On what should have been the 8th night, we went to foxwoods cosino where I could do no right.
I had brought 200 dollars. I usually bring that much if I'm staying over.
First I played the slots for a little bit with my mom. we then had lunch at the hardock and our room was ready after that so we brought our stuff to the room. I went to the tables with my older bro Rob because he doesnt care for the slots. We went to the blackjack table. We had some very good dealers for me, as in they would tell me what cards I have and when it's my turn. Which a lot of dealers dont do. they were also fun and personable. However, they also took my money. I know it's all the luck of the draw but I lost 100 bucks in about an hour! I was playing 10 dollar hands. not like I was playing 25 dollar hands. So I was not doing well.Now, I did get a few good hits during the night, especially when this assian lady was standing behind me and telling me what I'm getting. I think she was my lucky lady. I put in 5 dollars and walked away with 71 from that machine. I also hit another machine for 50 dollars but that was really the only two good hits I got. My bro bought lunch so I bought dinner. We ate at a really good buffet. They had everything from freshly cut ham-turkey to a Chinese food station, an italian station, a huge salad bar and a few dessert stations and that is probably half of the stations. So I had salad and then chinese food then an ice cream sunday then a slice of apple pie and then something else that was fruity. Then it was back to the slots. My mom and I didnt get back to the room till 3;30 AM. that's actually early for us but my mom didnt get a nap during the day. They woke me up when they were leaving for breakfast. I'm not much of a morning-breakfast person. Then it was back to the slots where I lost the rest of my money except for 14 dollars.
The weekly football pool that I won, I had to split with 7 other people, so I only ended up with 165 dollars. No where near as much as I was hoping. However, I just replace the 185 that I lost with the 165 I won and I only owe my dad 20 dollars. so not bad for a day-night-morning worth of entertainment.
And I dont recall if I told you or not, the suicide league. I'm splitting the pot with two others and they guy who runs the league is going to send me a check for 260 dollars which is going towards my red sox tickets I'm going to buy on Saturday. That's another story that I am a little sad about because ... well it was a lottery and I won that but then they send you an email to let you know when you can come down to fenway park to purchase tickets. I got the 3pm time slot. My cousin's son Jalen got the 11;30 time slot but can only bring one person. I will give her a bunch of cash to buy us tickets. My mom said she will take me down at 3pm because she has nothing doing. I feel bad that she has to do that though but we may do that anyways.
My brother dropped me off at work for me to do my couple of hours then when I finished eating dinner, I opened my 8th night of presents. (even though it should have been the night before)
I got a pack of underwear. and yes, I really did ask for it. I thought that was all and my mom says "there is something else in there" so I put my hand back in the box and there was a CD in there. I was really excited. It was a cd I have been wanting for... forever. Before it was even a thought of production, I have hoped one day this artist would create this CD.
Bryan adam's "bare bones" it's a greatest hits of sort, but acoustic. and not just acoustic, but acoustic live. I love it!
So I didnt get something that I passed over buying myself and put it on my chanukah list only to not get it. I was sad but I wrote my twin an email, asking if he could dl the 4 new bon jovi songs and when I come over on sunday for the patriots bear's game, he could give it to me. He apologized. He was going to do it for mom but never did. He said that he will do it for me and if he doesnt have it by the time I get there, he'll do it during the half time. so... yay for more bon jovi songs! (because I dont have enough)
My Boston Red Sox signed Carl Crawford for 7 years at 142 millian. Even in baseball money, I dont think he's worth it. I hate to admit as well, they are turning into the yankees. if you cant beat them, buy them. I thought we had enough outfielders but he does give us an all star player at every position now and so we have a good chance to contend for the world series every year for the next 6 years as they have other players locked up for 4-6 years as well.
Sorry this was another long entry.
I will save your eyes the stress and not post my latest poem that I finished today. Maybe I'll post it hmm I dont know when but sometime. or maybe I'll just post it on my poetry diary that I have up called... poetry
take care and have a good day
EDIT EDIT EDIT
I just wrote a poem. (second in 24 hrs) and I need people to read how I am feeling at nearly 6AM without haven going to sleep
208. A dream
12-10-2010
Jonathan
Sitting here with a part time job and the future looking pretty gray
Knowing there are lots of people in worse situations, what can I say?
I see my friends soring to new heights
I wonder if I need a new career. Will I be alright?
I can’t drive a car
I can’t play a guitar
I can’t draw a house
I can’t rid of a mouse
I wouldn’t want to be a doctor
I wouldn’t be good at running a store
I wanted to be a lawyer, I couldn’t open that door
I am trying to be a counselor
But I just don’t know
There is a lot of barriers, it just blows
I went to school
I thought degrees were cool
I got 3 of them
They’re worth as much as a clear gem
I don’t type fast enough to be a typist
I never learn to be a pianoist
I don’t want to teach aerobics, I can’t twist
What can I do? What things can I put on my can do list?
My family members tell me not to worry
There will always be money
That’s great
So I should just sit here and waste?
I have dreams
I feel like I’m swimming up stream
I wish I could scream
But that wouldn’t grant my dream
Am I sad?
Am I mad?
Am I angry or depress?
Do I just give up and care less?
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