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}{ Coolies, and that day that caused it. Katies Fault. }{

2003-11-02 // 7:31 a.m.

9165215422 call me on a weekend, cuz you love me
rawr
ph34r m4h l33t f3m4l3 sk1llz ... oh, and by the way ... am i becomin kiel?

i am quite pissed off.

i wrote an awesome entry. all of saturday and some'a now. gone, right at the fuckin end too. i mean, typing the title kinda end. the fucker crashed.

let me re-gin

i woke up, got ready, ate, did computer online, made some ringtones which rock, met up with katie... that was all 'early' ...

we go to the mall, look alot, she buys pants, i buy $10 of candy we share, i get my voice mail working, but my phone number would change if i got a new area code / time zone so for all you i kept the shitty time zone. if i get pissed off at the world i might change it.

it was cool tho, we come back to base, i chill with katie more, we go walk around, talk, actually circle the base ... we end up stopping here n there ... finally, we chill at this one lil grove-thingy near the chapel, talk, it moves to casual friend-ish touching, like the occasional play-wit-hair or whatever ... but intensifies ... then near-constant playing with hair, and some quick neck massaging ... keeps going .. massage-to-the-point-of-near-groping, and we -almost- kiss. then it happens almost again ... and again ... and again ... for more than an hour.. finally we do make out a-short-while; oh and did i mention she has (had?) a boyfriend; ... after not too long she gets the whole "What Am I Doing?" thing goin' on ... i can understand, considering the b/f had that title for, like, 2 yrs ... so we get up, walk somemore, only theres some holding hands and stuff ... we stop at the tennis court breifly, play-wrestle in this field, which breaks down into what we were doing earlier ... finally we stop at this bench we sat at near the beginning of this nite. coincidence? ... we get into it again ... theres an obvious conflict going on in her brain or somethin' ... i cared, but wasnt gonna do anything about it *am i evil?* .. the lil conflict quips were .. um .. the terms and phrases ... well... "this is crazy" "how do you make me feel like this" "this feels crazy" "this doesnt feel right .. but it also does feel right" ... i couldnt help but to smile ... we got really close, nothing actually happened, but she did go fer the C' a few times, never actually took it ... we stopped cuz we noticed two security trucks parked not too far away with a line-of-sight view on us in the middle of the lot .. guessed we had been watched some ... but since we were in the shadows, and in all black, we slowly move to a plutonic position, then to a walking-the-fucking-away position ... we walk somemore tho, going to the ritz' lounge, where we find ppl, and the tv. nothing good on. i notice the time *0512* so we go back out.. but some motherfucker follows ... and despite my best efforts, my anti-social skillz i had during the jill' era didnt work .. so i end up not getting a coolies goodbye, and almost being late to muster trying. muster was just that, a muster.

after i go look fer her .. or them ... nowhere, anywhere ... that pisses me off bad .... so now im here.


so.. katie is the first girl iv kissed in 3 months. neato.

i havnt sleept fer awhilez. coolies.

...now, funny thing, i was gonna show her my diary, so explain why her b/f was not coolies using kiel as an example *if you had read his letter, or any letter from kiel to any female, you'd kno why i made that choice* .. but, right as, i mean seconds before we got to the cybercafe, the basewide internet crashes. awesome. in retrospect, this stays un-talked about, i dont wanna scare her off, despite my usual openness .. im trying to get a base-of-success built up before i go and trash things ... motherfucker.

so yeah

coolies day

coolies evening

coolies midnite

coolies morning

excellent.

hiz-0ut

::Dismantle }{ Recycle::

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