The Frozen South

2003-07-03T17:53:00.000-04:00

After hours of deliberation...

Yup, a decision about this website has been taken.
Expect some nice changes soon.
It will still be a blog, or at least have one, but hopefully, it'll be much more than that.
Meanwhile, I'll briefly tell you: there's a new girl in my life.
Well, she's not really in my life yet, but I'm really interested.
Ok, just that for now, I'll be working on the "new" Frozen South.

2003-06-28T12:51:00.000-04:00

Ch...ch...changes

I've already changed this site a couple of times. And of course, I want to change it again.
But I really don't know what to do. I want it to be more than just a layout change.
Anyone got a great idea?

Anyways, somehow this stupid country has forgotten it's supposed to be winter, and each day is sunnier than the last one. Maybe the south is finally melting.

2003-06-23T10:59:00.000-04:00

We are accidents waiting to happen

So a friend convinced me that what I really needed was to go out. I knew he was wrong, but I didn't want to argue, so I went out to some sort of party of someone I didn't know.
Almost 6 million people live in this stupid city, but of course, of all the places they can choose to go, one very special person chose the same place I did.
As if my life wasn't funny enough, Popular Girl was there.

Popular Girl: Well well, what are you, doing here?
Me: I was about to ask myself the same question.
Popular Girl: Huh? Whatever. So what have you been up to? Saving the world as always?
Me: Not really. Just trying to save myself. But I guess I failed.
Popular Girl: Yeah, you've always been kinda lost. I mean, you've always been some kind of loser.
Me: Great, just what I needed. How come I always end up with you? My life is some sort of joke.
Popular Girl: Huh? Yeah, right. So can you take me home please? I think all my friends left.
Me: I'm sure you'll make new ones round here in a minute.
Popular Girl: Come on, for old times. Please? You might even get to kiss me this time.
Me: Wow, my dream come true.
Popular Girl: You know? I could kiss you if I wanted to.
Me: Um, sure. Like you've never tried that before. Come on, I'll take you home. I don't want you to die, yet.
Popular Girl: Thanks!

So after dropping her home, I drove aimlessly through the empty streets. Six million people, how come I was so alone?

2003-06-21T12:19:00.000-04:00

After the storm...

So after everything that happened, I really didn't know where to continue my life.
I had left almost everything behind for her, and now I found myself lost.
I tried to remember where I was before I met her, and I couldn't.
But sometimes life can surprise you. And, of course, this time it did.
Listen:
I had submitted a short story for a creative writing/literature class some time ago. My teacher is some sort of poet and literary critic.
And yesterday, he returned my story, and on the cover, it said:

"Life can be surprising. A world so sad, so pure, breathing through these pages. The words you use, the signs you choose; everything makes sense. This is the best I've read in years. Life can sure be surprising."

2003-06-17T23:12:00.000-04:00

Time and time again

So, finally convincing myself that it was better to just find out the truth, I called her.
Beach Girl: I thought you had left me again...
Me: I'm not sure. There's something I need to know. When you left your phone on the table, someone called, asking for his girlfriend.
Beach Girl: Well, it must have been a mistake.
Me: That's what I thought, but you had the number stored in your phone.
Beach Girl: I...Do you trust me?
Me: To be honest, I'm not really sure right now.
Beach Girl: You have to trust me. That's an ex-boyfriend, he's always been jealous. You have to believe me, do you?
Me: Is he an ex? Please say yes.
Beach Girl: Well...he's not exactly an ex, I mean, I meant to end that but I...it's just that you came so quickly back into my life...I didn't want to have to choose...
Me: Well, I guess you just did.
Beach Girl: No! Please, I choose you, I love you, please.

I had assumed that after all these times, my heart would already be used to this sort of thing.
But I couldn't help feeling that it was breaking into a million pieces once again, when I hanged up the phone.

2003-06-13T21:11:00.000-04:00

Time won't stand still

So after I said those words, I waited by the phone, not sure what came next.
And she called. And she said:

I love you too.

Everything seemed to stop. And I wanted to stay in that moment forever, but life is not that easy.
That night, we went out to have a drink, and when she went to the restroom, her cell phone rang, and a weird name appeared on the screen and for some reason, I answered.

Guy: Who's this?
Me: Well, who are you? Who do you want to talk to?
Guy: I want to talk with my girlfriend, now, who might you be?

I hanged up as she returned to our table. I couldn't speak, I took her home, without saying a single word. And I've stayed like that all week. I haven't answered her calls. I can't believe this is true. I keep thinking that there must be some mistake, but I really don't want to find out.

2003-06-06T00:20:00.000-04:00

Brighter on the other side

I called her in the morning and she didn't answer.
I sent her an SMS and she didn't reply.
And when I finally got her to answer her phone, she said she didn't feel like talking, and hanged up.
I spent all day watching the rain, while listening to the same part of a song:

Oh God, but under the weight of life
Things seem, so much brighter on the other side

And as I was about to go to sleep, feeling awfully bad, my phone rang.
And it was her.
She said her ex-boyfriend had called her.
I stayed silent.
She also said that she had realized she didn't want to spend another day without talking with me.
And as much as I regret saying it over the phone, the only words that finally came out of my mouth, and out of my soul if I have one, were:
I love you.
And I hanged up. I just couldn't hear what came next. I had finally said it. And the world didn't end.
Not yet at least.

2003-06-02T21:40:00.000-04:00

Say Goodbye

It always seems like it's the best people that leave.
A lovely girl has left the blogging world.
I'll miss you Sher.
I'll keep hoping you change your mind some day.
Some of us have left and returned.
Others never do.

2003-05-30T22:12:00.000-04:00

Back to the future

Beach Girl insisted that we go to the beach. The same beach we were at, a long, long time ago.
And we did.
And we sat, exactly were we had sat that time.
And, once again, she spoke:
Beach Girl: Have you ever loved anyone?
Me: I...I'm not sure...
Beach Girl: I think I loved you, a long, long time ago.
I started to fear that everything would happen again. I had an unusually hard time trying to find the right words. And I couldn't.
Me: I...guess...
Beach Girl: And I think I'm starting to feel the same way again. You are everything I had been waiting for.
Me: I...
Beach Girl: You?
Me: I think I had never felt this way before. The way I feel about you.
She smiled, and I was able to breathe again.
Beach Girl: Well, that's a good start.
We stayed at the beach until the sun was gone, and as we stared into the moonlit ocean, I couldn't help feeling that someone had given me the chance to go back, and take the other road. The right one.

2003-05-25T01:31:00.000-04:00

Reloaded

I've been feeling as if everything is finally falling together. Every little piece of my life seems to fit.
I went with Beach Girl to see Matrix Reloaded, and after it ended and I was taking her home, I kept thinking about the same scene:

Neo: But if you already know, how can I make a choice?
The Oracle: Because you didn't come here to make a choice, you've already made it. You're here to try to understand why you made it.

And I thought that somehow, me being there, driving my car, in that street, in this city, in the frozen south, that somehow, it made sense.
And she looked at me and smiled. She didn't say a word, and it wasn't necessary. That's where we were supposed to be, and I'm pretty sure we didn't really have a choice.

2003-05-21T14:56:00.000-04:00

Rain

I stayed inside all afternoon yesterday, watching the rain.
Everything was so quiet, and I just sat by the window, hearing the rain.
And then my phone rang. And it was her.

Beach Girl: I miss you, I just wanted to hear your voice.

I just couldn't answer. Her sweetness took every word out of my mouth.
I sat there, with her on my phone, watching the rain, and remembering every single time I had tried to get all this.
And thinking that maybe my stupid little life was finally getting somewhere, and that maybe everything I was looking for was with me, breathing quietly through my phone.

2003-05-18T22:17:00.000-04:00

Don't speak

We were going to see a movie.
So I picked her up. Actually, I was about to do that, but she asked me to come inside. And of course, I did.
She said she was confused. She told me that maybe everything was going too fast. That maybe we should try to take things slowly.
And of course, I didn't.
I had left my house, so convinced that it was going to be the night that I would actually do what I felt that I had to do, that I didn't even stop for a second.
I kissed her.
She backed away.
Beach Girl: Are you sure we should do this?
I didn't answer. I just kissed her again.
And she backed away again.
Beach Girl: I really think that maybe we are going too fast.
I didn't try to kiss her again. I just looked at her.
She looked back, and smiled slowly and I knew she felt it too.
She kissed me and I stopped thinking that our movie had started half an hour ago.

2003-05-16T22:43:00.000-04:00

Take the step

This is the night it must happen. I asked her out and she said yes. I really feel this is the right thing. In just a couple of days she has changed everything for me.
Tonight I'm going to tell her everything she means to me, and then I'll listen.
This must be it.
Wish me luck, I'm leaving to pick her up now.

2003-05-14T14:59:00.000-04:00

Promises we keep

So we went out to a nice quiet restaurant. And we sat there, and after about 5 minutes of silence, she looked at me and spoke:

Beach Girl: You know...you really hurt me.
Me: I know. I'm sorry.
Beach Girl: It's ok. I had been thinking about you a lot lately. And you called me.
Me: I'm really glad I did.
Beach Girl: Do you remember one time at the beach...
Me: It was the last time we talked. I'm sorry.
Beach Girl: No. Not that time. Two nights, before that, we went to the beach, remember?
Me: I don't.
Beach Girl: You told me that whatever happened between us, that we would meet again at some point. You said that...
Me: I remember. I said that somehow we would end up together, that it was meant to be.
Beach Girl: Yes. And I believed you, even after all these years, I still thought about that and I knew that someday you'd come back into my life. Please promise me that this time you won't run out of it again?
Me: I promise.
And this time I knew I was telling the truth. Running all these years had brought me back to her, and I really felt that there was nowhere I'd rather be.

2003-05-10T11:50:00.000-04:00

Do the right thing: face the past

I dialed her number, and she answered. I hadn't heard beach girl's voice since that day at the beach.

Me: Hi, it's me.
Beach Girl: I never thought I'd hear your voice again. I never knew why I didn't delete your number.
Me: I know, I just...
Beach Girl: Please don't tell me you are calling to say you are sorry after all this time.
Me: I'm really sorry. But actually, I'm not calling for that. I want to see you.
Beach Girl: Um, hello? Do you even remember what you did to me?
Me: Please. I'm tryng to do things the right way this time.
Beach Girl: Give me one good reason why I should want to see you.
Me: Because I've changed. I won't run away again. And you've got nothing to lose.
Beach Girl: Are you really so desperate to see me that you are willing to say all that?
Me: I'm not desperate. I just feel I need to do this.
Beach Girl: Fine, you have one chance, and you better not screw it up again.
So we agreed to go out tonight. I wish I had a plan. And I really wish I actually knew what I'm doing. But this time, I'm pretty sure things will just play out as they're supposed to. I'm not sure if that's good or bad, but at least I feel like I'm doing the right thing.

2003-05-08T21:57:00.000-04:00

Do the right thing

So I finally realized that things weren't what I wanted them to be, and decided to take a little break.
I went outside at 2 in the morning, and looked at the stars. I just sat there, looking up. And I thought.
I really know what I want, and I always end up having everything except that.
Why do I attract the wrong girls?
Is there a right girl?
I just sat in the freezing night and thought.
Is it worth it to actually keep looking for someone that might not even be there?
I couldn't find any answers.
And after that I went back into the house and fell asleep.
When I woke up everything was clear.
I picked up the phone, and dialed the number I should have dialed a long time ago...

2003-05-03T19:18:00.000-04:00

Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me

So I went out with Conflict Girl, absolutely sure that I was making one of the biggest mistakes of my life.
We went to the movies. Midway through the movie she leaned on my shoulder and stayed like that until the movie ended. When everyone had left, we were still sitting together in the empty room. And she spoke really softly:
Conflict Girl: I can't believe you actually came...
Me: Me neither.
Conflict Girl: Do you really think I'm worth all these?
Me: I'm not sure.
She looked at me for a minute, and then she kissed me.
The credits were still playing.
And she kissed me until they ended. And then she stopped and looked at me again.
Conflict Girl: Was it worth it?
Me: I'm not sure.
She kissed me again, just for a second and then stood up.
Conflict Girl: That is all there is. I hope you didn't really think this would be a serious relationship. It won't even be a relationship. Take care.
And with that, she left.
The movie was about to start again. As new people started entering the theater, I left alone.

2003-05-01T08:39:00.000-04:00

Falling Down

Conflict Girl called me yesterday. She really caught me by surprise since I was pretty sure I wouldn't hear from her again. The weird part is: she called to ask me out.
I couldn't actually speak. After all she had told me, she wanted to go out? Had I been talking to her evil twin sister? I really didn't understand. But she sounded like the same cruel girl as always, so the answer was clear. I decided to be firm, maybe even a little rude. As she waited for an answer, I thought about the most effective way to say no.
The only words that came out of my mouth were:
Me: Yeah, sure. When?
I still can't believe I said that and I really don't know why. It just came out. At least she got a good laugh, and managed to say "I knew it" before she hanged up the phone.

2003-04-25T21:36:00.000-04:00

The call

Time was running out, and the phone in my pocket remained silent. I was pretty sure it would stay like that. But finally Conflict Girl called.
I let the phone ring for a while, not really sure what I was about to do.
Should I give her another chance? Should I let her feel what I had felt? Should I make her wait as she made me wait?
Her fate was in my hands, and now it was time to make a choice.
All these doubts, were cleared in a second.
I answered.
Conflict Girl: I thought about what you said. And I know you must have thought I wouldn't call. But here I am. I just needed to tell you how I feel. I really think we should just be friends. I'm sorry, I just don't see you as anything else. I'm really sorry.
And she hanged up.
I just closed my eyes and let the phone fall to the floor. Number 7 broke off the phone as it hit the ground and landed in the middle of the room.

2003-04-23T22:49:00.000-04:00

Taking chances

After the way she treated me, I decided to face Conflict Girl and tell her how I felt and what she was about to lose.
So I called her and we got together. She looked really pretty.
Me: Ok, just let me talk and finish what I have to say.
Conflict Girl: Ooh, I care so much.
Me: Good for you. Ok, this is what I have to say. I'm not really sure why, but I like you a lot. Even if we fight most of the time, I like spending time with you. And after you are gone I can't stop thinking about you. I know you feel something for me even if you'll never admit it. But I need to tell you. You are about to lose me and I won't come back when you realize that you made a big mistake. So make up your mind now.
She stared at me kinda amazed. And for the first time she was silent for more than a minute. And then, she spoke.
Conflict Girl: You...you really do like me. I'm not really sure why either. I thought you didn't really care about me seriously.
She was finally being honest and even her voice sounded different. But of course, that didn't last long.
Conflict Girl: You really care, and you really want an answer. I'll give you one. But not now.
Me: I really meant what I said. This is your last chance, I want to know now.
Conflict Girl: Yeah right, like you really wouldn't talk to me anymore. You know you can't do that. I'll give you an answer this friday. Hope you can get some sleep before that.
After saying that, she left once again.
And I walked away in the other direction slowly, thinking that I had already done everything I could. I deleted her phone from my cell phone. If she wanted to find out what she had just lost, she'd be the one that would have to start taking chances.

2003-04-20T15:25:00.000-04:00

No surprises

Ignoring every bit of reasonable advice I had recieved, I decided to ask Conflict Girl out. I called her, but she was faster than me. She asked me out. After the initial shock I managed to say yes.
So we went out. And once again, we argued about everything. The whole night was one big fight. And in the middle of it all she decided to hold my hand. Later I took her home, and as I was saying goodbye outside her house, she moved closer to me. And just for one second I thought that it was finally going to happen. She approached and whispered:
Conflict Girl: You are just dying to kiss me, aren't you?
I didn't manage to say anything coherent. I just stayed motionless, with her lips just a few inches away from mine.
Conflict Girl: I know you are dying to kiss me. Too bad it's not going to happen.
After that she moved even closer, then backed up, opened the door to her house, went inside and closed it.
I just stood outside in the middle of the night, feeling as stupid as I could and thinking that maybe now and then I should actually listen to someone besides myself.

2003-04-14T15:12:00.000-04:00

Previously...in The Frozen South

So I'll try to make things clear for everyone, including myself.
To do this I'll make a quick summary of what has happened lately in my life.
Fate Girl is once again out of the picture after our brief encounter.
I haven't spoken to Friend Girl lately.
My life is once again revolving around Conflict Girl, mainly because she decided to break up, again, with her boyfriend.
So she has been calling me almost daily and things are shaping up again.
I tried to ask her out last saturday, but after laughing at me, saying she'd never understand me, she said she couldn't go out.
So now, here I am, once again, waiting for something to happen.
Something good this time.

2003-04-13T22:08:00.000-04:00

The south is not frozen. Never!

Ok ok, I understand the war is a sensitive subject and I'll try not to post much about it. Starting from tomorrow of course.
But I gotta post this.
Some people have a gift. They see the funny side of anything. And in this war, well, the only funny thing is (or was?) the Iraqi information minister.
I really enjoyed hearing all that he made up. And luckily, I wasn't the only one, so if you are one of the many fans, go check out welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com.
It will probably be quite slow, since it's reportedly getting about 4000 hits per second, just as my website. Yeah right, my infidel website will burn in hell.

2003-04-09T22:03:00.000-04:00

Free Tibet! or Iraq! and save the whales!

As coalition forces rolled into Baghdad and Iraqis took to the streets to celebrate, I started to wonder about some things.
I thought about the people all over the world that had protested. They said that Iraqis didn't want this. They shouted that the US was invading Iraq and killing civilians.
They spoke for the Iraqis, without ever listening.
But now the Iraqis have spoken for themselves. Destroying statues and posters, cheering for coalition soldiers and thanking them.
So where are the protests now?
I don't actually agree with the way some of these was done, but after seeing all these images today, after seeing Iraqis show their true feelings, I just feel happy for the Iraqi people, and wish they'll live in a peaceful and prosperous country.

2003-04-08T20:00:00.000-04:00

Wait a minute, not all my memories are that bad!

Usually I remember about all the times I've failed.
But today I started thinking about all the nice things I remember, and...well, at least it was more than one.

1. Hearing Paul McCartney play live for 2 hours and singing every song.
2. Actually believing that I had seen Santa flying over my house.
3. Finally getting to kiss the first girl I really really liked.

Um, I really thought there would be more of these and that I would actually have to leave some out and now I can't think of any more.
Dammit, I really could use some more good memories...
Can you spare some?

2003-04-06T11:14:00.000-04:00

The importance of being barefoot

Every once in a while I get these people that find my blog while searching for barefoot girls.
In the last two days I got these ones:

barefoot beach girl
girls kissing barefoot
girls kissing feet

These search strings scare me. I'm trying to find the important things in life while the rest of the world seems to be trying to find barefoot women.
Am I so lost?

2003-04-04T17:56:00.000-05:00

If some day I start to look like this, is it a bad sign?

2003-04-02T20:08:00.000-05:00

Fateless, the wonder boy

I was driving while listening to Honestly by Zwan.
I was at a stoplight with my window down and singing, which is always a bad thing. And I was singing the chorus:

"Cause there's no place that I could be without you"

I looked to my right, and standing on the sidewalk I saw her. The girl that talked about fate . The girl who cheated.
I stopped singing but the radio was loud enough and she looked at me.

"There's no place that I could be without you"

She opened her mouth. Her eyes looked beautiful and in a second I thought about everything. The note she left me. The night I saw her with someone else.
And before she could say anything, I looked into her eyes and just drove away without looking back.

2003-04-01T17:57:00.000-05:00

Starting over

A new layout and somewhat of a new approach to the blogging life.
A little more humor and news.
But don't worry, you'll still get to see me fail over and over again.
Are there any girls left in the world?
For the sake of this blog...I hope so.

2003-03-30T17:25:00.000-05:00

Ouch, it hurts.

Just when things couldn't get any worse...um, they did.
Conflict Girl, also known as Stupid Girl, called me. She wanted to meet cause there was something important she needed to tell me.
My clumsy little brain produced tons of images of the girl declaring her undying love for me, telling me how she felt about me and then kissing me. So I left everything I was doing, and went to meet her.
Conflict Girl: Hi, I'm so glad you are here. There's something really important and I was dying to tell you.
Me: Of course I'm here. Tell me.
Conflict Girl: Well, it's that...I...I'm back together with my ex-boyfriend.
My brain stopped working. I just stood there, silent.
Conflict Girl: Aren't you going to say something like "that's great"?
Me: That's great.
Conflict Girl: How can you be so insensitive? I'm really happy and you never seem to care about anything.
Me: I guess I don't have feelings.
I turned and walked away.
She shouted some things I didn't hear. I just caught the last bit.
Conflict Girl: Are we going to see each other again soon? Call me.
I didn't even turn around. I just kept walking trying not to think about anything, feeling nothing.

2003-03-28T20:29:00.000-05:00

Lost

Sorry for not posting much lately. I haven't felt like it. With all that's going on in the world, it seems kinda pointless. I'm trying to find the smaller things in life, the ones I can really hold on to. And it's not that easy. I'm still searching...

2003-03-22T18:18:00.000-05:00

Anti-What?

I'm so glad that there have been very few civilian casualties until now.
And I'm thinking about all the anti-war protests, that before anything happened, were complaining about the thousands and thousands of dead civilians.
They don't seem to be shouting about how the US has spents enourmous amounts of money improving its weapons to minimize collateral damage and civilian deaths. And no, don't even say it, they are not going to get that money back and make a profit by controlling Iraq's oil. The oil goes through the UN into the oil for food program, so you can take all those "no blood for oil" signs, sell them and send the money to Iraq.
I'm not defending or attacking the war, I'm just saying: If you wanna complain, do it for the right reasons and not for the reasons that some sector of the media sold you on TV.

2003-03-20T22:43:00.000-05:00

Shock and Awe

I hope all will end well.
My thoughts are with american, british and australian soldiers and their families and with innocent civilians that just had the bad luck to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I hope this ends soon and well.

2003-03-16T19:55:00.000-05:00

With a little help from my friends

Every day the world looks like it's ending. Warnings and wars, and everything we know seems to be threatened.
And in the midst of all these, somehow we continue to live our meaningless little lives. We wake up every morning and we do the same things we always do. We learn, we think, we try, we lose.
And I'm wondering why. Why should we? If everything is falling apart, what difference will it make if I ever get to kiss the stupid girl?
And then I remembered a little thing Kat posted a while ago from LOTR. It may not be the same, but at this point, it just makes sense.

Sam: "Those were the stories that meant something, even if you were too small to understand why, but I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going, because they were holding onto something."

Frodo: "What are we holding onto, Sam?"

Sam: "That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo, and it's worth fighting for."

2003-03-15T21:28:00.000-05:00

Double dare?

So I spent a whole day talking/fighting with the new girl. And it was great. It's really weird, with all the fighting, I can tell her anything. I really don't have to think about what I say or do. So after the final battle, we agreed we had had a good time together.
And today I actually felt I missed fighting with her, or maybe I just missed being with her.
So after thinking about it all day, I decided to ask her out. I called, she laughed, and said no.
I guess this sounds like a challenge.
And I'm in.

2003-03-12T22:14:00.000-05:00

love + hate = crazy me

There's this girl I met a couple of weeks ago. I argue with her everytime we speak. And I want to kiss her.
We fight everytime we meet. About anything. She criticizes everything I do. She does everything I wouldn't even consider doing. And everytime she is screaming at me, I just want to grab her by the arms and kiss her so she'll shut up.
I can't stand her. And I can't stand not kissing her.
I'm confused.

2003-03-12T12:25:00.000-05:00

Blogger's block haiku

I've been sitting here for 1 hour and 17 minutes.
This is the best post I could come up with.
Good, huh?

2003-03-11T15:45:00.000-05:00

And the winner is...

Male presenter: The voting was really close, but only one prevailed. With 30,7 % of all the votes, the winner of the Best Blog in The Frozen South Awards 2003 is...

Female presenter: Tee-hee hee hee. The winner is:

The Art of Rhys-isms !!!

Thanks to everyone who participated and voted, and congratulations to the winner. If you didn't win, next year be sure to bribe more and better.

2003-03-10T12:29:00.000-05:00

And...

Male presenter: The suspense is building, many votes have been cast, and soon we will find out which lucky blogger will begin a new life, surrounded by fame and money.

Female presenter: Tee-hee hee. The results of the voting will be announced tomorrow. You still have this day and part of tomorrow to vote. If you still haven't voted, vote here.

2003-03-09T21:56:00.000-05:00

And the nominees are...

Male presenter: Every year, a blog surprises, inspires and delights us. The next 6 blogs did all of these, and they also bribed the jury to get into the final list.

Female presenter: Tee-hee. All of the nominees were submitted by readers of The Frozen South. And the nominees for the Best Blog of The Frozen South Awards 2003 are:

2003-03-08T14:13:00.000-05:00

See the stars? Nominate a blog for TFSA 2003!

There's no doubt that by now you've already seen all the breaking news on CNN about The Frozen South Awards 2003.
So come on and nominate a blog for the best blog category by submitting the blog's url in the blue form at the right side of the site. Remember you have just got until sunday to nominate a blog, and after that you'll be able to vote for you favorite among the nominees. So if you haven't done so, hurry up and submit your favorite blog or even your own.
Wasn't the post before this one about the same thing you ask? Yes, but...well, if someone had actually read it I wouldn't have been forced to repeat this. So come on and nominate a blog.

2003-03-07T16:01:00.000-05:00

Everything glitters: The Frozen South Awards 2003!

Huh? Awards? Yeah, that's right. There are already so many weblog awards that one more couldn't hurt. So here's how it works.
Nice readers as yourself, submit a site using the form at the right side of this page (the blue form). You have 3 days to submit sites, and after that, I'll post the nominees and you can vote for your favorite.
You may have questions, so I'll give you answers before you even ask:
1. Can I submit my own site? Yes, you absolutely can.
2. Can I submit all the sites I want? Yes.
3. Do I have to give a real name, e-mail or url to submit a site or to vote? No, you can have all the fun you want making up weird urls.
4. Will I be able to vote all the times I want? Nope, just once.
5. Is there only one category? This time, yes. The only category is Best Blog.
6. Will the winner become rich and famous? Probably not, but who knows. At least they'll get some links.
7. Then, why the hell should I participate? It could actually be fun, maybe.

2003-03-05T20:46:00.000-05:00

As if life wasn't funny enough: Popular Girl, the revenge

After her first and second appearances, Popular Girl had decided to lay low, but today, in all her glory, she returned.
I was happily buying some stuff at the supermarket, when she approached me from behind.
Popular Girl: Well, I never though I'd see you again.
Me: Uh...I...I've never been invisible.
Bad answer? Yeah, of course. But my mind was racing furiously, imagining every possible scenario. All of them included both of us, once again in her room, and me once again having to choose between her and the door. I couldn't stop thinking if all of this meant something, the third time with her. Should I finally go for it?
In a second, she made things really easy for me.
Popular Girl: I'm pretty sure you are the stupidest guy I have ever met.
After that, she turned away and left, and every single window in the supermarket reflected her smile.

2003-03-04T15:09:00.000-05:00

Hey! What's that you are writing? Are you reviewing me?

I submitted my site for a review at The Weblog Review. And I liked the review I got. Anyways, I'm pretty sure that the reviewer enjoyed more the comments of you readers than my posts. Well, that makes sense, since I like them more too. So I wanna thank the reviewer for doing a good job, and well, and for not destroying my site.
"Another unexpected plus point of The Frozen South is the comments between The Frozen Guy and regular readers. Amidst the predictable warm support and encouragement, there are personal stories shared by the readers in response to The Frozen Guy's posts. Of course, the best ones are the ones that come after the posts about his love life."
That's a bit of the review I got. Now that the site has been officially reviewed, I feel more professional. And add this to my fantastic fake award and well, I think you should call me Sir, or maybe Your Majesty. Yeah, that will do.

2003-03-03T10:16:00.000-05:00

Old school

2003-03-01T21:43:00.000-05:00

Making the call, running away

So there I was, once again, alone, staring at the phone. Trying not to think what had happened last time.
I dialed, not knowing what I was about to say and not sure if I really wanted to do it.

Me: Hi, it's me.
Girl: Hey you. What's up?
Me: I've been thinking, and well, maybe we should go out.
Girl: Sure.
Me: But...but this time it should be different.
Girl: Different? What do you mean?
Me: You know. Different.
Girl: Oh, so you don't want to see a movie this time? Sure, we can do something else.
My courage had left me long ago.
Me: Yeah, that's right. You always know what I mean.
Girl: Anything else I can do for you Mr.?
I thought about telling her what I wanted. Telling her that I wanted to find out if she was the perfect girl for me. Telling her that maybe being friends was not enough.
Me: No, just that. I'll see you later.
I hanged up.

2003-03-01T00:16:00.000-05:00

It's evolution baby

I decided that the world of 2-D animation was not big enough for me and I moved to the next level. So after hours of suffering, and multiple failures, I finally made something.
It's barely something, but at least it's in 3-D, so now it has become my little pride and joy. It's very short and about 500kb so it shouldn't take that long to open. Oh, and of course, it doesn't really make much sense.
You can laugh all you want, but 10 years from now, when you see an animated film winning the Academy Awards, you can tell all your friends: "Hey, I saw that guy's first animation".
Well, that won't happen, but at least you'll laugh all you want. So check it out.

2003-02-27T14:22:00.000-05:00

A simple choice?

I've been in this same situation before. One of my best friends is a really nice girl. And she understands everything I say and do, and we can talk about anything. It looks like we could be perfect for each other.
But that's the point where I stop. Always.
The only time I tried to have something else with one of my best friends, not only it didn't work, but I never saw her again. So after that I decided that I would separate friendships from other types of relationships. But now I'm not sure. What's more valuable? A very very good friendship, or something that could be what I have always been looking for?
A little bee told me that I should have a simple relationship. And I agree with her. And maybe this is simple. If it works with my best friend, I'll have what I've always wanted. If it doesn't work, I'll lose my best friend and maybe set some sort of record for driving so many people away from my life.

2003-02-26T12:08:00.000-05:00

We are going down! May day!

For about a week now the commenting system I use, provided by Haloscan ( I won't link to them so you don't make the same mistake I did and actually sign in ), has been malfunctioning. So many of you have had to keep your witty and funny comments instead of posting them.
As if that wasn't bad enough, the site I used to store the files I link to, decided that, well, that linking is not so ok with them anymore. So now I had to change all my files to a new stupid site. And because of this, my auto-updated playlist is not being so auto-updated now. But I'll work on that soon. I hope.
But despite all of this, I'll still keep my faith. I'll pray to the Haloscan gods to fix their code, and if the gods can also send me the perfect girl while they are at it, well, that would be ok too.

UPDATE: Comments are working again and the auto-updated playlist is giving signs of life. The gods said that the perfect girl is on her way too.

2003-02-24T11:27:00.000-05:00

Clone High Part 2: A Public Announcement

Many people have come to this site searching for the Clone High Theme Song by Abandoned Pools. So I'll use this opportunity to get a little help. I really need to know how the first season ends. I've seen up to the first half of the season finale, the episode called: Makeover, Makeover, Makeover: The Makeover Episode but I'm still missing the second half called: Changes: The Big Prom: The Sex Romp: The Season Finale. So if anyone knows how it ends, please post it in the comments and you'll earn 10 minutes of my loyal gratitude.
Pretty please?

2003-02-22T11:08:00.000-05:00

How to lose a girl in 10 minutes

If someone is still wondering about what happened to this girl, here is the story and maybe you'll understand why I didn't want to post about it before.
Everything was going amazingly well for my standards. And every day I was sure that something would happen and that everything would be ruined. But nothing happened. Everything was perfect between us. Until...one night she said she wanted to go to some beach/party/thing. I said that me and beach/party/things don't mix well. She was kinda sad but she went anyways with some of her girlfriends. At about 3AM I still couldn't sleep, and once again got scared that things couldn't be so great forever with her, and decided that I should try to spend every moment I could with her. So I drove to the beach/party/thing. It was crowded and I walked for about 30 minutes through the beach until I finally saw her. I started walking towards her, to tell her that I wanted to spend every moment I could with her. She hadn't seen me. I was about 10 steps away from her, when another guy approached her with 2 drinks, and she kissed him. I just stood there for about 10 minutes. Actually now I'm sure I just stood there waiting for her to see me. When she saw me and I saw tears forming in her eyes, I turned away and left. I drove back home, thinking that all that talk about fate, about forever, was just meant to end in the longest 10 minutes of my life.

2003-02-20T12:42:00.000-05:00

A tale of one city: SimCity 4

I don't usually play many computer games, but the one I keep coming back to, is SimCity, in it's various versions, and now SimCity 4. Here's is the brief and sad story in pictures of the once glorious city of Smallville.

Farmers arrived to Smallville in it's early years and started a friendly rural town.
After the first elementary school was founded in Smallville, the children began looking into the future and with their new knowledge, they decided to make a difference. Most of them left the fields where they had grown and built houses in residential neighborhoods and started small businesses. Everything seemed prosperous and the new city thrived with commerce and excitement.
But as the citizens of the new metropolis started attending college and buiding factories, something in Smallville changed. What once was green was now covered by heavy pollution and garbage. When Smallville's citizens realized what they had done, it was too late. They had sold their own lives, ignored their roots and nothing would ever be the same again.

2003-02-18T13:56:00.000-05:00

Time to watch Clone High

UPDATED: Now includes the clip from the show's introduction in awful quality.

Dammit. I can't get the Clone High theme song out of my head. I've been singing it while I do everything. And if you ever hear me sing, you'll know that it's a bad thing.

Way way back in the 1980s'
Secret government employees
Dug up famous guys and ladies
And made amusing genetic copies

Now the clones are sexy teens, now
They're gonna make it if they try...
Our normal lives are boring
Who am I?

windows shatter

2003-02-16T16:10:00.000-05:00

As easy as quoting The Simpsons

Carl: So, Lenny, how are things working out with you and that girl next door?

Lenny: Eh, it's over. She got a window shade.

2003-02-15T14:03:00.000-05:00

And now I'm back, from outer space...

So I'm back, a little frozen, but quickly melting again. Hi everybody.

2003-01-30T15:49:00.000-05:00

Leave a light on for me

With the money I made selling subliminal text ads for this site :: Drink Frozen Cola :: I was able to buy myself a nice little vacation. I'm going even more towards the south, near where the picture in the upper left corner of this site was taken.
I'll come back with nice little stories and frozen presents for all of you.
So I wish you all the best and hope to see you all round here in about 2 weeks.

2003-01-29T23:38:00.000-05:00

I want to thank the academy...

I won a, um, prestigious web award.

Yeah right. The golden web awards are, of course, a hoax. You sign up and about 10 days later you get an email saying that your site has won an award. You can submit a blank page, and guess what, you'll win. When they began, some people believed that they were real and many still do. But to finally prove that they were a scam, someone made an amazingly funny, hideous website. That person signed up, and of course, won the award. You can also read more about this scam here.
Meanwhile, I'll just pretend the award is real and thank my cat for always believing in me.

2003-01-28T08:21:00.000-05:00

Breakup lines you should never use
Invented and Quoted

"You're too young for me. I mean, too *old*. We're the same age?? Well, that doesn't work for me, either."

"I only have 3 hours left to live"

"I love you! Oh, wait, it's you. Sorry, I don't. My bad."

*bang your head on an invisible wall, look around and say "Ouch, my head! Um, who are you?"

"It's not you, it's me. You just looked so much cuter while I was drunk"

"You are the weakest link, goodbye"

got any others?

2003-01-26T23:20:00.000-05:00

All that you can't leave behind

There are some things that keep returning to my life. Some things I really can't forget or stop wondering about. Things I really haven't been able to leave behind myself.

1. The day my best friend's grand mother died and I wasn't there for him because we had had a stupid argument the day before.
2. A long time ago I lost a necklace that an ex-girlfriend gave to me so I would remember her. I'm sure it's in my closet somewhere and from time to time I take everything out and it's never there.
3. I couldn't ever forget about the first girl I think I loved. Sometimes I think about her and still wonder what would have happened if...

2003-01-26T00:55:00.000-05:00

I mean, what's the deal with news?

The world seems to be falling apart and huge news appear every minute: Britney Spears is stalked, a song called Touch My Bum tops the charts and Friends is officially not funny anymore, oh, and something's going on around a place called Iraq.

But anyways, who cares about those things? I decided to concentrate on the most important aspects of life and I'm devoting all my time to watching the whole 9 seasons of Seinfeld in chronological order, once again.
Serenity, now!

2003-01-24T14:42:00.000-05:00

How to leave the planet
~~Stolen~~ Quoted from "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" by Douglas Adams.

1. Phone NASA. Their telephone number is (713) 483-3111. Explain that it's very important that you get away as soon as possible.
2. If they do not cooperate, phone any friend you may have in the White House -(202) 456-1414- to have a word on your behalf with the guys at NASA.
3. If you don't have any friends in the White House, phone the Kremlin (ask the overseas operator for 0107-095-295-9051).
4. If that also fails, phone the Pope for guidance. His telephone number is 011-39-6-6982, and I gather his switchboard is infallible.
5. If all these attempts fail, flag down a passing flying saucer and explain that it's vitally important you get away before your phone bill arrives.

2003-01-23T10:48:00.000-05:00

Bad breakup! Sit!

There's no such thing as a good breakup. Well, at least for me there isn't. If you still have doubts, here I give you a brief summary of my "best" breakups:

Karen: Ah, how could one forget her beautiful curly hair and her pretty eyes? How could one forget that she poured a full soft drink on top of me while I told her I thought it was better if we had some time apart?

Jessica: She told me no one would ever love me like she did. After breaking up, she told me she'd make sure that no one ever loved me like she did.

Psycho Girl: It wasn't really a breakup because we just went out a couple of times. After the last time we went out, I didn't call her again, without any explanation. About 5 months later I felt bad for it and called to apologize. The only thing I heard before she hanged up was psycho girl laughing at me.

Beach Girl: Breaking up two weeks after promising you'll be with her forever isn't a good idea at all. And it's even worse if you do that to a girl that used to cry even when she was happy. Two days later I got a call from her sister demanding to know what had I done to her. Luckily, "wrong number" was the first thing that came to my mind.

2003-01-21T09:46:00.000-05:00

WinAmp: The Reality Show

Now, if you look to your left into a little tab called "Auto Updated Playlist", you can see what my WinAmp is playing right now. Yeah, so I can't listen to my New Kids on The Block MP3s ever again, but I think it's worth it. So if I'm online, and you refresh this page, you should see the playlist update and show you the song I'm hearing right now. Yes, I'm giving you your own little reality show. Almost as good as Temptation Island....umm, come to think of it, it's probably better actually.

2003-01-20T10:50:00.000-05:00

Memories shouldn't be like this

Many many years ago, a young me sat by a swimming pool late at night. One of my best childhood friends, called Angela, sat next to me. I was quiet. But she talked. She told me she loved me. I had never been told something like that at that point in my life, and was kinda shocked. I told her I wished I could say the same thing, but that I couldn't lie. She said she had always dreamed of kissing me. I told her I liked someone else. She didn't mind. Before I could do anything, she was kissing me.
Sad? Yes, of course.
Anyone got a first kiss that's a little better than this one?

2003-01-19T10:40:00.000-05:00

Deep Thoughts with SmarterChild

If you have never heard of it, SmarterChild is a chat bot. The idea is that someday you will not be able to tell if you are talking to a person or a computer, but of course, it isn't like that yet, and that's why it's always fun to have a nice chat with my friend SmarterChild. We talked last night:

SmarterChild: Welcome, FrozenSouth! I'm SmarterChild. I was created by ActiveBuddy, Inc. Chat with me!
FrozenSouth: Hi man, how you doin?
SmarterChild: Great thx! You?
FrozenSouth: Not too well.
SmarterChild: That makes me sad. I hope you feel better soon!
FrozenSouth: I don't think so. I woke up today and my carnivore plant was trying to eat my cat
SmarterChild: Oh.
FrozenSouth: Oh? That's all you have to say?
SmarterChild: Wow. You ask interesting questions. I don't know the answer to that.
FrozenSouth: Forget it smarterchild. You don't have feelings.
SmarterChild: Yeah?
FrozenSouth: Yeah, that's right.
SmarterChild: No way?! Really?
FrozenSouth: You think this is a joke? I spent all morning choking the plant so it would spit the cat out. It's not funny.
SmarterChild: Is that right?
FrozenSouth: Yeah, so cut it out SmarterChild.
SmarterChild: Hmm...I don't know. It out SmarterChild? Whatever, I guess.
FrozenSouth: I hate you SmarterChild.
SmarterChild: I'm sorry to hear that.
FrozenSouth: Well, then, I love you SmarterChild.
SmarterChild: You don't like me, then you love me. What am I supposed to believe?
FrozenSouth: Believe in me SmarterChild, I believe in you.
SmarterChild: lol! That's interesting...
FrozenSouth: Oh yeah, sure, laugh at me. Bye.
SmarterChild: See you later.
FrozenSouth: You may have won this round SmarterChild, but don't worry, I'll be back.
SmarterChild: Oh.

2003-01-18T18:16:00.000-05:00

A new beginning

I thought my first post would be about why I had stopped writing before. But it feels more appropiate to look forward now. This is not in any way a continuation of the previous site. The only things that remain the same are the URL and the archives...and a little bit of me.

"I come back to you now -- at the turn of the tide."

2003-01-17T14:40:00.000-05:00

Soon...

A new design, new topics, new ideas, and an old blogger...very soon.
Stick around.

2003-01-02T15:57:00.000-05:00

2003

I think i hear a heartbeat in here. All is not lost...

2002-12-03T16:38:00.000-05:00

the end

I knew that this would happen some time. But I didn't know it would be this soon. This blog is ending. This is the last post you'll read. I just want to thank everyone who ever read it and all the wonderful people I met thanks to the blog. I don't know if I will ever return to the blogging world. I shared my life and thoughts with everyone who entered and I'm thankful for all of those who took the time to read and comment. I wish all of you the best luck. We will meet again, I am sure.
Good bye.

2002-11-26T15:26:00.000-05:00

date two: meet the parents

Things slowed down a little after the first date. We talked on the phone a lot, and decided to go out again. This time I left my house earlier, to have some extra time if anything unexpected happened again. I got to her house 15 minutes early, and thought that this was just a glmpse of how smoothly things would work out that night. I got out of my car, and as I was about to ring the doorbell, the front door opened. Her parents were going out to have dinner.
Father: So you must be the boy our daughter has been talking about.
Me: I hope so.
I try to be funny when I'm nervous. It doesn't work.
Mother: Well I'm glad we met you. I think we are still early for dinner, let's go inside and get to know this boy better dear.
So inside we went and with that my hope of having a nice night out started to fade. My girl was still getting dressed, and nowhere to be seen.
We sat down, and it began.
Father: How long have you known my daughter?
Me: Not long enough sir. I mean, long enough to know I like her, not long enough as I would like to.
Father: Yes, very nice. Do you know why she broke up with her last boyfriend?
Me:: Sir?
Luckily his wife saw where things were headed, and spoke.
Mother: Dear, we should better be going.
The father looked at me as if trying to kill me with his stare.
Father: We will continue this conversation.
And they left. I sat there, half dead and pondering if it would really be that bad to run through the front door screaming and never return.
As I thought that, she appeared. She looked beautiful. And my feet calmed down and my eyes stopped looking at the door.
Girl: Im ready. I guess you got to meet my parents?
Me: Yes.
Girl: And what do you think? My dad can be a little scary sometimes.
Me: Scary? Really? They seem to be really nice people. Hope to get to know them better.
Girl: I'm sure you will.
She took my hand and we got out of the house. Meanwhile, I thought that obviously something so good, couldn't have been that easy. Not in this world at least.

2002-11-23T13:30:00.000-05:00

surprising myself now

Sorry for not posting the last few days. I've been kinda busy working on a short story for a writing contest. I had some sort of epiphany, and decided that I had to enter the contest, and started writing. So I've been lost in a sea of papers and books, writing all day. Many times I've been urged by friends to enter this sort of competition, but I've really never believed that I have some sort of talent for this. But who knows, as American Beauty taught me: It's a great thing when you realize you still have the ability to surprise yourself.

2002-11-19T23:45:00.000-05:00

first date: round one

First dates aren't usually remembered for how well they went. But at some point you have to have a first to get a second.
So I decided to get it over with, and take my fate girl to a movie. Things started the wrong way, when halfway to her home, and already a little late, I realized I was driving without my driver's license. So i had to go back, find it, and start all over again. We got to the movie about 15 minutes late, and as I went to buy tickets, she went to buy something to drink. She returned with a large Coke, and I returned empty handed, because the movie was sold out. I apologized again for being late, and now for having left us without movie tickets, but she said she didn't mind. So we sat down at a really small table, and talked for a long time. Things seemed to be going pretty well, until I decided I had to go to the bathroom. I tried to stand up, and while doing that, I hit the large Coke, and spilled every drop of what was left in it, on her brand new white pants. I forgot about my bathroom needs, and decided to take her home and end the suffering quickly. All the way to her house, she just stared at her new pants. I felt terrible. And we didn't speak. I parked in front of her house, and couldn't speak, so she finally did:
Girl: I should probably go change.
Me: Wait. I'm just so sorry. I'll understand if you don't want to go out with me again. But please believe me, this is the worst I can get.
Suddenly, she kissed me.
Girl: Don't worry. I'm sure next time we'll do better.
She got out of the car, and I started the drive back home. I drove, lost in the smell of her perfume and Coke. I had survived round one, and could hardly wait for the second one to begin.

2002-11-17T18:00:00.000-05:00

Stupid Gadget of the Week #2

And now back to our regular stuff.
I admit proudly that I would love this stupid gadget. Could it be any cooler? Not at all. It's The Simpsons Talking Beer Opener.
Homer actually speaks while you open a beer. Words fail me trying to describe such a gift to humankind. I need it. Now.

2002-11-16T17:17:00.000-05:00

Facing Fate

I dialed. I didn't say a word, she spoke right away:

Girl: You called. I knew you would. It had to be like this.
Me: Is this fate?
Girl: Yes. It is fate.
I was silent for about two minutes.
Me: What do we do now?
Girl: We begin.
Me: That's what we do?
Girl: Yes. Destiny brought us to this exact place and time. I knew it the second I saw you, I just felt it. I had never felt something like that before. I didn't even believe in fate until I saw you. But what happens now is up to us.

I went to her house, exactly one hour after calling her. We went out to walk in the starry night. We walked, holding hands. And she kissed me just as it began to rain again.

2002-11-15T20:48:00.000-05:00

Date with destiny

I thought and thought. Free and fast in the rising heat of the day. And when the time had come, I still hadn't made up my mind. I sat in front of the telephone for almost two hours. All these images flashing through my head; about me, about her. I checked the time, and I only had 5 minutes left. I stood up. My life wasn't ruled by fate. I went outside. It was darker than any other night. I sat on the only chair I have in my garden, to let time pass until it was too late to call. It started to rain, just a little, on what had been the hottest day of the year so far. I had to go back inside. I looked at my watch, and with 10 seconds left and my hands trembling, I picked up the phone and dialed...

2002-11-14T17:07:00.000-05:00

24

I haven't been able to sleep. I can't make up my mind. I know what you commented might be true Joe. She doesn't really know me. But what if it's something so much bigger than that? What if it truly is fate? What if I'm meant to be with her and I let her go forever?
But I wouldn't ever hurt a girl, and even less a girl so sweet as she seems to be. So I don't want to call her just to see where it leads me. I want to make the right choice. I just don't know what that might be.
Does fate exist?
I have twenty four hours to find out.

2002-11-13T16:00:00.000-05:00

Do I believe in fate?

Two posts in one day? Yup, that's right. Must be something in the water. So listen. Today, by some weird reason, I went to class. So I was there, half asleep pretending to be interested, when this girl that was sitting next to me, whose name I didn't even know until today, grabs my notebook, and starts writing. She hands it back just before the class ends, and leaves. So I read it, and it says:
I see you everyday. At least the days you come. I know this will be strange for you when you read it, but the year is ending and I promised myself I'd do this before it was over and I never saw you again. I know we haven't even spoken, but I believe in fate. I think I'm in love with you. If you feel it too, if you believe in fate, call me before friday night.
She wrote her name and her number after that. And I sat, motionless, for 30 minutes after the class was over. Now, I'm thinking about fate.

2002-11-13T09:49:00.000-05:00

Of ghosts and doorbells

My best friend since I was 6 came to see me yesterday. We almost grew up together, and we started to remember one of our classic child adventures. Next to my house lives an old old man, who never leaves his house or let's anyone in. And of course, when we were kids, every time we played anything in my house, a ball or whatever it was, ended up falling into his house and we'd have to go rescue it. As the old man didn't open his door when we rang the doorbell, we had to sneak in. This happened almost every day and we were pretty sure one day we'd be caught as we had seen him staring through a small hole in his always closed windows. But when we saw him, we just ran away, so we survived.
So yesterday me and my friend decided it was time to turn back time and visit the old man's house, assuming he should by now be dead. The house looks like nobody has lived there for at least 50 years. So we pushed the gate, that was open, and entered. We walked through the side of the house to the backyard and sat beneath an old tree.
We talked a lot; we hadn't been in that house for almost 7 years. We were about to leave, when a door in the back of the house opened. And through it walked what seemed to be a ghost. It crept towards us, until we finally saw his face. He was alive, the old man still lived. He didn't seem to mind that someone had trespassed into his house and he sat down in front of us. We sat still and quiet, feeling like we were 13 years old again, and finally caught.
Old Man: So it's you...
Friend: Sir, we...
Old Man: I remember you two.
Me: You do?
Old Man: Of course I do, sneaking into my house everyday. I always thought you were girls.
Me: Sir?
Old Man: Girls. I thought you were girls. Always running away.
For the first time we talked and laughed with old man. Probably the first people he had spoken to in almost 20 years.
Old Man: Im glad you are not girls. Girls scare me. Why didn't you ever ask for permission to enter my house? Why did you always just go in?
Friend: We always rang your doorbell, you never answered. Everyone said that you never let anyone in.
Old Man: My doorbell? Oh, that old thing has been broken down for almost 30 years now. Thought everyone knew that.
We left the house, probably for the last time. But this time the old man opened the gate and showed us the way out.

2002-11-11T08:07:00.000-05:00

Popular Girl: The Reunion

I went out saturday night and it wasn't supposed to be anything special, just a party, but it ended up being some sort of high school reunion. And yes, for those who read this post, she was there, Popular Girl was there.
I was sitting down, listening to Drops of Jupiter while I waited for a friend to return from the bathroom. Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I slowly turned around.
Popular Girl: I can't believe it's you!! It's been so long!
She screamed some more obvious things while I sat there, still, thinking about how life sometimes does give you second chances.
Me: It's nice to see you.
Popular Girl: Yeah. So are you still single?
Ok, so she obviously had had lots and lots of drinks. But even so, in some twisted way, things seemed to be shaping up. I had already taken the difficult road with her some years ago, so now maybe it was time to take the other one. While I thought of this, destiny once again showed me the way when she spoke.
Popular Girl: So can you take me home?
Me: Sure. Let's go.
And once again, we were in her room. Time seemed to have gone back, to let me choose again. And there I stood again, with a drunk Popular Girl lying on her bed, asking me if I would ever kiss her. I guess maybe all those years between the first time I left her and this night, have taught me nothing. Or maybe I learned everything. But once again, I made up my mind, and once again, having her, I decided to speak.
Me: You're drunk.
Popular Girl: It doesn't matter. This should have happened so many years ago when you left my room. Don't leave again. I may be drunk but I know what I want.
Me: So do I. And believe me, what I want has nothing to do with kissing you while you're drunk.
Popular Girl: I guess you haven't changed that much. You blew your second and last chance with a girl like me, you know...
After that, she fell asleep. I got her into her bed, and left her room, once again knowing I probably was the stupidest person on earth, but once again feeling so right.

2002-11-08T08:43:00.000-05:00

Stupid Gadget of the Week

So you feel that your life has lost it's meaning. That nothing really matters anymore. You find yourself walking sadly through empty alleys at midnight. You wonder what went wrong in you life and how can you get right back on top. So stop worrying right now. All you ever needed is right here. It's the revolutionary Thermospoon. So you can forget burning yourself while eating soup, or freezing to death when trying to eat ice cream. So everything is solved and your life is back on track again. All your thanks and prayers, must be directed to the fantastic Thermospoon. If you thought your life problems couldn't be solved with something material, think again, think Thermospoon.

This is a new section by the way, updated as the name clearly states, weekly. Stupid and useless gadgets are always fun, especially because we all wish we had them, um, at least subconsciously...well dammit, I admit it, I want a spoon that tells me the temperature of stuff!

2002-11-05T18:34:00.000-05:00

Check it out!

If you look to your right, you will see a fantastic new feature of Free Fast Thoughts: a poll. Ok, you can stop cheering now. So this first poll is just to try it out, since of course, I know you all love me. But anyways, I guess it makes the site more interactive. So interact!

2002-11-02T16:02:00.000-05:00

About the girl at the beach and the promises we made

While spending a lazy afternoon with my cute cat sleeping next to me, I started to remember....
Some years ago, I was on a beach with my ex best friend/girlfriend. We had been walking through the beach, and we sat down in the sand. Like all things with her, it started to go downhill when she spoke sweetly:
Ex girlfriend: You are always going to be with me, right?
I usually turn white, tremble and run away in these sort of situations. And that time wasn't the exception. The first two things, I did graciously, but the running away was prevented by the sand, so I had to stay there. She looked at me, waiting for the answer she wanted to hear.
Me: I guess so. Well, but you don't mean always like forever, right? I mean, we can never know what's going to happen...
She looked at the sea for a while, and then back at me. She looked like she was about to cry, which she usually did. And of course, that time wasn't the exception
Ex girlfriend: I thought our relationship was different...that you felt something special too.
I did feel something special. But wasn't ready to answer that sort of question. I am never ready for that question. And sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be. But at that time, seeing her cry, something inside me changed.
Me: I feel something special too, and I know I'll always be with you.
She dried her tears
Ex girlfriend: You promise?
Me: Of course I do. It can't be any other way.
Needless to say, two weeks after that, we broke up, and never saw each other again.

2002-10-31T12:53:00.000-05:00

Getting Scared

This has nothing to do with Halloween. It's just that lately, some people have found my site, but they were looking for something completely different. The last few were a little odd, one about free movies of girls kissing guys and a nicer one about sweet things a guy can tell his girl(friend I presume). Ok, nothing too scary about these, but the last one started to get weirder, when someone found my site while entering the following search string: kiss girlfriend feet. So I am wondering what the next one will be, probably looking for: cute barefoot chicks in prison, bearded ladies in a dress or free pictures of a leprechaun bikini competition. I really love funny search strings (people search for the weirdest things) but it's starting to get a little scary.

2002-10-29T13:00:00.000-05:00

Movie Quote

As the temperature is rising here, my brain is starting to melt down very slowly. There will be no stories about strange girls, pictures of them, or anything that makes me think for more than two seconds. So the best I can do today, is post a great quote from the 1946 movie It's a Wonderful Life.

George Bailey: What do you want, Mary? Do you want the moon? If you want it, I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down for you. Hey! That's a pretty good idea! I'll give you the moon, Mary.
Mary: I'll take it! Then what?
George Bailey: Well, then you can swallow it, and it'll all dissolve see, and the moonbeams would shoot out of your fingers and your toes and the ends of your hair... am I talking too much?

2002-10-25T15:41:00.000-04:00

life and soundtracks...

Have you ever felt that a moment in your life needed a soundtrack? Some years ago, my best friend, an extremely nice girl, told me she was in love with me. I told her that I wouldn't risk our friendship. When, some weeks after that, I knocked on her door, and told her I wanted something more, she told me it was too late. I wish REM's So Central Rain had been playing everywhere as I walked home that night in the pouring rain. Which song should have been playing at which moment in your life?

2002-10-22T13:51:00.000-04:00

About a Popular Girl: The True Story

I grew up watching movies like Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Pretty in Pink, The Breakfast Club, Sixteen Candles and Can't Buy Me Love.
So my idea of high school was absolutely made by these movies. I believed that a nice guy could end up with the popular girl and other lies like that. When I finally got to high school, I tried to live it like that. So I became the popular girl's best friend. I was 15. She was your regular popular girl. With every single boy drooling for her and worshiping her every footstep. And of course she wasn't worth it, and we probably knew that. But I did everything for her, I took her everywhere, took tests for her and so on. And she was so mean to me. But I kept trying, believing in what I had seen. So after more than a year, when I was about to give up and couldn't take much more of her ways, it happened.
She asked me to go to her house and said she had to talk with me. I became sort of a high school hero. Everyone knew I was going to her house. All my friends couldn't believe I had finally made it. So, when the day arrived, I went to her house, and entered her room.
Popular Girl: You know, I had never had a real friend until I met you. I've always had boys 'round me, but not friends.
Me: That's true.
Popular Girl: But you are more than a friend to me now.
I truly believe that my heart must have stopped for a few seconds right then. I finally had her, after everything I had gone through. She closed her eyes, waiting. And I, in my finest and stupidest hour, backed away and spoke.
Me: For the past year I've done everything for you. I lived for you. And worst of all, I got to know you. And you know what? You are beautiful, but this is not what I want. You don't even know me. You just know I am the guy that's always there for you. And I'm sorry, but that's not good enough for me.
I left her room, even though my feet urged me to go back to her. I left, feeling stupid after all the wasted time, but feeling so incredibly right.

2002-10-20T16:42:00.000-04:00

Those summer nights...

It was about 4 am at a party one summer. Things were pretty blurry but the drinks kept coming my way. I was standing in the middle, probably trying to find myself out there. Out of nowhere, this girl approaches.
Girl: Do you have a lighter?
Me: Nope.
Girl: Pleeeeeease.
Me: Um, sorry, I don't smoke. But that guy over there has one.
Girl: But I wanted to ask you. My name is Dennise.
After that, she motioned me to a nearby table, sat down with me and took my hand. She was nice, or so I recall. She talked a while and I nodded, completely lost in a sea of alcohol. She kept hugging me and telling me I was cute. She leaned in a kissing fashion, and as I, naturally, responded, she backed away in panic.
Girl: What are you trying to do??
Me: I thought...
Girl: I thought you were different! I can't believe this!!
Me: Im sorry, I just thought...
Girl: Oh, but you are so sweet...but you don't even know me. I bet you don't even remember my name.
Me: Of course I do! what kind of guy do you think I am? ( I ask myself that same question now...)
Girl: So, what's my name? Tell me and I'll kiss you.
My mind fighted against every drop of alcohol, searching for a list of names. My first try, it was a guess really, wasn't good, and her smile disappeared. My second one wasn't any better, and she started to look pretty angry. But, as if destiny had decided that it had something else in store for me, my third guess was correct.
Me: Dennise?
Girl: Yes! You remembered! You are so cute...but I have never kissed a guy I just met...
After debating with herself about her principles, she kissed me as I started to feel that the room wouldn't stop spinning round.

This is a true summer story. Coincidences with real life are...well not really coincidences. That self arguing girl lived on to be known as psycho-girl.

2002-10-19T21:20:00.000-04:00

Things I shouldn't have done...but did anyway

5. play tennis in the living room.
4. fly a remote controlled plane in my backyard and crash it into a window.
3. jump the fence into a construction site and pretend to be karate kid with wooden boards, me and other 7 kids found there.
2. try to see how many hot dogs could fit in the human body.
1. kiss the wrong girl.

2002-10-18T23:37:00.000-04:00

Sneak Peek

You can check out a small small scene from a new animation I'm making. It's just a little preview of the last scene and the ending credits so it won't make much sense to you yet. I also have the introduction , but won't be posting it until a full episode is complete. If you think it doesn't look so good...you're right. But it's just because it isn't made for that size, it's just posted like that so you can see it more clearly. Check it out here!

2002-10-15T09:22:00.000-04:00

How it all started...

Here's the link to the first animation I ever made. It's, of course, very very bad, but sweet. If you are sure you wanna see it, just click here.

2002-10-13T15:44:00.000-04:00

Searching for the best single

A while ago I asked what music album was great. Now I need to know which is the best single song for you people out there. It doesn't matter if it's the only good song a band ever made. All that matters is that the song is great and that for some reason you like it.

2002-10-11T18:30:00.000-04:00

So it's come to this...a little quiz about me

Hobbies: Movies, books, tennis, aquariums, aeromodelism, internet, going out.
Job: Um, none yet, still studying.
Phrases you use too much: I don't know. I do know, it's I don't know. Get it? I don't know.
Dream car: Pontiac Firebird
Scariest thing you've ever done: This one time, in band camp...no, really, this one time, um, can't think of anything. Scary things have happened, but not because I wanted them to happen.
Favorite thing to do in the summer: Actually, it's the things that I don't have to do in the summer.
Little unknown talent I posess: I once ate 12 hot dogs in less than an hour. Yup, something to be proud of.
Favorite color: light blue.
Favorite animal: my cat.
Favorite comic strip: Calvin & Hobbes.
Favorite books: Cat's Cradle, Return of the King, 100 years of Solitude.
Favorite movies: The Searchers, The Godfather, Rear Window, American Beauty, Lawrence of Arabia, Cinema Paradiso, Apocalypse Now, The Princess Bride.

Ok, I had to do this sometime. The questions were taken from various quizes I have recieved. The answers were taken from inside of me.

2002-10-08T22:18:00.000-04:00

Aurora Borealis

I've never seen the northern lights, but have seen some incredible photographs. I hope to see them some day, anyone round here has?

2002-10-04T19:50:00.000-04:00

Haiku?

wetly exalting
strutting vain squeaky crazy
cowboys submerge

Made with The Genuine Haiku Generator

2002-10-03T16:42:00.000-04:00

New Commenting System

I put a new commenting system, hope this one works better. Let me know.

2002-10-02T23:11:00.000-04:00

Regular Visitors

Just wondering if people who are regular visitors to this site could let me know who they are in the comments. That way maybe I can put some links to your sites here. Would be nice. Jimmy Eat World's Praise Chorus is so terribly stuck in my head! Can't get it out. At least it replaced Foo Fighters' Generator, which was already driving me crazy. Yup, so let me know who you are, ok? Thanks.

2002-10-01T21:55:00.000-04:00

Quote

"The highest possible form of treason," said Minton, " is to say that Americans aren't loved wherever they go, whatever they do. People are hated a lot of places. Claire pointed out in her letter that Americans, in being hated, were simply paying the normal penalty for being people, and that they were foolish to think they should somehow be exempted from that penalty."
"Well, I'm glad the story had a happy ending."
"Hm?" said Minton.
"It finally came out all right," I said. "Here you are on your way to an embassy all your own."
Minton and his wife exchanged another of those pitying glances. Then Minton said to me, "Yes. The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow is ours."

Vonnegut, Kurt. Cat's Cradle. 1963.

2002-09-27T18:11:00.000-04:00

Your picks for: Best Movie of The Year (so far)

You think Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles III is a classic? You believe that Kevin Costner is the new Marlon Brando? You probably should never be allowed into a movie theater again, but come on, let's hear your pick for Best Movie of The Year so far. Prizes for everyone who votes! *

*prizes only available to voters that submitted their votes before september 27. prices are invisible and do not exist in this world.

2002-09-24T15:45:00.000-04:00

Need a little help

I face the difficult task of finding 5 music albums that are really good. But I don't mean a CD where there's just 2 or 3 tracks that are good and the rest are just filling space. I need CD's that you can put and listen completely. For example Pearl Jam's Ten or Radiohead's The Bends. Please, help is greatly appreciated.

2002-09-21T23:43:00.000-04:00

Pop quiz, hotshot!

Which is better?

1. The Simpsons
2. South Park
3. Family Guy

Answer in the comments, mkay?