Yeah, this morning was fun. Got up at 3 in the morning again. No matter how many times I mention it, it is always true. Being an insomniac sucks. Waited for the family to get up again, because we had to take my dad to the airport for his plane to Washington, D.C. While we were driving down to the airport, we called the Air Force Base where he's staying at to see if the reservations were still there. Good thing we did, because when we did, the reservations were for the wrong day. I got a good laugh out of that one, because my dad was freaking out while he was driving to the airport while my mom made other arrangements for him. I don't know what my dad would do without my mother. So we dropped him off, and then left. No point in sticking around when we can't even see him leave anymore. The fun thing about him leaving is I got to play chauffuer. I always love playing chauffuer for the family(there is a lot of sarcasm in that last sentence). My mom hates to drive so that leaves everything to me. And since we were up so early in the morning my mom decided we should go to the early mass. That was wonderful considering by that point I had been awake for at least 6 hours and I was freaking tired. After church, mom wanted to eat, so we went to TGIF. It's not as good as I remember it. Maybe they are just better in San Antonio. Anyways, I sort of went on autopilot there from TGIF, to the house because the last thing I remember was pulling into the driveway at my house. Apparently we stopped and got gas and washed the car. I haven't told the mom about the whole blacking out thing. Don't think she exactly wants to know that. Oh well, I'm off to get some sleep. Sorry, about being boring. But like I said before, it is in the Web address.

-Later

Angela Feng

Just wanted to write out my thoughts on some body. I but you guess on who because of the name of this entry. One thing I want to get straight, I told her I would love her like a daughter and treat her like my sister. I still love her. Doubt I will ever not. She is a good person. Just a little crazy, but if I'm right about her, then it's not her fault she is crazy. She is more crazy then me, and that's sayin a lot.

I haven't talked to Angela in about a month now. I need to get away from her. This isn't the first time we have gone with out contact for A LONG time. The first time she got mad at me. This time it's me that's mad. What's sad is that the first time we didn't talk I had a good friend of mine tell me that she thought Angela was just using me. I didn't want to believe it. Now, I think I can't help but believe it. I just feel like I had to walk away from her. I still worry about her. I still pray about her, for her safety, her happiness, and hopefully that she will find peace. That's one thing I don't think she has. She knows more about me then most people do. Anyways, just had to write a little entry about her, in case I walk too far from her, that I don't forget her. Angela, you are a good person, take care and God bless.

Um..Let's see. What's been happening? Well, my boss is leaving this weekend and is going to be gone all week. So before he left I asked him for directions to his house, because I figure I'm going to end up sometime this week for some poker. Tomorrow, my dad is leaving for Washington D.C. for 2 weeks. And the total places that I have been to out of Oklahoma equals about ZERO! Yes, that's right, I have gone no where this summer. No suprise, I can deal. I'm supposed to be saving money for college anyway. I can't wait to get out of Edmond and into my OWN house. And next week I get my laptop, and I don't know the word on the car my parents want to buy. I think we might be able to get a good deal. I hope. Whatever son of a bitch stole the radio from my car, I hope you rot in hell. On another note, the CD "Horse of a different Color" by big and rich is freakin great. You should give it a listen if you are remotely into country. I spect you goin to enjoy it thoroughly. Anyways, there is a reason why the words boring journal are in the web address of this blog.

Because I knew it would be boring. Anyways, lets hope life gets more interesting for me. I mean my summer hasn't been bad. I can't complain, but DAMNIT I want some excitment....I guess I could call Mana and Mckenzie, but I don't want to end up in jail...... Oh, well, I'll think about it some.

-Later Dayz

Yesterday, I got up early. Around 3 in the morning early. Sucks being an insomniac. I have this completely screwed up sleeping schedule. So just watched some TV in my room and waited for the family to get up. After the parents left took a shower and went to starbucks. Caffeine taste good after you haven't had any in a long time. Checked my voicemail while there, found out we are getting a pool table at my house. Going to be freaking tight. MY HOUSE!! Hell yeah! I'm looking to get out of Edmond and something new. I don't sit very well. I have to keep moving. Probably one of the reasons I'm an insomniac. Anyways went to get some stuff at the mall I needed. Got some shades and a new CD. Big & Rich "A Horse of a Different Color". Great album. On the first track they talk about how people don't think country music can rock, and then they talk about escalades and they have this one guy rap. It's great. Totally me.

Oh, yea. At work the other day, this guy was talking to my co-worker Dan about his frat and I mentioned I was going to OU and he asked for my name and number, so I figure Sigma Nu is going to be calling me in a bit. I don't mind. I've been thinking about rushing. I don't know. I still have to fight the afteraffects of my depression and force myself to go out and hang out. So I'll probably end up rushing if I find a frat I like. Depressions suck. Don't ever go through one if you can help it. Stay away from things that bring you down. That's why I've been listening to country again. It's not as depressing as the stuff I was listening to before.

I might turn some of the files from Big & Rich into wav files and make it so you can play it here. Don't know yet. Maybe just a sound bite.

Starting

TESTING!!

Ok, sorry, I had to start like that in case my brother finds this blog. He doesn't like how everyone puts that as there first post. I decided to start a online journal so that way I can bitch and complain about the people in my life, just like everyone else my age does on their blogs. The good thing is that I don't if anyone I do complain about here reads it, because I'm the type of person that one way or another I'm going to tell them I have a problem with them.

Hi, My name is Sam. I live in Oklahoma. Right now a small town on the northside of OKC called Edmond. In around a month I'm going to be moving to town on the southside of OKC. I'm going to be going to Norman, specifically, the University of Oklahoma. I'm not going to be living on a campus which is a plus for me. I don't think I would be able to stand which ever pour soul got roomed with me. I tend to be a little moody, happy one minute and extremely pissed the other. I think that's a sort of side affect left over from being a massive depressive a year ago. Um... I love music, performing and listening to. I use to care if people watched me, but I'm getting to a point where I don't. I even went to my high school student government and asked if I could sing the national anthem in front of the whole school. Scarred the shit out of me, but the more you do it, the more you get use to it. I don't tend to be very outgoing like the profile says, but I love listening to people and figuring them out. I've been doing it long enough that I can get a read on most people in the first five minutes of knowing them. It's fun knowing what people are going to do before they even know.

I come from a family of four which seems to be constantly changing size. Not more then a month ago, I had almost double that amount of people living in my house and it was kind of crazy, but you get use to stuff like that. My brother is a freak, but I love him. It just sucks because he isn't moody but extreme when he does change moods, it's in extremes. He use to complain about how my parents didn't beat me enough (actually he still does) but I say, my parents never let him take care of his own life. They always seemed to baby him, and walk him through everything, the result, a more grown up, mature younger child. People even say that I look older then my older brother. It is really rather sad. My brother is a very smart person though. Very well spoken and written when he actually shuts up for a minute and thinks about what he says. He is very hard headed though. Much like my father. Must run in the family. I know I have the same hard head to. My brother is extremely catholic. To the point of being republican in a democratic family catholic. You know considering all that My family has been through and how my brother saw most of it, most people would think that he would be the more liberal of us both, but that's not the case. He thinks that the parents have an obligation to the kids at all points in the childs life. People should watch out for themselves and nobody else. You know that kind of jazz.

As you can guess, my mother and father are extremely democratic. My dad more so then my mom. My mom, like all women, is the common sense for my dad. They are good people. I don't know what else to say. More will come up in future post though.

Um..then there is me. Well stuff about me you will figure out from future post and if not that leave a comment and I'll get to it.

Later Days,
-Sam