I Have Stalkers?!?!

Thats right people, I recently, and by recently I mean just yesterday, found out that I, thats right me, plain old, nothing really special Ben Bruni, has STALKERS! I'll elaborate. You see, every day I go out and take a walk for a few hours and listen to some music (I have my reasons for doing this) but I never once imagined that I was being watched while I was doing things. Needless to say it came as kind of a shock to me when I found out. Anyway, I was walking around when a golf cart with a couple of girls sitting on the back seat drove past me. Just as they drove past one of them, with a big creepy grin, waved in my direction. Now this has happened before and usually I wave back, however, almost every time I DO wave back I usually look behind me to see some other person wave at them, and then I realize that they weren't waving at me at all, and then I just feel stupid. So this time rather then waving back, I looked back only to find that the road was completely empty. When I looked back at the golf cart the girl who had initially waved was now pointing and nodding her head. They then drove off and I continued walking, and thought nothing of it after that. Only a few minutes later in a different area of the camp ground I ran into the same golf cart, and no sooner did the girl see me, did she blatantly ask "whats your name?" I replied with, what else "Ben." She then as any normal person would do said a simple "Well hi, Ben" and I, as any UNnormal person would, replied with a very awkward "Hiiii". As I walked away feeling very awkward and a little embarrassed at my rather plain response I overheard her say to her friend on the golf cart "what am I suppose to say to him?". As you can well imagine, I felt a little weird as I continued my walk and... well... I won't lie, I felt a bit more self confident too, Believe it or not. Anyway as I continued my walk I, once more, to my delight and dismay ran into the same girl, this time on a bike. As she rode by she shouted "come swimming with us". I, being a very shy person, and being not so good at thinking of things to say in a hurry, said the first thing that came to mind "I can't... I have to be back... soon" which of course was a complete lie. As she rode away towards the lake she shouted "you're no fun". I then walked into my trailer and no sooner had I sat down did the words take effect "No fun? NO FUN?" I thought to myself, "I'll prove I am fun". I quickly grabbed my bathing suit and began my manly stride all the way the the lake. As soon as I reached the lake I heard a voice shout out my name as if it was being shouted by someone who had known me my whole life... or, someone who was waiting for me, and knew that even though I said I wasn't coming, I really was. As we swam in the semi freezing lake we talked about random pointless things that teenagers talk about such as music, clothes, Etc. Etc. Until eventually we came to the subject of why she initially waved in the first place, since, lets be honest, I'm not the most popular guy around, but am the most curious. She told me that her and her sister, since I guess as long as they had been there had been watching me while I take my walks and had been making up Where's Waldo type games about me... yeah... weird. Although I was not really used to being the object of peoples interest I was use to being the object of peoples amusement, so the awkwardness of having people watching me in strange ways faded sooner then I thought it would. After about an hour we got out of the lake and went to go rinse off in the showers, and, the funny thing about the showers here are, the mens and womens sides aren't separated by much, so you can hear everything going on, on the side of the opposite sex. Out of the many hundreds of men who have probably used this technique to find out if a girl liked them or not, What I heard was, "he has a really good taste in music and likes all the stuff I like, and he's never had a girlfriend because his parents move around to much". Now I'm sure many other things were said, but that was all I heard at any rate, and whither it was said in good or bad context, its nice to know people DO talk about me while I'm not (or at least they think I'm not) listening. After all that I was going to go back the my trailer, watch a movie and call it a day, until she asked me if I wanted to watch the fire works with her. I now had a choice to make, I could go watch the fireworks with this semi stalker whom I was beginning to think had a crush on me, or I could go watch Ghost Rider with my parents... it was really a no brainier if you think about it. So I changed out of my bathing suit and headed back to the lake where they were going to be setting off the fireworks. As we sat there she started asking me weirder and weirder questions such as, what type of girls do you like, when was your first kiss, and what is your ideal romantic situation. Naturally I couldn't answer all of them (I'll leave you to guess which), but it got even weirder when she told me HER most ideal romantic situation, and well, just listen. "My most ideal romantic situation would probably be something like sitting under a blanket with someone I liked, near a beach or a lake watching fireworks, or something like that". About 2 seconds after she said that I started looking around, and what I saw was none other then, a lake, fireworks, and somehow (which I will leave to your imagination) I ended up sitting under her blanket. I immediately began to wonder if I had just stumbled upon her most romantic situation without even trying, or if she was trying to hint at something. I sat there thinking about it for a few minutes unknowingly and unintentionally tuning out almost all of what she was saying. I thought about why I was all of a sudden the object of so much attention amongst women (there were a couple other minor instances across the campground such as double taking and staring), and then it dawned on me, IT'S GOT TO BE THE HAT. Let me explain, I never got any attention until recently except for one girl, and she just so happened to weigh 160 pounds and was a foulmouthed smoker, who was pretty much offensive to all 5 senses. It was only recently that everyone seemed to like the way I looked, and I thought about what have I done recently, what did I do to change my appearance, I BOUGHT A HAT. A hat that not only compliments my ears, but covers my unkept orange hair and casts a mysterious silhouette across my barren, often invisible brows. And to top it all off, it has TWO four leaf clovers on it. I realize now that this must be my lucky hat, and that I shall never take it off if I can help it in the presence of other people. So all this post is simply to say that, I have a cool hat, stalkers are people too, and I am worse at flirting then I was at saying the letter "R" when I was 6 years old. But all in all, Michigan is a pretty cool place, so much better then...................ARIZONA!!!



Thought of the Day: The real crappy things about Transformers that the dealers don't tell you is, AC is NOT standard.... pieces of crap I tell you.

Lil' Class Clown

It has become apparent to me recently that there is no originality left in this world, and, if for some reason you don't believe me, just check this out. *Ahem*

Lil' Boosie
Lil' Bow Wow
Lil' Flip
Lil' Jon & The Fast Side Boyz
Lil' Kim
Lil' Mama
Lil' Mo
Lil' O
Lil' Rob
Lil' Romeo
Lil' Scrappy
Lil' Troy
Lil' Wayne
Lil' Wyte
Lil' Zane
and more... yeah.


Thought of the Day: We've all heard of the TV show called where in the world is Carmen SanDeigo. Well here my idea, who in the hell stole David Duchovny's Emotions.

Another Post About The Fruits Of Boredum

Well for the last week or so we have been traveling (again) and as usual we don't have any fully accessible internet. In fact right now I am on my moms lap top, using my moms phone to get online, and if anyone here knows my mom, you would know just how hard it is to do what I am doing now. Often times using her things can be like one of those places where you have to file months in advance. Anyone who has ever lived outside of the family, and has tried to do something with someone inside it knows my frustration, but thats neither here nor there..... Now where was I... oh yes, we've been traveling all over the north areas, near the great lakes and all that (lake Michigan to be precise) which has been OK. We started out by spending the week at a park outside of Chicago while my parents went to a health fair (thats their thing..... and no, I don't get it either). After their health fair thingy was over we spent the day in Chicago, doing... things... and then went up to Michigan to do another fair thingy, which is where we currently are now. Now that all that is out of the way I can tell you what you all are REALLY interested in, what I'VE been doing. *ahem* I.... have been drawing.... on the computer.... You see, people often overlook all the joys you can have on just the paint program. Now I can't show you everything I've been doing because It would take too long and you might assume I am going through some kind internet withdraws like I was in Arizona, but I can show you these few things. Oh and.... If you laugh in some kind of mocking way, I'll strangle you and feed your bones to my pet.... rock.... *ahem* enjoy.
This is an idea I had for a T-shirt, I think it would be cool at any rate. The one below is also an idea for a T-shirt, that I also think would be cool.
Yeah its stupid but oh well. I try. Next we have an example of what you can do with nothing but the spray paint tool. I think this one is pretty cool myself.
Yeah, its sand. pretty cool huh. Anyway, I'm really not insane, just bored....
Oh and excuse the poor grammar and other mistakes, I rushed through the proof read. I need to clean up, or I'm screwed


Thought of the Day: Pete Wentz is gay... just wait....

Thinking wastes time, I'd reather be blogging

Guy: God?... listen up, cuz I've got something to say. recently I've been thinking about a lot of stuff. And some of it doesn't make much sense, namely you, because, I mean. All my life I've done the talking, but no one has really answered me back, and I thought that if I pretended you were answering me, that maybe you really would, but... well... you never did, at least thats what I thought. I would walk around looking at things like the trees and the sky, things that people glorify you for creating, but I would never see anything but... trees... and the sky. And I would think to myself that, maybe it was possible that we all were just a mistake, and all just by accident.
But then out of the blue, I noticed something, and I realized that there had to be something bigger, some ind of governing, creating force. Because well, there was no way what I saw could of been an accident. And at that moment I could hear... that I could always hear. And all those times when I lie awake in bed arguing with myself, that I was really arguing with you (you kinda sucked at those thought because I seemed to win). And as humbling as it is to admit... I know you must be real.


God: .............. shucks, what gave me away?

Guy: .......................................Fingers......................

God: ???............... Damn kid you are weird


Thought of the Day (reposted but revised): I woke up at 6:00!! today, I'm to tierd to think.

Sorry

To anyone who read the post entitled “Me Uncensored, read at risk”, To anyone I may have offended, to anyone who read the comment I put at the end of it, I’m sorry. I honestly don't have anything else to say other then that. To my friends who think I hate them, I don't, I wasn't even going to put that I dislike Teens on there at all to begin with. It was just going to be a stupid foolish post about things I like. At first I was going to name a bunch of bogus, completely absurd reasons why I don’t like Teens, but then I started thinking of everything and I just got angry. I really don't hate Teens, in fact it would be hard for me to actually find anyone I do hate. And to anyone who read the last comment, it was out of line, and I shouldn't of blamed everything on my brother, even if he did make me feel that way for a long time, I should of tried to forgive and forget. Anyway...... I guess all I can say is, Sorry, I didn't mean it, I was only angry. I’m gonna shut down for a while to think, (and by that I mean not blogging and not chatting) just for a while tho, I guess you’ll know when I’m done, because..... I’ll be blogging..... and chatting.

Do You Ever Wish

Do you ever wish you had 11 fingers?

Do you ever wish lights would react to sexiness, that way when a sexy person walked into a dark room everyone would know?

Do you ever wish lights would react to Kevin Bacon, that way when Kevin Bacon walked into a dark room everyone would know... and could run?

Do you ever wish you were someone else?

Do you ever wish someone else was you?

Do you ever wish you were the person that was being you in your body?.... well good, cuz ya are.

Do you ever wish Mimes could talk?... I do

Do you ever wish I would shut up? **** you

Do you ever wish we controlled the words, instead of them controlling us?

Do you ever wish that the fun things weren’t sins?

Do you ever wish the "View Blog" button would take you to a parallel universe where the "View Blog" button didn't take you to a parallel universe?

Do you ever wish your girlfriend was a freak like me? (god *rolls eyes*)

Do you ever wish C came before I!! except after E?

Do you ever wish "Ctrl" was "Alt", "Alt" was "Shift", "Shift" was "Up" and "Up was "Mongoose"?

Do you ever wish we had to say the word "kumquat" at least once a day?

Do you ever wish things wouldn't end so anticlimactically?


Thought of the Day: have you ever crapped you pants in front of a hot girl when thinking of the thought of crapped your pants in front of a hot girl?.... I haven't.....

P.S. I would just like to let everyone know that I did this post all by myself, with no help from anyone.... nope.... no one..... all by myself................. no help here......................

The Week And Me

Mondays make me sad, depressed, and lonely. Mondays make me wish Sunday could last 48 hours. I guess you could call it the Mondays. I just call it "ughh Monday".

Tuesdays make me anxious. They make me forget what day it is, then look at my watch to find out that it's only Tuesday and get all disappointed that the weekend is so far away. Tuesday almost seems like its making me wait longer for the weekend then Monday.

Wednesday make me feel nothing, no good, no bad, no ugly. It leaves me empty saying "I guess this is OK".

Thursday makes me feel like I kicked Tuesdays ass and am now hanging with its cooler older brother. Thursday make me say "tomorrows Friday, and the day after that is SATURDAY"

Friday makes me wanna jump down, turn around, touch the ground and praise the lord, backwards, with extra style in the "jump down" part. Friday makes me want to stay up till 4 in the morning just because I know I can with a good conscious. Friday makes me wanna eat 3 meals, turn off lights that don't need to be on (to set atmosphere) and toast the bread on my ham sandwich, just so I know Im not wasting the day.

Saturday makes me want to put on some shades, cross my arms, and smoothly move my head up and down to a killer song. Saturday makes me want to whisper in someone's ear "S--A--T-U-R D-A-Y HEY". Saturday makes me want to get up at 10 am and watch Jim Carry Movies on TNT for 6 hours. Saturday makes me want to pull out all the condiments and other nasty gooey things in the fridge and put them togeather in a single cup, to see if I get my little sister to eat/drink it.
Saturday makes me happy.

and last...

Sunday.

Sunday makes me sigh. Sunday makes me feel like I have cancer, and that I have one day left to enjoy myself before I die... Before Monday. Sunday makes me notice things I wouldn't notice on other days, things that... well a person with cancer would notice. Sunday makes me smile a regretless smile, close my eyes, and lie in bed waiting for the inevitable. Sunday is the day that makes me most think of the future, which is something I try to do as little as possible. Sunday is kind of like the exact opposite of Wednesday, it makes me fell every emotion you can get out of a day, be it good, bad, sad, happy, or something in between, it will be there. I guess Sunday, to me, is THE END.


Thought of the Day: Freezers are the only known portholes to hell, that's why they are so cold, it's to keep the demons away.