Scratch that.

No drinking, Alex is coming over!!

-Peter!!

Ps. I'm happy nao!!

Alright, I'm here.

Mmk, so, been a few days, I know. But, ok. Not that anyone reads this anyway. But, ok.

New Year's Eve... woo! Time to get drunk, do silly things, and have sex into to new year. The latter is my favorite, but it is a first time for me... having lost it last V-Day. V for valentines, vodka, and virginity losing.

Music selected for the night: Alesana, Malajube, Set Your Goals, some upbeat Bright Eyes, Dance Gavin Dance... the likes.

I really don't have much to say right now other than what I did yesterday while I wasn't on the puter... I lazed aroound with Nicky, watched some movies, painted my nails, we read together, he made a nice dinner for us and then, we did something else, and then we had a shower/sexual relations, and then we went to bed.





-Peter

/huff

Well, that was fail...

what a shock.

but anyway.

I feel severely neglected. I don't know why. I don't think I'm high-maintenance or anything, so I don't understand why I feel like this. I just feel... sort of... left out. =.\ It's rather depressing too, like, I'll consider myself happy, until something else happens, and then, I'm the complete opposite and I don't even want to be around anyone or talk to anyone or do anything. So, I end up neglecting Nicky or other people, when I feel neglected by them and they weren't even neglecting me. I suppose I do like attention sometimes, but still. =.\ Like, it goes to a point where I feel like no one wants me around or that life would go on if I just left and never came back.

I need a new purpose in life, because I'm going on without one and that's no good.

-Peter

The Thespian Falling.

Naivety, is a lovely thing. The man with golden hair passed his shoulders waits on a park bench for the kiss that never comes. He waits hours, but when no one arrives, a tear falls down his cheek but it's swallowed up by the rain and he dies in peace. The golden haired man is tired, but he's not sleepy. Sleep resists his grasp, but he chases it as if it were the king's fox in the royal hunt. the chase is over when he catches up with a little help of oxycontin and a shot of his favorite brandy. Everything is okay for him, one last night. His feel pull him up the stairs and out of his clothes when he lays down for bed. The sheets are warm, but he's chilled to the bone. Besides him, the bed is empty and it makes him sad. It tugs on his lips at the corner and drags them down like his eye lids. The man finally catches his prize and it succumbs to his demands, and he's out for the night. Dreams haunt him like dark fairies and a few more tears escape from closed eyes. Spiders creep at the corners of his mind and everything is dusty. His subconscious searches and comes back red, but empty handed. When the golden haired man wakes up, the sun paint him yellow and he's afraid. Fear brings blood to his cheeks and his wrists are blue. Everything is calm [except for his heart] and he goes out of the apartment that reminds him of that one who he loves, but can never say he loves for lack of material subject matter. It bloodies his thoughts and he broods.

Breeds of long forgotten lovers paint his thoughts when he leaves the day for dead and dives into night. Rainbows may be refractions of sun beams but  strobe lights run on batteries. His heart races at high volumes and everyone is flying. Another star-struck lover for a lonely night where you're surrounded by empty robots with human hair. It's lovely hair and he winds his fingers into one's head in particular. Ravenesque, it falls to shoulders and it's warm. The robot is warm, and he golden haired man finds himself with another human. The raven is in transformation, but he caught him before it was too late. A heart still beats in his chest and his brain makes some decisions for itself. How refreshing. Loneliness is their Incubus and it seduces them to a bedroom where legs are spread and names are exchanged. It's love at first site, but the morning arrives and they part. The man staggers home empty handed once more and he goes back to bed with another oxycontin and a loaded mind. It's gone and so is he. Back to La La Land once more where the green fairy takes him to pleasures of the Gods. A place where juice drips down his fingers like how it did the night before.

Fools fall for their one night stand and the golden haired man isn't claiming intellectuality. He feels himself falling strong and hard as he makes his way home and back to blank spaces in time. He asks around, but no one has seen the Raven for a week. He's sure he's been forgotten and once more, his eyes fill up with salt water and they burst. Another day and another party, he hunts around couches piled with liquored-up blossoms, and he finds his treasure... but his Raven is wrapped around another arm and the golden-haired man's heart drops. He watches lips lock and he's jealous of the behavior he sees. Wishing it was himself he walks over, unconscious of what he's doing. The Raven turns and the golden man is filled with pink when the other's eyes brighten and his name falls perfectly formed from their lips. Goldie melts and the Ravenesque follows. They disappear together again and once more legs are spread and fears are exchanged this time rather than names. Adoration is admitted on one side, but the golden man disappoints his object of affection when he's not so sure how to requite it. He's been hurt but he loves again. He opens his mouth but all the leaks out through his teeth is a quite bid goodnight. They rest together, breathing together, and they fall asleep wrapped and entangled with each other in a stranger's bed with Bacardi on their breath. Everything goes quiet and they wake together. Their lips dance one more time before parting and they find their rides and separate.

For hours, days, weeks their paramour lead on. A renaissance in every facet of the word. It was beautiful and nothing was grey anymore. Goldie couldn't believe his eyes when he'd look out his balcony and his Raven was their calling for his hair. His ears were bemused at the sound and he tossed his hair and the Ravenesque ascended toward his window. A bed of clover and roses spread across his bed and floor to cushion the impact or the lovers crashing like meteors on errant paths. They're draped in flower petals that materialize out of nowhere from the ceiling fan and they're covered like snow.

Lovers come and go, but diamonds are forever. The golden haired man and his Raven part again, and the man goes home. His heart, full of love and a smile cracking his face. It's summer, and he found his sun. But, night comes and so does winter. The doe eyes sing in his memory when he closes his eyes in his bed again and sleep rushes to catch up with him. they're like a drug, those doe eyes. Lifting him up where he belonged, out of the bushes and into the trees. The diamonds in the sky sparkled across Andromeda like Lucy and the mascara stuck their eyes. Waking up, the man was a flutter. Those eyes... he loved them. they clouded his vision in a blued haze... they blocked painful reality and he crashed... head on into a Mazda. The lights went out and he was dead on arrival. When the news wafted through the air and met the Raven, he let out a pitiful cry into the night. It was torture and life was hell. Love is hell. Everything became black, but his blood stained red on the dashboard. A week passed and it was fading into blurry grey and unlivable. The Ravenesque looked out the window like canary and leapt out to take flight. But, he fell like cold steel to the ground and shattered, and the pain was still there. Sprained ankles and a broken heart disguised as a failed attempt at suicide. A scab formed, but the pain still throbs. Naivety breeds fools for lovers.

fin

-Peter

My mom... x3

She is so weird... in an awesome way. Like, she sat here and gave me this long lecture about since we don't believe in God/aren't Christians we can't celebrate Christmas. So, I'm like, ok. So what? And she goes off... on things... about how we're celebrating Nature. Like, the tree represents being one with Nature and we decorate it to honor it's branches and majesty. The gifts represent giving to each other like Nature gives to us. I'm like, "Smoking the ganja represents humans destroying Nature... and the high is Nature forgiving humanity." I think she figured all this out when she was high... she's still blazing. x3

-Peter

Well, I'd like to take this time...

... To mention that I like fireworks.

I also like Dance Gavin Dance, Oreos, and Little Miss Sunshine.

Shall I make this entire entry about my likes? Perhaps even dislikes, if I'm ambitious enough...

Well, I enjoy a nice glass of merlot, cabernet, and even blush wine. A nice bacardi mixed mojito is also nice on a hot day, in my opinion. Champagne is nice on occasion, but somewhat fizzy for every weekend consumption. Beer is disgusting and therefore banished from my alcohol palette as is whiskey. Vodka is good, straight or mixed. Brandy everyone once in awhile, I suppose but not very often. Once a year as it is available most likely. In an Italian family, there are ready stocks of every variety of wine around every corner. Mainly Italian varieties, but also a fair share of french (hence the aforementioned favorites) and a nice British sherry.

I prefer menthols to non. Newports are... gross. Like, I can't even smoke them. They taste terrible. Camel is alright, Marlboro is my choice.

As for that, let's go to a more age legal like. Coffee. 100% Colombian black. No milk. No sugar. Straight black. I like my tea the way I like my coffee, but I like a variety of teas... any kind, really. At least any kind that isn't a fruity potpourri flavor. Black tea, green, chai... yum. ^^ I hate apple-cinnamon tea and raspberry zinger. they fail madly at tea and are just hot fruit juice. Nasty as hell.

I like trying new varieties of both coffee and tea, from various places. Starbucks fails at coffee. It's stale and overbrewed, as well as overpriced, however, their TAZA teas are pretty good. Still overpriced, but whatever. Treat yourself a little bit. Anyone who says they only like Starbucks, doesn't appreciate coffee for what it is. They're a trend-whore and you should disown them immediately. Or publicly humiliate them.

Books... I'll give anything a fair shot and at least the first 50 pages. Like, I love Harry Potter. All of them. I read all of the Twilight books, but I still don't like them. Never really honestly did. I can try to read anything, just to challenge myself but even I can't make miracles happen and I can't make a boring book seem interesting. Like, an author should do that themselves... make me WANT to read it. and by that, I mean more than a flashy title and indie cover art. James Frey's A Million Little Pieces is wonderful, even if it was embellished. Other great books are... The Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus, Hyperspace by Michio Kaku, and People Are Unappealing by Sara Barron to name a few. Terrible book in my opinion... well... I'd rather not say. I'll defame books later, perhaps another entry.

I love intelligent conversation, but it's not like I detest mindless babbling. Sometimes those are mentally freeing. But, yeah. It's fun and all to just blather glib back and forth, but something you need something to the conversation to keep your wits... religious view, political ideals, anything that dwells on theory really. I like to learn other people's views to enhance my own... I'm rather flexible and I think I can change my opinion based on what another person says, as long as it's not completely shaped by them, of course. I take that standard for everyone as well as myself. For instance, if you don't know you're stuff and you're debating with me, I'll rip you to shreds. I'm usually quite respectful of other people and i think everyone has a right to their opinion, but honestly, if you can't back it up, there's no point in even having an opinion. You're wasting my time.

I like animals... mostly birds and reptiles, but every animal in general. There are some that I don't like... for example, tapirs. Their noses look like penises. It's just odd. Like, it's not that I hate odd animals, I just don't like dick-noses. Cats, I adore. They're adorable, sweet, funny, independent, and feisty. I also like lambs, zebras, hamsters, peacocks, any and all baby animals, and chameleons.

Clothesss... the tighter the better. Skinnies and girl shirts ftw. I loathe baggy pants and 3X shirts. boxers are often to big, so I swing for the nicer, prettier, lacy numbers from Victoria's Secret.  I prefer ruffles and lace... they're so cute. Like, I love shopping for them. Vests are another thing  I like, as well as striped socks, thigh-highs, fishnets, leggings, tights, short shorts... and flannels. =.3

As for guys, I think I'm open for anything. Besides morbidly obese. Like, honestly, not to be an asshole, but if I can hide behind you, I'm not having sex with you. I can only suck your dick if I can find it under the rolls too. Slim is nice, but even a little bulky is good too. Bigger teddy bear guys that I can cuddle. =.3 Also, I like older guys and I dislike younger, I'd never date younger. It just goes against me. All of my serious love-interests have been older. Even if my only one year. Same age at the youngest. Nicky is... wonderful. Not too old, not too young. Tall, slim, but still something to him. I ADORE his red hair and I worship it. His green eyes are beautiful. I suppose I like brown eyes too, but they're a little... drab. Blue eyes, meh. Boring. Grey eyes are lovely. black are are cute, and hazel eyes are so pretty. I also like it when a guy is honest, loyal, experienced, intelligent, smart, understanding, caring, and just all around wonderful. I know, I ask a lot but whatever. I found someone like that so, obviously it's worth it.

Food... I don't know. I really don't like much food. I'm a vegetarian, and I despise meat. It really just sickens me... eating flesh and muscle... *gags* Most fruits and vegetable I like, I suppose. Pizza, some pasta, real Italian alfredo. Not the nasty American kind with milk in it... that's just wrong. I mean... ew. Have they tried it the good way? My Gramps' tomato sauce is bomb ass too. Hmmm... Pretty much, I dislike food and I dislike everything about it. I eat as little as possible except when it comes to Chinese... then I like it and eat it.

Well, I dislike sleeping, but I love my bed. So, for now, I'm off. Too tired to continue. x3 Maybe I'll pick it back up tomorrow where I left off... tv, movies, who knows. ^^

-Peter <3

This Is The Fist Day Of My Life... Glad I Didn't Die Before I Met You...

Well, hello everyone. Tonight was just dandy... so dandy, I might just have to throw down some hard liquor to make it even better.

Well, that was a bit dramatic... my night wasn't even bad.. it was good. I'm just... blah. But, I'll get to that after I discuss the last few days or so.

Well, on Tuesday, I made the decision to smoke before I went to school, and that reduced my judgment and made me think I was tough. then, in first block, this douche said something that I no longer remember what it was, but it rubbed me the wrong way and I threw a punch. I fail to remember anything after that until sitting in the office with a fat lip and throbbing head. After that little charade, I got inschool for the rest of the week. But, today, my teacher got me pardoned from it because we had parties and I was bringing oreos. Apparently, she loves them as much as I do... but, anyway.

Yesterday, school was boring... sitting in inschool all day... just, bored and making paper things. Haylyn got mad at me for talking to Tanny and she was all REWH$#%TYH%HRT... so, I just ignored her and moved on. But, then... I got mad again because people were whispering 'I bet he's cheating on Nick with Dillon.' I was just like... ugh. And I started getting mad, but he told me to ignore them and he kissied my neck and then I wasn't mad. Like, he's my best friend and I love him and I find him very attractive, but I'm not inlove with him, and he's "straight". He just acts homosexual sometimes.

Then, after school yesterday, I just hung out with Nicky for awhile and stuffs. It was nice and relaxing. I wasn't out of my mind depressed, but I wasn't off the walls happy either.

Today was good... I went to school did that up... Then I came home and waited for Nicky. After he got home, my mother called and said she was picking up the tree. So, she got that and we helped her set it up. Then, we left and went to get some food, and we also went out to eat. I was getting more and more... dreadful... as the night went on and I just started crying eventually. =.\ I felt bad because Nicky always puts up with it and he shouldn't have to. He tried to cheer me up by taking me to the pet shop and playing with the kittens... they were cute. Little grey ones with flat faces and orange eyes. I cried some more on the ride home and Nicky held my hand. It made me smile.

He's very good at being there when I need him.

Now we're home, sitting around. I'm kind of tired, but I don't feel like going to bed. I think Nicky wants to watch a movie together or something. That will be nice. I really don't feel like going to school tomorrow because I have a quiz and I'd rather not take it... like, I want to stay home so badly... and if I don't set my alarm, I might be able to weasel another day out of Nicky. He tries to make me go to school... and then he gets swatted.

I got my mother's presents tonight... some odd jellies like Red Pepper and Hot Pepper Peach or something, some lemonade, a mug, a tea spoon thing, and a few varieties of muffin mix. I know. I went all out. It really seems like I'm kissing up for something.

Nicky and I may have gotten a little something for our entertainment... later. =.3

Well, I'm going now, I guess. It was nice reflecting for all of you.

Au revoir.

-Peter

A Story: By Peter Liam Oberman

To, Stranger.

Lovely Cast:
Gracie

Herman

Wolf

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You: Once upon a time there was an albino peacock
You: His name was Herman
You: her was strutting along when all of the sudden
You: he met a pink fairy armadillo
You: her name was Gracie
You: Herman liked Gracie because she was so small and fuzzy and cute
You: but
You: not many people liked Gracie
You: they thought she was tough like her shell
You: Gracie was upset by this but she relished Herman's company
You: She liked Herman because even though he was beautiful and everyone loved him
You: he didn't act at all conceited
You: and they became best friends
You: but then one day
You: Gracie got into trouble
You: and a wolf had her cornered
You: he was about to snap his jaws around her soft little belly when Herman suddenly appeared
You: the wolf turned and grabbed Herman by his neck killing him
You: and Gracie, shocked by the display
You: ate cyanide that she found on a mouse trap nearby
You: and died with Herman
You: the end.

Disclaimer: This is not to suggest that wolves go around killing albino peacocks or that pink fairy armadillos are suicidal.

Haley.

This entire post is about Haley and how awesome she is.

Because, really. She's very awesome. Except when she's like NO ONE LIKES MEEEEE. Then she's silly. And then I block her. =.3 She doesn't like that, but I like it when she asks Anna to make me unblock her. That's fun... usually I don't unblock her til I feel like it but sometimes I do it when she asks.

But, she did find all the cute kittie pictures from a few entries ago. That was nice of her. Though, she is rarely nice to me... =.( She is so mean. Slapping and kicking and flicking me... hmph. But, silliness prevails and I can end up laughing at her most of the time, even if she doesn't know because she's... not in front of me... and she can't see me face.

She's very entertaining when she's mad... kind of scary...

"Don't fucking smile you fucking asshole."

 Haha... I lol'd so much when she said that. Then, Mitch said it once and it reminded me of her and I laughed more...

She thinks/thought [idk which] that Nicky doesn't/didn't like her... he was all "Whyyyyyyyy does she think I hate herrrrrr". Like, he actually cared. It was so cute. I get to tell her stories sometimes. That's fun, they're always depressing though and all the characters die in some horrible way... I think they're funny... usually... but meh. It doesn't matter.

So, yeah. Haley and her awesome. I told her I was doing this so, she better like it.

That's us. I'm Dora and she is Diego.

-Peter

Ps. Hi Haley!!!!

HeyLookPeter'sLeavingOutSpaces

My mother called me a son of a bitch and then, I told her that she has never been more right. She didn't understand what I meant at all, but that figures. I hope she leaves or goes up in her room or something. It's so irritating to have her sitting in this room with me... like, yeah. She's my mom and I care about her, but I still don't want her around... like, all she does is pick and bitch about everything... and then she tries to talk to me. It's so... grawr. Like, I'm just like "Shut up, mother." and when I say that, she shuts up for 30 seconds and then she's back to talking about her day at work... and then she tries to make me talk about school... I'm just like... "Shut up. Now. Just... Shut up."

It's really icy out today, like, there are so many accidents everywhere. We were going to go to the King Of Prussia mall, but it's far too icy and dangerous. We're going shopping all next weekend though for Christmas and just for fun. It'll be nice to spend the time with Nicky... and after that weekend, only three days of school until Christmas break. That's very welcomed... this year is going so fast. Like, it makes me so happy.

As you probably know, I'm a senior this year, and that also curses me with the dreaded "Senioritis". That's basically when I don't want to go to school because I'm almost done and I just can't see the point anymore. Like, It's just so... bleugh. I hate school... and I haven't seen the point of high school beyond getting into college since I was like, a sophomore. Probably before that, I just don't remember. I wish I could just go to college now... I should take the SAT/ACT... one of them, I'm not sure. Probably the ACT because it has a science section and I want to either go to school for Fine Arts/Illustration or Physics.

Well, I found a college that doesn't require SAT/ACT and it has Astronomy and Physics. Lycoming! It is epic win right now. Like, it made me happy and it's free to apply online. That rocks too. I just need to know my social security number... but I don't know it and my mom doesn't know it off the top of her head and she's misplaced my social security card. Dandy!

Well, in addition to all of that, I've finished the bulk of my story: The Light In Your Eyes Shone Brighter In The Past... Because It Was So Dark, I just have to add a few details in the body of it here and there. so, that's awesome. It's pretty long... I guess. But, that doesn't really matter... I don't know what I'm talking about. Goddamn it. *gather's thoughts* Ok. I'm good.

I'm listening to a lot of Set Your Goals today, so, that's awesome too. Like, I love them. Kind of lesser known, but still awesome.

-Peter

Theories...

Ok, I have developed a theory. And, I'm really convinced that this is how it is... I'm proposing that the Wizarding World as described in the Harry Potter series is in fact the 4th dimension. It all adds up, what with floo powder(1) and platform 9 3/4(2) for inter-dimensional transportation. Their "magic" is possibly just their fourth dimensional abilities in layman's terms. Invisibility, levitation, walking through walls as examples.

Of course, being of a higher dimension, they can easily access our world and understand it how different it is from ours and how we "muggles"(3) (or three dimensional beings) are restricted in our world. Such as in Abbot's book entitled Flatland when a two dimensional Mr. Square is plucked from his two dimensional world by Lord Sphere of Spaceland. He is concluded insane and thrown in jail. If a person from our three dimensional world disclosed what they had seen in the Wizarding world of four dimensions, they would also be known as insane. Also, just as how our three dimensional world has more complex figures than Mr. Square's two dimensional world, the four dimensional world of Wizarding has more complex figures that can combine two or more familiar forms and even change between them, like the Animagi(4) and Metamorphmagi(5).

As stated in the books, it is a law to not use "magic" in front of muggles and only after a certain age may magic be used away from school. this, to me, sounds like  it could be perfectly explained by their four dimensions. Muggles would never be able to understand why these "wizards" were able to do things like levitate and go invisible without detailed explanations. Even the ghosts that are in the wizarding world have been speculated as being part of the fourth dimension. The Marauder's Map(6) and moving pictures also take us to a place of obvious higher dimension.


Of course, with our only look into this theory being JK Rowlings' books and speculation on them, we are quite limited, but if these are expanded upon intellectually, they are a viable opinion on what the fourth dimension actually could be.

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1. Floo powder is a glittery, silver powder used by witches and wizards to travel through the Floo Network. The Network connects most wizarding households and buildings. This powder was invented in the 13th century by Ignatia Wildsmith.
2. Platforn 9 and 3/4 is the platform from which the Hogwarts Express may be boarded on September the 1st.
3. Muggles are people who are born into non-magical families and are incapable of magic.
4. Animagi are witches or wizards who can morph themselves into a specific animal at will. It is a learned, rather than hereditary, skill, unlike those of a Metamorphmagus.
5. Metamorphmagi are witches or wizards with the ability to change his or her physical appearance at will, rather than requiring a potion or a spelllike the rest of the wizarding population. They are extremely rare
6. The Marauder's Map is a magical document that reveals all of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and wizardry. Not only does it show every classroom, every hallway, every corner of the castle, but it also shows every inch of the grounds, as well as all the secret passages that are hidden within its walls.

**All definitions  provided by Harry Potter Wiki**

Grey Kitties and stuffs.

Well, awesome. Today was pretty great, but I'll get into that later. First order of business: grey kitties. They. Are. So. Epically. Adorable. I mean, really... cats in general are perfect. They're intelligent, graceful, independent... I love them so much. In my opinion, they pwn dogs so hard, it's not even funny. But, yes, more specifically, grey kitties are SO cute and adorable and fuzzy looking. Here are some examples:

So, yes. Those make Grey kitties out to be the cutest things ever, obviously. Except for maybe... ORANGE KITTIES!

 

Yes! Orange kitties rawk too. ^^ I love them all... *steals*

but, yeah. I'm happy today. It's a wicked day. Why you ask? Because. We will just say that a friend of mine who is called "Dildo" bought some "things". Two hundred of them, to be precise. and, Dildo also promised me 5 of these things for free. that's awesome because it saves me about $32.50. So, yes. Awesome. =.D

-Peter

What in the world...

Gawd, awkwardness. Just, my entire person. From my monotone voice to my too-long legs. today, at school, I tripped and nearly fell flat on my face, lucking six or seven people broke my fall... that was  uhm... fun... ^^; There's only nine more school days til Christmas break. *cheers* Lights on the Parkway ftw... with Chrissymas music and candy canes and hot chocolate. It's pretty nice.

I think we might go to Nicky's for Christmas Eve. It would be fun, I mean, I love his family... but, I'd feel bad if my mother was all alone. I'll have to see what she's doing. Either the rest of my family will be here ore she'll go out with her boyfriend. [He's 21 and far too young for her. It's disgusting.]

I have two tests tomorrow... it sucks. One in AmGov and the other in Soc. First period and last period... so, no skipping even part of the day. It sucks so hard, but at least it's friday. That's hot.

Kat is being a pest... she just bit me and ran away for no reason. T_T I'll get her for that later. *starves her* Not really... *good owner* She likes to attack Nicky when she's hyper like this, so I'm just waiting for that so I can have a good lol. The only funnier thing would be if she attacked my mother... but, I'd have to protect her from getting her throat slit. But, pfft. My mom wouldn't kill her, I don't think. She secretly likes her. I hope.

Well, it's 12:01 am, so, Imma go attend to my lover like a good boyfriend. <3

-Peter

Ps. Get your minds out of that blasted gutter! We're not going to have sex. Or are we... o.O

Pps. *winks... awkwardly*

Ppps. Shopping next weekend!!

Awww

Today, Mitch picked me up from school at 10:30. He was a mess, like, on the verge of tears. But, he wouldn't tell me why or what was wrong or anything. Naturally, I freaked out... in my head. He refused to give me any details til we got back to my house. >.>

When we got here, he broke down... like, straight down. Tears, sobbing, the whole enchilada. Turns out, his girlfriend of the last 9 years, Elena, broke up with him. And he was devastated. He just sat there and I hugged him for awhile and then he laid down and rested his head on my lap so I could pet him while he sobbed and sniffled and cried and told me every last thing that they had ever... ever... EVER done together. Ever.

"This one time... *laugh sobs*  Elena and I looked at puppies in the mall... like, 6 years ago. *laugh sobs* It was so much fun... Gawd, I miss her..."

 Yeah. That much fun. But, I did like making him feel better... and then, at 3, Nicky came home because I called him and told him the situation. He said that all this happens about once a month or so... and that they'd get back together in a few days. well, turns out, a few days was far too long and Elena called him about like, an hour or so ago and asked him to forgive her and take her back, which he did as he promised that they'd never break up again. ^^

"Yes! Make up sex! We haven't had sex in like, three weeks!"

I was like: o.o I couldn't imagine not sexing Nicky for three weeks... I barely go three days... how pathetic of me. x3

I was glad I got out of school early, like, Mitch has to do this more often. Far more often. I was grumpy in the car this morning though when he picked me up... so, idk if he wants to deal with morning Peter again. He did buy me Taco Bell though on the way. That was good. Until he got a hotdog and I gagged on the smell.

My french test went well, I believe too. =.3

That's all for now. ^^ I guess.

-Peter x

Oreosssss

I ate that... It was... disgusting and it tasted like wax. But, I'm really hyper now... like, it feels like there was hash in it. I can't stop laughing. xDDD I also feel like I'm going to vomit. there should be a disclaimer on the package about not eating an oreo stuffed with 7 creams...












-Peter

Updates.

Hello everyone! Nicky's birthday was epic success. He was so happy and he loved his present. =.3

I've also started a new blog, but it is for a story I'm writing. : The Lights In Your Eyes Shone Brighter In The Past... Because It Was So Dark

And uhm... yeah. That's about it. *w*



-Peter *mwah*

tigersmrrowmrrowgrr

That's me and Nicky as tigers. I'ma the widdle white one and he is the red one. mrrow!!!

Just a little night music...

So, Thursday... Nicky's birthday... wooo!!

I wish I had wings... so I could flap them at people. *flaps arms*

I have so much stuff to do by Tuesday... no school tomorrow so, that's good. Nicky's taking me to the doctor on Tuesday after school... kind of sucks. >=.(

I'm kind of sad for the future, like, today's teens (meaning my generation) are so apoliticized... and like, they don't know what anything is, what it all means, or even their individual view point on the matter. Like, I understand not knowing because you don't have all the information, but I know a lot of people my age who try and what is kind of sickening is the amount of people who sit back, watch the world fail, and don't try to make their knowledge on the subject better.

Now, another thing I have issues with, is how few teens know what religion they are or even how to follow said religion. I am an Atheist, but I respect other people and their opinions granted they can back them. If they say something with no reason, I will rip them to shreds. But, if they have good reasons, and moral backing... whatever. Go on with your business.

I just bugs me with the amount of apathy that so many people (teens) have nowadays... like, people care if two men can get married or two women, but they don't give a shit if like the government took a plunge into the ocean and anarchy broke out.

You see, I began political discussions with two different friends of mine. Both are females, one is 15, the other is 14. The 15 year old, had an interest in expanding her knowledge and kept her views while listening to the views of myself. I respect her point of view even though it is often different than mine, and I enjoy talking about politics and religion  with her. The 14 year old on the other hand... has no idea really about anything... and her excuse for it is "I haven't been paying attention." It kind of makes me afraid for when it comes our turn to select someone to put in office and no one is paying enough attention to bother to even go to vote. And then who will complain when we're in a hole? The people who weren't paying attention. Unfortunately the only people who seem to be paying attention, have the exact opposite ideas as me... so that kind of sucks. ^^

I don't know if the one year age gap did it, but I doubt it.

I mean, I'm trying to talk to other people of various ages, and even from different countries with alternate governments via Omegle which is an anonymous chat site and even those people seem apathetic and rarely do I get a knowledgeable person. Of course there's often a language barrier, but I try to figure it out the best I can.

I've been told to watch Zeitgeist and to google "haarp". I'm posting it here so I don't forget.

I also drew this on isketch. It's Kim Kardashian. I think her ass came out nicely.

-Peter

Skeptical Hippo Is Skeptical.

 Never gets old... ^^

Well, today was busy... I mean like, really. This morning, Alex called and asked me if we would want to go with him to visit Nolan in the hospital. (Hell yeah.) And we went... he was sitting up awake and he made a sound... ^^ He's probably paralyzed, but that's better than dead.

Then, Nicky and I went to the mall and I bought his birthday present(s) while he sat in Gertrude Hawk looking at chocolate with no money to buy any. *evil* But, after I got back with his present(s), he got his chocolate.

Then when we got home, Nicky and I rested for a while and just relaxed and then we went into "overly sexual to make things awkward for daddy" mode... it worked perfectly, if you ask me. Why do I think so? He walked in the door (without knocking) and got the lovely surprise of seeing me and Nicky macking on the floor and he got pissy for awhile. Then, his idiot wife tried to help my mom in the kitchen and my mother would not have that. They ended up arguing. Oh well. I didn't argue with my father though... so, good. I guess. I just made him mad by doing things to make him mad. Like, acting especially slutty. =.3 My specialty!

And then he referred to Nicky and I as "squirrels" except in his immigrant Italian accent so it sounded like "Skaverells"... but yeah. He has since gone to bed which is nice. I only have to see him until Friday afternoon. Lovely.

buh duh duh duh duhhh...

What else? Anything... hmhmhm... I'd say what I got for Nicky for his birthday (December 3rd) but he will probably read this before then and find out... which he's not allowed to do. ^^

- Peter Liam Oberman

Adventures, adventures...

WELL... today, I nearly passed out in school. It was... really fun. Like, you don't even know. My blood pressure dropped, so, basically, my vision got really bad and I got dizzy and I broke out in a cold sweat. So, I told the teacher what was going on because we were on LOCKDOWN! that was a blast. Furrolls. Like, the nurse came down and wouldn't let me walk on my own even though I could... and then, I could still walk, and she had me ride in the wheelchair. Of course, that would have been nice... if I couldn't walk. v.v Oh well, she's "the nurse" and she "knows what's best". Right? Riiiiiiiiiiight. Then, we got to the nurse's office and my friend was there and she has diabetes. She said her sugar dropped to 45. So, I hugged her and gave her my orange juice because I didn't want it/didn't need it.

Then, I made my big mistake. I told Nicky. He kind of freaked out, but he tried not to. Then, I made my second big mistake. I told him that it happened before. This was him: UR GOIN' 2 DA DOCTAH. This was me: No.

Unfortunately, he won. And, despite my fights and pleas... he made me go in, and get checked out... where I was poked and prodded and yelled at. >.> Why, you ask? I have a list!
and it so goes:
1. I'm grotesquely underweight so, therefore I need to eat more.
2. I was supposed to go back like, a bajillion years ago.
3. I didn't tell him when it happened the first time.
4. I don't take my vitamins.
5. I'm just an all around bad person I guess... and he hates me. He also hates gays. I know it.

But, yeah... he hates me. And I hate him because of it. Oh well, Nicky watched a movie with me after... Moulin Rouge! That was fun... but even more fun to be had? TOTALLY!!!

My father is arriving tomorrow night. Then, he's here all Thursday. Then, he's leaving Friday afternoon. FML.

Oh well.

-Peter

Schtuffs.

Once upon a time there was a silly little hamster and the silly little hamster liked acorns. But, he was trapped in a cage and this restrained him from getting acorns. So one day, he saw a little squirrel and the little squirrel had two acorns. The silly little hamster asked it if he could have one and the little squirrel said yes. He went over to the cage and gave that hamster an acorn and they ate together, but the acorns were full of cyanide... and they both died. The end.

There are sirens outside of my house, and I have a headache. Not a cute mix... I'm on the comedown off of a high which was nice at first but now I'm all... yerrrherrr...

Nicky is too... he was yelling at my mom earlier. ^^ It was so funny... and to make it funnier... She hit him in the shoulder and he just laughed more and more and than he fell asleep. Silly little bear... *kissies*

I'm trying to catch my place in story writing. I'm not very practiced in it, but I'm working on it... FYI... the above story is not a sample of where I am with story writing... it's just a lil thing that I wrote for Haley when I was high/bored.

I have to apply to Marlboro College yet... I really want to go there. I could double major in Fine Arts and Biochemistry. Plus, they have a course on Theory of Quantum Physics rather than the math portion. I'd like to check that out.

I'm thinking a lot about Daniel again, what with all this about Nolan. It reminds me of how easily I fall in love. I probably shouldn't, but it's my personality. I cant help it. *sigh* With falling in love, comes getting hurt... and Daniel hurt me, but it's not his fault. He didn't try to hurt me. His death hurt me... I miss him. Even if he didn't want to be together, I'd have just been friends. He was nice to be around. Always laughing and joking... happy. It was infectious. After he died, my sanity took a nose dive and I was in an "I'll never be happy again" mentality... but, Alex helped a bit, but... Nicky is what really saved me. *sigh*

I like talking about it because it helps me remember and I like remembering him, even when it hurts. It makes me smile and sometimes laugh. I want to find a decent picture of him. I know I have some, but they're put away. His face is fading from my memories and I want to refresh myself... I remember his hair and hands perfectly though. =.)

On a happier note, Nicky looks cute asleep in his chair, but he subconsciously spread his legs and he looks odd.

And now, he briefly woke up asked me "Will you put on a bra so I can take it off of you?" and fell back to sleep. Oddities. haha. Je l'aime. ^^

-Peter

-rant-

Last night, Nicky took me to go see Men Who Stare At Goats. It was pretty funny. I drank an entire huge sody!!

After the movie, we were in the lobby and this guy was like "Twilight is so much better than Harry Potter. No competition." So, of course I informed him of how wrong he was. Stupid ass. But, he decided to be difficult and argue that he was right, even though he obviously wasn't. I mean, come on.What's better than Harry Potter? I can answer that. Nothing. Especially Twilight. The books suck and I didn't see the movies, but I'm sure they suck too. The plot line is so simple, and yet... Steph Meyer can't even write it to make sense. That's a fail author. As a writer, I don't think her writing is very good. She spoils her characters too much. Like, they all end up with everything they want. JK Rowling puts real terror in her character's lives because it has to be done. she created a complex story line that still makes sense by the end of the 7th book and beyond. But anyway, the guy... he kept on and on about how much he thought Twilight was better and I told him all of this and he kept trying to piss me off. Then, he said one things too many and I snapped. I tried to lunge at him to beat the fucking pulp out of him, but Nicky grabbed me around the waist and wouldn't let me. >.> So, now, I realize that if I ever have to kick some ass, Nicky can't be around because he'll just try and stop it.

It really is hard for me to fathom how someone could possibly think that the Twilight saga is better than the Harry Potter series... unless you didn't read the books/only saw the movies. I admit, the Harry Potter movies fail. But, if we stick to the point, which is the book, in my opinion, then Twilight has no standing. The only think Twilight is better than is... the fanfics that people write about it. Maybe. Some of those are slightly more creative, if you ask me. And that's another thing. Steph Meyer thinks she was creative when she tried to redefine vampires... no. She straight up lied. What she describes wasn't vampires. They were a sorry excuse for a shitty author trying to be original. but, it failed. All it did was single-handedly ruin vampires for our generation. I mean, seriously. Sparkles... where did that come from? Vampires are supposed to cease to exist in the sun. It's their mortal enemy for fucks sake. >.> And all the special "powers"... uhm, how about no. Seeing the future and reading minds? No. Bullshit. It's sad that she seemed to have done little research, or maybe she just completely disregarded it, which I wouldn't doubt. She seems to like to make things up as she goes along... she has to clear up so much shit in interviews because she left it out of her shitty books. Of course, JK Rowling clears up a lot of details in interviews as well, but still. Her details make sense. I kind of feel bad for people who get caught up in Twilight... because they all want a guy who's just like Edward or Jacob... Well, sorry girls (and some guys), there's no one out there like Edward or Jacob. They're fictional characters. That means what? Oh right. That they DON'T EXIST.

As a side note: Rob Pattison was better as Cedric than Edward. Just saying.

Unfortunately, I did read all the Twilight books. I'm really disappointed in myself... like... I don't know why I kept reading. Probably out of curiosity for why everyone was like falling all over themselves for the fiction books. ^^ But, yeah I did. I admit it. But, I think it gives me a right to say that I don't like them unlike a lot of others who bash them without reading them... which is what a lot of Twilight Fans do to Harry Potter. they bash it without reading it. Why didn't they read it? It was too long/confusing. Pathetic. No wonder they like Twilight.

Anyway. Besides all of this. I might be anemic... my mom is anemic and she told me that I probably am because I don't eat meat, I'm pale, lazy, tired all the time, sick all the time, and cold and blah. I should start taking my vitamins again, it would probably help. ^^

Anything else... idk... hmmm... *thinks*

Nah, nothing. I guess. =.\ I'll probably remember something and post it someone where else.


til then
-Peter

Why must I name it...

I'm so bored tonight, and depressed. Like, I just don't feel like doing anything, but... in order to not be bored, I'd have to do something. Of course I'm spending time with Nicky right now and that's not boring. It's rather entertaining and slightly cheering. You see, yesterday, a friend of mine was in a car accident and he has some spinal damage... he could be paralyzed but the doctor people aren't sure of how bad his condition is yet. Alex was really upset, still is, I guess. He kind of broke into my house today... I found him sitting on my couch watching tv when I got home from school. I asked him how he got in (because the door was locked). He replied, "The window was open." Needless to say, I face palmed. He's left nao, to go pick up his older sister from somewhere and then home, I guess. I hope he feels better, he was a mess yesterday and I can't stand seeing him like that. He rarely gets that emotional, save for a few occasions when he's had to talk about his younger life and his family. I asked him once and after I saw the look on his face, I never asked again... he did end up telling me most of it though, but that's his business. I'm really proud of him... he's been sober for several long weeks now, possibly a month (or more). I'm not sure. I'll have to ask him. He's doing it for me and mostly himself, I hope. =.J

My back is kind of achy. As is my knee. I don't know why. It's annoying, in a way, but it's not bad enough for me to mind it very much. I'm just happy that I'm in my bed with Nicky and it's soft and warm. Better than downstairs with my mother hollering in my ear about stuff that I don't care about. Nicky is reading, he's so lovely when he reads.Especially when he comes across and unfamiliar word. His eyebrows furrow and and scrunches up his nose a little bit and I think he makes up a definition which, to be honest, is usually wrong, but at least he tries. He's very creative. =.) I was watching him draw earlier... it was strange and alluring at the same time. I couldn't see what he was drawing very well, but just the shapes and his face looks so at ease when he's doing things he likes to do. I still don;t know what he drew. I made him a tiara the other day, and he wore it for a few hours. I was surprised, I didn't think he would. He probably did it to make me happy, and well... he succeeded. As usual.

Thanksgiving is going to suck, to say the least. And that's being optimistic, in my opinion. My mother invited her sister, Mel, her brother in law, Thom, my gramps, and my uncle, Vito. but, my gramps called and asked if my father and step-mother, Kathy, could come too. My mother, spineless wench, said that it was ok. For a bit of background, I'd like to point out that my mother hates my father as much, if not more, than I do. Him being around especially with his wife and unborn child is going to be a nightmare. I can just imagine all the fighting and name calling. It's so stressful. And just today, I learned that they're all spending the night, as if a dinner wasn't bad enough. *sigh* It's as if my mother likes seeing us both unhappy. Idiot.

I really want to do something, but I don't know what. Maybe Nicky and I can go out and do something fun for an hour or so. I don't know, maybe we'll just go out tomorrow. I told him that I would like to see Men Who Stare At Goats tomorrow night. We both thought it looked funny.

I guess I've said enough for now. No need to bore myself anymore.


-Peter

today...

Well, today... Nicky and I woke up at 7 am. Yeah. 7 am on a saturday. Bullllllllllllllllllllllllllllshittttttttttttttt.
But, we got breakyfast at a lil diner, it was good. ^^
Then, we drove 2 hours to this college for an open housey thing. We were there from like, 11 to 12:30.
After that, we went out for some food.
Nicky had even more planned...
He bought tickets for this play... it was quite odd.
Like, a mixture of Cats and Moulin Rouge... but like, 100 times more sexuality. ^^
It was very entertaining...

Small story.
At the college, we had a while where we could just walk around and look through several studios and have questions answered. Well, I had no questions or anything and Nicky and I found an empty studio. I leaned against a table and Nicky was kissieing me WHEN ALL OF THE SUDDEN an instructor walked in and said, "DO YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS?" and I was just like... *dies*.

All the people ther were so stuck up. ^^ Like, they all thought they were the shit because they're all obviously used to being 'da bomb, yo' in whatever bumblefuck town they're from. ^^ Nicky was purposely being like... a dick. ^^ It was so funny. He'd be like:

"OH MY GAWD. Is THAT a NAKED person?! I THINK IT IS."

and

"WHAT IS THAT FREAKY LOOKING THING?!? A HAWK?!"

I was loling... so hard... We had to leave early.


When we got home, Kat attacked my head... then... she ran out of the room to the kitchen and I heard Nicky yell "OUCH" really loud... I lol'd. Shes out of control. So vicious. ^^

But now...


-Peter and Nicky

My oh my...

Ok so, to get this up to speed... it is Tuesday, November 11th, 2009. On October 31st, Nicky and I celebrated our first anniversary. It was fun, we painted a gourd and carved a pumpkin and then we got drunk. Fun.

Now, yesterday, I started rereading the Harry Potter Series. I fail. I'm on the third chapter of the first book. ^^
I'm such a slow reader. And typer. And writer. And... I'm just all around slow.
Which... comes in handy sometimes. If you know what I mean... *winks awkwardly*

hurkadurr...

But, now... I really love the underwear I had on today. They're turquoise and they're covered in ruffles and they're like, shorts.
Like, I love them so much, I'm wearing them over my tights.
Under my tights, I have a different pair on,
they're just as cute, but still...
not as cute.

I found this like, flat chested teddy that I like... *hints to Nicky*



-Peter

I drew a picture. =.)

I drew this picture for my friend, Anna.

-Peter

Happy Hallow-versary?

So yes, as it is 12:18 am, on October 31st, it is officially one year since Nicky and I have been going out. =.3 It's been a really good year. ^^ Technically, at 11:22 am, it will be exactly one year, but I'll probably miss that so, we'll begin celebrating now. =.DD

Pumpkin painting? [check]

Sober sex? [check]

Getting drunk? [check]

Drunk sex? [check]

Hung over sex after 2 hours of sleep? [check]

Sounds like a good day to me. ^^



-Peter AND Nicky

Booooooooooooooring,

So, home sick from school. =.( Blah. It's so boring... and Nicky's at work and so is my mother. *alone* Last night, I went to bed at like, 5:45 pm. I wasn't tired so, I just threw back like, 6 hydros. Then I fell asleep rather quickly. Nicky... can fall asleep at any second for how ever long he needs to with no aid. Lucky duck.

 Like, no one is on anything. xDD Not aim, msn, yahoo, facebook, dA, isketch... everything is abandoned! v.v

So, what do I do? I play Happy Aquarium and FluffFriends on facebook. (lamesauce)

But, oh well... people will be on later, right? I hope so. Maybe not. Oh well. Their loss. *is a cool person to talk to* Hm. There!! I WAS JUST IM'D. Woo! *isn't so bored*

I also ate quite possibly the most delicious Apple-Cream Cheese based dessert thing ever. Yummz.

That's all I suppose. It's only 10:06 am. Why am I so bored already? I'm so lame. I need constant entertainment... Blahhhh.

Ok, well, bai.

-Peter

Ps. My mother is here. She just stayed in her room til 2 hours ago and she hid her car around the corner. >=.(

Nick and Peter's Excellent Adventure

Hello all!

I had a good day. I don't know about everyone else, but my day was good.

But this is my journal... so, I'm going to describe MY awesome day.

First, I woke up... and contrary to now, I was in a terrible "I hate everyone" mood. Yeah, ew. And I knew we were going out today so, I felt kind of bad because I was all stfu and Nicky was all yay!. so, I just kept getting madder and madder and then I was happy all of the sudden and we went to Cici's... which. Eugh. I hate all of the people who eat there. Just like Red Robin as I know I've stated before, they should close for everyone but me so I can enjoy my food without 10,000,000 people looking at me. Bleghhh. After we ate, we went to go buy tickets to the movie. That was fun... I saw... people that I know from school. >.> <.< then we went to buy snacks at the dollar store and this guy was singing in the car next to us. Very passionately. And we got Apricot jelly cookies. Yumm. Then, at like, 2:15, we went to the theater... the theater full of five year olds... Yeah. That cool. This little girl had her knee in Nicky's back for like, 45 minutes. ^^ He was getting so mad and as soon as the credits started going, he was so happy. ^^ He said he liked the movie though. We saw Where The Wild Things Are... it was sort of scary-creepy in some parts... and like, the one beast started kissing the other beast's neck from behind... haha After that, we went to Barnes and Nobles and we just looked around. I bought antony and Cleopatra. They had a grand total of ONE copy of it. >.> <.< Then, we got tea and left and drove back home. And then... I made him reply to stuff and said "Nickyyyyyyyyyy... I want a popsicle." and and and... he left. To get popsicles. Because he's so nice. =.) So... yay! Popsicles. And let me tell you... I really want one like, we haven't had them for months. Since like, July. If even then. I'm just trying not to exaggerate, but it was probably longer. Christ... v.v Oh well... He just called. He's on his way back. And... he got the variety fruit pack. He also said he'd eat the grape ones because I don't like them. He is a peach. Anything else? Probably not. I just got back to now. So, that's it.

So, baii.


-Peter Liam Oberman

Ps. Ew, I called him Nick.

Don't You... Forget About Me...

I felt like making this quick... =.3

-Peter <3

Fail mood is fail. ^^

So, fail mood... I'm probably just tired. ^^ I should sleep soon... tis midnight.

But yeah... Renais-suck faire... sucked. ^^ But, I guess in retrospect it had it's moments of fun. I mean... it was entertaining to see other people getting wet when we were indoors... and others eating pickles off of sticks. ;-; As a terrible manager of stress, I cry about everything and anything. As soon as I got in the car to go home, I fell to pieces. I was cold, wet, tired, and hungry. D.=

I came home, threw back like seven pills... I don't even know what I took xDD... and I've been in fail mood since they wore off.

My friend had a dream about Nicky killing me... it actually sounded kind of cool. She said he drugged me, took me to the woods, and stabbed me. Like, I think it would be awesome... haha.

It snowed today... in October. It snowed. I'm afraid of how bad the Winter will be nao... if it's already snowing in Mid-Autumn... Dx.

Kat sneezed!! It was so cute... ^^

Zomg... and Nicky... wow. ^^ I can't even look at him without laughing. Like, he got me these... fishnet thigh-highs avec small bows on  the calves. They're not quite black, more of a dark, smoky gray. They look like he almost had to go to a stripper store to get them though... jeez. ^^ Not that I'm above wearing them. Not at all... ^.~

I think we might carve pumpkins his weekend. =.DD We bought two decent sized ones for carving and a few other ones for painting. =.D This shall be fun. It'll be the first time that we carved pumpkins together. Because, last year... well, we started going together ON Halloween, so, it was already done. =.\ I did have fun doing it with my mom though... we did a lot of Holiday junk in the past year, oddly enough. Like, my mother and I made and decorated a gingerbread house and like, eight gingerbread men.

My hair is getting really long. ^^ I love it... it's to my shoulders, curlie. Straight, it's passed. Everyone tells me to get it cut, but I look failsy with short hair... =.=

*yawns tiredly*

Imma go to bed... soon. Not yet, soon. ^^

-Peter

shoodawoop

Today, Nicky an I went to the pumpkin patch. It was really fun.

First, we took a hayride to the actual pumpkin patch and a corn maze. We went through the corn maze first... it took like, three hours because Nicky kept turning the same way and he got us lost... all on his own. =.) We had to find 16 crayons... it was so hard. But, we got free passes to mini golf for doing it. =.DD After the maze, we picked pumpkins and gourds and goose-neck squash. We're going to paint/carve them =.)

After that, we took a hayride back to the carnival section and we got hot apple cider and rode the spinning teddies a few times. ._. Then we got snow cones, and left.

It was sooo tiring. We just came home and took a nap. ^.^

It's really starting to feel like Autumn too. I mean, the trees are all pretty and my mom picked mums for decoration... it's all cold. ^^ But, cold means movies and hot cocoa. Oooh, and scarves. I like scarves... and gloves and winter coats. I love Autumn and Winter... haha... ^^

All that is needed now is a haunted house... ^^ ... and maybe some whipped cream.


I should start writing more... I've been so lazy. *tries*


-Peter Liam Oberman

Juste En Peu... ^^

Bonjour, mes amis!

Four day weekend.. awesome. ^^ Teacher "inservice" day AND Columbus Day... Never was I so pleased that America was discovered... even if Christopher Columbus gets undue credit. *cough Amerigo Vespucci cough Bjarni Herjólfsson cough* But, meh.


Tonight, we (meaning Nicholas and myself...) are hosting a guest. Haylyn! She's rather lovely. So polite and nice and quiet and sweet. ^^ And unannoying... =.3 We drew cats on our jeans earlier... in French. ^^

3-way spoon train... ^^


Anywhosits... today, in school, we had a pep rally. To rally pep? And I laid down on the bleachers... and this girl, Jennie/Jenna (I don't know) got on top of me, though I didn't know it was her at first, and then... shoved her filthy whorish tongue down my throat in a sour attempt to make out with me... I guess. It was just really weird. Needless to say, I flipped on her. *shudders*

~^~THIS IS WHY I DON'T LIKE GIRLS~^~

Moreover, I had a test today... sucked, but it was easy. I want raspberries. Bad...

I've been having terrible mood swings today... ^^ I was so pissed off earlier and for like, no reason. Then I just got all happy... again, for no real reason. *slaps bipolar*

But, in all seriousness... I am. Not even joking. ^^ Why is that funny to me? It probably shouldn't be, but I'm laughing... better to laugh than cry, I guess... haha.

OH MY, NICKY IS TAKING ME TO THE PUMPKIN PATCH THIS SATURDAY AND IT'LL BE FUN!!!!

I just remembered. ^^ And, I'm excited... because they'll be nice... It'll be the first time together.

Almost a year for us...
October 31st, 2008 @ 11:22 am, in the library behind the biographies.
Not to get too detailed.

Gawd... haha. ^^ I love him.

-Peter <3

Wewt, stuffs!

Wewt... I love Nicky. Last night, he just like, sang all these love songs to me. It was so cute. ^^

I hurt my knee on Monday, in gym, and it was hurting yesterday morning. I skipped school and he skipped work. =.) And he was so sweet... he brought me clothes, then he carried me around, and set up a little beddie on the couch for us, got tea, and put on a movie. =.) Twas vedy fun.

I painted my nails bluuuuuuuuue. I liek them. ^.^ Nicky gave me the nail polish. =.3

He also gave me these adorable pairs of undergarments... like, black and white leopard with a pink trim and bow and black, lace-thighed boyshorts with like... lace squared cut out, a red pair that are covered in ruffles, like, rows (my favorites)... and a black lace pair. Zey are cute... ^.^ And, I luffs them. (I luffs him. ^^)



He says hi, as he is right there. *points*

So, bai...



-Peter

bleh...

One more cup of coffee...


I'm actually quite unhappy this morning... not with Nicky or anything like that... I just am. I was thinking about someone who's... not around anymore and I guess it always makes me a little sad. =.\ His name was Daniel... I'm missing him hard because it's almost a year since he died. It's weird because I knew him for last summer... but... I loved him. A lot. And, he didn't know. I regret not telling him... I don't know if that would change things though. Probably not.

Sometimes I wonder if Nicky has any relationships that he regrets not saying something or anything like that... anything that eats him up... I'm too afraid to ask him though... if he wanted me to know, he'd tell me. That's how I see it... I don't want to push him. It's usually the way he handles me. I hope he doesn't. I don't want him to feel unhappy. =.\ But, I guess everyone probably does.

So, I'm cheering myself up, because Nicky's at work, with corny love songs that we've adopted as ours and Rice Krispies treats. I forgot that I loved them, but they make me thirsty... and I haven't a beverage. Efff... Oh well. I believe he's going to be late today. His turn signal is burned out and he needs to go and get a new bulb. Then he has to figure out how to put it in... which is a war in itself. Also, he won't let me help... v.v (Stubborn.) haha aww... Nicky is stubborn, but that's why we love him. Right? Well, one of the reasons... ^^ He's silly. And adorable. *swoons*

And can you feel the love tonight
It is where we are
It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer
That we got this far
And can you feel the love tonight
How it's laid to rest
It's enough to make kings and vagabonds
Believe the very best

- Peter <3

Bleh. I'm bored. Nicky works for another 20 minutes, so, it's really not that bad. But, still... buh. Ew, and my charger is being a cunt... puh. Bitch.

I'm drawing a wombat... well, a womb-bat. >=.)

I also want a lollipop... cherry kthnx.

But now, it's only 10 minutes till Nicky gets out, so... this was a good distraction. Yay!

O bai.

-Peter Liam Oberman.

theresamonsterinmyclosetasihideinit

Well, I drew that monster.

In french, it says: "Pouvez-vous parler français? Quoi qu'il en soit, je pense que Je t'aime. Savez-vous pourquoi? Parce que vous n'avez pas exécuté à partir d'un monstre bleu et violet. Maintenant, je me suis fait un ami. Un ami que j'aime."

In English, it says: "Can you speak french? Either way, I think I love you. Do you know why? Because you did not run from a blue and purple monster. Now, I made a friend. A friend that I love."

I like him, Nicky likes him, I love Nicky, Nicky loves me. I hope the monster likes us, but even better if he loves us. <3>

O hai.

Nicky took me out last night, that made me happy. =.) First, he bought me a coffee and a candy bar, to basically hype me up. then we went to Barnes and nobles and... bluntly, we had sex in the bathroom and I bought a book. then, Nicky bought me another coffee and we came home and... did it again. =.) I wrote two new pieces and read a chapter of Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring. then, I came online and I've been up all night drawing, chatting, and wasting time in general.

So, it was fun, yes. And yes, I'm still feeling the endorphins which is always a plus.

If you want to read my new shit, but don't feel like doing to my deviantart site DrippingWithSarcasm then, I'll post them right below here.

When You Wish Upon a Star...

_{Blank eyes face the rose-bloomed sun shining back silver moons revealing spinal pains and cracking ribs of pure passion when it lunges from our lungs and entangles our legs together rooted in a rosebed that once laid useless, dying... now thrives, blood-filled, with heart beating double pulses and flying through time to distant planets that set waiting for fractured bones to heal around them and cage them back in to await their fate of collapsing in a shattered heap of broken apathy and splintered tears... apathy and tears that stayed with us and gutted us til we sat, useless heaps of dead brain cells and colored our blood a dimmer hue of scarlet flowing weakling through hardened veins that carry your blood through my heart.}

Wild thing, I Think I Love You...

<sub>So, you understand when the hands are lowed to wander yet the lips linger... a crystallized sigh falls from the lips and condensates on the glass collarbone until it's blurred with the scent of sour-apple candy breath. Then, while smiles turn to dust, a single finger strokes a message in the steamed glass for one set of eyes to bear before it evaporates into tiny mirrors which are only absorbed back into the lips that parted to leave them there.


So, that's what I'm talking about. ^^

O bai.</sub>

Ohai.

I just drew an angelfish for isketch. That was fun... It was shitty too though, but they got it. That's always good. Today is someone in my family's birthday... I think. I'm really not sure. I have to check. Hold on... Awww... It's Mitch's birthday. ^^ For those of you who don't know who Mitch is, he's Nicky's oldest brother. He's 26. We might go out tonight, but he's probably just going to spend it with his girlfriend. *immature ooo-ing* Nicky will call him, undoubtedly. Or he's on the phone with him right now and I'm too unobservant to notice. Yeah, it's the second one. ^^ Jeez... I fail.

My mother made a chocolate cake and dark chocolate ganache. I, Peter Liam Oberman, and my beau, Nicholas Britt Shepard, are not allowed to eat any of it. (Because my mother likes to eat everything... and "It's for Vito." Bullshit. He'd share.) But, eh.

Last night whilst spooning with my lover, I had a nice line float into my mind AND I was intelligent enough to write it down. However, this morning I wasn't intelligent enough to bring it downstairs with me. So now, I must hike back up the stairs and get it. TT~TT
*is lazy*

I. Am. Bored.

Just saying. But, it's a nice day, I guess. Sunny, not too hot. I wish we could go to the book store... we haven't been for ages... v.v Nicky knows I like it... I could beg, that would be interesting to see... ^^

So... KIWI... yeah.

Wow... I haven't posted here in a while ^^ I made a new blog... http://peterliam.webs.com it's kind of more kick ass than this, I think.


But, anyway... if you don't feel like clicking the link, I might start posting here again... even if that one is better... lazy fucks.

I aw Harry Potter and the Half~Blood Prince. It was pretty good, besides the end. The humor was funny, laughable. ^^

I also had a funny dream about a friend of mine who passed away. It's a bit sad, but I'm smiling about him now. =.) I do miss him. But, I'm over it now and I'm ok.

And that, over there... ---> Is the Narwhal WIP for Chapman. I hope he likes it. ^_^ Not that it's done yet... ^^

Well, I am super bored. Super board sucks. I mean, how bored am I that I writ to no one? That fucking sucks. Pfft. Well, anyway. Bleh. I'm fucking bored.

You there, do something interesting.

*shoots*

*cough* Well, anyway... hum-dee-dum.

I have to pee.

Marmalade Articulation in F Minor...

Please. Don't finish that sentence...

I'm imagining what it would be like,

to be the words hanging from your lips. ♥

Raspberry Lemonade Sherbet.

Well now, it's 4:09 and I am awaiting Sir Nicky Nick's arrival. He should escape from his Hellish restriction at about 6:30-7:00. Now, today I have an important task. I am watching young Zachary Paul. [Nicky's fifth year brother.] I am also enjoying some delicious raspberry lemonade sherbet whilst young Zachary eats his... canned-spaghetti slop-nasty. But, he chose that. Ugh. Disgusting.

Uhh...

Mah handz be itchin' and Nicky said that I should just... type here whenever I feel like it about whatever I feel like. Now, I wonder what I should type about. He should give me a topic. Let's ask Sir Nicky Nick for a topic as he is sitting here watching me because he's creepy like that.

Peter: Mhm.

Nicky: Umm... I don't know. Write about rabbits.

Peter: Rabbits? Ok.

So, I continue. Rabbits. They are awfully fuzzy. I used to have this rabbit. His name was Fluffy. He escaped once and impregnated the neighbor's rabbit, Rabbit. They weren't too pleased with that. Let me tell you... they yelled at me for being an "irresponsible pet owner." Fuck. they were the god damn idiots who didn't lock their rabbit's cage. Meh. Whatever. Rabbits do seem to like to fuck a lot. I mean, a lot A LOT. If you're into watching that kind of thing, the pet store must be your Lace or Bump. For those of you not living here, *coughs* Talya *coughs* Lace is a "Gentleman's Club" and Bump is a gay-friendly club in East Phillie. Wait. The topic was rabbits. Damn. Well, The Heff has Bunnies. Bunnies are like rabbits. Bunnies wear lace. Lace is the "Gentleman's club." Bunnies could be found at a "Gentleman's club." Again, bunnies are like rabbits. I win. Suck on that PSSA graders. I AM STILL ON TOPIC!!

Peter: Nicky... can I have a new topic?

Nicky: Uh... sure... umm... let me think.

Peter: Ok. *waits*

-Jeopardy theme plays-

Peter: Well?

Nicky: Umm... how about... *cheats by looking around at various objects on the floor*

Peter: Yes?

Nicky: Sunglasses?

Peter: Fine. =.]

And so, sunglasses. I like sunglasses. I have this pair and they are really big. Nicky says that they make me look like a fly... a fruit fly. Cute. Nice Joke. Ha ha. WE ARE ALL LAUGHING. Not really. So, anyway. I am wearing them now which makes typing difficult as I am severely near-sighted and they put a brownish haze over everything. *pouts* Whatever. I'll fix all the mistakes later I guess. Hmhmhmhmh... so yeah. I guess I'm done. Or am I? Bye.

-Peter Liam Oberman III

ps. peter let me say hi.
-nick

Ze Happy Flower and Ze Happy Sun.

Sveet. Peter and ze Nicky-Beast made ze blog. How awesome iz zat? Peter also drew ze picture of ze happy flower and ze happy sun. Zey are to ze left.

♥