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Name: Stefon
Metro: Lubbock
Birthday: 9/17/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: Family, Friends, Music, Books, History, Soccer, Salvador Dali, Eddie Izzard, Queen, Stone Temple Pilots, Mars Volta, Atheism, Logic, Psychology, Anthropology, Theology, Penn and Teller's: Bullshit!, James Randi, Harvey Birdman, Science, Evolution, Movies, Anime, Cowboy Bebop, Ninja Scroll, Horror, Death, and others.
Expertise: Making you laugh. History. Arguing....and winning.
Occupation: Unemployed/Between Jobs
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  sseximexi87
AIM:  bohemianpilot
Member Since:
4/9/2005
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| In Europe. Everyone is asleep. I'm in a state of deep, emotional
thought. I have to say goodbye soon. Not to just Charles and Thomas,
but also to a select group of contemporaries that I hold dear to me.
These good friends that have rode into my life via whichever avenue
they found most convenient have molded me into what I guess "I am"
today. Right now. Will always be. How do you say goodbye to a part of
you? A piece of you? I don't speak of them in the sense of an arm or a
leg, but in such a way as to find them synonomous with a piece of my
soul...whatever the hell that may be.
I do have a confession to make...I get attached easily. Girlwise. Yes,
yes, I am lame. I get attached and I stay attached for a long while.
It's a character flaw I exhibit along with my myriad of other distinct
shortcomings. It's ridiculous because they (by they I mean the girls I
have had a sort of parasitical attachment to) [perhaps "parasitical"
brings with its presence an unpleasant connotation so we'll forget I
mentioned that] usually don't know because I am too much of a
coward/fool/buffoon/any synonyms of previous words to tell them how I
feel. I feel so unworthy to most girls that I grow to like. I'm very
picky but when I find someone I find that I get attached easier than
Ms. Gober's open-note tests. I don't know if that made sense.
I guess that brings me to another one of my innumerable shortcomings.
Shall I list them for you? I'm insecure of myself, I guess among other
things. I don't find myself attractive. I'm not confident especially
relationship or dating wise. I try to look for the good things in
other people but find myself in the antithetical situation when
it comes to myself. Instead of finding decent qualities about myself, I
scrutinize all my flaws. I guess one good quality I have is that I can
make you laugh every once and a while. Also, I'm pretty adept at
concealing my feelings...most of the time you won't know how I'm
feeling because I always try to put on an outward facade of a happy and
always cheerful guy even though I might be completely empty and utterly
vacuous underneath.
Back to this saying goodbye business. I don't want to say goodbye. So I
won't. There is a select group of peers I find most dear to me, and I
don't like this idea that as quickly and emphatically as they arrived
in my life, they will suddenly fade away or blow out or however that
one quote goes. I didn't become good friends with you to just drop you
about. Yes, I'm talking directly to you or ya'll now. I don't want any
of this single-serve friend Fight Club bullshit. (Please see above
movie for comprehension) Right now, my good friends, I don't want our
friendship to end. I know this isn't a goddamn movie with fairy tale
ending where everybody ends up happy, but if we are good friends right
now I don't want high school to be the end of that friendship. I don't
a ''high school friendship''. I want a long-lasting friendship, an
ever-lasting(fuck I don't know if there is a dash or not), not this
ephermal bullshit. I might be a hypocrite for letting other friends
slip away but I know how I feel right now about my closest friends. It
might not be the same, just talking via internet, phone, e-mail, and
what other mediums one may prefer. But I want to stay in contact. Some
of you may say, ''Move on Stefon, that's life. Get over it.'' Well that
shall bring me to another flaw of mine. I don't ''move on'' so easily.
I hang onto things. Cherish them. Relish them.
I know some of you will find other friends in your life's journey and
will forget about me completely. I'm alright with that. ''That's life''
I suppose. I put a lot of things in quotes because I find some of these
phrases rather inane and overly cliche. Just remember that I won't
forget you. I remember so many little things about my friends that they
would probably think I am a freak if I asked if they remembered these
small, minute details of our friendship. I don't forget things easily.
However, I try my best not to hold a grudge and I think in that aspect
of my life I have succeeded. I guess what I'm trying to say is I don't
want to be forgotten. And a great fear of mine is that I will be by
some of the people I care about most. If that be so, so be it. With
that said, I bid you a fond farewell and a pleasant day. And I shall
speak to you again.
''There is no greater sorrow than to recall in misery the time when we were happy.'' ~Dante
Word.
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| It has come to the attention of many people that I have two children. And, yes, of course, there is another one on the way.
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| I have talked to both Charles and Thomas in the past fews days. I miss those guys a lot. And I cannot wait till this summer when I go to Europe and see them. If you never met these guys, I'm sorry because you are missing out on two of the coolest Europeans I know.
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| Ahhh, what to complain about next...Oh yes...Chlamydia. If you have sex, you will get chlamydia. And die.
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| It has been a while since I have complained about anything so I guess I'll complain. I hate those stupid Truth commercials. There seems to have been a resurgence of them within the last few weeks. They are really irritating. First of all, people make their own decision to smoke and everyone knows the effects of smoking. One thing that we should get straight is that if we want to live in a "free" country, then you should have the right to put anything you want into your body as long as you do not harm anybody else. So if a person chooses to smoke, it is their choice and your insipid commercials about cow flatulence and walking a hospital bed down a street won't change that. We have become a country where we are always looking for somebody else to blame (tobacco executives) instead taking responsibility. Back to Truth. Ironically, this organization is called Truth yet it has really faulty information. I think it estimates about what? 50,000 deaths attributed to second-hand smoke? And that is considering that there is no scientific evidence that second-hand smoke is actually harmful. Way to go, guys!
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