Match Of My Life!

Gas... Check.

BB's... Check.

Sem-I... Check.

Spare Mag... Check.

Mask... Check.

Hands......................um............ Check.

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What a game! Just maybe a couple hours ago, my friends and I, (Hm, that sounds like too many people.) John, Kasey, and I, airsofted in my backyard. It is actually quite interesting. We have a course that's about 60 to 70 feet from bush to bush. At this range, my KWA Glock 18c can still do some damage. Kasey received several welts throughout the whole entire day. One of the more devastating hits on him were under his arm, where it was bleeding and bruising. It is very funny though, how he screams way too loud whenever he gets hit. John, well, he just tries to hide when he sees the opportunity to. I still lit him up a couple times. For some reason though, I kept on hitting the bottom of his shoe. Weird. Anyways, my Glock 18c is still doing very well, despite the fact that the slide is broken enough for it to not be able to shoot in full auto. Both magazines never failed on me during the whole expansion of games we had. The only shot that really actually hurt me was one that hit my index finger right above my nail. Owchy. Later, after John left, we just went around shooting random things around outside my house. That was very uneventful. Anyways, we might airsoft again sometime soon. If we do, that will be another update for this post. 

Peace Peepz.

I love you baby! <333

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH Jamie was here! :D

Poem Of My Life!

For Her,

My Love, 
My Only,

My True Heart,

My Soul.

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In the morning oh so bright,

I see sun and bird aloft so light.

When I cross the threshold pass,

I fall into what the most dark has.

I cannot wait for the sun to drop,

Where I will find myself on top.

But that is oh so soon,

To speak of when it is noon,

On to the fire, I shall trudge,

With everyman as a judge.

The exit is so far, 

Only yet, a tiny bar.

In the air a scent,

Not that my nose relent,

A rose, a flower, an angel.

Maybe my luck is not askew!

Oh no, it is only a bubble,

That leaves me b'fuddled.

On the lonely road,

I've only one that bode.

But it is not of evil,

It is of good, flowery sweet,

Of sweet, flowery good.

I once more pass the hold,

That I always have very bold.

I say, "What await!"

No man will ever hate.

I move my hind,

I move my mind.

I move my behind,

Not once anyone less kind.

Why must I be in this bind?

I answer, must I always be in rewind?

I go there, my time always spent,

Only here, can time be bent.

T'first step, "COLD!"

Then, "This is of gold."

Here, a mighty earthquake!

My heart quiver and shake.

Soon, the sound I hear, 

Be oil on my gear.

Sometimes it is a jungle!

Sometimes it is a struggle.

Sometimes it is a dread!

Sometimes it is a bed.

But nevertheless,

It is always happiness,

Be it caress,

Be it any less!

To lay in the love...

With nothing, nothing at all, 

To be afraid Of. 

~By: ME! (:

Work Of My Life!

                                                     I Have Never Seen 

                                                       So Many Panties

                                                            In My Life.   

              

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I went to work with my mother! -_-. Everyone was nice, and I had In-N-Out and everything, but it was overall very, well, the only word that comes to mind is mindless. The whole day, I worked with a neverending flow of women's lingerie and underwear. The whole day. One would think wow! Must be sexy! But no, it is quite the contrary. 

When I first started working this morning, I thought, "Wow, this might look good on my baby!" And it might, but after seeing the same pair of undergarment for six to seven hours, you mind might become numb to all feelings. My eyes started hurting from all the colors and shapes of cloth flashing in front of me. 

The company owner's son also came to help out today, and for eight full hours we sorted and tagged millions of panties of all different shapes and colors and, I guess, fetishes. It was all, not awkward, but a little shocking in a way. Anyways, the day came to end, and I'm sitting here remembering almost no details from the day in Pantyville. My friend and I both were tired and lightheaded from all the panties. You know, maybe if we switched to packaging and tagging bras for a little it would have been better. But no. It was all panties. Panties galore.

The two of us have a saying now: "Pwned by Panties."

Very Good. I kind of did literally too. I stabbed myself with the tagger gun. Oh, speaking of the tagger guns, each gun received a "magazine" filled with the plastic price tag madoofers, and a full-hand sized "trigger", a safety feature, and a "charging handle". All armed with a very sharp tip. One would plunge the sharp tip deep into the panties and pull the trigger to leave a very pricey mark. 

I might go back to work tomorrow, I'm not sure. If anything new happens, I'll be sure to update this.

Peace guys!

Love you baby! <333

Season Of My Life!

           "Winter 

       Must Be Cold 

     For Those With 

  No Warm Memories."

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Luckily for me, Winter is very warm. In my heart, I have so many warm memories. Many. Many that I am fond of far beyond belief. The fondest of them all, are the ones with my baby Jamie. To many people, Winter is just an obstacle they want to avoid. But really, I think the most romantic moments, the most enjoyable slumbers, the most perfect moments, happen when snow is drifting slowly down, the wind is soft and chilly, silence prevails, and all you can see is the face and eyes of the one you love, and your own breath floating into nothingness. 

As a whole year passes on, and Winter comes along, all I wish for is to spend it with someone special. I'm sure, to anyone that is reading this, they wish the same thing. They may not know they are special to you, or maybe they know, and just isn't able to spend it with you. I am also very happy for what I have, for who I have, around me, in my heart. Either way, Winter can mean despair, hopelessness, loneliness. Or, it can mean happiness, contentedness, and heart-felt love. Thank God I am the latter.

This is the first Christmas my baby and I will spend together. I will never, ever forget this first Christmas. I know I won't. <3

PS. Anyone that has someone they love but are scared to tell them? Tell them! Let them know how you feel. Tell them Winter has made you long for happiness and a complete heart. Everyone should be with someone special during Christmas. That can be the parent that you don't see very often, or the family back home that you seldom visit. Tell them they matter, that you love them. 

I wish everyone a very merry Christmas, and an even better New Year.

(The quote at the top was written by an anonymous figure. Very mysterious. >.>)

Lights Of My Life!

Lights On TC! 

Such 

Memories...

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Last year, this very day and month, my love and I were standing in the parking lot of our local supermarket, and I asked her for her screen name for AIM. She said she was going to give it to me, but she never did until a couple days later during band. I still remember how I was excited like never before to talk to her on AIM. Things led to another, and we ended up unable to go through one day without talking on AIM for at least a couple of minutes. 

Anyways, I kinda went on too far into our story. My posts will tell our story bit by bit, so don't worry! Back to the parking lot that day last year, we made an inside joke that we bring up even now. Well, since it is an inside joke, I'm not going to share it. 

Today, I walked up to her again and asked her if she has an SN. I can't really explain her reaction. She seemed surprised, happy, and playful at the time. I guess that is just my goal. Everything went pretty well; we went to our local Denny's Restaurant, and had a good time.

Lights! Camera! Love!

Track Of My Life!

I ran 

track 

today!!!

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Today I ran track, and it was a much more exhilarating experience than what I have imagined. I'm doing sprints, and since I am actually pretty good at it, I think that's what I'm going to settle on. I ran in my regular, casual shorts, and heavy basketball shoes, and my partner and I still won the relay. 

When I first decided today to try out sprinting with a couple of my friends, I didn't know what to think, or expect. I more or less dived in with my eyes closed. It turned out to be pretty fun and I did pretty good considering the fact that I had absolutely no running gear. 

So, sprinters have this thing called "turn-over" which is how fast your legs come forward to meet the ground everytime you take a step. Supposedly I have OK turn-over, since everyone was saying, "Aw, nice you have fast turn-over Michael!" (For some reason whenever I think of "turn-over" I think of a gun cycling its rounds. Weird.) So, I have decided that sprinting is the thing for me. (: 

Now that I am pretty much in track, I can become more fit, run a lot faster, and of course most importantly, spend more time with the babe. I sounds dorky! Track season will be fairly busy, and hopefully fairly fun at the same time. I will use this particular post to write updates on my track experience. Every time I post an update, I will head it with "edit//"so that it is loud and conspicuous.

Wish me luck as an amateur sprinter! 

Dance Of My Life!

The 

Sadie Hawkins 

Dance... 

A Reminiscence...

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Last year, I went to Sadies with my girlfriend, Jamie, and it was the first time we went to a dance together. It was also one of the best dances I have ever went to. No, actually. It was the best. And it was really because I went with the person I am ready to spend the rest of my life with. 

I still remember we wore a darkish, brown colored, long-sleeved shirt underneath a bright red shirt/top. With jeans. I swear we were matched the best out of all the people that went to the dance. Not because of what we wore, but because our hearts matched so perfectly. I had the greatest time of my life, and that night, for the first time, I held a girl that made me feel so wonderfully complete and helplessly happy. She, my baby, is the girl for me. That time, and many other times, proved to me that other than her, I can't be with anyone else. She's the only one. 

I remember the music played that night was normal high school dance and club music. During the slow songs, I would bury my face in her shoulder and wish that when I raised my head, the music, the other dancers, time itself, would freeze. So that I can whisper in her ear softly, "I love you, Jamie." 

But of course, life is its miserable self, and that didn't happen. But, I did yell it to her, and I think that meant more to her than anything. I would give anything to go back to that night and lead her outside into the night and whisper I love her. But then again, who cares? I have forever to whisper that to her. I just have to wait for the right moment, the right place, and make her fall in love with me all over again.

Jamie, I love you so much. <3

Phone Of My Life!

Yes, people, I just got a new phone. Yeh.

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Ok, before I start talking about anything, I want to say that this is an AWESOME PHONE! Anyways, I have the Motorola Razr V8. Yes, the Razr 2. I had an option between the V9 and the V8, but I decided that I don't need all that empty space worth of memory when I'm not gonna use it for much anyways. So, I unboxed, charged, and tested my new Razr V8. Well, that was a couple weeks ago. Now, I have found certain distinct cons, but the pros way surpass the cons. I guess this will turn out to be similar to a review. Oh well, off we go!

Cons:

There really is only a couple cons to this phone. One of which is the opening and closing of the phone. Most people would call that the "clamshell" feature, but I think that's just a bit lame, considering the fact that it nothing like a clam. Anyways, back on topic, the phone is hard to flip open with one hand because there is no protruding edge or anything to help you do that switchblade motion; you have to use two hands to open this phone. However, it is possible to force your thumb into that little crack and open it, but then the screen will become marked with your ignorance and neglect. Also, the large "touchscreen" on the cover of this phone can only work as a touch screen when the media player is activated, and the phone is closed. Even then, there are only three tiny buttons to push. Meh.

Pros:

If I were to list all of the things that are great about this phone, I really don't think I would finish anytime soon. So, I will simply jump to the great points of delight that make me smile delightfully. I will start from the exterior of the phone. It is a nice dark grayish color, and has a really slick vaccumed finish. The exterior screen is the same size as the interior screen, a whopping 2 inches from top to bottom. This touchscreen enables the user to browse their music with ease and accessed with only a light touch. The inside of the phone is very much like old Razrs, however, it does not have the ugly microphone piece sticking out at the bottom; it is perfectly rounded slick and smooth. The interface is preferred and favored by me. It is fast, efficient, user-friendly, and has the record lowest loading times. At least to me. Heh. The weight of this phone is very nice; not too light, but not too heavy. It is two millimeters thinner when closed and opened than the older Razr versions. The phone will usually come with 2 GBs of storage, more than enough for it to be a mini iPod. 

Conclusion:

Overall, this is an excellent phone. Motorolla took into account all of the downsides of the old Razrs, and improved them to a point of "near perfection". I am completely satisfied with this phone and will take really good care of it. I am looking to find a case of some sort to protect this little bugger, but I don't know where to look. Any help would be appreciated!

:D Me Got New Phone! Cheh!

Love Of My Life!

So, for 

this first 

blog, I've

decided 

to talk

about the 

love of 

my life.

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Somebody, when I was young, has once told me that love is something abstract, and the true meaning of it is very hard to grasp. But, really, how hard can it be to grasp, if I can grasp it every single day of my life as long as I think about her. Last year, around this time, I met the one person in my life that can always never fail to make me smile. Even when I get my legs cut off I can smile. As long as I am near enough to her to be able to see her eyes and become lost in them. When there are days that I feel so down, or so angry, or so anything, she's there to make me feel happy and remind me that I have her to live for. Love to me means a comforting, reassuring, insured, sense of safety and happiness. Yes, love can be very painful at times, but without the battles, the war will never be won. And I am more than willing to fight the battles again to get to where my love and I are right now. 

It's almost a year, just a couple months left, and then 

we have forever. <3

Babe I Love You!