want to do the work. So I'm typing here. I'm supposed to be looking up information on college loans and grants. I don't want to. Because I am hungry and lazy. I feel numb today. I don't know why. I just feel like I don't care about anything that's going on today. I don't want to do anything or really think. Maybe I'm going though the "men's menstraul cycle." It's true. Men go through a much less vicious, monthly cycle of being pissed off and cranky. We don't menstrate (is that how you spell it?) though. That would be odd. Tomorrow is Friday. That makes me happy. I see the possible homecoming date tomorrow (gasp!). Gotta go. Class is ending soon. Thank God. Maybe I'll feel better after I eat. G-Fry Tuesday, September 9
Uh-oh. Look out, guys (at least, all us youngin' guys)...here comes homecoming. That means that if you've got a girlfriend, she wants you to spend lots of money. And all the rest of you...there's one out there willing to let you spend money on them. I am in the latter group. I have a plan though, so I think my mom'll stop buggin' me about this mum madness. She's insane. She's asking, demanding, and guilting me about finding a date so that she can make some extravagent monstrosity that exists only in Texas. Crazy crafty mother... I have an idea of who I'd like to go with. I'm not telling you who, because you have a huge mouth and never keep secrets very well. But I'm purty sure she'll say, "Yes, Geoffrey, I would love to attend homecoming with you. Thank you so much for the opportunity to go to my senior homecoming dance with someone so cool and good looking." Yeah, that's pretty much what I expect. RANDOM SURVEY!! What is your favorite fruit? Answer in the comments section. And Taylor....fruit the food, not a person... I like the "p" key. G-Fry Monday, September 8
I'm already tired of school. That's not a good thing, because school just started. And there's still a looooooong way to go. Sigh..... I took an AP Euro test today. Not too bad. After all the hype about it being hard and such, it was ok. I think I like that class. I like history. And english. Literature and poetry, anyhow. In fact, I think I'm just gonna go read. Do you know you're solubility rules? G-Fry Thursday, September 4
Son of a....! It just deleted my stuff! Dangit! That makes me angry. Mainly because of kinda sleepy. Ten minutes of my life is gone. Stupid internet. For your consideration today is a white ceramic heart shaped box. The heart is 3 1/2 inches long and 3 1/2 inches across at the widest part. The box is 1 3/4 inches deep. The lid is edged with gold. the entire outside of the box is covered in roses. No manufacturer or idenifing marks, just a lovely small box for your treasures I hit control v. That's what happened. I think it's gonna stay. Gives the entry content. Outburst checked. Calming self. Self. I'm reading Siddhartha for Phoenix. I'm digging it so far. Liking the way things are progressing, both story-wise and and rationality-ish. Sorry about the outburst. Cranky in sleep mode. By the by, where's all my fans? Is anyone even reading this crap? Am I the subject of The Truman Show and that show was only shown to me to throw me off and make me think that it wasn't possible? Cause I've thought of that. And if I am in The Truman Show, I think someone should tell me. I think I'd probably be naked.....hmmmmm......more. Dear Penis..... G-Fry Wednesday, September 3
I just finished reading all of my previous posts. That's right....all of them. And as I was reading them I realized how many friends I have that care about me and how lucky I am. And also how often Kaitlyn asked me about cussing. I think I missed those before. Anyway, I just wanted to thank all of ye for attending to me so very well. And now, off to homework! P.S.: Don't forget to mark your calender! September 19 is Talk Like A Pirate Day!!!! ARRRRRRRRRRR!!!! G-Fry 
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