Let's talk about nothing at all

I feel like I must write a blog to my loyal followers of 4. That's fan service right there, ain't it?

However, I have no idea what to write about so now I'm just going to go ahead and write about anything that is on my mind right now. Sound good? Cool. If not, also cool. I accept you. But I won't love you. In fact, I might kidnap you, cut off your good ear and hold you for ransom. Now that sounds good.

So let's start off with something that is coming up sooner than I thought it would be. My 16th birthday. Sure, I may have already talked about this before but now I have more on what I'm doing and what I want to do.

My birthday will be 'celebrated' in two or three parts apparently; family dinner with family friends, a small party/hangout/chill sesh/sleepover with probably around ten school friends at friend's house, and maybe something with friends from church. Maybe.

Still trying to figure out which of my friends I'm inviting to my neighbour's dad's place. I have to be careful who I invite as well. If I invite one person, they may be linked to another person who will then be forced to ask me if they can come. That happened last year, one person that I wasn't exactly friends with found out that her friend was going, and being the nice guy I am, I didn't want to say 'no' so she came along. It's not like she made it any worse, but y'know, I don't even talk to her. Last year was a shotty party anyway.

I'm having it at my neighbour's dad's place because his dad's going to be away for three weeks, but apparently it's fine for us to have it there. Don't worry guys, I won't get up to no good. I'm a good boy. You know what would be nice? If I managed to get Rock Band for the 360 before then, and then take it up there so everyone can play the game with all the instruments. That would be nice.

Our year adviser is asking anyone in our year to design our year 12 jerseys. I'm tempted to take up the challenge, but I need some motivation. I need motivation for everything it seems, especially for assignments. Hence, I never start assignments before 9:00PM the night before it they are due. I try, but crash and burn. And when I mean burn, I mean deep burn.

I mean, I have a few ideas in my head but I'm not sure how much we could design in the jerseys. She probably just meant for us to decide where the logo goes or something. I kinda had this in mind though.

But in all seriousness, I have a few ideas. Do you know if jerseys come in leather by any chance?

Here's a little short 1-paragraph story that I made up in English a few days ago for creative writing, using as many 'big' words as possible. Enjoy;

The volumptuous narcissist with the riveting dark-as-night hair looked especially combustible today as he promiscuously strut past the scholastic couple downing coffee while loquaciously talking about recent news events. Spontaneously, the repulsive man combusted into flames causing him to scream indecipherable curses and throwing his body around in a sporadic and erratic manner. This was truly a poignant moment.

...and I'm all out of juice. I can't think of anything else to write really. Nothing that could make this post any more interesting. This must be my most boring and most illiterate post yet.

You guys must've died of boredom or something. Doubt you even read this far. No one's even reading this. Why am I even typing this then? Curtis, you are some crazy dude.

Have a good one everyone,

Cuuuuurrrrrrrtiiiiiiiiis. xo.

^^^FOR NOVAN MAH MAN.

Pleasure

My school bag weighs me down as I take the 25-minute walk from school. A painful, piercing cold walk along the straight home that leads me back home. Back home, where you'll be. Where I'll feel your warm embrace again and make me forget about all the stress and hardship that I had experienced only minutes ago.

As I trudge slowly up the driveway, I think of all the intimate moments we have had for the past years, and what you're going to do to me now. You've come and gone, but every second of you I cherish.I'm standing outside my door and already I can hear you calling my name, yearning for me as I have been passionately longing for you the whole day.

I come inside and it is silent, but your chemistry captivates me to come upstairs to where you always wait for me. I do not hesitate.

I skip steps as I lunge up the stairs, not caring that I may be mistaken by neighbours for me falling down the stairs, all that matters is that I'm with you.

There you are, not moving, but I know that you want the space between us gone right here and now. I take off my baby-blue school shirt and the cement grey shorts that shows the sign of the pride I have in my school, and my underwear, which well, protect my parts.

Naked, I walk into you and instantly you are turned on by me. I can tell by the quiet yet obvious hiss that you make everytime we're together that there's no turning back. At first your touch is cold but only momentarily. The more I rub my fingers along your curves the hotter you get, your warm body caressing mine.

Minutes later, this euphoria ends but the snugness continues for much longer.

I adore you so much...sincerely, with all my heart.

Oh, did I mention I was talking about a hot shower?

My bad.

Also, I apologise for my creative writing. This is why I fail at English.

Sincere apologies,

Curtis. xoxo

Shweeeet shmixtayn!

In a few weeks, the little section under the 'Highlights' on your Facebook homepage will be telling you that it will be the 16th year anniversay that I crawled out of...my mother. 

Oh that's a horrible image.

So horrible.

                                                             

She agrees.

So again, in slightly less disgusting terms, I'm turning the ripe old age of 16 at the start of the financial year which is July 1st. Whoopdeewoo. It's only like 27 days away now. 

27 days.

27 days to figure out what I want to do for my birthday party. I mean, I'm turning 16. That's one of the first milestones in my life, right? It has to be something special. For the past few days I've asked for suggestions via my Facebook status. That was as helpful as asking a rock how to recite Shakespeare.

(just in case you don't know, it's not.)

Here's the help I got:

"a sausage fest sounds alright"

- Kevin Alcorn

"Asian suasage fest then an Karaoke after!!!"

- Farshad Etemadi

"play musical chairs"

- Kevin Alcorn

"FAT PARTY"

- James Price     

"i say karaoke cause were good at singing. MCDONALDS PARTY !!!!!!!!!!!"

 - Amy Milton

Awesome help, right?

Anyway, as we all know, people who have blogs are 43% smarter than people who don't so I'm asking for anyone that's following this to help me think of something to do for my beeeeee-day. Suggestions, anyone?

Surprisingly, I've been thinking about this for a while; what I want for my 16th birthday.

And no, strippers are out of the question. That's dirty talk. mmmm...dirty.

I'm hoping that because it's my 16th which is a pretty big thing, I'll get at least one of the things that I want.

• An entry level DSLR camera. - I'd be over the moon if I managed to snag a Nikon D40. Thanks Jimmy. ;)
• Xbox 360 games. - Pretty sure some good ones are coming out later this year. Ask me for more details. lol.
• Cool/funny tees. - Jay Jays, Target, K-mart, etc. not included. www.threadless.com is the way to go.
• Funky-kadunky shoes. - Y'know what, I wouldn't mind a pair of Ray-ban shoes or whatever they're called. Those errr...slip ons that usually come in plain black or white. Raybens. They're hip and hopping these days, and I'm missing out on the fun. Or if not, get me some chunky crazy shoes. Haha. Yea. I want to get a pair of cheap white shoes and some markers and make my own design. Seems fun.
• Pants - Yea, not even kidding. I only ever wear two pairs of pants nowadays; black-skinny-trackies (yea, I don't know) and my only pair of jeans. I'm also in dire need of some shorts. Notice I said 'shorts', not 3/4 pants.
• Hoodies - I'm not in shortage, I just like them. I don't like the ones with the logos all over them, or the logo anywhere really. I'd love one of those total-zip-up ones to the face hoodies, they look too cool. These do too, http://headhoods.com/home.html
• Time machine - Sure, they might not exist in 2009, but someone from the future may be reading this. Someone generous with a spare time machine lying around. If you are this person, I need you.

And yea, I guess that's about it. I mean it's not like I'm asking for anything much. Well, I mean in comparison to this it isn't. 

Kudos to you if you read this far without skipping anything.

I grant you with a long weekend*.

Enjoy it.

Much love,

Curtis.

*this offer expires on 8th June 2009. No cash trade-in allowed.