Sunday, April 20, 2003

 

4/19/03

I was so bored last night...er....early this morning. I was making freestyles about every person that was online.

Have you ever read the guestbook in my Subprofile? There's some funny stuff in there. Especially Ernestus' entries. Ok, well maybe its only funny to me because I remember when he fell.

Went to my aunt's today and put together my lil cousin's swingset thingy.
You ever do freeway flirting? Its great. Especially when the other person has a pen and paper in which they write their number and you juss happen to have your celly with you right at that moment but since you gave up chatting on the phone for Lent, you text message them instead.
Truly, its the stiffizzle.

"No...its juss that...you're not known for you wit."
-Thank you.

"Ryan, why is it that you'll go talk a random group of girls that you're not feeling but you won't talk to that one girl across the way that's caught your eye?"
-That isn't always the case, my friend.

"You're too down on yourself Ryan!"
-I think I've said this before...I'm modest to the point where people say it seems like I have an inferiority complex but even I do, its not a very good one.

Sometimes, after I wake up after a nap, I wonder....is anyone else out there waking up from their nap? Just like I am?

There's something about singing that sends. You juss close your eyes and without even thinking about them, the lyrics come out of your mouth. You get lost in the thought of a particular person...as if you're singing right to them. Unbeknowst to you, you're singing so much better than you do when you're aware of people listening to you.

I've learned that sometimes too nice is too annoying.

Optimism only affects that one particular person, never those around them. That person affects the others around them.

Why is it that I text message more than I talk on the phone? Oh, I remember now....that one weekend I lost my voice from having to sing to dillusional people who think I'm good or something. That and I gave up chatting on the phone verbally for Lent.

Have you ever sat on the bench in the park, or the mall or the whatever, and watched all the happy couples?
Yeah, neither have I but sometimes I wonder....is there anyone at the school that thinks about me? Much like I often think about certain girls?
If so...I wish they'd give me a heads up or something.

There's so much that I do know; that I think I know; that I don't know.

I'm so bored half the time.

Michael and Phan jump in my house today with a giant monkey doll. It seems that Michael has a stalker. Wow.
Now, I've had stalkers but mine didn't drive by my house 4 times in one day, honking.
Michael and Ricky also showed me the making of 'The Bicycle'. Haha, that's some groovy stuff you cats got there.

I was talking to Cory Matthews today, asking him, "Where's my Topanga?"

Docking out...
-Ryan : as filipino as tinikling

Ryan posted this at 12:04 AM.