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2006-11-26 - 10:54 a.m. So diaryboy yesterday at about 1pm i was heading toward the movie for what was probably gonna be a funny ass movie, and thinking if i should do my "yell out something during the movie" thing. I had seen on MTV or VH1 a few minutes of how Jack Black and that bald dude made the video for their song or movie, so i believed that one of the scenes came from the movie. The one with them in the movies, so i was thinking of what i could yell out that might seem spontaneous during the movie, that would be funny but i kept thinking that since i had no girl to impress maybe i should save my movie SHOUT OUT for another time. Just then my cell went off and Laura was on the line thanking me for my gift. She asked what i was doing and i said i had been driving by her house for the last hour wondering if i should knock on her door. Ok again not my best line but it wasn't bad, she said she wasn't at home but at the mall, so if i wanted to come on by i should because she was with friend sand would be there awhile or we could hook up later. As they say hunters say, a bird in the hand is worth 2 in the bush. Whatever the fuck exactly that means but i took door number 1, i went to the mall. Its funny how many of these so called-RICH or upper middle class kids have damn near no money at all. Of course the money belongs to their parents but then seem not to give their sons and daughters very little of it at a time. I've hear many say that their fathers said he wants them to learn the value of a dollar bullshit like. The value of a dollar is 100 pennies, 20 nickels, 10 dimes, and 4 quarters, and if you don't at least $100 dollars in your pocket at any given time you will never know that REAL value of a dollar. When i got to the mall i snuck up on Laura and her 3 gal pals, and 4 hunky, handsome, wanna look like male models who in my opinion could possibly be homo's, or i was damn sure they had homo tendencies, looking at bullshit jewelry off of one of those middle of the hallway carts, maned by an Indian women or man, looking like the jewelry is real. Beautiful yes, cheap yes, real FUCK NO. You cannot buy a real diamond necklets for $150. Only a wannabe Rapper would buy that bullshit. 50% off means 50% off damn much. So the girls and boys, were there when i snuck up behind Laura and did that bullshit tap the shoulder on one side and pop up on the other trick, which caught her by surprise, and i was even more surprise when she kiss me on the cheek thanking me for her beautiful bracelet. She had it on and waved it at me. I told her that if she was checking to see if i brought her bracelet from that cart she was wrong that i brought it from Ali Baba's cart at the cart in the other hallway. She gave me a WHAT look when i said that i was joking that if she found her bracelet on one of those carts that i would buy them all up and give them to every beautiful girl i know on their birthday. YES i was on, and i was maneuvering in for the kill. The wannabe toyboys didn't smile, I'm sure they didn't like having an ALPHA MALE, move into their herd. Alpha male, i love that line, i hate that some damn movies coming out using that line. I am the an Alpha Male, and i smelled the urine of 3 punk ass males, and i was pissing over their piss. Of course i was wondering just why Laura was being so friendly from the moment she came up to my locker on Wednesday. Did she want to made someone jealous, or what, I'm still wondering what is what but i'm not putting my own Male magnetizism down either. Laura and i hung close to each other for most of the afternoon, then when we FINALLY had a moment alone, she asked what i was doing this morning, i told her i had to go to a charity event with my mother that was gonna take up much of my day, i didn't think about how today would be Sunday and who does shit like that on a Sunday but she didn't think about it being sunday either, i had to lie and put some distant between us, its just the Players thing to do. Unwritten rule #7---don't agree to hook up with a bitch, if she seems to be exited about hooking up with you. Oh she's not a bitch but then again i did say in my last entry, that i thought she was a stuck up bitch from the beginning of the school year until she came up to my locker, didn't i? Well i'm sure i called her some not so nice shit. I told her i would call her today but of course RULE number #12 forbids such a call being completed. Say you will call but don't and if the B calls you, you should not answer it but only a stone cold player can do that, i am not one, if she calls i'm gonna act either non-chanlant or glad that she called because i could think of nothing but her, of course i would say if bullshitly or if she says something to that effect, i might say it believable. Its a damn shame, but everything is game! Anyway i got a call from Reggie one of the 20 or so black guys at school besides the poor ass one bussed in to play for the schools sports teams, and maybe the only lets say "street wise" black guys at school whom i can relate to telling me that their was gonna be a football game on the greens across town and if i wanted to bust some ass i should be there at 12noon. Now diaryboy although i am rough and tough, i don't really get into that bullshit, manic let me hurt somebody, park football games, because theres always some asshole trying to bust my ass too. But over the last few weeks i have join these crazy ass reindeer games and lucky for me i do have some athletic skills and the body to do some harm without getting harmed. So i told Reggie that i've been eating nothing but raw meat for a week and would be there to bust some ass. So i'm gonna do some stretching exercise for about 30 minutes, take a shower for another 20 minutes, and be audi by 11:40am, i am in the mood to bust some poor and rich kids asses. Oh yes there are a group of poor ass homeboys, some black and a few wannabe wiggers whiteboys who come to the games thinking they are gonna bust some RICH kids ass, but they should know but are to dumb and stuck on hype that the only RICH kids going to these games are the best of the best, we are some bad ass, dirty playing if you want to play dirty, ass kickers. I've been in damn near 4 almost fights since we started playing a few weeks ago. Fucking wolf tickets selling, welfare supported, fatherless, crack head mothers, punk ass, poor motherfuckers don't scare DINO D. I am the fucking ALPHA MALE on that gridiron..... King Kong ain't got shit on me......... DINOBOY.
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