I’m still alive. After who knows how long, I’m finally writing another entry. It’s been very busy for me. In the mornings, I usually wake up, eat breakfast, shower, go to college, study, go to class and then go home to prepare dinner. After dinner, me and Michelle spend some time talking with each other or taking a late night shower. Internet access is just about dead right now. Even though I got Netzero and Juno, the phone cord is all screwy. So that is part of the reason I haven’t been on.

So much has happened. Ricky *my big bro*, stepped on my laptop and broke it while we got into an argument. My mom had initially said she’d get him to pay for it. However, since then, my mom backtracked and said it’s up to him to pay. He says I deserve it because I should’ve shut up and went in my room. The thing is, my mom and him were talking about me and I believe I have a right to say my point of view. It was all crazy. He almost had Angela, his gf, fight Michelle. I almost decided to call the cops, but that would be bad for me. The cops are lame, they wouldn’t do anything, and since that’d piss him off, I’d probably result in him attacking me again and me getting injured. It seems like the cops want to wait till I’m nearly dying before they do some real intervening. I bet if I was famous, I’d be a lot different. Anyways, I don’t want to go on with that because I’m still upset about that. Not sure how to go about that.

As I type, Michelle is arriving in L.A. She went back home. Not forever, just to swear under oath, apparently, she wasn’t officially a citizen. No biggie to me, she will be when she gets back Thursday. I miss her already. She’s only been gone 2 hours. Just got back from the airport. Right now I’m at college. She took all her stuff so it can be washed. Long story short, Angela had an underware in the washer the last time we washed our stuff. Michelle is a very “clean, must be clean and germ free” type of person. Now that she is comfortable with me, her little crazy compulsion has come out. It’s not that bad. She’s just big on hygiene. But I love her, so it’s ok. I have my own things. I like to stall and procrastinate. She would say I am somewhat depressive too. In a way I am, I’m not currently happy with the way things are in my life right now. I’m at a cross roads, do I live a life that God would want, or do I just do what ever I feel like. Also, my living situation isn’t that great. As Michelle has noted many times, we’d be a lot happier if we had our own place. We wouldn’t get yelled at just for coming in and everyone’s sleeping. It’s crazy. We get back from college late and nearly the whole family is sleeping on the living room floor. Vanessa and Alex have their own room, but since they are afraid of sleeping alone, as is my mom, they all sleep in the living room. It’s not just them either, Lorenzo is there. Sometimes he starts to talk smack to us just because we want to cook at night. I know it’s like 10pm, but he knows about our late classes. He’s always got something negative to say. He’s a Spanish version of Ricky. Very negative family. Like my mom’s favorite line, “Tino, don’t worry about the tumor, we’re all going to die, I might die sooner than you.” Oh gee, that’s comforting. She don’t care about me. She tolerates me and doesn’t have the heart to throw me out, but that’s it. She can’t even go with me to my doctors or even pick up pills. Anyways, that’s is that.

In other news, Jeff might become a somebody. He’s in band called Blindfire. They are touring with “the Broodies” or something like that. I guess the Broodies are somewhat popular according to him. I wouldn’t know. They play at different places and people buy his bands shirts, cds and bumper stickers. I hope he does well. He sucks at college. That’s why he doesn’t attend now. Also, in other news, Michelle is changing majors, she don’t want to be a psychology major anymore. She wants to be a lawyer. That’s all nice but the courses she’s in right now are geared toward psychology.

Well, that is that. Now I’m just here. Maybe send a few emails. Maybe sneak on to Yahoo IM for a lil while until they catch me. Maybe some one Christian online will be on. I prefer you guys online than those in person. I don’t if it’s just the text, but online people sound a lot more intelligent than those offline. Offline Christians sound delusional to me. Everything is a blessing in their life. Or the devil made them do horrible on a test. I dunno, the conversations just seem so damn fake. Like, “HEY BROTHER, HOW YOU DOING” they go on to say “The lord blessed me in such and such ways and can do it for you too” Implying that all successful people are blessed. Usually ends with, “Call me or I’ll see you in church.” Either way, I never connect. Even when I see them in church, we do just that, see each other in church. I could never talk to them like I would a regular friend. I tried, the result being that I become shunned. Something along the lines of not fellowshipping with fornicators. In that case, why bring anyone new into church? We’re all sinners last time I checked. And if they only knew there was a lot more than fornicating that I do. They’d probably think I am possessed or something.* Heh * Anyways, time to sneak online to chat. LOL ~END~