Hey, some may remember me, I don't expect most to. Geronimo (or Rich?), well was.
Before I go any further I want to say sorry for leaving. All the fault and blame is on me. It was later after I left I discovered I have (or had, I don't fully know how it works) 'inner demons', in other words I am (was?) my own worst enemy. It also didn't help that going down hill in life sent my usually strong will and courage astray.
No worries, some time after I left then discovered this I made new friends... and they actually cared about me. Between my new friends setting me straight, Frank Sintra (that dude inspires me!), installing new confidence, and conquering my 'need' for affection I taught my inner demons a lesson. I am the master of myself.
Some awesome moments since then. At my second prom I dominated the dance floor, then again at the final (glow in the dark) dance.
I was on the Badminton team, I lost because I was forced to be with a shitty partner that almost had us disqualified for being late for the tournament (I was PISSED) but the others were cool to me, in fact they were the new friends I refered to. I was awarded the Speical Effort award for my special effort in Badminton and the athletic council. I've been invited by my friends to go to Viagra
Niagra Falls on the 16th for jet boats, haunted houses, and BBQ's! I have been 20 for 7 days.
On my 20th B-day the army called to give me a second try at the Canadian Forces aptitude test and minutes after there is a Griffon chopper was flying over my roof (f**kin awesome!). July 7th is the day and I've done months and months of studying!
Again, sorry for the past, I bet I hurt at least one person and I don't like hurting people... unless they want to harm me. Like in the army, either you shoot them or they shoot you, but I know no one wanted that. I'd thought I'd return with Prometheus and new life to Aliens Colonial Marines bringing out the fan within once more. A few days ago I was going on and on with my friends about all the movies before AvP. One of them never even heard of Weaver... I wanted to cry.
P.S By Crazy I mean the enthusiastic defination...
