Still listening to Queen

so, how are you? good? take a seat, this may take some time.

so i got myself a new job. it's pretty awesome, i must say. they make me draw things and come up with ideas for commericials, which i get paid for, cool aye? so that's been taking up a lot of time lately, meeting new people and adjusting to a new environment. i think i've been doing alright, but we'll see if i make it, since i'm on a three month probation sort of thing. wish me luck!

also, my World of Wacraft account got hacked recently ,which was the absolute suck. it's kind of hard to explain how this felt to someone who doesn't play an online game. i will try though. pretend that you have a child. you have nurtured and taught this child everything you know, and together you have done wonderful things. now imagine that someone taking your kid away from you and doing things to it. horrible, horrible things.
thats what it was like.

the guys at Blizzard were pretty cool, and locked the account down sharpish.

so tomorrow i'll see if this hacker guy messed up my characters, and to what extent the damage is. basically whether or not i'll have to pay for some therapy.

tell the GM where the bad hacker touched you...

stuff like that, you know.

A couple of days ago, a friend of mine told me that this girl thinks i'm weird. i don't know, it kinda messed me up a bit. i don't intentionally do anything that might be percieved as weird, but i guess i can be pretty strange sometimes. but who wants to boring?

also, someone asked me why i don't have a girlfriend.

if i knew the answer to that one... i'd probably have a girlfriend wouldn't i?

I haven't had much luck in matters of the heart. Many weeks of my young life have been spent pining after one girl or another, who would end up breaking my little ol' heart. there are many examples, none of which i feel particularly comfortable talking about. except the one where that girl didn't talk to me for three months. That's the next blog post :)

so until then, may your blades never dull!

Nargles

well, this weekend has been...fun. i guess the word would be fun. It was John's birthday on friday, so we went out and had fun at Traps! yay! also, we somehow managed to buy the most expensive squid in suva city, but thats a story for another day. saturday was...the more interesting day though.

i went with Socks to go and see I am Legend. that movie rocked :)

the slack thing though, was that i managed to miss a very important part of the movie, somewhere between the second and third act due to a call of nature. so...the third act was kind of disjointed for me. i still think though, that Will Smith definately deserves some sort of award though. for the whole movie was basically him. he carried it on his shoulders and it worked. yay for the fresh prince! :P

after that, Socks and i went to Griffs place, to chill, play cards and drink grog with the gang. then at about ten we went out to the balcony to talk. we talked until about twelve. so yeah, there was a lot of talking. she also said she liked me. i...the fool that i am, said, thankyou >_<

so yeah, then she asks if i wanted to go for a walk, down bryce street. now i don't want to worry or say anything bad about bryce street..but it can be kind of dangerous. the threat of stabbiness is at a high percentile if you know what i mean. but i went...because she wanted to show me her hood. this is the word that she used.

so yeah...i had fun...although i feel kind of bad. because like i said in a previous post...i'm not a hundred percent in this, ya know? i don't like her like her. gah! emotions are sucky things.

So I met Someone

yah, she's nice, and my friends and i have come to call her socks, due to a hilarious and very witty event. well, she was wearing interesting socks. but yeah, it's early days yet. the thing is...the thing is...well, can i be honest with you? the thing is, i'm not really one hundred percent into this thing, and, unless my person reading skills aren't as good as they used to be, she likes me. meh, like i said, early days.

maybe its a good thing though. i mean, when i'm a hundred percent i tend to overthink things and watch my words too much. maybe i need to just, i dunno, go with the flow. also, a couple of weeks ago i asked someone out, and it did not go well. she...was flattered is the short story.

which kinda ticks me off. why are girls always flattered? what? is that like, the safe thing to say?

anyways, i'm over it. moving on and continuing my lonely walk down lifes highways, sword at my hip and cloak around my shoulders, walking through the rain.

early days.

Letting people know where you Stand

i was twelve. at least, i think i was twelve. the thing was, i was in class eight right, and everyone else was around thirteen, so i would have been twelve because i skipped class two. anyway, i was twelve years old and i was in love. how do i know? well, i had sweaty palms whenever i talked to her, and even though i wasn't certain of the specifics of how it would happen, i could picture our kids.

so what was i to do?

i made friends with her first, of course, because i am a very friendly person, except towards Nazis. we started hanging out, first at school, and then we'd spend the afternoon in town, sometimes with our other friends, and sometimes just the two of us. i was happy. unfortunately, what i didn't do was tell her that i fancied her.

even now i can remember why i liked her, she had all the things about her that i like in a girl. she was smart, could carry a conversation about anything, and had a great smile. she also had breasts. but that wasn't the only reason why i liked her! i swear! it's just...she also happened to have a nice rack.

and then the sucky thing happened. i refer to it as the sucky thing, because it was a major event in my life that sucked.

it was a July afternoon, and we were walking to the canteen to buy something to drink. i remember it was the two of us walking across the court, oblivious to the other kids playing around us and just talking about things. then she looks at me and asks me,

"Albie, what do you think of Brett?"

okay, his name wasn't really Brett, I'm just using this name as an alias, because well, i don't feel like going out of my way to ask him if he'd mind me using his name in my blog on the intar-webz.

"um," i replied, "i think he's alright, he's good at basketball."

i said, plumbing the depths of my knowledge of this person who had previously been a background character in the stage show that is my life.

"well, yesterday he asked me if i wanted to go steady with him, and i said yes, isn't that great?"

it was a while before i replied, and honestly, to this day i can't remember what i said after that. i know that before that moment, i was happy, and after that, i was extremely depressed.

i learned some valuable lessons that day, you have to let people know where you stand. unless you know someone who is psychic, they'll never know how you feel unless you tell them. or make it reeeeally obvious.