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American Idol [21 May 2009|05:20pm] Kris Allen has been my favorite since the beginning. I like his style. His voice is easy to listen to. He reminds me a lot of Jason Mraz. He's a true artist and musician, and I would definitely buy his CD. I am glad that he won. As for Adam Lambert, it is undeniable that he is extremely talented. He can sing things I could never imagine singing. He is a performer, without question. But honestly... Could you imagine listening to an entire CD of that? Could you honestly sit there and tell me that you'd listen to 20 songs of Adam Lambert shreiking his songs at the top of his lungs? Maybe in a club atmosphere, where that kind of music is ok. Other than that, I just don't think he is appropriate. Also, people are saying he didn't win because of his possibly gayness. Isn't most of the American Idol viewing population either female or gay? Chicks love gay guys! And besides, he made it to the very end! Last day! Finals! How could he get that far if everyone voted against him because he was gay? It just doesn't make any sense. If Adam had won, would it be ok to say that the only reason he won was because the entire gay population voted for him? Absolutely not! In fact, it's not even true, because my friend Kyle Petty is gay, and he didn't vote for him. Maybe Kris just won because he is the better choice. That's what I say. And I have at least 50,000,001 people who agree with me, so you can't tell me I'm wrong. Do it up.

[08 Sep 2007|02:13pm] Kristina is cool. I think I have passed the mushy point in our relationship where everything I write about my significant other is so endearing and loving that it makes the reader want to choke themselves. It's not that I'm over her, I still love her very much, I just feel that all of the lovey-dovey shit can be saved for Valentine's Day from now on, because I know that we're going to have plenty of them together. But seriously, Kristina is a cool chick to be with. I genuinely enjoy hanging out with her, even though she's a little dumb sometimes. But honestly, who isn't? She's generally smart and funny, she is outgoing and interesting... I guess I should also mention how good she is with my friends and family... And how good she is in bed. Basically what I'm saying is, Kristina is the kind of person, if there ever was such a person in the world, that I would want to be around forever and eventually make my wife. Eventually. And the fact that she'd never push the issue is something that I feel is really cool. Kristina is a good friend. She likes to have fun and laugh, she knows how to be serious and stable, she knows how to relax and kick loose, and she knows when to do it. I've never met anyone who is as on-the-ball as she is, which is cool, because I'm a blockhead, and I need that. I love this little bitch. Do it up.

[08 Sep 2007|02:04pm] [ mood | accomplished ] Almost a year later, and my life has done a complete 180. This time last year I was hanging out with Ryan Skilton everyday, living in Kevin Kelly's house, jobless, happy with my brand new girlfriend with whom I'd just recently had sex with for the first time, and just kind of breezing through life. Now, I hang out with Kristina King (who I've now happily been with for 14 months) everyday, I have my own place, I have two jobs, and I have too many bills to pay for and too much stress in my life to really enjoy much of my surroundings. I don't think I would have it any other way, though. I've never felt more responsible. I am starting to make my own life. And, I'm happy. I'm happy, I'm secure, and I feel like a million bucks. As long as my health keeps going strong, I don't have much to worry about. Except for slow nights at the restaurant. And the fact that my girlfriend is starting to hate me. Do it up.

[24 May 2007|06:47pm] This just isn't fair, by any means. I'm here, I'm here and I'm alone. And she's there, and I don't know how she is or whether she's alone or not. I feel weak, for the first time in so long. I feel powerless. How can this be ok? Why does this have to happen? Why must I be reminded of the weakness that dwells inside me? Why do I have to face this alone, with no one to help me out of it? Why does she have to be gone? What worries me is what I'll be like when she's gone for a long time... 1 thought| Do it up.

[19 Mar 2007|12:25am] What the hell is this "blue ray" thing I've been hearing about? Or is it "blu-ray"? Like, I'm hearing mad talkin' about some "coming out on dvd and blu-ray this week" bullshit. What the hell is "blu-ray"? 3 thoughts| Do it up.

[17 Mar 2007|10:14am] Inner conflict sucks. I'm sick of being mad at myself and the people closest to me. So, maybe I won't do it anymore. Or I will, but less often. I just wish I wasn't so bitter sometimes. Do it up.

[12 Feb 2007|02:07pm] What is love? What's love got to do with it? Where is the love? It's so nice to be in the "know". Do it up.

New Year's Tradition [02 Jan 2007|02:00am] You know what? Fuck it. Every year, I do this thing where I review the past year and tell everyone what I'm thankful for. I'm done. Too much stuff happened this year, and I've changed too much to go back and think about everything. So, I'm not going to. I'm going to be short, and to the point with it. No bullshit. Thank you for my friends. Thank you for Kevin Kelly. Thank you for reuniting me with my sister. Thank you for giving me another sister. Thank you for the only love I have ever and will ever know in my life. Thank you for my new family. Thank you for Kristina Rose King. Dunzo. Do it up.

[08 Dec 2006|05:15pm] I don't see where the confusion lies. I'm not in High School Musical anymore. Not by choice. That means, I'm no longer in High School Musical because of something that is beyond my control. You know why? Because Jessica Waller is a fat whore. Yeah, I said it. She called me, disrespected me, and told me I was not going to be paid for this show, prompting me to hang up on her bitchy, fat ass. Later on in the week, I did what I had to do to make sure her lead had his costumes. And the next morning, she called me to tell me I was no longer in the cast. Where in that entire ordeal did I do something out of line? I may have missed rehearsals... But first off, almost all of them were scheduled conflicts, whether her stupid ass wants to admit it or not. Secondly, did I really need any more rehearsal time? I was fine in that show, I didn't miss a line, or a note, or a lyric once. Not once did I miss anything I needed to know. Thirdly, I was already three shows into my run, and when I wasn't Troy, I wasn't in it. Why on Earth would I be expected to be at a rehearsal for the other cast? I wasn't in the fucking show when the other cast was on! It doesn't make any sense to me why certain people in the cast have to pretend like I'm not right 100%. I mean, I know you like Jessy Waller. I know you do. But why the hell would you take her side in this situation? She's a cuntrag, and a horrible director. She's a useless excuse for a person, and should be thrown off a cliff for being such a loser. Just take my side, Goddamnit. Do it up.

[04 Dec 2006|11:42pm] I love you. Do it up.

[05 Nov 2006|03:46am] I want you all to know... High School Musical at Bayway is going up soon. If y'all have any interest in seeing the show, you better call soon, because tickets are hustling out. I think some shows might even be totally sold. So, call. (631) 581-2700. Cast: Troy Bolton - Brett Campbell Gabriella Montez - Michelle Demetillo Sharpay Evans - Tori Fairclough Ryan Evans - Justin Moniz Chad Danforthe - Scott Johnstan Taylor McKessie - Jackie Lisi Zeke Baylor - Chris Brick Martha "Big" Cox - Dariel Bernstein Performance Dates: 11.25 sat 4pm 11.26 sun 3pm 11.28 tues 10am 12.09 sat 4pm 12.10 sun 3pm 12.11 mon 10am 12.16 sat 8pm 12.23 sat 4pm 12.29 fri 2pm 2 thoughts| Do it up.

[29 Oct 2006|10:07pm] She surprised me last night at the closing of Rocky. She came into the dressing room and stood there for 5 minutes before I realized she was there. She's the sweetest, most genuinely beautiful girl I've ever met before. I love her so much. Closing went well. It was actually really fuckin' good. Devin did a great job, as did Ryan. It was a good show. 1 thought| Do it up.

[27 Oct 2006|04:30pm] Will today be a transition point? Or is that just me being too tired to function and feeling down on life again? I guess we'll see in the next few days. But tonight is going to be something, if anything. Only I know what that means. Do it up.

[25 Oct 2006|01:25am] At the beginning... This was us on one of our first dates. Luckily, Michelle was there and was able to capture this moment so perfectly. I've been in love with Kristina since the beginning. You can see that in the look on my face. You can feel the love and comfort there. Here's us now... Look at this picture. The love is still there. We have both gone through a lot since the first picture, it shows a little bit in this one. We look much older here, too. But still, the comfort and beauty is still there. It amazes me to compare these two pictures. I can almost feel the time go by all over again. The first picture captured such a fresh, unconditional love. We're both infatuated with each other, and seem to be in love with at least the idea of each other. Our barriers were just about to break, and we were just starting to let each other into our lives. It's beautiful to see. The second picture may not be so glamourous... But you can tell by looking at it that each of us has come to terms with the fact that we are one. We complete each other, and nothing will tear us apart. We're in love. She's helped me with the loss of my father. I tried to help her with her exhausting rehearsal schedule. I did my best to keep her happy, and she's done everything for me. We love each other. It pleases me to know that I have something so good in my life. And it's unconditional. In the next few months, it will only get better. We're off to an amazing start, and nothing in my life could make me happier. I hope everyone realizes that this is something I've needed. This kind of love and support is something I've always been in dire need of. She's given me something I never knew was possible for me to have. All I can do to repay her for it is love her the way I have since the beginning forever. And I know I will. 2 thoughts| Do it up.

[11 Oct 2006|05:56pm] I had dreams last night that I barely remember having. I typed them into wordpad last night so that I would be able to write a journal entry about it. Here's what I wrote: i wa watching fsny because sny wasnt working, and i saw kristina winning third place in a twirling competition. "i'm coming home tonight." "Ok awesome. Do you want me to come over?" "Yeah." ""What time." "Around 6 30 ish?" "Awesome, I'll see you then." "I love you" "I love you, too." The first dream was really weird. I was watching tv, trying to find the Mets game (for whatever reason), and I'm checking the SNY channel but it's not working. So I'm flipping around, and I get to the FSNY channel, and I see Kristina. She's wearing this pearl white leotard, it was weird, and she looks completely pissed off. She's standing on a podium, it's a third place podium. A lady walks over to her and gives her a third place medal. Then, it pans out on the other two winners, and they're all holding batons. I figured it was a twirling competition. The next dream was really realistic. So, my phone rings, and I pick it up and it's Kristina. She says, "Hey babe." I say, "Hey! What's up?" So she goes, "Nothing, I'm coming home tonight." And I said, "Oh awesome, what time?" She says, "Around 6:30ish?" And I say, "Ok, cool. Do you want me to come over?" And she says, "Yes." And I say, "Ok, I'll see you then." And she goes, "Ok, I love you." And I said, "I love you, too." And then it was done. Now, there's only two reasons why I know that the second dream didn't actually happen. First off, Kristina has a 14-hour day today because she's in Hell Week for Hair. She doesn't have time to eat, nevermind come home. Secondly, the cell phone she called me on was my old cell phone, not the new one I got two days ago. So, it had to be a dream. Anyway, I love weird dreams. Bye. 2 thoughts| Do it up.

[07 Oct 2006|05:38pm] I'm disgusted. How does a professional baseball team get away with putting no effort into their playoff games? Oh, that's right. It's because it's the Yankees. The fuckers who have everything, but still feel the need to ruin my life. I'm convinced that they're losing on purpose because they are the biggest diva pieces of shit on Earth. Derek Jeter and Hideki Matsui are the only ones that put forth any effort. And only one of them is actually pulling through. I am sick to my stomache, it's pitiful to watch this team lose to such an underdog franchise. Really? The Detroit Tigers? Granted, they made the playoffs for a reason. But they made it as the Wild Card team, and the Yankees are the best team in the American League. There should be no reason why the Yankees are losing so badly. These are professional players. This is the exact reason why they play baseball. I justed watched Jorge Posada strike out. The announcer called it "filthy". That's exactly what it was. You know what? If the Yankees lose in this round of the playoffs this year, they should drop their entire team and pick up all minor leaguers. Then they might stand a chance next year. Fuckin' faggots. Do it up.

[06 Oct 2006|06:08pm] Weird dreams! First, I had a dream that I was on a plane, headed to Seattle. My Mom lives there, so that's why I was going. If you don't know, I'm deathly afraid of flying. So, the fact that, in my dream, the plane fucking CRASHED really freaked me out. Granted, it wasn't a bad crash. The plane went up, and then slowly dropped into the water. Everyone got out, rescue boats were right there, no one died... But it's the principle of the matter. I should not be dreaming about crashing in a plane a little more than a month before I'll be flying in a plane for the first time in 13 years. I'm pissed about that. Secondly, and even weirder, I was working at a restaurant. This is the restaurant: Anyway, this is what happened. I was taking a nap on the couch in the middle of my shift when my boss/father came up to me and started yelling at me for sleeping on the job. So, I got up, and went over to one of my tables. It was a 6-top with only two people sitting at it. The lady that was in the seat closest to me said, "I'll have the Primo Pasta in white sauce with chicken." So, I left the table and put in the order. Skip forward 10 minutes and the pasta is done. So, being the fat-ass slacker that I am, I sit on the couch and eat it. Two seconds later my Dad shows up again, yelling at me for slacking off. So, I'm about to go over to my table again, but I realize that I'm going to show up without the "Primo Pasta". So, I went up to Dave, the chef from the Bull and Bear that just so happened to be the chef of this restaurant, and said, "Dave, did you make that 'Primo Pasta?'", and he said, "Oh no! I forgot!". So, I went into the Employee Lounge and prepped the "Primo Pasta." And by prepping it I mean that I literally took a bag of sand and poured it onto an air mattress. Don't ask me why, I have no idea. So I go out of the Employee Lounge, and my Dad's there yelling at me again. "Why were you in there? You slacking off again?". So I'm like, "No, I was prepping the pasta. I just poured a bag of sand all over the air mattress!". Then, Dave comes up to me and says, "Actually, we use feathers instead of sand here." And I'm like, "Oh that makes sense because it has chicken in it." So, I go outside to check on my customers, and the lady who ordered the pasta is in the bathroom. So I say to the other guy, "How did you like everything? Was it ok?", and he's like, "I LOVED IT. IT WAS INCREDIBLE. ABSOLUTELY PERFECT." And he was totally serious about it. Like, dead serious, he literally was in love with the food. So then, I'm walking back out of the dining room, and I'm like, "Oh shit, I forgot about my other table!". I felt like it'd been an hour since I saw the table, so I went up to the lady who was sitting there and asked if they needed anything. The lady said, "I just wanna go home. Please, I want to go HOME." So, I brought both tables their check, and I woke up. Isn't that weird? I told Kevin about it right after it happened, and he's like, "That's weird." So weird. 2 thoughts| Do it up.

[03 Oct 2006|11:19am] You know how monkeys can do things that humans can't do? Like, for instance, hang from trees, jump from one tree to another, swing from trees, climb trees without falling... Well, is it really that humans can't do it? Or is it just that monkeys won't stop themselves from doing it because they have no fear of getting hurt? Like, ok. Monkeys obviously don't have the brain capacity that humans do. Maybe, because their brains are underdeveloped, they don't they don't know that falling from a tree can seriously hurt them, if not kill them. Maybe they do it because it's part of their natural instincts. They live in trees, so they have to adapt to the trees. My real question is, can I be a monkey if I really tried? Like, of course it's going to take some getting used to, I'll probably rip up my arms from all the swinging and hanging, and probably eventually form callous on my hands and forearms and stuff... But eventually, I could probably do it. I'd just have to get over my fear of dying, which isn't much of a fear at all, being that I'm not afraid to die. Maybe, instead of doing the whole rip up my arms thing, I'll just wear metal covering around my arms. It'd have to be pretty flexible, like underarmor that knight's wear. That chainy metal stuff. Would that even work? Probably. All this talk about monkeys is making me itchy. I'm gonna go take a nap. 3 thoughts| Do it up.

[02 Oct 2006|01:43pm] And then he was done bitching, took a step back, and viewed the situation again in a different perspective. I don't really have much to complain about, I guess. Yeah, some shitty things happened. But shitty things happen to everyone. I vent in here because I know it's a good place to, because that way I don't have to do it out loud, and make myself look like an idiot to everyone around me. I've had it very good the past couple months. I found the most loyal and loving friend anyone could ever ask for in Kevin Kelly. I kept great people in my life, like Michles and Jaxie and others. I removed myself from some people, who should not be named for the sole fact of sparing more drama. I maintained a very healthy relationship with Kristina, which is saying a lot, being that I'm normally over the person I'm dating by this point, and so far, haven't felt any need or desire to be without her. In fact, I find the need and desire to be with her at all times... Which isn't exactly great, being that I only see her a few times a week... But it's still better than being sick of her. In fact in fact, I love her more than anything else in the world, and would do anything to make her happy. Which is actually pretty wonderful! I got a job that is going to be very good, whether I like it or not. I've realized the strength a family can support you with... I'm pretty good. Love you bye. Do it up.

[01 Oct 2006|11:43pm] Does it always have to be like this? I don't like this. In the past month, I: 1. Became an orphan. 2. Worked my balls off. 3. Kept my sanity. 4. Dreaded tomorrow. 5. Wished for something better. 6. Lost my sanity. 7. Missed my old life. 8. Thanked God that I have a new life. 9. Became an adult. 10. Stopped caring about the world. 11. Cared about the world again. 12. Loved someone. 13. Was tricked. 14. Worried. 15. Stressed out. 16. Lived. Why can't God just... be nice for a change? Do I have to get the short end of the stick always? Do I attract every ounce of misery that is tossed around? Give me a break. God, I look up to you. Know why? Because you let me down. Let yourself down from now on. But first, make sure the rope is attached to the ceiling and the noose is tightened around your neck. And go down hard. Do it up.

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