My little brother is so cool.

i think you should all check out his blog, especially the story he posted a few days back. its funny. he has better imagination than i do for all that he cant structure a sentence to save his live. (i love you patty!!!!)


in other news recently i have:
-gone camping
-gotten really really ill while camping
-still had fun while camping
-didnt kill karen cross while camping (this im really proud of)
-went value villaging
-got everything half price at vallue village
-got cool stuff at value village
-cool stuff half price at value village, need i say more?
-bought music today
-had my first soccer game last week
-tied the first soccer game last week
-almost (okay not really) scored a goal last week
-had fun at the game last week
-i got my green belt, finnaly.
-finish school, finnaly.
-annoyed everyone reading this.

remember when i was writing about how amazing it is to make your body do something you know you couldnt do before? well its equally shitty to not be able to do something you know you were able to before.
but shitty in the way were you get really mad and are twice as determined to fix things.
its funny, there are different ways of being comfortable with your body. you can think you are attractive and say screw it to the world, or be satisfied that the one person you love thinks you're beautiful but not necessarily think yourself but be comfortable with yourself anyways. or i guess there are about a thousand others way you can feel. people are complicated especially when it comes to how they feel with yourself.
all this to say, i dont think ive been this in shape in well.. ever. while i still dont think im exactly an object of the opposite sex's affection, i am oddly really comfortable with myself. its really weird. its like i all of a sudden dont care how i look to others but not at the same time. for example. at one point or another you've all heard about the craptacular "friends" ive had in the past. anyways, i got over being insecure around my current friends. i figure they'll still love and care about me no matter how i dress (though they might chose to vocalise their doubts on my wardrobe pefrences....*cough*) and really, thats WHY their my friends, because they care about ME and not about how i look or the stupid things i might *occasionally* do. anyways, for one reason or another, whenever i saw these people from way back when, i couldnt help be feel ridiculously self conscious. its really dumb, i know. i still talk to them if i run into them and im on the same soccer team and stuff but it was always guarded, trying to make a good impression. i would piss me off because i shouldnt care what other people think, absolutly LEAST of all them. but recently... i just... STOPPED caring. my legs are hairy? meh.. dont like my pants? deal. think im talking too much, too little? not my problem... in short, they are all of a sudden normal people and not prying eyes judging my every movement.
its a real breath of fresh air... yeah, i just id share.
heh...
talk about making a short story long...

thats my shpeal for the day.