My hands are at your throat and I think I hate you
Well i had a visit from the worst person ever last night. No not Martha Stewart. That woman bores the shit out of me. And i havent even watched her show. No i'm talking about my grandmother. I hate her soo much. It's a long story that even i dont know all the details. But she has done things to me and my family over the years, i just can't possibly forgive her. But my dad will always l;ove his mother, so he keeps trying. I know it hurts him to see her do these things. but she's a bitch. And he'll eventually realize it.

So he has her over last night. Thank God my uncle was over. He had his new girlfriend. I like her. She's better than his ex-wife. BITCH. my entire family is filled with bitches. My aunt is one. Her entire family can kill themselves. Cuz im to damn lazy to do it. My uncle Dan is the only neutral person in the family.

The only good thing about last night besides him and his gf coming over was the fact that i got $75 all together for Best Buy. I gtg
~BOYER

FUCKING FAT PEOPLE
Christmas was ok. but i dont want to bore u with an answer to that mundane question...."What did u get for christmas?"
At some point you get tired of telling people. I'm at that point

Well i was playing this game at disney's hilton head resort (we were there for christmas) It's called Southern snowball fight. Instead of snow, it's socks. It may sound gay but it used to be fun. Now it actually is gay. But it was parents vs. kids. This huge fat guy is running at me. I hit him in the face with a sock. But his fatty momentum keeps him going. So he doesnt realize his lard ass is out. He keeps trying to hit me with "snowballs". So I sidestep his throws right into a fucking tree! My ear is swollen and bleeding. My shoulder is all torn up. And it's all becuase of that fucking fat guy mY EAR IS STICKING STRAIGHT OUT OF MY HEAD!!
~BOYER

See all those people on the ground
Without it all, I'm choking on nothing, It's clear in my head. That I'm Screaming for something.
~BOYER

Grr I'm mad. I'm a gangster
The title is actually a line from the greatest song ever. The gangster song.

Well I'm standing in my breakfast nook right after dinner. my dad was upstairs getting ready for a meeting he had tonight. I asked my sis to hand me the remote. She looks at me funny. So i explain to her that I really have to poop but am too lazy to go to the bathroom. (IDK if anyone else has been in that situation, but it bites) So my mom and my sis chuckle a little i guess. Then my dad comes downstairs and says, "Matt can u go pstairs and get me some tums?" I start laughing, becuase i thought it ironic how i just told my mom and sis how i cant move and then he comes downstairs asking me to run upstairs. So what does he do. Says, "fine fuck you then I'll get em myself"

Screw you asshole. Did u take the time to figure out why i luaghed. And was saying fuck you really necessary. Of course it wasn't. But ur my dad. you can do whatever the fuck you want. Shut the hell up. Sometimes I just wanna punch you in the face. But i can't becuase i have to poop. ASSHOLE!!!!!!!
~BOYER

Just updating
Well i was told today that i dont update enough. Get used to it. I'm too lazy to update. And dont mistake my mentioning the eagles game for an interest in the game. I strongly dislike sports in general. If those sports faggots are going on strike becuase they dont think that they are getting enough money, when we hvae homeless people drinking their own piss out on the streets, then i am going to boycott sports. Plus i'm just not into sports. I only do track becuase it's not really a team sport, it's more of an individual sport. That way i dont have to be around all the diehard sports fans. They piss me off.

I like Kelli. Still. It seems everyday, i find a new reason to. Even after all the time ive known her, She still surprises me. I love that. Well i can't think of anything new to report. So i'll try to update more.
~BOYER

Just think happy thoughts
I can't begin to let you know just what im feeling. And now these red ones help me fly, and the blue ones help me fall. AND I THINK I'LL BLOW MY BRAINS AGAINST THE CEALING!!!!

It's weird. the day after i write my journal about kelli. Her boyfriend breaks up with her. I want to step in. But i've already asked her out before. Last year. I'm not sure what to do right now. Last time i asked her out, things got really weird between us. But i want to so badly. I'm confused. everything is spinning in my head. My brain is totally fried right now. I'm not sure about much of anything anymore. School is crazy as always. I've started track. And now there's this nagging feeling that i want to be with someone. And when i think about it, i want it to be kelli. But on those certain occasions, it's not necessarilly her.
~Boyer

Realizing more about myself
Well as you can all tell, i havent been updating as often as i usually do. Sorry about that.

Over the summer i lost touch with someone. Some people really. My friends from school. Meegan, Kelly, Becca, and Kelli. As much as i wanted to stay in touch, considering it shouldnt be that hard, all we could ever manage was about an hour of talking online. This school year i have made some new friends, specifically those at my lunch table. But i was pleasently surprised at the beginning of the school year to find that keeli was in my SS class. That was how we had met. Ironically, we have the same teacher as last year. We talk. We talk a lot. We have always been good friends. Right from the start we could talk without any problem. This year, well this year i see her 5th period too. In lunch. That is really when we get to chat about things. Anything really. I like kelli. It's as simple as that.
~BOYER

Burnt to the core but not broken
A million mile fall from grace, thank God we missed the ground.


My thanksgiving was ok. Nothign really special happened. My HR teacher showed up. Which was odd. She's young and is friends with my neighbors. But w/e. Once i got over the initial "what the fuck" it was ok. Every year we go over my neighbors house for thanksgiving. They're pure-blooded Italians. Which doesnt matter to me. But it means that we never have turkey for thanksgiving. We have meatballs, and ravioli, and canolis. Dont get me wrong, its great food, but it's just not what i picture when i think of a thanksgiving meal. Crap i gtg. late dinner.
~BOYER

Oh if you didnt get enough blah from before, blah blah balah blah blah!!!
BLAH
~BOYER

O Snap
On Friday i was told that i had over the break to do my commercial. Well I dont. It's due wednesday. And i have no footage. And i still have to edit it. AAAAHHH!!!! hectic. But good news folks. Dear old sister Alyson is home for thanksgiving break starting tomorrow. YEAH!!!!!!
~BOYER