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Some of the more comical events of my life. Awkward
Theropissed
Theropissed part 2- I see dead people
Tis the Season
Welcome Home Joel
Cross Roads
Family Jewels
Icy Hot
Fri 4/4/14 I finished up a bit early at work today, Tony, my boss told me to go ahead and take off. I didn’t argue or hesitate one minute. It was a beautiful warm, sunny spring day. The first bit of nice weather in quite some time. My initial thought was to head home, jump on the dirt bike and hit the trails. Soaring over ramps and flying through the mud pit on full throttle was like a need waiting to be fulfilled. However as I headed home and took note of the time there was another thought to enter my mind that far outweighed the rev of the dirt bike motor or the thrill of slicing through the air at top speeds. . .and trust me there is not much to supersede the need for speed.
I veered off the main road and headed towards the west side of town. I pulled around to the back parking lot of my old school. It felt odd being there, even though it was only a few short months ago that I was there every day. I passed the lower lot and headed up to the senior parking lot. I was lucky enough to find an open slot and pulled in. I couldn’t have planned it any better. From where I sat I had the perfect vantage point, I could clearly see Cassie’s car but the van I parked behind obscured any view she’d have of my truck.
I had plenty of time to kill before she’d be coming out, so I sat and listened to music and enjoyed the warm breeze that blew through the windows. It suddenly occurred to me just how tired I was. I let my eyes drift shut for a few moments. My relaxing state was soon interrupted by the sound of the release bell buzzing.
I sat up and kept watch for Cass. When I saw her walking down the path leading to the parking lot I stepped out of my truck, keeping myself from her view, I leaned against the truck and rang her phone.
“Hey,” I said as she answered.
“Hi,” She said with the brightest of smiles. IT is TRUE! I’ve often said I could practically hear the smile in her voice at times, witnessing it firsthand I can now say that I truly can. The realization had rendered me speechless for a moment as I stood there with a silly grin of my own. The brief silence prompted concern and I watched as her smile faded and worry washed across her face. “Nate?” she asked.
“Yeah, I’m here, sorry, a bit sidetracked. What you doing?”
“Ok, hmm, right now just heading to my car, we just got out. It’s beautiful today.” She looked up at the sky as she said it.
“I know right, ‘at’s kinda why I called.” I said keeping her in my sight while making my way around the side of another car and keeping myself out of her view.
“Really, why’s that?” She asked while shifting her book bag and digging for her keys. She withdrew the keys from her purse and they promptly tumbled from her hand to the ground. “Dang it!” She said with a huff then gracefully squatted to pick them up. I rather enjoyed the view.
“Amazing how you maintain such elegant, graceful poise even in times of clumsiness.” I teased.
“Oh, shut up,” she giggled. Comprehension sank in and she abruptly stopped. I heard the distinct intake of air. “Wait, where are you?”
I had already stealthily stepped out behind her. While disconnecting the call I wrapped my arm around her waist pulling her to my chest, and breathed in her ear “right here.” then planted a light trail of kisses on her neck.
I debated momentarily whether or not to increase the passion and bring the blood to the surface with a bit of light suction. But before I had the chance she twisted in my arms, bringing us face to face. She smiled that heart-stopping smile and locked her arms around my neck, then brought her lips to mine. It’s quite rare, but I let her take the lead on this one.
After a few moments I pulled back, cleared my throat and gave her an awestruck admiring look. “I should surprise you more often.” I said with a sly smile.
She bit her lower lip and bowed her head bashfully.
The even bigger surprise was that she didn’t have to work that afternoon.
I left the dirt bike sit idle that day and traded in ‘the need for speed’ for a leisurely walk along the lake with Cass.
Some of my offline hobbies and interest. 
I OWE A HUGE THANKS to the those who have read, liked and or commented on my journals. Its quite humbling yet flattering. (Still in shock) Never expected that it would go as far as it did (over 100 chapters of random events) nor did I ever expect anyone to read them, it was just a way for me to vent and recall events. Anyway HUGE thanks ppl. Summons the Chaos has topped GR's all time popular list!!
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Woah! :O I'll have to read it some time ;) Congrats
Alex & Grumpy. (It feels rude to call you grumpy. I don't even know you.) never really know what to say other than Thanks. So Thanks! By all means if you're bored and you have a chance or perhaps you find yourself in need of some bedtime reading, feel free to browse through them. (Theres over 100 chapters, quite a variety) Comment are welcome, though I'm a bit lax about replying sometimes.
6/7/14 So I’m my way home from work and I stop at one of those gas & go convenient store type of things..anyway I get out of the truck and go inside, make my purchase and as I open the door to exit the store this kid aprx 7 or 8 yrs old slams smack into the glass door. I’m like ‘Oh shit’ “are you ok dude?” I ask him…he’s trying to hold back the tears as he stands up rubbing a skinned elbow and then calls me a Mother F**ker. Lol then apparently his dad – who owns the shop, comes running out yelling something in a language I don’t speak or recognize. (but apparently his son speaks English quite well cus he had no problem using the term Mother F**ker in the correct context.) Meanwhile my friend Chris who was still sitting in the truck and took in the whole scene is dying laughing. I can only imagine the look on my face before I too started to crack up. I got back in the truck and the guy was still yelling something at me and shaking his fist in the air. Smh Its not like I aimed for the kid to ram into the door, how the hell was I suppose to know there was kid racing a scooter towards the door ppl are exiting out of?
'Summos the Chaos' closes out with a 112 chapters. Time to move onto other projects. Hopefully over the next several months I'll be able to complete the final revision of the book I wrote...*fingers crossed*
6/21/14 On holiday, coming down to the final hours with just me and Cass. Its been a great week. Something we both needed. We were finally able to just relax ..no thoughts of the past and no worries of the future, just her and I and the here and now. Today she shocked the hell out of me by wishing to try something new...the trying something new wasn't the shocker the activity she chose was. Surfing. smh considering snowboarding didn't go so well I was some skeptical. But I got to say, she did quite well. I got me a surfer babe. lol I was quite impressed. Surprisingly I'd never been surfing either so it was a new experience for both. We had a lot of laughs and a great time, and after only one session she was up and riding the waves in...almost made me look bad. I would trade a hundred tomorrows for another day like today. It was damn near close to a perfect day....Tomorrow we meet up with the rest of my family for the second leg of this holiday. As they say..all good things must come to an end. Sad how that is. Cruel at times. C'est la vie
6/27/14 Ok, I HATE shopping but I think I would have rather gone with the girls to the outlets opposed to standing on this pier holding a fishing rod. smh 'Here fishy, fishy' ...there is definitely a fine btw fishing and just standing around with a pole, looking like an idiot. I feel like an idiot. This SUCKS! BORING! ...so much for male bonding. I'm 'bout ready to through my brother over the railing into the water, just for the hell of it, and well, cus it'd be a lot more entertaining than fishing. Plus he's getting on my nerves. Dad and Uncle Richard are involved in some deep lab gab conversation . .Its best not to speak cus I fear if I do, I'll draw attention to myself and then their topic of conversation may be turned towards me. Soooo I'll just sit here and hold my pole over the water - which by the way I am well aware no longer has any bait on it but I really don't care to catch a fish anyway - Although, maybe if they catch something this torment will end? Meanwhile its just me and my thoughts and ALex's repeated attempts to engage me in a convo. I kinda just want to be left alone.
This has been a grand holiday, I really have no reason to complain and yet the last day or so I find myself just not able to enjoy it. Idk its like when things are going too good I get this weird anxious feeling that wells up. Like waiting for the ax to drop...I suppose I'm so use to the good and the bad being mixed that when there is an abundance of good I feel . . .guilty? idk it makes me uncomfortable. Am I the only one that gets like that? I keep thinking something not so good is going to happen.
Yesterday we went ziplining, that was AWESOME!! mum screamed the entire way, it was hysterical. Cass had a blast as well. Its been really cool experiencing new things with her, some have been a first for both of us and some I've done b4 but seeing her face light up and watching her was almost like experiencing it for the first time all over again, like parasailing. She absolutely loved that.
....WAs that thunder? PLEASE let it downpour so this fishing thing can end. I suppose I should reserve my battery, it might be long day and let's face it, not much excitement fishing, I may need this phone later.
7/11/14 First actual dream. Weird as hell. There was this runaway train being pulled by a school bus. Yeah I'd like to see them try and interpret that one. smh
The BOOK (Title to be disclosed later) https://www.goodreads.com/story/show/...
first chapter and a few excerpts
I live for the here and now, cus the past is already dead and gone and tomorrow isn't promised. ~~ ME
Awesome! I thank all those who've read, liked and commented. https://www.goodreads.com/story?filte...
Can we keep it up top?! (Is that wrong?...I'm humbled but ecstatic at the same time.)
Seether ~~ "Nobody Praying For Me"I’m a whisper lost upon wind
I’m the ember that will burn you down
I’m the water that will drown you
I’m a star that’s just a black hole now
I’m a terrifying danger
I’m fruit decaying on the ground
I’m a swallower of anger
I’m the tree that falls and makes no sound
I make no sound…
‘Cause if I stand up, I’ll break my bones
And everybody loves to see a fall unfold
Ain’t nobody giving up, ’cause nobody gives a fuck
Stand up and break my bones
Everybody wants what they just can’t hold
There’s nobody praying for me
I am fungus in the forest
I’m a lizard with a poison tongue
I’m the child in the manger
I’m the one who sacrificed his son
Rust is showing on my armor
I am wheezing like an old man… done
I’m a product of my anger
I’m the bullet in a loaded gun
Stand up, I’ll break my bones
And everybody loves to see a fall unfold
Ain’t nobody giving up, ’cause nobody gives a fuck
Stand up and break my bones
Everybody wants what they just can’t hold
There’s nobody praying for me
‘Cause if I stand up, I’ll break my bones
And everybody loves to see a fall unfold
Ain’t nobody giving up, ’cause nobody gives a fuck
Stand up and break my bones
Everybody wants what they just can’t hold
There’s nobody praying for me
(There’s nobody praying for me)
There’s nobody praying for me
11/28/14“Watch that tone lad,” His voice was gruff and held an authoritative edge. I was momentarily stunned, rare to hear such an unforgiving tone coming from my Uncle.
“What?! all I said was..”
“It’s not the words,it’s the manner in which you spoke them,”
“whatever,” the word was accompanied this with an exaggerated roll of my eyes, meant to piss him off even more. He stood there for a second then suddenly lunged forward and rounded the kitchen island, I took off down the hall, craning my neck over my shoulder to keep an eye on his progression and laughing at his attempt.
“Go Scallywag!” My brother called from the kitchen. This only made me laugh even more. It’s quite difficult to run at full speed while laughing your ass off.
The phrase scallywag has been a source of entertainment all week; it came about one morning when I was in a rather obnoxious mood and sought to amuse myself by irritating others. My Uncle Richard happened to be my target that day. Not the target I normally go for but I suppose I was feeling a bit gutsy and up for a challenge. After a bit of annoyances I had gotten the better of him. He’s normally quite patient though I suppose the lack of substance in his system combined with the early hour made my goal a bit easier. As he geared up to call me what I can only presume was a ‘son of a bitch’ mum had entered the kitchen. The hesitation at the ‘s’ syllable was quite notable. Being a gentleman he did not wish to offend her nor would he use such foul language in her presence. My brother and I roared with laughter as the term ‘scallywag’ fell from his angered lips and mum gave him an odd look. Henceforth my brother has found it quite amusing to use the term of endearment whenever the opportunity presented itself.
Racing down the hall, while my Uncle walked at a brisk pace, I laughed to myself thinking he’d never catch up to me, just as I rounded the corner I slammed right into my father. It was like hitting a fricken wall. I literally bounced backwards, lost my footing on the edge of the rug and fell to the floor.
I could hear my brother practically choking on his drink as he fell out laughing at the scene. which I have to admit was probably quite comical.
Laid out flat on my back rubbing the back of my head my uncle bent over me and said. “That’s karma lad, she’s not one to mess with.”
“Karma my arse that was all dad,”
“Him too.”
2015 - My wish...though I'll need a bit of help, is that 'summons the chaos' holds its place on the 'all time list' (A bit conceited?...) well anyway, if you know of anyone who might like to read a few chapters and might find it likeable send them the links to your favourite chapters BUT NO PITY LIKES...they honestly must like what they've read in order to click *like* & comments are always good feedback...I also hope that my book will make the list a few times. Heres to 2015 - Live well
2/8/15 Nothing sets me in a foul mood quicker than being woke up abruptly and unexpectedly. I had a rough go at getting to sleep to begin with. Last look at the clock it read 3:44 AM Finally I drifted off only to be woke up at 7:33 by this fricken creepy robotic voice repeating "Low Battery" over and over again. THANKS for the warning of nonexistent danger. The voice came from the smoke/carbon monoxide detector. Why can't these things be timed to go off at a more practical time? I mean seriously! I had to get a chair to get it down off the ceiling, then I couldn't get the backing off to get the battery out to shut it up so I flung it across the room like frisbee. I finally shut up. However now I have to replace not only the battery but the device. & To top it off my g/f cat is now scared to death and won't stop pacing around and meowing by the door waiting for Cass to come home. Today does NOT look to be a promising day thus far. GRRRR *this concludes my mini rant of the morning*
don't mind me I was just in a fowl mood earlier...the comment was cus I forget I have this thread and hardly comment here.
Oh....
:)
You're writing is really REALLY amazing
:)
You're writing is really REALLY amazing
thanks. What have you read? If you don't mind my asking, I like to know which aspects of my writing ppl are drawn to most.
I've read only a bit of Summons the Chaos but my favorite so far is definitely the therapist ones....they actually made me laugh and it was amazing
Cool, you like the comical ones. Thanks, even my more serious ones have a bit of humour...it just who I am. Sarcastic.
anyway thanks again. Hope you read more, don't be afraid to comment and only click the like button if you actually like it.
Yeah, I do. I wouldn't click it if I didn't. XD
I also like how you put your thoughts or...idk like things in it, where you normally write in parenthesis or those things **
Anyways, I hope you keep writing, it's very enjoyable.
I also like how you put your thoughts or...idk like things in it, where you normally write in parenthesis or those things **
Anyways, I hope you keep writing, it's very enjoyable.
gtk I'll keep that in mind, sometimes I debate whether to leave it in or not, cus I wonder if it confuses ppl.
I just finished summons the chaos, the last chapter was posted sometime this summer. Idk how much you've followed but I think I've left it at a reasonable enough spot, most of the questions my readers had were answered by the end.
I've been trying to revise/re-edit the book I wrote. Its an endless and daunting task. My hope was that if I stopped writing I'd be more likely to focus on this...it hasn't quite worked that way.
Oh...
I think it actually helps make it better although I'm not quite sure why...
Congratulations! :)
I haven't read a ton but I love what I have read so far.
Awh.....yeah I feel like editing would be the most annoying, but maybe you could do both? A bit of writing and then perhaps realize if you wanna change something or.....idk..
I think it actually helps make it better although I'm not quite sure why...
Congratulations! :)
I haven't read a ton but I love what I have read so far.
Awh.....yeah I feel like editing would be the most annoying, but maybe you could do both? A bit of writing and then perhaps realize if you wanna change something or.....idk..
gtk. always good to hear some one else's view point. thanks.
Not exactly, what I meant was that I need to stop writing 'summons the chaos' or anything new for GR so I could focus on the book. My journals were always ...idk therapeutic in a way, plus it was great practice to enhance my writing, but meanwhile my book sat idle. I really need to do something with it. But yeah I have had to rewrite a lot of it and the bad thing is that my style has changed so drastically from the time I first wrote it til now that when I go back and make any changes to the book I fear in the end it is going to seem as though two different ppl wrote it. Odd, maybe I'm just overthinking it. Thanks for the advice and your critiques
Ohh....
That sorta sucks, I get what you mean. Maybe if you reread things or try to go back to what it was like during your first style of writing you could tweak a few things and make it a more fluent change if it needs to be...
Yeah no problem.
That sorta sucks, I get what you mean. Maybe if you reread things or try to go back to what it was like during your first style of writing you could tweak a few things and make it a more fluent change if it needs to be...
Yeah no problem.
Actually just found this message from mum on my phone this morning, its from over a month ago.smh (Jan 24th) This is a condensed version.Morning Love, I know this is a day you'd rather not acknowledge but I will always remember it. You ARE worthy of this world and all it has to offer Nathaniel, never forget that. You've been through so much and still have so much to give. I couldn't be more proud of the young man you are becoming and I have no doubt the best of life is yet to come for you. I love you. Happy Birthday.
Mum
PS: I am going to be LAME as you would say, though I couldn't resist. I heard this song the other day and haven't stop listening to it since. It reminded me so much of you, the things I would want for you or wish to say. One lyric in particular stands out.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KINfQ...
(The lyric she's referring to - 'I owned every second that this world could give, I saw so many places, the things that I did, Yeah, with every broken bone, I swear I lived.')
she can be lame and drive me insane but over all I couldn't have a better mum. (Hey the rhymes)
...thanksbtw, that's a forbidden word- sweet.
Eek!
Okay it's um very amazing and nice..
Okay it's um very amazing and nice..
I can deal that. as long as 'nice' is not in association with me.
Yay...
XD nope it's to your mother hehhe
XD nope it's to your mother hehhe
Mod
that's allowable. and I'll agree she is.
Rocks can be nice...they have feelings too...
Cαiтℓуn ~ Get Control ~ wrote: "Nate's as nice as a rock."that made me laugh, even though its probably true
Why Weren't You There? wrote: "Rocks can be nice...they have feelings too..."sad, all those rocks I've thrown at the passing freight trains or skipped across the lake. They must hate me.
Nate wrote: "Why Weren't You There? wrote: "Rocks can be nice...they have feelings too..."
sad, all those rocks I've thrown at the passing freight trains or skipped across the lake. They must hate me."
*gasps*
The horror....
sad, all those rocks I've thrown at the passing freight trains or skipped across the lake. They must hate me."
*gasps*
The horror....
it's personal
Books mentioned in this topic
Brother (other topics)Artful (other topics)
While some journal entries are humorous there are some that are of a more serious nature as well. Life isn't always comical sometimes it just downright bloody well sucks.
Reader discretion is advised.
*PG 15 Some entries may contain mild cursing & mature subject matter.
*The author can not be held liable for the corruption of innocent minds,read at your own risk. jk
Summons the Chaos – Nate’s Journal