Broman

Some people might know why (real) is in parentheses.

Wed, 07 Sep 2005 00:45:59 GMT

(real) Birthday tomorrow. Not really a big deal. No accomplishment and nothing to look foward to. Just another pointless day in the year. I can't wait 'till December though.

You're a bunch of dressed up fucking rats.

Tue, 06 Sep 2005 04:27:25 GMT

What do you do when you wake up in the morning naked, at a girls house (in which you've snuck into), with her mom in front of you screaming, flipping out, and threatening to call the cops? You do what I did this morning. Casually put on your clothes, and walk out. I'll put some details tomorrow.

New s/n!

Thu, 01 Sep 2005 19:08:03 GMT

New s/n ladies...

AIM - "Vote For Broman".

Thats the s/n... and no I'm not running for anything. Well maybe High Times man of the month 8-)... yee

We laugh in the face of danger... and cinese people.

Wed, 31 Aug 2005 04:53:46 GMT

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)

Black H.

Sun, 21 Aug 2005 07:36:29 GMT

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.

Insanity is setting in, I can see the whole world spin.

Tue, 16 Aug 2005 05:15:33 GMT

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.

I'll buy the first round...

Mon, 08 Aug 2005 06:18:39 GMT

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.

Could it be they're laughing at me?

Mon, 01 Aug 2005 20:48:16 GMT

Yeah... I never update.

Summer was full of drinking, smoking, sex, Robotussin, too much masturbation, Puerto Rico, Bacardi, cops, and punk shows. Whatever. Here's some pics...

*All pictures shown were taken with a piece of shit camera phone.

Hotel room view...

Hotel room view 2... (Puerto Rican flag off to the side)

Shitty pic of el Morro. (Puerto Rican fort. You can kinda see the PR flag in the back.)

Cannon on top of el Morro.

View off the side of el Morro.

Old San Juan. The roads are so fucking pimp... It's like cobble stone or some shit.

I don't really know what this was... someone told me while I was drunk and I didn't really pay attention to it. I'm guessing it's some sorta bell tower thing?

In my grandma's back yard.

First house I ever lived in...

The only time I smoked in PR... Out of a fucking tin foil pipe. Puerto Rico woulda been that much more fun if we had access to some greeeeen. The amount of Bacardi we had made up for it though... (Bacardi is made in Puerto Rico for the people that didnt know)... I look like such an American tourist with that hat hahaha.

Just putting this up before I delete it...

And um I don't think this was on my journal yet. Rockin the spikes....

Oh... and my school schedule this year is...

01. Mat & Proc Tech III (Shop III)
02. Spanish II
03. Eng III
04. Anat Physio
05. Lib Arts Math
06. Health I-Lf Mgmt Skl
07. Amer History

Mi Orgullo

Sat, 23 Jul 2005 21:02:23 GMT

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.

Off to Puerto Rico!

Wed, 13 Jul 2005 18:07:48 GMT

Well I'm off to Puetro Rico. Off to cold bath water, no AC, and tons of mosquito's. I'm not gonna have a computer, but leave me something to read for when I get back. Take care of yourself's kids! Much love. :-)

All I see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun...

Mon, 04 Jul 2005 07:11:34 GMT

http://www.generation20something.com/thesweater.html

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!! Phew I'm not the only one... hahaha...

Cop killa fo sho!

Fri, 01 Jul 2005 18:19:09 GMT

HOLY SHIT!!! Yesterday fuckin sucked!!! Alright here's what happened... I actually found it kind of amusing...

So Charles came by last night to toke up a bit. We're smoking some krippy in his car and driving around. I was driving. We decide to park somewhere for a little, and he told me to turn off the headlights, so I did. We were there for a little bit then a car came by, he got parinoid and told me to drive away... so I did. So I'm driving down Coral Ridge thinking I'm driving pretty well until I look in my rearview and realize I'm being pulled over. First off, it was 1:30 in the morning, I don't even have a license yet, I only have a permit which wasn't even on me, my friend didnt have his license on him either, plus he was too high to deal with anything. So I pull over, cop comes by. He asks for license and registration, I start looking around as if I can't find my wallet. I ask him why he pulled me over... I forgot to turn on my headlights... FUCK! So he tells me to step out of the car and put my hands on my head. He searches me, doesn't find shit! My friend can barely stand up. He's standing outside the car with his eyes rolling back and falling over as if he was about to faint. He coulnd't take it anymore, he fell over, and puked all over himself. I on the other hand, was able to act completely sober. I'm used to having to act straight when I'm high. So the cops search the car without a warrent. Telling me to shut the fuck up and stop being a smartass. But I know a little bit of shit about the law. They ask my fucked up friend if they can search his car (When I'm not around) and I guess he said sure. Fucking assholes! So they search the car, find a pipe, and a tiny bit of weed. They handcuff my friend who starts puking again. They called over a search dog and checked out the car some more. The cop continued to be an asshole while I'm being somewhat of a smartass. I made him and the other two cops look stupid about 4-5 times... They didn't like that. My friends dad had to come by and get him while the car got impounded. The assholes wouldnt let me take my cell phone out of the car, so it got locked up along with the car.. I had to get in the cops car and drive to the station for my mom to come get me. Later I found out I got pulled over right behind Brannan's backyard so him and Josh watched the whole thing in some kind of a treehouse. Oh well, I got off with no charges... just an angry mom. She started saying we should move somewhere and I suggested Amsterdam, where everything we did tonight would be legal. She tried to keep a serious face but I know she wanted to laugh.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot. I punched the cop in the face and I told him "Listen pig, if you keep giving me your shit there's plenty more where that came from." I saw that he was terrified by the look of his eyes. His other cop friend thought he could be the hero and take me down, well he was way wrong. I swung a roundhouse kick and nailed him in the forehead. His dog then tried to take me down but I threw a Dr. Pepper at it's face and cut him in half with my 30 pound sword. I saw another cop car arive so I took out my bow & arrow and shot an harrow through the windsheild into the cops eye. I then stole the cop car and drove it off a cliff while jumping out just in time to set off my parachute and fly away to safety. I then got home, lit up a blunt, and began to type this story...

Alright, the top's true, the bottom half is how the movie is gonna turn out. Hahaha.

Friends... I need REAL ones...

Thu, 30 Jun 2005 20:54:20 GMT

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.

Hep Hep Hep!

Thu, 30 Jun 2005 06:03:50 GMT

Not everybody, can cha-cha-cha,
Not many people, can do the twist,
But EVERYBODY can do the Ska
It's the new dance you can't resist.

SKA SKA SKA!

What The Fuck Has Changed?!?!

Mon, 27 Jun 2005 21:17:57 GMT

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...

England belongs to me!

Wed, 15 Jun 2005 08:23:32 GMT

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.

The nerve of some people...

Sat, 11 Jun 2005 21:34:06 GMT

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.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Thu, 09 Jun 2005 05:45:34 GMT

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.

What I was really trying to say...

Wed, 08 Jun 2005 18:27:08 GMT

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...

Cheers mate... ::gulp, gulp, gulp:: And so our journey begins...

Dialation of pupils commense.

"Enter the mo'fukkin matrix foo!" We ended up doing this whole slow motion battle and I ended up kicking Danny in the head. I guess I won..?

These are the eyes behind the shades...

You wondered why I was wearing shades? (What the fuck am I doing? I look like I'm in love with the camera.)

We still know how to keep it cool. (Even if Danny looks like a chick)

And so the morning comes, along with the soberness. This has been a life-changing event. We have climbed the highest mountain and passed through the deepest trenches. Along with this a life lesson learned....

"Two stolen bottles of Robitussin plus two crazy spics equals one hell of a night!"

(Research was done to make sure we wouldn't OD. Safety measures were taken and this prosedure was done carefully. If you have any questions on DXM visit http://www.erowid.org/chemicals/dxm/dxm.shtml. You can clik on the little box that says effects to find out the effects of DXM or click on dosage for the amount that can be taken for what level of effect.) :-D Hahaha...

Hahaha wow, last post?

Wed, 08 Jun 2005 17:49:26 GMT

Wow... that seemed to make sense to me at the time... hahaha.

DXM!!!!!!!!!!!

Wed, 08 Jun 2005 06:58:25 GMT

Yo! Chillin here with my best friend Danny. It's insane how a little thing like robotussin can form such a stong bond. It's insane. We're are really close and I'm so glad I have such a good friend. Alright now that we're done surfing. Um, The last shit i wrote was a sudden like depression attack. Idk where t like came from but it really sucked. I had a huge conversation with rachel and realized wow danny and rachel seem like the only people i can really count on. Icant write under these conditions. This maybe the most pointless thing in the world but whatever. DXM is amazing. Danny is amazing. Rachel is amazing. Myy life is amazing. Robotussin is amazing. Reggae is amazing. Picture phones are amazing. Check out myspace. We just finished matrix slowmotion fighting and it was intense. Idk who won but it doesnt really matter. We're best friends and thats all that maters!

Hmph Friends

Tue, 07 Jun 2005 05:58:35 GMT

What the fuck. This isn't meant to be some emo whyning but I have such an empty feeling right now. Just an uneasy lonely feeling. Like I truly have no friends. I'm not just saying this for an ego boost from all my "acquaintances" telling me "I'm your friend", "I'm here for you", "You can count on me" blah blah blah FUCK YOU! It's bullshit! No one fucking means it. Everyone is a two-faced backstabber and doesn't even know it. When I really think about things, I'm alone quite constantly. The people I hang out with dont even want me around. I look at people who claim to be friends but none of them are. All I see is groups of close friendships here and there. None of which I'm a part of. I used to think "When things are tough I can still find refuge through my friends." But right now I feel lonely as fuck. Like as if im just extra baggage, completly un-needed. It a shitty feeling. I don't know. I'm not looking for sympathy just putting my feelings in word form.

Other than my bitching, I made finally caved in to making a MySpace. www.myspace.com/broman911m

Can't even police ourselves to see a show without a fight.

Sun, 05 Jun 2005 21:55:56 GMT

List of shit Ive been too lazy to update about.

Rodrigo's party last week.
~Completely fogged out his house.
Elio's birthday was last week with an intense party.
~Lots of peeps and friends keepin it cool.
~Baseball fags show up.
~River takes care of unwanted guests with brass knuckles and a baseball bat.
~Someone gets a bottle smashed over their face.
~Someone gets brass knuckled in the jaw.
~Cops come by, than leave.
~Party continues.
School is out.
Haircut too short.
Pis last night.
~AAA show.
~Skanked for two entire sets with David, Lil Matt, and Anthony till I died.
~Drunk skinhead assholes show up starting two fights and ruining shit.
~Skinheads told to fucking quit or get the fuck out.
~Skanking continues. :-D

I didn't feel like going into full details. But I'm really sick of those skinheads, and people in general that just go around looking for fights and shit. So I'm watching some band play then I look over to my left and see some skinhead hanging with his 3 other built skinhead friends (Between 18-25 yrs old?). So I see this guy walk up to some like 15 yr. old kid then nail him in the face about 3-4 times. Then he walks back to his skinhead friends laughing and high fiving them while this kid is grabbing his face on the floor not knowing what the fuck just happened. There was another fight that night involving them but I'm not sure what exactly happened.

"Wow! You're a built, bald, 20 year old, white supremacist who can beat the shit out of a skinny 15 year old kid who is out just to have a good time watching his favorite band... you're such a badass!"... Piece of shit..

Wah wah Animal Rights wah wah!

Tue, 24 May 2005 22:42:13 GMT

Holy shit! Today in biology we dissected a fetal pig. It was fucking insane! After it was dissected and she took out all the intestines and shit (heart, kidneys, lungs, etc.), Ms. Stratton decides... "hey lets cut open his testicles". So all the guys start feeling their balls in pain of watching this. Then she just pulls out its nuts and starts giggling. She's really cool and shit but that was kinda hard to watch. I'm gonna be doing that all next year in anatomy/physiology.

Besides that, our schedules were all mixed up and we had lunch during 2nd per. (Algebra 2). This was THE best time to skip. It made me realize how much I wish I had that class 4th or 5th period. School woulda been so amazing...

That's the tongue sticking out of its mouth...

That bluge thing inside of it is its heart. And no, that thing hanging isn't its penis, its the umbilical chord.

I didn't even take pics of the nastier things. Like once she was actually pulling out the internals...

Well thats it... It didn't smell or anything 'cause it was preserved pretty well and shit. But not the prettiest sight. And to think I'm gonna be doing this crap next year. Sheeeit...

Percocet is your friend...

Tue, 24 May 2005 03:53:54 GMT

Didn't go to school today... couldn't wake up. No matter how much my mom shook me, slapped me, poured water on me... I wouldnt get up. So she let me stay home. 'Sall good...

I visited danny in the hosital today. I took a pic of him on my phone passed out from the meds... chizzeck it...

He almost doesn't seem annoying when he's asleep. :-D