Date: Thu, 16 Feb 2006 05:09:49 +0000
From: Parker
Subject: Parkers Diary Part 3

For the third time, these are events that have occurred to me and that are
written in black and white in my diary when I was 13... Therefore (for
those who don't like to think for themselves), this is not fiction.

18+ blablabla
Plagerism bad blablabla

Ok, I think that's about it!



After my little adventure of total yellage with my mother, I went up to my
room. It was now very dark outside since it was winter. As soon as I
entered my room, I looked up at the calendar on the bulletine board next to
my desk. The date: 8th of february..... oh shit, valentines day is coming
up... I absolutely hate valentine's day. Too many roses to buy, too many
cards to write and send... the good thing was, I now had someone to share
that special day with.

(Since I am very tired right now Mr.Diary, my writing will be bad, but it
will be there, so don't complain.)

As soon as I went on my computer, I noticed someone had again been talking
to me on msn. It was Devin, a guy from my school that I had met 2 years ago
in English class. He is slightly taller then me, but much thinner, almost
frail. I chatted with him for a few minutes before getting bored. It was
almost like a reflexe, I went on my msn space and started writing a
blog... here it is :

Well, do u know what I really hate?(other then Miss Bayard... and yes, I
see her as an object therefore I say what and not who)...(wtv)... I really
hate people who create sites revolving around
themselves... really... ''couch couch marika cough cough"... my god, i went
to see her site, because I had nothing to do... and my god, its
all... ''Look, here are my friends, hahaha, Im so popular" and "Did you
know my favorite color is pink?... it might come in handy when u are going
to ask me out cause Im so hot"...right... hot 'wink wink'...

Anyways, if ever Marika reads this blog (hate that word by the way... who
the hell invented the word blog... blog... ewww... blog... im puking all
over my keyboard because that word makes me sick... GOD, THAT WORD MAKES ME
SO MAD!!!!! AHHHHHH!... anyways, ill take a chill pill when im done with
this blog(ahhhh)... as I was saying... If Marika ever reads this blog, i
might be assassinated the next day for total burnage... yes, i said
it... lalalalalala

I just noticed that in the corner of the screen while i am writing this
blog, there is a box called TIPS... one of the tips is "31 ways to use your
blog"... uhhhhhhhhh, riiiiight... I have been asking myself none stop if
there are any other ways to use my blog other then writing useless words on
it... FINALLY, someone has answered all of my desired questions... (by the
way, I am being Very sarcastic)... there is another tip called "Must-know
blogging tips"... fuk u

BY THE WAY, this blog is a sad excuse of a young man trying to do his
homework, but realising that he doesnt feel like doing them, starts writing
a blog on his msn-space... yes, you have guessed it, that sad man... is me

anyways, i am very easily agravated by things... well, right now i am
anyways... god, i hate the color blue!!! IT MAKES ME SO MAD!!!  EVERTHING
IS BLUE!!!!!!! WHY DID I EVER CHOOSE BLUE AS MY BACKROUND
COLOR!!!!!!!!!????????

alright everyone, i am done, and if you actually read all the way to this
very sentence, then I am very happy... if you didnt, then you dont care
cause you arent reading this sentence.


Yes, indeed, I am in fact one of the most pessimistic people you will ever
read about.

As soon as I was done writing it, I went to bed.

The next day, Sunday, I had realised that I hadn't made plans with anyone,
so I just watched Tv... until my dad forced me to go to Home Depot with him
to buy more light bulbs for the basement. Ah.

But...we had a very intense conversation in the car... a conversation I had
wanted to get out of the way for a Long time: "Dad, why the fuck did you
drag me with you!" I was in a very bad mood that day and I was really
pissed that my dad had forced me to go to the most boring store in the
history of time "Well, don't you enjoy hanging out with your dear old
shmad" "ummm, I believe its dad not shmad" "oh, we learned shmad in daddy
school" "more like looooooooser school... ohhhh diss" "oh my son"He smiled
a bit and turned on the radio. It landed on some song from the Village
People. My dad smiled wider "Oh, you have to listen to these lyrics
Parker... very... entertaining" ~~~Macho macho man, I want to be a macho
man... Macho macho man, I want to be a macho~~~ "Well.... What is so
interesting about them?!"  "Oh, I find them pretty funny."  "What? You have
something against homosexuels?"  "nonono, I just find it funny how they
talk about liking big strong men" I was starting to get very irritated
"ahan"I wanted to just jump out of the window "what..."  "Well, tell me
what you think happens when gays fall in love" "Well, I think in nature,
opposites attract... so Im not sure if they can fall in love" "Oh, as if
dad, you don't know shit about us"by then, I had a splitting head ach "..."
That's when I realised what I had just said "I mean them!"woups "No you
don't" He was still looking at the road, but he had a deep expression of
confusion "..."  After a few minutes of total silence, I noticed his
expression had changed from confusion to comprehension "Well, actually,
when I say opposites attract, I guess that only really works with magnets"
"I...i... guess" He stopped the car in the parking lot of Home Depot.
"Son, I had my suspiscions before, but never took much thought into it... I
guess you really are what I thought you might be, you should know that as
long as you don't bring home any old rapist men into my house hold, you
will not have any objections from me. It will take some getting used
to... And it will probably be weird at first... But you have my support"
What I didn't quite understand from his speech was that he had made this
verdict so quickly in his head in the car. I figured maybe he would drive
me back home, or just stop talking to me entirely for a while... but it
took him something like 7 minutes... Oh well.  "ummm, ok dad... im sorry
for being so impatient earlier" "its fine Parker... now lets go get some
light bulbs" "hehe, alright"

We went in, got light bulbs, and came home as quickly as we got there. Here
is a resume of my father: -financial lawyer, with 4 kids(2 of them with his
X-wife before marrying my mother), 58 years old, name will remain unknown,
all american... therefore, very white... slightly shorter then moi... but
just a little

As we entered the front door of our house, my cellphone went off in my
pants pocket. As I removed it with my cold hands, I noticed that it was
Benjamen.  "Yo my mofo"I said with a ... jamaican?... accent "Oh hello my
baby" "So, what are the happs my man"... you know, I just realised that I
really talk bizarilly with my friends "Just woundering if you wanted to see
that BrookBack moutain we failed to see together the other day.  "Oh yea no
problem, what time? What place?"  "Well, now at same place as before" "Ok
then, now at AMC!!!!! Rock on... ok, ill ttyl baby"He has the cutest voice
in the history of cute voices "love you" "I know I know" "hehe"

I hung up, told my dad where I was going (I had failed to mention to him
that I was in a mutual love with someone), put my boots back on... my big
disgusting inconfortable, yet warm, boots, and headed out the front
door... as usual.

I didn't have money to take the bus so I had to walk the whole 40 minutes
worth. I had never been in so much pain. I had lost my gloves earlier and
my hat wasn't quite long enough to reach the end of my ear lob... therefor,
I froze to DEATH! It was something like -19 degrees Celcius outside (daily
fact for all you americans:canadiens use Celcius).  As soon as I entered
the AMC Pepsi Forum, I had realised how much I apreciated heating. Us
Montrealers are so fortunate.

I walked around for a bit, until I found Benjamen waiting for me at the
other entrance. I snuck up from behind him and gave him a long hug from
behind. We both had 5 meter coats on so we didn't really feel much, but it
felt good. As soon as I got out of the hug, we went to go get our tickets
and headed to the flick. Conversation wasn't a problem because I told him
about my whole father situation.

For a reason or another, I felt closer to Benjamen after seeing the
movie. As we walked, I had an arm around his shoulder, and he didn't push
it away. Whenever we were apart, I felt as though I missed him already. I
had no idea what I was feeling, but it felt right, it felt okay... and what
surprised me the most was that I wasn't shy to show my affection towards
him in public areas, such as the movie theater, I didn't care what others
thought.  That afternoon was one of the best of my life. We laughed and
talked until the sun had set. But eventually it had gotten way too cold for
me too handle, and I returned home.


The next week had mainly been about purchasing several roses for random
girls who asked me to send one to them... how they convince me? This is
how: "Hey Parker, Are you going to send me a rose?"  "No..."  "Oh really?
Dam, well, I sent you a letter already, I hope you enjoy it while it lasts"
"CRAP!!!!!"  Yes, its true Mister Diary (hope you don't mind if I call you
Bob from now on), I am a PUSHOVER. Sad, but true.


Before I knew it, it was the 14th of February, therefore, Valentine's
day... and a day to remember.

I woke in the morning feeling extremely energised and ready for the day
ahaid. I took a very long shower, making sure to wash my hair well, soap my
body, and jack off... horny teens, what can u do....... Today was a very
special day because all the students attending my school can wear one piece
of clothing in red, white or pink... but only for today. I decided to go
for very flashy red sweat pants that show off my ass a bit. I was alone in
the house that morning because my mother and father were both gone to work,
and my sister had slept at her friends house for "studying"
perpuces... (bullshit)... I hoped into a sweat shirt from Old Navy and in
my huge North Face coat and headed to school in a hurry.

Once I had arrived, passed the snowy/icy morning walk, I went directly to
my locker. As soon as I arrived at my locker, I noticed a letter stuck to
the door. I took it and put it in my bag to read later on. I looked at my
schedule... Math, Dramatic Class and Geography... terrible...

As I entered my class room as usually, a bit late, I took my seat without
aroising too much attention, except for the few comments given to me about
my pants: Fred: "oh, Parker is so gangsta" Simon: "oh, hello santa clause,
I see you have gained some weight" Marika: "I read your blog you ass"
...AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....

Anyways, math class was interesting because the teacher had given up on her
subject and had given us the period off. I turned to Simon: "Yo, I just
remembered something, you remember that day at the gym when we bumbed into
each other at the entrance?"  "uhhh, when was that?"  "Oh you know, the day
of the apocalypse" "Oh yea yea, I remember now" "So what was wrong with
you, you seemed lost in thought" "Oh, just dealing with things, you know
how things are... plus the rumor that Fred has been spreading about me
being gay... please... couldn't be farther from the truth, Im taking a girl
out for St-Valentines tonight, should be fun!"  "Oh nice, is it anyone I
know?"I was a bit sad at the thought that he wasn't actually gay, then
again, he never really seemed gay "Well, its no one from school, I believe
her name is Marie-Eve Gagnon" "nope, doesn't ring a bell" "Oh well... so
what are you doing for Valentine's day night?"  "Well... I was planing on
doing nothing... Im not really up to going out in such terrible
weather... seems this winter is worse then ever before" "Yea, I agree, I
hate winter in general, especially since we live in Canada, the open
refrigerator" "hahahaha, never thought of it that way"
"alright-e-o... anyways, Im gonna go now" "kk, see ya"

As soon as he left, I text messaged Benjamen on his cell phone.  "Yo, I am
taking you out to ClareMont restaurant tonight, Im picking you up by taxi
at your house. Be there. Thanks lover."

As soon as it was sent, I headed toward 2nd period. Then when 2nd period
was done, I went to 3rd. By the time 3rd period was over, it was finally
the moment of truth, Study hall. On valentine's day, they always distribute
the letters and roses to everyone. This year was no exception.

I took my seat at the far back of the long rectangular room. It was a very
cramp space, with something like 500 mouths inhaling and exhaling. It felt
like a sona compared to the freezing weather happening through the large
windows on the sides of the room.

I took out my books and waited for the director to make his speech for the
day.

"Well everyone, today is the day of love as u all know, and we hope you
have enjoyed your days as far. The presidents of each class with distribute
the letters and roses too the respectful student. That's said, I wish you
all a great day."

Everyone clapped and started wispering while the valentine letters were
being distributed... I couldn't help but feel excited to see how many
people thought of sending me letters. Fred, the class president finally
started to make his way toward me... He had the most gigantic pile of
letters I had ever seen!!! He plopped them all on my desk. I just froze
solide at the site of all the cards. He then threw 2 roses on top and
left. Another Simon in my class who sat sext to me said a very unexpexted
comment: "well well well, turns out Parker's aaaaaaa Piiiiimp" "hahaha, I
guess so"

Wow, I read every letter one by one, always smiling. One of them said:
-Parker just killed a man, put a gun against his head, pulled the trigger
now he's dead -Parker, life has just begun, gonna leave this gun behind and
face the truth -lalalalala, by the way, lyrics from Bohemian Rapsody by
Queen -Happy VALENTINE'S DAY PARKER -From your lover, Laurence

Well, interesting letter. It is strange how friends send such random
letters.

The rest of day had past interestingly, and a few girls asked me out for
the night, but I had to say no to them all because Benjamen had answered my
text message saying he was defenetly going to show up.

I couldn't wait to see what would happen with Benjamen...

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Alright everyone, that was my Valentine's day entry of my diary.  By the
way, I want to take one moment to say a little something: GO TEAM
CANADA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KICK ASS AT THE
OLYMPICS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ESPECIALLY THE HOCKEY TEAM, DON'T BE AFRAID TO USE EXTREME
VIOLENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  WOUHOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Alright, Im glad that's out of my system. Well, comment if you want and
have a very nice happily ever after.