A new fascination?

Yep, you heard it right. I have a new favorite clothes store. Which is weird, because I have never been self-conscious about clothes. I didn't like Hollister, it smelled funny, and was not my style. Abecrombie and Fitch did not interest me either. But when we went in to Aeropostale, I fell in love. No, not literally. The cloth is nice, and its very comfortable. Half of the shirts I own are great, but not like these. Sure, I don't need anything fancy. I hate to sound like a stereotypical teenager: "I NEED these clothes." Well, I don't. But it would be "nice" to own a couple shirts and a jacket or so.

Ay mi. Its just getting the money to shop there... I have $20 from babysitting, and then will soon have $10 from chores. Wow, I sound rediculous.

...And Now Michael Jackson is dead. I liked his old music, but he wasnt my favorite artist. I'm sad he died, but its not as big an impression on me as, say, when Steve Irwin died. I had watched his show for a long time, and then he was suddenly killed. I have only heard a couple of Michael Jacksons songs, and then he died. He was a fantastic singer though. Rest in peace man, and God bless you.

I can't think of anything to say past this, but I read the book "The Little Prince" Yesterday and this morning. BEST. STORY. EVER. It brought tears to my eyes, made me laugh, and when I talked about it with mom later, she brought up something that mad me appreciate the book even more. The tie between the fox and the little boy was like the tie I shared with my cat, Kramer.
We recently (a couple months ago) put him down, his liver was failing, and he was close to death. He was the Family pet, but was more my moms cat than anyones. We got him when I was around 1 and a half, and when I went in with dad to put him down, I was crying like a baby. I had a close friendship with him, andI still miss him, but I know he is happy, healthy, and stronger where he is now.

A quote from the book also struck me, this was one of my favorites:
"That which is essential is invisible."

Think about it.
~Timmeh

Headache after Headache... Will it end?

So, this past week was a little boring, to say in the least. I spent most of my time holed up in the upstairs of my grandparents beautiful house, and all I did was get on the computer, watch t.v, and text people and complain. This lasted about 3 days, before my Granny decided we needed to have some fun.

So, I became more active around the house- I helped her clean, we played ladder-ball (she creamed me at it a couple times) and we also played a neat dice game called Yahtzee. We also went to go see "Imagine that" which was simply fantastic.

And soon after the fourth afternoon at her house, I started developing these HORRIBLE headaches. It literally felt like someone was crushing the left half of my brain with a mallet, over and over and over again. I had to stand up, walk around a little, lay back down, and do it all again repeatedly. I thought I was going insane.

This has been going on for about a week now.

The last one I've had occured this morning, shortly after my Orthodontist appoinment. I got home, turned on the TV to watch Star Wars, and sat down. Then it felt like something was creeping up the left half of my head. POWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOW. I put my hand on my head and I could feel it pulsing.

I have no idea what to do.

Mom is taking me to a doctor, but she wants me to fill out a small nothebook of when these headaches occur. And I have noticed something; They always happen on the left half of my head. All I want is for it to stop. I don't know how much more of it I can take. These aren't headaches, they're migraines. My dads are probably much worse than mine, but I am in so much pain when they do occur.

...and thank you for reading my complaints.
~Timmeh

YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHH BOYEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Hem-Hem...*clears throat*
I IS GETTING A NEW PHONE TOMORROW!!!!!11!!!!!!11!!!!!!1!!!!!!!!WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!!!1!!!!11!!!!!one!!!!!!1!!!!!

And that is all.

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But seriously, I got all A's and B's, with one almost-C... I'm just glad I passed Guitar with... A 94!!! I thought my jerky teacher would have failed me... But, I passed with flying colors!

Well, I cant think much more past that... so, Cya later!
~Timmeh

Jorb, Jeurb, Jooorub... Ramrod?

Ive noticed: all I do is get mad when I write. Pffft I get furious sometimes. But what the heck; it makes people laugh. And I see that as one of my full-time jobs nowadays, followed up shortly by helping other people with their problems.

Speaking of Jobs, guess who's (hopefully) getting one? Moi. Hey look! A french word; I think I spelled it right... Little Caesars(Ceasars?) doesn't hire anyone younger than 16... Crap. The Guitar Center is hard to get into... Crap. I could try lawn-mowing... *pulls out and cocks gun* ...Nevermind. As you can see, an inexperienced 15 year old doesnt have many options. I guess I could try volunteer work- no pay, but I have to start somewhere.

Ugh... decisions, decisions. Life is full of them, just not the ones that we want to see. I would like to work at the guitar center- pretty high up for a first job. Little Ceasars wants 16 year olds- maybe next summer. I guess I could shoot for Lifeguard- its just the classes cost a bit much.

On a more positive note, I'm working on a song I wrote for the guitar. I am a TERRIBLE song-writer, but a friend of mine has inspired me. I hope I finish it... All the other songs I started I could never finish. But this one seems like a keeper.

On another positive note, I've found that I am actually pretty good at drawing characters from the Sonic the Hedgehog video games. If I have a chance, I'll upload one or two of my favorites. I showed them to friends of mine at school, and found pretty positive comments.

wow, its late...

Okie Dokie then... That pretty much covers all I wanted to say!
~Timmeh