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The story thus far... [May. 5th, 2009|02:23 am]
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[Current Location |The Dorms.]
[mood | aggravated]
[music |The sound of zombie deathbringing!]

*Que adventurous music*

Last time on The Adventures Of Mr. Panda-Rific...

Our hero had not been in the nation of Live Journal for some time! He had lost his job, and it wasn't till his good friend Tidus (Or John Teague) told him about his absents in the nation of Live Journal has left some of it's people wanting and the horde of evil had been plaguing it's borders. So, our hero, having had some issues with law enforcement for suspected "riding his horse under the influence" and "riding his horse too fast in a zone where the speed is determined by whatever they're feeling it should be at the moment" he decided to not only bash the crap out of a seabag filled with clothes, which is the poor hero's version of a punching bag, but to return to the nation of Live Journal to update his progress on his wonderous adventure!

See what is in store for our hero on the next episode of... The Adventures Of Mr. Panda-Rific!!!

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So anyway!

Hey there my wonderful audience! Of... I think only John...

A quick update for me. I'm about fifteen pounds leaner thanks to a freak week long fever that spiked my metabolism a bit as well as a strange obssession with boxing lately. I've gotten TWO speeding tickets within the same thirty days. I'm really pissed because the second ticket I got was simply because they were pissed that they didn't get me on a DUI because they thought I was drinking (bastards...). Then they had the nerve of saying it was a 55 zone when it was 65. >.<

Things aren't bad right now. I'm loving loving my love like I do always and still am (I love my Polka-dot). =3 I'm just kinda trying to get things going again. OH! And I might get my job back! So excited! MONEY!!! NEED IT! EXPERIENCE! NEED IT!

Well, anyway... that was a quick update. I'll definitely have to post more often. See you all! =D

See you Space Panda...
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Woo! Go life! [Oct. 20th, 2008|12:49 am]
[Current Location |My Dorm.]
[mood | distressed]
[music |The Bravery - "Honest Mistake"]

So anyway... I lost my job on Saturday. A man named "Economic Decline" came into my life, and took my job from me.

My classes are a little fuzzy right now. One in particular in which I'm working my way to trying to get through it. I'll hopefully be okay.

I've been having these headaches lately. Headaches so intense that I'll be on the ground for minutes on end just yelling in pain. My doctor and a few others thing they might be Cluster Headaches. Which is really possible. They're weird to me because they just HAPPEN. Out of no where they'll happen and then disappear after about a minute to five minutes of suffering.

I'm in a bit of a bind, that's all. I'm struggling to get out of it, but I'm taking it well so far. I have Nicole, Lisa, my dad, and my friends to thank for that. They're really looking out for me in these hard times... and I really love them. Without them I'm nothing.

Well, that's a little update on Tom. More to come!
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HA HA HA HA So awesome... [May. 5th, 2008|07:41 pm]
[Current Location |Dorms.]
[mood | tired]
[music |Manzo- "My Pace Daiou"]

I don't know, this just made me smile today, so I thought I'd share it:

http://video.yahoo.com/watch/2485120/7616099
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I Swear To Tell The Truth and Nothing But The Truth. [May. 2nd, 2008|12:30 pm]
[Current Location |My Dorm.]
[mood | stressed]

So, I've got a job, I've had a job for about a month and a half now. I'm an intern for Sprout Inc. It's a great job, my animation teacher, Trudy helped me and two of my buddies get the job. Essentially, I feel like I'm some lead Intern now... I seem to mobilize everything and get things moving. Though, it gets a little stressful sometimes. I kind of find it hard to tell the others they have to get going, get moving. But, it's gotta be done.


Deadlines are stacking up. Midterms are hitting me like a steel bat. To top it all off... I got a subpoena the other day, and now I've got to be a witness in court. Seems me chasing down a mugger awhile back put me in the witness chair. Well, I knew it would happen eventually, I figured it would happen sooner though. But, oh well. I'm just a little stressed I guess.

Nicole and I have been together for eleven months Monday. I truly love her, and I would like to spend those eleven months with no one else but her. Next month is going to be pretty fun, but at the same time intense. Prom, Midterms, Work, stuffs. It's a bit of a bear. But, I'll manage.

That's a quick update. More to come.
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Forget titles... [Feb. 24th, 2008|02:42 am]
[Current Location |"Tomb"]
[mood | depressed]

Damn... I've been here for three weeks... and it's killing me. I want to go home, but I can't. The finals I've taken are simple, but I can't help but be anxious for the ones coming on. I'm... I'm sad... I want to go home, that's all. I want to see home, I want to be away from this place. I don't know. It's just beating me senseless...

Nicole called me earlier this week and told me she was in the hospital. She told me she has Torticullis. I shat a brick... I was freaking out. When I asked her "How are you?" She said.. "Bad... I'm in the hospital." I got my keys and was at the door. I shook for the rest of the night. I want to be with her...

I want to be home... and I want to see Nicole. I want to see my family, I want to go home...

For some reason I hate myself even... I'm driving myself nuts.

Fuck me... Fuck you Tom... T.T
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A few words... from a Jackass... [Jan. 4th, 2008|09:13 pm]
[Current Location |Home.]
[mood | disappointed]
[music |N/A]

So... the other day I took Lisa, Nicole, Malia, and Melaina to see the Jonas Brothers in Sacramento. I drove the drive on five minutes of sleep. It was alright though, but the drive itself was pretty harsh. It was an uphill battle keeping myself all in tune that day, but I had lost a lot of it that day. Really... I really regret my actions. I don't even think I was all there, I wasn't, that's for sure. It hurts right now, to even think about what I was thinking. I have been hitting myself a few times over the past bit trying to make up for it. Ugh... it's killing me.

Well, I couldn't believe I actually felt I was losing my sister, and girlfriend to the Jonas Brothers. I have to say, it wasn't just my fatigue that was getting me, but a bit of my jealousy mixed in there. I am not a jealous person... but being tired, I guess I kind of let myself go. A mistake that really does hurt me... a bit. I don't know what I was thinking, but I know it was pathetic of me... and for that I apologized. I just hope I didn't hurt my girlfriend, or my sister in anyway. I really hope not. I've talked to them both, but I'm still thinking I made a big mistake.

So, I'm going to throw it upfront, I was acting like a complete asshole, an idiot, a jackass. I apologize... I'm really sorry. I lost composure, and it all fell out below me. I will do what I can to make sure it doesn't happen again...
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I know how to be... but when am I? [Dec. 30th, 2007|11:01 pm]
[Current Location |Home...]
[mood | stressed]

So... me and Nicole have been together for seven months now since Friday. I'm very happy for this... we talked and at the end of the day, I gave her a silver circlet which has two hearts coming together on it. I thought it was perfect for the occasion. It was late... and people have been saying it's weird for the seventh month. But it's kind of... making up for not getting the sixth months down since I couldn't be here. But, that's okay.

I've been spending a lot of time with Nicole lately, I'm glad though, I've really been wanting to even. I mean... I don't get to see her often so getting to see her for a little bit is great.

In a few days... I take Lisa to Sacramento... ugh... she's thrilled, but I'm not really thrilled. The real reason I'm not too thrilled about it... is that I... I can't even talk to my little sister anymore. I'm alright with her choosing to get into them and what not. They're not bad, their music isn't bad, they don't seem like bad people in general. But... it's been driving me nuts that I can't talk to her without the Jonas Brothers coming up. I just want to have a conversation with her that DOESN'T involve the Jonas brothers.

Lately... I've been stressed. I don't know why, I've just been... thinking. It's killing me inside. My mind is just folding, and I'm going a bit nuts. Today has been an uphill battle with myself. Adriana hasn't been helping, she's been preaching to me all day about my driving. It kills me. I just want to drive... DRIVE, without having a driving instructor next to me slapping my hand every time I press on the gas.

I'm just... I don't know. I can't talk to anyone either... Lisa's to occupied with the Jonas Brothers, Adriana wouldn't give a shit even if I did say anything. I can't talk to John Teague, he's gone south, and to bother him now would make me an asshole. Nicole... I don't want to bother her with my problems, I just... don't want to make her deal with my useless bull crap. I just seem to naturally self purge myself... and it's beating me up.

Not long ago... I was standing outside... asking myself questions. I'm stressed, and I partially know why. But the questions I've been asking myself are a real itch... and I just want to ask my dad some things but I can't bring myself to do it. I just don't have the courage to look him in the eyes and ask him. I know I'll break down... because, I don't have the will to face him like that... it's depressing and it's sad... I know. I show my greatest weakness here, and that is what frightens me. It's what makes me a really weakling. And that's why I know part of the answer to this question...

I guess my real wound is... well... I guess that's for another time.
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And that's when I ran after him... [Dec. 19th, 2007|01:13 pm]
[mood | relieved]

Oiy... I'm still pretty shaken up from what happened... but I don't know if I should really post it on here. I don't know why, I feel like it's wrong to do it... but... I feel like I should let people know what happened... so they can act like I acted. I was afraid, but I still went... I still ran forward, not away. I was threatened, my life was threatened but I still went anyway.

The other man that was with me, told me the most important information to me, he said to me while we sat in the back of a police truck: "If you believe in God, than nothing can possibly hurt you or make you fear it."

I thought about that the entire. He was right and as I ran I prayed, as I ran, I hoped and I thanked. Then I ran some more... because it wasn't something I HAD to do because it was right... it was something I wanted to do... because it was the right.

I'm glad things are all right now. If you want to know... I guess I'll tell you. Just ask me.
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Tired Of Goodbye... [Dec. 2nd, 2007|01:51 am]
[Current Location |My ol' room.]
[mood | anxious]

So, me and Nicole have been together for six months. Feels like longer, and I'm so glad! I've never been so happy in my life. I love her, so much! It's just... I'm tired of having to leave her... I feel like... I'm abandoning her. Why? She says, "Don't worry... you're not... stop thinking that way." But I can't help it. I can't stand not being able to drive out of my driveway and go to her side. In me, I sink a little... knowing I can't just take off from my school and comfort her when she needs it. It drives me nuts. Ugh...


I love you babe... I'm here always... and it's hard to be away from you, but even though it's hard, I've never felt otherwise or thought otherwise. I'm sorry I can't always be there anymore... but that will change soon, hold on for me love, hold on for me Nicole. I love you.
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Lady Luck Has A Harsh Backhand... pt. 2 [Nov. 17th, 2007|01:16 pm]
[Current Location |Lis' Room.]
[mood | relieved]

So anyway. The week started out unlucky because... my computer monitor committed suicide. It leapt from the CENTER of my bed, and fell two feet to it's ultimate death. Of course, it didn't shatter, or break into a thousand pieces. It just... fell... and extinguished it's electronic life force, and it's will to go on. So, I didn't have a computer for a week. But that's okay, I found other ways to get through the week.

Well, another few things, I found out I was horrible at Mario Party 3... which I... lost... because of a stroke of serious bad luck. T.T damn you Eco...

Well, anyway. Things have just been going downhill in their own little ways I guess. But, it's starting to deminish that's for sure. I got to see Nicole, and that sure blows all of my problems off the board. It was good, no great, to see her... I really miss her in the week.

Yeah... I guess that's about it? I don't know.
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Lady Luck Has A Harsh Backhand... pt. 1 [Nov. 15th, 2007|04:33 pm]
[Current Location |C-lab]
[mood | sore]
[music |Yellowcard]

So, it's been a very unfortunate week for me. My computer monitor committed suicide on me. It was weird. Ask me about it, I'm using the C-lab computers right now to post this, so I will be brief. I'll update this more later.
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A Word from the Exploited [Nov. 1st, 2007|05:51 pm]
[mood | infuriated]

So... I've come home for Fall Vacation from my school. I expected to relax, to take life easy, see my girlfriend, wake up early in the morning to take my little sister to school out of the goodness of my heart (And to spare her from my older sister's bullshit). But, what do I get? I get exploited, I come home and the first thing I end up doing is being a taxi driver for my older sister and her drunken buddies with the fake promise of payment. Did I get paid? No, am I planning on getting paid? NO! Then what do I end up having to do? I end up having to unclog her damn sing, which was nasty. I swear I pulled out a dead creature. Then I had to clean her fuckin' vents! FUCKING VENTS?!

What the fuck man?

Then last night, Halloween, she asked me to pick her up from the bars at TWO IN THE FUCKIN' MORNING, again I'm expecting to get paid. I really don't want to do this, but she backed me into a whole guilt trip bullshit and her fucked up logics and her stupid outlooks and her crying. So I agree. I stay up till TWO IN THE FUCKIN' MORNING waiting for her to call me or text me to tell me she needs a ride back. TWO IN THE MORNING. I have to get up at six thirty and drop my little sister off. Well, she texts me at TWO IN THE FUCKIN' MORNING telling me she ended up getting a ride from someone! WHAT THE FUCK?!

She prances in, I get in couch (I sleep on a couch not in a bed here now), and I want to go to sleep; opening I'm knowing she's going to come in the door, a tipsy drunk and stagger on into her room and could give a shit about me wanting to sleep and having to get up earlier than she does to take someone to fucking school! I'm laying there, and she decides to come out of her room with her tv blaring, her lights on, and then walks into the living room turning on almost any light she finds (By the way, I"m sleeping on the couch, in the living room) and then proceeds into the kitchen to do the same thing. Meanwhile, she's stopping her feet, and breathing her stink all over the place! What is she doing? Getting freakin' cereal! CEREAL! THE LOUDEST MEAL YOU COULD POSSIBLY GET OTHER THAN EATING HAND GRENADES! CLINK! The bowl hits the counter, SHUFFLE SHUFFLE SHUFFLE, no dur, there's cereal in there. CLINK CLINK CLINK *misc. sounds of cereal going into a bowl*. The cereal goes into the bowl and somehow she manages to make that as loud as possible. SHUNK! The droor comes out. SHING SHING SHING! She shuffles through EVER DAMNED PIECE OF SILVERWARE IN THE DAMNED DROOR! CLUNK! The spoon gets slammed into the bowl. And bam, she thumps her way BACK into her room, turning off all of the lights, and as if I'm not even there, closes her door.

For thirty minutes, I can hear the spoon hit the bowl, and the TV blare on. For another thirty minutes, the TV blares on. I lay there, till three thirty in the god damned morning, waiting to go to freakin' sleep. Finally, at three thirty in the morning, I get to sleep FINALLY.

What the fuck man? What did I do to deserve this shit? Why the fuck do I have to be the exploited on in the fuckin' family? Fuck this shit... why the fuck do I even bother coming back anymore? Is this my only purpose for being a fuckin' brother? Fucking fucked up fucking fucker fuck! Yes, I did use the F word a lot.

This is bullshit. I'm done with this crap.
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Home is where the heart is... [Oct. 21st, 2007|04:50 pm]
[Current Location |Lis' room.]
[mood | ecstatic]

I woke up this morning to the bright sun shining through the living room windows. It was hard to adjust at first, but I got use to it and embrace it like no other. In Fremont, we barely ever get a good ray of sun in the window if ever. Perhaps at dinner, where I horde the sunlight since no one else ever wants it.

My older sister asked me if I wanted to watch Knocked Up with her. I wanted to see it so I accepted. It was a great movie. Then I had breakfast, my dad cooked it. Breakfast, real breakfast. Eggs, sausage, toast, and hash browns. Excellence. It was all great.

After, I continued to watch the movie. It was great, hilarious. I thought it was an awesome movie ha. But, it really did show the hardships of what they were going through. I wont spoil it, it was great.

Near the end, Nicole called me, I was waiting on her to call me and she finally did. I felt so... excited I guess, to hear from her.

When the movie ended I got in the car and drove over to see her. We had fun, and for the next hour and a half we spent the time together, barely parting from each other more than six inches. I felt, relieved, and I felt in such bliss and I'd never felt so good.

I love this girl, and I don't know what I'd do without her. She always makes me smile, and I can never be mad at her and when I'm with her or talking to her, I can't be brought down. I feel, unstoppable, invincible, and high in the sky because I've always wanted to fly. With her, I have wings, wings like her wings because she is my angel. I feel three times better now that I've gotten to spend time with her, watching her smile is like a breath of fresh air. Dear God, I know I still owe you for sending me an angel. In fact, I'm still collecting those falling stars, just wait.

Falling Stars for her: 25/100
And they just keep falling.

See you space cowboy.
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Welcome home... [Oct. 20th, 2007|06:39 pm]
[Current Location |My little sister's room.]
[mood | depressed]
[music |N/A]

I've been missing home for the past week. I've been breaking apart it seems, I'm not really able to bring myself together. I really miss Nicole, but she's always busy, and I come down to see her but I never seem to get the chance over about half an hour. That's enough time I guess, but... I really do want to see her for longer sometimes.

I feel really bad about myself. I'm a real fuck up of a brother, son, and friend even. It seems to me that I've been neglecting those close to me. My father, my sister whom I still have to help with her driving, and my friends... I seem to be leaving out on some of them... and in the end I find myself beating myself in my bathroom at the dorms.

My dad, I have been coming home, and I take off with my buddies, who seem to obligate me out of the blue. I feel horrible about leaving out him. I walk in, and he gets up to talk to me, and I leave the house fast. I sat in my bathroom and just couldn't stand myself. I was sick to my stomach on how fucked up I am to him. I wish I could make it up to him. I'm a piece of shit, a real piece of shit. That I know. I'm guilty of being a asshole to him, I admit it. I can't believe myself that I'd do that to him... my own father. I'm really sorry dad... I am a sorry person, but I'm sorry for doing that.

To my sister. I seem to go off with my friends and she needs to learn the stick so she can drive herself around. But, again, I find myself tied to friends and leaving the house with them and not coming back till late. I'm so sorry, I'm sorry Lisa... I really am. As a brother, I'm sorry, but as your friend I'm even more sorry that I haven't been there for you.

As a friend, I've been seeing other friends, but losing time to see them. Josh, John. I'm sorry guys, I wish I can make it up to you. I still owe Josh money, and I didn't even get the chance to show up to his birthday, I'm such a fucking asshole, and I realize that. I'll get your fifty bucks Josh, I will. I promise, I'm not a flake, I'm not dirt bag, I try and I try... but it's hard to get money when I'm such a fucking piece of shit. John, I'm sorry man... I'm sorry I don't see you often either, we hung out the other day and we went to the mall and stuff. But I felt like I was disconnected from you man, like I was just... not being the friend I could be. I'm sorry brother, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry to everyone, to Nicole I'm sorry I can't make it to your soccer games, or come to you after school like I use to, or be able to get to you every weekend with my own car instead of telling you I hope I can get there with the help of someone else... I wish I could be a better boyfriend, not a lazy piece of shit.

Mom, I'm sorry to you too. I feel like I am using you and your car and not appreciating you for it. I feel like a horrible son even more because I'm doing that to you. Using up your gas and everything just for me. That's horrible, and I'm really sorry for that too. I want to make it up to you, and in time I hope I can truly do that for you. Education is long and that big paycheck is on the other side of the hump, if I even make it there. I'm skeptical of that even, but even if I don't succeed, I'll make it up to you.

I want to make it up to everyone, but for now I can only tell you I'm sorry and give you my word. If you even trust that at this point. But, I love you all, I love you with all of my heart, as much I can possibly give love in this piece of crap vessel of mine. I love you all and I'm sorry...
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And The Great Migration Of The Panda Begins. [Aug. 31st, 2007|07:05 pm]
[Current Location |My room(Soon to be Lisa's room)]
[mood | discontent]
[music |Say Anything- "Wow, I can get sexual too"]

Yeah, so... I'm packing, and this includes my computer. So, I wont be on till Monday evening most likely. So, give me a call people if you want to get a hold of me at all during the weekend.

Tom's Cell= 1-510-375-3070
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Three months now! WOO! [Aug. 28th, 2007|11:39 pm]
[Current Location |My Room.]
[mood | happy]
[music |None]

At 9:15 Pm today me and Nicole have officially been together for three months now. =D This is great! I took her to dinner at Kyoto. Which turned out great! It was a great place, and a great experience for both of us (I helped her learn to use chopsticks. She got pretty dang good pretty dang fast XD). Yeah, we had a great time, and great food. After we went to E-park and layed in the grass for awhile. Finally I took her home. She had to be home by ten. It was lame, but I guess it was generous given it was a school night. But still lame.

We hadn't seen much of eachother in the past two weeks. This was a very great night. I love her a lot, and being able to spend time with her for such a period of time before I leave means a lot to me. Ah. It's been a great night. Oh, and I got to give Nicole an Anthology I made for her. I hope she likes it, I feel kind of cheesy. But she says she likes me being cheesy. That makes me happy. =3

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The Wind Blows Cold... Future Draws Near. A New Frontier... A New Horizon. [Aug. 26th, 2007|11:19 pm]
[Current Location |My Room.]
[mood | discontent]
[music |Bon Jovi- Make A Memory]

So, me leaving is drawing near. It seems to me that I'm taking on a different ideal towards it. I guess, it's just the fact that I have a bit more of a tie to my family and my girlfriend than I should? My family is everything to me. I've got through great lengths for them. I have lived with my family happily for my entire life. When I go to a family function, I love it. I love being around my family in reunions. When I see my grandpa or my uncle, I don't hate them because they are boring. I love them, because they're my family. My grandmothers and grandfathers aren't crabby assholes, they're amazing people with big hearts. They have made me the person I am. My girlfriend, I want to be with her. We haven't been in a relationship long, but I already know I love her so much. I feel I haven't had enough time to be with her.

It was my plan to go. I realize this. My family was the only thing I had here besides my friends, who were all leaving anyway. I knew they wanted me to go. I figured, hey, I could come back anyway. But Nicole changed my ideal. I want to be here for her. It is in my instinct now... to be here for her. She is not holding me back, I will still go. But, I am having second thoughts. Though, I can't pull out of this now.

I love Nicole,
I love my family.
Even though I have to leave them.
I love them no matter what distance is between.
Air, water, and land are the only things standing between me and them.
I'll breath the fuck out of that air, I'll swim the fuck over that water, and I will run like I've never fuckin' ran before over that land to ensure their safety. There is no selfless act I wouldn't do for them.

=\ Well, that was my little moment there. Anyway.
Time's coming. I'm leaving. Shit...

On the up side. I'm making an anthology of poems for my girlfriend. It's turning out pretty good. =D

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A once a year day, gone good! [Jul. 24th, 2007|12:09 am]
[Current Location |My Room.]
[mood | disappointed]
[music |War Pigs]

Ten minutes ago was my birthday. Yeah, it was great. I didn't talk to some of the people I kind of would have wanted to talk to, the ones I hadn't talked to in awhile. Like, John Teague, and what not. I didn't talk to some of them, and it's okay if they forgot, because... it happens and I warned everyone that my birthday is forgettable even by my family. Shit happens.

It was a great day. I woke up, had FUCKIN' BELGIAN WAFFLES! Enjoyed them a lot. I cooked them, and cooked for my family even, but hey it was good anyway. "A shared meal is twice as delicious". Well, it was good.

After, I went and saw Nicole. It was excellent. I got to hold her in my arms, and there was no shortage of love. That's a great gift. Just seeing her smile was a gift worth eighteen years of waiting.

I left, and went to get Chris. From there, we went to Kyler's we shot things. It was good. I made some seriously awesome manuevers, and because of some of my massacres... I got the new title,"Glory Hog." Ha.

Well, I came home, had chinese. Played oblivion with Chris and some guitar hero with Lisa. Then the day is coming to an end now. It's not as elaborate but it was simply great. It beat sitting on my ass.

I think the highlight of my day was definitely spending time with Nicole. She's leaving to Pine Crest for the week, so getting some time to spend with her before she leaves is definitely excellent. She makes my days better, she's amazing and I love her so much!

So, that was my birthday. Now, I'm eighteen... and... I have to register to vote and register for the draft. Great. XD
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The Mind Eye Comes To View Once More. [Jul. 14th, 2007|01:55 am]
[Current Location |My Room.]
[mood | uncomfortable]

It has come to me again, stalking me in night forming itself to the loving embrace of sleep. It's driven me to think twice again upon what it is that I hold with Nicole. I know, I love her, and she loves me. Yet... I wonder if I am deserving of this. Yes, it has been brought to me in my dreams, which have brought me to my knees in the silent night. Do I deserve her at all?

She is such a great person, a hard worker, and I do all I can to help her when she is in need. But... I feel as though... perhaps I am not worth that of someone else, I am not... the best or better. I look at her, and... it just all falls together for me. But, when I am away from her... it seems like everything is awaiting to be puzzled together again. That is when my dreams strike, when I'm most vulnerable to attack. And they know this. Why is it that I am brought down like this? I just don't understand what it is. But I can't help but ask... do I deserve her? Am I worthy of such a wonderful person? My answer is... of course, doubtful. Looking upon myself I see nothing but a rather pathetic person. But being back down like so, that is all I can think of, how pathetic I probably am; to her...

I guess things aren't meant to be understood. That this is natural, and these questions come with all things. But... I still am in wonder, and in hurtful despair as the night brings not the love of excellent sleep and the bringing of wonder through dream clouds. But rather... it's more like sleeping upon a bed of nails... watching my love slipping away from me at all moments.

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Dreams make fools of us all, and a chapter closes... [Jun. 10th, 2007|11:36 pm]
[Current Location |My Room.]
[mood | gloomy]
[music |Hellogoodbye]

Yeah, I had a really bad dream last night. It made me jump up in a cold sweat. It was pretty awkward. I fell asleep, and suddenly I was in a city I'd never been to. It seemed real, like I'd seen it somewhere before, I think it might have been San Fran or Sac. Well, I was with Nicole, and suddenly... she looked at me, let go of my hand. She moved away a little, and a guy came up from behind her. I couldn't see his face, but, he hugged her from behind and she kissed his cheek. She looked to me again, and said to me,"I don't love you anymore."
That is when they left me there. I stood there it seemed, for an eternity. As they left, I was urged to run after, and I did. But just when I thought I'd get to her and ask just why she would do such a thing... I woke up. I don't know, I just couldn't keep asleep for that one, I didn't want the closure, I didn't want the answer to that question. I just knew it was a foolish dream that was manifested by the "other" inside my mind that doesn't seem to like me happy. Oiy, it drove me nuts though... pissed me off too, I also kind of wondered who the guy was. It was weird, like... an anime or something, his face was all shadowy. Well, I hated it and I hope it doesn't happen again. =\

Today, I realized, that... my own new chapter was going to start. For, there was a closure of yet another thing today. Youth Group. Yeah, it ended. So, high school is done... and really hard to let go but it's in the trunk. Youth group, however... is sooo hard to give up on. It's been an important part of my life, I've learned a lot, and it's made up part of who I am now. But, now it's over and I'll not be apart of it, rather... I'll be merely a visitor if I come back to it. So, it's a real lowering of the sun to the night of my teenager/high schooler chapter. I'm going into a new dawn, in extended studies in a tech school that is at least a hundred something miles from love, family, and friends.

It all kind of brought something to my attention. A.) Life is going to hit like a rock. B.) My relationship with Nicole is going to get hard, and I'm going to have to keep inside of her life... and keep mine running so we can spend time together again. C.) The future brings hardship... and this summer, is going to be a real prep time rather than a rest.

Three and a half years is how long I'll be gone in Fremont with Chris. I'm glad he's there with me, because, if he weren't I'd probably be seriously in for a harsh ride. He told me at one time,"Never confide in me... ever." and I took it to heart. But, then he said to me not to long ago,"You know Tom, since we're pretty much family and going to be living together, I think that should be put aside. I mean, come on." I took that to heart too, but... I don't know what I can say to him. I mean, I don't know.

Well... I am going to write a few letters for the end of summer. One will be to Nicole, one to my father, one to my little sister, and... another one will be to myself, and I think I might write one to Big T because there are a few things I have to thank her for. Damn, I need to work on my hand writing. Ha.

The future is going to be hard, but I need to go onward. For her, for me, for them. Battles to be faught and won sometimes lost, bridges to be burned and built (ha and sold), and a life and hopefully a family to craft with hard work, heart, soul, and mind. In my mind, I hear and see John Teague doing the Tidus thing and saying,"What's our goal?" and of course... it's Victory! But, victory is far and is going to take everything and all of my being. I hope that will be enough eh?

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