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Life Cereal that is... I went for a hellacious jog this morning and just when I got to the point where I was about to turn around and head home, the friggin sky split wide open and it rained like there was an arc with two of every animal being loaded up. So even though I was already tired, I hauled ass back home. I dried off and poured myself a big ass bowl of cinnimon Life cereal and a huge glass of OJ. But I think I ate too much cereal. Oh well, now that I get up early to work out I can't wait for someone else to make my breakfast because I'll starve waiting. So anyway, yeah. I might throw up this morning. Just thought I'd share that with you all

I've been contemplating this move for a few months now, and after a long, thought out process, I've decided to go through with a major purchase that may or may not have a HUGE impact on my life. There's a flap that opens in the back for maximum comfort.

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I just googled What's The Difference Between Me and You, and found out that my story is the forth result that pops up!!! ok, big deal, right Well, I think it's pretty neat that something I wrote and posted to the internet comes in just behind Dr. Dre's lyrics to the song with the same title....that means that somewhere, someone's googling the lyrics for that song and while they're looking at the results of their search, they're seeing a link to my story yay!! So anyway, I'm officially two chapters ahead on Bodega Bay. I sent 21 in, as I said in my last entry, but it hasn't been posted yet. When it goes up, i'll give everyone who reads it time to digest the chapter before I post 22, and in the meanwhile, I'll pound out 24. When I'm done with that one, I'll post 23 and work on 25, and so on.... Well, just wanted to share the google thing with everyone. I'm home sick, and I'm bored, so I'm writing and googling crap at the same time to fill the time. I'm definitely going back to school tomorrow :pickaxe:

One year ago today I registered at Gay Authors after I finished reading The Log Way by Dom Luka, and the rest is history I found the Soap Box, then I found the rest of the forums, including The Library. The Soap Box is gone, The Library has been replaced by e-fiction, and it seems like there's all new people at the forums. I mean, there's a lot of people from last year, but it seems like a lot of the people who were here before have stopped posting, but in their place, some awesome new people came along and and registered. A year later I have my own (great) editor, my stories got hosted at CRVboy and RCWP and as of today, my one year aniversery at GA, I have my own spot on the shared hoted page at GA. I know I should shut up already about it but Im so excited I can hardly sleep. Anyway, I wanted to publicly thank my editor Talonrider for helping me get so far and for showing me things that I would have never known if he hadn't offered to be my editor. I also want to thank Joe for being so patient and for designing my page. He did a great job and I'm a little stunned when I look at it. I really had to stop and think about how much I've written and I never realized I had so much material. The most important people to thank, though, are my readers. You guys have been awesome. I get pm's, emails, ecards and encouragement from you all and I dont know if I would have ever been this motivated to write if it werent for all of that. From the very start, when i was posting What's The Difference on a xanga page, to when I started posting at the library and then at efiction, from CRVboy to RCWP, it's meant so much to me. I'll never be able to express how I really feel about the support I've gotten. To Kitty for doing such a good job on my anthology entries and for helping me get here, thank you and here's a To Mary from RCWP, the greatest webmistress of ALL time, and to Robb at CRVboy for givinig me my first chance to be hosted at a major site. Ok, Im gonna stop now because Im getting all emotional I just feel so blessed to have found not just GA, but the entire gay net authors communitty. To anyone who's thinking about writing and is unsure about whether they have what it takes, go to the Library and read what I had been posting when I first started. Trust me, you'll most likley blink and say, WTF???? lol...and then go for it.

OK, so if you haven't heard the news yet, I just made it to the shared hosted page on GA. I'm very excited and very nervous, but I'm more excited than anything. I've got a lot of writing to do, and I'm proud that I get to do it here.....I promised myself that I wasn't going to stop working until I made it to my own Hosted site at GA, and now that I'm almost there, I feel like it's time to turn things all the way up. there's only one problem I seem to be having..... I need to design a page and the program I was going to use, Presentations 12, is ultra wack So I'm off, in search of something better.....of course, getting that something better means either having someone do most of the work for me(which would make me feel bad because no one should have to) or begging my dad to buy a better program for me. (sighs) Trying to get my dad to spend anymore money on my computers going to be hard. I already told him that I wanted him to get me the Vista upgrade when it comes available, and he looked at me like I had an eyeball in the middle of my forehead or something. I could ask him to let me take some money out of savings, but that's going to be drama too So I'm going to keep looking for the next day or so, then I'm going to have to try to bust him down for what I need :2hands: I've gotten lot's of good feedback on Bodega Bay. Even a couple of the hosted authors have contacted me about it, so I know I'm moving in the right direction with it....it seems like I have good luck with anthology's Everytime I sit down to write a story, I end up with a chapter story and I have to start over on something new That's cool, though...I like starting on a short story and suddenly realizing that I have something I can work with that people might like :ranger: So, I'm almost done with chapter 3, then I have to get it edited and send it in Hopefully in the meanwhile I can get something figured out about building this page...wish me luck Kisses Nick

Well, I admit it....I've been slipping. My writing has been sucking lately. I feel really dissapointed in the last chapter of My Jump Off that I posted. Here's what I think happened.... I started off just writing for my boyfriend, but i felt like I wanted everyone to read what I was writing, mainly because I think I wanted to know if it was any good or not. I mean, getting an honest opinion from Taylor about a story I was writing just for him was going to be impossible. So I started posting my first story on Xanga. Well, from there, I started posting in the Library here at GA and I got a lot of good feedback from everyone here. Then Myr opened up the efiction section, and I started getting even more feedback. Then, I scored a really awesome editor, Talonrider, and the next thing I knew, I was learning how to write.....when I say that, what I mean is, I learned the rules of grammer and punctuation. I also learned the difference between to and too Then I got hosted at CRVboy, and at the Talonhouse. I was soooo excited, especially when I started getting even more feedback from people, good and bad. Then I felt a little frustrated when it seemed like the GAC's were trying to hold down the non hosted authors by keeping us from making story announcements and i wrote about it right here in my blog. Then, I got some advice about posting at Nifty. I didn't want to do it, but in the end, I decided to submit a story. That's when things really picked up. It was awesome to open my inbox and find between ten and twenty emails from readers about my story each day!!! Then I went to my page and saw that I had gotten a ton of hits. I actually averaged about 100 hits a day, which isn't a lot compared to this site, but it's a lot to me. I had about 600 hits on my page when I first posted on Nifty two weeks ago, and now I have over 2500 hits So, when I was writing my anthology story, I thought I would have a really good feeling about it. Instead, I felt a lot of pressure to make my story at least as good as my spring anthology. So unfortunately for Kitty, I changed my mind a bunch of times and then I couldn't decided what I wanted to do. Finally, last night, I made a decision (sorry Kitty ) Then I sat down and read chapter seven of My Jump Off over again, and I stopped to think about what happened with it. I think I had the same problem. I was getting so much good feedback that I didn't want to dissapoint my readers, and I also felt a lot of pressure to hurry up and get the next chapter out and I think I rushed it. Even if no one else can tell, I can. So, I've decided to take my time with the next chapter and do what I've been doing.......enjoy writing this story. If I start hating it, it's going to suck, and I know it. **************************************************************************************** You see, time is passing, people asking how come none of this ain't lasting Money will make people deal like they don't even have to feel But no, it ain't real Some lyrics from the CD I've been listening to a lot lately. I've gotten into Santana, and I love listening to everyting he's got. But to me, his best ever song, and I mean ever, is Do you like the way? featuring Cee-Lo and Lauren Hill. It inspires me to think and to write PS: Little Buddha.... I did it. Wish me luck

warning......serious self exploration ahead Ok, so I got this email from one of my Nifty readers, and they asked me a simple question....why do my two longest stories and all of my almost all of my poems involve plot lines or themes where the main character has a good family???? I had to stop and think about it for a minute, and then it came to me in a flash.....because I think families are important. Not just because I come from what I think is a good family, but because, as a Christian, i've always been taught that besides faith in the Lord, there's nothing more important for anyone to have. Sometimes I read stories on Nifty or even here at GA, and it seems like the parents are the villians, and the rest of the family are always homophobes. Now, not all of the stories are that way, and I didn't take any of that into consideration before I wrote my stories, either. I mean, for one thing, What's the Difference Between me and you? is a story about my family, so in a way, I can't help the theme in that story. But Jarred in My Jump Off has a strong family too, and I didn't even give it a lot of thought before I wrote the story. I just let it all flow out as I was writing, and when I was done, he had a cool mom and dad. Well, maybe not that cool, but if you've read it, you know what I mean. I guess what it all boils down to is this......family means a lot to me. I know it's not realistic for me to think that everyone is going to have a supportive family, and that when they come out that their parents are going to not just accept them, but actually support them and accept their boyfriends or girlfriends. But I think it's okay to wish that it could happen for everyone. By the way, speaking of My Jump Off, I'm half way done with chapter seven. I'm gonna try to get it finished up by tonight and get it posted either tonight or tomorrow, but no promises Kisses Nick

Ok, so I've been totally bored today. We got home today from Carolina and I slept all the way home, but I was sharing the back seat with my cousin James and I had to sleep sitting up, so I had a sore neck and a headache when we got home. Then I got online and chatted for a while but my PC crashed and I had to restore it back to it's last recovery point. In the meanwhile, Taylor hasn't called and I'm getting depressed, so I started reading. I found a story by Matt, Unrequited, and it was good. I immediately gave it a soundtrack, so it had to be good. Only good stories get soundtracks because I can get a feel for everything in the story. I know that sounds goofy, but it's true. So I only listen to Carlos Sanata: Supernatural when I'm reading it. I've only gotten as far as the second chapter, so I might add more musc to it. The song, Do you like it that way featuring Lauryn Hill and Cee-Lo is the best intro music for that story. I suggest playing that track while you read the beggining paragraphs if you decide to check it out. I guess I should mention that Taylors in Tennessee visiting his real mom. Him and his real parents (his stepmom and dad) went, and they'll be home tomorrow. It wasn't as bad as last year was when he went because ... A ) We were going to the Outer Banks anyway B ) There's no medical emergency like last year (his mom had cancer) I'm pretty bitter about it though, because she's never been there for him and he's always there for her. In fact, if it weren't for his dad, Taylor would never get to see his mom. His dad actually plans the trips to go see her because she's so selfish and rejects him. Anyway, let me get off of that subject, because it makes me so mad I actually start to shake. One thing I can say though is that I thank God everyday for my family. I can't even imagine being treated like that by my dad. We might argue and fight, but he's never made me feel like he doesn't want me or that I make him anything less than proud. So anyway, right now I'm wondering what's going to happen next on this site. It feels kinda weird not to have Myr running things, and I can see the difference. It's not necessarily a terrible thing, but in my opinion, not everything seems to have been planned very well. Either way, I would like to congratulate Jack Scribe on becoming hosted here at GA. He definitely deserves it. When I was first hosted at CRVboy, he was the very first person to email me about my story. I read what he had to say and I took a lot of his advice and I feel like the difference is there. I've had a lot of people talk about the difference they've seen in my stories, and I can honestly say that at least some of that comes from what Jack said to me about establishing certain things right away in my story. He also gave me a compliment that meant a lot coming from someone like him. He's a really good addition to the hosted authors. Also, I got my summer anthology entry off to Kitty, and I'm waiting to hear back from her. I had a couple of questions about it, and I wanted her honest opinion. I mean, she does an awesome job for LBTW, and with the anthology too. So whatever she suggests is what I want to do.

Ok, so I have to warn everyone that I'm a little grossed out right now. Me and taylor went to a party at our freind Justins house and his folks were gone. There were so many girls there...they probably outnumbered the guys like 3 to 1......anyway, it seemed like all the guys there were scoring with like 2 chicks at a time. Now, a lot of people know about what me and Taylor did before.....well, it didn't happen again (shudders). We got our swerve on, then we hiked it back to my house. I was hungry when we got here, so right now, Taylors cooking something downstairs with my cousin James.....I'm not too sure, but it can either be hamburger meat I smell or sausage. It kinda smells like both. I went down there, but they kicked me out of the kitchen because I kept eating the cheese that James was grating. So, now I'm back up here, and I went into my ebooks folder and opened up my poetry folder that was inside of the ebook folder. I found a poem I wrote when I first found out that I needed to have another tumor taken out. I guess the real reason I wrote it was because we didnt know what was gonna happen, and I admit that I was pretty scared. But I prayed about it for a long time, then, when I was done feeling sorry for myself, I felt like writing a poem. So I did. I didn't really know what I wanted to say, but once I got moving, everything just flowed out and it all came together. Anyway, I wanted to share it because I feel like I should be proud of myself. I dont want to sound all arrogant ( I know, too late ) but I felt like I stayed pretty strong through it all and I was able to keep myself pretty positive. That wasn't easy, either, considering that my parents were fighting non stop and my dad wasn't sleeping. I just knew that I had to be the strong one this time for everyone. I hope you guys like it. If not, that's okay. I still wanted to share it with everyone, because you're all like my second family. Ok, it smells like the food's burning..... Kisses Nick

Ok, so I had the surgery yesterday and the doctoer removed the tumor. We have to go back today for a followup at the doctors actual office somewhere in Norfolk. When we're there, I think I'm gonna give this guy a piece of my mind. He promised me that it wouldn't hurt, and that I would hardly know what happened. The truth is I'm miserable. And maybe I'm just being grouchy, but I really think this jerk either lied to me or he screwed somthing up and I'm not supposed to feel this sore and tender. It hurts to even take a deep breath right now, and everytime I try, I cough, and that makes the pain worse. It's almost feels like someones stabbing me in the lung. At the same time, my dad had to redress my bandages, and when he pulled them away, I think we both almost fainted. The cut actually starts at my belly button, and I get queezy even thinking about it. Someone acutally cut me open at my bellybutton Ok, so now that I'm totally grossed out and I'm thinking that the worst is behind me, I find out that when we go in today, the doctor might decide to admit me to the hospital for a night if he doesn't like how my incision's healing I can say for sure that I don't like how it's healing, so how in the world is he going to like it??? I'm hoping to God that I'm wrong and that it's okay......I guess we'll find out at 4. There's good news, though. I finished chapter 6 of My Jump Off , and i got it posted today. I hope everyone likes it. Also, I worte a poem when i first found out I had another tumor, but i'm not sure if I'll post it or not. It's a little defiant, and maybe in a way, I was trying to poke death in the eye, even though I didn't know yet what was going to happen. It's a little personal, but I might post it someday. I mainly wrote it for myself as a way to stay strong in case the tumor was cancerous, which I'm sure now that it wasn't because they would have told us yesterday at the hospital if it was. The other good news is that I'm actually all caught up on my school work, and I found out that these days I'm missing aren't going to count against me. With finals, that's a good thing. I know I can stay on the A/B honor roll, but there's no way I can make the principals list because I've had too many referals this year. I don't really care about that though. So anyway, sorry if it seems like I'm complaining. I really don't feel good, and my throat still feels dry from not having anything to drink for almost a whole day. I just needed to vent a little.

Ok, so as of midnight, i'm not allowed to eat or drink anything. That totally sucks because I know that when I wake up from my surgery tomorrow I'm going to be thirsty and it'll probably be the same guy as last time feeding me ice chips with his bare hands That said, I've come to a conclusion......I'm like P Diddy.....no, I'm not a famous rapper who lives in New York, and Suge Knight doesn't want to kill me (at least I hope not :wacko: ) but for the last few days, I've been saying things like, I won't stop. Of course, that's the P Diddy signature saying on just about every song he's in. But it's the truth. I just finished chapter 44 of What's the difference between me and you and sent it off to my editor, so hopefully if I can come home tomorrow night, I'll have the energy to post it. If not then, definitely Tuesday. I'm also still writing poetry, and I posted the mothers day poem I wrote for my stepmom, My Mom , in the e-fiction section of the site. Also, I'm still gonna get to work. I can go back next week So anyway, call me Diddy......or just call me Nick either way, I won't stop Someone important to me once said this in a PM he wrote to me: Life is like driving NJ. There is a rearview mirror and it serves a purpose but to get to where you want to go, you've got to be looking forward. BTW, the next chapter of My Jump Off is coming soon

Ok, so today has been the day from hell. I knew I had a doctors appointment. My dad made one for me last week because I have a real tender spot on my stomach, and it's getting bigger and worse. So today we go to the doctors and he presses on it real hard and I kinda yelped a little. Then he feels all around it to see how big it is, and I tell him that it's gotten bigger. Then he sits back and takes off his glasses and asks me about my appetite. I tell him that I'm eating ok, but my dad jumps in and says that I havent been eating good at all compared to how I normally eat. So, he tells me to be honest about what I usually eat at school, and I tell him that I eat fritos and a m&m cookie all day. So then he drops the big question......have i been on a diet lately....I tell him no, because I havent been, and he looked at me like I was lying. So, he asks if Im sure, and I promise him I havent been dieting. See, the last time I got really sick was when I went on a diet and didnt tell anyone about it. I ended up in the hospital for a few days because I only wieghed 87 pounds and I was supposed to be 110. Even after I got out of the hosptial, I had to drink these nasty shakes and my dad and my stepmom watched me to make sure I took them. When I went to school, the vice principal made sure I drank my shakes when it was time and that I ate some lunch. Of course, even if he hadnt, my friends were on my case about it too, so they woulda made me drink them. That was last year. So anyway, when the nurse weighed me when we were walking to the room where we waited for the doctor, I wieghed 102 pounds. That means I lost 11 pounds since my last appointment, when I was 113. The thing is, I'm hungry all the time, and I have been eating a lot. Lately, though, I haven't felt too good, and I guess I don't really think much about food. I eat when I go to work, and I always have dinner when I get home at night. I even eat dessert sometimes. Ok, back to the doctor. He tells me that he doesn't like the sore spot and sends me for some x-rays. Well, then we have to go downstairs and wait like 45 minutes for them to call us up. The whole time, my dads stressing out. He kept reaching for his cell but there was a big sign that said no cell phone use, so he had to put it away. Finally we get called back and here's where he totally embarrases me........the lady giving me the x-rays was telling me to face different directions, and when we were done, my dad was asking her why she didnt have me standing in all these other positions and kinda yelling at her that there was no way that they could see everything because they missed spots.. I wanted to die right there. So now that Im totally embarrased we go back upstairs and wait for someone to come back and talk to us about the xrays. They took us back and the doctor said that he wanted to send me to a specialist, so we had to go to Norfolk to Sentara for some stupid nuclear department they have. I had to lay down in the same loud machine they put me in last year and they rubbed red crap all over my chest and made me lay still. So anyway, we spent all day at the doctors office until 3 in the afternoon. I still made it home in time to get to work in time, but my dad was tripping out and talked to my supervisor when we got there. He told her that I might have to quit because he thinks it's too much stress on me. I was soooooo pissed. So now, instead of going to school tomorrow, I get to spend the day at CHKD in Norfolk while they make sure Im not dying or whatever(rolls eyes). I'm sure it's something gay and everyones just flipping out over nothing. I just hate it because it seems like I'm always having some kind of medical drama and I'm sick of it. I'm sick of the tumors, and I'm sick of the surgeries. I'm sick of seeing my dad and my stepmom stress out over crap like this, and I hate how it makes them fight. They're like the perfect couple, but they fight like crazy whenever stuff like this happens because they're too stressed out and won't calm down. My dad was so worried last night that he stayed up till like 2 in the morning. I could hear him in his office working. That's what he does when he's freaking out about something. He gets on his office pc and works. So when I get home from work, the first thing I notice is that my dad and my stepmom arent speaking. Great. I just want all of this to be over so we can get on with things.

I would just like to say for the record that whatever happened in the last few days is over as far as I'm concerned. I deleted the blog entry that was related to it, and I've also dropped some dead weight that I had been toting around for a while now. It happened, and it was sad, but I'm ready to move on. The only thing I'm sorry for is that I let myself be angry enough to pollute my blog with that garbage. I owe Myr and all of the readers at Gay Authors an apology for doing that, especially the ones who follow my stories. So, moving on, I posted a new poem today. I hope Myr doesn't mind that I posted the actual text in the lounge, but I thought it was important for Viv, Camy and Rhawes to get the credit they deserve. They put it down for real, and I think that they easily had the 3 best entries in no particular order. I know everyone worked hard on their entries, and I give anyone who wrote a story for the anthology props because they deserve them. So, this brings me to my confession.....I've never actually stopped to read anyones stories on this site except Dom, Lugh, dkstories and Comically. Well, I just recently started reading stuff from Dio, and it's great too, but I havent got very far yet. But to be honset, Viv, Rhawes and Camy are awesome(dare I say as good as Dom???). I don't know how Camy isn't a hosted author here, because his writing style is so good, and Viv's blew my mind. I try so hard to write like she does, and I work detail into my stories that I think make it better, but good Lord, Viv. You do it better than anyone I've ever read, and that includes Dom(puts on flame retardant suit). Best friend was such an awesome story that I can't even describe how it made me feel. The rollercoaster of emotions that Rhawes took me on was amazing. Now I have to find the time to read everything Viv, Rhawes and Camy have written. Of course, I have to go to efiction to find camy's work, but maybe Myr's gonna see it one day and offer to host him, because to me, he's that good So, to all three of you, Nick Edit 11:46 pm I read Yankee by The Zot, too. Sorry, I forgot

Well, I had it out with the old man tonight. He wants me to wuit my job because he says I'm too young to have a job and to be taking the kind of classes I'm in at school. I told him no way, but he pointed out to me that I was up last night past 3 in the morning finishing my hw. He's right about that part, but that doesn't always happen. Usually I can finish my hw before I'm off work. I do a lot of it while I'm at school and I try to finish it while I'm on break. But last night I had a lot of work to do, plus a book report I knew about for almost a month but I never started until last night. We read Grapes of Wrath in January, and she gave us until today to have the dang thing done. But of course I had to wait until it was panic time and I ended up with about 2 hours of sleep last night. So. I admit, I've been grouchy all day. When he said he wanted me to quit, I told him no way. Of course, he told me that it wasn;t my choice, and he's right about that. But, if he makes me quit, he know's I'll never forgive him. I mean, I really like having a job. There's something about going to work and making my own money and trying to do my job as good as I can that I really think is cool. Maybe I'm just a nerd, though. idk. I know that if I did have to quit, I'd have my evenings again for Taylor . I really miss spending all afternoon with him and having dinner with him here or sometimes at his place. But on my days off we still get to see eachother, so it's not like we NEVER get to spend time together. It's just not as much as we used to. Plus, I like having my own money, even if my dad only lets me keep 35 dollars out of my check and makes me put the rest in savings Anyway, we fought all the way home and even after we got there until my stepmom told us both to shut up so she could hear the tv So, we'll see. I guess that means I have to get my stuff done on time and not be up until 1 in the morning every night(actually, I do that anyway so I can watch Wondershozen)

Ok, so a lot has happened this weekend, and it hasn't been easy. But I know I have to keep moving, and I'm going to. Myr just posted the Anthology today, and I was proud to see my story there. I'm not saying it was all that, but to have a story posted on the same page as Lugh and RHawes and Viv was amazing to me. Also, I have goals and I have to keep working to get them accomplished. I started almost a year ago on xanga, posting What's the difference for about 5 readers, but that grew to about 20. Then I started posting it here at the Library, then at the efiction section of the site and that number got bigger. Then I met Talonrider, who got my story straight and got me hosted at CRVBOY and also hosted me himself at The Talon House . In the meanwhile, I started my own forum, Nick's Story Discussion and eventually, my own pageNick's Story Page . I also started on My Jump Off and started writing poetry. I know that in order to ever be considered good enough to ever be a hosted author here, I have to keep writing good stories and poems and posting them everywhere I can to make my audience as big as I can. Anyway, I had to stop and think about what I wanted to do. I don't ever want to leave this place. I love it here too much, and even if I never make it as a hosted Author, I promise to keep posting my work here and to make as big of a contribution as possible.

Okay, so I'm thinking about changing my user name for some odd reason. I'm not sure why, but I have this idea that somehow changing my profile name might make my stories seem more exciting and people would want to read them. Unfortunately, I went to change it, and the name I was going to go with (Nick) was already being used by someone who hasnt been on since like 2003. Oh well, I have a few other names in mind....here's the choices I'm considering Mikehawk(sayitfast) W00t1991 SouthsideNick Nicktheprick ********* (okay, this one is a secret because i don't want anyone to steal it) I'm open to suggestions if you think there's another name I should think about using Edit: 12:30 YAY!!!! So far, two people want me to leave the forum!!!! I feel so loved Thank you, thank you very much

Happy Easter Ok, so I know I just updated this thing. I messed around and did the same thing on myspace. Anyway, I'm doing really good. I didn't have to work as much this last week as I thought I was gonna have to. But, I did get paid Besides that, it's back to school for this boy, and I'm actually ready to go back. I felt guilty about not having to wake up and go for some reason. Maybe it's because I have my routine down and I got to break it last week. Either way, I'm glad to be going back....btw, guess who got straight A's on his report card.....not Taylor Sorry, Taylor. I couldn't help myself. Also, I've been hard at work getting my story, What's the difference between me and you? edited and fixed, now I can start posting the finished work on Gay Authors again. I really love the way my editor worked hard with the mess I gave him and made it look so good My other story, My Jump Off, was updated today. I posted chapter 5 this morning and I have to say, I'm pretty happy with the character development. Also, I've been trying my hand at poetry. I've been getting some good reviews on it, but I posted a poem at Kaspers forum and no one has said whether or not they liked it...maybe they didn't Oh well, it's okay, because I'm gonna keep working hard to get better at it. The first poem I wrote was about dysfunctional relationships, and no, it wasn't about me and Taylor at all. The second poem I wrote was for my dad. I just got up one day and sat down and wrote it for no reason, but it basically said all of the things I wanted to say about how much I love him. That's the one I posted at Kaspers forum. The third one I wrote was for my boo, Taylor. It was all about us and our relationship and how much I love him and how we've grown in the Word of God. The forth one I wrote was for my mom. Even though she's been gone my whole life, I still love her and I miss having her in my life. I just wanted to let some of my sadness out and also to tell her that just because my dad and Lori are married, that doesn't mean I don't think about her everyday. Because I really do. I have dreams about her and I wonder about all kinds of stuff. Anyway, I'm gonna stop now because I'm getting all emotional and I don't want to do that. I have so much to be thankful for in my life. My family(that includes Taylor and his folks), my friends, my church and most of all, God, who sent his only Son to Earth to die on the cross for our sins. That's what Easter's all about, right? I mean, yeah, we have the easter egg hunt, and we eat candy and have Ham and Mash potatoes and rolls and brocolli and pies, but in the end, it's all about the miracle of Christ's resurrection. Okay, so I'm done now I just wanted to check in and spill my guts for a little bit. I hope everyone has a blessed week

Ok, so appearently, I'm mean. This is according to a source who says that 20-30 people have told him that I'm mean. So, I want to know.....is it true?? Be honest, too because if I am, I don't want to be mean. Normally, I don't care what people think of me, and really, if it was just a few people, I wouldnt worry.....but 20-30 is a lot. So, if you're one of those people, and you think I'm mean, please tell me why.

I have a really bad habit....I forget sometimes that people online dont know me in real life, and i take a lot of things too seriously when I shouldn't let them bug me. I wont say what happened, but I will say that after it happened, I acted like a jerk....in a way. I didnt go off on anyone or something like that. Instead, I just stormed off like a dummy. There's no way that the person I was offended by could have known he was offending me. Anyway, I just want to say sorry to everyone for being a real jerk, even if you didn't know I was doing it. So I guess this is gonna be my last entry before we leave for Cali. I just didn't want to dissapear before I got this off my chest, because I have a headache thinking about how I acted. As a christian, I dont feel like I exactly followed the Word of God tonight. So I feel really bad righ now about it. Anyways, I'm sorry. * * * * Well, it's official. I lost every song on my hard drive. Eight hundred and eighty songs and over a hundred videos are gone. And even though I can get the songs back, some of the movies I had i can never get back because they're ones that friends and family had made. The good news is that one of my friends was able to send me about 80 of the songs that I used to have that he had too So, at least I'm on my way to getting my songs back Plus, a lot of the songs on my pc were from CD's I had uploaded, so all I have to do is upload those CD's again. BTW, iTunes is wack!! Its good for my ipod, but as far as being able to share the files that I paid for with my iTunes card, it's totally gay. I'm not gonna pay for another DL from that site. Also, I plan to post the next chapter of My jump Off as soon as it's done. I won't be finished until I get back, so it's going to be a little bit. Anyway, I only have one comment on the last chapter, so I'm kinda wondering what people actually think about the story. maybe if someone gets around to reading it, they can leave me a comment Kisses Nick