Life Milestones ... more getting older
Posted: February 11, 2004, 4:06 pm
I've set the bar too high on these segments, so please just bear with this one. Life has its own personal milestones. I am realizing with great clarity what these mielstones are for me and what they mean.
I'll start this list, while not too entertaining, it is a list of dates, times and observations that marked me as one day closer to death. It also could explain my Irreverence and attitude on certain topics.
Age 7: There is no Santa Claus. What the Fuck!? Life goes on.
Age 8: At age 6 my dad said I could play poker with the kids in the backyard when I turned Eight. He had no recollection of this but I sure did. Penny ante heaven. Life is good.
Age 9: Looking forward to my 10th birthday. I'd be in double digets and all the new responsibilities that came with that.
Age 12: One more year until I was a teenager. Then the sex, drinking and driving would be right around the corner. Life is good. Right?
Age 13: Not a Goddamn thing changed from age 12. Nothing. Not a Goddamn thing. What the Fuck? Life is okay.
Age 14: Friends are getting pubic hair. I'm shiny and clean. Freinds are beginning to become baratones ... I'm still in the fucking Vienna Boy's Choir. Some guys are scoring with easy trailer park girls. A girl in my 8th grade class is fucking pregnant and I still have yet to masturbate. I rarely shower and have lenses in my glasses that were deigned by Hubble himself. Life is Fucked up and I have a feeling its only going to get worse.
Age 15: Still haven't caught on to this whole Personal Hygiene thing. I'm born in June so the entire mother fucking class is driving before I am. Great. Games of Spin the Bottle break up when I sit down. Esteem is becoming an issue and I become the 'Gross' class clown. Physical humor, grossouts, essentially killing my ability to ever get my dick wet.
Jerk off for the first time. It was amazing. What the hell was I waiting for? Does everybody know about this? Why did nobody mention this before. mom's not home, time to jerk off ... everyone's asleep; time to jerk it. Found dad's Playboy Stash, tug-o-rama. My cock looked like a handle bar grip this year. Life is the most exciting thing ever.
Age 16: Think my mom is catching on the the socks in the drawer that no longer bend. I am now driving my Dad's 77 Silverado with the 454. I'm showering now, got contacts and the years of being in athletics has suddenly paid off with my six-pack abs. I'm still a social retard with the ladies, but they are using words like 'hunk and handsome' to describe me. guyslike the fact I have a fast truck. Teachers like the fact that I've become popular but am not a pretentious dick. I become the witty guy, not the gross guy. Get first kiss ... no idea what I'm doing. Life has become an incredible whirlwind of possibilities.
Age 17: The corner is turned. The pubes are in a full Orange Bloom. People want to be seen with me but I'm still retarded in how to progress past 2nd base. See my first porn movie .. so that's how they do it! Realize my cock isn't 10 inches long and begin to worry. First the pubes, then the size .. when will this end!?
I get voted to the Homecoming Court. Finally get a blowjob (sweet God) and have some sex. I was three weeks from turning 18. genie's out of the bottle and all bets are off. I graduate with shitty grades but get a full ride to college for Theatre and Chorus. The merit Scholars are miffed. begin College immediately after graduation. Life is fucking immense.
Age 18-20: I'm a slut. You say yes and I'm on you. I love how this feels and like what it does to you. Discover I can do a trick with my curled lip and my enlarged tongue and become know through the Unniveristy as a pussy eating machine. AIDS is not anything to worry about yet (so I thought). Its a college fuckfest. Playboy playmates are my age now.
I can vote. have a great fraternity and become rush chairman. I recruit ethnic minorities and openly gay people. Chapter grows from 30 to 95 people and he have a cum GPA of 3.2. Fucking genius. I've gotten nobody pregnant and continue to sling wads of man meat mayo all over campus. I'm accepted to an Acting School in NYC and intend to leave college, burning bridges as I go. Life is becoming real .. holy shit, bills?!
There is just too much more to mention in this format. I have no idea how entertaining this diatribe is at this point. To summerize:
Late bloomer
Low Self Esteem Geek guy
Low Self Esteem Popular guy
Sperm may not be able to swim
Man of the people.
Jesus those were good days. Please share your thoughts on any of them and if you can empathize. If this is well received I'll continue this track with the downward slide that is my life now.
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I'll start this list, while not too entertaining, it is a list of dates, times and observations that marked me as one day closer to death. It also could explain my Irreverence and attitude on certain topics.
Age 7: There is no Santa Claus. What the Fuck!? Life goes on.
Age 8: At age 6 my dad said I could play poker with the kids in the backyard when I turned Eight. He had no recollection of this but I sure did. Penny ante heaven. Life is good.
Age 9: Looking forward to my 10th birthday. I'd be in double digets and all the new responsibilities that came with that.
Age 12: One more year until I was a teenager. Then the sex, drinking and driving would be right around the corner. Life is good. Right?
Age 13: Not a Goddamn thing changed from age 12. Nothing. Not a Goddamn thing. What the Fuck? Life is okay.
Age 14: Friends are getting pubic hair. I'm shiny and clean. Freinds are beginning to become baratones ... I'm still in the fucking Vienna Boy's Choir. Some guys are scoring with easy trailer park girls. A girl in my 8th grade class is fucking pregnant and I still have yet to masturbate. I rarely shower and have lenses in my glasses that were deigned by Hubble himself. Life is Fucked up and I have a feeling its only going to get worse.
Age 15: Still haven't caught on to this whole Personal Hygiene thing. I'm born in June so the entire mother fucking class is driving before I am. Great. Games of Spin the Bottle break up when I sit down. Esteem is becoming an issue and I become the 'Gross' class clown. Physical humor, grossouts, essentially killing my ability to ever get my dick wet.
Jerk off for the first time. It was amazing. What the hell was I waiting for? Does everybody know about this? Why did nobody mention this before. mom's not home, time to jerk off ... everyone's asleep; time to jerk it. Found dad's Playboy Stash, tug-o-rama. My cock looked like a handle bar grip this year. Life is the most exciting thing ever.
Age 16: Think my mom is catching on the the socks in the drawer that no longer bend. I am now driving my Dad's 77 Silverado with the 454. I'm showering now, got contacts and the years of being in athletics has suddenly paid off with my six-pack abs. I'm still a social retard with the ladies, but they are using words like 'hunk and handsome' to describe me. guyslike the fact I have a fast truck. Teachers like the fact that I've become popular but am not a pretentious dick. I become the witty guy, not the gross guy. Get first kiss ... no idea what I'm doing. Life has become an incredible whirlwind of possibilities.
Age 17: The corner is turned. The pubes are in a full Orange Bloom. People want to be seen with me but I'm still retarded in how to progress past 2nd base. See my first porn movie .. so that's how they do it! Realize my cock isn't 10 inches long and begin to worry. First the pubes, then the size .. when will this end!?
I get voted to the Homecoming Court. Finally get a blowjob (sweet God) and have some sex. I was three weeks from turning 18. genie's out of the bottle and all bets are off. I graduate with shitty grades but get a full ride to college for Theatre and Chorus. The merit Scholars are miffed. begin College immediately after graduation. Life is fucking immense.
Age 18-20: I'm a slut. You say yes and I'm on you. I love how this feels and like what it does to you. Discover I can do a trick with my curled lip and my enlarged tongue and become know through the Unniveristy as a pussy eating machine. AIDS is not anything to worry about yet (so I thought). Its a college fuckfest. Playboy playmates are my age now.
I can vote. have a great fraternity and become rush chairman. I recruit ethnic minorities and openly gay people. Chapter grows from 30 to 95 people and he have a cum GPA of 3.2. Fucking genius. I've gotten nobody pregnant and continue to sling wads of man meat mayo all over campus. I'm accepted to an Acting School in NYC and intend to leave college, burning bridges as I go. Life is becoming real .. holy shit, bills?!
There is just too much more to mention in this format. I have no idea how entertaining this diatribe is at this point. To summerize:
Late bloomer
Low Self Esteem Geek guy
Low Self Esteem Popular guy
Sperm may not be able to swim
Man of the people.
Jesus those were good days. Please share your thoughts on any of them and if you can empathize. If this is well received I'll continue this track with the downward slide that is my life now.
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