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Account Restoration, Separation, and Other Things

First edit in over a year! :o

Account Restoration: Hopefully this is self-explanatory. :p

Separation: Hope this explains itself as well; am with teh lovely Haley Sue Rose (AKA OnyxRose), erm, Kirk now. <3>

Other Things: What other things? You mean like losing The Game? :o

What an Adventure: Four Days at My Girlfriend's House

Pardon my tartness and rudeness on this one, as I am jumping straight into it after this foreword. I'm also currently writing a post on theology and general religion, and so I'm typing this one as a quick filler about my days spent over there until I can get my other post typed up.


I got home at ~16.00 on Thursday. Unusual since we usually were just arriving in Middlebury by 16.00, much less dropping me off (about fifteen minutes early). My girlfriend texts me, asks me if I would spend the night. I said no on account on my having school the following day. An argument ensued, and I told her that I'd consider it. My father and I went to DQ across the street; a rare occurrence these days; between my father's looming divorce, my schoolwork, my daughter and girlfriend, and life in general, there wasn't much time to go out and eat, even if it is just across the street. Money is another issue altogether, although he had managed to obtain some offered to take me with, and I obliged. After eating and talking, we returned home and continued talking for several more minutes, before I eventually went to my room.

I considered my options, and figured that in order to avoid another argument and see my girlfriend and daughter, I might as well just go ahead and spend the night. However, I bring my computer this time, as I have been playing Need for Speed: Underground 2. Unfortunately, I forgot my modem and so was restricted to FB Mobile, MySpace Mobile, and Twitter Mobile. Not too bad. I have unlimited texting on my phone and I can text almost anyone that I chat with online anyhow. Her mother picked me up at around 23.45. If I may go off on a side note. Of course I can; it's my blog! She is 60? ..and she cannot sleep alone (which she has a dog and my daughter there) in the house that her husband designed and paid for and on the property that they have resided on for 20 years.. *sigh* ..anyways... I played NFSU2 on Thursday night until around 02.00. During this time we (my girlfriend and I) got into another argument, in which it got so bad that she told me to leave. During the course of the argument, she called three times initially, and I figured it was to scream at me. :p

Turns out her car wouldn't start because of low gas (this is true; if your car has less than a quarter to a half tank, it is much more difficult to start in cold weather, as some of the piping can freeze). I did not know this and blatantly ignored all three calls. I finally called her back, and we played phone tag for a bit before she admitted that she was walking home. We resumed the game of phone tag, during the course of which I learned that she had walked back to her car, had gotten it started, and was on her way home. When she got home, she refused to come inside because I was there, and so I went outside.

When I did, I walked up to her car, opened the door, and attempted to touch her, upon which she lashed out (probably rightfully so) and tried to close the car door, apparently without seeing my fat self in the way (not sure how you miss me, but, apparently, you can.. :p). She turns off her car, goes inside, and I walk off... in the snow, with the wind kicking up, all that. Not to be dramatic. Just to paint a better visual. I started walking down US 120 (it is "US" 120 and not SR 120, right? I think that it's actually SR 120... but, I digress. As usual. :p)

As per our regular fights... we get into an argument, I walk off, she comes after me, I keep walking, she gets mad again, I keep walking, she breaks down, I walk for a little while longer, and then let her catch me, and we walk home. That's fine when it's 70F outside. It's not when it's 0F. :P We walk back, get under the covers to warm my now mostly numb extremities, and make up and break up (Seriously.), and wind up making up/out, and then we talk for a little while longer, and then she goes up to bed.

Saturday, I slept in until around 10.45/11.45, got up, and was watching her (who would I watch.. if you have to ask yourself that question, then I am not answering it..) so that my girlfriend could sleep in. She slept until around 14.25, and then she got up, came downstairs, and laid down with me in the TV room and we watched TV for a while. We waited for her mother to get home, the baby to take her nap and then get up again, and then she took a shower.

After that, she cleaned the upstairs bathroom, and, while she did, I began to clean out her bedroom. She gave the baby a bath, and her mother put her up to bed as we left. We got into a slight argument over finding my glasses (technically my brother's glasses, but, details.. :p), since I can't see six inches in front of me without them. We find them, they're under the couch, she gets her arm stuck, I lift up the couch, her arm is OK. I grab my computer/controller, we leave.

We go to the Linway Cinema in Goshen, and wind up watching Country Strong. Great movie, BTW. Highly recommend it! A girl gets to punch Tim McGraw in the face and then make out with him. :p *jealous* Anyways. After the movie, during which we cuddled quite a bit, we decided to go to Applebees, and had fun there as well. :) Finally, we wind up on our way to my house, I get home, and, well.. you know.. :o)

After all of the situations are resolved, and I am sitting her typing this.. I must say.. I am quite happy.. I am relaxed, somewhat content (as much as I can be in my current situation), and.. I'm just writing this to.. IDK. Is there something better (besides sleep) - that's legal - that I should be doing this late? I didn't think so either.


Quick note: If any of these dates and/or times are mistaken... forgive me. I'm writing this at 03.00 right before I go to sleep. I may not remember them exactly as they were, especially since all of the days just kind of blended together.

Re: Setting Your Gay Daughter Straight

My response to the link. This is just plain.. bah.. you'll see..

"You complete and total disregard for your family's and other families feeling is just plain appalling. As a Libertarian, I support your right to say such things. On a moral level, however, you are a disgusting person, and I wish to never read another one of these articles. The only way I can ever believe that this was published was not to be serious, but to poke fun at the very idiots who write such disgusting propaganda. I have a daughter. If she grows up to be a lesbian, then so be it. She can choose to live that lifestyle and I will damn proud to stand behind her decision. The fact that you can even begin to be serious about such a thing is beyond my moral and mental comprehension. I dare you to come up to my daughter and try and force your propaganda and sexist fueled ideas down her throat. Really. I implore you. Try it. Try it with any of the people that you have outraged. The Ladie's Monthly? Ya', right. You're nothing but a choked up closet tomboy yourself, and you owe it to your fellow homosexuals everywhere to take down this article. I know it's your right to free speech, but, personally.. this just feels like you're abusing it. Anyways, I am done raging. This article just goes to show just how many idiots there are in this world."

PS: I spared you all quite a few details. For the sake of certain backlash, I kept most of what I could possibly contain regarding any moral/mental/religious/political motivations or opinions regarding this, but my mind can only hold back so much. Please, post a reply to this post on here, and give your opinion on what I said. Do you agree? Disagree? Am I an idiot? I want honest truth and feedback here.

Late Night Confessional

As I head off to bed tonight - bed, not necessarily sleep - I have noticed something peculiar, and quite unusual... I am heading off tonight... extremely and almost, if not, completely and totally content... and that is not something that I - nor, I assume many others - have been afforded the luxury of in a VERY long time.

Maybe it's that my GF and I finally worked out our argument and are getting back together. Maybe it's that I am seeing my mother again after a year and a half. Maybe it's that November is finally starting to feel like November - weather-wise, I mean. I don't know if it is one, some, any, or none of these.

However, there is one thing that I can take pride in knowing for sure: Now that I can finally start to be content with what I have, I have the ability to move forward with my life, which is something that I had been struggling with recently.

I don't know.. maybe I'm just rambling on and on over nothing. Or maybe not. In any case.. it is now 04:25, and despite the fact that I do not have to go to school in the morning, 10 hours of sleep over a four day period is definitely not good personal upkeep.

So, I shall now sign off here... and I leave you all with this...

Dear, You

You are the kids who never studied in school because you didn't need to, who made A's, B's, and C's because you were smart enough to coast through anything modern education had to throw at you. You conquered the system and you knew it. Why suck up to teachers when you're all going to be going to college or working soon anyway? Why focus on being popular when you won't see these people again after two or three years, right? Yeah, /b/, that's you. That's me, too. Life is good and easy, isn't it?



Well, it is, and that's the problem. To be satisfied with what is good is to never become what is great. You all know this.



Im talking to you as an individual. The kid sitting behind his computer screen right now, wasting his time on /b/ because it gives him a laugh, puts him in his comfort zone, and tells him that everything is going to be okay, that life is good and that he need not worry about following his dreams, whatever they may be, because he's got all he needs right here. The kid who is smarter and more motivated than all of his friends, but who hasn't yet stepped up to show them.



But he can change. It all begins with a decision, and all that decision takes is a little courage. /b/, you have it all but courage. It is the greatest virtue, because without it none of the other virtues can ever come to life. If a loving man does not have the courage to love, he will never love, and if a smart man never has the courage to reason, he will never do so. Whatever you are, /b/, the loving man, the smart man, the hateful man, the passionate man.. the aspiring musician, artist, politician, philosopher, supermodel.. all you need is courage, because you've already got everything else.



It takes strength to do these things, /b/, but the equation is simple, and the variables are there. All you need to do is utilize them. Emotional fitness, psychological strength.













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Obviously, directed towards /b/, but you get the point.

To my lovely Catherine...

"The sound of the rain at midnight, and the songs the storms create, are quite likely the most beautiful sights ever seen by man, and endowed by his Creator."-Dennis Dodd (10/26/1992 - )




This is a quote based on real life experience. If you don't understand it's full meaning, then it's obviously not for you.

Just Gotta' Let This Out

"All My Life", by K-Ci & JoJo, off of the 1997 'Love Always' album; track 11.




What a great song, eh..? I just find it a shame that up until recently, I haven't been able to come to terms with my past... yea', I know, it seems like I write a lot of these "inspirational" posts, but never hold up my end. This time around, though, I can't just simply not do that. It just doesn't work that way anymore. I can't make a mistake and have it forgiven that easily. I know that... I've ALWAYS known that... so why am I just NOW doing something about it..? I don't know...



Eh... maybe I'll post something better later... maybe not. All I know for now is that all I can really do is take it - Me define "it?" You define "it." - one step at a time, one day at a time, one hour at a time...



I mean, I got a soon-to-be family in less than four months, no job, emotional problems - Well, for now they're fine, but less than two years ago? Pfft... - and we're living on welfare and what the grace of God provides us with... so... IDK... I guess I can't complain too much. It's not like we've lost our house, had all our utilities shut off, and had to stay with others... oops.. too much information? Oh, well. What's the worst it can do? Hurt my non-existant credit-score? What won't these days? Now that I've succeeded in getting off topic for a couple minutes, I think it's time I wrap this thing up...









You know, normally, this is about the time I'm supposed to say something inspirational, or something like that, but... to be honest... I'm tired.



I think I'll go sleep for a while.

Lame

Here's a run down list of everything that I think is lame (not that any of you smokers care; in fact, if you are a smoker, go ahead and delete and block me now, because I am only going to get worse with these posts. In fact, I think I'll start off now by saying that if you're a smoker reading this, you are a low-life and shouldn't have Internet access so that you can buy more cigarettes and that way you can die faster. Or gun works, too. Either way is suicide, but at least with a gun you're not costing our government billions of dollors each year on health care and uninsured idiots, and there's no risk of your bullet giving millions of people cancer Oh, but wait, I might be going to far with this and might get in trouble for it. Then again, I don't care. If you're a smoker, you don't care, so I don't care about you, either. On that note, we've officially agreed that upon the date that my girlfriend begins having her child, if you are smoking, you're not allowed to be around her or the child: AT ALL. You heard me. If you try and come near her, the child, or myself, I will ask the hospital to have you removed as your a health risk to both yourself and everyone around you. Hrm... I seemed to have digressed, so I had better get to the part where I list off the things I think are lame instead of just stating the truth.)



-Smokers (I was going to list off more, but I think the above paragaph pretty much covered it)

-Emo's

-Smokers

-Makeup (non-theatrical)

-Smokers

-People who act depressed for attention.

-Smokers

-Alcoholics

-Smokers

-Democrats

-Smokers

-People who will try and prevent me from spreading the truth. (This is includes people who try and tell me that since I'm Christian that I shouldn't be judgemental. Why should I perfect? There's people killing million of unborn children, people killing people, terrorism, smokers, alcoholics, smokers, and smokers, but yet I'm the Antichrist because I spread the truth about one of these evils? Ha. Bring it on.)

-Smokers

-If you haven't noticed, until you stop smoking, you really will get the worst of worst from me.



I think this is a pretty fair and unbiased list. If it's not, send me a message, PROVE TO ME, that there is a SINGLE health benefit in smoking, and I will never bash smokers again. However, until you can prove that something that when USED AS DIRECTED, KILLS people, I gotta' say... you're certainly going to have fun disproving someone who has three hundred years of history and a hundred years of medical history to back him up.



All the above things now have me so pissed, and my stomach so upset, that I probably will not be able to eat for the remainder of the day. So, hope you all enjoy yourselves if you fit into any of those things in the list. Don't feel too bad, I'm making a post later of things that are awesome, but I'll be sure to bash smokers in that post, too. Hope you look forward to it.



P.S.: If you haven't noticed, my mood is Disappointed... because if you fit into one of these categories, your are pathetic, and I am sorely disappointed in you. Get some help, and actually care about your well-being once and a while. Seriously.

Certificate of Baptism

Or... Baptism Certificate, as it states on mine! <3 The paper reads as follows:



Now when they heard this, they were pricked in their heart, and said unto Peer and to the rest of the apostles, Men and brethren, what shall we do? Then Peter said unto them, Repent, and be baptized, every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins, and ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost. (Acts 2:37-38)



Baptismal Certificate



This Certifies that

Dennis Dodd

In obedience to the command and in following the example of our Lord Jesus Christ was baptized in the name of Jesus Christ on the

28th day of September in the year 2008

at Harvest Ministries Church

Minister Lowell Hutsell



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On an unrelated note... I just got this today... it was the last certificate he signed before going into the hospital. I should have some photos of it on here soon.

O.K., so...

Basically, since everyone else is going off and actually doing something with their life, I decided to finally do something about mine. I'm done taking crap from people, and after last night, I'm going to straight out honest with everything from this point onward, which I should've done in the first place. Starting with church.



Don't get me wrong. I love church, but I don't think it's necessary. As all these preachers will tell you,"Jesus is, essentially, the church." Um.. duh. So, wouldn't it make sense then, that we, as sons and daughters of Abraham, know that? My point being, church isn't necessary. Sure it's a place where we can all come together and share a common view, but that's the same for school, work, and a lot of other places. If you really want to know my honest opinion: I could never go to church again, and I know I'd be better off than some of the people that have been sitting there for the last fourty years, though I'm not mentioning any names.



Also, on the subject of church: judgement. Do you really want to know a sure way to get blocked out of heaven? Start judging people. I know a lot of people who do this. In fact, pretty much everyone. So, I mean, it's kinda' hard not to, right? Wrong. Jesus never judged a single person. There were people he talked to that killed people for a living, and he didn't judge them. He might not have approved of what they were doing, but he didn't judge them in the slightest. Why can't we do that? I don't. In fact, you can call me a liar all day long, but if you want to know the truth, I don't judge, hate, or even dislike anyone. Since I've started going to church, I just simply don't want to. So, I don't.



Moving on before I bore you do death, I'm going to talk about being forced, because I mentioned just simply not judging. I've posted a whole rant about this before, so I'll make it short. You don't have to do anything. You choose to. If you want to know more about that principle, ask me, or, better yet, check the Bible, since certain members of the church feel it's necessary to hide behind it.



Which brings me to my next point, going slightly back to church. The Bible. The Bible is a book, just like any other book. People idolize the Bible. Why? Doesn't it say in that very same book that people are to idolize nothing else but God? By the way, I can't wait for people from churches to read this. I hope they spit out what they're drinking when they do. I will openly share my opinion, and if you don't like it, simple click the back button on your browser, and never read it again. If you'd like to act childish and take it a step further, go ahead and block me. I dare you. In fact, if you can't simply read someone elses opinion without getting all huffy puffy about it, I'll block you.



Next on the list is religious tolerance. This is a biggy for "religious people." Like a pastor has said before,"There are 'religious people,' and then there 'Christians.'" If you're a religious person, by all means, be one. If you're a Christian, be one. Don't be a religious person trying to act Christian. You're not, and you'll only wind up further behind than serial killers. Anyways, my point for this is: You need to accept other beliefs, and if you can't, get some help. Honestly, if you're that worried about another religion taking members from your church, then you need some work. I'm not saying I'm perfect, but there's many issues more important than whether or not I go to your church. Speaking of which, if you ever. Ever. Tell me that you can't be around because of who I am, or what I believe, or what I do, then, right then, you have just gone straight to Hell, because if there is nothing else Jesus wanted to do while he was on Earth, it was to make people respect each other, and actually be able to talk to each other without getting upset because of differing beliefs.



Now, for the very few people still reading. I have many more things to talk about, so, please, if you'd like to hear a little more, Subscribe to my blog. If you actually think you can handle a differing belief, come talk to me. In fact, call me, we'll go out for pizza. If you can learn to accept God, stop judging people, actually worry about something important once in a while, and possibly even use the common courtesy bestowed upon each of us when we were born, then God bless you, and please, share some of these views. For those of you who do, and you scare some people into not talking to you, then know that you're doing exactly what God wanted you to. Want to know why? They're scared. They know you're right, and they don't want to admit that, so they hide. So, be different, shout about it, call people, write e-mails. Be bold, don't be afraid to share your view about God. It's what He wants us to do. I know because He told me.



God bless us all,

Dennis Dodd

The Human Heart

We spend years growing up, learning how to be adults, learning how to fit into whatever it is our parents want, or our teachers preach.

Anyways, that's the purpose. What they all fail  to teach us, or prepare us for, is the the dangers of the heart,;how truly fragile it is, how much care it needs. And how to best recover when our worlds are rocked.

Unfortunately, there is probably nothing they can do. Sadly, most people just say,"I told you so," or,"You'll get better, it hurts for a time."

We go on afterwards thinking,"Oh my God, this pain, how can we possible live thorough this?!"

And then, we do. Somehow, we're still alive. And the pain? Does it fade? Not when we lie awake at night, thinking about what we've lost... then it comes back, hard and fast. But, when it does, it's easier to take, because somehow our hearts have healed. Sure, some hearts don't heal back to their original state, but, whether a heart is full of scar tissue, or the tears are barely visible.

The point is... they're whole. They withstand pain beyond anything our physical bodies can know, because, when it comes down to it, the physical bodes can never understand that pain. And, we learn, and grow.

Take care of your hearts... learn to watch our for them, even in the darkest of times; they protect us. And they give us our humanity.

Life

Life

Some people go through it

Innocent and cheerful,

They will never know my pain

Or agony, sadness, or sorrow

That I go through every second of every day



They will never know,

What it's like,

To have to go through each day

Wondering if they'll make it tyo the next.

Or have to question,

The love of those whom they hold so very close



They will never

Have to endure through

The suffering of losing a loved one,

Or then loss of a friend



They will never

Be able to comprehend

Anything I've been through



And while they act like they care

They really don't,

Because that's all it is,

It's one big act,

And I have the lead



They will never

Have to experience,

Heartbreak, being cheated, and always being lied to

Or even a little emotional turmoil



But in the end,

I know that,

It's a part of life,

And so I have to accept

Just accept it



Accept and try to move on

Hoping, and wishing, and praying,

Tommorrow will be better



But, of course,

It won't,

And I will suffer eternally



Why?

Because,

It's called life,

And we are all an active participant,

In this game



-Dennis Dodd (10/26/1992)

Best Friends, Friends, and Honorable Mentions

Of course, I wouldn't be where I am without my best friends:

Colton Reeves for the nine years of friendship -- Cheers mate!, Angelica, Joseph Warrender for always being on there when I needed you, Airy, for everything, Crystal for being there, Brittany Miller for kicking my ass when it needed it, Samie, for all the love, Michelle, for making my life worth living again, Cathy for everything that you've done, Mike, for all of the wonderful homosexual sex, and John for crying with me.



Honorable Mententions include: Melissa, the most amazing aunt I've ever known, David for putting up with me, and leading UIA through all of the hard times, both in KoC and KD, Matthew, for being my co-leader and my spiritual guidance for UIA, Bruce for being my first friend on Cyanide-x, Kevin for being a kick-ass friend, Adrienne for being there, Tyler for everything, John.... for being my friend... even after the backstabbing, my brother, Cris, for taking all of the bull, Yvonne for being the mother I never had, Anita for letting me run away to your house, Pastors Scott, Bill and Mark for praying and bowling with me, Pastors Patty and Lowell Hustell, as well as Pastor Chestor Boyd, for the guidance, and prayer. Hans.. memories there... but most of all I would like to thank my father, Cristian Hunter Dodd, for giving me my life, my support, and the source of all of my inspiration!

If you were a(n)...

If you were an angel, and you had it all: couldn't feel pain, couldn't bleed, heard the music in the sun rise, and helped people when in pain. And could even hear what people were thinking. But the question is: If you fell in love with a human so bad you wanted to feel her touch, wanted to make love to her, and you had a second chance to live.. but, you would have to give up all you had as an angel. Would you do that just for the girl you loved that bad? To be able to bleed and feel people's touch and pain? Really, think about it... this goes for girls, too, but it's mainly for guys to answer. That is, if they really love you. But the question is:

Would they do all that just to be with the one they love?

Memories

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. it can be anything you want - good or bad. when you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised about what people remember about you.

What happened?

That is my question: What happened? One day we're 1 year old, playing in the sandbox, the next, we're 14, and the next we're 50. So.. I'm trying to slow down, and figure some things out... it's just too bad that other people are to late... So what I'm saying is just sit down and think: Are you TRULY happy? I KNOW I'm not. Yes, I have the most beautiful girl in the world, who would do anything for me... but I'm not happy for myself. I've made far too many mistakes, and done FAR too many things... Like not supporting my girlfriend like I should've. So... I'm not asking her to forgive me... I'm asking myself what I'm going to do to change myself, not to necessarily better myself, but to change and not make the same mistakes again... because I know that if I do... I may never see her again.. and I couldn't live without her... She gives me my purpose. She gives me a reason to get up in the morning.... Why do you think I get up? To see her. Why do you think I can't go five seconds without thinking of her? Why do you think I go to school? To see her. Why do you think that I wish it was Monday on the weekends that I don't see her?... Just to see her... And she doesn't know how much she means to me... Yes, I've been an asshole to her, and yes, I don't deserve her... but I just think everyone else should stop and think, before thier life is over before it starts... otherwise you'll regret ever getting up in morning... trust me... I said this is one of my other blogs: Don't waste 14 years of your life like I did... And seriously, don't. Go, sit down, and seriously consider if you're truly happy, otherwise you're bound to make the same mistakes I did. ... "Why do we learn history? Why, because, quite simply: If we are to forget history, than it shall be bound to repeat itself... and we don't want another World War Two, now do we?"

"Sad" Rant

I've just gotta' say... I love all of my friends and family. I really do. Hopefully they love me, too. People think I'm crazy because I would die for my friends and family; how bout' you? Wouldn't you die for your mother, your father? If they were dying with cancer, wouldn't you want to take their place; let them live, let them grow and be 100. *Chuckles* NOW who's crazy?... Just think about it for a minute. Think about how "short" life really is. In the blink of an eye, it can pass you by. I'm 14; where did the years go?... Like everyone else, I also wish I could go back; change all of the things I did wrong. But no one is perfect. So, I accept the facts: I'm not very popular, people will always make fun of me, I'm poor, but at the same time rich. I will probably die at the age of 70 from a heart attack. I will never be a a millionaire. Simple facts, right? They can change a lifetime. Think about that, as you read this. What could you be doing? You could be outside, enjoying yourself. Now, you may be outside. Heck, you could be in your front lawn right now on your labtop! Get up, and go do something. Don't be like me. Don't waste 14 years of your life. You could be the most famous person in the world. But if you haven't done anything, no contributions to society, no donations, you are just like the penniless bums on corners. But, hey, what do I know?