| We laugh in the face of danger... and cinese people. |
[31 Aug 2005|12:26am] |
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Against Me! - Reinventing Axl Rose |
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Work is a lotta... work. Go figure. At least my wallet's not hungry anymore.
I need a haircut. But I'm not sure if I actually want one. Curly spic hair sucks.
Mike came over last week and we jiggidy jammed. We were sounding pretty fuckin awesome I must say. Next appointment is scheduled for this Thursday. If you play drums or bass feel free to get in on a lil summin' summin'. (This is pointless seeing how nobody reads LJ anymore... plus the few people that do are probably no help anyways)
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| Black H. |
[21 Aug 2005|03:27am] |
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Discipline - The Streets |
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First day of work today. Pretty intense shit... I did pretty well, I broke a plate though, but fuck that shit, they don't need so many plates anyways. Um yesterday I walked from some FAR remote location to my house, and I don't remember the walk. Went to Rods house around 12:00ish tonight, it's 3:30 now. Food sounds good and so does sleep.
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(Play Till Your Fingers Bleed)
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| Insanity is setting in, I can see the whole world spin. |
[16 Aug 2005|12:46am] |
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Jaya The Cat - The Bottle Left Me |
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Yeah, it's only been 6 days of school but I feel like this year is gonna be different. I've never felt so on top of things with my life... or at least school-wise. It seems like my scoial life is sucks when my acedemic life is going well. And vice versa. Oh well. All that matters is me keeping my grades up and hoping for a car around Christmas time-ish. I might get a job at Peking Tokyo (or something like that) at The Walk. Rodrigo's gonna help me get started there. Everything else bas been on a pretty positive note so far, haven't really felt too depressed or anything lately which is a very pleasant change. It feels good when things just seem to have a steady flow. Hopefully this doesn't change too soon.
I wanna make some fucking music already! Seems like every person who's down to start something just randomly moves to BFE. If anyone is down to play anything Street Punk or Ska related let me know.
Side Note... My memory seems to be turning to shit. Heh, seems like all the weed is taking its toll. I've actually slowed down a bit with the pot recently though. It's been saved more for a weekend type thing now. I don't want my memory to all just be a blur. Maybe I should write in here every minute of the day so I'll never forget anything. Eh.
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| I'll buy the first round... |
[08 Aug 2005|02:05am] |
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Blanks 77 - If You Were A Beer |
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It's 2:10 in the fucking morning and I'm still not in bed for the first day of school. Hmph, I'm probably gonna end up starting the new year the same fucking way I left it. Damn that's not good at all. I tell myself to TRY and to CARE and to *STAY AWAKE* in school but it's so fucking hard. The first day hasn't even started and I'm already doubting myself from last grades experience. We'll see what happens. But for right now I really should hit the sack of nuts.
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| Mi Orgullo |
[23 Jul 2005|04:43pm] |
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Against Me! - Reinventing Axl Rose |
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I got back from Puerto Rico 2 days ago. It was fuckin great. Lots of family, lots of site seeing, lots of drinking (after all, Bacardi and Don Q is made over there), and lots of gambling. Not enough weed and not enough sex. But hey, thats what I came home to :-D.
I have a buncha pictures I'll post later, it's nothin too exciting considering I took them with my phone.
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(1 Played Till Their Fingers Bled | Play Till Your Fingers Bleed)
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| Friends... I need REAL ones... |
[30 Jun 2005|04:32pm] |
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Usually when a "friend" does something wrong they say sorry. But whoa, no way, not my friends. Not my TWO only friends. Oh my amazing friends tell me to fuck off when I ask them why they've ditched me. AND the more times they do it, the less they give a fuck. And the best part about it is, they turn it around on me to me ME seem like I'm the asshole. I love my friends. I love the way they treat me. When I'm feeling down and looking for someone to take my mind off things, they are ALWAYS there for me. I love you guys! I truly appreciate everything you've NOT done for me!
Tips on how to be an amazing, loving, friend...
~~~Trivia question~~~
Q: What do you do when you promise your friend you'll show up somewhere with them then ditch them numoerous amounts of times leving them completely alone?
A: You tell them "I'm not in the mood for this shit so FUCK OFF!", and then you block them.
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(2 Played Till Their Fingers Bled | Play Till Your Fingers Bleed)
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| What The Fuck Has Changed?!?! |
[27 Jun 2005|04:54pm] |
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A Global Threat - Idle Threats |
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I'm getting sick of Florida, and a lot of people in it. I sorta want to just move and start over. Make new friends and get away from from some of the bullshit. I just wanna go somewhere where no one knows who the fuck I am. Maybe I'd be able to keep it that way for a while too. Make friends that are like me, who like the same shit as me and do the same things I like to do. I've gown away from everyone here. I have barely any emotional attatchments left down here. I remember saying "FUCK NO" when my mom asked me what I would think of moving to North Carolina. At the time it felt like things were going just how I wanted it. I'm sort of re-considering it now. It would be a fuck of a lot cheaper/easier on her. The weather isn't as shitty. And I can get away from all the stupid shit going on here. I'd probably be leaving 4-5 people I'd even consider a "friend". Maybe I'd find more happiness somewhere else. I gotta get the fuck out...
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| England belongs to me! |
[15 Jun 2005|04:15am] |
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The Business - England 5, Germany 1 |
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Fuck! Dead Kennedy venue changed to somewhere in Downtown West Palm, AAA was taken off too. Fuck Downtown West Palm! I'm not even sure I'm gonna make it to the LCB and C45 show this Friday... Who knows.
So yeah I'm going out with Allie Napoli... I've heard plenty of shit for it already... what evs, deal with it pussies.
Once again the band I was working on basically died. Though I did practice a bit with Sal today. Chucky moved to Pensicola so I'm bassist-less. Why does it seem like I'm the only one who's actually trying to start something up?! Where's the dedication god dammit?! Where's the love for the music?!?! Bitches!
I'm sort of having different opinions on what I believe exists... What if there ARE some sort of supernatural beings out there? What if demons and shit exist? I never thought I'd be believing that shit 'till it hit so close to home. 'Till Danny told me what happened...
It's 4:15... I'll update tomorrow on this sudden change of views.
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| The nerve of some people... |
[11 Jun 2005|04:59pm] |
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How dare you fucking say I have nothing to live for? How dare you wish death upon me? And tell me if I were to die it would do everyone else a favor. I find it incrdible that at sixteen years old you still haven't realized it's time to stop all this middle school nonsense. And to think in two years you're going to be considered an adult? I'm done with all your immature bullshit.
I really doubt this but is any one heppening to go to the LCB and Clit 45 show on the 17th? It's at Ray's (Downtown West Palm Beach). Too far for my mom to drive so I'm trying to hitch a ride with someone. I'd get a ride to and home from your house. If anyone's going let me know. Will fuck for a free ride :-D. Kidding... but seriously though.
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| AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! |
[09 Jun 2005|01:33am] |
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Sham 69 - Postal Breakout |
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Oh man. Hahaha. I somehow stumbled on to this urban dictionary or some
shit and I was messing around typing things in. I thought it'd be funny
to see what came up for emo. And I was right.
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Emo
Genre of softcore punk music that integrates unenthusiastic
melodramatic 17 year olds who dont smile, high pitched overwrought
lyrics and inaudible guitar rifts with tight wool sweaters, tighter
jeans, itchy scarfs (even in the summer), ripped chucks with favorite
bands signature, black square rimmed glasses, and ebony greasy unwashed
hair that is required to cover at least 3/5 of the face at an angle.
Ex:
::sniff sniff:: "The Demise of the
Siberian Traintracks of Our Rusty Forgotten Unblemished Love" sounds
like it would make a great emo band name. ::cry::
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It has a bunch of funny definitions for emo. Here's the link http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=emo&r=f. Plus
it came up with a bunch of pictures of them loony of emo kids. I'm
gonna mess around with this thing a little more. But I found that
pretty amusing.
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| What I was really trying to say... |
[08 Jun 2005|02:06pm] |
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Fishbone - Jamaican Ska |
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Damn, crazy ass night with Danny, and some robotussin. Laughs have been
shared, tears have been shed... hahaha just kidding. But the bond
between us has definately grown :-D. It was an intense night indeed.
Hallucinations, slow motion matrix fighting, surfing, sitting on the
beach listening to Jamaican ska, definately an insane night! So
remember kids, the best way to gain a better friendship is to chug some
bottles of Robotussin and go on a wild DXM (dextromethorphan) trip! :-D
We took pictures which seemed like a good idea at the time but turned out to be completely ridiculous. Enjoy...
( Dextromethorphan )
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