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When I first came here to gaia, I have to admit it was because I needed something to take my mind off of work... haha whoever knows me well knows how good it would be for me to get my mind off of what I used to do.

And things haven't been so bad, I mean look I quit that job after some timely gestures. Plus I've brought my drinking down to nothing maybe a glass of wine a day, and I'm beginning to talk with my family again.

Too bad I hadn't realized this a few years ago it could of made my life a lot easier. But hey who carres it's done right, and now I actually have pans for my future. I'm on track and actually in control for ounce in my life, that and I'm beginning to act like myself again. I just hope when I head back to school this coming september xp people actually recognize me. Or maybe I don't oh well who knows ^^

By the way no ummer school for me ^^ just hours and hours of work

yes the dreaded word and in 2 days i have them crying ohh dammit i should study...

(Borrowed from kippy_sneeze)
[1] Who are you?
[2] Are we friends?
[3] When and how did we meet?
[4] How have I affected you?
[5] What do you think of me?
[6] What's the fondest memory you have of me? .
[7] How long do you think we will be friends or enemies?
[8] Do you love me?
[9] Have I ever hurt you?
[10] Would you hug me?
[11] Would you kiss me?
[12] Would you ******** me?
[13] Are we close?
[14] Emotionally, what stands out?
[15] Do you wish I was cooler?
[16] On a scale of 1-10, how nice am I?
[17] Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
[18] Am I loveable?
[19] How long have you known me?
[20] Describe me in one word.
[21] What was your first impression?
[22] Do you still think that way about me now?
[23] What do you think my weakness is?
[24] Do you think I'll get married?
[25] What about me makes you happy?
[26] What about me makes you sad?
[27] What reminds you of me?
[28] What's something you would change about me?
[29] How well do you know me?
[30] Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
[31] Do you think I would kill someone?
[32] Are you going to put this on your journal and see what I say about you?

I said it ounce and I did fr a little while but this time it's perminent. No more fighting in street brawles or hit jobs and deffinetly no more fighting just to blow off steam.

I'm going to start copping with a few things, try and kill some of past off so I can go on with my future. Of course I could do that one way or another. Drink them away like i was accustomed to doing or face them.... why do I allways want to take the hard road?

Well that will kill drinking and fighting so now I'm just going to be like anybody else.... well maybe not my mind will still be this mass of mazes that I can't get around and lets face it... I'll never completly get rid of my one side for good. He'l allways come back when I need him or when I least expect the visit.

Yah Yahhhhh! ^_^
Guess who is getting their poem published in a book? I'll give you all one guess and it aint George. Me that's who I am a finalist in a poetry contest but no matter what my poem is going to be published in an anthology and I will receive the honour of being one of the top 50 poets in Canada ^_^
God I love life right now ^_^

It's not something that has ever come easy for me, and even though i have kept it up for some time now I want to set facts straight.

Born: January 27th 1990 in Collingwood Ontario

Now ever since I was a kid I was afraid of a lot of things thanks to my mother, that was untill I watch a Friday the Thirteenth movie. My fears went away and some how I started to model myself from the biggest horror film character known Jason Voorheese.

But that wasn't all my dad was a Fianl Fantast addict and he got me playing them at age 2 starting soon with FF3. I found in that game a character named Cyan who had lost his family, his entire life. But his attitude towards things, his loyalty and gantlemen hood rubbed off on me somehow.

So basically my personallity is based on 2 people from the mind of someone else, and that is why these two have come to make me an interseting guy I must say. Of course being 6foot 4 now a days is helping me out to.

Lets face it not too many people are seen in a streetfight pummeling away at a bloody mess then caught writing poetry and holding doors open the next morning. I am in fact the weirdest of all personallities I think.

I have done horrible things to people which I dare not tell others of.
I have done things only seen in nightmares.
I have had my spots of good and sorrow...
But am I a good person or am I just pretending? I don't know anymore.

It's been a year and the pain still burns
The scar stays in my heart never to leave
Or so my thoughts would tell me
But now I have found another
And my heart races as we meet
This love is not a game it is reality
Anything for her, I'd like to say
But th last time that was said, my memories got burned away
All I want is to love her with all my heart, but can I?
With this scar gashed in my heart froma love stricken down?
Is she the one to heal my heart....I say yes
And at the words I have but one thing to say
I am guilty of calling her perfect
But have the accuse of knowing no other word for her