The Rahzgriz
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- Dec 21, 2005
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Dear Journal,
Hi there, Journal. Nice to mett you. You probably want to know who is making the first entry in it don't you? My name is Asriel Blaz. Weird name? Yeah, I know. Last name is German, and I don't know where the first name came from. I think it was because I was expected to be a girl when I was born. Anyway, I am of a good toned state and a little below six feet tall; strange considering I am half Asian by blood. Besides me slight almond eye shape, black hair, and naturally tanned skin I do not fit most Asian discriptions (Not a good argument, I know). You know what sets me apart from most of the Asians I know? Between you and me, my dick is pretty big(!). I am not the kind of people to measure it, but I know it is more than average. Too bad I will probably never get to use it.
Why you ask? Well, it's because that even though this is my second year in college, I am still a virgin. Yes, a cherryboy as some have put it. I even haven't been in a somewhat intimate relationship since...... Second grade! Most say it's because I'm afflicted with the "Nice Guy Syndrome". You know what I mean. But I've grown pretty used to it.
This is my fourth month lving at my new residence. I've taken up living in a pretty well-sized apartment with (get this) two lesbians. Yes, you heard me right. The real only reason they let me live here was because I'm a very proficient cook. Other than that and the rent, that was all that qualified me. But it's been pretty good lving here. I've become a close friend with both of them, and gotten used to their late night "sessions". They even know about my "predicament", and even have tried to (unsuccessfully) help me get a girl.
Well, that it's it. Hope to write in you again.
- Asriel
I closed the book and set down my pen on the desk in front me, then leaned back in my chair. For some reason I sighed. Whether it was because of the feelings that were swimming in my head thanks to the things I mentioned in the journal or just because I had finished a pretty long writing, I did not know. Wanting to take my mind off that subject, my eyes focused on looking out the window. Seeing the sun at its current position reminded me that I had to start making something for dinner this evening.
I pushed my chair out and stretched as I head to the kitchen. Thinking about my dad teaching all he knew about cooking, I decided to make one of the first things he taught me how to make. A cheesy pasta dish that was simple to make, but tasted amazing.
Writing the journal, and trying to remember dad's recipe afterward, made my absent-minded self forget about it being my birthday today.
Dear Journal,
Hi there, Journal. Nice to mett you. You probably want to know who is making the first entry in it don't you? My name is Asriel Blaz. Weird name? Yeah, I know. Last name is German, and I don't know where the first name came from. I think it was because I was expected to be a girl when I was born. Anyway, I am of a good toned state and a little below six feet tall; strange considering I am half Asian by blood. Besides me slight almond eye shape, black hair, and naturally tanned skin I do not fit most Asian discriptions (Not a good argument, I know). You know what sets me apart from most of the Asians I know? Between you and me, my dick is pretty big(!). I am not the kind of people to measure it, but I know it is more than average. Too bad I will probably never get to use it.
Why you ask? Well, it's because that even though this is my second year in college, I am still a virgin. Yes, a cherryboy as some have put it. I even haven't been in a somewhat intimate relationship since...... Second grade! Most say it's because I'm afflicted with the "Nice Guy Syndrome". You know what I mean. But I've grown pretty used to it.
This is my fourth month lving at my new residence. I've taken up living in a pretty well-sized apartment with (get this) two lesbians. Yes, you heard me right. The real only reason they let me live here was because I'm a very proficient cook. Other than that and the rent, that was all that qualified me. But it's been pretty good lving here. I've become a close friend with both of them, and gotten used to their late night "sessions". They even know about my "predicament", and even have tried to (unsuccessfully) help me get a girl.
Well, that it's it. Hope to write in you again.
- Asriel
I closed the book and set down my pen on the desk in front me, then leaned back in my chair. For some reason I sighed. Whether it was because of the feelings that were swimming in my head thanks to the things I mentioned in the journal or just because I had finished a pretty long writing, I did not know. Wanting to take my mind off that subject, my eyes focused on looking out the window. Seeing the sun at its current position reminded me that I had to start making something for dinner this evening.
I pushed my chair out and stretched as I head to the kitchen. Thinking about my dad teaching all he knew about cooking, I decided to make one of the first things he taught me how to make. A cheesy pasta dish that was simple to make, but tasted amazing.
Writing the journal, and trying to remember dad's recipe afterward, made my absent-minded self forget about it being my birthday today.
