Still alive out here! Up here. Whatever. Wherever I am.
I'm on a weekend off. And I have a real job now!
Like a legit job. Kinda. I'm working for a company called Independent Acquisitions. I sell debit machines, and I start next Monday.
SO. I'm employed! That's a start.
Now, an update on my lovely, overly-dramatic life involving women.
She no longer wants to be my friend.
Remember that lovely, awesome, funny, cute and generally adorable girl who was my grad escort?
Turns out she's just like all the others. So that's one less friend.
On the other hand, I feel free without her around. And I have an awesome group of friends now. So instead of just one, I have like... 7. It's awesome.
Seriously though. I'm pretty pissed off, but I'm definitely happier than I was before. I dunno... it's... freeing.
So. My new job consists of 100% commission. And door-to-door sales. So I can handle it. I'm quite confident in my people skills. AND - get this - in like 2 years, I could own my own office! And be making 200 grand a year. YEAH. At the age of 20. Imagine that!
Now, you're probably thinking this is just a pipe dream. Well my boss is 22. And he made it to owner in a year and a half. Who's dreaming now?
Also, me and 4 other guys are renting out a mansion. Seems as though my future is bright. Things are, once again, looking up. For good this time.
Have a good one! Write to ya later!
Steve
Saturday, 18 August 2012
Wednesday, 27 June 2012
You Deserve One Last Post...
Well... This is goodbye.
Tomorrow at 11am I leave town. Maybe for good.
I'm off to camp all summer, except one week. I'm considering coming back for that week, but to be honest, I really don't want to.
This is it. I'm out on my own. My bags are literally packed and ready to go. I don't have my parent's vehicle, and I don't have them telling me what to do at all.
FINALLY. I'm free!
Oh, I know I'll miss them. Eventually. But not yet. I'm going to enjoy the fact that I'm actually in control of my life for once, rather than them. And I'm going to have the best year at camp. EVER. Of all time.
So, what would I say to this town if it could understand me?
"Fuck you." That's what.
Why? Cause I hate it here. People are dicks, and everything is a big deal. The town revolves around highschool drama, and I've pissed off a lot of people here. Time to slip under the radar and completely disappear.
That's my dream. To disappear. But I'm sure you'll still hear from me occasionally. Maybe. If you're lucky, who knows.
One thing I know - I'm not coming back here.
I fucking hate this place.
This is Steve,
Signing off.
Tomorrow at 11am I leave town. Maybe for good.
I'm off to camp all summer, except one week. I'm considering coming back for that week, but to be honest, I really don't want to.
This is it. I'm out on my own. My bags are literally packed and ready to go. I don't have my parent's vehicle, and I don't have them telling me what to do at all.
FINALLY. I'm free!
Oh, I know I'll miss them. Eventually. But not yet. I'm going to enjoy the fact that I'm actually in control of my life for once, rather than them. And I'm going to have the best year at camp. EVER. Of all time.
So, what would I say to this town if it could understand me?
"Fuck you." That's what.
Why? Cause I hate it here. People are dicks, and everything is a big deal. The town revolves around highschool drama, and I've pissed off a lot of people here. Time to slip under the radar and completely disappear.
That's my dream. To disappear. But I'm sure you'll still hear from me occasionally. Maybe. If you're lucky, who knows.
One thing I know - I'm not coming back here.
I fucking hate this place.
This is Steve,
Signing off.
Monday, 25 June 2012
I need to write
I feel like writing, but I don't have the motivation to write my book right now. So I'll just vent on here. And try to get out my anger and stress.
First off - School's done!! Like.. DONE! I'm fucking done highschool! FOREVER! It's awesome! This was on Friday.
The weekend was kick-ass. I got to go to my friend's grad (Who I have a thing for, which I think I mentioned in an earlier post). I met some friends of hers, and it was a good time. I bought her flowers, her mom called me sweet, her dad gave me an indirect warning about dating her. All in all, Success!!
Before this, I got to see my friend who I haven't seen in like... 2 years. That was sweet!
After that, I went to my other friend's, and we were gonna get HAMMERED. It would have been sick, but his younger brother wouldn't go to bed. So we couldn't. Ah well.
I came home yesterday. Late. And went to bed. Not so bad.
Today my friend wakes me up at about 10:00. I was a little pissed off, but hey, he just wrote his last final today! So we hung out. And it was good times and high fives. We bought the game "Lollipop Chainsaw", which involves babes, small clothing and zombies. Oh and chainsaws. Fuckin' awesome.
We talked about some serious shit on the way to the city to buy the game. Good times. Basically he knows as much as you guys do now. Plus some cause... you know... he's kinda my best friend. One of the best guys I know.
So then I get the text. From the chick who I may not have mentioned before. Basically I wanted to fuck her, and she wouldn't stop texting me. Ever. Like those "Oh I'm going to shower now" kinda texts. She's so goddamn annoying.
A little backstory here - she liked my friend (the one I hung out with today) and he fucked her friend while they liked each other. She lost her shit and said he cheated on her.
So I'm sick of her texting me, and I have a rubber arm. My friend told me to tell her to fuck off. After some consideration, I decided it was for the best. She was fucking annoying, and I wasn't getting anything out of it. So we had a short texting conversation, and I'm down one friend.
Well, not really a friend. More of an annoyance. I feel bad, but maybe I shouldn't. I feel bad that I pissed her off so bad and made her cry. And maybe I feel bad about it not being entirely my call. But hey, I don't have to worry about her anymore. And I don't ever, EVER need to see her again.
Maybe I shouldn't feel bad. I should lighten up. I'm at camp all summer, then I'm off to face the world. Goodbye everyone on here. It may be a while before you hear from me again.
Steve
First off - School's done!! Like.. DONE! I'm fucking done highschool! FOREVER! It's awesome! This was on Friday.
The weekend was kick-ass. I got to go to my friend's grad (Who I have a thing for, which I think I mentioned in an earlier post). I met some friends of hers, and it was a good time. I bought her flowers, her mom called me sweet, her dad gave me an indirect warning about dating her. All in all, Success!!
Before this, I got to see my friend who I haven't seen in like... 2 years. That was sweet!
After that, I went to my other friend's, and we were gonna get HAMMERED. It would have been sick, but his younger brother wouldn't go to bed. So we couldn't. Ah well.
I came home yesterday. Late. And went to bed. Not so bad.
Today my friend wakes me up at about 10:00. I was a little pissed off, but hey, he just wrote his last final today! So we hung out. And it was good times and high fives. We bought the game "Lollipop Chainsaw", which involves babes, small clothing and zombies. Oh and chainsaws. Fuckin' awesome.
We talked about some serious shit on the way to the city to buy the game. Good times. Basically he knows as much as you guys do now. Plus some cause... you know... he's kinda my best friend. One of the best guys I know.
So then I get the text. From the chick who I may not have mentioned before. Basically I wanted to fuck her, and she wouldn't stop texting me. Ever. Like those "Oh I'm going to shower now" kinda texts. She's so goddamn annoying.
A little backstory here - she liked my friend (the one I hung out with today) and he fucked her friend while they liked each other. She lost her shit and said he cheated on her.
So I'm sick of her texting me, and I have a rubber arm. My friend told me to tell her to fuck off. After some consideration, I decided it was for the best. She was fucking annoying, and I wasn't getting anything out of it. So we had a short texting conversation, and I'm down one friend.
Well, not really a friend. More of an annoyance. I feel bad, but maybe I shouldn't. I feel bad that I pissed her off so bad and made her cry. And maybe I feel bad about it not being entirely my call. But hey, I don't have to worry about her anymore. And I don't ever, EVER need to see her again.
Maybe I shouldn't feel bad. I should lighten up. I'm at camp all summer, then I'm off to face the world. Goodbye everyone on here. It may be a while before you hear from me again.
Steve
Monday, 4 June 2012
Things are looking up!
Hey! A not-depressed Blog post! DECE!
Well, let's start off with the bad news. It happened again. Me and that girl. On a band trip (which was about 4 days long). One night we just snuck off and... yeah. Which was ironic cause we were in a hotel but couldn't do anything inside.
ANYWAY, that's beside the point.
What is the point?
I'm stressed, but things are looking good.
Currently I'm working a project for next year's Student Leadership conference. It's the intro video, which is kind of a big deal, but not really. Basically, if we screw it up nobody will care THAT much... But if we get it right it'll be a kick-ass way to start off SLC. And so far, so good. We have just over a week to finish it.
I also have another video to make for school. it's a music video for English.
And I have Media class, in which we... you guessed it - make videos.
But hey, I love videos. It's awesome!
So yeah, I've been clocking some overtime hours in my basement. It's all good, but I don't get outside :( Not that I do anyway.
Course I just came back from a 20-minute jog. I'm really tired.
Another thing that's stressing me out is work next year. I have nothing lined up yet for this fall, but I'm not too concerned about it just yet. I know that something will come up. The good Lord always provides right?
I do have my summer job lined up, so I'm set for that. Which is excellent. That's 2 months to not have to worry.
So. Why am I not stressed? To be honest, I'm not sure. Maybe cause I'm just living and loving life right now. Which doesn't seem to shameful to me. Maybe it's cause I'm getting my spiritual life back on track.
Who knows? Maybe it's cause I'm in love.
Am I? That's debatable. What is love anyway? Is it a feeling? According to Bon Jovi it's much more than that.
Maybe it's going through so much crap with a person that you can tell them anything. And you know without a shadow of a doubt that you'd do anything for them. Maybe that's what love is. If it is, I'm not completely in love.
Maybe love is wanting to get to know someone so much that you don't want to get to know them all the way so that you can never stop learning about them. That seems complicated enough, so that could be it. If it is, I'm in love. With a girl who more or less raelizes it. Course she hates my bad habits. Drinking, swearing, etc. I love drinking occasionally, you know?
Who knows, if we're meant to be married, we'll figure something out.
If we're not, we're not. There are billions of women on the earth.
Okay now I have to rant about her. She's beautiful. Short (like 5'5) for some reason even though I'm tall I love short girls. She has short brown hair, lovely green eyes, man. I don't even know how to describe her. He face looks a bit like Megan Fox's (The eyebrows and eye shape definitely).
Okay that's enough. I'll sicken you guys.
She was my grad escort though, and we're ridiculously cute together.
It's and akward situation though. She doesn't wanna date me cause of my bad habits, plus the fact that I've had like 4 girlfriends. And she's been my friend through the last 2. She's afraid we'll end up just like them
Oh well, she's going out of the country for a while. It should clear her head.
Anyway, I'm off to bed now. With a smile this time :D
Keep your chins up.
Steve
Well, let's start off with the bad news. It happened again. Me and that girl. On a band trip (which was about 4 days long). One night we just snuck off and... yeah. Which was ironic cause we were in a hotel but couldn't do anything inside.
ANYWAY, that's beside the point.
What is the point?
I'm stressed, but things are looking good.
Currently I'm working a project for next year's Student Leadership conference. It's the intro video, which is kind of a big deal, but not really. Basically, if we screw it up nobody will care THAT much... But if we get it right it'll be a kick-ass way to start off SLC. And so far, so good. We have just over a week to finish it.
I also have another video to make for school. it's a music video for English.
And I have Media class, in which we... you guessed it - make videos.
But hey, I love videos. It's awesome!
So yeah, I've been clocking some overtime hours in my basement. It's all good, but I don't get outside :( Not that I do anyway.
Course I just came back from a 20-minute jog. I'm really tired.
Another thing that's stressing me out is work next year. I have nothing lined up yet for this fall, but I'm not too concerned about it just yet. I know that something will come up. The good Lord always provides right?
I do have my summer job lined up, so I'm set for that. Which is excellent. That's 2 months to not have to worry.
So. Why am I not stressed? To be honest, I'm not sure. Maybe cause I'm just living and loving life right now. Which doesn't seem to shameful to me. Maybe it's cause I'm getting my spiritual life back on track.
Who knows? Maybe it's cause I'm in love.
Am I? That's debatable. What is love anyway? Is it a feeling? According to Bon Jovi it's much more than that.
Maybe it's going through so much crap with a person that you can tell them anything. And you know without a shadow of a doubt that you'd do anything for them. Maybe that's what love is. If it is, I'm not completely in love.
Maybe love is wanting to get to know someone so much that you don't want to get to know them all the way so that you can never stop learning about them. That seems complicated enough, so that could be it. If it is, I'm in love. With a girl who more or less raelizes it. Course she hates my bad habits. Drinking, swearing, etc. I love drinking occasionally, you know?
Who knows, if we're meant to be married, we'll figure something out.
If we're not, we're not. There are billions of women on the earth.
Okay now I have to rant about her. She's beautiful. Short (like 5'5) for some reason even though I'm tall I love short girls. She has short brown hair, lovely green eyes, man. I don't even know how to describe her. He face looks a bit like Megan Fox's (The eyebrows and eye shape definitely).
Okay that's enough. I'll sicken you guys.
She was my grad escort though, and we're ridiculously cute together.
It's and akward situation though. She doesn't wanna date me cause of my bad habits, plus the fact that I've had like 4 girlfriends. And she's been my friend through the last 2. She's afraid we'll end up just like them
Oh well, she's going out of the country for a while. It should clear her head.
Anyway, I'm off to bed now. With a smile this time :D
Keep your chins up.
Steve
Friday, 25 May 2012
What's wrong with love?
I'm going to be brief, and straightforward.
If you're an atheist, cool. I can respect you. What I can't respect is when you continually cut down Christianity.
Why? Let's take a quick look. Atheists - I don't want to stereotype, but like, is it your life goal to undermine Christians? Honestly. I can't speak for all of us, but we don't go around telling you how wrong you are. And if we do, I apologize.
Seriously though, Christianity is based on love. That was Jesus' greatest lesson.
Live Simply
Care Deeply
Love Lots. Or something like that. You get the idea.
If you've read my previous posts, you may be confused as to who I am. I'll just tell you. I'm not perfect. That sums it up. I do my best, I fall down, I get back up again. Some day, I'll stay on the straight and narrow. Now, back onto topic.
Why are we so very "wrong" for loving God? Why are we wrong for loving you? Do you not want love? is that it?
I know it's not. We all want love. So embrace it, instead of trying to grind it into dust. Because, quite frankly, it's not working.
If you're an atheist, cool. I can respect you. What I can't respect is when you continually cut down Christianity.
Why? Let's take a quick look. Atheists - I don't want to stereotype, but like, is it your life goal to undermine Christians? Honestly. I can't speak for all of us, but we don't go around telling you how wrong you are. And if we do, I apologize.
Seriously though, Christianity is based on love. That was Jesus' greatest lesson.
Live Simply
Care Deeply
Love Lots. Or something like that. You get the idea.
If you've read my previous posts, you may be confused as to who I am. I'll just tell you. I'm not perfect. That sums it up. I do my best, I fall down, I get back up again. Some day, I'll stay on the straight and narrow. Now, back onto topic.
Why are we so very "wrong" for loving God? Why are we wrong for loving you? Do you not want love? is that it?
I know it's not. We all want love. So embrace it, instead of trying to grind it into dust. Because, quite frankly, it's not working.
Sunday, 20 May 2012
That awkward moment...
So today I was at work. At the movie theatre again.
I'm sitting around with a co-worker (who is also my best friend) and the girl mentioned in the previous post walks in. She orders food, blah blah blah nothing happens.
Before I continue, you need to realize that I have told nobody about the shameful things I have done with this girl. Another note - she isn't exactly a babe, but she's not that bad.
Anyway, she walks out, my friend looks at me and makes a vomiting motion. As in "Wow, is she ever fucking ugly". I laughed and agreed with him at the time. I'll probably cry myself to sleep now.
Okay probably not. She was texting me today though, asking me when I got off work. I told her to enjoy the movie. Maybe I'm being a dick, maybe not. Is it weird that I don't want to have sex with her? I've probably done enough damage already. In a year I'll look at her and think "Fuck. I turned her into that slut."
On the plus side, I looked a picture of my ex today - and laughed. So that was funny. What the fuck did I ever see in her anyway? She's wheeling a 24-year old anyway. That's only like a... 7 year difference. It could work... it could work.
But it won't.
And that makes me smile.
I'm sitting around with a co-worker (who is also my best friend) and the girl mentioned in the previous post walks in. She orders food, blah blah blah nothing happens.
Before I continue, you need to realize that I have told nobody about the shameful things I have done with this girl. Another note - she isn't exactly a babe, but she's not that bad.
Anyway, she walks out, my friend looks at me and makes a vomiting motion. As in "Wow, is she ever fucking ugly". I laughed and agreed with him at the time. I'll probably cry myself to sleep now.
Okay probably not. She was texting me today though, asking me when I got off work. I told her to enjoy the movie. Maybe I'm being a dick, maybe not. Is it weird that I don't want to have sex with her? I've probably done enough damage already. In a year I'll look at her and think "Fuck. I turned her into that slut."
On the plus side, I looked a picture of my ex today - and laughed. So that was funny. What the fuck did I ever see in her anyway? She's wheeling a 24-year old anyway. That's only like a... 7 year difference. It could work... it could work.
But it won't.
And that makes me smile.
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