Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you?

Have you ever been alone in a crowded room; well I'm here with you...

Red Light Cathedral! Check em out!

Somehow, I wish my mother would stop watching foreign Muslim movies with subtiltles. I'm all for multiculturalism, but hearing a foreign langauge film being played every so often in the house isn't exactly music to my ears... unless it's something majestic like Spanish.

“With a favoring wind and a flowing tide,
A quiet sea and a star to guide,
From the isles of fortune beyond the blue,
May your ship come home
And your dreams come true.”
-- Julianne Ellix

It's contraneoantidisestablishmentarianalistically one of those quotes that I like just a little bit more than the others.

So...

Well, since I'm here, permit me to regale to you the (pleasant?) evening I spent on Friday with G.P., B.W., and A.K. Recap:

Get picked up by A.K. and we reach my house in record time

A.K. pulls into my driveway and screams for an Ice Cap from Tim Hortons.

We drive to Timmy's and while we are there, I notice an old acquaintance from AMPS... he was, and still is gay... seriously. B.W. tried to get me to introduce him, but I declined.

I set off the alarm in A.K.'s convertible, not knowing he had set an alarm

We get back to my place and examine pictures

A.K. and B.W. play "Go" while I eat Cheerios

G.P. gets here after A.K. slaughters B.W. and asks what the hell we're doing, being unfamiliar with "Go"

A.K. spills water on his shirt while trying to fill up his hat from my sink. Mother gives him weird looks and he screams in horror when he touches the wet spot on his shirt.

We go for pizza and a movie. There is no "horror" section at BB.

A.K. explains how to drive manual transmission

We get back and eat pizza, B.W. slips on the stones in my garden and injures himself

A.K. tries to kick at a container of Jalepeno & Cheddar sauce and causes me to drop it on the pavement, where it explodes and stains my shorts.

A.K. and G.P. star-gaze at the lone star in the evening sky... next to each other... lying down... on the bonnet of G.P.'s vehicle.

We go in and watch The Butterfly Effect.

Eh bien, that was the evening in a nutshell. It was a funny night, like most times when A.K. and G.P. get together.

"And perhaps you might pretend, afterwards, that it was only a trick and that you just said it to make them stop and didn’t really mean it. But that isn’t true. At the time when it happens you do mean it. You think there’s no other way of saving yourself and you’re quite ready to save yourself that way. You want it to happen to the other person. You don’t give a damn what they suffer. All you care about is yourself."
-- 1984

That is quite possibly the saddest quote I've ever come across in my entire life.

Love conquers all? Not according to this book it doesn't.

"Thanks for letting me be you Shawn"
"You're not being me, you're being you!"
"Yeah, but everyone here thinks I'm Shawn Hunter"
"But you're not doing anything Cory Matthew wouldn't..."
-- Boy Meets World

I've noticed something about myself. Everytime I'm talking to someone and he or she says "I don't know" purely because they lack the effort to think for themselves, I get this deep urge to grab them by the arms and slam their head against a brick wall. Is that so wrong?

Of course it's wrong. Ah well, such as it is. So I continue to go to school with le smile and continued good, optimisic humor. Fortunately, there is such thing as la maison to return to everyday where I can sometimes give vent within the confinines of my room.

I wouldn't really throw their heads against brick walls... even if I had the chance. That would be mean.

"I haven't been this scared in a long time
And I'm so unprepared so here's your valentine
Bouquet of clumsy words, a simple melody
This world's and ugly place, but you're so beautiful to me"
-- Blink 182

So...

What to say? Summer's almost over and this is probably when I actually start thinking about school since all my planned summer events are over. This morning was the infamous Mainstreet Unionville walk that's taken E.C. and I about 2 years to pull off, but if anything, I must say that it was pulled off on the most opportune time; the end of summer... on what may have been the most glorious morning of the year - weather-wise I mean.

Quick recap on what I consider be a very eventful and well run summer... despite there being no volleyball or road trip:

Early summer gathering with most people where we chilled, watched the Eurocup, and jammed to Blink

4 glorious weeks of coaching sports camp; kids are...

O.R. and D.S. have several gatherings, mostly revolving around Adam Sandler movies

Texas Chainsaw Massacre/Poker night with G.P. and E.C.

Trip to J & J's Chidaway (cottage) up in Collingwood where we jammed, canoed/kayaked, visited Blue Mountain, hd a bonfire, and stayed up all night doing crap.

First real family dinner in a long time (Angela has returned from Poland for a short while)

Walk down Mainstreet Unionville (finally) with E.C. at 8:30 in the morning till 11:30

So, what can I say after all that? Only this. I have a fabulous group of friends and family... some of the best people I'll ever meet.