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The Lion, the Witch, and the really annoying Wardrobe

March 28th, 2006 Posted in Uncategorized | 1 Comment »

This will be short because the clocks tell me I have 0-5 minutes to write before my mom will start flipping out because I’m not down for breakfast, as a teacher she’s been brainwashed that if one doesn’t eat a complete breakfast (not just part of breakfast) there is no way you can do well in school… another story tho.

This past weekend I was cleaning out my room and going through my closets/drawers and I noticed something, I have really bad collection of clothes. My main pants are cargo pants, which I have 3 khacki coloured ones, 2 dark coloured ones (the exact same pants, just twice), 1 dark blue pair, and 1 green pair. I don’t wear the green tho, they remind me too much of boy scouts pants. Shirtwise I have half a dozen button down shirts, all possessing a criss-cross/checkerboard pattern… not huge like flannel but smaller.. but lots of vertical and horizontal lines.

I also own 1 pair of jeans which I really enjoy. Back in 8th grade I think I got a trend of jeans that were super uncomfortable and made me hate them.. so I stopped wearing them. In the meantime, a denim revolution went on with all sorta of shapes and stylings with bleached spots, build in holes, yellow stains, etc etc… and it all sort of passed me by. Well, someone managed to make jeans more comfortable, given they don’t have the same pocket space as cargos, i’ve adapted around that.

Shirtwise I own a few different (not the normal patterns) which i like a lot, but the problem is I just can’t repeat the same outfits or stuff. So, let me think.. I have 1 lightish blue turtle neck, 1 darkish blue mock neck, 1 sweater, 1 vertical stripped shirt that fits, and i think that’s it.

I was getting mad because my clothes are so frustratingly bad. I’m pretty sure my growing is done, at least I’ve been wearing the same shirt/pants for at least a year and they still fit. It’s just grr.. I can’t stand shopping with my parents because of two things.. Mom wants me to buy certain things, and you can see what she likes because it ends up in my closet. In one instance, I’ve always wanted a decent pair of khacki non cargo pants, like you might see someone wear to work or something; but mom will as me “Oh, do you want a pair of those?” in such a mocking and sarcastic tone of voice that saying “Yes” would have been insulting. I’ll wander around and look at the few things that interest me but I know that mom will just complain that it’s too long, too short, too tight, too something for me. Yes, I know that finding clothes for a tall skinny guy isn’t the easiest.. but I know they make clothes somewhere that fits me. My mom’s idea of “fitting” is pants barely touching your shoes, and a shirt that has the right sleeve length, she gives no consideration to how large the chest area is at all.. in some of these I could fit a pillow in my chest (maybe 2) and that really annoys me when I can’t tell where my body is and where the shirt is just poofing out.

Dad on the other hand, only buys sweatshirts and hoodies. Not that bad, right? Well, you have to take into account his sizing scheme which says that “tall” is just a lie so we should always by L or XL… those are just a tad to big for me in the chest again.. I guess that’s just a problem with being tall and thin. My dad also likes me to dress a certain way, he like button down shirts tucked in and button up to one button from the top… he’s just wierd. For example when he came home today the first thig he said was not “How are you” or “Hi” but rather “You’re not wearing socks, go put some on.” Just wierd like that….

Well, I know I can shop for myself but I don’t want to use my plastic or cash to pay for stuff, it’s much easier to use my parents money/plastic which then means they’re coming.. i just don’t know how to get a decent wardrobe for spring/summer… shorts are interesting to shop for.. i don’t know what I think of jean shorts… i don’t think i like that idea…

In other news, I can’t help but feel like I’ve sparked some kind of debate or fight and I feel bad about that. I’ve always just told how I’m feeling, but I’m not sure if that’s always the best thing. I know the truth had burned me in the past, and I just don’t want that to happen again. Mmmmm.. I dunno.. I’m gonna stop now…

Religion

March 26th, 2006 Posted in Mistakes, Problems, Stupid People | No Comments »

Today’s rant will be on religion… I don’t want this to come off as an attack on and specfic faiths or beliefs or what not, just thoughts from my head. This was mostly trigger by the fact that today is Sunday and that a correspondant on the CBS Morning Show hosted by some old guy who started talking about religion.

I’m at a point in my life where religion really doesn’t play a huge role. I find church on Sunday to be a waste of an hour and attending anything else is simply unnecessary. No, I’m not saying I don’t believe in god… but it’s getting to the point where the three year rotation of bible stories is getting old. Given, I understand that there cannot be any “new news” or updates to the bible, or at least I don’t think so.. well, maybe there could be.. i have no clue actually; but the Priest is also very boring and a general not nice guy.

Last year was my last year of CCD and I was getting confirmed… yahoo I thought, no more church for me! I would be taking religion into my “own hands” and my hands were not going to be driving myself to church on Sunday mornings. Unfortunately, when mom signed the Confirmation contract thingy that said this.. she had her fingers crossed or something because I still get dragged to church every Sunday. I think it was because my mom was raised in an enviroment where it was church or die. Her mom insisted on going to church in fear that god would smite them or something so my mom believes the same.

Yes, I’ve done the obvious and tried to talk to her about it and object nicely but that hasn’t worked. She always pulls the “while your still under 18 ur still under my control” garbage. Well, come Thursday, May 25, 2006 I will no longer be 18 so I guess it’ll be under my control. Actually, I know my mom and I know that won’t happen. She’ll turn it into a “while your living under this roof” or a “while we’re paying for your college” or even a “while your still my son”… maybe I’ll just get divorced from my mom… you can do that in NY (is that a hint I should go to RPI… i have no clue)

But it’s just frustrating, she always tells me that I’ll be getting more responsibility but that never happens, she promises that I’ll be able to stay out late or go wherever I want but there’s always a *, there’s always a clause, there’s always a but.

Ok, that drifted far from religion… back to conclude… Yes, I did get confirmed… and even better, it meant nothing to me. I can’t remember what my confirmation name is, I didn’t have a party or get treated to dinner, maybe $20 from the fam.. that’s it. I don’t see myself having any sort of religious revival in the next 5 years so I’m not going to try extra hard. Yes, I pray at night… especially when my chest feels like it’s getting cut with a knife when I breath in…. but my wierd medical stuff is a tale for another blog… I pray because it’s something I can do. It’s not structured at all, I saw what I want when i want, and get very sidetracked in between… sure, i throw in the occasional “Our father…” and “Hail mary..” but i start thinking of other things so i rarely finish the prayers.

Well, I’m bored of that topic so I’ll just throw some random stuff about the weekend.

I owe Katie 2 family events or potentially embarasing adventures of her choosing.. anything.. dinner, wierd dinner, any wierd thing with her rents.. i don’t care.. i owe her… because she went bowling with my dad, my brother, and I… pretty darn scarry because dad was driving.. he’s a good driver, but he listens to wierd radio and likes to ask questions… so does my mom… but I feel bad that my parents have had all this time to interogate Katie when her parents have seen me.. once? maybe two or three times in passing… i dunno, hopefully my parents will stop being so annoying.. I’ve just decided that my parents annoyingness is worse than Katies killer attack dog “Max”.. who has been nicknamed… umm.. killer attack dog… ok, I have no clue what it’s been nick named.. but it likes to attack. I figure that unlike my parents who can never run out of questions and comments, her dog can eventually stop hating me. Sometime.. someday… who knows…

In other news, the Vermont house is back in our possesion.. i.e the renters have left… my dad goes back to the doctor on Thursday.. possibly in Boston?

But that brings me to another topic, my parents are taking all this stress about the cancer out on me and kevy.. and since kevy is only playing his world or warcrack game.. they end up getting madder and yeah.. tensions are high I guess, so I just need to keep getting out…

In school it’s cram time for the AP tests… wahoo 🙁

College is still a tossup between RPI and WPI

World War III has broken out on my face… grr to me…

Ok, I’m out of ideas and things to say… again, feel free to leave comments or email me if u want to chat…

MidMorning Blog

March 23rd, 2006 Posted in Stupid People | No Comments »

It’s not that often that I blog midmorning or mid-school day or anything like that but today is one of those days where I have my two computer classes back to back so I’ve got 2 hours to burn.

Last night I couldn’t sleep at all, thinking about everything going on. I’m very confused. It seems my parents are punishing me instead of my brother and I’m not very pleased with it. Kevin got a bad grade on a math paper so my parents took his laptop away in an effort to “ban” him from the computer. Yes, it managed to reduce his computer time but in the process it’s annoying the heck out of me. He nows goes on my computer all the time, generally at times when I’d like to go on. And when I kick him off he sits on my bed and just stares at what I’m doing… it’s very uncomfortable to carry on an IM with someone if your brother is sitting there reading it. Yes, I tried talking to him about it.. but his defense is that this is a “family” computer, but I have mom and dad’s “ok” to kick him off.

I told him last night that if he didn’t get off when I asked I was going to be taking the cable modem with me when I go out so he can’t get on..

Ok, Time for breakfast.. expect more around 9:30