Probably my best friend. I met him in seventh grade, in Mrs. Cox's math class. We played crappy math games on her 1875 IBM. from then on, we've always been really competitive. We'll find different ways to compete on the spot. (most doughnuts in mouth, spit the furthest, sumo-badmitten, etc.) We both played trumpet, but he's an accomplished Tuba player now. One of the shmucks I sit with at lunch, always directly across from me. We've got very similar tastes. Really the only guy I can listen to both oldies and bigband with, and then turn around and stalk the HFHP. He's in chorus, and I think I could be, so we sing a lot, too. This is a guy who won't try to look cool like the vast majority of American youth. He smacks me a lot, but he's also the guy that's most likely to laugh at my jokes. Pretty much the only guy I talk to on the phone. Oddly, I've only been to his house once, and when I did, his parents were very hospitible, except that they seemed to want to kill me. He played on the football team, but I can still Sumo wrestle him to the ground. This guy knows a lot of girls, yet never seems to get any. I guess that's what it's like in chorus. What's really unique about Brendon are his high morals. This is a guy who won't be caught having sex with that blonde who came up and asked for it. And that's significant to me. His home phone number is 919-483-9573, and he lives at 176 Marvin Gardens, Raleigh, NC, 27607. He typically carries about twenty dollars in his wallet.(Back right pocket)
Another very good friend of mine. I met him in 6th grade, and haven't gotten rid of him since. I go to his house more than any other, because his parents are awesome, and we have very similar tastes in SOME forms of media. He introduced me to such things asMonty Python and Saturday Night Live, and I'm forever indebted to him for this. It's funny that we haven't been in the same classes since 6th grade, but atleast we're at the same school. Nathan's my connection to a whole other clique of guys. (you know what I mean) And when we get into an argument, you should look at the sparks fly. Because he's likely to set fire to something of mine. No, seriously, we've gotten into heated debates about everything from the degressing socially redeeming values of modern youth culture to whether I'm allowed to stay in jail if I don't put $50 in the middle. A lot of my jokes were created in his presence, and he's more than happy to take credit for them. We don't like eachother's music, but we complain about the same crappy movies, and that's what has kept up our relationship.
One of the few girls that I feel very close to. I just met her in 9th grade. I was very suspicious of her at first. Honestly, I still don't fully trust her. She's not a quiet girl, or a shy girl. She's willing to do just about anything, so that people know that she can do it. You know what I mean. She's the kind of girl to challenge you with a "You don't think I'll do this?" And that's what I love about her. She's got spirit. And she's not a bad looker, either. Pretty much the only girl I talk to on the phone. And those conversations don't always flow so well. Usually, the only way to keep it going is to make fun of something stupid that she did. Most girls think this is really funny, and it's one of the only weapons I have against her gender. Me and Gina could never have a real relationship. I open myself up to her more than anyone else, and she knows me too well. But she's really fun to have around, at parties, at lunch, in bed, and I'd hate to end up as one of her ex-boyfriends. You don't want to be on Gina's bad side. Her mom thinks I'm ugly.
I haven't known Nick for very long, but it seems like a very long time. He's a friend of Brendon's, and they've know eachother for considerably longer than I've known the definition of "cogniscenti." Nick's a really bright guy. He brings up very intellectual conversations at the lunch table, which I can readilly say have significantly changed my direction of life, not necessarily because I always agree with him, but because he showed me that a high school guy doesn't have to act like an idiot to fit the molds set up by modern society. But this guy isn't all think and no play. He's got a great sense of humor that's hard to describe. But what's important is that his mixes with mine, enabling us to enjoy eachothers company. The first thing that comes to mind is that your inSANE! He's a year older than me and most of my friends, by which I mean a grade, and I believe he used to be in chorus, so he sings with me and Brendon and tells me I suck. Likes to tell Brendon to hit me. Has introduced a lot of the recurring jokes in my portfolio. His analytical mind makes him a huge critic, which gets annoying after a second. But I'll put up with him. I can't find his E-Mail, so I haven't talked to him in a while. He may be dead.
His real name is Josh, but we all call him Hoss. By we all I mean me. Hoss is short. I sit beside him in band, because we both play trumpet. He wouldn't want me to get into that. One of my wealthier friends (not on free lunch program at Chickfillet). Being my bud in marching band means we've been through a whole lot of stuff in a short time (didn't meet him untill just before 9th grade). He went out with Katie (another short person, I only recognise her by the top of her head) forever, until they split up. Hoss hits me almost as much as Brendon did when he sat beside me in band. Not a wimp. Always willing to do wild things (that are in reality pretty stupid) and drag me along for the ride. Can be very insulting, but I can play that game as well as him. Not the classiest friend I've got, as evident by how he attacks girls. But hey, I'll take him. Otherwise band would be hell, sitting in betweem Jessie and Burke. we've got some similar tastes, and that helps.
JK (pronounced jckk) is another good friend of mine. He's in a wheelchair, which is bad, but he's stinking rich, which makes up for paralyzed legs. JK was in my C&C class this past year, and by the time you've been through C&C with someone, it's doubtful that you will remain friends. Or alive. We've gone to JK's house to work on a couple of C&C projects, and ended up losing his dad's solid gold glasses and severely beating a black guy. Me and JK like the same comedians, and he has revived in me my childhood love of Marvel Comics. I may not see him again, seeing how this year he was in ALGEBRA I, a term synonomous with ignorance. We would sing Bohemian Rhapsody, and impersonate Mitch Hedberg, and do the "Say no more" Monty Python sketch. Also, I would continuously do his work for him, and several other people, through the course of the year, merely because I would not comply to a work that I entrusted anyone else to create. But his house was sweet, and he gave me pizza. So he's on my site.
Danny (an acronym: Dead and not noticing yet) is a very good friend of mine. I sit with him in math. Danny's a pretty damn smart guy. I consider myself very good at math, but Danny has a deeper passion for it, to the point where he has taught himself Calculus. He's only 14 and a half, but he has the interest in particle physics of a full fifteen year old. He reads Nitche, which impresses (scares) me. But don't think this guy is a stick in the mud. He's a pretty wild guy, as evident by his hair. He was born a day before me, but I think I've become older than him since then. This guys in chorus, and probably not gay. We make fun of third eye blind occasionally, which is fun, but our musical interests deviate after that. I hope Danny's in my math class next year, or I'll be with a bunch of people older than me. Danny's got a web site, but I'm not sure that it's legal.
I've known Will since seventh grade, when we were both in Band (he plays trombone). I've always considered Will a pretty simple guy. His facial expression rarely changes. It's not that he has a one track mind, but we used to pretend that he did in eighth grade, to make jokes and such. A little known side of Will is his intricate taste in 1940's swing. An easy laugh, if you surprise/confuse him. In fact, the most common thing I hear him say is "Ha ha, what?" I've drawn charecatures of my classes, and Will looks hilarious. But the most prominent charectoristic of Will is the fact that he is extremely sadistic. I don't know if he realizes this, but he is constantly looking for human misery, either in such statements as "Ah ha, we don't have to read Jane Eyre", or by causing the mischeif himself. He was going to pay me for eating a peppper, just because he wanted to see me in pain. I say he was going to because he never did, because Will rarely gives things away that don't have macaroni secretly stuffed in them. But other than that, he's alright.
I do not know Brian.
But I would like Brian.
And Brian would like me.
Nick says so.
STEVEN (or Stephen)
Steven was pretty much the only guy I knew who rode my bus in the 7th grade. (Also probably the only guy who rode it for less than five years) Steve's an odd charector. He's the kind of guy you really were never too sure about. But he occasionally makes me laugh, so he's in. We wrote a short story together for English in the eighth grade. It was blatantly homoerotic. Steve's not the kind of guy who's gonna conform to the modern standard of a high school boy. He's still working on 3rd grade. But seriously, folks . . . This guy can have a good time . . . Chandler style! and I can't say that for everyone. Sometimes he does things Steve style, but I tell him he's stupid, and he laughs and says shut up. This guy can make the weirdest faces, which can really make your stomach turn, or your blood cells fluctuate, or your religious faith dwindle.I forgot to put him in here at first but that's alright, because I haven't told him about my site yet.
A very good friend of mine whom I somehow missed. I know James from C&C, a class I'm taking, and we had such a blast last year. We're constantly trying this year to rebuild the "C&C empire". We give people the names of people in our class last year who they resemble. Me and James have so many jokes, and he puts the really funny stuff in this little black book he carries around, known as the book, giving rise to the phrase "That's going in the book." We've got this game going on wherein, whenever somebody sneezes, the first person to say "Bless you" gets a point. Stupid, perhaps, but class would be so dull without it. James is the sportcaster on the morning anouncement, and does a darn fine job at it, because he has this outstanding charisma, more so than any of my other friends. His nick name for me is "Seedub", short for CW, being my initials. The best I could come up with was Mundia, said in a deep gutteral voice, it being his last name. He's a great soccer player from what I hear, and he loves to golf. When in a conversation with a girl, he likes to say "So, do you wanna make out?" It's great. He pronounces the syllable "-out" as "oot". "What are you talking aboot?" But I think he doe it on purpose. He was Odysseus in our glorious production of the Odyssey, and fit the part well. All in all, James is a really fun guy.
Met Fitz in C&C class. No, he wasn't overbearingly obnoxious like James and I were. But he exhibited one of the major virtues of a C&C student, which was the willingness to do work. He was the tech guy for some of the great movies we made last year. He was always willing to make things that may or may not take a lot of time, while this is enough to put him on my good side, you have to be really good to get mentioned on this page. Fitz bears that honor because he's a smart guy with a sharp wit, with a very compatible sense of humor with my own. So while he was always willing to do shit for me, he was also always willing to laugh at what I said that would have made a normal kid scoff.
Leigh Walton is more like me than anyone I've ever met in my life. Our heads are just tuned into the same wave legnth. While with a lot of my friends I'm the smart guy, and probably the leader, me and Leigh are dead tied whenever we hang out. I met him in Chemistry class, where we immediately took to eachother. We had many great times making fun of Mrs. Warren, flirting with Angie, and getting told to shut up by Joel, who I never really cared for. We started a rock band. Kind of. Check out our official web site at www.aqueouspope.com .
I dated Jackie for awhile. Despite that fact, we're good friends. Jackie's a very interesting charector. She's not usually very sweet. Actually, she beats me. But she's very amused by it. She's a very honest person, and by honest I mean unreasonably blunt. But it's good to know someone who's unreasonably blunt. Jackie has these really long thin fingers, that kind of freak me out. But while she was typically more or less a tiny torsoed bully, she could be very affectionate at times. Also, she wasn't someone I had to watch my language around. To Jackie, no conversational topic was sacred.
KATIE and NICOLE
This is my first joint entry because, while these two girls are not at all the same, they are typically paired in my mind. And I'm never really sure whether they're my friends or not. On the political spectrum, they seem to be complete opposites, Nicole being conservative and Katie being unquestionably radical. Both girls seem very sure of themselves with regard to their veiws and opinions, yet maintain a close friendship regardless. Katie's tactless but honest, while Nicole's more civil but fake. Nicole typically seems rehearsed while Katie can be hilariously awkward. When they get giggly, Nicole hides her face, and Katies voice gets really high. What I'm getting at is, the two of them provide a colorful background for conversation and interaction. When taken in moderation. Oh, and Katie's really hot:)