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Jordan

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[15 Jul 2003|04:05pm]
[ mood | calm ]
[ music | Awake [+] Finch ]

-Jordan walked into the kitchen, looking for something to eat. He lazily looked through cabinets til he came across a bag of chips. He then opened the fridge and grabbed a Coke and walked out, climbing the stairs to his room he shared with Jeremy. Walking into his room he headed straight for the computer, turning it on. Sitting down in his desk chair he logs into his journal. He takes a drink of his Coke before beginning to type.-

So, I'm not really sure where to start. I can't complain about school. The Academy is better than public schools. It seems like the people are a little more outgoing. I can't even remember how many times I've been called a freak at my old school, but I've never been one to give a shit about what people thought of me. -he shrugs taking another sip- I think the tattooes and piercings throw people off.

Anyway, where was I. Oh yeah, the people here. I've met a handful, mostly girls. But hey I'm not complaining. Girls are always good.

The first person I actually met here, was Bailey, I can't really remember when it was but I snuck out and went to party and she just so happened to be there. I'm not exactly a "people" person. People annoy me very easily so her and I just talked on the back porch for awhile. -he nods- Which was cool. I haven't talked to her since, but I wouldn't mind if we did.

I crashed into Cary after school, we got a chance to introduce ourselves but we both had other plans, so it was brief. -he shrugs-

Over the weekend I went to the mall and met up with Lisha. I bought the Mest cd, and then her and I went to a cafe and got food. She's a cool girl, not afraid to be herself and she sticks up for herself which is something I really like, since I'm the same way. She doesn't take shit from people. I like that. Then afterwards we walked back to her house because it wasn't too far away. We just hung out I guess, found out we have some things in common. Except for her love of '80's music and Alanis Morisette. -he laughs- But it's all good, she likes Yellowcard so I can't complain.

I also met Serenity, or in which I like to call her, Renity. Yeah, we made nicknames for eachother -he smirks- Don't hate. We got a chance to talk, while we walked which was cool. She's not shy so she makes the effort to go and talk to people. -he nods-

And yesterday, I met Nikitta, I bumped shoulders with him and made him knock all of his art shit over. And then it began to rain so he invited me back to his house, to eat. And I've never been one to turn down food. His house was cool, different. Which I liked. We basically talked while we drank. -he laughs- Then as smart as we are we decided to go blow shit up, unfortunately it was raining worse so we didn't want to stay out. But with our luck we got locked out. So since we're so smart and a little drunk we climbed the fire escape and went through his window...rather than just ringing the bell. We got bitched at by his uncle, and then I had to go home. And him and I agree that most of the time dad's are pretty worthless and we're better off without 'em.

And finally, Jeremy. But yeah, him and I always talk. Even if it is me picking on him half the time, he hates that. -he shrugs- Right, back to what I was saying. The other night we snuck out, took a walk. And just talked. We've both been noticing latetly that we don't do that much anymore. Which I hate. We should always be able to talk to each other, and he's been keeping shit from me. -he scrunches his nose- He got jumped and didn't tell me...well not until last night when I couldn't do anything. Doesn't want to "bother" me with his problems. He should know that his problems are mine. And a lot of shit has been bothering him. I want to help, I try to help. But he won't let me, doesn't mean I won't stop trying.

So, this is enough I guess. I'm not too good with writing things, except songs. -he shrugs- so this is all you get. Later.

3 Reasons Why [x] Certain People Meet

[10 Jul 2003|08:39pm]
[ mood | hungry ]
[ music | Brick [+] Ben Folds Five ]

-Jordan walks into his room, heading for the computer. He turns on the monitor and sits waiting for his computer to finally load. He then opens in Caleida thinking of what to write-

Uh, yeah so the name's Jordan and I'm a junior at the Academy of Creative and Performing Arts. I just turned 17 and my family and I have lived in San Francisco my whole life. My family being my twin brother, who is younger by five minutes, and mother.

I never met my dad, but my mom and my brother and I are all really close. We try not to get into too much trouble because we're the only thing she's got. I can't say I'm squeeky clean, I tend to get in trouble -he shrugs, smirking- but no one's perfect.

I'm here well because music has always played a big impact on my life. I've just always been so interested in it. Which is basically why I play and sing. I like to play the guitar mostly. I'm multi-talented. -he laughs reading over the last thing he wrote-

Yeah, I think this is enough, but it's pretty much because I can't think of what else to write. Want to know more than well you might as well ask me.

-Content with what he's written, Jordan presses the 'update' button and closes the window. He then gets up walking downstairs looking for his brother-

Certain People Meet

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