Friday, January 31, 2003

 

1/31/03

Haha, lunch was great. Saw my friend at lunch and was wondering what she was doing at this lunch cause she usually had B. Actually, I saw about 3 of my friends who never have A lunch on regular days today, haha. And then Brit came up and was asking for 'participants' for the ASB class competition thingy.
I've been on ASB before and I know how hard it is to find some willing cats to bust out, so I happily obliged. Haha, lemme tell ya, it was the stiffizzy. We had to place a water-baloon in-between our knees and with it there, walk on over to a bucket and put in it. After that, we had to run and tag our partner. I felt a lil stupid at first but some of my friends up there were 'pumping' me up like it was a boxing match or something, so I felt bubbling. However, thanks to my amazing wobbling skills combined with the smoothness of my pants I landed the sophmore class in last place. I must've dropped that balloon 10 times or something. Haha, my partner Andrew didn't seem too happy about it and he and my other friends kept dogging me about it.
They don't understand.... That was hard. Hard, I tell you....

I had a lil dayquil in the morning....yup yup. I had so much energy first period, but come 2nd and 3rd period I was almost out. Drowsiness doesn't really help during a 3rd. per. chem. test with Drew. No, no it doesn't...
4th per. kept me awake though. We watched some movie on engineering accidents or something and my friend kept me awake with conversation.
Then lunch came and I had that energy rush again. 5th, I worked on my legs and that drained me out.
Haha, in 6th period we were watching 3 Amigos. One of the greatest movies ever? Possibly. Best sing and dance segment in a movie? Yes.

"My little buttercup..." -Sancho, the bartender
Haha, I had that song stuck in my head the whole day after.

Did I get my daily dosage of my nyquil? Um....haha.
Maybe.

Some people have asked me to define some terms in my daily dosage of vocabulary.
spit (i.e. He spit her?) Um...a term some of my friends and I came up for love or affection. I'll explain in another entry or something...haha.
shmily (i.e. Love is nothing more than spit and shmily) - Well, like above, it has to do with courtship. Shmily stands for 'see how much I love you.'
nyquil (i.e. So that's your nyquil?) - Our lil codeword for 'crush', 'girl', 'lover' -or- 'goddss.'
stiffizzy, stiffizzle, shizznizzy (i.e. Are you kidding me? Its the stiffizzy!) - Another word for awesome, tiight, dope -or- 'the shit.'
bubbling (i.e. Haha, nah, I'm bubbling.) - Another word for good, awesome or fine.
calsetto (i.e. That was beyond calsetto...) - Another word for ghetto, stupid -or- 'oops!'
shiggity shiggity shwah - Absitively, posolutely.
confuzzled - Well, its basically confused. Yup.
wookie wookie wa - Whereas most people *sigh*, I sign wookie wookie wa.
a-cha-cha! (i.e. Bless you! A-cha-cha!) - I don't know. I started saying it after I said bless you.

Yeah, i'm weird like that. I hope someone punches me tommorow, haha. Don't worry if you don't get it.
Wow, long post tonight.
I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 9:49 PM.

Thursday, January 30, 2003

 

1/30/03

There she is, across the way. Just like everyday, just at a different spot this time.
She's looking radiant and happy as ever. Good to know, good to know.
You know, I've always had it easy hiding my feelings. Never have I ever had a hard time playing it cool.
But lately, the feeling has been overwhelming. It all came over me in a rush.
Its just when I see her, it's like a million dreams of love surround her. The sunshine follows her every step, making her brilliantly shine.
She has angel eyes and an assuring smile. She's beyond perfection.
You know that feeling you have before you close your eyes at night? When you're between energized and drowsy. When you feel all warm and good. It's a comfortable feeling. Like nothing can faze you. The bedtime feeling?
That's how I feel whenever I see, hear or think of her.
She's the nyquil to my love-insomnia.

I'm out.
I'm thinking of her and it feels like bedtime, haha.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 10:34 PM.

Tuesday, January 28, 2003

 

1/28/03 Cont'd.

"Take forever and shove it up your ass."
Thank you. That needed to be said.

On a side note, I had an interesting dream. People were asking for favors, and I did them selflessly and then I won a million d's and got a puppy. It was great.
So, people, if there's anything I could do to make your day, everyday, juss let me know. Seriously, I mean this. 'Cause God knows I'm not here to help myself, haha.
Who knows, I might get my puppy.
I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 9:19 PM.

 

1/28/03

It's official: I have the fun table in 2nd per. HP Eng. We laugh almost non-stop and for good reason. I can flash the "surfs up" sign and we'll all do the wave. The funny thing is, they're all just like me.
1) We're all lazy when it comes to classwork!
2) We all just talk during the lesson!
3) We all get A's without killing ourselves!
Amazing, uh? Haha, everyone else is envious of our table. But its all good because I always walk around the room and talk to people anyways.

There were no stars out last night. It reminded me of a lotta stuff. Like how I used to just sit on my table in the backyard at night and sort out my thoughts. Or how I'd be relaxing on a cool saturday night with a girl in my arms as we looked up and realized how small we were. Sitting there for hours just talking and cuddling. Or of the bubbling times I had during weekend nights at groove sessions. Falling down exhausted after a tough session and looking to the sky as my crew would give me my share of the victory bet. I'm very lucky to know such awesome cats and have such jubilant moments. I'm sorry to say that for a while I took friendship for granted.

People were complaining about the chilly wind and the grey sky. I don't know why, but when I look up at a cloudy sky like that, I don't get a sense of gloominess. I don't even know what sense I even get. All I know is, its not a feeling of gloominess but of relief or refreshment or something. I don't know.

Well, I'm tired and I'm full. So ima go take a nappy nap, haha.
And to everyone I didn't see today: How ya doin'?
I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 4:26 PM.

Monday, January 27, 2003

 

1/27/02

The funnest part of having to go to Confirmation/CCD/Church classes?......the 0G hill , haha.
It's the biggest form of entertainment in San Marcos. No, not the bowling alley...not the movie theater....not even Furniture Row, people.
It's all about the second long rollercoaster by Discovery.

And no, I will not tell you my middle name!

Ladies, there's nothing wrong with saying, "Hey, I have a nice booty, and I'm gonna show it to ya!" In fact, why can't you just be confident and do it more often? I don't have a problem with saying, "Hey, I have a nice 'Hi!' gesture, and I"m gonna show it to ya!" and I'm confident enough to do it on a daily basis.

And the 'Hi!' Gesture Casualty Total for Today is *drumroll please*...: 37!

A new record!
You've just won a year supply of 'Hi!' Gestures! Congratulations!

...Don't worry, I'm just happy.
I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 11:19 PM.

Saturday, January 25, 2003

 

1/25/03

I felt like a little kid in a department store that just lost his parents. So alone, so angry...so misunderstood. Where was I? Why am I here? Who is this person that is making me angry? Why bother trying to make them see what they're doing wrong? But then I realized it wasn't so bad. And instead of driving my fist to a face like in past instances, I rubbed my necklace. A calm swept over me, and I just laughed. Victory feels a lot better when the other person is confused, angrily wondering what is going on, than when he is on the ground bleeding.

I've never been this angry since 6th grade.....now I remember why.

I've only been in 4 fights in my life. I won every single one of them. I also felt like the biggest fool in the world after.
I accomplished nothing other than exposing the demon to everyone around me. One day I promised a friend of mine that I would never fight someone physically again unless it was a life or death situation. Not even for her. The necklace is my reminder.

How can someone take happiness for granted? Only the tempestuous can tell you.

I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 11:37 PM.

Friday, January 24, 2003

 

1/24/03

I'm stuck on the fences that separate 'cool', funny, intelligent and romantic.
Although I travel each section's perimeters constantly, I've yet to cross any of them over.

Confused? I am.... I think.....
I think. Amazing, huh?

I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 11:49 PM.

Thursday, January 23, 2003

 

1/23/03 (Cont.)

You know that one song...by um.....Avril Lavigne? That new one...I'm With You or whatnot?
I'm beyond convinced its about a cat in an animal shelter. Trust me. Listen to the lyrics.

And no....I'm not a....fan.....I was channel surfing and there she was....on...um....BET.
Yeah, BET.

...
I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 10:30 PM.

 

1/23/03

Ahem....music please.....

Ryan's Advice Column - #1
Alright, so a lot of you cats have been asking for some tips on courting. Well hey, I'm too lazy to repeat things over and over so I'll just direct all you people here. So here we go, "Ice Breaking Strategy #1" !!!! Wa-WoOoO!

There she is. The fine broad that you've been eyeing for the past 20 minutes. You finally get the nerve to go talk to her.
But wait, before you go, ask yourself 2 questions. 1, has she returned your looks? If she has, don't be afraid to approach her.
Now, say that she's been fighting back with glares and scoffs and maybe even a finger.
Those are signs of "stay away". No, that's not a cute li'l game she's playing with you. She's telling you to "go away".
Secondly, have you had any interaction at all? This isn't as important as the previous mentioned idea, but it helps. By this I mean have you, on your way to get a drink, brushed by her and with a smile said, "Excuse me." ???
If yes, and she's been smiling back at you from across the room, conversation will be a little bit easier to begin. Exchanging a few words and glances gives a little comfortable ease for both you and her.
So, you walk on over. Straight line to your girl. Hmm....you don't know how to start talking to her, though.
Well, I'm sure anything will do. Just long as it isn't cheesy or retarded. Keep it simple....things like: "So, how has your evening been?"
Don't start with your ridiculous pick-up lines or compliments. Introduce yourself. Salutations, salutations. Then you can go and dig deeper into eachother.
Or something.
When talking to someone, always have good eye contact. Listen and, be honest. Don't lie and exaggerate because I know some of you imbeciles will. Keep the girl interested. Don't go on to something that she knows nothing about unless she asks. Also, don't tell "you had to be there" stories. Lastly, pay attention to her actions, it'll help signify if it's she's really liking the conversation, or if she's just being nice. When she smiles, check the outer edges of her eyes . If you see li'l wrinkles, then she's really smiling and she really did enjoy your stupid joke.

Well, there you go. Hope this helped some peeps out.
I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 10:18 PM.

Sunday, January 19, 2003

 

1/19/03

Alright, so here I am, taking a walk around my neighborhood, apricating and having some fun in the sunshine, right?.
I stroll by the park that's over by where my friend Phan lives, and I hear music. I look up and see this group of cats having a lil circle.
3 guys and 2 girls. So I walk up, and watch these cats bust out for a while. Haha, then one of the guys steps up and does a lil string routine of his and he starts calling me out. He start calling me out.
So, he busts out a weak lil animation of some drunk retarded giant or something and he points to me. Haha, the whole time I'm watching, thinking "I really gotta shut this cat up."
What do I do?
Well, I glide into the circle and bust out some elastics. Not anything fancy, just your basic novice bends and twists. I start tutting and working a groove and that's when everyone else started hollering. I began strobing and finished my set off with my spit/throw up routine on his shoes.
He wasn't happy.
Now, he's looking a lil aggravated. So, he goes in and starts locking. Now, as most of you cats know, I just started locking, so I was kinda interested on what he'd pull out.
He ends with a ground-level hat kick-up thingy. That was good, that was good. But he hasn't phased me yet, my friend.
And that point, the other people look at me and tell me to bust something out. I fall to my knees and do knee-hops and knee-walks. I get up and I started with a little tutting and then flowed into some locking. It looked alright, but hey, I was doing a lot better than that one guy. The other cats start giving me props and badge the other guy about getting beat by a kid 2 years younger than him.
So the guy takes the box (I'm guessing it was his) and he storms off. Haha, it was funny but I didn't laugh. I didn't want to be an ass about it. He wasn't that bad, he just needs a little practice. Then again, so do I. Haha, so I claimed APoc Crew and left.
It was fun....I haven't been in a circle like that since homecoming. Yeah, sorry guys, I had to skip out on some groove sessions.

=-=-=-=

She was more than a women a goddess for all to see.
All I ever needed was her right here loving me.
For a while we were coolin and groovin and our affections lit on.
But I still remember how it felt when the love was gone.

On a lil side note, I was chatting with one of my friends this morning around 1, and he asks, "What's the stupidest thing you've ever done?"
My reply? Saying the wrong thing.
What? What wrong thing, Ryan?! Well, I said the wrong thing to a really great dime. The above italicized line pretty much covers the whole "episode".
Well, that's not the stiffizzle. What'd you say, Ryan?! What'd you say?! Well, if you must know....
We were feeling eachother. You could ask anyone. So, one night, I told her how I felt about her. Now, she was the first girl I ever told my feelings to, mind you. So this was a little awkward for me. All my past relationships had just spontaneously started (i.e. we were chilling in the moonlight or something and I suddenly had the strongest urge to hold and kiss the girl. It seemed to work well).
Big mistake on my part. She shut me out. We haven't spoke for about 2 years now. Here's the confusing part: you could tell she was feeling me and people said that she was feeling me. I guess she just was insecure or something. Or maybe I'm just a moron. I personally think its the latter. All I know is, I've hidden all my affectionate feelings since then. You could say she killed it. But, its all good. I don't blame her.

More on that later....
I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 6:28 PM.

 

1/19/03

The way I see it, he's the funny one, he's the wanted one and I'm the "sensitive, nice" one.
Yes, that describes my childhood, best friend trio.
I swear, my life is the stuff you make novels and movies about.

3 things were brought to my attention tonight....er this morning....or...whatnot.
1) People say I'm nice. And they say nice things about me.
2) I'm spontaneous.
3) I work miracles.

Now doesn't that just scream nomination for best screenplay or what?
I could write...Phenomenon 2! Or Purple Mile! Or 3 Things I Hate About You!

My schedule, you ask? After talking to Ms. Lacey and (*GASP*) making her laugh, she informs me that the classes are indeed unbalanced. There may be open seats, but it leaves other chemistry classes lonely and envious knowing that another chemistry class has 1 more eager student in it.
Oh well, that means more cats I don't get to see this semester and the infamous thurs. block B lunch. But its all good, I've rounded up a gang of 3 peeps to chill with!
Hooray!

Remember kids, drink your cream soda and don't hesistate to procrastinate! A-cha-cha!
(Its amazing what boredom can bring about when its 2 in the morning)

I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 2:11 AM.

Monday, January 13, 2003

 

1/13/03

I got my schedule change sheet back. The outcome?
"Sorry, change cannot be made due to unbalanced class sizes."
Groovy. I was under the impression that a 1/4 empty class would be balanced enough for me to join it.
Haha, oh well. Its all good. I'll go set up an appointment.

"Hello, you have a collect call from: THE 21ST CENTURY!"
-My crazy friend

I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 10:11 PM.

Sunday, January 12, 2003

 

1/1203

Wow, no one has B lunch on thursdays. No one.
I spent B lunch walking around with Jon looking for some usual cats. No luck, haha.
So, while Jon went to the ASB room to complain about how the vendings machines took his money, I went to the career center and waited much of lunch to get my work permit application or whatnot. I was late to the 2nd half of 6th, haha.

And my schedule? I don't know if I"m getting my old schedule back. People delievered those class changing forms in almost every period thursday and friday.
And every time, the teacher would look up, gave a dirty look to me or someone around me and not pass the damn sheet out.
Either I"m not getting my schedule changed or so many people got blown over like i did that the counselors are a little behind schedule.
Haha, oh well.
Either way, my schedule is flowing one. Except for thursday B lunch. If anything, I'll juss go aid for lunch in my old 6th period for an hour.
Sounds boring and schoolboy, uh? Its not like anyone did anything in that class anyways.
And someone raided our locker and took our chemistry books. Who steals chemistry books?!
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 2:26 PM.

Thursday, January 09, 2003

 

1/09/03

Be optimistic.

Learn to do at least once dance.

Find your groove.

Don't stress out and don't cause it.

Love is nothing more than spit and shmily.

It's a lot more fun in the middle of it then finishing it off.

There's no one in thursday block B Lunch.

I'm hoping to "work" in the cafeteria for (free) money.

Always be bubblin'.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 10:35 PM.

Wednesday, January 08, 2003

 

1/08/03

She loves sleep.
Haha
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 9:33 PM.

Monday, January 06, 2003

 

01/06/02

First day of second semester. "Was it all good like you always say, Ryan?"
Despite my little dilemma with my schedule change, it wasn't that bad.
I now have a new dilemma. See, I wanted to switch back to my old chemistry class during break.
My old class was beyond awesome and everyone in that class is bubbling.
However, my new chem class is just as tiight. And so is my new spanish class.
Well, I have 'til wednesday to make a decision. These next 2 days will help me decide.

Met a lot of new people too. A few guys, a lot of girls. They all seem nice and all, but I just don't know.
You know...I'm tired of all these tricks and sluts. Why can't I juss meet a girl who is more than a friend?
A girl who I can hold in my arms and trust with my feelings. Some broad who isn't blinded by the cash I'm strutting.
A dime who I could just say 'Hi' to everyday and ask how their day has been.
A lady to intimately converse with before going to sleep.
A female whose warming personality and thoughts lull me to sleep at night.
A girl who's worth it.
I think I've found one but there's complications. Lots of complications.
Not to say that all girls I know are like the aformentioned statement. Almost all the ladies I know are tiight.
Its just, I don't know if I want to ruin our relationships by going up a level. That one sentence was directed towards most of the new girls I meet. Sorry if I offended anyone, I'm just....confuzzled right now. Yeah, confuzzled is a good word.
I'm out.
-Confuzzled Ryan

Ryan posted this at 10:26 PM.

Wednesday, January 01, 2003

 

01/01/03

HAPPY NEW YEARS MOTHRAFIZZLES!

Yup, yup...new year.
My new year resolution?
Hmmm....
The same as always...
Have a grooving year while spreading the oowee!
Yup, juss like every year. Have more fun and spread the love.
What's yours?
Anyways, I"m out.

-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 1:51 AM.