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| Saturday, September 11th, 2004 |
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| I sat in the grass tonight. Looked up at the stars, and listened to hippies play their drums...It's momments like those i dont give a flippin freak if I'm crazy. | ||
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| Sunday, August 22nd, 2004 |
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So i hit the road to San Fransisco and now I'm back. I know a few people who live there but for some reason when i got there all i wanted to do was be a silly tourist, and find stellar record stores, and pass along the street and give the homeless some change. And of course ride down those big hills on a cable car with my hair blowing all over the place. But for some reason fate happened. I was sitting on the bench of the cable car as it was driving down the hill and when it got to the bottom to let people get off i decided to switch to the other side, I wanted to look at those houses. As i sat and waited for it to get going I heard my name called out. To my suprise out of the whole city, a boy, Daniel was driving his car and saw me. He lives there of course so it didnt seem like a small world to be in the same location, but how the hell did i know he would see me? I wasnt even going to call him (even though i sure as heck wanted to) So it just so happened the next day he took me around. We took the metro, the day was filled with Led Zepellin, running to catch the bus, wondering why the police were on horses, and riding the elevators to get a view. It was rad, he was great company. It was so strange for me to run into him the way i did. If i didnt see him i would of been walking around. i was thinking it was some kind of meant to be thing, otherwise known as fate. Maybe I'm supposed to marry him and have lots of babies? or at least study together... haha, but i needed some kind of sign .. before i got knocked up.. Well, it was getting pretty late and right when we were about to say goodbye, a guy came up to us and started talking to us about how he was once poor. He was a cool guy to talk with. And then out of no were he said: your so cute! is she your girl!? we both replied "no just friends" and he went off! "No way!, your as cute as a button! look at your smile! look at the way you smile at her! and your eyes are so pretty... you guys should get together, i would give anything to have your life, and to have her and you dont even see that!" we laughed it off and said goodbye, but if that isnt a freakin sign I'm Lorena Bobbit. I dont understand... The End. "See, people they don't understand No. girlfriends they can't understand Your grandsons they won't understand On top of this..I ain't ever gonna understand." - El Strokes |
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| Monday, August 16th, 2004 |
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| The End Has No End. Tonight was not one of those uneventful Sunday nights. Tonight i realized there are people who are just plain nice. I went to a concert, of four local bands. As i got jiggy with it, some guy with blue spiked hair decided to start moshing. One of my friends got thrown around alittle but luckily some guy with blonde hair and a grey shirt came to the rescue by standing right next to us so that when people were thrown are way he could push them. I shook his hand and said thank you, but i felt as if i should of slipped him a Lincon. A little while later when we went back out for a second round we ended up on the floor, but again some guy with a "Trix are for kids" t-shirt held out his hand and pulled me up... now for this case i wanted to hug him, give him a pec on the cheeck, but a simple tap was all i had the balls to do. So my night was full of helpful people, and not to mention good music. Lalala... | ||||||
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| Friday, August 13th, 2004 |
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Hey.. Psst.PSST! Well im kinda upset since my friend i no longer talk to still has my Blondie t-shirt. I'm plotting to go into her house at night while shes asleep and steal it.. Since im such a fan of Blondie. Hooray.... but im no wacko, so plan "B" I'll do the lady like thing and give her a holler. Dang. And if that doesnt work... plan "C" rape her while shes wearing it but minus the sexual activity.. haha dirty minds. Any other plans sound good? "LET’S RAVE ON CAUSE I KNOW THAT YOU WANT IT LET’S MAKE OUT CAUSE I KNOW THAT YOU WANT IT LET’S GO DOWN WHERE THE HEARTS ARE ALL BROKEN FIX ‘EM ALL IN TIME FIX ‘EM ALL IN TIME LET’S GO OUT AND MAKE IT HAPPEN LET’S GO OUT AND MEET SOME STRANGERS LET’S GO DOWN WHERE THE BROKEN HEARTED TRYING TO MAKE IT RIGHT TRYING TO MAKE IT RIGHT LET’S GO OUT AND MAKE SOME TROUBLE LET’S RAVE ON AND MAKE SOME TROUBLE LET’S GO OUT WITH THE BROKEN HEARTED MAKE ‘EM FEEL ALRIGHT." |
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| Friday, July 16th, 2004 |
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Have you ever noticed that when you go to a rock concert you usual find to your suprise people who get all decked out on the punk rock look.. mohawks dyed black, & rainbow. Eyeliner bought from some Longs Drug Store, and jackets with the cool patches hooked on by safety pins... its a scene. Anywho, THE SOUNDS! In concert. Up close. The band started off with - Like a Lady, oh god...Living in america, dance with me, seven days a week, riot, hit me, and 24 hours a day is what they played.i can't describe the love i feel for those excellent musicians. the crowd was dead, i don't know what their problem is/was but nobody moved. nobody danced, nobody moshed, nobody crowd surfed, nobody moved their head with the music. i wanted to cry. such a waste of audience for such an incredible band. inbetween songs she lit up a cigarette and posed with it for people who were taking pictures. Beautiful. Oh so fucking beautiful! I LOVE THE SOUNDS, AND I LOVE YOU... “Kiss every man while you still can.. like a lady, then pull yourself up, and dance ‘til you drop. I’m your baby, baby” |
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| Sunday, July 11th, 2004 |
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"HELLO I LOVE YOU. WON'T YOU TELL ME YOUR NAME?" - The Doors On another note, i'm not exactly sure who sings this song below, but i would love someone to learn it and sing me to sleep.. 'cause tonight a back massage just wont do. -- "It's enough for you to want me i feel loved inside my body and after school i think i'll call you i've been rude ever since i saw you i'm sorry i wanna fuck nonstop baby i think you're beautiful you gotta tell your pops i'm cool and i'll be good to you ill drop you off at your curfew i wanna fuck non stop baby i think you're beautiful i think you're beautiful don't know why i waited so long here i am i'll let you in on my secret i wanna fuck non stop baby i think you're beautiful and after i get to know you there will be other reasons another reason that draws me to you here we are our bodys calling just hold on and take it all in." -- ..Destiny gets nervous.. |
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| Monday, June 28th, 2004 |
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I'm trying to think of something charming to say. Beautiful, for lack of a better word.. We'll I'll just try and describe last night. Oh, jesus christ.. salt in my wounds, Flippin Sweet, crushing, heart-catching, striking, beautiful, yeah. So on a rather cold night like yesterday, you would think it might end up being shitty but if your going to see Napoleon Dynamite your night will be nothing short of fantastic. It's quite comical... Oh hell, it fucking is Dynamite. A London Queen.
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| Friday, June 18th, 2004 |
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| What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music? | ||||||
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| Thursday, June 17th, 2004 |
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"Our father who art in heaven..
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| Tuesday, June 1st, 2004 |
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My mom just played " This little piggy went to the Market" on my toes... I never wanted to grow up.. and times like those prove to me that even if im not a kid anymore.. i can still act imature.. & i also realized how ticklish i was. "I’ll be so much better, I’ll tell my brother Oh, I won’t spill the milk at dinner I’ll be so much better, I’ll do everything right I’ll be your little girl forever I’ll go to sleep at night.." |
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| Tuesday, May 18th, 2004 |
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"i rock the cowgirl blues. i rock too fast for love. i’m footloose in my velcro shoes. what’s up with will and grace? i don’t get drum and bass. the future freaks me out. i’m on fire and now i think i’m ready to bust a move check it out i’m rockin steady to the beat in my head that goes oh oh oh oh.." |
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| Monday, May 10th, 2004 |
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I was pondering why some words go out of style like for instants: tubular, groovy, golly, swell, radical... so forth. And i think I'm going to start using words like those again. I mean I'm not to into using other words like "TIGHT" or phrases like "THATS SICK!" 'cause in reality and in the non-slang world those words mean a complete different thing. I just realized that kids these days are to busy making up new slang words.. And the old ones are fucking stellar! On another note, As i was writing this a Louis Vuitton pop up showed up and i just wanted to point out that he does in fact have cute bags, but for some reason their starting to piss the hell out of me....? "Spam Busters" I was watching the Chappelle Show over the weekend, that guy is hilarious, and one act he did involved the internet and how if the internet was actually a place what would it be like? It makes you think but i beleive you'd be stomped on with Porn.. |
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| Sunday, May 9th, 2004 |
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I love going into record stores and putting on their headphones and just listen to music... One day while i was there i started singing outloud, and a young guy walked up to me and leaned over my shoulder and started singing with me... I laughed, and bought the cd. |
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| Sunday, May 2nd, 2004 |
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Yesterday was an untamed day..As i was waiting on a red stop light I glanced over to the curb were a homeless guy was taking a piss in a cup, then he threw it away into the garbage. As my day proceeded I ended up going to a party that night, were i meet a guy who wears his sunglasses at night, boy, that’s hot.. "Don't switch the blade on the guy in shades. oh no... Don't masquerade with the guy in shades. oh no... I can't believe it. Don't be afraid of the guy in shades. oh no... it can't escape you. 'cause you got it made with the guy in shades. oh no... I said: I wear my sunglasses at night....... I wear my sunglasses at night....... I wear my sunglasses at night....... I said to you now: I wear my sunglasses at night......." - Corey Heart |
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| Sunday, April 25th, 2004 |
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{LOUDER THAN BOMBS..} { The Smiths - Asleep} ..Sing me to sleep.. ..Sing me to sleep.. ..I'm tired and I.. ..I want to go to bed.. ..Sing me to sleep.. ..And then leave me alone.. ..Don't try to wake me in the morning.. ..Cause I will be gone.. ..Don't feel bad for me.. ..I want you to know.. ..Deep in the cell of my HEART.. ..I will feel so glad to go.. ..Sing me to sleep.. ..Sing me to sleep.. ..I don't want to wake up.. ..On my own anymore.. ..Sing to me.. ..Sing to me.. ..I don't want to wake up.. ..On my own anymore.. ..Don't feel bad for me.. ..I want you to know.. ..Deep in the cell of my HEART.. ..I really want to go.. ..There is another world.. ..There is a better world.. ..Well, there must be.. ..Well, there must be.. Bye.Bye. |
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| Thursday, April 15th, 2004 |
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Sex, Power, and the Politics... As i was looking up information on the lifestyle of "Agrippina (The younger) " I found a piece of gossip that i thought was one of the coolest things, even though its rather weird, but Nero her son eventually plotted to kill his mother by sending men to charge her with treason & execute her. When the Emperor's soldiers came to kill her, Agrippina pulled back her clothes and ordered them to stab her in the belly that had housed such a monstrous son. i think highly of that.. "MEN OF BLOOD, WE ARE THE FRUIT OF LUST, FILLED WITH SIN, DEATH AND DESPAIR. burning straw, this is a harrowing month; OUR DREAMS THE SMOKE THAT FILLS THE AIR. THERE´S BLOOD ON MY HANDS. I CAN´T CLEAN THEM.” |
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| Wednesday, April 14th, 2004 |
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“Is it your fear of being buried that makes you so afraid to speak? An avalanche of opinions like the one that fell and I am now underneath. It was my voice that moved the first rock and I would do it all again. So, I mean, it's cool if you keep quiet, but I like singing. So I'll be holding my note and stomping and strumming and feeling so very lucky. There is nothing I know except that this lifetime is just one moment and wishing will just leave me empty. So you can try and live in darkness but you will never shake the light. It will greet you every morning and make you more aware with its absence at night” BRIGHT EYES... |
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| Monday, April 5th, 2004 |
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My birthdays in 2 days. lucky me...Birthdays are kinda another ordinary day, but i suppose to others its a fun day, so ill keep telling myself that one. Anywho, today i watched "The Wedding Singer" It was fucking swell... I love Adam Sandler. That movie is one of my favriotes, even though it made me cry.. I guess im just one of those kids who wants that perfect fucking guy..I wont make that my birthday wish though, 'cause thats just fake. "CAN YOU HEAR ME SMILING WHEN I SING THIS SONG FOR YOU... AND ONLY YOU...?" |
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| Saturday, April 3rd, 2004 |
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| Tell me a story, i know your not boring | ||
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| Thursday, March 25th, 2004 |
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Now when arrows don't penetrate, see. Cupid grabs the pistol.. And he shoots straight for your heart... |
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Blurty for Bubble.. Pop..Electric.
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ecstatic.
awake.
quixotic.