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Lol ^. I swear I have the opposite of what we call insomnia....probably outsomnia. Shit. It really sucks, considering all of my friends are nocturnal freakin' bats. I'm always tired around 12-1. Everybody always says it's because I work, but so do they...and I don't work late. I hope now that school's out, I'll be able to re-gain the teenage nocturnalness I had 2 summers ago, where I could easily stay awake until 12 in the afternoon with Tricia. Speaking of Tricia, I kind of tried to change her sleeping habits, but that didn't really work out. It's impossible. Her middle name is "insomnia." Lol. It's alright. I'll be back. I swear.

Anyways, my Uncle's wedding is today. I'm one of the groomsmen (taking place of my Dad, since he's in Qatar) and I don't really have to do much but stand in the heat for (hopefully) about an hour. I'll be posting pictures later. :P

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I absoulutely adore thunderstorms. While everyone else is rushing to the house to avoid the heavy rain, loud thunder and blinding lightning, I'll be right inside my doorway with the door open, admiring the wonderful catastrophe of Mother Nature.

It's just the rush of it all. The effects of a thunderstorm are so vivid and mesmorizing, how could you not sit and stare for a moment. Even as 3 beeps emit from the speakers of my TV and a bright red warning flashes across the screen warning everyone of a tornado, I'll still be in my doorway. I love seeing the lightning flash, then anticipating the loud "BOOM!" of the thunder, signaling it's distance from me. I love watching the patterns of the raindrops, pit-patting on every solid surface visible to my eyes. And best of all, I love feeling the rain hit every inch of my body, dripping down to the ground, soaking into my clothes. It's the beauty of a thunderstorm. I doubt you've never thought of it like that, huh?

I know I might be crazy and this entry might sound a little...weird, but you got to respect it. Next time a thunderstorm drifts your way, look deeper into it. Look past the clouds. Anticipate the next flash, the next boom...

Okay, I'm done having my orgasmic rant. Here's a picture I took not too long ago. I've always wanted to catch lightning, and I finally did.

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...not really.



So I recently discovered something amazing: BillMeLater. It's basically like having a credit card...without a credit card. You pay for whatever you bought every month until you pay it off. I found this because I was searching for a ticket to go to Georgia this month, but I was a little short on money. Hotwire had an option for BillMeLater and I set up an account.

I bought the ticket, and didn't have to pay a dime....yet. I plan to pay it off by next month, or at least by August. It's a really great option if you're trying to learn about credit and the advantages and disadvantages to having a credit card. There's so many things you have to worry about: interest rates, APR's, rewards, monthly payments, annual payments, etc. Ugh. It's really stressful, but it can come in handy at times.

Anyways, BillMeLater (so far) is a pretty handy tool when buying online. They offer such specials as "No Payments for 6 Months" or free shipping. If they don't rip me off before I pay this ticket off, I'll probably end up buying a new computer for myself or a camera.

Let's get some money first, yeah? -_-

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Hates the world around her, hates the way life treats her/
So vulnerable at times, seems anything could defeat her/
The love she passes up, the care she ignores/
Could all be the reason why she ends up so sore/
She has me in her life, she has for to the ever/
She forgets the way we fell in love is the reason we're together/
Why is she so blind to see her mistakes help her grow/
Self-esteem is at the bottom, as she looks in the mirror once more/
Arguments full with tension, not easy to ignore/
The concept ridden with stupidity, it's just another war/
But I love her, yep, and I hate to leave her lonely/
The reason i'm in this, because in the end she'll console me/
Thank me for the effort, the constant lovability/
All the while we waited, we finally receive tranquility/
It's all about ability, the strive towards victory/
I'm the potion in the bottle, she can always take a sip of me/

This is for you, babe. I'm always here for you: sad, angry, happy, mad. Doesn't matter. In the end, I still love you.

I wrote this to the instrumental of "Paris, Tokyo" if anyone tries to figure out how to rap this, lol.

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Craigslist is a fucking godsend. I was browsing the site and stumbled across an ad for a miniature refrigerator. I've always wanted one, and now was my chance to actually get one. I emailed every ad I found, some for $40, some for $50. After a few hours, I got an e-mail from an Eastern European named Mario (kinda cool, huh? xD). We arranged the time, place and price and negotiated a little. It was originally $60, but I bumped him down to $50. We were to meet at the King St. Metro Station in Alexandria, VA at 2PM.

So morning came. I accidentally stayed up until 5AM, so I was a little tired. -_- I took Darryl to work and took $50 out of my checking account. I left my house around 12:50 and got there at 1:25 (I think it's because I was going 70mph most of the way there -_-). He called me and I told him I was a little early, so I just waited for him in the parking lot. Him and his wife came about 15 minutes later and we made a quick, smooth transition with a little side conversation about gas before we took off. I was pretty happy with myself. =P

My mom called and I told her I would pick her up at the Naylor Rd. Metro Station, but that wasn't going to be for another 2 hours, so I just went on base and shot my basketball around for a little. She called me again and said she would be at the Metro in "25....30 minutes," so I left. I ended up waiting for an hour or so, watching 3 trains pass in intervals of 20 minutes. -_-

Bleh. Long day. I'm exhausted, but not that tired. Anyways, here's the fridge I got. ^_^

I don't drink soda much. I just put those in cuz I can. xD