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Friday, June 16th, 2006
6:44 pm	Grad Previous plan fizzled due to busy-assery on my part. I miss everyone unbearably and we've only just begun. Therefore, I propose that we get a posse to go eat dinner after grad. Even if you aren't going to grad, you can still come to dinner. Sort of a send-off. Non-grads need not apply, but the rest of you...-sigh- This is harder than I thought. If you could go to dinner after grad, talk to me. And then talk to your friends and tell them about it, I want as many people as possible to come. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, May 28th, 2006
3:14 pm	Prom! Okay, so, Prom kicked ass. Serious ass. I haven't had that much fun in a really, really long time. But it has awakened Crazy Idea #1215254352: Mini-Yearbook of Own. See, we aren't getting a yearbook, and it occurs to me that between myself, my friends, and my acquaintances we have a lot of prom pictures. Now, if I were to collect all these prom pictures (Which I'm in the process of doing) and then layout and create a book (A pretty, glossy, hardcover book) and were to get it printed, how many people would buy it? Good question. If enough people would, (with standard comments/siggy pages/etcetera), that the price wouldnt' be too high, now, wouldn't that be a good thing? So, here's the deal, if you would buy it, tell me so. If you can help design it or just help me make it happen in general, tell me so. Some time this week I'm gonna call up a printer and find out how much it would cost for X number of books, once it's priced out, updates will follow. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 31st, 2006
8:59 am	Woot. Okay, now, yesterday was one of the best Mondays ever. Why? Because I had a business exam! Or actually, in spite of said exam, after the exam Kapustiak hooks up with Janice...although I neglected to mention he spent an hour looking for said Janice, WHO WASN'T WHERE SHE SAID SHE WOULD BE!!11!1!!!!1!!One11!oneone1!1!eleven Still, for the next hour they did much hanging of the out, so that was awesome. Then we went to teh bake-off. Trish was a little bit irritable, at first, but she got better as time went on. Tried to teach snaggletooth to box-waltz and failed. I'll work with the guy. Got a coupla awesome ideas that are currently in the refinement/pre-implementation stages. Got my ass kicked in smash brothers melee, but not as badly as I expected. Played Kart double dash as well, that game is surprisingly entertaining once you figure it out. Much Janice went on while all this did, watched the Producers, everyone went home 'cept the Brown folks and JAnice. And me. Things happened. Finally called for a ride, went home, sweet day. I love you all. Today's agenda: Look at my goddam suits and see what I'm wearing to the seminess. Find some time to buzz the school and drop off my transfer-to-lawness. Work my mom over somethin' fierce to get my valentines day plan underway. Uhhh...eat...something. Right now. Bbl. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 3rd, 2006
1:11 pm	Yo! So much that I haven't written down here because I'm a lazy bastard, I know, you all hate me for it and it makes my icon seem mildly less awesome if I haven't been sucked into updating regularly. Still, as this is the first entry of the rest of this year, you guys should probably hear some random crap about my life that nobody actually cares about but someone will end up reading anyway. This imaginary person of ours will then curse me from the depths of their soul, because I wasted x amount of their time with my random crap about my life. Suck it up. I didn't make you read it. Jerk. Anyway, to those who weren't with me on New Years, happy new year, I bet you wish you'd been to our party. Because it was better than yours, trust me on that. Christmas break is half over and I have yet to actually do my homework, but that's okay because I'm going to do it tomorrow. I swear. Yeah right. Thursday is more likely, because I don't want to do it but on Thursday I'll have to start listening to that nagging little voice in the back of my mind that tells me that I should probably do it if I don't want to DIE. And I don't want to die. Honest. I only say that sometimes to get attention! Heh. That sounds like me, don't it? Riiight. Anyway, last year was semi-okay, but this year is looking both better and worse. On the one hand, I've got a girl who's far more than I deserve. On the other hand, I've got university acceptances coming in any month now and I don't know where I want to go. It's not really a question of whether or not I get in, it's a question of where I want to go for my future academic career. Do I stay in the city like most of my friends? Do I compromise and hit up Western, with it's pretty campus and relatively short commute back home? Hell. I don't know. I know what people want from me, but they're thinkin' short term, I gotta think long as well. Most of my grade eleven people want me to stay in the city, but then they're probably gonna leave next year, and that ain't cool if I stay for them...I don't know. I really don't. What I do know, is that I'm going to start my language lessons and probably finish learning to sing this month, I'm making some serious progress in figuring out why I'm always out of key. Heh. It helps that I can play with my vocal chords, see, drama does teach you things! Important things! More important than any other class you could ever take ever. But that's enough about toting classes, if you haven't taken it yet you probably won't and then you'll feel like an idiot. Heh. Idiots. Where was I going with this? Oh yeah, I'm still listening to Rent, and it's been a long time since I got it so it's surprising that the constantly repeating songs haven't gotten old yet. That tells you how good it is, I suppose, the fact htat I can continue to listen to it. The more I write, the less I actually say. Uhh, if any of the following people read this, get in touch with me please 'kay thanks: Trish, Sarah, Janice, Bryan(unlikely as he doesn't have LJ, but whatever), Reg and Jack(preferably together), and finally anyone who's hungry for my company. That's all I want to write right now, or at least, all I can think of off the cuff. It's good to be writing something again. (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, December 11th, 2005
10:41 pm	Alright, enough is enough! It's come to my attention that there's far too much heartache and ridiculously stupid relationship problems. People are afraid to act, people act too much, people don't know what to say or what to do to get who they want in life right now. People are trapped in relationships they hdon't want, or locked out of the oens they do. And I'm sick of watching people screw up, if you don't know what you're doing, talk it out with someone first! So here's what's gonna happen. You can comment here, either anonymously or not, I don't care, any relationship/love type problem you have, and I will solve it for you or tell you hwo best to do it. If you don't want to do that, just ask me personally and I'll help. Believe it or not, Kevin knows what he's talking about. If you want proof, just give him a try, and you'll see what he means. Current Mood: Fed up (23 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, December 9th, 2005
1:16 pm	And we're back... It's been a long time since I've written here, and a lot's happened, but I'm going to ramble between halo games because I can, just tied an assault game. Anyway, yeah, so, last you heard the coffee house party was an absolute blast. And it was. But now it's december and there's a whole host of things I should be doing rather than writing in this thing and playing halo. For example, did you know that I now have a decent stage manager mentor lady? Yeah, her name is Deanna and she's really good. I mean, really good, so I'm learning a lot. Maybe some day I'll be able to call myself a legitimate stage manager, or even be a director or something. Wouldn't that be cool? Yeah, it would. Anyway, took Janice to the mall/to see rent on friday. Rent awesomed my face RIGHT off, I mean, RIGHT off. I had to go get a whole new face simply because Rent was so good. Don't worry though, it was exactly the same as my old face. That was fun. Stang finally came out, finally. I didn't like it. Next time I'm gonna help out the layouters so that I like it more, and hopefully so will the like minded populace. AFter all, everyone who's anyone thinks just like me, right? heh. Right. Anywho, Trish is on vacation so we can't rehearse until more or less the week before the house actually happens, so that's bad. But not too bad, we more or less had it down except for Trish's nerves, which were why we didn't act at the /last/ coffee house. As I mentioned. -cough- Anyway. School's being a bitch, my average is way too low and I'm still so lost about where I want to go. Windsor, good program, great coop close to my friends. Carleton, better program, no co-op but international internship, far away from all my friends. Western, great program, /no/ co-op, nice campus...bah! I don't know. I really don't. It's so close...heh. Sorta exciting, ain't it? It is for me, anyway. So we got the university PIN numbers and such. Hrmph...I'm getting mildly overwhelmed by schoolwork, but that's only because I keep trying to not do it until i have to. No problem. I'll just start regular study patterns for math and that'll be that, but still, it counts. There's other things that i'm not in the mood to write about, of course, aren't there always? I'll probably not be in the mood to tell you either, before you ask, and I'm tired of writing this stupid fuggin' entry. Oh! Wait! One more thing! I'm not doing anything new years, and I want someone to make a new years party happen that I can go to. I'm a loser and I need either fellow losers to make a party, or someone who isn't a loser to invite me to a party because spending New Years without going somewhere is not a fun idea! I'll post more later. -Kapustiak (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, November 27th, 2005
8:20 pm	'sbeen a while... Well, not that long, actually, but I left that placeholder after the party and I haven't moved since. So here we go, the Party was an absolute blast. Me 'n Danno got there about midway in the guest-arrival pool. There was pizza right when we got there, so we feasted. Incidentally, the flow of pizza never stopped. We were feasted on pizza from arrival to exit, and I'd like to thank Eric's father for that, because it was ridiculously convenient and delicious. Anyway, we sorta milled about while Paula did disturbing things with dollies for a while, and then Snaggletrish showed up. Snaggletrish brought a whole cake, which I didn't partake in because I prefer pie, but I'm told it was delicious. I'll trust in those reports because you're all honest people, right? Anyway, the sisters Mudge arrived shortly after that, and Jack started teaching us how to play Mafia. That was a lot of fun, especially the jokes made about the prostitute...hehe, prostitute. FINALLY Janice arrives, I'd like to note that Janice not only left the Coffee House early, she also arrived hellishly late to the party. But she got in on the Mafia game later on. Somehow I always ended up getting a role in Mafia, so that was cool, I was Mafia like three times in a row. It pleased me greatly. After Mafia we went upstairs to do the Dark Side of Oz Experiment...and oh my GOD it was awesome! The movie synched in with the music perfectly! Trish is a goddess with a needle...on a record player, that is, but still! Oh my GOD it was cool! Also, without really going into it too much, Janice is fairly comfortable. Speaking of her, she also LEFT the party about half an hour early! She keeps doing that! It's like the Coffee Housers smell or something...bah! After she left we played outside until everyone left, my mother drove into Reg's mother's car...but there was no harm done so we went home. And that's the story and I'm stickin' to it! Current Mood: Comfortable (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, November 24th, 2005
10:15 pm	Coffee House Report Trish and I rehearsed for the entire three hours or so after school before set up time, she was really stunningly good. But she didn't think so, and when it came to performing it in front of just her boyfriend and some dude, she spazzed out and forgot stuff. So that worried me a little, but I thought nothing of it, and Reg showed up and we grabbed some easels and I took some photo journal pictures and then we sat down and made the list of acts for the show. It was a good list, with some stupid jokes on it that made us smile but Trish wanted to hit us for. hehe..."Sean Yamaha". Right. Then me 'n Reg went to Tim's for dinner, leaving the others to set up what they could without us. We got back around 6:20 and saw everything exploding, Jack left just as we got there and hadn't set the coffee area up. This became an issue as start approached and WE DIDN'T HAVE THE COFFEE AREA SET UP! It was Jack's domain and he wasn't there to do it so it collapsed in on itself and DIED. Fortunately the rest of it went smoothly, and soon the CH was underway...except that Trish CHICKENED OUT of our act. So I ended up doing an impromptu bit with Giselle about how bad our relationship went, that nonexistant relationship that we love so well. Uhh...bunch of others hit happened that I may post about after I write THIS GOD DAMN PHOTO JOURNAL OF DOOOOOM! Current Mood: Frantic (10 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, November 20th, 2005
2:50 pm	The afternoon after the morning after the day after the movie! Okay! I honestly haven't had time to come on here and post since friday night, which is why some of the details are gonna be a lil fuzzy. Got through school alright, obviously, only had to bomb a calculus quiz to do it. School went by, went to my locker and Dan was waiting with Millerman, Jack, and himself, and we all got into his car to go to the movie. We had tickets for the 4:30 show so we got there about an hour early. Steph was already saving our seats, though, so Jack and I decided to play some DDR. I schooled Jack, obviously, because I'm just that cool, then we went into the theatre and sat around for like HALF A BLOODY HOUR talking about random crap. Because we were afraid to leave, because it was so hard to get good seats and we had awesome seats. I amused myself by laughing at the people who walked in just before the movie started and went "Holy...shit...where are we supposed to sit?". They were suckers. Poor suckers. So yeah, watched the movie. I liked it. As far as Harry Potter movies go, it was the best one, in my opinion. Not the gem of cinematography, say, Serenity was, but a solid film. It got middling reviews from most of the people in our group, and then we decided to go to Montana's. Actually, that's a lie, Steph had already made 'reservations' at Montana's, but when we got there they said they weren't allowed to take reservations. They still gave us our table, though, and I ate a twenty dollar steak for dinner...man, that was good steak, but my wallet calls me nasty names now. So that went along without anything of note happening, except that Jack wanted to go buy and ipod. I decided to go with him, and we got there, and his Debit said that it was over his limit so we went back empty handed and our food hadn't yet arrived which made me quite happy. After dinner, everyone was going home except that I didn't want to go home yet. I had the brilliant notion of going to the theatre and catching the grade elevens who went to the seven o' clock show, so Jack and I peeled off from the main group and waited at the theatre exit. Eventually Janice, Beth, 'n all those people came out and we were like "Yo" and it was fun. I schooled Jack in DDR again just because I can, and then they all had to leave except Jack. So we called our parents and decided to go home, Jack's ride showed up, mine didn't for a long time. That's about all that happened that I actually care about last night, there was an incident in which someone's car got broken into pretty brutally, but I don't want to write about that. In conclusion, yay. Current Mood: Overworked (Comment on this)
Thursday, November 17th, 2005
8:44 pm	Double, double, toil and trouble, cauldron...what was the next part? Alright, so, parent teacher interviews earlier tonight. Went well, all my teachers are pretty positive about my existence right now. My Bonkmarks should be nineties easy by the end of the school year, didn't get to talk to Dagg but mid eighties shouldn't be difficult; i need to make a stellar photo journal, though. Eighty ain't acceptable. Math teachers were all "Yeah, Kevin knows what he's doing, yo, just the mark doesn't show it." whatever that means. I dunno. Uhhh...Harry Potter tomorrow! Wooty woot woot the woot! Gonna be sick! Pity Sarah couldn't go, but just about EVERYONE else is...so that's good. It's gonna be pretty damn sweet, going out for dinner afterward too. Hopefully catch Janice's party as we leave the theatre so I can talk to her some...I don't talk to her enough. I should arrange to talk to her more. Kevinfo week is being absolutely lame, for the first time ever, practically no questions. Which is good. For the first year in a long time there are a few little things I don't want to become public knowledge, and i'd tell them if i were the asked. but since i haven't been, life's lookin' pretty clean. twelve am monday mornin' the game ends and i'm off free as a bird! Erm. Yeah. That's really about it, gonna chill a little then get some sleep. Peace out, yo. Current Mood: I's the cool (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 15th, 2005
4:36 pm	It's me again! Okay, back to posting after a long absence. Iunno, I just didn't have much to put down in here. Not to say that stuff wasn't going on, just taht I didn't want to put it down in here. As perceived readership grows, my self-censorship also increases, it seems. Regardless, we're now a coupla days into Kevinfo week and nobody's actually used it. Or at least, very few people have. Beth and Janice grilled me the other night but all they came out with was knowledge of my Incredible Understanding Of People. Apparently they didn't know about it before, anyway, now they do. Besides that there hasn't been any real use, which is odd, but I haven't actually advertised it as much as I did in previous years. Perhaps it'll pick up before the end. A few things I want to get started: Mandarin Lessons. I fully intend to go into international business, specifically with China, and so I want to learn the language. Obviously. If anybody knows anybody who teaches said language, gimme a buzz, i'll be grateful. Also, dancing: I have a desire to learn the Tango and Janice says she's in, so now I need to find a place to do it. Also on the upcoming list is ballroom dancing and other such things, but Tango is first. Also, if anybody firmly believes they can teach a mathless person math, please try, it's been tried before and i still bomb tests. I am a void of Mathematics. They go in, and they DON'T COME OUT. Uhh, that's it. Ditched the grilling session right on the eve of revealing some Deep Dark Secret that really isn't all that Deep or Dark, but is pretty secret. So yeah, I expect that I'll be getting some Questions tonight ;P Until then, peace. Current Mood: So/so (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, November 11th, 2005
6:56 pm	Remember That Day? Alright, here's how things've been going down. Went out for coffee last night with Tia, Hannah, and Zak. Starbucks hurts my wallet in ways I had never imagined. Twenty dollars for four coffees, of course, with Zak splitting I only had to pay ten; but that's just FOUR DRINKS. My god! If that Chai Tea I drank wasn't so incredibly mind numbingly delicious I'd really be complaining right now, instead of just ranting a little. Anyway, that was fun; at least, I enjoyed myself. I hope someone else did, but I'm really not sure. Er, Remembrance Day assembly was actually good this year. Nobody was talking behind me like they usually are, so I left considerably less homicidal than the previous two years. That made me happy as well. Uhhh...oh! I'm declaring, starting Monday, Kevinfo week. That's right! You can ask any question, from 'Are you in love with her?' to 'Do you think this makes me look fat?' and get a truthful answer. No dissembling, no lying, no dodging, no refusal to tell...just the truth! For a whole week. Of course, you have to be in on the game to get the advantages, so be sure to hint to me that you know what's going on before you ask. It'll help keep me humble, I like being humble. That'll do it for now. -Kapustiak Current Mood: Le Tired (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 8th, 2005
6:05 pm	My god! Daily updates? I feel like such a moron, I'm updating /daily/ now. Wow. I r such a loser. Anyway, if any of you don't know my e-mail it's Talos567@hotmail.com. I think about half the people who read this don't have my email/msn, so now you do. Went to a SOMA meeting. I think you should all go to SOMA, it's one hell of a trip, and even if you aren't really interested in the UN everyone's interested in wars, nukes, land mines and talking in front of hundreds of people. I mean, what's not to love? And we get to stay at a big ol' hotel in big ol' Toronto and just basically have a blast. And the banquet is formal, and I'm the only one who knows which fork is which. There's another dirty little secret of mine, I heart formal things. Formal parties, formal dancing, formal eating, formal dress...wow. I just love it. It's a blast. And all the better when awesome people come to awesome events like that, and since you're all /clearly/ awesome, if you know enough to read this, you should go! Anyway, yeah, SOMA meeting was fine, got my forms, know what I'm doing...sorta. Gotta talk to Christina, along with whoever else wants to join my delegationality, and then we get to see what country we get. Joy. And I mean Joy. Anyway, besides that, not much cool happened today. Went to BK with el-Danno, but that was nothin' special, just a burger 'n some talk. Which was cool. Uhh, what else? Oh yeah! Learned that girl-what-tries-to-get-us-to-dance-properly-but-we-always-failed-girl's name was Beth. She was fun anyway, I should always learn people's names. Maybe I should ambush her and her friends for no good reason one of these days, just to scare the crap out of them. That would be fun. There's pretty much today's report, I am so damn lame to actually update this piece of crap so often, So very, very lame. Someone shoot me. -Kapustiak Current Mood: Ashamed of myself (14 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, November 7th, 2005
5:22 pm	Holy crap! Interesting day today. Not much went on until the end of Data, where I broke Roben's nose. Seriously. Here's how it went down; she threatened to knee me in the balls for some reason. I can't remember why. So I said that i'd headbutt her in the nose if she did, so she started making some fake moves to go ahead and carry through on her threat of kneeing me in the balls. So I went to mime a fake headbutt to her nose, and at that exact same moment she went to lean forward. And I somehow hit her perfectly, not hard, but on the perfect angle, to break her nose. I broke her goddam nose by /accident/. What the fuck? I'm still /completely/ what the fuck about it. Honestly. DOUBLE YOU TEE EFF...anyway, we were laughing about it. Any other girl would be upset, she finds it funny which is cool. So yeah, I go home and get my info package from Carleton. Looks like a pretty sexy school... (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, November 6th, 2005
10:20 am	Fed, Watered, Rested 'n Sore Alright, so I woke up this morning and I said to myself "My god, my legs are hurting still!" But I also said "Wow, I am rested as all shite!" eleven hours of sleep and I'm a new man. Or at least, the same man I was before I was up for something like...sixty hours with only three hours of sleep? Yeah. That wasn't really cool, but hey, be happy! I know I am. After the whole waking up process, I decided 'Hey! I want food!' so I went downstairs and made me some bacon 'n eggs...'n salsa...sammich. Delicious. Just the kind of breakfast a dancin' fiend desires. I call myself a fiend because dancing that bad must've come from hell itself. -laughs- I wasn't that bad, but I wasn't good, I just had a lot of fun. Anyway, after I was fed, I went and showered. Thus, I am also watered, and sore is self explanatory. THough I'm pretty much entirely over it now, maybe I'm just remembering how sore I was and wincing. That's how faint it is. Time for the complete story of the All Night Dance as told by Kevin Edward James Kapustiak the First. Arrived in Dan's car at about seven o' the clock, went in and promptly realised I'd forgotten my pledge sheet. Again. I do that every blasted year, you'd think I would learn one of these days, but no, of course not. I'm simply not that bright. So yeah, I paid my money (+5, actually, those poor starving children need paper to eat!), and got my hand stamped on. Dan and I went back to the Back Rotunda, grabbing Millerman and...erm...someone else? I can't remember who the fourth player of crazy eights was. I'm sorry whoever you are, but yeah, we played some Crazy Eights all over the back rotunda. Or in two spots, because the people on duty were told to go downstairs rather than stay upstairs. I, being as awesome as I am, had already won by the time the game was moved downstairs and decided to leave the back rotunda crew to their card game and went to find someone else to chill with. Maybe chill isn't the right word, because I found the Reg. Reg and I made it our mission to make people dance, and that involved a lot of stupidity on our parts trying to convince people that they could do it without looking stupid. There were some crazy girls who got into it, Janice and her crew came and went and came and went and came and went so fast I couldn't figure it out. Actually, Janice's crew was more flitty than she was, she didn't leave as randomly. Beyond them there were some grade elevens whose names I've known and not known by turns, except for Leather Jacket (That's Dillon!) their names never stay in my head. And some grade nines, and random dancin' circles that I jumped into at will. Oh! And Dana, Sarah, Nicole, and that group! Danced with them a lot too. The music was the kind of music I usually refuse to listen to on the basis of good taste, but y'know what? It just fit at the dance. Most of the music was like that. After the first hour or so of flitting around I ended up dancing with Janice. For four hours. STraight. It was fun, I think I mentioned that she's quite the awesome dancer. She was, so it was a lot of fun as well as really tiring and really painful. There were two girls who ambushed us repeatedly throughout the dance, sometimes I wish I knew who they were, because they only ever ambushed for about ten seconds and then ran away. Needless to say, we both got terribly, horribly sweaty; and then the slow dance songs came on. I really wasn't sure what to do at that point, because I was disgusting and i wasn't entirely sure about her willingness to dance slowly. Well, she was, the issue was now that I'm about three times her height. (I exaggerate, more like twice), but either way it was hard so we waltzed instead. Which was also fun. Anyway, then they started playing actual good songs. Cotton-EYe Joe! Woot! We jiggery jiggery jigged to that, and so did a bunch of other people. Switched partners a few times, ended up back at the start, more dancing more dancing more dancing. Dana came back around now so there were three of us, and then they played...You Shook Me All Night Long! Woo! Favourite song /evar/, and totally appropriate all things considered. I play a wicked air guitar. Eventually dancing ended, most people left the dance after that, including my dance partner. I got over it, and went to the north gym hallway and turned off my brain for a while. Because my legs were calling me dirty things and I decided to let them for a bit. After that I went to the gym, where I played some DDR despite my legs having issues about it and got beat in Tekken despite my mastery of Yoshimitsu that apparently had left me after three months of non-use. Talked to the Bi-Trendsexual grade nines. Y'know, the ones who make a huge deal out of their alternative sexuality, even when you tell them right out to shut up. they were interesting, poor buggers, won't get too far in life. Then my shift arrived and I went to the south gym, watched the incredibles and part of Batman Begins alone 'cause everyone was already asleep or somewhere else by the time I was in there. Last shift, coat check, absolutely /dick/ went on until seven. So I tried to sleep, but people wouldn't shut up. Especially Millerman, or at least, his was the only voice I could hear clearly. The others were like 'Blahblahblhalbhalbhalbhalbha' and his was 'OMFG' and 'OH PWNED!'. I don't care if noise is made so long as I can't understand words, so I nearly flipped out on Millerman...stopped myself before I actually kicked him. That annoyance woke me up so much that I sort of roboted around the place until it was time to leave. And that was the all night dance! So much fun! So much 'venture! Definitely worth the twenty I paid at the door. Basically the point is: Dancing is fun, and don't bother me when I haven't slept but three hours in the last fourty eight. This is Kapustiak, signing off! Current Mood: Chillin' (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, November 5th, 2005
8:01 pm	All-Night Dance Okay, I'm tired, having little real sleep in the last thirty six hours, so this is going to be fast and mebbe make no sense. I learned some things at the all night dance, here we go: 1. Dancing For Five Hours Straight Hurts 2. Dancing in Steel Toes Makes It Harder 3. Janice Dances Really Bloody Well 4. I Don't Dance Really Bloody Well, But I Have Fun Anyway. 5. Slow Dancing With Someone Significantly Shorter Than You Isn't Easy 6. However, You Can Improvise. 7. You shook me all night long! 8. The Incredibles Was Mildly Okay! 9. Brenden Can't Tell The Difference Between Grade Nines And Grade Elevens 10. I Like To Dance 11. Dancin', Rappy Type Music I Would Never Ordinarily Listen To Is Fine At A Dance. 12. But The ACDC Was Still A Relief 13. Sweat Makes You Feel Disgusting, But It's Okay If Everyone Else Is Also Sweaty 14. There Are Some Real Assholes At Dances 15. People Are Cowards, The Dance Floor Won't Eat You If You Go On It 16. I'm Really Friggin' Tired 17. More To Come Tomorrow, When I'm Awake Enough. Current Mood: Tired (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, November 3rd, 2005
7:58 pm	So! Yeah, I just read a Macleans. This week's to be exact, focusing mainly on weed and how it's being dealt with by adults these days. None of what was in it matters all that much, but it seems to me that I've never really explained my stance on the damned stuff. So here we go: I hate it. I hate it with a wild, burning passion that is eclipsed only by my hatred of tobacco. There are reasons, which are my own (I'll tell you if you want to know and ask real nice), for this hatred. Regardless, I hate it to the point where I am no longer rational. If you're my friend and have been smoking pot, that's fine, I'll try to help you quit. If you have no desire to quit, don't try to be my friend. In essence; once you're my friend, and you decide to continue with the drug, we will no longer be friends. I don't care which of you this is, no more friendship. Now, some of you are saying that 'Hey, Kevin, you seem pretty friendly with some o' the stoners'. And my answer to that is simple; I don't love them enough to care. I don't really call them friends, more like amiable acquaintances, and they can go ahead and burn their personalities all they want. A good way to see if I genuinely care about you is to talk to me about your own involvement in drugs, I'm pretty understanding unless you're making no effort to quit. Then we just stop talking. Period. I'm not going through that shit again, got it? Good. Maybe I should tell the story, I'm coming across pretty hard assed. This is what happened. I had a real close friend, of the female persuasion (oh no! another spectre from Kevin's shady, shady past!) regardless, I Cared deeply for her. And she got into recreational STONERIZING. Which was fine, I mean, I was too naive to know what she was doing to herself. I declined because I don't like altering my own mind, which I find more than odd enough already. Anyway, she became less and less like herself. She, in essence, lost who she was. Became another person. It's the most terrible thing in the world to watch someone you love turn into someone who isn't the same, but has the same voice, looks the same...-coughs- It hurt. She wasn't the only one, just the only one I cared about. So yeah. I hate it. And believe me, it's nothing personal, but it would be much better for you (if any of you are into that shit) to tell me now than to have me discover it, it's cleaner, more polite. If I discover it you're liable to discover something for yourselves: What Kevin is like angry. And believe me, none of you have seen me angry, not in the three years I've lived here. -Kapustiak Current Mood: Vexed (Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 1st, 2005
6:49 pm	Not cool. Have any of you ever had days where you just felt bad? I mean, absolutely miserable? Like you were scum what got eated by something that eats scum, which was then later eaten by the eater of something that eats scum? This is a strange and badly fitted analogy, but the point is, I feel like shit. Absolute shit. Why? I don't know. It's part loneliness and part confusion and all shitty shitty shitty ness. Confusion, lostness, I don't know. I'm not ordinarily this bad, but today I just feel almost sick with it all. I sound so goddam stupid right now, I know, I have no real troubles and shouldn't bitch. It's true! I don't even have minor problems right now, except for the recurring loneliness, my life's a dream...yet I feel like shit anyway. Just thoughty ou should know. -Kapustiak (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, October 29th, 2005
11:07 pm	Here we go again... Another big ol' Livejournal post to clear my head. Here's what's eating me: Most of you don't know my shady, shady past, but to put it mildly, it's interesting. In this shady past there was a girl, and not surprisingly, said girl has caused many problems for Kevin over the years. He dated her for a while, and being the emotional, romantic idiot that he is, actually developed some affection for her. Of course, she had no sense of proportion, no sense of reality, and no sense of...well, that about covers it, actually. She tended to think that everything that was said was a personal insult, and she took everything as seriously as possible. This, clearly, is at odds with Kevin's lifestyle of happy. In the end, it couldn't be reconciled; Kevin broke up with her. Now, with an ordinary girl, she would cry and move on. But in this case, she cried, couldn't believe it happened, thought she was entirely inadequate and began to do several stupid ass things. Y'know, the self destructive stuff, smoking, drinking, sex 'n drugs. Well, the drugs were never confirmed and were loudly denied, but y'know, she was willing to do anything. Even resorted to bloody hurting herself, and two botched suicide attempts. Time for me to be honest: I'm not good at handling stuff like that. I blame myself, and it really was sort of my fault, if I'd been able to take more of one kind of bullshit, I wouldn't have had to take more of that bullshit. Long story short, eventually she admitted that she still loved me despite the fact that I was no longer remotely interested in her that way anymore, and we sorta drifted apart. But I check in every once in a while, and usually she's doing something stupid. Here's the one that's eating me tonight... I just found out that she left home. Okay, no big deal, some people do that early and her parents /were/ bitches. She left home...with a guy! Ouch, she said she loved me! Boo hoo! But still, no biggy, right? The guy is twenty eight years old and is in the Canadian Forces. She thinks he loves her because he was willing to pay her way up to his military base, and all she has to do is sleep with him, clean the house, do his laundry, and make his meals! I mean, what a brave, loving man! -laughs- Twenty EIGHT! And she thinks he's doing it out of love? She barely knows the guy; hell, if I were less scrupulous I might go for that deal. Pay a bit of gas and you've got, more or less, a slave! So I'm spending time worrying about that right now. Yeah. Should I? No, she's put me through more than I can logically be expected to still give three damns about her after which. But I do because I'm stupid. So yeah, Kevin Is Worried. In other news, I think I skipped Kevinfo week this year. Because apparently people are reading this I'll put the concept out. Kevinfo week generally happens once a year at a random time, during Kevinfo week Kevin is unable to lie when asked any question about anything. At all. Period. Kevinfo week was enstated based on the concept that, first of all, nobody really has the guts to ask personal questions and hear the answers. And two, because nobody should ever feel truly safe with their secrets. Kevin will hold to the rules of Kevinfo Week no matter how uncomfortable he may get, abusing Kevinfo week is impossible. It may begin next week or the week after, or any time before December. Ummm. This was a happy post! Yeah, right, but I'm out of things to type. Sooo...uhhh...Oh! State Of The Loneliness: Worsening, don't ask why, I don't know. I don't even know where it came from. Current Mood: Worried. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, October 27th, 2005
9:10 pm	Alright! News! Both big and small, this is probably gonna end up being a long entry again, so shove off if you don't like reading my thoughts. And don't shove off if you wanna read 'em, because really, I'm far too self concious to babble this much about my life in reality. I mean, sure, I'll act like an idiot/gay/, but I'm not likely to talk about myself. Hokay, so, I fixed my computer. It just needed a new goddam Ethernet card, and I had ten bucks to burn easy, so I did. Pain in the ass though, my old card didn't actually ahve anything wrong with it -yawns- but y'do what you have to do, or at least, i always have. Let's see, shit to say, shit to say...Oh! Tomorrow I have the coffee house half ass halloween party of half assery! Seriously, I'm apparently in charge of organizing this thing but I have no idea who's coming, how many are coming, how in the hell we're going to feed these people...etc. etc. etc. Doesn't matter, though, I love the coffee house people like nothin' else, it's one of the few places that really relax me. I consider everyone who shows up to be a decent person, and I sincerely doubt that any of them are less than three quarters as lovely as my brain makes them. My brain tends to exaggerate awesomeness, y'see. Speaking of things my brain does, my brain has officially learned to switch modes without even blinking. For example, there's nothing in the world that will make a pretty girl ugly quite like smoking. And I do mean smoking anything, of course, not just weed or friggin' tobacco, i mean anything. I was looking at some random chick and going "Y'know, she ain't bad..." then bam! Cig, and suddenly, she was about as attractive as I am. Which is to say, not at all. So yeah, that hurt my eyes. I've been hurt a lot this week, it's been literally the WEEK FROM HELL (thunderbolts) but this party ought to make it better for me. Hopefully. If not, well, there's always next week. Always next bloody week. -stretches- I'm rambling but shut up, it's my lj and not yours, obviously. So you can read it or bugger off. Oh! Trish! Yeah! I'm definitely doing the Beat/Bene with her, she's having fun with it, I think. I know I am, but I usually have fun. She says she feels really stupid doing it, but y'know, so did I when I first started doing drama. I got over it. And now look at me! I'm at least mildly successful! Woohoo! Go mediocrity! But I do have loads of fun, which is all that matters. Ummm...okay, last thing I should talk about is the State of the Loneliness; still there. Thank you. -Kapustiak Current Mood: Tired. Very tired. (2 Comments |Comment on this)