STANG, landon andrew

[landon andrew stang]

landon andrew stang

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` I DARE SAY THAT I'VE HEARD OF YOU BEFORE. REMIND ME AGAIN, WHAT'S THE NAME YOUR PARENTS GAVE YOU, ANY SIGNIFICANCE ?

- - - - - landon andrew stang. Pretty funky name, right? I have no idea why my parents picked it, but I don't mind it. I think my middle name had to do something with my grandfather. His name, or his middle name or something like that. I mean, really, it means something like 'from the long hill' I'm sure my parents just thought it was a nice name and decided I just had that landon face. Then of course my last name follows my father, Lucas Stang. I don't really have much to think about my name. Sometimes with my friends, I'm called the 'stanganator' which I do actually love to call myself a lot. At least I'm not named something ridiculous, like richard.

` REMIND ME AGAIN, WHEN WERE YOU BORN ? I CAN NEVER GET ENOUGH OF THE STORY SURROUNDING YOUR BIRTH.

- - - - - I was the result of a teenage pregnancy. Now we all hear the stories on how the couples never work out, the kid grows up to be all messed up and stuff. My parents were the exception (falling in love forever and all that jazz) in the little town of Hugo Colorado. Really, its a nothing town. Born on May 13th, which makes me at the current moment eighteen. End of my mom's senior year in the small town. I didn't spend much time in the nothing town. I mean, the closest town to there was, what, fifteen miles away? There was a bunch of farmers and ranchers around that area. My parents wern't interested in that, so they wanted to move out as soon as I was starting to walk. Before that, the house they lived in was as small and nothing as the town. I had my own room, but it was small. Not that I cared, since I was just a baby. My parents got out as soon as possible.

` YOU LOOK FAMILIAR, HAVE I SEEN YOU AROUND SCHOOL ?

- - - - - Oh jesus, mary, and joesph. School. I hate school. Actually, I like school, I just really hate the work that comes along with it. I do have to say that if I didn't go to school, I wouldn't have learned never to be social. Now me in my Junior year and such. I was actually held back because of a lot of drinking I did in the past year. So I'm suppose to be in my senior year. That doesn't surprise a lot of people, since I'm kind of known around the school to be the really stupid person wandering around. I have a hard time learning things, so I tend to have pretty awful grades. I pass alright (with a bunch of Cs), but it takes me a long time to do it. It makes me feel like a stupid dumbass, so I really don't like the work that school gives me. It doesn't help. I can't remember anything. I have hated school ever since first grade when I was struggling to read. I went here all my life. Yeah, I even went through the shooting, but I wasn't involved. I heard of the people, and did feel bad, but I didn't talk to them all that much.

` MAYBE IT WAS JUST AROUND. WHERE ARE YOU FROM ?

- - - - - Funny enough, my hometown was here, in California. We moved from my birthplace, Hugo Colorado, all the way to here. Something completely opposite. I do have to say that I love it here, but maybe thats just simply because I haven't really known anywhere else. This place has amazing weather and beaches. The illegal alliens get in the way every once in a while, but they are farther south, by the border. Theres also a lot of people everywhere you look in California. Especially here. I love hanging around with people, mostly. I know the town pretty well, which is a nice bonous. If a stranger came to town, the perfect person to go up and ask whats going on would so be me, because I'm truely that godly amazing.

` OKAY, BE HONEST HERE. WHICH ARE YOU IN TO MORE: GUYS OR DOLLS ? DON'T WORRY, MY LIPS ARE SEALED.

- - - - - Girls! Oooh, how I do love those girls! All the way, straight. Loud and proud to say it too. I liked on in perticular at one point in my life, but needless to say, I'm never going to be going through that again. So with the girls, I'll flirt, let them steal a kiss, whatever, but it probably wouldn't go farther then that. If I was wasted maybe its another story, but everyone's mind is warped when they are wasted. When I am solber, if they look good, I'll be sure to point it out to them. That may get me smacked, but the times it has worked, it's been worth it. For some reason, shy girls really attract my attention more then anything else. Maybe its watching them blush that makes me laugh softly to myself, knowing that I'm doing my job right. If they don't blush, how am I suppose to know if they are even paying attention? See, I can never win with these things.

` ALRIGHT, ON TO THE GOOD STUFF. WHAT DO YOU DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME ? ANY FAVORITE PASTIMES ?

- - - - - I like to workout for one. I know that may not be considered a hobby, but I do it and enjoy it. Since I don't do a bunch of sports, I have to keep up my strength. Also, the chicks really dig the muscles, so I might as well keep them up to impress. Another I'm not sure counts, but in my pasttime, I like to fight quite a bit. I like getting in fights on purpose a lot of the times. It just shows that I'm not always the weak one. If a guy is harassing a poor girl, I like introding to be the one and ultimate hero. It's like my job. I may do a lot of sports, but I do play baseball when the season comes along. My arm strength really comes in handy. All the other sports don't spark an interest for me. Heh, I also like cooking, as funny as that may sound. Just because I love food. Food is one of my number one loves in this world. After a while, my parents got tired of me eating everything they cooked for ten hours and me gulping it down in ten seconds. So they said 'you cook' so I kind had to learn how to. It's not all that bad. Also, would you consider Flirting as a hobby or past-time? No idea, but I do love to do it quite often. Its becoming second nature as I speak.

` TELL ME: WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE THINGS IN THE ENTIRE WORLD ? THINGS THAT JUST MAKE YOU WANT TO SMILE.

- - - - - Though I've been over this, I love girls. There are so many good looking ones out there, especially in this town. The hardest part is having to pick between them! For some reason, out of everything, I love the shy girls the most. Probably almsot like they provide a challenge for me. Then I love to Flirt with them, making them blush or brush me off. Flirting back just gets me going, you know? I probably won't go farther then that though. Sometimes I pretend that I do, but I totally don't. I love my looks because I'm extremely hot. And I know it. Thats probably why people call me cocky, but they know it's true. With that being said, I like, guy or guy, when someone compliments me. I look good, and I know it, but its always nice to know that other people see it too. Or that other people love my given talent to look good. Just shows that not everyone in the world is that blind or stupid. Though I guess can't talk about being stupid, as I'm called stupid all the time for Goofing off No one should be serious all the time. It really makes me sick. Come on, let out a laugh or two! Everyone understands if you have rough patches, but nothing can fix it up more then a million dollar smile. Of course, to goof off all the time, I love to be in charge When your at the top, there isn't anyone around to tell me what to do and cramp my style. When I'm in charge, I get to decide what goes on when and where. I get to decide when and how it's going to accomplished. Even if it's the stupidest thing, they have to do it, and it makes you kind of powerful! When in that power, I like to kinda show off I've got high talent and want to make sure that everyone knows that. How are you suppose to be noticed if you don't shout out and show your busting freaking moves? The ultimate show off is winning arguments or fist fights It boosts my ego whenever I win, and shows others not to mess with me. There isn't a bad thing in this deal. Also shows the ladies they got nothing to worry about when their hero is around. Who doesn't want a hero with Money, which another one of my likes. Thats right, I like a lot of things. To get those lots of things, you need money. Money is something I have a lot of, I'm not going to lie. One of the things I buy with a lot of money is drinks, as I like to go and Drink. So what if I am underaged? It probably helps I look older then eighteen, huh? Also like movies. Maybe not the chick flicks, as they really can be a bore sometimes, but anything else, pop it in! I dare you! Another thing, I love to take on dares. It shows I'm not afraid of anything and I would probably get some sort of price. I'll do pretty much anything. Go and hit on this girl, eat an entire jug of jelly beans? I'm there! Of course, I may do the jelly beans on my own. I love to eat just about anything. Food is good, food is yummy, and I'd literally die without it. Mmm, food. If you couldn't tell already, I love to curse... I guess I may not LOVE it as most people would say. I've been trying to slow down or stop, but let me tell you, it's shitten hard!

` AND SADLY, WE ALL KNOW THERE ARE THINGS WE JUST CAN'T STAND. WHAT ARE YOUR'S ?

- - - - - I don't have a lot of dislikes, but my dislikes I feel strongly about. For one, I love girls, but I really hate Relationships Yuck! I've been through one once, and it about killed me. It ripped me in half, chewed me up, spit me out and buried me. Why in the hell would I like to try something like that again? Are you insane? No one benifits from relationships. Just a plain and simple fact right there. Though I do like treat girls like human beings (that are hot) so I'm not fond of the Ditzy Bimbos. Where all they will do is laugh and laugh.... I mean, thats alright for some of the time, but when I actually start to talk to them and they say 'whats dat' in a sad little voice, I just get up and walk away right then and there. With everything that happened, I also really hate cheaters which usually comes in with the ditzy bimbos again. Stupid bitches. Along with bimbos, I've got a pretty high grudge against pervs. Or more of I just really hate being called one. I'm not one. It's not like I sleep with every girl I see. In fact, I don't sleep with any of them. I may have had a couple of one night stands, but I can count how many I've had on one hand. Thats not perv material. Those night stands were because I was drinking anyway... and no, I'm not an alcoholic. I hate it when I'm called an alcoholic So I drink a lot. Not like I get wasted every night! People always take things so seriously. Down with the seriousness! I hate serious rooms. Whenever I'm in one, I rather get out or make some random outburst to make sure it's not. Thats my job. To be the one that lightens the mood. To be that lighter, thoguh, I have to have my people. Being alone isn't something I'm good at. Screw all this 'me time'. I want people time! I must have people! I desire attention! Thats probably the only reason I go to school. I mean, I really don't like school because of all the work it requires. All the work with all the books I mean, I'm a dumbass, I understand. Reading books and doing work just makes me feel worst about myself. Why would I want to do a thing like that? Whats the point when there is probably a movie about it anyways. I also really don't like the teachers Their so pushy! 'Do this, do that, blah, blah, blah, oh and by the way here is an F. Now I'm going to send you on your way and hope that you fall off because you are just impossible to teach' Ugh. Back with the seriousness.

` ANY SHORT OR LONG TERM GOALS ? WHERE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF IN FIVE YEARS ? IN TEN ? HOW DO YOU PLAN TO GET THERE ?

- - - - - Goals? My main goal right now is to finish school. I don't even care about barely passing or going to college or anything like that. All I really care about is finishing the last two years I have. I've already extented my time by being held back, having to do Junior year twice. After that, I'll take up as a baretender. I'm not all focused on the future very much. I'm probably going to die of liver faliure by the time I'm 30, so it's all good. Until then, I plan on getting my own house, getting my own job, getting away from everyone. I don't ever plan on finding love again, ever. Or raise a family or anything. I learned that it only happens on rare occasions. Besides, once you had it once, you can't have it again, can you? Yeah, I'm not sure about that one. I just kind of plan on crossing that bridge when I get there... or something. Come across the bridge... oh, hell, I don't know how it goes. See, thinking about the future makes my head hurt and confuses me. So I don't think about it much.

` WHAT MAKES YOU QUAKE IN YOUR BOOTS ? IF YOU HAD TO PICK ONE THING THAT HAS SCARED YOU THE MOST, WHAT WOULD IT BE ?

- - - - - It's a bit of a secret, I guess, as I really don't like letting people know in what I really do fear. I fear for falling in love again... there, I fucking said it, alright?! Excuse my language, but thats how I feel about it. It sounds like the stupidest thing, I know, I know, but I do. I mean, when I was growing up, I was always told about my parents story, and how everything worked out. They loved each other even with the pregnancy, and they didn't have any problems. Then my chance comes along, and it is just squashed. I dont' know if I'll ever get another chance. If I do, I don't know if I could ever get the other girl out of my mind. I don't think I ever could. So I'm afraid to do it again. Thats the reason I don't date. Everyone kind of has the impression that it's because I think I'm too good for anyone here, and thats how I put it off. But I'm mostly afraid. Another fear I have is death. There are some who said they aren't afraid of death, and I personally think that is complete bull. Every little person in them is afraid of doing that. To never come in this life again, just thinking about it. I know a lot of people. For them never to see me again is apart of the unthinkable. I almost died once, but I kept myself alive for that reason exactally. I'm afraid of death.

` IS THERE A SIGNIFICANT OTHER IN YOUR LIFE ? HOW DO YOU DO WITH RELATIONSHIPS ?

- - - - - Wow, you actually had to ask. I'm single and plan to stay that way for just about as long as I live. It's because of the past. Okay, lets see if I can do this... I've always looked good, always kind of knew how to treat girls, so I had a lot of them on my trail. However, there was only one I was interested in. I asked her out one day, and we hit off pretty damn well. So we started to call each other as a couple. We dated all the way from my freshman and sophomore year. It was only the beginning of my Junior year (the first time) I started to notice things. She was starting to get a little more distant. Almost like she was afraid to tell me something. More then once, she would grab my hand and say that we needed to talk. My excited smile would fade, but I would take a seriousness, hoping that everything was alright with her. Hoping she wasn't going to tell me that she was pregnant or something. But she never told me anything of that importance. After a while, I just kind of figured that she did that all the time. What I realized too late was she was trying to break up with me, but couldn't do it. So she went behind my back. I found her, wanting to propose, actually, as silly as that sounds. I was so focused on the story of my parents happily ever after that I was determined. I went to her place without a call, found her necking with some dorkis face. I was furious, I was hurt. I started drinking heavily, drugs, all that. My parents finally gave me a good slap on the face when I was held back from all the absences I was in. So I'm not all that depressed and stuff, but theres no way I'm risking that again. It would be the death of me.

` NOW, YOU KNOW THAT I ADORE YOU, BUT LET'S TALK ABOUT SOME OTHER PEOPLE FOR A BIT. A LITTLE BIRD TOLD ME THAT YOU HAVE SOME PRETTY EXTRAVAGANT PARENTS, TELL ME ABOUT THEM.

- - - - - Okay, I have my mom, Kylee Stang use to be Frazier. She's a fashion designer, only 36 years old, since she had me when she was eighteen. She was the one that everyone wanted, kind like I had been, but she, like me, was only interested in my father, Lucas. Lucas Stang, age 34, grew up to be a skateboard designer. So both designers and still love and care for each other. I hear all the time people having their family problems, but I'm so glad that mine are fine. They had the perfect life. They got married straight out of high school (once my father graduated). Before they got married, they had the baby, and they did struggle, but everything turned out. Got an education, degree, and everyone knew it was the perfect TV like love story. Thats probably where I went wrong.

` DANG. ANY OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE IN YOUR FAMILY ? DID YOUR PARENTS HAVE ANY OTHER CHILDREN ?

- - - - - Um... I can't say that I actually have any siblings. Once my parents got married, my mom went to college while my dad watched me, then when she graduated, she watched me while he took college. It was a luck out deal, but they were so busy that they never really had another kid. I mean, maybe later they could have thought about it, but I guess they figured I was enough for them to handle.

` HOW ABOUT PETS, HAVE ANY OF THOSE ?

- - - - - When I was younger, I actually had a cat. I hated that stupid cat. All he did was hiss and stratch me. I tried to run it over with one of those baby toys once, but I wasn't successful. Then I got yelled at. So we didn't get along very well. His name was Tiger, and he was a calico. It was one of the dumbest things I had ever seen. Whenever my parents were out of the room, thats when he would do all kinds of things, so when I was yelling at it, they would yell at me for yelling at a cat who did nothing. He would sit licking his paw. Sometimes, I swear under those green eyes he was smiling. I can see why people thought they were witch demons at one point in time. Though even that pain in the ass cat couldn't live forever. This time it was my turn to pick the next pet. We went to the animal shelter and at once I walked in and was greeted by a pure black German Shepard. It was the coolest thing ever! The thing I think I liked most about it was that while all the puppies were at the cage, excited to see me and stuff, the one in the corner was just like 'oh whatever dude. just pick someone and get the hell out of my way' I liked him. We became best friends at once, me naming him Arco. He's now five years old and still lives in my house. He's quite the babe magnet.

` OKAY, YOU HAVE TO HAVE KNOWN THAT WE WERE GOING TO ASK. WHAT'S YOUR BEST KEPT SECRET ? I WON'T TELL !

- - - - - Okay... I mentioned it before, but here it goes... Everyone thinks I think I'm too good for anyone to date, but the truth is I don't want my heart broken again

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oh hai there, CARSON HIGH ! my name is Emilyness

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OUTFIT!

NOTHING COMPARES TO
a quiet evening alone

People watching was very interesting. As there was some people that she couldn't believe. Sluts to be specific. Emily looked down on sluts like Hilter looked down on Jews. Maybe it wouldn't have been as intense as he was, but the point was taken. A small part of it was jealousy, but the rest of it was discust for what they did. Emily was especially sensitive to the topic of sex after the night of the party. Now it wasn't all that bad and she could actually go around and talk to people now. Probably helped that Ian had been gone for a while. Her out-look on sluts was they basically ruined just about everything. It was probably a trail down to the biggest slut in her old school being a complete and utterly stupid bitch. Emily wouldn't be surprised if she visted her old school and found her knocked up at graduation (or held back... but still knocked up)

But interestingly enough her mind started to zone out as she watched the people walking by. As if they were now all bundling together in one category, and she was just wondering. Debating. Who knew what Lily was going to say after this. Not that Emily perticularly cared what Lily really thought about her and Erik's relationship, since it was none of her buisness, but Emily didn't want a lost friend. Though she supposed if Lily was going to be pissed after that, she might not want to be friends with her. Getting away from Erik was going to be a hard thing to do, as Emily was sure she had loved him, or close to. You couldn't just cut that off with a pair of sissors. It was something that was probably going to be following her for a while. But at least she had the freedom to do so. To actually get out and try to distract herself.

She saw from across the club, someone was looking at her. A guy with dark eyes and dark eyes. Kind of looked like he was missing a greencard. Emily looked away at once. Creeper. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. She was now about to debate to leave here, but then something else changed her mind. It was someone he knew from the school and who she didn't see approach, as she was busy noticing the other guy. The person asked if it was Emily, her sweet light voice filling the empty air around her. It was none other then Melody. Otherwise known as Emily’s best friend’s girlfriend. Yeah, at first that sentence creeped her out a little, especially since she grew up with her dad, who was a total homophobe. But she learned to get use to it. She out of all people knew that someone couldn’t help who they fell in love with. In her younger years, she had indeed liked Ian. Dated him for a whole week, even if it was Junior High dating.

Despite her sudden headache because of all the worries she had going through her head, she gave a wide white smile, "Hey Melody." She said, trailing off a little on the end, which she regretted, as it made her sound like she was in deep thought.. which she was. But she supposed thats not what Melody wanted to hear. So she shook her head at herself and said in a perkier voice, "How you been?" She asked, seeing to get rid of the first thought. It was probably never a good sign to say hi to someone like you were annoyed at their very presence. She had been told that many times, and ended up bitching them out. There was no way she was going to do that to her now.

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