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I came back to Winer Springs this week. It was just like old times. All the personalities of the group were back together and it was as if we never left. It's weird how that is. I was talking with a good friend about it and he said that these will be some of the best times you will have with these friends. I agree with that statement, I think that this break and Christmas will be some of the greatest times with my home friends. It is like we where at a point and everyone broke away from that point, yet after time we have come exactly back to that same point, like a stretched out oval. We have drifted, but not so much that we aren't friends anymore. Sometimes I wonder what is that limit where the oval stretches out to where you aren't as close of friends anymore. Oh well, I just hope these aren't the best times with friends cause they will be the last real time we have together as a group. Oh well. It was good to see my parents. Although my mom did remodeled my room to a guest like room, which was just alittle weird. I read or was told that it was bad for parents to do that first semester to their kids when they are at college cause then they have lost their sense of home. I guess I have no home. My mom has been asking me like a million questions about everything and my dad has asked just the same question over and over. It's kinda odd. My great aunt and uncle are staying here for Thanksgiving. My uncle reminds me of myself sometimes with his selfless devotion to his wife. I wanna ask him if it is worth it, because my aunt is somewhat of a crazy old lady that really is completely dependent on her husband. I love talking to Uncle Chuck about his war stories. He fought during WWII at the battle of the bulge and has a silver star for his efforts. It is always bittersweet when they visit since my aunt will embaress me no doubtly at a restaurant cause she will wear a bid and steal all the bread and ask if she can buy the waiter's shirt, but i get to talk to my uncle. If I get old as they are I hope that I'm the one that is still together mentally and not some human that just exists to eat and buy shit from crackle barrel. I actully miss Wake. I am just too accustom to the college lifesyle. I get to go back Saturday and look foreword to finals. yay.
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[18 Oct 2004|11:48pm] |
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I guess it is true, you can never really go home again.
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[05 Oct 2004|02:27pm] |
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Here is a wonderful poem written by Babcock's own Joey Rogan:
Ode to Homework
It’s four in the morning,
Of a day that was jammed,
With Halo and Football,
And Ramen in hand.
I did nothing today,
But sleep and relax,
If I was Amish,
I would have played Jacks.
So as I sit,
And reminisce,
I think about,
The great things I’ve missed.
While I did nothing,
And took my time,
My fellow classmates,
Did the homework assigned.
O homework put off,
I despise thee so dearly,
I have never hated another,
Not even close nor nearly.
Homework so bitter,
Corrupt, and unjust,
You wretched excuse,
To gain a teacher’s trust,
You take painstaking hours,
From my oh so short youth,
If you were food or drink
I would most certainly spew.
If you were a drug,
I would likely be stoned,
A case full of beers,
Some random chick would get boned.
So I say screw you damn homework,
For keeping me up at night,
You were born the whore of existence,
Who has never been tight.
Rogan
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| College Life |
[04 Oct 2004|08:18pm] |
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Well it's been about 2 months in college now, and all I can say is that it's everything I imagined it to be. The dorm life is great. I'm friends with pretty much my whole hall and we do everything together. Classes are harder than I thought, then I realize it's Wake Forest. This weekend all my friends from Winter Springs came back home and hung out together. It kinda made me sad since I was one of the few that wasn't there. I miss my friends from back home. You can't just drop that strong of a bond that we all had. I visited Dan at Duke last weekend and it was great to see an old friend, but made me think of everyone else I left behind. It's funny cause when you come to college you start with a new clean slate. No one knows you. No one knows your personality, your background, your story. You decide who you are. The funny thing with me was that I didn't change who I was. I could be the tough jackass that gets all the drunk ass chicks by just ignoring them and treating them like shit, but I am not that. I can only be me. I guess it is better. Just same me, different place. The people that I keep most in touch with are the ones that I knew that I would still talk to. It's funny that I predicted who they would be. There are people here that I already know that I will be friends with throughout college. Parties here are great. I usually hang with the Babcock girls at parties, one in particular that makes everything interesting. She is weird in a good way and that's why we connect. I don't open up to many people, only my good friends from back home really know the real me, and I'm starting to do that with her. It's a good feeling to have an actual conversation with someone. College is great too since all that damn high school drama shit is gone. People are just better. At night I dream of the lost oppurtunities. I know that I will always have someone when I come back home and that's a conforting feeling. Now though I am a established Babcock Boy from the Hall of Fame. Oh yeah, the name I go by here is OD. I have been simplified to two simple letters to get out of the sea of Mikes. Well I have to do a Bio lab so I must finish this up. I will hopefully update more often. I miss you all back in FL.
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[17 Aug 2004|07:39pm] |
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Goodbye Winter Springs!
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[11 Aug 2004|06:25pm] |
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So I leave Tuesday. Anyone up for casual, no strings-attached sex?
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[07 Aug 2004|01:01am] |
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If time were a mere wheel, repeating itself over again
My patience would remain for a repeat in rotation.
Cyclical reason would tease my hope with another chance,
As maybe this time everything will be in place.
Yet time moves not in a circle but in a line,
So I straighten my path, walking foreword.
Looking ahead toward opportunity,
Instead of turning to reminiscent path of familiarity.
Pushing foreword the timeline to better light,
Yet still remembering past warmth,
I am ready.
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| Unfamilar Demons |
[04 Aug 2004|11:24pm] |
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The summer does things to people. It makes them act unusual, which really means everyone is raging with hormones with every intention to find someone to connect with. This summer for me has been a a rollarcoaster of sorrow, bliss, and guilt. Maybe it's because I'm leaving in under 2 weeks, but I think I need to straight my shit out before it ends. I have taken that first step by reconciling a friendship but yet to have faced my disgrace. I really don't like what I am right now so I have to do something to change, although I know it won't be the same like I wish it could. I never imagined myself in the position that I am in right now. I think that I'm a good person yet seem to fail myself for the first time. Everything is so confusing because of the reality that I am leaving soon. It fucks everything up. It jump starts relationships, yet brings ambiguity to the lines of attraction and reason. It makes situations not wanted but yet desired because of the curiosity and "what if" scenarios. Although it seems negative at times, it helps me remember to not get attached because that will lead to a greater heartache, yet right now I feel like the shit that I am. So here I am. Standing on the edge of summer, with hopefully a better understanding of myself and more experience to boost my confidence. It's hitting me hard that leaving for college. I thought I be ready but that is naive. Still I'm looking for to it. So this is my last 12 days, if you really want to tell me something important before I leave time is quickly coming to an end, so just say it. Now to bed for the twisting of my stomach and another sleepless night.
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[09 Jul 2004|07:19pm] |
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Dear Postman,
Please fall out of your little car while giving me my mail and quickly get up before anyone sees your embarrassing sight like i did more often. You made my day.
xoxo
Mike
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[08 Jul 2004|10:47am] |
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Yesterday was a great day. Kim had the wonderful idea to start hanging out earlier to get more out of the day. So people slowly showed up at her house around 1, and we played v-ball and swam. Then we all went to taco bell to get some eats, and we were all graced by yet another dan pun. Came home shortly and after arguing with my parents, I went up to Jeremiahs with the lovely Caitlin. At night, I went bowling with everyone, which is always entertaining esp when there are sex incentives. It was cute to see Margarita and her bf acting so close in public. He's not a bad guy, still I will be jealous. Besides the crazy girl that kept on fixing our collars in a weird way, i def thought we were the people that everyone wanted to be in that bowling alley. Props to Gary and Sean for being the elite 22. After bowling everyone was itching to play poker but no one had chips so we were just hanging out at gurley's house doing nothing until we found boxing gloves. I didn't want to fight at first, but then decided why not after sitting around just talking about it. My first fight with nick was an unfair one, since i was just too tall for his reach. My fight with Chris though was awesome, we both connected some blows but we were both kinda tired. I really didn't know who won, but that just means we will have to settle it later. Caitlin showed up later with Kimi which was the pleasant surprise before the nights end. At night I went home and talked to Kim b/c she is IN (thats right mother fuckers if your not IN you don't get a fucking awesome night time phone call from me) and finally went to bed around 3. Great day considering most days, everyone sits around for couple hours and finally does something at 9 only to be bored with no where to go. Ideas for future plans: Trotwood day, seaworld, canoing, swingers party (thanks to VH1 and caitlin), boxing/wrestling
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| Following the Trend |
[08 Jul 2004|10:00am] |
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A-Age: 18
B-Band listening to right now: Modest Mouse
C-Career of the future: Boxer
D-Dad’s Name: William James
E-Easiest person to talk to: Caitlin
F-Favorite song of the moment: "Staying Alive"// Cursive
G-Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms?: Sour gummys no matter what kind
H-Hometown: The Springs
I-Instruments: Clarinet, thats right bitches
J-Job title: Water tester Engineer/ Stain Expert Coordinator
K-Kids: I travel across the country making babies
L-Last person you talked to on phone: Kim
M-Mom’s name: Wanda (changed it to Sue)
N-Number of siblings: One, its great i can never screw up worse than him
O-Oldest sibling: Patrick (call him Will or he will attack you)
P-Phobia(s): I have a fear of regret and waking up one realizing i haven't lived my life
Q-Favorite quote: "What's the point of living if you don't have a dick?." - DD
R-Reason to smile: b/c she makes me laugh
S-Something you do for fun: Anything with my friends, be bored with friends is better than being bored alone
T-Time you wake up: 12 or bust
U-Unknown fact about me: I will always understand
V-Veggies you hate: Peas
W-Worst habit: Overanalyzing everything, but im getting better at that and wearing my heart on my sleeve
X-X-Rays you’ve had: Teeth, ankle, and ribs
Y-Yummy food: Taco Bell, subway, quizznos, chillis desert, oreos, cheezits, watermellon, sandwichs, ice cream bars, mom's cookin, and doughnuts
Z-Zodiac sign: Pieces
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[30 Jun 2004|07:52pm] |
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i got 99 problems but a bitch aint one.
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[28 Jun 2004|10:56pm] |
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i will look back at all this one day and laugh. i mean how could someone be so dumb for so long as i have been. the truth was always in my face, just i failed acknowledge it. the persistence of hope and blindingness of love allowed me to fall victim again to selfishness of a girl. seriously though, right now i dont care. im just glad its over and i know. too long have i felt sorrow. too long i set others in front of me. i think my heart has become too cold to love anyone but myself. so for now that is what i need to do. fuck the needs of anyone else. i need to happy. im tired of feeling sorry. so im not. because no one else ever is. i hope you took advantage of my infinite understanding and faithful dependability, because im that no more. and so i continue to harden...
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[16 Jun 2004|02:08am] |
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there is only one person i can spend more than 16 hours in one day with after 3 days of seeing them everyday, and enjoy every minute of it. i love you christine.
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| i give in |
[12 Jun 2004|02:15am] |
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Poor Catullus, you must stop being silly,
and count as lost what you see is lost.
Once the sun shone bright for you,
when you would go whither your sweetheart led,
she who was loved by me as none will ever be loved.
Then there took place those many jolly scenes
which you desired nor did your sweetheart not desire.
Truly the sun shone bright for you.
Now she desires no more: do you too, weakling, not desire;
and do not chase her who flees, nor live in unhappiness,
but harden your heart, endure and stand fast.
Goodbye, sweetheart. Catullus now stands fast:
he will not look for you or court you against your will.
But you will be sorry when you are not courted at all.
Wretch, pity on you! What life lies in store for you!
Who will come to you now? Who will think you pretty?
Whom will you love now? Who will people say you are?
Whom will you kiss? Whose lips will you bite?
But you, Catullus, be resolute and stand fast.
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| Marry, Bang, or Kill |
[04 Jun 2004|08:55pm] |
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Today was great. I went to the beach with gary and kim and had a fun time. The highlight of the day was defintely a game kim told me and gary about that i guess girls play all the time at sleep-overs. It's like "who would you rather do" but has more. You have to pick three people and for each one you have to assign to marry, bang, or kill. So all three people each have an assignment. It sounds simple but when you get better combinations it gets a little tricker. I will start it off with the three girls that usually always show up together and show you how it is done.
People: Erin, Jenn, and Laura
Marry: Laura
Bang: Jenn
Kill: Erin
Those are my picks. Express yours and then come up with more combinations!
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[31 May 2004|08:03pm] |
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There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all
And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night
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