Parents leaving :
The old place looked just the same. I knew that once I’d stepped inside there was no turning back. I didn’t want to arouse suspicious by the guards. I entered the gates, took a sharp left away from the desk and kept walking. The corners were the same, they felt exactly just as cold as they had always been. The walls still painted the same, half of it painted a whiteish color and the other half some worn out shade of blue. It was just the same, I was glad it stayed that way just so that I could have another look at them before I would have had to leave again. The rooms were still exaclty the same size and arranged the same old way.
I went through the place as if it were my very first day, stopping by the first floor offices, followed by going straight up to the fourth floor and then hanging out on the third for the rest of the day. I met some old friends of mine, they were glad to see me, they all remembered me somehow, even the ones I didn’t entirely expect. The human mind can store a lot of things, even after a couple of years I can’t believe that poeple remembered how to say my silly name that’s been mis pronounced a billion times over. It still was, just the same old way. My fault, I never corrected them, it never really mattered. The poeple were the same, I met a bunch of them. Familiar old faces, always refreshing to see them strangely enough. It was nice. The girls were the same too, all just as pretty. Though I could not eye them the same way I could have when I was their age. Maybe I should have been a little bit more bold, maybe I should have broken a leg and danced. Anyways, I smiled, they smiled back. Wandering the hallways and bumping into the same person twice calls for an exchange of words, or laughter in this case.
I regret not being flirty enough. And not being bold enough to actually say what I meant to a lot of people. It was to girls mostly and at that age, it didn’t really seem to matter. Maybe there is still time, but everyone’s so far away. It’s all rather inconvenient. Too bad I can’t relive my life, just gotta keep going along. College is two months away, two months too far away I should say. I will attempt again to try and get what I want, what I never really had.
Today I got my first comment! Apparently someone thinks I have something useful to say. The minuscule dot on the blogosphere that I occupy has been trampled upon. Curse you ‘bewisemonkey’, I shall see to it personally that you are dealt with.
In other news, I got my drivers license changed. Its a NJ license instead of a NY one. This one’s valid with a slightly better picture, I guess I can’t complain about it; It is fairly shiny…
OMGOSH! My ipod is out of space! There’s just enough to fit maybe two or three more albums on it. 
Should I convert everything to AAC? Or stick to the mp3’s we all love and cherish? Dilemmas, dilemmas…
Still “studying”, they really should have gone over multi threading in college. Now I need to learn things myself, that’s not what college is for!
Also, a little secret that is strictly for my loyal readers. Tomorrow I have a meeting with the creators of www.pandarunner.com and www.waywardrobot.com to discuss some secrets I can not delve in at this moment in time. More is soon to come.
Toodles
Studying for certification exam. >.<
Checking out ping.fm. This shall save me time!
I am one of those guys who goes and falls in love with women. The one I pick up however always seems to be the best and the craziest of the lot. They are sweet and kind but have a big nasty bite. The ones that are within my datable range tend to near the ending high school and freshman in college. We all know this is quite a crazy time for all of us. Freedom from parents, no more responsibilities, so much alcohol, so many drugs, and so little time. Such is commonplace in pretty much every college out there. Parents, whatever college you send your children to its bad. You can’t control hundreds and thousands of kids all left alone to do as they please. The world today is far from utopia, I don’ t like it
I always thought women were the mature-er half of humans. They were more responsible, smarter and more dedicated at whatever it is they did. Maybe its an age thing, maybe its just me thinking older than I should be… Anyways, I will be posting stuff here now. Peace
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