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Friday, September 24th, 2004
1:30 am - So This is the New Year
I haven't done a good job of keeping up my journal for the last few months. I suppose I got distracted.

The internship with Nabbit Software went well. They want me to come back next year.

I'm back at school now. Another year... Hope it goes as well as last year. I'm living with Jamie again. We've got an apartment off-campus. His sister Jules is also coming to school with us and living in the apartment. She's kind of hot for me. It's a little strange. I'm not used to girls finding me hot.

Speaking of girls... Salome STILL won't go out with me. She says she's even busier with her night job than she was last year. Maybe she just doesn't want to go out with me. But I'm really drawn to her. There is something special about her.

The nightlife here is even more exciting than last term. I'm out partying almost every night. There are a lot more partiers on campus. It's hectic. And a little freaky.

Still no word from my dad.

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Tuesday, May 25th, 2004
1:23 am - Well
I've tried to contact my dad for days. His entire office building collapse and he and his friends just disappeared. I'm starting to think maybe they didn't survive.

I don't know what to do now. I don't know where to look for him. I don't even know if he wants me to look for him. He told me to go home, to go back to my normal life.

I'm trying, but it's hard. I just keep on thinking about him. What if he didn't get through it all right?

I got a responce from Nabbit Software. I got the internship. Somehow I don't really care about it now.

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Tuesday, May 18th, 2004
1:18 am - So I guess I should Explain
I've never mentioned it in this journal, but I'm adopted. I've known since... Well, forever. I just didn't know the whole situation.

After the car accident, I found out who my real father was. My mother is dead, but my dad... He lives in Los Angeles. I haven't seen him since I found out about him. I don't really want to deal with it, you know? I mean, the Rileys are my parents. This guy is just... Well, this guy.

He came to see me today. He just wanted to have a cup of coffee, find out how I was doing.

Something's not right. I don't think he would do that if something wasn't wrong.

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Saturday, May 1st, 2004
1:06 am - Okay. Business as usual.
Jamie's freaked out over my mood swings. He says I've changed ever since I got hit by that car. You know, I wish he would understand that getting hit by a car tends to traumatize you.

The reoccurring dreams are gone. It's a relief. It's almost worth all of the trauma I had to go through. I guess I just had to get it out of my system. Still readjusting, but hey, it takes time.

I've started to really enjoy the nightlife here at Stanford. I didn't realize how many people liked to party at night. Sometimes I need to actually intervene. They REALLY like partying. I guess there's just so many tasty co-eds out at night they can't resist it.

It's... Interesting.

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Thursday, April 22nd, 2004
12:13 am - Wow
So that's what it all means. The dreams. The man. The alley. The van.

This is seriously disturbing. I don't really know how to deal with this.

Mom is making me see a therapist. Dr Roberts. Yeah, I'm sure HE'LL understand this.

Jamie's freaked over the way I'm acting, but there is no way I can tell him about it. I don't think I can tell anyone about it.

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Tuesday, March 30th, 2004
12:09 pm - Huh
I was hit by a car. Plowed into the garage. I should be dead. But here I am, writing in my LJ.

This really ranks up there on the strange meter.

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Wednesday, November 19th, 2003
7:59 pm - Go Connor, it's your birthday
So I'm 19. Go me. Jamie got me Season One of Family Guy-- Friggin' sweet. He's so cool. Ended up hanging out with him and Gord. Tried to get Salome to come with, but she totally wasn't into it. I think she was afraid I would ask her for a "birthday present".

I'm heading home to spend some time with the fam for my special day. They've missed me. Family... What are you gonna do?

Had another weird dream. This time, it was about a rainy alley. Maybe I should go talk to someone. Look at ink blots.

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Wednesday, October 15th, 2003
11:48 pm - And the weird keeps on coming.
Hot purple haired chick is named Salome. Hot purple haired chick also won't go out with me. She says her night job is too demanding. I'll wear her down.

I totally kicked Jamie's ass at hockey. Five times. That'll show him what California guys can do.

My computer froze up yesterday and I put my fist through the wall. And it didn't hurt. Does that sound weird?

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Wednesday, September 24th, 2003
6:58 pm - Big Man on Campus
So I'm all settled in to school. Dorm's not great, but I've heard about worse. My roommate is pretty cool. His name is Jamie. He's studying engineering. He's also got a kick-ass DVD collection and he likes hockey as much as I do. He's a New Yorker and he keeps telling me I can't be a real hockey fan if I haven't seen real ice (It's not any less real if it's man-made). I'm going to break out my rollerblades and school his ass.

I met the hottest girl. She works at the coffee house, so hopefully I'll get to see her more. She's kind of gothy-punk, but not in that pseudo 'I'm just trying to be cool' way. Not really my normal type but DAMN. She's got the coolest purple hair. And tattoos. Never thought I'd go for a girl with tattoos, but there's just something special about her. I don't have a chance with her.

My reoccurring dreams are continuing. They're getting even stranger. There is this guy in all of them. I wish I knew who he was. I wish I knew what he meant. I'm sure I've never met him before, but he's always there.

Other than that, nothing much is going on. Classes are going all right. But the dreams are starting to get on my nerves.

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Thursday, May 15th, 2003
10:47 pm - Curiouser and curiouser
Tracy broke up with me today. It was really weird. We said we were going to talk about going to the same school, but out of nowhere... Bam, she breaks up with me. I did not see this coming. She said things just felt different between us.

I suppose it's for the best. Now I can go to school and hook up with all of the hot girls I want. I won't have to worry about her pet causes. She won't lecture me about eating Medleys anymore. She won't...

Stupid Tracy.

I've also started to have these really strange reoccurring dreams. It's nothing tangible. Just these flashes. I can't really explain them. I think there's blood in them. And it's really dark. Like something out of a horror movie. The thing is, I'm not freaked out. I'm... Excited? Okay, that makes me sound like a big freak. I wish I knew what they meant.

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