JA to the YV
Hey ya'll, I'm Joel, (a.k.a. Skanky J, Joël, Ghetto Whore, _J_ö_L_) and I'm a good friend to many. -adjusts halo on head- and it is here that I post all (well, most) of charismatic thoughts, opinions, self-happenings and such with all those who just happen to find their way onto this orange page. even if it's the most pointless entry, feel 110% free to leave a shout out, I love to see them. so that's that, and I do hope you enjoy my entries. Your friend, Joel

Saturday, April 12

<joel>  sorry about last night, all. like many teenagers, it is very easy for me to get things out of perspective. I was venting. </joel> <!--22:55-->

<joel>  FUCK! I'M FUCKING TIRED OF THIS!!! Why have I been single for so long? Why does the world taunt me with the greatness of being in a relationship? Why do I not even get a date or a mutual love interest? I don't CARE if it doesn't matter I don't CARE if I'm only 15 and I don't CARE period!!! I must have something pretty damn wrong with me if I haven't even had a SINGLE FUCKING DATE IN 8 MONTHS! I've wasted 2/3rds of the f*cking year on bachelorhood, f*ck that. everyone else gets it, though. but me. "oh, my girlfriend this" and "oh, I miss my boyfriend this," well fucking fuck that! there must be seriously something wrong with me. really. because I don't know what I did to deserve this constant social torture... "oh, Joel has a crush. too bad the girl must have some wonderful boyfriend somewhere, or is not interested in him whatshowever!" that's my life story. go me. I'm going to go out for a run now... the next best thing next to drugs that makes me forget my problems and actually feel good about myself. at least I have a shred of dignity left enough to not use drugs. at least. yup, I love being me.

Dateless forever,
Try and comfort or put this situation in perspective, even if I do come off as greedy as hell.


</joel> <!--06:38-->

<joel> Bold= Relevant with my life right now... the others are smart and especially selected by me.

Anger is a condition in which the tongue works faster than the mind.
A ship in the harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for.
A peacock who sits on his tail is just another turkey.
A closed mouth gathers no feet.
You cannot get to the top by sitting on your bottom.
It is never too late to be what you might have been.
He who never made a mistake never made a discovery.
Everybody is somebody else's weirdo.
It's a great satisfaction knowing that for a brief point in time you made a difference.
Without vision, we are blind to opportunity.
Learn from the mistakes of others. You can't live long enough to make them all yourself.
Wise men don't need advice. Fools won't take it.
False hope is nicer than no hope at all.
You may only be one person to the world, but you may also be the world to one person.
Silence is one of the most effective forms of communication.
Choose a job you like and you will never have to work a day of your life.
You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation.
Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead.
The secret of getting ahead is getting started.
Patience will come to those who wait for it.
May today be better than yesterday, but, not as good as tomorrow.
If you choose not to decide - you still have made a choice.
The best way to predict the future is to invent it.
If you want your eggs hatched, sit on them yourself.
The nail that sticks up will be hammered down.
Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come.
Question Authority and the Authorities will question You.
It takes one tree to make 10,000 matches, but one match to burn 10,000 trees.
Poor planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part.
People who do the world's real work don't usually wear neckties.
Hard work has a future payoff. Laziness pays off now.

And finally...

A broken hand works, but not a broken heart.

Well quoted,
This is me. Oh, well.





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</joel> <!--05:35-->

Tuesday, April 8

<joel>  I am definately going through a weird and frightening stage in my life right now. There are times when I'll be thinking about myself, and how I've probably been dateless for a while for a good reason, which I wish I knew. I also think on how my french test was 45%, and how I have to bring my French up by at least 10 points, which I think is an impossible task. Whenever I think about things like these, a wave of dread washes over me. It almost feels like I'm chained to a pillar of self-doubt, and even though I can venture off an have happiness, I am always chained, and it is always the centre of my life. I have to get myself back on track, but I don't know how. However, I am a 15-year-old teenager. This is obviously an indication that yes, times will be hard and yes, a teenager has a very narrow point of view. I've said it before, and I'll say it again: "Teenagerhood is like a tunnel, in which one must follow that narrow path that will lead to the freedom that is adulthood." Now, my goal here isn't sympathy, nor pity, it's to get my message across. That message is that 'Yes, I am still learning,' and 'Yes, I do need help right now.' Who doesn't? Nobody in their teenage years don't need help. I just need a little more, because I am at an insecure time, and I too need to get through the obstacles in life, despite my self-incertainty. My goal in life right now, is to make it out of High School with grades that are good enough to make it into University, and from there I can start my life-long career. My aspirations are high, I am self-critcial, and there is no way in hell that I will forget achieving my goals. It's every man for himself in this competition of looks, intelligence, personality, determination and versatility... And I plan to get very far. I, if you did not know, am a fighter.

A boy in the fight,
Who just needs help along the way.



</joel> <!--20:32-->

Sunday, April 6

<joel>  I survived my famine. I stayed up until 4AM or so, and fell asleep until 7. I came home and tried to sleep, but Thom-ass kept on abusing poor Ben, who obviously screams in defense, therefore waking me up at 11:00AM. I feel like absolute shit, I want to send Thomas to a God-damn foster home, and protect Ben. I'm never going to do the 30 Hour Famine again, it was awful. I'll update some other fucking time when I don't feel like shoving a bullet into my skull. </joel> <!--05:17-->

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