Today was a shit day. From 8:00AM until 5:30 PM i was loading thise huge crate with furniture and other household accesories with some workers, my cousins, and my dad. My and and mom were there just to tell us what stuff goes where. This is the crate in my driveway. If it was a foot longer, we’d have trouble wth the village: http://members.aol.com/greekstyle247/DSCN0354.jpg. This crate is 39 feet long, just to let you know. It wasn’t easy getting it in my driveway. This next pic is just to show you how full the crate was right before we were done. I didn’t take a picture of the crate when it was completely done, cause we had to cloes the doors or else a matress would fall out, cause it was so tight of a space. The people in the pic are my aunt TIna, the old guy is some worker, and the other guy is my cousin George (one of my aunt Tina’s sons) So this is a pic right before we added the patio chairs, the final dining room chair, and 3 matresses: http://members.aol.com/greekstyle247/DSCN0355.jpg. Now, exactly how much furniture did we put in this thing? My two garages were FULL of furniture, so ws my living room and dining room, about 55 boxes which we had to store in the garages and basement. When i mean that the garages were full, i mean that there was only a very tight path i could walk through to get outside, and only one garage could be opened. It was so tight, i had to squeeze through, and i’m not some fatass. Here’s a pic of the garages after the packing. well, you can see the one garage, but in the other, there is only a two dressers and a couch: http://members.aol.com/greekstyle247/DSCN0356.jpg. Ok, this next pic is to show you how many cars were at my house from all these workers. In front of the black Passat way in the depth is my dad’s car, and on the other side of the road is another big white truck (which you will see in the next pic), plus, in my cousin’s driveway, which is the white house on the left of the truck in the next pic are two more cars that belong to workers. Oh yeah, also in this pic you see some of my house, the front view: http://members.aol.com/greekstyle247/DSCN0357.jpg. This next pic shows my cousin’s house and that other truck i was talking about before, and it also is a rear view of my shitbox beater, the 190E. notice the greek flag sticker enxt to the license plate: http://members.aol.com/greekstyle247/DSCN0358.jpg. And now, we come to the grand finale of the pictures, a picture of me at the end of the day. Be warned, i am not shaven, i am disheveled, tierd, smelly, and dirty. This is not a glamour pose. I even added a semi snarl in there (i was in my cousin’s passat). You were warned: http://members.aol.com/greekstyle247/DSCN0362.jpg. And that ladies and gentlement, was my shitty day. Tomorrow is graduation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BTW, Lena, i was in the shower when you called, and didn’t see that i missed your call until now

On wednesday i said how i was surprised that me and Lena talked twice on the same day. Well, this tops it. Yesterday i talked with her on the phone twice, the first time was for a few mins, the second time was for 3 hours, even though it didn’t seem to last that long. Today, i talked to her again, through text messages and phone during my graduation rehersal. So i’ve had my daily dose of lena, but it can’t be bad to have some more Anyway, as she said on her xanga, i was a bit shy at first. well, not shy. I’m a listener. Anyway, i think she got me talking way too much. Bad Lena, bad.

These past few days i’ve been doing nothing but packaging furniture and wrapping it in bubble wrap. The huge 40ft crate came today so we are gonna put all the furniture, BBQs, etc in it tomorrow, and Monday it will be gone and shipped to Greece.

Since i’m in a “materialistic” mood, lemme say that Jacob got an M3 too. But i’m not pissed at Jacob. My friend is a stubborn dick who doesn’t deserve and M3. Jacob on the other hand, deserves it cause he’s a pimp……..and my lover. Jacob, you better come up here with your M3. We gotta do some tests on the seats, make sure the shocks are working all right, if you know what i mean lol. Now to explain my actions from the previous posts about my materialism. EVERYONE is entitled to being materialistic at some point. But you know something, you get over it after a day. Well, most people do. Me, i could care less that my friend got an M3, cause i love my beater, and it will always be the Hoonmobile, and i’ll be pimpin hard and still be the winner of R-Games, no matter what. I have been crowned MVP so many times, it’s ridiculous. It’s not the car you drive, it’s who you are and how you drive. I can race an M3 in my beater and still win, it’s just a matter of knowing how to drive (and being a sheister). So since i’m so materialistic, i’m gonna post a list of cars i want to get and how likely it is that i’ll get them.

Likely: Volkswagen Golf, Volkswagen GTI

Somewhat Likely: Volkswagen R32, Nissan Altima, Audi A4

Likely with a lot of sucking up: Nissan Murano, Mercedes C240/320, Volkswagen Passat W8, Audi S4, Audi S6 2.7T

Unlikely: Mercedes C32 AMG, BMW M3, Infinity FX45

Very Unlikely: Mercedes E55 AMG, Audi RS6 (fuck BMW M5)

Definately No: Mercedes SL55 AMG, BMW Z8, Any RENNtech Mercedes

Fuck You: Aston Martin DB7 GT, Ferari 575M, Mercedes SLR

BTW, holly, if you read this, but i had to go when you were in the shower. Had more packaging to do. Luv ya though!

LOL! watching Family Guy, and it’s the episode with the Special People’s Olympics. They’re bashing disabled people ever second, lol!

Anyway, today i was waken up by my cell. It was a breakfast invitation with the guys, so we went out to breakfast. Then we went to my friend’s house, shot some pool and watched Bad Boys. Anyway, came home, and went online. Bada bing, Lena was on! I was like, “God damn, what’s a fine piece of ass like her doing online at a time like this?” well, it wasn’t quite like that, but i was still surprised we were both online at the same time during the day instead of night. Well, we split after a while, i went to Premiere where me and some friends shot pool, played tavli, and drank frapé. Big P was there with his M3. He asked me if i wanted to take a ride in his car, and i was like “no way, you know about me and BMWs,” so we got into our usual heated debate about BMW vs Mercedes. His only excuse for the E55 being the best car ever was “wait till the M5 gets a V10 next year.” but that’s a stupid excuse cause it’s like comparing a 2003 with a 2004, and 2004 hasn’t come out yet. Anyway, i can always counter him by saying that the future of the E55 is either the V12 from the SL600 or the E65, which has been spawned by the upcoming CL65 AMG. Imagine, a 6.5L E class, god damn, life is good . God help me if i end up owning a BMW. 100 M3s aren’t worth a single 2004 E55 AMG. Hell, i’d take a C32 over an M3, just cause there’s the option of making it a sub-4 second car with a quick $6000 RENNtech upgrade, add $300 more to make it stick, and then i can always take it to Brabus to make it even faster. Speaking of RENNtech, they’re selling a C3.8 for only $44000, but it’s a 2001, and it’s a converted C320 with only 302hp. I’d rather get a new C32, add 6 grand to make it 400+hp, and pocket the 10 thousand dollars left over from maxing the C320. Oh yeah, Luxury Moters down in Downers Grove is selling 4 E55s, from 2000-2001. This 2000 is fully loaded, only 5k miles, and it’s selling for $49000!!! That’s cheaper than a new C32, but 0-60 is only 5.4 and RENNtech’s max upgrade is over $30000.

Anyway, I came back home later, helped out mom with some packaging, and then i come online, and lo and behold Lena is on again!!!!! I was like, “Sweet Jesus, I’ve had two opportunities today to tap that ass!” well, it wasn’t quite like that either, but still, i was pretty surprised we actually talked to each other twice today at different times. I’m gonna leave my PC on overnight to download Vice City (yeah, i know it’s been out for PC since march, but all the downloads i’ve found for it have been either GTA3 or some rip-off game. I found the real download today, so it’s gonna take all night, and part of tomorrow). Well, i’m off to get my sleep. Oh yeah, Lena, be expecting a package soon……..

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!! Am i the only person who is stuck with a shitty car around here?? Fucking bastards, all of them. I am officially the only person among my group of close friends who has a piece of shit car. Me and Big P were holding up the fort, with our beaters, now it’s only me. The fucker got a brand new BMW M3!!! AN M3!!!! Do you have any clue what an M3 is or what it means!!! Ffuck fuck fuck fuckity fucking cunt shit ass bitch jew cunt FUCK! God dammit, fuckers. Here’s a list of the cars my friends have and i’m stuck with the shitbox: Audi S4, Lexus IS300, Honda S2000, Jaguar X-Type, Chrysler 300M, Infiniti Q45. And what am i stuck with? a 1987 Mercedes 190E. What the fuck. All i know is as of June 12 (when i leave for greece) i will no longer have a car, cause my dad is giving it away for free to some mexican guy. How the fuck am i gonna top an M3. HOW THE FUCK…. The only thing as affordable as an M3 and better is an Aston Martin, and there’s no way i’m getting an Aston Martin. This is all gay. all fucking gay. Why do i get shafted. Now there’s no reason for me to race. It’s all over. I won’t be needed at all, even for R-games, no matter how crazy i drive. Fuck

Anyway, i was on the road all day today. I went early this morning to post bond for my licence. Fuckers took $95. then i went home to get my books so i could go to school and sell them back. My cousin was dropping off his baby, and told me to take his car since my car doesn’t fit the carseat. Anyway, we swap cars, and i take his 1999 Honda Accord V6. It’s got a pretty powerful V-tech. Mod it a bit, without adding ricer materials, and you got a decently fast car. Anyway, for the next 10 mins after he left, he kept calling me telling me all the shit that waws wrong with my car, which i already knew about (power steering doesn’t work, doors creak and weigh a ton, it’s small, rusted, need to floor gas pedal to make car move, back left window doesn’t work, funky smell from the engine, exhaust fumes seeping in from trunk, etc). Yeah, i sold my books back and got $34.00, from the original $400 price tag. then i came home, chilled for a bit, then went to the doctor to get my physical and fill out forms for college. After that, came home, hung out, my cousin’s wife came, we chilled, then she left, i went to the grocery store with my beater car, and saw my friend in his M3. Blood was boiling, but i survived, and now i’m here. God damn.

Happy Memorial Day. Shit. Tomorrow morning i gotta go to the Highland Park police department and post bond for my license before it gets sent out. Fuckin cop got me going 80 in a 55. Anyway, i know this one judge up in Lake County, so he’s gonna give me supervision without traffic school. all i gotta do is go to court and i’m set, nothing on my record. But still, i’ve gotten one more ticket before, that was over a year ago, in highland park. i’m never setting foot in that fucking town again. Anyway, i never go up there. All i was doing was picking something up from Lake Forest. Fucking Lake county, i hate it. Anyway, today i went out to dinner with the fam.

I finished downloading the leaked alpha of Doom 3 and played through all three levels. Let me just say this: that game scared the shit out of me. holy fucking shit. i shat my pants. the realism is so fucking amazing, and then you have the zombies, and the fucking hellknights, and the imps, and the guy being surgically altered on one of those diabolical satan circles with that satanic star, and the cantles everywhere. my god, i almost had a heart attack. Even though it is only the alpha, it has many bugs and shit, this game is so fucking realistic. Its more realistic than Halflife 2. Shit, it’s such a good game, i want to play it, but i know i’ll have a fucking nightmare if i do. mmmmmmmm, the sweet feeling of addiction mixed with resent and fear.

BTW, i’m watching training day. really good flick. i never got it on DVD, i dunno why, but i remember seeing it for the first time in the theatre and being like, (say this in a heachy japanese voice) “wow, i don’t believe!”

Oh yeah, i gotta go pick up my yearbook tomorrow at school, and sell my books back to those cheap bastards so i can get $15 back from a book that cost me $80.

I’m downloading music for me annual rap/hip hop mix. Unfortunately, there were no good dance songs out this year, but it’s all good, cause i got The Best of Trance 2002 all 4 CDs imported from Europe. The 80 hottest euro hits from 2002.

Holly, you are such an angel! *bows down to the transparent, unique, and complex jello puzzle!*

Prom 2003

I leave my last day of school (by that time, i had sobered up) and go home. I get my mom’s benzo, take it to the wash, get it vaccumed. Come back home, shower up, wash up, freshen up, and jump in my black tux, with black shirt, and white tie. fix my hair, and Bada Bing, total mafioso look. So i go to Pete and Vicky’s house to pick up prom date. we take pics, and then leave. My cousins found out from my dad about prom and the phone started to ring. They were telling me what to do, how to do it, and graphic details on road head. ANYWAY, we finally make it to the hotel, which was on Michigan Ave. We went up to the 16th floor, and entered prom. This girl’s school is small, with a graduating class of about 100 kids, so there were about 200 kids total at this prom. But the view was great. Chicago is such a beautiful city, and having Michicago Ave below, looking over the skyline, watching the city bloom with life before you was amazing. I love chicago. Anyway, prom date’s school is a private Catholic school, and they have this fucked up rule about how you can’t go to prom if you don’t have a date. Well, two of prom date’s friends didn’t have dates and they came (i don’t know how Amy didn’t have a date, she was really pretty and……more on Amy later.) The fuckin catholic molesters made them call their parents and leave after dinner. Dinner was all right, my waiter was Greek, so it was fun. Amy and i got to know each other better during dinner, cause we were sitting next to each other. Well, dinner ended, and the 70 year old sketchball DeeJay started cranking out tunes. He was doing some really bad transitions froim Hip-Hop to Alternative, to Disco, to Saturday Night Fever. Anyway, danced and shit with Samantha (prom date), blah blah blah. They closed down at 11, and we left. There was a party at Sylvia’s house, so wea headed up to Lake Forest. I felt really bad for Amy, so we call her up and tell her that we’re coming to pick her up. We arrive, she had changed out of her dress. Her little brothers were having a party (they’re in 8th grade) and this Freshman whore was there, so she was really pissed. Anyway, we drive up to the house in Bumblefuck, go in, find that people are there, so the party is on. Amy had a beer and some Kaluha before, so she was a bit buzzed, but not too much. I met all these cool people there. Actually, there were 10 girls and 5 guys. Believe it or not, there was NO ALCOHOL at the party. Samantha started acting really weird, like se was drunk. She was acting really stupid, like a total nerd. She reminded me of those girls who are total losers, go to a club, and start dancing really wildly to the music, and have this smile that stretches from NYC to LA on their face, and think they’re totally cool. Anyway, me, this 6′5″ kid named Chris, and a bunch of girls (Samantha, Amy, Ursula, Sylvia, Kat, and Rachel) sat at the table eating snacks and talking. We talked about everything for an hour. In that hour my date showed her true side, as a total fucking loser. I mean, she was becoming really annoying. Anyway, i go to the couch with Amy, and we start to talk. And it’s not just random talk, we were in a really serious conversation. We talked and agreed on things that i only thought i had thought about. These are the things that helped me comfort Lena a while ago. We pretty much analyzed the whole fucking human race, laws, society, and stuff. Anyway, we relly clicked there, until the black kid said, “Dawg, you just jealous cause you’s a fuckup in life and want to blame others for it.” Now that i think about it, our conversation was really philosophical, like the philosophy from Matrix Reloaded. Really deep shit. Anyway, we talked on about lighter subjects afterwards, like how she likes Anime, penguins, Hazing at Glenbrook North, and how her pants were really unconfortable. Anyway, to make a long story really short, Samantha tells me that she loves me, and then tells everyone she’s gonna marry me. I tell her that she was fucking crazy, and she should stop pretending that she was drunk cause she hadn’t drank any alcohol. She starts laughing uncontrollably, which is the point where i start to think that she has serious mental problems. The party began to break up at about 4AM. Samantha was passed out on the couch, and i drove Amy to her house. She asks me to go in so we can have a quick 5 min chat about the night. TUrns out we start making out in her room, but she smiles at me, pulls some Bacardi 0^3 from below her bed, and we start drinking. We got pretty drunk then, and it ended up me sleeping with Amy, and at about 6 we woke up, and wait, this hasn’t happened before, but when i woke up, she was in my arms and we were cuddled up. Anyway, i got home at around 6:30 AM. I slept till 2, and then talked to Amy. We decided to just be friends, cause i’m leaving for greece in two weeks, and after that it was college. But we had another philosophical talk, which wsa cool. The only other person that has ever made me feel this way is……….well, that’s gonna be my little secret And that, ladies and gentlemen, was Prom 2003. Won’t you join me in a few months for Badger Homecoming 2003?

P.S. New pic from right before i left home from prom. full image at http://members.aol.com/greekstyle247/preprom.jpg

It’s been a few days since my last post, cause i’ve been lazy and not much has been going on. To sum things up, this is my last week at school. Tomorrow is my last day. Anyway, during lunch last period, the senior staff of the school and security were in the lunchroom looking for a reported “suspect that is intoxicated on campus.” They haven’t found anyone yet, but still, it’s one awesome way to celebrate the end of your high-school career.

Tomorrow night is prom, and i honestly don’t want to go. I would rather be at the party my friends are throwing, so i can get drunk off my ass with them to celebrate the end of school. Fuck that, i’m gonna go to prom, leave the date at the after party and book to my friend’s house.

I’m gonna go see the Matrix again this weekend, just for the hell of it. I have 8 more hours of downloading left for Doom 3 Aplha (i started with 20 hours).

I leave you with my happy quote of the hour (imagine some Columbian drug lord saying this to you): You want the chainsaw, Gringo?

Some of you might remember my old logo. Well, here’s my new one. I know it isn’t much, just a few basic photoshop moves. I’m sorry that i’m not some graphics master. I just think it looks cool cause the lighting effect resembles the Adiddas sign, and Adiddas is pimp.

I saw Matrix Reloaded, and to be realistic, the hype made the movie overrated. It was a good movie, don’t get me wrong, but none of the sequels can ever be better than the first. They could’ve made the movie better by cutting out a lot of dialogue. There was way too much talking going on. Action wise it was fucking awesome, even though if you think about it, there were only 3 major action scenes in the entire movie. This movie also got way too philosophical at some points. I’m usually good with philosophy, but this philosophy combined all types of philosophy from all types of cultures into one, so at points i was trying to decipher what they were talking about and was failing miserably. I still can’t figure out the whole “choices” thing. I give this movie a B/B+. Overall, it’s a kickass movie. Oh yeah, i stayed through the whole credits to see the trailer for the next movie (for those who didn’t know, at the end of the credits is the trailer for Matrix Revolutions). It isn’t worth the wait, cause you don’t find out much more. The credits are really long. Think of your regular movie credits times two, cause they displayed all the names of the U.S. crew, and then they displayed all the names of the Australia crew that did the same things as the U.S. crew but in Australia. I can’t wait for the conclusion in November. Oh yeah, in June, Animatrix will be released, which is a bunch of short animated films on DVD that fill a lot of gaps between The Matrix and Reloaded and also explain a lot of the philosophies.

Tomorrow going to see Anger Management with prom date. It’s either that or Daddy Day Care. Last night i was at the G-Spot, and Lena, the girl you helped me get rid of called again. I’ll tell you about it on AIM. I’m dead tierd, so i’ve decided to stay home tonight. More on everything some other time.

Well, i am now free from my AP Environmental Science class. I took the AP test yesterday, and it kicked my ass in both the multiple choice and essay sections. I found out today that the AP people reported on their website that because so many kids signed up for the course this year, they were gonna make it very hard, so there is a 50% chance you’ll get a 4 or 5. Shit.

I just found out that i can use AIM on my cell phone.

In AP today, since we had nothing to do, and we had a sub, we had to watch this PBS video called “Why Sex?” it was really weird, talking all about the sexual behaviors, sexual evolution, and why we have sex. I tuned out for half the movie, and tuned in only for the funky bird mating dances, two rams headbutting and a third one coming out of nowhere and butting one of the rams in the ribs, and this really hot girl talk about the various mating positions and techniques that Bonobo apes used (they’re the closest relatives to humans, along with chimps). Bonobo’s are fucked up. They have sex for fun, but what’s messed up is that guys perform sexual acts on each other. Two such acts are rump-rubbing and penile-fencing. I think those are self explanatory.

I’d like to point out how my E55 AMG was ranked #1 in Road & Track against an RS6, M5, and Type-S R. Car and Driver rated it 3rd, one point behind the M5 because of weight. that’s such bullshit. Anyway, E55 is clearly faster and more luxurious than any of those. All of you Bavaria supporters who i’ve had arguments with about E55 and M5: there was a year where the underdog came in first. That year was 2003. Until the M5 gets a V10 next year, let the three pointed star shine! BTW, the new 5 series is ugly as fuck. If i was to rank these cars, i’d say: #1 E55 #2 RS6 #3 M5. The S-type should not even be on the list, cause it isn’t even close to being a fast luxury sedan. One day i will own an E55. Mark my words. And when i do, i’ll buy a yacht to go with it.

Talked to prom date on the phone yesterday. wow, i actually haven’t talked about prom on here. OK, here’s the deal. I thought my prom was the 10th, cause that’s what they were saying. on the 10th, i was in Madison, so i couldn’t have gone anyway. I find out that they moved the date to the 17th, and i got all pissed off cause the tickets were sold out. But wait, there is a ray of hope!!! My friend calls me up and she was telling me how her parents aren’t letting her go to prom with this one guy cause he’s a delinquent, and she doesn’t want to go with him cause he’s boring. So she has nobody to go with. Bada-bing! i say i’ll go with her, and plans are made. hers is on the 23rd, which is my last day of school. She goes to an all-girls school, by the way, so this is gonna be very interesting.

Two days ago (tuesday the 13th), i went to rent my tuxedo for graduation. My school is fucked up, cause we haev to have a white tuxedo coat, white shirt, black bowtie, black pants and black shoes. If you don’t follow this dress code, you don’t get to walk at graduation. I was flipping through the album, looking for a tux with my mom. There was this guy and girl there about my age doing the same. The lady who worked there was helping some other people. i dunno how, but i got into a conversation with the two, and i found out that the girl is also going to University of Wisconsin-Madison, so i was like “kick ass! i’ll know someone there!” Anyway, i saw this really pimp tuxedo. I mean, it was rel sharp, and it was designed by an italian, so that’s always good, cause Italy has the best styles. When paying, the lady told me i had real good taste, cause that was the newest tuxedo model out right now. I was like “thanks,” and then i saw the rental bill, and was like “god damn!” well, the whole thing ended up being $140. So yeah, my last day at school is May 23, and i graduate June 1, and then i leave for Greece on June 12.

My English essay was due today. I’ve known about it for about two weeks and didn’t even do it cause i haven’t read Heart of Darkness. I can’t read that book. it’s so fucking boring. Anyway, i told my teacher i’d have the essay done by the end of school today. This requires: Title page, FInal Draft, Rough Draft, Bibliography, Writing Center slip, Outline. I need a minimum of 14 quotes in my 4 page essay. I did all this in 80 minutes, without even reading the book. Don’t ask me how, but i did. It makes no sense, cause i talk about some crazy as shit in it. I bullshitted the whole thing. The grade will be known withing a week.

Anyway, i ripped that useless piece of plastic that covers my oil tank in Automotives, cause it was half off. So now my car shouldn’t sound so bad.

The comments to Lena’s last post might turn into a huge controversy between the marine and the greek guy.

GREEK POEM OF THE DAY: To mouni to mounareli, pefti mesa sto vareli, paei o poutsos na voithisi, kai epese trelogamisi.