So this last Saturday was prom night, right? Well, whilst everyone else was donning their spiffy tuxedos or elegant dresses and heading toward prom, I sat in a rocking chair anxiously watching SciFi channel movies.
Ok, so that's not all I did, but I did do that for a while. The word "few" should have a set meaning and not just a generalized one. We'll leave it at that... >.>
After all that, Ann and I did actually get going. We weren't headed to prom, though. Last year we went to prom, and neither of us liked the music, and Ann wasn't fond of taking hours to pretty herself up. You looked very nice after those hours, but whatever you want, love. We went to the movie theatre first, to see Angels and Demons. Great movie, though it cut out a cool, if ornery, character. I definitely recommend it if you've not seen it yet.
During said movie, I started to notice that caffeine + no meds + excited Ann = overactive-superexcited Ann. Now, I gotta say that it's much better than some of the more common moods she's in, but... It was getting a bit too much. =/ Sorry love, it was. But it wasn't terrible, and I enjoyed keeping you in suspense about what was going to happen next, so its all good. ^_^
Next was the bookstore. We went in, bought a few things, and left. Not very exciting, though she did have a spazz-attack over the lack of certain manga. We then proceeded to Reggie's, because he was also staying out of prom, though without someone to keep him company. Poor guy :(
We hung out at Reggie's for a bit, then Ann noticed the time and made me break out of my stupor and take her home. She had work the next morning, so she had a good excuse to get out of a full night date (like I was wanting...).
When I got home, I realized we hadn't eaten. I knew I was hungry by the shakiness in my limbs (symptom that foreshadows that I am going to be a diabetic in the future. Damn you genetics!) and the fact that Dad asked me where we'd eaten and I didn't have an answer for him. I made something up so he wouldn't get onto me, though I gotta say something. Ann, we really ought to have eaten. Makes me sad that I didn't take you to dinner on prom night, let alone I let you go home hungry! I'm so sorry! Please forgive me! *bows down asking forgiveness in the humblest way possible*
Other than a few little setbacks, though, it was a great night. We might not have gone out to prom like most everyone else, but we still had a good time. At least we didn't just sit on a couch and chatter for 4 hours like last year, haha.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Return of Blaze
I return!
Yes, I'm back on Blogger, for anyone who cares. I got in the rut of only checking around, and not posting on it much. But I think that period's over, so I'm back. Doesn't that make you happy?
Recent events... Friday was a very nice birthday party for my friend, Haley. The best part was Reggie exploding the pinata. Very nice. Saturday, I took Ann to see Coraline. That was a great movie, and if anyone reading this hasn't seen it, I highly recommend it. Especially if you like the little kid creepy type of movie. Sunday, I went with Ann to her job and did... well, a lot of it for her. But I'm happy I braved the cold, rain, and wind. Why? I got a hug later ^_^ (doesn't take much to please me, eh?). Also on Sunday, we got snow. Real snow. That's a rarity here, but it didn't even last until morning. That makes me sad, because I was wanting to get all my friends together and have a big snowball fight...
And on a random off note... I HATE FINAL FANTASY 11!!! The stupid game doesn't want to work properly, and its annoying. But whatever, I'm cool. Take deep breaths. In, out, in, out. Alright, better. It seems to be working now anyway. Keyword: seems. But whatever, I'll just give up on it if it doesn't work by today.
Blaze out.
Yes, I'm back on Blogger, for anyone who cares. I got in the rut of only checking around, and not posting on it much. But I think that period's over, so I'm back. Doesn't that make you happy?
Recent events... Friday was a very nice birthday party for my friend, Haley. The best part was Reggie exploding the pinata. Very nice. Saturday, I took Ann to see Coraline. That was a great movie, and if anyone reading this hasn't seen it, I highly recommend it. Especially if you like the little kid creepy type of movie. Sunday, I went with Ann to her job and did... well, a lot of it for her. But I'm happy I braved the cold, rain, and wind. Why? I got a hug later ^_^ (doesn't take much to please me, eh?). Also on Sunday, we got snow. Real snow. That's a rarity here, but it didn't even last until morning. That makes me sad, because I was wanting to get all my friends together and have a big snowball fight...
And on a random off note... I HATE FINAL FANTASY 11!!! The stupid game doesn't want to work properly, and its annoying. But whatever, I'm cool. Take deep breaths. In, out, in, out. Alright, better. It seems to be working now anyway. Keyword: seems. But whatever, I'll just give up on it if it doesn't work by today.
Blaze out.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
One Year, One Love...
One year of joy.
One year of trials.
One year of love.
I originally planned on writing an elaborate poem to you and posting it here, since I think we're the only ones who frequent this place anymore. But, before I could think of something, my creativity ran away. All that remains is these three lines. At least they sum it up, eh?
I'll just write it prose then, since that's easier...
Ann, my love, its been one year today since I first told you how I felt. And through this one year, you've been my one love. Now, the formula changes. Two years won't make two loves, I promise you this. You're still the one, the only one, I love. So now I want to do something special, since I won't be seeing you today. Think this will work?
I hope so. ^_^
With hugs, kisses, and lots of love,
- Patrick
One year of trials.
One year of love.
I originally planned on writing an elaborate poem to you and posting it here, since I think we're the only ones who frequent this place anymore. But, before I could think of something, my creativity ran away. All that remains is these three lines. At least they sum it up, eh?
I'll just write it prose then, since that's easier...
Ann, my love, its been one year today since I first told you how I felt. And through this one year, you've been my one love. Now, the formula changes. Two years won't make two loves, I promise you this. You're still the one, the only one, I love. So now I want to do something special, since I won't be seeing you today. Think this will work?
I hope so. ^_^
With hugs, kisses, and lots of love,
- Patrick
Friday, September 19, 2008
New year, New pants
I think that pretty much sums up all I've been doing while in my hiatus from the blogs.
The new school year started with a spectacular bore, as usual. Not really much to say here, except that I think Sociology is gonna be one of the better classes. Its quite fun.
And of course, the most recent thing... My new pants! Its a pair of Tripp's, which I think I like. Ann has wore a pair everyday since I've known her, so that's the only reason I know what they are, haha. But after my first day (today was my first day of wearing them :D), I think I like them. But then again, after being told so many nice things, who wouldn't want to keep wearing them? Although I heard everything from how wrong it was for me to wear them, to how cute Ann and I looked as a match and how sexy I was in them. I'm sexy... ^_^
Anyway, yeah... That's about all for now. Until next time...
The new school year started with a spectacular bore, as usual. Not really much to say here, except that I think Sociology is gonna be one of the better classes. Its quite fun.
And of course, the most recent thing... My new pants! Its a pair of Tripp's, which I think I like. Ann has wore a pair everyday since I've known her, so that's the only reason I know what they are, haha. But after my first day (today was my first day of wearing them :D), I think I like them. But then again, after being told so many nice things, who wouldn't want to keep wearing them? Although I heard everything from how wrong it was for me to wear them, to how cute Ann and I looked as a match and how sexy I was in them. I'm sexy... ^_^
Anyway, yeah... That's about all for now. Until next time...
Thursday, May 29, 2008
The Final Countdown
This school year is coming to a close. Exams are this week. Then we're seniors. Amazingly enough, this has just hit me. And hit it did. Hard.
This summer I'll end up getting my license and a job. Dunno where yet, since most places I want to work (damn you, Books-A-Million...) won't let me work there until I'm 18. Best Buy or Sakura's seem to be the current ideas, but that could change. Driving's not hard or anything, I just don't want to do it. I guess you could just say I don't want things to change...
Over the summer, there'll be days when I stay at home and do nothing, days I go to grandma's to get the heck bugged out of me by Mikie (one of my numerous cousins), and some when I work (depending on the job, I may or may not like this part). At least I'll have money for the rising cost of gasoline and to do things with. Joy.
There is one thing that might make this summer much better. We're moving. Mum and Dad have a list of houses, most of which are in the Ashbrook and Forestview areas (both of which I plan to never attend. Huss all the way!). Most of them are nice, but there are some that are just horrible or too far. One was out in Mount Holly. That's farther away from civilization than we are now! I'll try to steer them in the right path, though. That's gonna be hard...
So that's my summer in a nutshell. Sounds great, eh? Anyway, all of you guys need to keep in touch. As my psychologist has pointed out, I have a bit of depression and loneliness from being alone in the middle of nowhere... But we're trying to fix that problem.
For the summer,
-Blaze (Patrick)
P.S. If you guys have any suggestions on vehicles, places to move to, jobs, etc., I'm more than open to them. I'll make sure they get directed to the proper section of my brain for processing.
This summer I'll end up getting my license and a job. Dunno where yet, since most places I want to work (damn you, Books-A-Million...) won't let me work there until I'm 18. Best Buy or Sakura's seem to be the current ideas, but that could change. Driving's not hard or anything, I just don't want to do it. I guess you could just say I don't want things to change...
Over the summer, there'll be days when I stay at home and do nothing, days I go to grandma's to get the heck bugged out of me by Mikie (one of my numerous cousins), and some when I work (depending on the job, I may or may not like this part). At least I'll have money for the rising cost of gasoline and to do things with. Joy.
There is one thing that might make this summer much better. We're moving. Mum and Dad have a list of houses, most of which are in the Ashbrook and Forestview areas (both of which I plan to never attend. Huss all the way!). Most of them are nice, but there are some that are just horrible or too far. One was out in Mount Holly. That's farther away from civilization than we are now! I'll try to steer them in the right path, though. That's gonna be hard...
So that's my summer in a nutshell. Sounds great, eh? Anyway, all of you guys need to keep in touch. As my psychologist has pointed out, I have a bit of depression and loneliness from being alone in the middle of nowhere... But we're trying to fix that problem.
For the summer,
-Blaze (Patrick)
P.S. If you guys have any suggestions on vehicles, places to move to, jobs, etc., I'm more than open to them. I'll make sure they get directed to the proper section of my brain for processing.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Prom!
Prom was last Saturday, and it was awesome to say the least.
I got ready and headed off for all the grandparents' houses to let them see me in my tux at around 2. Mum's mum was really excited and did something really out of character. She gave Dad a kiss on the cheek. That was definitely something that made the day great, not to mention all the stuff to come. Dad's dad thought I looked nice, and his mum started crying. Kinda sad, but I know it was tears of joy. Even if she did keep bawling long after we left...
At that point, it was about time for us to get Ann. Or so we thought... Get there and it turned out she had thought she was just going over to David's (the meeting place) and then Dad would be chaperoning. That wasn't what I had thought, but whatever. I handed over the corsage to her mother and we wandered around while Ann got ready.
Breathtaking. Probably the only word I could use to describe her. Even though it wasn't a dress, it was close enough. She was extremely beautiful. I strapped the corsage on her wrist and she pinned the boutonnière on my lapel. It was one of those moments, y'know?
We all met at David's, took a little while longer to wait on David's date, Paige, and then headed for the River Rat. The food was great, I had a filet mignon (FI-LAY MIN-YON Happy with my pronunciation now???) and Ann had a cheeseburger. Told her to get a steak (she wanted one, I could tell), but she didn't. And while eating the appetizer of chicken, an incident, that to protect the victim the details shall remain secret, happened. But enough of events that I swore not to speak of again.
We arrived at prom a little late, but they still let us in. The music was really nothing but rap, and since Ann wasn't too keen on dancing, we didn't. Say what you want, but dancing isn't all that prom is about. Its a night to spend with the one you love and any friends who are too annoyed by your happiness to bug you to dance. We had pictures taken, and while we haven't gotten them back yet, I'm sure they turned out great.
The after party was even better than the actual prom. It had good music, popcorn, and Ann and I actually danced there. Would have been longer if Kati hadn't been changing the good music to that country crap. Ruined the moment, but whatever.
The pictures taken with Dad's evil camera may be found here.
I got ready and headed off for all the grandparents' houses to let them see me in my tux at around 2. Mum's mum was really excited and did something really out of character. She gave Dad a kiss on the cheek. That was definitely something that made the day great, not to mention all the stuff to come. Dad's dad thought I looked nice, and his mum started crying. Kinda sad, but I know it was tears of joy. Even if she did keep bawling long after we left...
At that point, it was about time for us to get Ann. Or so we thought... Get there and it turned out she had thought she was just going over to David's (the meeting place) and then Dad would be chaperoning. That wasn't what I had thought, but whatever. I handed over the corsage to her mother and we wandered around while Ann got ready.
Breathtaking. Probably the only word I could use to describe her. Even though it wasn't a dress, it was close enough. She was extremely beautiful. I strapped the corsage on her wrist and she pinned the boutonnière on my lapel. It was one of those moments, y'know?
We all met at David's, took a little while longer to wait on David's date, Paige, and then headed for the River Rat. The food was great, I had a filet mignon (FI-LAY MIN-YON Happy with my pronunciation now???) and Ann had a cheeseburger. Told her to get a steak (she wanted one, I could tell), but she didn't. And while eating the appetizer of chicken, an incident, that to protect the victim the details shall remain secret, happened. But enough of events that I swore not to speak of again.
We arrived at prom a little late, but they still let us in. The music was really nothing but rap, and since Ann wasn't too keen on dancing, we didn't. Say what you want, but dancing isn't all that prom is about. Its a night to spend with the one you love and any friends who are too annoyed by your happiness to bug you to dance. We had pictures taken, and while we haven't gotten them back yet, I'm sure they turned out great.
The after party was even better than the actual prom. It had good music, popcorn, and Ann and I actually danced there. Would have been longer if Kati hadn't been changing the good music to that country crap. Ruined the moment, but whatever.
The pictures taken with Dad's evil camera may be found here.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Something That Makes Me Wonder
Sorry I posted twice in one day, but this just had to get a post. If you want to see my other post for the day, just scroll down a little.
Ann had a Sharpie marker today. This essentially means she went wild with it and I got a dot on my forehead and a mark on each arm. So on the way home Mum sees the shiny silver marks on my pale skin. Then the flames of hell broke loose...
Mum apparently didn't like the fact that I was marked up. And then she had to bring up the fact that Ann has a tendency to be a little on the physical side when I make bad jokes or some such. She kept trying to make the point that she didn't want me ending up in an abusive relationship. Did she stop with Ann, though? No, she had to continue. She recanted that David also has a tendency (and more like a sadistic need, I'll agree with her on this) to cause me harm to the head. And the list just keeps going on (with David, she didn't have anything else to say about Ann. Which is good, because I was getting rather ticked off with her)...
I want you guys to know that while I don't especially enjoy the horrible and brutal beatings I receive at your cruel hands (dramatization), I know its all in friendly pestering or some such. It is right? (Another joke! Maybe I should stop the joking...) Now to get her to think so... But, yeah. If you're asked anything about your brutality towards me, just nod and go along with it and tell her you give me daily beatings to make sure I know my place or something to humour her. Letting you guys know in advance.
This recent incident proves my fears. I'm almost 99.8% sure there is something up with my mother's mental state. Not as bad as what you would see on a TV talk show, but bad enough to drive me and others around her nuts. Or maybe she just does this stuff on purpose, I don't know. Whatever the case, its irritating.
I hate posts like this! They're not my style. I tried to get rid of one with a post about just regular stuff, but the fates must be against me or something. But what can you do? Life sometimes gives you E. Bola mixed in with your manna from heaven... OH! I like that line!
Ann had a Sharpie marker today. This essentially means she went wild with it and I got a dot on my forehead and a mark on each arm. So on the way home Mum sees the shiny silver marks on my pale skin. Then the flames of hell broke loose...
Mum apparently didn't like the fact that I was marked up. And then she had to bring up the fact that Ann has a tendency to be a little on the physical side when I make bad jokes or some such. She kept trying to make the point that she didn't want me ending up in an abusive relationship. Did she stop with Ann, though? No, she had to continue. She recanted that David also has a tendency (and more like a sadistic need, I'll agree with her on this) to cause me harm to the head. And the list just keeps going on (with David, she didn't have anything else to say about Ann. Which is good, because I was getting rather ticked off with her)...
I want you guys to know that while I don't especially enjoy the horrible and brutal beatings I receive at your cruel hands (dramatization), I know its all in friendly pestering or some such. It is right? (Another joke! Maybe I should stop the joking...) Now to get her to think so... But, yeah. If you're asked anything about your brutality towards me, just nod and go along with it and tell her you give me daily beatings to make sure I know my place or something to humour her. Letting you guys know in advance.
This recent incident proves my fears. I'm almost 99.8% sure there is something up with my mother's mental state. Not as bad as what you would see on a TV talk show, but bad enough to drive me and others around her nuts. Or maybe she just does this stuff on purpose, I don't know. Whatever the case, its irritating.
I hate posts like this! They're not my style. I tried to get rid of one with a post about just regular stuff, but the fates must be against me or something. But what can you do? Life sometimes gives you E. Bola mixed in with your manna from heaven... OH! I like that line!
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