Oh lawwwdy

Hello all.

Alex slept over last night. =.3 We drank tea at 2 am. Then, I left for school and Nicky for work while he was asleep and his alarm was set for 8 am. I checked. I assume he left for work then, because I didn't talk to him again. I'll call him again tomorrow or Sunday. It depends.

I really thought today was horrible in the beginning. Like, I felt like shit at school all day and then some kid called me bulimic and was being an ass. ;-; However, ceramics was fun because my entire table just sat there and made fun of the shitty mainstream radio playing nothing but Ke$ha and Lady Gaga so it was pretty loltastic. Far too easy though. Then I went home and had some toast and took a nap until Nicky got home. He woke me up at like, 4:30 ish. I also noticed that my mother was all dressed up. Well, not “dressed up” but she was obviously going out. so, I asked her. She said I BOUGHT A TICKET TO BLUE WITH YOU AND NICK!!!!! I was not at all surprised and I was actually not upset at all. Somewhat happy, however strange that sounds. She’s pretty cool with shit like this. Music and whatnot, that is. She introduced me to half the kickass bands I listen too. Anyway, we all drove to Croc Rock together and got there around 7 which was right when the doors opened. We got the best place to stand ever. Center stage, second row. It was awesome. I learned from experience that first row at Croc Rock sucks because everyone shoves up against you and you get a metal rod in your stummy. Not fun. you also get full blast of the bass and then you can’t hear the rest. Also sucky. But, anyway. We were waiting for the first opening band to play… and when they came up, it was like a joke. They all had hair down to their ass, all of the guys were 40 +, one had a kilt and a plastic ax strapped to his leg, one had on a plaid, tartan bed sheet tied around his neck as a cape, a chain maille shirt, plastic sword, and forearm grips that went up to his elbows that were covered in inch-long spikes, and the last guy looked like a pirate. No other words. Straight up pirate. They were like, a heavy metal band and they kind of sucked too. But, whatever, music is music. (Not really, but whatever.) By that time, I was like, swaying with Nicky and my mother was… chatting up every guy in a 10 foot radius who was under 30. Yeah. She’s 34 in April. ;-; She was flirting with a kid my age. I had to tell her to stop. Then the second opening band came on and they were all under 18. They weren’t very experienced and they weren’t very good either. The singer seemed like he had a back spasm or something. Like, it was just odd. Kind of cool, but like I said, they sucked. The next few bands were all 40 + and hard rock. I liked them. They were pretty solid.There were 6 opening bands in all, each had a half hour set. Then, this drunk guy kept feeling up my mom… and she was getting pissed. Really pissed off. I get my temper from her and if you know my temper, you can only imagine hers. But, I saw it and I pulled her arm so she would get between me and Nicky so she could calm down because she looked like she was about to run train on him. Then, he followed her over to us, and this guy who was the father of the kid my age who she was flirting with pulled the guy back by the arm and they almost fought. He was so drunk. Like, I was 4 feet from him and could smell beer and liquor on him. It was gross. So, he was semi-kicked out. Then, my mom kept talking to the kid my age. ;-; She got his phone number. ;-; Then she told me she was only messing around and that she wasn’t really going to call him. I was like, damn straight you’re not going to call him and out my “This conversation is over” face. It worked, shockingly. Then, Blue Oyster Cult came on. So, we pushed up a little bit and listened to them. The two frontmen are the only original members, but the bassist they had was ridiculous. Like, he played with Whitesnake and Quiet Riot. He was rad. My mom remembered seeing him with Whitesnake when she saw them live. The other guy who played some keyboard, guitar, and synth (I think.) was the bassist for Queen. So, that’s pretty sick. Like, they might not have all the original guys, but they have some sick people playing. Blue Oyster Cult was awesome too. My mom aid if she closed her eyes it was like seeing them back in ‘88. then they took a 10 minute break in the middle of Godzilla and they had a bass solo and then a drum solo. both were fucking amazing. Bassist = ridiculous. My mom was telling me about him. His name is Rudy Sarzo and he’s played with so many amazing bands… Dio, Whitesnake, Quiet Riot, Ozzy Osbourne, and now Blue Oyster Cult. She said she saw him a long time ago at this music fair in Philly. So then, the left the stage, but they came back for one last song. You could tell they tried to end with Don’t Fear The Reaper, but that failed when they ended up coming back. They ended really great. I got like, a 23 second recording of the bassist and how ridiculous he was, but it didn’t show his full ridiculousness. Like, his solo was fucking rad. Afterward, we all bought t-shirts. So, now we can all match. Joy. Mother-Son-Fiance bonding. It was actually a bonding experience because like, Nicky and I taught my mom how to hardcore dance and stuff. She was so funny, fist pumping to the floor. It was great. We got Taco Bell afterward. I still have my sodyyyy. Wewt. I got a lot of pictures on my good camera, I just have to find the cord so I can put them on the puter along with the SYG pics that I STILL haven’t uploaded. >.> ./failure
So, that was my day. Now I’m sitting in bed with Nicky. There was definitely more stuff that happened today, I just forget the details, so whatever. I think my mom’s old ass fell asleep by now though. She’s really quiet. ./shrug I’m not even tired though. Oh well. I think I’m going to the music tomorrow… today? Whatever. SATURDAY. (ITS SATURDAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY SATURDAYYYYY, if you get the ref, you win.) so, yeah. Musical tomorrow. It’s supposed to be really good. We won’t get home until late again though. Whatever. It’s the weekend. I don’t think I’m going to school on Monday either. It just seems pointless. I wont be there on Tuesday. Nicky and I will be in Lancaster determining my future. ;-; Blahh. I made this cool paper sculpture today, so I put that in my portfolio. It’s like, birds on planets connected by a heart rhythm thing. Yeah. Pretty badass.

I remember that Alex told me he saw Whitesnake in concert and it was one of the best concerts he's ever been to. I kind of would like to see them, but they're only playing in Bulgaria and Banja Luka this year. Yeah. Really. >.> Oh well. Another time then.

Now, I'm watching Marley and Me again. ;-; It makes me cry so much. I'm dumb for watching it.

Well, that’s it, I guess.

Stay classy.

-Peter

My nailpolish looked like confetti, but I chewed it all off now.

That... thing. I have no idea where Alex even found it.

Bryson is like... just like me. It's gross. I think it's weird that Alex did that and it creeps me out. Even Nicky noticed that. He was like o.O O.o

He is like, exactly like me. You don't even understand. His behavior is just... mine. And I kept mentally noting that what he said was something that I would say. I can't figure out how Ale did it. He's just still not good enough though. Like, almost a bad imitation of me. The one major good thing is that Bryson isn't an arrogant prat, like myself, so he already knows that he ranks below me on Alex's favorite scale.

I painted my nails before we went:

They looked like confetti, but as the title of this post suggests, I chewed it all off. I'll redo it tomorrow.

So, anyway... we met up with them at Lanes and Games and Alex was a dumbass. He suggested that we play in teams. I'm like, ok. Nicky and I against you two. Oh no. I was wrong. Alex says "I call Nick." and Bryson and I both do this: =.o We could not believe what was happening. So, I started talking to him and learning about him and stuff and he was really polite, decent, and classy. He is also reasonably good at bowling and we beat the brakes off of Nicky and Alex. (Nicky noted that he'd spank my squishy ass in bowling and he failed. Alex got a 67. Yeah.) So, we played 3 games and then this... git... who came up in the lane next to us was like YOU HAVE TOO MANY BALLS GO PUT THEM BACK CUZ WE ARE HERE NOW AND WE NEED THE SPACE FOR OUR BALLS, yelling at us as if we're stupid assholes. I was furious. I stomped up to him, and told him what a Bowling-Nazi cock he was and then to shut the fuck up with his $10 beer from bowler bar. It was ridiculous. HOWEVER, I did get those delicious french fries that I've been craving for days now. Apparently, Bryson the creepy twin was too because he polished off several orders of french fries himself.

After that incident, we went to the parking lot to decide what to do next. We chose Barnes and Nobles and that was weird too because Bryson likes all my favorite sections. I thought he was following, but he was just browsing. Of course, Nicky and Alex ditched us to force interaction AGAIN. I bought Rainbow Six by Tom Clancy.

Then, we went to Panera Bread where I found out that Bryson is also a vegetarian. Big shock. There were these two big leather chairs at Panera in front of a fireplace and we sat two to a chair so Nicky and I could share a sandwich and lemonades.

Then, our groups went our separate ways, but not before Aex pulled me aside and made me tell him exactly what I think of Bryson. I can honestly say that he is not as bad as I expected, but I just don't think they have the proper chemistry. This is not due to the fact that I dislike Bryson, it's after careful and conscientious watching. I just don't think he's right for Alex. He's not very clingy and Alex always liked "clingy" but not like ZOMG ALEX I NEED YOU TWENTY FOUR SEVEN. Like, aww, baby, give me a hug I love you clingy. Maybe it's just because their a new couple, but I don't know. It's like they're not on the same page.

 I also took some pictures of me room, see above. It's pretty messy, I guess. I like it though. With the mess and all it's nice. Now, I'm sitting on my bed with Nicky and we're watching Juno while I type this.

And I also want to tell you some things about Bryson so you can get a feel for what I'm working with. He's pretty rad, I'll give him that. Just, not right for Alex. I could be friends with him, he's just... I don't know. It's hard to explain. Well, to begin, he's 22 and his hair is a lightish brown color. His eyes are a pretty grey. He lives two floors down from Alex in his apartment building and they met in the laundry room a few months ago. He's kind of short, 5'5ish, I guess. Not really skinny, but still not fat. Average, yeah. He doesn't drink, so that's a plus in his qualifications to date Alex. He smokes, so that too, I guess since Alex smokes. He likes the same odd music Alex likes. (Finnish and Swedish deth metal, go figure.) He has a septum piercing and an industrial in his left ear as well as 5 little stars tattooed on his neck. Alex told me they haven't had sex yet, so I was wrong when I thought they were. HOWEVER, Bryson has a disgustingly big hickey on his neck that almost looked painful. So, that's him kind of I guess. Based on looks, not personality. He's kind of cool, personality wise.

So, that's it.

Stay classy.

-Peter