Date:	2005-01-03 19:37
Subject:	Ha. Hahaha.
Security:	Public
Mood:	excited
Music:	Evil Deeds - Eminem.

Been a while since I've updated. Nothing new. I got lotsa cool stuff for Christmas, including:
Encore.
Headphones.
Digital Camera.
A BARREL OF MONKIES OMFG.
A microphone. for computer.
Glass chess set.
Marine Sharpshooter 2.
Blank cd's.
48756437856874395685 x chocolate.
Clothing.
An electric shaver.
A fucking awesome new years. XD

So I went to Shelby's on Christmas eve. Lotsa fun. Won't get into detail, because it involves *censored* and her brother threatening my life. XD Had Shelby over lots, twas much fun. Watched Harry Potter, played San Andreas.

New Years Eve was most interesting. Shelby was over for most of the day, didn't do much. Went to Brian's, I got pissy because they were flirting massively. Got over it once we went home. And I'm not going to say anything about the part where we drove her home, because, no. XD
School sucks.
Your most fucked up friend,
Chris.

ALL OF MY FUCKING FRIENDS ARE ATTENTION WHORES. HONESTLY. They worry about no one but themselves constantly, they make everyone feel sorry for them by cutting themselves, whining how their life is so horrible, or getting into a relationship, which they have no intention of keeping for a fraction of a second, so they can break up with them so they can get 3 seconds of god damn sympathy!! One of my friends is pregnant (Do I believe it? not for a second). Two of them are suicidal. Sorry, three. One has a broken hand and is milking it for all it's worth, and tries to fight people with it so he can be the cool, tough kid that is always hitting on girls. These people really need to learn to be considerate of everyone, not trying to always make everyone focus on them. Fucking hell they're all headed for the grave, and I'll be the one who puts them there, dancing like a maniac because they drove me absolutely insane.

God that felt good.
Your most fucked up friend,
Chris.

Been hella long since I've updated. Yay. Everybody do a really dumb dance.. Or not.

I made the football team. I started out as linebacker, then moved back to Defensive Half, but I was also playing as Safety. Now I'm starting as defensive tackle. I must be really good. Yeehaw. Anyways. I haven't been in any fights since I started high school. Bloody hell that's torture. I am in a school of pussy-whipped horny guys (Yeah I might be one of them) but at least I have a LITTLE bit of testosterone. I have alot of new friends. And I love htem all. Because they are god. Alright. Maybe not love, but still.

I have reached a milestone in my life.

I.
Have.
Watched.
The Girl Next Door.
Yeah I'm lame. Go away. Right now I am sick, and my lung capacity is shrunk by like, 30% and I might walk to the hospital because my dad would tell me to 'suck it up' or 'Chris you're not getting out of school tomorrow.'

I need ideas for Hallowe'en costumes. I am thinking about the Coca Cola bear. Or i could be a boxer. That would ward off all the creepy people that want to molest little childrens.

Nothing new with my mother. Still a drunk, whiny, mouthy, annoying, self-absorbed bitch. :D:D

That's it.
Go Away.
From your most fucked up friend,
Some Random Kid On The Street.

Date:	2004-09-01 20:30
Subject:	I dunno.
Security:	Public
Mood:	ecstatic
Music:	Adrenaline.

How fun. I am updating because Sheby told me to. Anyways, last night I got my green belt at judo. I wasn't really expecting it, but then my dad got his brown belt. I was surprised alot there. Oh, yeah, forgot about what happened on Tuesday.

I went to Wal-Mart, and met Steph and Shelby there. We got some food at Rotten Ronnie's, then walked to the park, which was funny, because Shelby was soaking wet by the time we left. I went to pick her up and drop her in the water again, but I lost my balance, fell and dropped her. I didn't feel like a moron at all.

Anways, watching tennis is fun. Maria Sharapova should wear a black thong under the outfit she's wearing, that would be funny.

Date:	2004-08-22 22:48
Subject:	Birthday.
Security:	Public
Mood:	content
Music:	Habby Birthday --who the hell wrote that song?

It was my motherfucking bithday today. Today I am god. Bow to me. Anyways, I got 60 dollars in cash and 15$ for HMV. I am very happy about that. Thank you to everybody who gave me a happy birthday, and thank you to everyone that came over and made this the best birthday I've had yet. :D

Shelby was over. Oh dear god it was embarassing. My family is crazy. They are psychotic. I could go on forever about how they embarassed me. She didn't seem to mind though. Rawr. We played basketball. My shoe ripped. I need new shoes. People went swimming, in otherwords, Brian, Bill and shawn went swimming. I didn't and neither did Shelby. Because she was to stupid to bring a bathing suit when I told her that people wanted to go swimming. Oh well. Hahaha. Didn't think Shelby saw how scared I was on that edge. The water treatment plant on Bath Road, well, there is an edge on it. I crossed the bars. I regretted that. No one saw, but I was scared shitless. Oh well. We went home, and played Manhunt with the local small children. They suck, but corner you when it's like 9825387563287532098759843032 on 4 (Shawn didn't play).

I will leave you hanging, and guessing at what we did next. I can say it was quiet, and very relaxed. (Rules out sex).
From your most fucked up friend,
Chris.

Date:	2004-08-18 17:14
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	infuriated
Music:	I don't give a shit, pick a song.

Okay. Was at the mall with Moran and Shelby. Morgan kept leading us into these girls stores that I did not want to go in. Thats fine, so I sat down, and let those two do what they wanted. After a while, Morgan kept saying I looked pissed, which I wasn't at that point. She kept looking around for a few guys that were in the mall. She started following a few of them, and I finally said "Fuck this shit." And left. Didn't even say bye to Shelby, which is why I'm pissed at myself. Sorry Shelby. :( Now I'm a little worried she's going to stay pissed at me for that. Well, I hope not. I need to vent. Im leaving.
From your most fucked up friend,
Chris.

Date:	2004-08-17 08:58
Subject:	Someone's Going To Die.
Security:	Public
Mood:	pissed off
Music:	Mortal Kombat. >:)

Fucking parents. My mom's bitching at my dad to go the Canada's Wonderland. My dad says that we need to fix the exhaust on the car before we do. And he doesn't know where to go because he's never been there. My mom hasn't been there either, and refuses to drive in Toronto. I want to fucking bring Shelby, but they're like, "If we go, and she can pay her own way, she can come." FUCK YOU PARENTS!!!! God dammit. I can't wait til I get a job, then I can tell my parents to go fuck themselves when they threaten me with "Oh are you sure you want to go to this? You aren't acting like it."
Wow. How fucking fun will it be going on a rollercoaster by myself. Woptee-doo. Or however the fuck you spell it. I don't give two shits. I haven't been this pissed off since I lost my first judo tournament. Heads are going to fucking roll tonight, I can't wait til Judo.
From your most fucked up friend,
Chris.
P.S. IM GOING TO FIGHT MY DAD AT JUDO TONIGHT!

Im home now. Yay. My cousin is here. Im listening to music. Anyways, my week at my grandparents was fun. I did work, and I ate lots of food, and pissed people off. I have a talent with that. My cousin is a pansy. He would not do judo with me all week, because he's a weak, skinny little bastard. :) I am going crazy, because I miss someone. It's horrible. I don't like feeling crazy, because it's not good and it's emotion. I don't like showing emotion, as some of you people can tell. Anyways, I miss Shelby alot. Im listening to Linkin Park. And will be bored for hours on end now that I'm home. (Happy Laura? :P).
From your most fucked up friend,
Chris.

Date:	2004-08-05 20:45
Subject:	Just because.
Security:	Public
Mood:	pleased
Music:	Headstrong - Trapt

Okay. I'm doing this because Shelby said she would kill me if I dont. So here is my update. I was at Shelby's place today,and we whipped a water bottle around. It hit my head, and hurt like a focker. I laughed most of the time, but i was about to freak. Do I need anger management? So, we went to the park, and stayed there for hours. We swung on swings, had a contest to see who could hold onto the monkey bars the longest. And Shelby showed a little something to the little kids in the park, and the grandmother. I got back from Judo today, and I THREW MY DAD TWICE! FUCKING RIGT DOGGIE.
From your most fucked up friend, :)
Chris.

Date:	2004-07-31 20:22
Subject:	From worst, to best.
Security:	Public
Mood:	accomplished
Music:	My song - Chris Amos.

Wow. Shitty beginning of the day, great ending. :D I was at my cousin's las night, crashed there. I woke up to clean up dog shit and answer the phone. I went home around two, so my mom went grocery shopping. That's where my day started to improve. Wicked-awesome. Anyways, about two minutes from now is where my day hit a high note. :P I got the balls to ask out Shelby, but I really didn't because I did it online. >.o I'm such a pansy and a dork.

Thats it. From your most fucked up friend, :)
Chris.

Date:	2004-07-29 23:59
Subject:	I SUNK YOUR BATTLESHIT!
Security:	Public
Mood:	amused
Music:	The Bad touch -Bloodhound Gang

Harold and Kumar is very funny. I want to see that movie again and again, because it was fucking hilarious. I liked the wife that was with the guy with the boils, she was fuckin smokin'. I wanted to squeeze her boobs. And the diarrhea twins almost made me pis my pants. That was hilarious.
Anyways, some fucked up shit is happening. Apparently, Samantha (Jess' sister) like's me, and it's really creepy. I don't want to be mean, and say she's too young, or call her a ho or anything, but I'm not going to go out with her. Anyways. I like Shelby. Alot. Stephanie is cool, Laura is cool, and Brittany is cool. shelby = My bestest friend. I've told her shit I've not told ANYONE else. I'm confused about something, however. I was reading people's Blurty's, and I came across Shelby's, and it says she's jealous of Jess. Beats me as to why, but yunno. That's the way guys are, retarded.
I'm going to be doing HTML for my dad, for practice and to get a bit of money off Amazon. Amazing wicked awesome. Money for typing shit. That's like paying a blonde to be dumb. Oh, and don't turn your knob to bob. Bob wants to give you head, guys, stay away from him.

MARIO KART IS THE BEST GODDAMN GAME ON THE PLANET! Yeah, I'm a loser, sue me. Anyways, I was gonna call my friend Mitch when I got up and see if he wanted to go get in a fight with some people,but my friend Bill was over. And yeah. He's a pansy, and can't watch his own back. Anyways, I got my Eminem Show CD working. It was dirty as hell, but I don't care. I think my dad's gone crazy, assholes. I went to judo today, and I got really pissed off because I couldn't throw my dad. As to why I got mad, no one will know. My dad is 6'1" and 180 pounds, like I have a snowball's chance in hell of winning against him though. BUT I ALMOST DID. Ha, there's this Eli guy I talk to on MSN, who lives in Oregon. He's a pastor, and keeps trying to convince me that god will show himself to me. I'm like.. "Yeah, well that is bullshit." I'm sorry to any of my religious friends, but that's my belief. Relgion and belief is bullshit.

Fuck her. I can find someone better. And even if I don't, she'll go to someone who won't ever give two shits and pay no attention to her whatsoever. I'm not going to gut myself or do some stupid shit because somebody could care less what I do. I can think of a couple people that faintly give a shit about me, and if they don't, fuck them too. I'm more or less focused on what I want to do in my life as a career. For those of you that don't know, I want to fight in the UFC. That is my goal: To fight in the UFC. Okay: Fuck Jess, fuck anyone that doesn't know or doesn't give a shit, and yay for those that do.

From your most fucked up friend,
Chris. :)

Wow. I have not written in this for a while. Much to say, so little time. So I'll keep it as short as I can.

I have not touched my knives in a week. What an accomplishment. I want medals as a reward, so give me medals bitches. Anyways, back to the point. I was at Jessica's today, and it was alright. We played on Habbo Hotel, which got very interesting when I castrated somebody.. We were going to go swimming, then we were going to go to the Busker's, but we didnt. In fact, we went downstairs, and watched cartoons for a couple hours. Nothing extraordinary happened, we just sat there in each other's company. In fact, that's why Im in such a great mood. Everytime Im around her I lighten up considerably, and today was no exception. I don't know who said something like.. "I love you not only because of who you are, but who I am when Im with you.." But that's something I feel when Im with Jessica. I'd never actually say that to her face, but it's kind of sort of true.

Well, that's it. That's why Im in such a great mood. Im going back to my uncrazy life, with my knives put away and everything.

Date:	2004-06-28 20:04
Subject:	Happy Day
Security:	Public
Mood:	ecstatic

Wow. For the most part, this day has been filled with fun and excitement. Early in the morning I got up to a ringing phone, and I sorta giggled about it for a few seconds. After shaking the cobwebs out of my head I dove off the top bunk (making sure I didnt wake bill up, he was on the bottom bunk), and tried to pick up. Turns out Jess had called, so I phoned her back. About one fifteen in the afternoon was when we left on a bus, to meet her at the Kingston Centre. Bill and I didnt talk much to anyone, including each other. We got there, and I went towards the pet store to look for Jessica, and she was sitting right in front of me, I didnt even see her! I felt bad..
We went over to her house, she got on MSN for thrirty seconds, I stole her Toiga blanket, and we went and watched 8 Mile. The rap battles are really funny on that movie, so we skipped ahead to watch them. I think Bill was really bored, until we went to Richardson stadium, and he was running the damn track. We went back to Jess, watched some stupid cartoons, I did the white ninja on a couple of her sister's friends, and Bill and I went home. NOT BEFORE JESS TICKLED THE CRAP OUT OF ME!

Wow. Great, my first journal entry. I feel very wierd doing this.. I dont like sharing my feelings much with people I dont know or don't trust. Eh, I guess I better get used to talking to people I don't trust. Im sitting her at eleven thirty at night with my really good friend, Bill, saying the stupidest things we can think of out of pure boredom. How fun. Oh yes, I guess I should explain a little bit about myself. Im fourteen in August, my hair is a light brown hair and I get blonde streaks in the summer. Im 5'6", one-hundred thirty pounds and my favourite sports are Soccer, Rugby, Football, and fighting on the judo mats. My favourite person is my girlfriend, Jessica MacQueen. :D Anyways, enough about me, more about journal bullshit that I should be writing..

Okay, I was at first really bored whn I got up this mornin, because it was really early. I went down, ate shreddies, played some B-ball. How great. I really suck, but Im getting better... My day improved alot when Jess called.. I seem to be talking on the phone alot with her and Brittany. I sorta felt bad when Brittany kept calling me gay and being really mean, but later she apologized. I was happy again. I went to get my friend Bill to cme over, and when he did, him and I just sat there and talked on the phone with Jess. It was very interesting indeed. I was complimented later, by Brittany when she read the poem I wrote for Jess. Anyways, going to do something with my life before I shrivel up and die. Bye all!

Written by,
Chris Amos. (Love ya Jess!)