John (Robert[s]) MacDonald

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December 2011

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November 2011

8 posts

A Conversation (Short Story Written by me)

John: Hey Llama butt


Joanna: Alpacas!


John: Even better!


John: Llama pocket edition!


Joanna: Couldn’t settle for less


John: I personally think pocket llama is a better name

How are you?

Joanna: Ugh
            Studying for the worst class


John: Oh?


Joanna: Feel like I’ve done nothing but its soooo time consuming
            How are you?


John: The origin of politics one?
         And I’m ok
         Getting a drunk
         Alone

Joanna: No!!!! Criminology lol

John: Lol ohh

Joanna: Oh no is everything ok?

John: Yeah I’m just waiting
          I’ve been rather pensive lately.

Much has happened in the last few weeks.

Joanna: Waiting?

John: For my friend to get off work… We’re supposed to be going to this house party

Joanna: Ooo fancy house warming?

John: I haven’t seen the house… So not sure if it’s fancy
         Ha ha
         But it’s a laid back event

Joanna: Oh
            Cool :)
            So you has a drink while you wait?

John: Yes yes… Probably have to catch up to the ones already there
          Plus I am of drunken descent… So I need more in me

Joanna: Heh what’s wrong johno

John: Well… That’s the thing… I feel good about things, about life right now. But I don’t know if I should.
          I’m depressing myself because I’m happy

Joanna: Oh man lmao
             I know that feeling all too well

John: Yeah
          And like… A lot has happened in the last couple of weeks which I still am still trying to make sense of

Joanna: Good things?

John: Well… And you’re ok, I’m not interrupting your studies?

Joanna: Nope! Just typing out my notes I previously wrote

John: Oh ok then! :)
         Well it all starts a few weeks ago
         It was a birthday party
         I went with a friend who said he was away and couldn’t make it. It was to be a surprise.
         *this is all build up*
         Anyway, one of my “date’s” best friends was there too. She remembered me even though we had only met once and like a year                  ago…

This surprised me because I don’t expect people to remember me at all… Not sure why.

Long story short we made out for the bulk of the night and I think my friend kind of resents me for it

Joanna: But you’re happy? So this can’t be the end.

John: Well we haven’t talked since but…
         Fast forward to last Saturday
         I was drinking with a friend… We hang out a lot these days cause we get along really

well and have been having many outings since we went to Montreal together.
         Anyway it was Saturday evening and everything. We went to a bar and this girl come up to me while my friend was in the                              washroom and sat down beside me and started talking to me.
         We hit it off well I suppose… And I… Kind of stayed over at her place

Joanna: Hehe

John: Yeah

Joanna: Ok and?
            Is that it? Happiness rooted from this?

John: We had brunch the next day and our parting was a little awkward
         And no not really… I was kind of emotionless for me
         Is that horrible?
         I feel I should have enjoyed myself more than I did…

Joanna: Uhhhhh I dunno! It really depends on lots of stuff always
            Was it fun at all?

John: Well I always enjoy pleasing the woman orally. That was enjoyable. But it was mostly mechanical
         And I haven’t spoken since the night in question… I mean to call… But I don’t even know if I want to…

But I think about it a lot
         I don’t know if I feel I should call because it’s my “duty” or I just don’t really care
         And I don’t think I care… Which bothers me

Joanna: I dunno. It’s all dependent on context
            Did she like you or…
            Was she looking for a hook up

John: I
         hmm
         Not sure
         haha
         I think she just found me attractive

Joanna: Then don’t worry haha

John: Ha ok! But I still do
         Ok so to continue
         The following Monday I went out with three of my friends
         Well two friends and one I just met through one of the others, the one I’m going to the party with.
         And… Again… Lots of making out happened between us. The new friend and I… This time I thoroughly enjoyed it… Well both times I just made out with some it was really fun
         And we have talked a bit since then… And she’s going to be at this house party I’m going to

Joanna: Exciting!
            I’m actually pretty amused hearing such a side from johno :)

John: ha ha oh?
         There’s much you don’t know ;)
         I gave some stories
         have*

Joanna: Hehe
             :)

John: So last night my friend -the one who I’m going to the party with- and I went to go see this band…

And she got pissed drunk and wanted to go home
         So we left before the band came on and I took her home
         I got her water and put a garbage can next to her bed just in case… Even tucked her in lol

Joanna: Oooo
            Cute

John: She got out of bed to catch me before I left. And somehow she managed to get her pants off (not sure why I mentioned this)
         And she kissed me before I went home

Joanna: D’aw

John: And I think that’s why I’m happy
         Which bothers me

Joanna: Whyyyyyyy
            You lav her

John: Yes

Joanna: Hehe :)

John: I truly do… In the largest sense of the word
         But it cannot be

Joanna: Why :(

John: She doesn’t want it to be
         Either because she doesn’t feel the same way or is afraid of something

I’m not totally sure

Joanna: She kissed you

John: It was more of a peck if I were to be specific, though on the lips. And… Well she *was* drunk
         I only want what she wants

Joanna: Of course.
            Try not to dwell on it
            Whatever happens…happens

John: I haven’t been
         I try to keep it out of my mind

Joanna: Alright good :)
            Awww johnoo

John: Heh
         But I am still smiling
         :)

Joanna: Hehe
            I’m smiling on your behalf
            Trust me lol
            You know, one time, I imagined a life with some sort of highly educated engineer

(which waterloo has a large selection of) and then I made the “haha I don’t care” face

John: Ha ha ha!
        That made me smile
         I’d rather be living in a hovel with some sort of writer who thinks she’s the incarnate of Jane Austin
         Personally
         I don’t know… Maybe I’m just not relationship material

Joanna: What makes you say that?
             I know I’m a bit crazy but I’m reasonable and when the right person comes around,

they can suffocate my disbelief in “love” and “marriage” and then I’ll be happy. Apparently – that’s how it works.

John: hmmm
         See I’m the one who believes in love and marriage and everything… But
         I dunno

Joanna: I’ll believe it when I see it 
            I know it’s possible it’s just scary as fuck, and I need to find the right

person to put my balls out on the line for and take a chance.

John: Yeah… I know…
         I’ve done it
         It ended in an abyss of nothingness

Joanna: I think I fell in “love” once. It was nice and horrible at the same time.

Although, it was also during a time where life was very messed up, which brought a whole lot of suckyness and awesomeness.
            I’m sorry it never worked out for you. It kind of worked out for me until I fell out of love haha.
            Oh well. The search continues

John: Ha ha

I do!
         Oh Jo. I tell you the silliest things
         You’re a good friend

Joanna: Its ok I tell you silly things!!!!
            You’re my go-to person for talking ha
            One of my new friends fancies me hehe
            That’s the extent of my silly things to say though

John: oh?
         ;)

Joanna: Yes
             hehe
             We’re playing 90′s music in our house and being sad we can’t go out :(

John: Awe

Joanna: It’s alright. Have fun tonight :)

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Seasons (a poem, by me)

The rain falls down this dreary night, Masking the tears of those who mourn

Pain and sadness are the only respite from this cult of apathy.

You once shone in my eyes, glittered like the stars, like the sun

Turned you into gold, my fools gold.

But the memories are faded and tarnished with time

Alone

Forgotten

The way that we walked together back then is lost

Lost in the wind

Lost in time
Goodbye to you
These eyes won’t look back
They have loved so passionately
Listen closely to hear the murmur

The love you sent me

Was just a bunch of poisoned flowers
The four seasons and your colours will soon disappear
The snow melts, on the street corner, the flowers bloom
You saw the hues softly dissolving

Dissolving away
~J.Roberts

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