Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jun 27, 2006 19:45:15 GMT -5
November 20th, 2003
Happy birthday to me. Eh, you know what i get? The divorce talk. I knew that it was coming, and i knew i was going to hate it when it did happen.
I don't really care. It seems to me that my life is just guitar at the moment, I would rather be playing that then anything at the moment. I am sick of proving myself volcaly, why not beat the shit out of my guitar... oh that sounds better.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 10, 2006 21:59:42 GMT -5
December 1st, 2003
I have learned why alcholism is considered a diseas around the world now. I had my first taste of it last night, and let me tell you. I hated it. I don't know why anyone does it. Then agian, thats what i get for being 13 and weghing 98 pounds.
Any way, me and some friends crashed it. The only reason i went was because she was going to be there. And she, is Lindsay. and sadly, I don't remember a thing. And trust me, i think it is better i don't. I don't even know if i said anything to her. If i did, i can imagine how freaked out she must have been. "Hi my name is Pete, I am the amazing 98 pound wonder." Yeah, something like that most likely.
When i went home, my mom wasent to happy. I gave her a wave through her lecture, got some water, and went to sleep. And hang overs suck. Why do people enjoy this? Any way. I have to go to my dads new place tomrow. Do i want to? No. Do I need to? Yes, Legally till I am 14. Just one year.
Well, good bye for now.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 10, 2006 22:04:47 GMT -5
December 2nd, 2003
Well. I hate the new house, I hate my room, and i hate the area. If it is posible, i think my dad has the coldest feeling house in the world. Everything seems sharper here, whiter, it is like a scary movie where the enime is the new cast iron oven.
My dad said he got a promotion, thats why he got this house. But why would you pay for this place? It looks like a rehab center gone wrong, like the rehab, needs a rehab. Eh, thankfully, I stay here only for weekends, then i go back home.
I can't even bring my guitar here, my dad wont let me. He says it is to loud... i said, "Well yes, you see it makes sound, it is called music." that got me sent to my room, no excues me, cell. If you ever read the book, 1989, this is what it feels like. I am being watched by my every move, and I can't speak. It is quite amazing really, in an odd twisted way.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 10, 2006 22:11:15 GMT -5
December 4th, 2003
Well this is nice. I come home, and find out my mom is dating. I don't care really. But the guy dresses weirder then Michale Jackson, need i say more?
Other then that, nothing. I have school, but i cut today. I cut class a lot. I find no point in attending if they arent going to teach me anything. All i learned from school was detention, and thats nothing to brag about. Yet i cut class, and get detention. I have an amazing educational system, don't I?
And Lindsay ignores me still, thankfully. I don't really want to talk to her. Looking is nice. Thats all I need. No one really pays attention to me, I reject it. I hate matter of fact. I don't have a neon sign over my head begging for it.
Thats all, good night.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 10, 2006 22:17:26 GMT -5
December 5th, 2003
I write to you from the attendence office in school. Turns out, if i miss anymore classes, I wont go to 9th grade. What a fu**ing pity. Im bored of school, I am bored of the teachers who are bored themselfs, and to bored to teach anything other then worthless boring shit. Sad thing is, my moms boyfriend is in the meeting. Why? I have no Idea.
His name is Chad. Who dates a guy named Chad? Thats like dating a guy named Ken. You know by the name they are stupid, he most likely has no idea whats going on in there, and i don't blame him. If i could i would write him an S.O.S. to get him out of what ever odd relationship he has with my mother. No offence to her, but she isint known for long lasting relationships. I was amazed my parents marrige lasted 12 years.
Now i am looking at my feet. I know, i can talk about more intresting things, but my feet are intresting. They are big. Which makes me look extremly awckward. My doctor says i should grow taller soon, hopefully this is true, and i wont be as short as my mom.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 10, 2006 22:22:38 GMT -5
December 6th, 2003.
I have 12 detentions to serve to get my credit back for the year. Which means, 12 days to write about nothing, 24 hours to repeat a broken song in my head, which means 1440 minutes to not think about why I am wating away there any way.
I don't care really. I have nothing better to do. And my family is attepmting to shame me, yet I agree with everything. I don't really care, Like I said, I am a boring person. (-:
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 14, 2006 19:30:48 GMT -5
December 7th 2003.
If anyone ever said staying after school is a burden, they disserved to be smacked in the head with a dictionary. I got to sit Next to Lindsay Kelley. Yeah, now that i look back to all these post about her i relize what an idiot i sound like, eh ignore it.
I don't know what she was there for, but an hour passed by quickly.
When i got home things didint get any better. My mom is now in the mist of breaking up with "Chad the Hag" as my mom puts it. I knew this was going to happen, and she starts yelling at me. So what do you think i do? I just look at her for a few minutes. Get the thing of cookies, and go into my room and ignore it. I am finding it much more easyer to ignore everything, I sleep better at night.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 14, 2006 19:40:36 GMT -5
December 8th 2003.
I quite going to the detentions, the lasted long right? It was actually like a cop chase. Some 11th grader who skin seemed see through saw me walk out, and like some midget on acid started chasing me. And i ran away. Thats a normal reflex I hope. Teachers didint even notice, I guess for them it was normal seeing me, an almost 6 foot kid getting chased by 4 foot wonder boy.
At one point he did get me, we were in the auditorium and he pounced. i was on the stairs of the stage. When it happened i just started screaming bloody muder. I saw it on a show once, if someone trys to mug you, you scream. I guess it has the same affect on red headed hall monitors without a pair. The second i screamed, he ran for his life.
well, i think i need a drink.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 14, 2006 19:51:28 GMT -5
December 9th 2003.
Right now, I am scared. Yes i admitt it. My dad hit me last night, but not just a hit, he punched me. The pain didint scare me, the idea of hitting your kid did. I stayed out. Lindsay asked me to come over. I took a chance and started to talk to her in our mixed study hall. When i got home it was about 1 in the morning and my dad started freaking out. I wouldent answer him, so he twisted my arm back and punched me in the back, almost on my spine.
I wont tell my mom though, maybe no one. eh, I don't really care, shows how pathetic a man can be, right?
I don't even care... I have another date with Lindsay, I have that to look foward to.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 14, 2006 19:57:38 GMT -5
December 10th 2003.
The date with Lindsay went good. We were with two of her friends, but it still went good. Until my mom called my cell phone every five minutes asking if i was okay. She went down a list of drugs she thought i was doing, and i denied everything.
I didint go home either. I told Lindsay what happened and she seemed a little more freaked out about it then i did. I stayed over her house, And i think I am going to stay there till Monday when i know i wont see him.
Honestly, she is one of the best things that has happened to me in a while.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 18, 2006 10:24:49 GMT -5
December 11th 2003.
I'm with my mom now. She has found [yet agian] a new love. His name is now Mike. It is as if she is into generic names. I mean, look at mine. Peter Christopher John. Now, she jammed every generic name in there didint she? I could have been named something like Jr. Mint. No, I got Peter.
We are flying out to Michigan for a family reunion. My family is British, Italian, and Irish. I meet about 50 people every year who I never met, and they all know my name. Do i know theres? No... I don't really care. I get a lot of soap though. British and Irish people have a thing for soap. They don't give a crap about there teeth, but if they are the little old Irish/British woman who lives on the corner and they smell like pink soap, they are happy.
Well, I have another date with with Lindsay in a couple of days before the trip. Lets hope all goes well.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 18, 2006 18:26:32 GMT -5
December 12th 2003. A few words. The date Went Amazingly Bad... Well, we went out to eat. We ate, he gave me the bill. And what do you know, I left the money at home. So me and Lindsay had to jet out of there. I could she wasent very happy. We went back to my house, I climbed to my window considering my key is in my walout. I get the money. Then we go to hang out, and it starts raining. She seems mad, she goes home, the night is over. I go to my friends house, and have a beer, and hope to god, she will remember none of this.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 18, 2006 19:53:07 GMT -5
December 21st 2003.
Oh, the Holidays are coming... yay for me. I asked for a guitar. I am most likely going to end up with a sweater. My mom isint into the whole big gift thing. For my 13th birthday i got shoes. Though I like the shoes, don't get me wrong, I found it sort of odd.
Lindsay wont talk to me. Its okay, I wouldent talk to me either. It was stupid. I mean, christ, who forgets there god damn wallut? Thats like forgetting medicine of some kind, just not to the point where it can save your life i am assuming, but what ever...
Nothing is going on though. I don't have the worries of school, we are off [not like i did before anyway]. And i Don't have to go to my dads considering he is in Hawii, nice job dad.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 18, 2006 19:55:50 GMT -5
December 25th 2003.
Merry X-mas, happy holidays what ever you whorship you useless little journal. I was wrong. I got the guitar. And i am happy. (-:. If you know me, you know, I am not a very talented kid. I a weak, i am odd looking, I don't play sports. But i am good with my music. My music actually sounds listenable.
My dad sent over my gift. I refues to open it. I think he is a prick, and i don't want his gifts to my mom and me ruining the day.
Thats all for now
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on Jul 18, 2006 19:59:57 GMT -5
December 30th 2003.
Oh I want this new year to come. I do not want to be 13 anymore. I want to move out. I want to branch. I am getting to restless and bored here.
I went to a party last night agian with my friends agian. There was drugs, there was alchol, and there was Lindsay. I am only semi addicted to one of these things, and her name is Lindsay. Obviously, she was drinking. I was drinking. And she said she wasent mad at me. I was a bit taken off. I wanted to belive her, I wanted to know it. But then i yelled at myself and said "She is a hot drunk girl who has no flippen idea what she is talking about." And i immediatly fled the scene.
I went to hang out with more friends, and i found the pot. I smoked it, and for some reason i hated it and loved it all at the same time. The last thing i want to be is a pot head. You loose brain cells, and people know you do it. You just need to have the dittsy zoonish look on your face and everyone will know, "Yeah, thats the pot head." And my mom will know it to. Though she was a hippi when she was younger, I doubt she would want me to start.
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