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1. Your Middle Name:
2. Age:
3. Single or Taken:
4. Favorite Movie:
5. Favorite Song:
6. Favorite Band/Artist:
7. Dirty or Clean:
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:


HERE COMES THE FUN
1. Do we know each other outside of LJ?
2. Whats your philosophy on life?
3. Would you have my back in a fight?
4. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
5. What is your favorite memory of us?
6. Would you give me a kidney?
7. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
8. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?
9. Can we get together and make a cake?
10. Have you heard any rumors of me lately?
11. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?
12. Do you think I'm a good person?
13. Would you drive across country with me?
14. Do you think I'm attractive?
15. If you could change anything about me, would you?
16. What do you wear to sleep?
17. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?
18. Would you go on a date with me if i asked you?
19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
20. Will you repost this so i can fill it out for you?

Creekside
Dane Bostwick

He stood out of the way of the ultraviolet rays. Holden remembered his friend once telling him not to stand in front of the microwave when heating something up. Apparently it could give someone a chronic disease, like cancer. Regardless, he decided that it didn't matter. He liked watching the popcorn pop, as the bag grew larger every second. Holden decided he wanted those rays, he wanted them to penetrate him, to disrupt something, because he didn't want to do it himself.
He was afraid. The Imitrex pills his Mom took for migraines could backfire, and he would end up at the hospital, still breathing. He thought about the extra rope stored in the basement, but he knew he would chicken out at the last minute.
Someone else needed to do it. Holden was surrounded by people, but he didn't like any of them, not one. He believed his conscience surpassed all of the people's around him. His friends and family loved him. In exchange he gave nothing, they didn't deserve it.
It needed to be fast so he wouldn't feel the pain. Pain was one thing Holden had enough of. "What about the highway? I could jump off that bridge I take home from school," he thought. "Nah, I think a bullet to the head would be most sufficient." He wished he could express his thoughts to somebody, anybody about his plans, but no one could fathom his suppressive thoughts. They would think he was insane, although, to him it was practical. Death seemed practical because life wasn't.
Holden approached Cindy Langtham, his best friend, in physical terms anyway. Although, they did have common interests; music, school, movies, autumn, photography, and most unique of all, rock skipping. They frequented the creek down the street from Holden's house. Few words were ever spoken. "I'll use the creek," Holden proclaimed, not aware he had said it out loud.
"For what?" asked Cindy.
Holden was surprised, thinking it had been in his thoughts. "The end," he decided to let it out.
"The end of what?" Cindy sounded confused, unaware of his insanity.
"My life; everything I have ever known," Holden expected interrogation.
"Yeah? Hm," she contemplated. "I've thought about that before. Except, I would never think about using the creek. That does sound beautiful, though."
Holden was surprised. In fact, he was shocked. He never thought he could relate to anybody like that. He had finally found the connection he had been searching for. Although, it wasn't enough.
Obscurely, Cindy asked when he had thought about giving the creek his life.
"Today, actually, when you left, I was just going to--"
"Do you want me to leave now?"
"If you want, it doesn't really matter because, well, you know, the end will come anyway."
Without a reply, Cindy moved closer to Holden. She wrapped her arms around the frail, thin framed and slightly taller boy. She moved her nose passed his hair; she smelt nothing, only the creek beside them. She let him go, and for the last time their eyes found each other's; and she was gone.
That was the last embrace Holden would ever receive. With both his shoes and clothes on, he slid into the slightly cold creek. Standing there, in the middle of it for quite some time, he decided it was time.
Holden lied down, feeling the moving water wrap around his neck. He didn't know where he was going, didn't care to say the least. He only cared that it was over.
As the clear, cool water pushed him further down the creek, he could see the the trees, through the water, hovering over the creek, and through the trees; the sky. It was clear, and the sun was preparing to set. With one last look at the sky above him, he closed his eyes and finally felt at peace for the first time in his life.

School has started quite some time from when I had writen my last entry. Even though it has started, not much in my life has progressed. Yes, since I am more occupied with my studies and whatnot, that does not change reality, and I wish it did. I like my schedule this year, and most of my classes. I don't especially like AP Euro or Chem, and I think that my teachers have a lot to do with it. I have a lot of homework, and that sucks, but what can I do.
I got my hair cut a little and can't decide if I like it or not. I think I do, and if I don't, it'll grow out soon anyway. I'm writing a short story, and if I like it enough I'm going to try to submit it to our school anthology. I'll post it on here when I finish it. I think I'm going to go finish it right now.
Concord grapes are splendid.

Wow, hm. So i havent wrote in about forever. Lets see, a lot has happened, but over this has been a pretty lame summer. I never really liked summer that much anyway. I'm too much of an autumn person, plus i hate warm weather. Well, i just wanted to stop in and say hi. i promise ill write more, pinky swear! By the way, im marrying Kate Winslet.

Each player of this game starts with 6 weird things/habits about themselves. People who get tagged need to write an entry of their own with 6 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names.

1. I snif a lot. People think I'm laughing at them, but I'm not.
2. I pick the hair on my legs off.
3. As Ann does, I also cannot stand when people say faggot, or call situations gay. Exanple: Me: Ugh, I can't believe I failed that test. Random Person: That's so gay. [???!!! I NEVER KNEW TESTS COULD BE HOMOSEXUALS?]
4. Whenever someone says something stupid, I'll say something like, "MOM- I MEAN.." I call people Mom a lot.
5. I have about 789364587 different laughs.
6. I hate when people start telling me something, and then don't elaborate on it. "Oh! Guess where - nevermind..."
7[i wanted to add one. deal.]. I hate the alphamale stereotype.
:]

I TAG!: Lindsay, Marijke, Michelle.

im frustrated.
i really want to hang out with my friends.
and i dont know how much i will be able to this summer.
plus, its so fucking hot outside, ugh.

but anyways.
today i talked to marijke a lot.
that made me happy.
but i am still worried about michelle.
she tells me shes changed, and wont act stupid anymore.
but i dont know if i can trust her.
we'll just have to see where the summer breeze takes us.
[even though there currently isnt any fucking breeze because its fucking hott ouside].

i hate my life.
i wish it would end.
everything would be better.

even though the school year ended in heartbreak, looking back it was a fairly good year to kick off the start to my high school career. friends can be stupid, and they can be brilliant. im glad school is over, but i will miss my classes and friends. im looking forward to the summer, which hopefully means more late summer nights, and more great moments with friends.

even though exams have started [not out of school yet] and i have a lot of studying to do, i feel somewhat relaxed. theres two more days of school left and i have three exams after that, including my biology regents [!!!]. i feel sad that school is over because regardless of the school work and whatnot, i really do like school. im excited for the summer, but i will miss school. i havent got muched planed for summer, except reading and summer assignments, but i hope it will be a great one and i hope to make many advancements in my life. the other day i heard one of the most beautiful songs i have ever heard:

Passenger Seat
D e a t h C a b F o r C u t i e

I roll the window down
And then begin to breathe in
The darkest country road
And the strong scent of evergreen
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.


Then looking upwards
I strain my eyes and t r y
To tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.


"do they collide?"
I ask and you smile.
W i t h m y f e e t o n t h e d a s h
T h e w o r l d d o e s n ' t m a t t e r .


When you feel embarrassed then i'll be your pride
When you need directions then i'll be the guide
For all time.
For all time.

<3

I have been anticipating this three day weekend for a while, and most of my plans and ideas have pretty much been shot down. I dont feel like going into detail, but yeah. I also feel bad because I wanted to say bye to michelle before she left for her cabin [which i didnt even know she was going until i saw her bulletin about five minutes after she posted it] but i was too late. hmphsigh. I dont know how i feel about most of my friends right now. I love them, but i cant help but feel like we're drifting. I have an idea this might be my fault. Im too much of an ass for people to want to get super close to me. Maybe thats just how its supposed to be, i was never really a people person anyway.