Need something to punch.

JIM.JIM.JIM.JIM.

(Did I not mention HE is my brother?)

ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

JUST SHUT YOUR F-ING MOUTH BEFORE I PUNCH YOU SO HARD IN THE FACE YOUR COCKY OBNOXIOUS I KNOW IT ALL LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME B-TCH FACE IS PERMANENTLY DENTED.

ARGHHHHHH!#@&%#@&^#%

Sorry about that where was I? Oh, JIM. So Jim greets me this afternoon with ALMOST wonderful news. That cellphone I've been longing for since my previous one broke is here. WELL not the one I was longing for basically a 2001 rip-off my grandma uses this phone-phone. And sorry if I sound like a whining brat but HERES THE THING.

2005-I get my silver-no camera nothing cool phone. I love it I charge it I care for it and we're the best of friends. 

2007-at a christmas party a couch eats the phone and it's lost..

UNTIL 2008-February brings me back my phone!! 

BUT 2008-March crushes the 2-yr old phone and it's deemed useless.

3 months I've been begging people with pleas of "Can I borrow your phone?" Cause NO one in my f-ing family is bright enough to get me one. THAT is why Jim's news was exciting till he explained the phone. But, none the less..I was happy.

UNTIL. Jim is like I know you didn't want this phone (Hey, look he is semi-intelligent)  So what phone would you want. WAIT your texting was crazy. I told you to stop 4 months ago and you kept doing It.

-I didn't have my phone it was lost

-No it wasn't

-4 months ago? It was broken actually

-Kevin NO When I told you about your texting..

-That was a while ago

-Whenever I told you-

-Sorry I was confused

-DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULLSH*T

-OKAY?!?!?!

I really had made a try to cut out texting quite a bit, but he claims the bill read the same

(NOTE: During the 2yr period I had the phone NOT A SOUL told me the most minute detail about my plan so to me my texting wasn't outrageous until month 23 when I was told)

So, i continue my search for a phone. The Glyde. Pretty, flippy, and touchable. Jim tells me it's probably too expensive at 250. This is where I begin my fit of punches. This year I've been the best kid in this whole F-ing family besides Greg who graduated. I applied to my high school. GOT IT. (WHICH JIM DID NOT) WENT. Left my friends, towns, and freedom of EVERYTHING for this damn school. I've held a solid 93 avg at a school where the standards are twice as high as Public School. And Mr.Took 4 courses and failed 2 senior year feels the need to preach TO ME about things being to expensive. HE DIDN'T GO TO PUBLIC SCHOOL AND INSTEAD WENT OFF TO A 20,000 A YEAR HIGH SCHOOL. The son of a b*tch doesn't realize how much of a greedy prick he is!!!! 

I agree 250 is SLIGHTLY outrageous but, damn it I AM WORTH IT. So I find another phone and he's like yeah thats wayyy better. Like Kevin my phone is a work phone and- STOP STOP STOP Let me break down Jim's phone history for you.

-first phone -broke

-second phone -lost

-third phone -something

-fourth phone -kept till sold it for

-fifth phone -which 2 days ago went flying off the top of his car

So the phrase "The pot calling the kettle black" SPRUNG to mind readily. Like really Jim a WORK phone. YOU'VE HAD A JOB 5 DAYS. SO DO NOT TRY AND PULL THIS SH*T ON ME BUDDY. Then he brings up the texting again OH SHUT UP ALREADY. And as he walks upstairs hes like I say max 200 cause you lost your phone and broke it and your texting.

"BUT, YOU DID HAVE IT FOR A LONG TIME." YEAH JIM 2 YEARS LONGER THAN YOU HELD A PHONE.

I really want to punch him in the face sometimes. When he's older I'll send him this.

KCTW

P.S. told you i'd be back soon.

While I've been out.

I know I know it's been a while. About a week or so, and some hectic life's to blame. I promise posts are in the work. And another just came to me. Expect updates during the week or early morning/late night.

Oh god, imagine finals.

KCTW

Friday. Friday.

So, its 8:30.. on Friday. Yeah, and uh.. me? Oh I'm just uh.. hanging out. Bored.. out of my mind. 

After a slightly hellish week you'd think I'd appreciate some peace and quiet. But, no I was looking to see a good movie (with an expected but, not delivered trailer) instead I'm stuck at home waiting for the god damn Spring Fling to end. I'll probably throw up when I see the DOZENS of facebook albums. Stupid Public School.

On a sadder note I regretfully have to say my puppy dog, Trevor, is sick as a dog. 106 fever and a trip to the animal hospital confirmed our thoughts of illness. None of us enjoy this seeing as over the last 9 years we've never had anything like this luckily. I pray he pulls through this safely cause otherwise.. let's not go there. Ironic seeing as Abby's puppy arrives in a week or so. A golden doodle. Really what kind of awesome name is a Golden Doodle!?!?! A poodle and a golden retriever (like my dog) Seriously it's a golden ball of curls. 

I really don't know how I killed so much time doing nothing. Worrying tends to do that right? Well, heres to Trevor. May he live for A LOT longer cause pooh bear needs a companion. So, how are you bringing in the end of the week?

KCTW

50. Time for presents.

I didn't promise treats but, heres some anyway. A little tidbit of the story bouncing in my head. It's basically a cheap HP rip-off but, its not going anywhere till I tell it. 

This is my desk before anything. About 45 minutes after I began writing. You know how I love procrastinating. Aren't my glasses lovely?

The after photo?

Voila!   

                                                                       

The beautiful character chart of one Miss. Samantha Gray. If you actually have the power of capability to read that I applaud you cause I can barely read my own hand writing. I shall point out the finer things for you though.

Samantha Nicole Gray

Born November 5th 1992

Lives in Nadrien Connecticut

Family

Samantha Catherine-Sean Ryan (d. 1996)

                

Helen Kate | Jamie Clarence | Samantha Nicole

             Alyssa Kristen | Courtney Meghan

Theres a whole slew of stuff on each character. Including Freida Samantha Sr.'s aunt. Her name is taken from a real person and her relation to Sam is VERY similar to someone I know. I say no more. Until number 100.

KCTW

This is the hump?

So it's Wednesday, or as its affectionately called hump day. Well my hump day was uh well.. flat. J'explique.

Studyhall

Studyhall

Studyhall

Social Studies

Lunch

Studyhall

French

Religion

Math- notice a pattern?

Yes, I today received the loveliest gift ever. No, not money or my book finished. A TRIPLE studyhall. Cause Mr.Caso AND Mr.Flood were absent. SCOOOOOOOOORE. Besides the fact that I ran out of things to do it was pretty damn awesome. So tomorrow? Hopefully, A Science test back. (Class Avg. of 77 expected grade: 93.) Then oh, I think a Social Studies Quiz, maybe something here and there but, other than that nothing much.

One thing was odd about this 'flat' day though. It was brought to my attention several times that "You're in a bad mood today." When realistically I felt down right perky. What was so different? Sarcasm. I'm shocked people don't recognize this flavor of me yet. 

Hoping its all downhill from here.

KCTW

P.S. I think my next post is the 50th.. right?

Monday Monday.

Rain. Wind. Lack of Sleep. The ingredients for one woooonderful Monday, no? Let's break this down shall we?

My favorite phrase IN the ENTIRE world. "Kevin, wake up. It's Monday morning." TO ALL PARENTS. If you do not want your children to hate you/need therapy do NOT ever ever ever ever say this to them at 6:45. It's just not the greatness motivation in the world to go on. But, as I realized "Nothing can end until its begun." So I begrudgingly got out of bed, John mayer and z100 helped but, the rain and wind. Were NOT cool. Bus. Homeroom. English. Music. 

Science. We watched a 'short' video and added with the time it took to hook it up it killed the entire class period.. which I spent catching up on lost sleep.  Mr.Flood didn't notice. Social Studies. Lunch. 

Studyhall. I ACTUALLY FELL ASLEEP. For like maybe 25 minutes? Seriously I was woken up and I was like WAIT!! Was I really sleeping?? My drool all over my hand said 'yes' poor Joe. My intense breathing must've been horrible. But, it prepared me for..

Gym. 55 situps/1 minute and a single pullup. Rounded off with some t-ball. Overall the day was good, I also got to harass Steckmister who continues to think I actually care/listen to/take seriously what he says. Which, includes "Shut up." "You're so gay." and "Don't talk to this kid." With my wide range of sarcasm the boys was in little bits by dismissal. 

How did you survive Monday?

KCTW

P.S. I lost sleep cause I saw Iron Man @ 8:30 last night. Stay till after the credits. Trust me.

P.P.S. 50th post is the next one.. what to write about. OH, I have ideas.

Mom.

I was in the midst of writing a future post when it occurred to me that at 1 Am. Today is officially Mothers Day.

So "Giver of Life" "Finder of Socks" and "Kisser of boo-boos" Bonne Jour de Meres. Or for you Americans Happy Mother's (soon to be Dr.Mom.)

Your Loving Son,

KCTW

P.S. I got a haircut, that was my mommy's present. 

Miss "It's my party."

SO my darling sister Meghan decided today would be a wonderful day to have her 2-week overdue birthday party. Fine. With a jumping castle obstacle course. Fine. And 30 screaming 13 year old girls. Oh god..

So all was well. One girl Two girl Fourteen girl Fifteen girl Thirty girl Thirty-one girl. Yep. Thirty-one girls!! And this is from the previously SEVENTY FIVE kids list. SEVENTY FIVE. I can't name seventy-five people would want to invite for none-other than social reasons. So she cuts the list.. of boys. Fifty. She trims the excess forty. Eight decline. So thirty-one (plus my cousin) girls are and this party. Mother of god save my soul. Now this jumping castle obstacle course is in no way shape of form reminiscent of mine. This one this a small archway. Then a wall with slots to jump/fly through then a nice wall about 5ft high to ATTEMPT to go over. Finally some inflatable poles top it off designed to smack you in the face. All good right? WRONG.

These things are not designed for 30 people at a time. A) it's not big enough and B) that's just plain stupid, so the girls race instead. Well people have this tendency to get silly and play in the back meaning a pile up. Meaning and overflow. Meaning a halt. So EVERYONE gets off and the bus starts up again. Eventually to get around this we instated 'patrol' to let people know when the track was clear. That worked, until people stopped listening to the patrol. Eventually the 'princess' made an appearance and brought about order. THEN a coup of sorts was thrown and suddenly everyone was patrol and i mean 6 girls. YOU NEED TWO MAXIMUM. So I offered to take control cause thats the only way I'd get near this awesome thing. What do I get?

"No, Kevin you're so annoying." I had f-king had it up to here with that little brat so, I walked away to the basement and guess what reached my ears. "KEVIN KEVIN KEVIN." Those who were sick and  tired of children running rampant realized "Hey, maybe the older kid should help." But, Meghan to no avail refused. =] Then there was some cake and lots of gifts. I never go to go back on.

HMPHHH.

KCTW

P.S. I'm thinking the castle should make ANOTHER appearance. Meghan invited.. I'll think about it.

Blogs of a (rather bizarre) family

I have to say I realized the blogs I read complete a wacky family. Really I have mom, dad, and every lost cousin in the world. And I? I am the sarcastic teenager, which they love very much.

Eve-End Of Ten

The 'Mom' blog. I am in no way related to or in contact with Eve. Other than the fact that one day on yahoo! 360 (those were the days) I happened to see Eve's blog sitting in the bottom next to something in German and something in French. Guess which one I picked! 

I immediately came to love Eve and her way of blogging, it was about her daily life. From conversation with her son to analyzations of a bed. I know my own mother might relate cause she is a psychologist, and it occurs to me that Eve (if she wasn't home schooling) might make a good one. I've read her blog rather frequently ever since.. well whenever she was featured. I go there to hear a funny story or an old tale of 9 siblings run rampant. I always come back with most likely a smile or some insight. Ironically it took me many a month to put together she lived in Florida (Not Maine or California) and that she has 2 kids Landon and Ellie. I realize this sounds stalker-ish but, her blog had 500,000 hits so I'm not the only one. Many of us followed her here after the infamous Yahoo! 360 tragedy where Yahoo! just went INSANE for a bit. I actually told my mother about Eve after first explaining a blog to her..

Dad-I think this world is perfect

Most of you know who this is from his appearance on the Blogs of Note list. I found him there on my 2nd or 3rd day and I was hooked.

I call this a Dad blog cause its a whole new perspective for me on the aspect of parenting. It's like reading a book then watching through the antagonist's eyes. It was kind of odd reading this going "wow" its like Eve but, not at all. After many attempts I added ITTWIP to the bookmark bar and everytime I give 'Mom' a click 'Dad' gets one to. His insightful stories or recipes or posts about his kids Madison and Ava and their (seemingly) wonderful life. I think they live in California BUT I read something about going to Jones beach which, is 20 minutes from my house. So maybe it was the Long Islander in him reaching out to me. Again i'm getting kind of stalkerish and I'm sorry, if you're slightly creeped out. I just thought I should explain my choices in blog reads.

The Rest- Postsecret

If this needs an intro please get out from under the rock your currently living beneath. Post secret is the revealing of the deep dark depths of the souls. Not only of others, but of ourselves. Each one of us can sympathize with a secret. Whether It's a secret we hold personally or one we hold guiltly in fear. A secret can be found in us all. Postsecret is the home of the lost who yearn to be found and the scared finding help. Each and every person belongs there and no one should fear it. So for all my cooky 3rd and 4th cousins and great great aunt in-laws come on in and share.

So this is my family. Ma and Pop and cousins Bobby and Betty. We're all here ready for our bizarre photo. So say cheese and try not to laugh cause I bet the family photo'll look ridiculous.

It's a change of name.

The blog formerly known as: www.themomomonologue.blogpsot.com is now..

www.thereleaseoftheinnermonologue.blogspot.com

I know, i know rather obnoxious (like my brother =) but, its more fitting. So change the bookmark or risk the chance of getting carpal tunnel from typing that out.

KCTW

P.S. I look at that and I'm tempted to change it back.. oh decisions, decisions. Any thoughts?

Flyin' High

Just like Charlie Lindbergh.

Yep, the speech didn't crash and burn like Jene Fouck or Noel whatever. It was kind of like Charlies flight. It was finished but, in the end there were bumps, kinks, and screw-ups.

The "umms" and "uhhhs" made many appearances but on a scale of one to ten I'd give me an 8 or 9 cause it was 5 minutes long? I had nice visual aids. AND I made the class laugh.. twice!! Once when I described what happened to his competitors, and his Er.. affairs. Well, not the best laughs but you gotta take the good with the bad. Speaking of bad the other speeches.. were either 2 minutes or 3 minutes. So HA!!! I win.. the competition that's non-exisistent. Sure..

Wow, that was one of my better incoherent rants wasn't it?

KCTW

P.S. DID I FORGET TO WISH MEGHAN HAPPY BIRTHDAY???? (must check)

Gossip Guy

Girls are known for gossip. But, going to an all boys school taught me a few things:

1. Being a boy is awesome.
2. Boyish attitude is always acceptable.
3. Boys gossip.

There are 2 styles of gossip. Girl gossip and Boy gossip I'm gonna explain the differences and show you what is and isn't gossipapably acceptable. Yes, gossipapbly is a word.

Girl Gossip

-Behind the back: Girls enjoy the oh so common "Pass a note" and "Whisper at a Locker" techniques of gossip. Where they literally pass a note reading "Jenny is going out with Craig!!!" and then whisper it to the next girl while reapplying lip gloss

-Girls use sly timing and positioning strategies: They'll will (rather cleverly) whisper about poor Jenny right in front of her!! Why? Torture and Abuse.

-Lack of Confrontation: They will NEVER admit to gossiping. And if they do they'll never say who THEY heard it from.

Boy Gossip

-Up front: We use "Yell across room" and "Blunt annunciation" meaning we YELL the gossip through hallways, classrooms, locker and bath rooms with no qualms at all "HEY DUDE, Craig's going out with that chick Jenny" Even if the subject is IN THE ROOM.

-Whenever Wherever: We'll say it; in class, at the locker, on the bus, during passing, and anywhere we please cause well we don't give a damn who hears it actually the more the better

-CONFRONTATION: We will (when gossiped about) go right up to the 'bro' whos talking about you and go "Have you been f*^&ing telling people me and Jenny are going out?" And we will go "Yeah" followed by a reason like: She's hot, She's Ugly, She went out with..., Her brother is.. 

Guys will always back it up with reason AND their source.

Girls are catty. Boys are obvious. Girls are hurtful. Boys are blunt. Girls enjoy it. Boys love it too.

And people make the assumption that boys DONT gossip well we do and it travels twice as fast because of our audiences of dozens and anywhere anytime policies. 1700 boys at Chaminade start a rumor? You have 4 periods. better hope it doesn't come back to bite you.

KCTW

P.S. Locker room talk isn't gossip. It's "bullsh%t" it doesn't count.

39 hours to go.

It's Thursday. Well since this moment it is. I have nearly 39 hours left to 3 PM on Friday.. so close yet so far away.

KCTW

P.S. Am I abusing this scheduling function?

Joanna

..I'm behind you in the darkness. OH HI. That wasn't creepy or anything.. Sorry, Sweeny Todd songs.

So Jojo you're 15. One more person who's older than me. Age before beauty now applies. So we've had good times and this is your official Happy Birthday post. Only 365 days to the next one!!

Happy Birthday.

KCTW

Guillotine Dodged

Whew.

By the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin I avoided the ultimate of great english classes. You take one cup of outside reading test, add it to 1/2 cup of spelling and a pinch of grammar and beat in with a pound of speech and bake for 80 minutes at 350.

What do you get? The worst english class EVER. But, Mr. Caso forgot he only had 60 minutes and forgot to pound in the speech. So tomorrow I will (bore, sorry) talk about Charles Lindbergh. I actually got lucky cause the guy: Took off on his transatlantic voyage FROM MY TOWN. And he spent the night before 2 BLOCKS AWAY. So I picked the lucky number, but do I haaaaaave to cash it in?

Can I keep it in my back pocket and save it for a rainy day? No? Oh..SHOOT. Tomorrow?

Fine. I hope the guillotine blade is sharp.

KCTW

I'm facing the firing Squad right now

Yep, at this moment I shall be on the path to my imminent speech. I hope I survive and hopefully I don't faint. And if I do I will be sitting back here at my computer updating you on my fall.

Wish me luck.

KCTW

Wow, I feel stupid.

Anyone here that slightly annoying song pocketfull of sunshine? I gotta pocket gotta pocket fulla sunshine.. Well, I'm sitting here watching tv and Natashsa Beddingfield is singing it!! Wow, I felt stupid cause:

• A) Her sound is very distinct
• B) I've heard this song for like a month now
• C) I love her music, and I didn't know it..

So I feel tres stupide. But, at least now when I say ROAR this song is played to much, I know who I am yelling at.

Listen HERE

Start the Clock

So its Monday, this startling realization came to me at 12:00 last night. 111 hours to Friday at 3:00 Pm. Survivors ready? Go!

How will I survive well I've got a good solid foundation underneath me. Two 95's and a prospective 100 in the future is preparing me for.. A test, a speech, and a spelling quiz. All in one day, all in one class, on a Wednesday. Can we say 'gulp?' Plus a math quiz, social studies quiz (possibly) and some other quiz thats floating around in the back of my mind somewhere. I'm gonna need some support to survive this week.

My test=12 Angry Men (which I've seen the 2 movies and read nearly twice)

My speech=Charles Lindbergh

My Quiz(es)=Spelling, Math, and Social Studies

This all looks seemingly easy except.. the speech. I deplore public speaking I love to talk and love to perform but, something about having to stare out at my peers rambling about seemingly useless nonsense that they will never EVER care about. Seriously its just "AHHH!"  cause well I shake, a stutter, and I just flippppppppppp out. I have never been good at this.. well accept when it was like end of year fun everyone in the class is fun, cause well I just goof around. But, with 40 boys 20 of which I don't know and semi-fear so what to do what to do.. prepare, google, and realize I WILL NEVER EVER BE GOOD AT THIS. Oh well..

At least I have Gossip Girl to prep me for my downfall. So 3.. 2.. 1.. Start the Clock.

KCTW

This is a test.

Right now (noon) I'm at home but I'm about to leave to go to South Hampton for my cousin Billy's communion. I just want to test out this scheduling thing let's give it a go.

I'll set it for 3:30.

KCTW

Public School Adventure

So I spent a day in public school. I know very exciting. So what did I do? Not sure..

See the day started at 6:30 after maybe.. a few hours of sleep cause for some obscene reason I was too excited to sleep. All night I was going "Oh, C'mon I should NOT be this ridiculously exited about PUBLIC school for Christ's sake." But, really I was so excited by so many small simple things like:

• Jeans glorious jeans! I wore JEANS to school and a shirt WITHOUT buttons!! 
• Guess what!! NO TIE!! Nothing was attempting to slowly choke me!!
• I walked to school. No HORRIBLE bus or DISMAL bus ride or CROWDED seats I walked at my pace when I wanted to and ALONE. Not with 6,000 other people.
• The cafeteria.. had round tables. And girls.. And happy(ish) people.. And.. wow. Omg this was just so damn exciting it was OVERWHELMING.

People you don't know what this was like so I just kind of pity private school for life kids cause I can't imagine Ties, Prayers, Brothers, and Boringness for 10 months a year 12 years STRAIGHT. This is so gonna get a part two but, I need my sleep and an Intro is necessary unless anyone wants a novel length post.. no one?

KCTW

P.S. Catholic school looks sooooooooo depressing right now.

P.P.S. Did I just create a second blog by accident..