My Aunts Challenge

I know the last post was a more serious blog, but I need some serious blogging every once in a while...only so many funny things happen to me. Future events may prove to provide some stories. Heres some key words; Wedding and free boos...what could go wrong...a lot of things thats what. I am looking foward to it though, getting to hang out and drink with the family. I have never been to a bachelors party before so that better be sweet or I will be pissed...if there is even going to be one. If not...still going out that Friday and no one will stop me. I haven't been to many weddings either and even though most of the people reading this will experience it first hand, I'm sure there will be something happen that only me and a couple others might see. And when that time comes I will be here to tell the world and maybe provide some picture evidence.

Oh, and on a more personal note to a certain relative of mine...who needs sleep these days...I haven't truly slept in years. Trying to play mind games with me "Aunt". Bring your worst cause I accept your challenge. You want a war, I'll give you a war...I was BORN...FOR IT! Pssh...trying to mess with my mind, HA! Did you forget who my mother is? She once made me cry just by looking at me, oh yeah, true story. And I was 17 at the time...She is the master of mind games, or at least she can be when she wants to. Just remember that she is my mother and I had to have inherited at least some of her psych abilities. That mixed with dad's messed up mind, forget about it. :) So as they say in video game world...It is on like Donkey Kong...

My Changing Behavior

So, judging from my title I assume most of you are curious as to how I have been acting obnoxious. As I have mentioned before, since moving out here to Arizona I have had a behavior shift from Nice guy, well....kind of nice guy, to almost complete asshole. I have become someone who does not censor and doesn't hold anything back and I am not proud of that....well, I'm a little proud. If you knew me really at all back in Athens you knew that I had a tendency to kind of wear my emotions right out there on my sleeve, but now lets just say that I don't have any sleeves anymore. I am cased in armor that I thought would never be cracked, by anyone or anybody. I held everything in keeping everyone at a distance no matter how much I may have cared for them. My armor...thats all I needed since I have been in Arizona. That may be one of the reasons why I haven't made many friends down here and why some people seem to be, well...scared of me. I can kind of see that...6' 4", 250 lbs., practically no hair left, and one of the whitest people on the planet...honestly I'm a little scared of myself when I look in the mirror. If only I had a cool scar on my face that would seal the deal. Everybody here already thinks that I am in the mob so that helps. Anyway, it was like I refused to let anyone get close to me. I even started distancing myself from everyone back home that I had known for years. I don't even know why, but I did and it should have been killing me, but I had my armor so I felt nothing. That was until a couple of weeks ago when my so called "armor" was cracked. Not just a little crack either, I'm talking like a huge gash. Like I was hit with.......a bus. Theres no stopping that, no matter how hard I tried. You get hit with a "bus" and your going down. And as much as it hurts I welcome the change with open arms. It truly is amazing what a single person can do for you. That whole "life changing" experience can actually happen. I don't lknow if it was for better or for worse yet, but only time can tell that. And don't get me wrong...my armor may be cracked and fading, but the cynical asshole will always remain. That has become a part of me and who I am. Hopefully that part will be a little more....careful with what it says so I don't frighten people away anymore. I just hope that now that my armor is cracked that I won't get hit by another bus cause I don't know if I will be able to make it through another one. I do still blame Phoenix for changing me though. As one of my friends from Athens has pointed out it changed me for the better, but at the same time another part of me was getting worse. I guess that an exchange that had to happen. So when I see everyone again in August, expect someone a little different than before...In more ways than one. Oh, and by the way.....I still enjoy kool-Aid...That will never change...ever.

My Return

I know I know...I haven't written anything in a pretty long time and it's starting to seem like I start every entry with this, but I am going to try and write more often. We'll just have to wait and see if it sticks this time. One of the reasons is that I haven't really had anything cool or funny happen to me recently. Everything has been pretty blah for the most part. I did get to go home over Spring Break which was nice and was definitely needed. When stressed out nothing relieves it better than going out with friends and getting stupid for a few hours. Heres a question for you guys...have you ever been so intoxicated that you can't close your eyes cause you'll start to feel dizzy and vomit so instead you just sit in a chair holding a glass of water staring at a lamp for about an hour until you can finally close your eyes without getting dizzy? Oh come one, I know some of you have. Honestly I could have been more intoxicated too, this was a "light" night you could say. Being poor definitely has its advantages since it's hard to buy drinks when you don't have any money. I blame my drunkeness on one drink though. There is one drink that is the root of all evil when it comes to drinking.....Jager. I could be sober as a bird and then I take a shot of this stuff and all hell breaks loose and the problem is that it tastes so gooood. You guys know what I'm talking about, don't deny it.

Anyway, enough about my drunken mishaps. What to talk about......Well shit, I don't think I have anything else worth mentioning, well nothing amusing anyway. For those of you who care, I met a girl while I was home. I had known her for a litte while before, but she is cool so there is that I guess. I am still not a big fan of Phoenix and don't think I ever will be. Honestly I can't wait until I'm done with school so I can get the hell outta here. Holy shit it's starting to get crazy hot here again already. Global Warming is, for lack of a better word, Bitch slapping Arizona. I found out yesterday that it might reach triple digits this weekend. It's only April...I don't want to go through the summer time again. The pavement seriously gets so hot that the bottom of your shoes will start to melt if you stand in one place too long. No joke...My poor tennis shoes...may you rest in peace. Anyway, I have to go to class so I will hopefully have another post up later this week.