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Well, I was just thinking about when I realized that penises and relationships have one thing in common, just because theyre long doesnt mean theyre good.
Today is the first day of the New Year. This year will be better than the last. I hope, I mean, the years have just been flying by ever since seventh grade when I met all my really close friends. Since this journal is new and shit I need to fill it with some old memories really quick before I begin anything else. First off, Ill start with Melanie, I met her three years ago this May, May 1st to be exact. I remember, because Mel was sitting on her bike, waiting eagerly for Matt Wood to come and break up with her. She knew he was going to, so it was just a matter of time, I think a few of her first words to me were "Watch, hes gonna break up with me now." And he did. So Mel and I hung out for pretty much that whole week and got to know eachother and got boyfriends that were best friends just like us, and hung out with them the whole summer and up until now, even though the origional four is no longer in couple form. This brings me right along to Billy, who I met April 27th or 28th, while sitting outside Mike the Dykes house, and Jorge was hitting on me, and Billy ended up stopping him, and we're best friends today. Then there was good old Matt Loffredo, where would we be without him, he used to call me a gremlin, and I called him frogman, and we all called Melanie Marylin Manson, and Billy was the Gooney. Then our little group thats always been and always will until the end expanded, these people introduced me to many of my present day friends, Chuck! Where the hell would I be without Chuck to turn to on a boring day. Steve -O who stays in his house now, but we did have that one crazy summer in his backyard, throwing Obies shoe into the pool, and Renee stripping for us, Bill and Renee practically screwing behind the bush, The Grim Obie, spraying eachother with the hose, and Scoot with his buckles and space ship pants. Who could ever forget him and how he got sent away? I miss that man! And smoking in his backyard. With his canoe and bringing ducks onto the bus.
That was the same year I met Katherine. We met in school, she didnt like me because I wore socks on my arms, and I didnt like her because I thought she was a poser and I didnt know her. One day, somehow the two of us exchanged Screen Names and started talking online, ever since then it was like magic, we went to the Jersey Gardens Mall one day, and from then on we were best friends. The two of us would go to the mall everday and eat Wendy's Chili at our secluded table in the corner, we would make fun of Tila the Asian porn star, and flip coins to see who was the bigger jerk. Then I brought her to meet Billy and she became part of our little group, and Katie and me would do everything together. We would go to Steves and Chucks together, go to Billys together, eat chili together, go to the mall every day of every week, sit outside and smoke our cigarettes in unison. She took me to my first concert, the Warped Tour of 2002, we met Benji, Joel, and Billy from Good Charlotte, sadly "tap that shit" Paul wasnt around. We had some of the best times in that one day with Kristine, listening to The Casualties, "Its a Gang Bang." Fuck yeah.. Any way, Katie, Renee, (who at the time was a really close friend of mine since the seventh grade) and I would go see Steve every night, and Katies and my ultimate dream was to get fucked up together, so one night, Billy Gottlieb was there, and he had pot so we went in the woods and smoked out of the soda can bong, and we got fucked up and Billy burnt my arm, because hes a sick pothead, we also drank some of Obie's forty of Old English. Haha. I remember that night like it was yesterday.
So then we all went to High School, Renee to LaGuardia, Katie and Melanie to Wagner, and Me, Daria and the remainder of the 75 kids with the exception of a few to Tottenville.
75 is also where I met Daria, shes another best friend. I met her one day during French class in September of eigth grade. Mel, Billy, Pidgeon, and I were all walking down Woodrow road throwing eachother into cars, back when we had the tree house in the Aspen Knolls woods, I think we were either carting ply wood or heading to that field by the dump where all the rocks were, either way we were walking, and throwing eachother into cars.
The next day when I got to French class, before this me and Daria always smiled at eachother and waved "hi" back and forth, but on this particular day she asked me " wasnt that you throwing your friends into cars on Woodrow yesterday?" I was shocked so I said "Yeah, where were you?" she told me she saw us through her window and would I like to come over afterschool that day, I did, and I introduced her to Melanie and everybody and everybody fit in quite well and everything was fun.
So highschool split everyone up, and most of us dont see alot of eachother anymore, but I made alot of new friends when I went to Tottenville and made alot of new mistakes. Highschool was where I met some of the best friends Ill ever have, plus millions of old ones that I still love and others that I plain hate and wish would die, but I dont really wish death on anyone so I hope they stay alive.
Tonight I saw most of these people, and I just remembered how much they meant to me, and I had to verbalize it, and I figured the best way might be to start a new journal, just so I can put it on my profile and not worry about the bad, from now on its only the good.
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