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Heartbroken_Traverse
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Country: United States
Interests: Music. Not like turning on the radio and crap, but sitting down on a bench and making it. THATS music.
Expertise: Juggling. I'd call call myself expert-ish, after juggling flaming torches, sharp machetes, and other... stuff....
Occupation: I sell video games. I want to
Industry: Video games; N2 Games, corner
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
10/20/2005
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| It's still the little things that count. It always has been.
HEARTBROKEN Traverse.
By the way. Welcome to Nick @ Nite.... I know it's been a while, but here I am. I've grown up some. So much to type right now, but I dont have much time... I'll probably hit all you non existent readers out there up with a new update Thursday night/ Friday morning, but for now I've got some work I need to go finish.
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| So lets forget all the music stuff, and cut to the chase. Im tired, but Im still up, because I'm taking online classes. Maybe you'll get some actual life updates later. Whatever. | | |
| It's the little things that matter.... things like waking up early in the morning just to enjoy the calm quiet laziness of everything else still in slumber. Or on the opposite end of the spectrum, how one small insignificant thing can set you off. It takes so much to anger me to the point of me having to show it.... but like all things, there are ways.
About my hand earlier.... I was skating down Gwinnett Drive, (on the sidewalk of course) and at one of the places where the sidewalk goes down to allow for the car entrance to a parking lot, a little red sports car thought it would be cool to, instead of waiting for the guy on the skateboard to pass, to instead speed up and cut me off. I swerve to avoid running into a car, hit a pothole, land and slide on my hand and arm. I'm all healed up now, about 2 weeks later, but they're making some pretty scars.
I went to Florida May 25th, stayed until May 29th. Not like recreational Florida.... I mean way out with my relatives in country- Florida. Went Kayaking/ Canoeing with my grandfather and Jorge. I was in the Kayak, Grumps and Jorge in a canoe.
Holy crap.... it's not night, and Nick is making an update. Something must be up!
A whole lot is.... turns out the ONE PERSON WHO I had been talking to, who I confided in and told almost everything.... didnt give much a f*ck about what I had to say. He, a 60 year old man, went behind my back and said that I was immature and had no clue what I wanted. Then it turned out that who told me that had just been lieing for their own personal gain. Online classes start Friday. At my Grandmother's behest, I'm now taking piano lessons every Tuesday. I still work every weekend, and theyre finally scheduling me in some hours at the store during the week. Marching band starts soon. Went to ren- fest on Sunday, got two new ocarinas. Away messages.... such a little thing, such profound insignificance... can actually mean so very much. They can have so much meaning. Enough to push me far enough. It's been a while since I've typed so much. Or since I had a background that wasnt black. Or since I asked someone to actually read as much as I felt the urge to type.... and they did, and had something to reply on each key issue. It's turning out to be such a dull summer, despite so much....... there are some things that will simply never be the same. I'm looking forward to a phone call in 1 year and 2 months. Exactly. I think it will be interesting. Yes, away message. I am jealous. Thank you, for stating it so elegantly. | | |
| Alright.....
so.......
I seriously just typed a LONG ASS ENTRY. After I clicked submit, it asked me to log in. So I'm like... alright.... cool.... type in my stuff. Then it redirects me to the "new post" thing, where I'm typing right now.... ENTIRELY BLANK. I'm pissed off. Not even recreating the "Nick @ Nite" link for this. Seriously though... I'd typed my plans for summer, how I tore my hand up, why I'm up, andall kinds of other stuff. The kind of stuff that, now, you'll apparently never get to read.
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| Welcome to Nick @ Nite. I've got homework to finish, so I'll make this quick. Watched Elfen Lied recently. Most depressing 13 episodes ever. They would have profited from creating a season two. Have some eye disease, but not pink eye, but my eye IS pink. Emails from narrow minded people suck. It's three forty. Gonna go finish my homework now.
~Traverse
PS.... didnt think "Oh, my eyes are totally red in that profile pic" till now. Well, when I say my eye is pink I dont mean because somebody flashed a camera in it. Entirely apart from the fact that all the eyes on my site right now are already red, my actual eye in real life is pink as well.
Also.... it was hard as crap getting that movie to autoplay. Seriously.
To Miss Melissa, who resides in New York. I have tried multiple times to access your account, and due to a hndicap in age I am unable to do so. Your site is rated as mature content thus rendering it unaccessible to anyone below the age of 18. I read your posts on my email, as they continue to be emailed to me, but cannot post comments, as this requires access to your site. Thank you. | | |
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