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Sunday, November 23rd, 2003
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11:00 pm
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holy shit, today, holy shit. i was in my parents bedroom helping my dad move something, and i, just standing there fucking around, and i decided to look into my mom's jewelry box, and what should i find, the ring i thought i lost at homecoming. holy shit, i was so fucking relieved. god, what a fucking load off. you have no idea how this has plagued me for the past month. i seriously would think about it like once a day, and totally freak out, but no more.
well, tonight i broke away, borrowed the rent's car and said i was going to go pick up a cd at barnes and noble and be back in about 45 min or so...in actuality, i came home about 230 hours later...haha. i got some cds but found myself 30 bucks short of being able to take home my john vanderslice cds, oh well, tom, after i go to the bank, jv will be mine. mark my words. he will be mine. so i talked to casey and she had to write a research paper so i picked up an mla handbook for her and gave it to her at wendy's we hung out for a bit. so, i came home, and got online. casey and i had a really big discussion about things, things were said, but not bad things, no no no, mostly good things, but good things that would make one feel like shit, and she said things that would normally make me happy, but the way it was said...god, i wish i could make her feel better, and i hope she does. she means the fucking world to me. and our little talk i think brought us so close together.
not much else to say, tom's my last day before i leave, and i dont want to leave at all, but it has to be done, so if anyone wants to hang out, you know where to find me.
up your nose with a rubber hose
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11:59 am - to the moon television, too the moon
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goddamn you television, you have let me down for the last time. next time i decide i'll give you a chance, and turn you and on you disappoint me with mind-numbing fucking shit, you will die, i slow and horrible death.
aww, who am i kidding, i cant stay mad at you.
you know what, i take that back, i dont forgive you television. youre fucking idiotic. brandon tussey would never let me down like you do. john vanderslice would never be like, oh look, here's a stupid fucking reality tv show filled with greedy good-for-nothing shits who's only goal is self-exploitation so that they help their own career or image. you suck tv. if you dont bring back shows like pete and pete or the dick van dyke show, and i know dick van dyke is still on tvland, but you know what, thats not enough!!! so fuck you television.
yep, so for the past week or so, everytime ive turned on the tv, ive found out that there is not a goddamn thing on excpet fucking old movies that either arent good, or ive seen them a bigillion times, stupid goddamn reality dating shows that involve these big muscular "hunks" and big fake-breasted dumbshits doing it in a jacuzzi. all i fucking want is something good on tv that i can watch and feel through and through good or scared or some feeling that isnt fucking ridiculous.
haha, man o man, how bored am i that im ranting about how shitty television is?
answer: VERY FUCKING BORED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
my phone is my gateway. and the bill is going to be fucking huge, but i dont care.
i have no plans for this evening if anyone would like to hang out. call me if you want to do something, bc i am up for anything, as long as its within reason. so yeah, call me, i miss hanging out with everyone, and im going to gone and alone for like 5 days...so call me. 713 818 7190.
up your nose with a rubber hose.
current mood: blah...
current music: the masked men
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| Saturday, November 22nd, 2003
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11:24 pm
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tonight was excellent, and it was almost not going to happen. through a lot of stuff, casey almost wasnt able to do anything, but thankfully, by the luck of god, i got to see her. so, she could only leave bc she was going to see her friend katie and sleep over at her house tonight, and katie's bf jeff(an extremely rad guy) goes to humble and was taping the romeo and juliet play for vt, so we watched it, and for those of of you who dont know, and that''s everyone, but im in love with romeo and juliet. its so beautiful. and so romantic. the play was really good, and as soon as i saw juliet, i was like, wow, she looks like taryn, and then i start thinking, and taryn does go to humble, but what are the odds. during intermission,w we're just sitting there, jeff had some little attack things and i swear he coughed up a fucking lung, and had to consume milk to help it(?), so me and casey are sitting there, who should i see but a tall red headed kid...JOHN!!! i knew he was there to see taryn, and he got to meet casey, i hope he likes her. i hope everyone likes her, i know you will all love her. i do. i saw david and mr and mrs baldwin. so we hung out in heb's parking lot(humble) for like 30 min. hung out in casey's car for a bit...and then came home. tonight was great.
you know what sucks, i have to go to utah, which i didnt want to in the first place, but now i definately dont want to go. im going to tell my mom that im very sick and cant go, and im going to stay. yeah, i'll do that, and it will fucking work.
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| Friday, November 21st, 2003
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4:08 pm - alone, im scared to be alone...
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yesterday, well, i guess ive seen better days, i guess. in 2nd period, this dickhead kevin tried to start a fight with me. oh nos, bnoit a fight. you see, we had the infamous mr wang as ourt sub today in speech, and i said to him..."mr wang, you're the shiz nag." and then had to explain just what "shiz nag" meant. well, evidently, to stupid fucktard pieces of shit assholes on the other side of the room that sounds lik "mr wand is a shitty-assed name." well, im on my way out the door to go to the bathroom and stupid uck kevin says this..."your a fuycking pussy dude. you say shit to people behind their backs and can't evensay it to their faces. i'll give 5 free hits and then im going to kick your ass." i gave him a thumbs up said..."good job kevin." and continued to the bathroom. well, i get back and starts trying to pick a fight with me AGAIN. i asked him just what i said and behind who's back, bc if i had said something bad about him(which i hadnt up until now, but things i say can tend to be misinterpreted...i dont know) so i could find out and possibly apologize, and i was curious, just what had I said that would make this kid want to "kick my ass." here's how our little argument went...and mind you, the whloe time he's furious and kinda shaking, and im just sitting there, really fucking calm...
"what exactly did i say?"
"i heard you say, mr wang is a shitty-assed name. at least go up to his face and say it to his face you fucking pussy."(wow, that sure is a good idea right?)
"uh, actually, if you werten't stupid and on the other side of the room, you wouldve heard me say 'mr wang youre the shiz nag.' but its all good."
"no, fuck you, i heard you, and when he confronted you about it you came up with some lame-ass excuse that you said 'shiz nag.'"
"dude, you are fucking stupid. i kinda know what i said, and i was on the other side of the room, and its kinda funny how you're the only person who heard me say his name is 'shitty-assed'"
"dude, you talk like you want to fight me. you get your point across, and im just sitting here listening and then you have to insult me, that's what makes me want to kick your ass. just dont say anything to me and i wont say anything back, and nothing will happen."
and then caroline haley, one of the few people i can actually stand in that class asked kevin why he would "want to fight wayne." and he actually fucking responds with..."bc i want to fight everybody." god, what a fucking supid fucking white piece of shit-streaked trash. i wish that whole class would fucking go to hell. and apperently, mrs bell, the teacher of that class...mr bell(videotech) was talking shiot about me to her map class. god, i know she fucking hates me, and i just wish i had the balls to try and get her fired, and fuck with her whole family. you see, when my apology came on, she gave her map class this big ass schpeil about how i made her husband look like a fool, and how both of them hate me and shit. i hope she fucking dies a long fucking painful death realreal soon...not a threat, just a wish.
on happier news, i was told by alicia clements that i seem to be in a "very good mood." and i fucking am. god, minus the whole 2nd period thing, and people being...well, i guess i'll rant about somemore things in a sec. i care so much about someone, and she makes me happier than ive been in the longest fucking time, and she's the only i like about phone calls. she made me a pillow. so that i thnk about her everytime i see it, like i alkready dont think about her constantly...i know, im pathetic, but fuck you, i dont care. and dano...
anyways, the rest of my rant....well, i kinda hate most people, well, scratch that, i loathe how most people in my videotech class dont know when to stop. every fucking day i have to hear about cock while they're trying to come up with some stup[id lame assed joke. like saying, well, we're all afraid to put things on the air, and turn things in bc of SOMEONE doing a story about cock...har har fucking har. and mr bell thinks its fucking stupid, and anyone who doesnt can go to fucking hell. next subject, and these will all be interrelated, so i can have some fun with this...this kid robert, in vt, he';s the one who is responisibl;e for fucking up every daily announcement we do. he can't d fucking shit except try and hit on me...and i know he's doing it, and its really fucking uncomfortable...likle i have no prblem with hmosexuals, but when they're useless and bitchy...like useless bitchy straight-people, i have a big fucking problem with you. wel, i was discussing this with one jordan mouser, and he told me how he hates robert bc he's...GAY. and how if he could, he'd set up a club called straights against gays club to combat the gay/straight alliance. and then he made fun of a good friend of mine, who i wont give his name awway bc it would hurt his feelings...and he said he was prbably gay, and somehting really fucking bad. and how its a sin, and sholdnt be leagl, or anything. so, instead of being like kevin and tryingg to pick a fioght with this kid who would get the football team on me, and intead of argue...well, i argue a little...i decide to, well, hit on this very homophobic person. he punched me like a bigillion times and got all freaked out. so, moral of the story kids, when a homophobe pisses you off, if youre a boy, hit on him and announce to the class that he thinks vin diesel is not only a beefcake, but is alsso a big slice of meat pie...he'll get real real pissed.
thats it, other than a few things, i couldnt be happier. yep, i think im goiung to the FATU show. casey has work until 6 and then has to clean her room so we can gop out sat, so i guess it'll be a pretty lonely/shitty night. i have to clean my rom too evidently, bc my mom went in it and was PISSED bc, well, apparently there's cups and clothes and cds and trash all over the plkace and it smells like sht. yep, thats my room for ya. a festering pile of shit in which i live and sleep. anyways, yeah, im going to plead with casey to go to the show, i cant stand not being able to see her like this. splendora you are far as shit when im missing her like fuck.
matt burick is a pretty wacky fucking kid. he's got a lot of shit fucked up with his head like add, adhd, ocd, depression, teretz, etc, but he's is pretty fucking wacky. and there's shriky-shriky, he's pretty fucking funny.
and then today, in criminal justice like everyone in the class was arguing about gay rights, and everyone was like, they have rights too, or god hates it, or its nasty, but mostly the god thing, so i tried to end things by announcing to the class..."its as simple as this, THERE IS NO GOD." damn, everyone hated me for that comment. hahaha, i dont care, i think there's a god, but i just wanted those fucks to shut up so i could study.
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| Tuesday, November 18th, 2003
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5:04 pm - when the man comes around
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today has been, well, perfect. im certain know that i have a gf!!!...and she is fucking amazing. god, first, i wake up and she calls me and i talk to her for about 5 min, got ready and left. went to school, heather waqs really nice and gave me a free weakerthans cd that she was going to sell to me, but it took her like a mmonth to get it to me, so i got it for free...and, the electricity went out at the end of 6th, so no english, so we all just hung around. i called casey and talked to her for a bit...splendora had the day off. so, yeah, she picked me, we spent about and hour and a half - 2 hours together. she's so great. and at this point, im knowing just how great this day is going, but here's the thing that made realize its perfect...i come home, the rents aren't here, and what do i hear coming from my room...JOHNNY CASH. so, i guess when the power went back on, my cd player turned back on...and on to what cd, johnny cash my friends.
god, im so optimistic...i think. like yesterday, my car got flooded, and wont start, but instead of being pissed i look at it this way, i had some fun pushing it and fucking around, i made a new friend, and got a chance to be alone and talk to casey for awhile while waiting for the tow truck. i dont have a car anymore...but i have her, and thats all i needs.
well, yep, things are great. i love this sweet life of mine, its great. i made friends with those "emo-core" kids from faster we fall who we go to school with. they're pretty good kids, but you know how everyone thinks im gay bc i seem to talk about gay things like gay anal and shit like that a lot, you should meet these kids. but theyre good people. people are still asking about the apology and im still promoting.
so long..farewell...goodbye...
current mood: blissful?...who knows
current music: the beautiful sounds of senior cash, to end a beautiful day
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| Monday, November 17th, 2003
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1:46 pm
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man, chem is fucking boring right now, all i can think about is how much im missing someone, and how it sucks bc for the first time in a long while im pissed that its raining bc it makes the chances of her coming even less. god, i wish we could live in the same town so i could fucking see her. oh, and when i posted about me THINKING i might have a gf, it isnt 100% clear whether or not i do, but we both want it, and we're giong to talk about it when i actually do get to see her. oh well.
i miss you like fuck.
so long...farewell...goodbye...
current mood: ...
current music: blizzard of '77 - nada surf
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| Sunday, November 16th, 2003
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12:30 pm
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god, this has been the BEST weekend of all time. god, i feel so good. tom i get to see casey after school, we're going to hang out at the duck ponds for a bit...god, she's so great. and, i got for a sum of about 12 bucks a nada surf cd and a weezer cd, both very very good. and, pelado finally e-mailed me back about their street team, which anything big, but its one of the thousand pluses(sp?) from this weekend. man, gah, i havent stopped smiling since maybe yesterday morning. i really want to hang out next week. like i know wes wants to go to vinyl edge, but im pretty broke from buying so much shit, and the money i do have i need to save, but if anyone wants to go i'd love to go and drive or whatever. i miss just hanging around. god, i cant get over how good i feel, i havent felt like this for like a bigillion years. sry if this is annoying you, but fuck it, im fucking happy.
"I can't belive how hard I've fallen for you already and I just met you about 27 hours ago" - <3
so long...farewell...goodbye...
current mood: you know...
current music: island in the sun - weezer
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12:03 am
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i think i have a gf now!!! im really happy, but i met her last night. weird. but fuck it...I HAVE SOMEONE!!!
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| Saturday, November 15th, 2003
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7:47 pm
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SHE SAID YES!!!!!!!!!!
god, she makes me so fucking happy.
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6:51 pm - im sorry you got nowhere to go
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well, my dad got some valium today which you know, strikes one's interest when their parent has to go get some valium, so i ask what its for(and i know my dad would probably do drugs before i do). and apparently my dad has this fear of confined spaces(as well as flying and the dark) and is going to do this ct xray thing like a cat scan of the body or something. well, he evidently has a growth on his kidney, so i say as soon as i hear this..."cancer." not a question, but a statement. my mom just says, i hope it isnt. my mom had a tumor in her ear when she was in college and had to end up dropping out of college. i really dont get along with my dad a lot of the time, but gog, i dont want him to fucking die. god, my mom wouldnt be able to take that shit. fuck, i know it probably isnt cancer, and if it is, he'll be ok. but i cant help but start thinking about his death. and life will really be shitty. even shittier. oh well. you live you die. it all ends.
i ordered some musak at barnes and noble today. yep, pretty fucking exciting. it rained, and that was totallyyy awesome. im pretty happy that i seem to be talking to jordan like we're good friends again. its good to know that we're still fairly close, even after all our shit.
question: how long do you wait to call someone after getting their ph number? even if you suck at talking to people one the phone.
current music: nada surf
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1:09 pm - she gave me her number, on my box of camels
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i talked to ms lucy and she made me feel like a bit less of a dick of a friend, but i still know i am. its like painkillers, you dont feel the pain, but you know the wound is still there.
im in for the weekend, wahoo! i wonder if my mom and dad can physically see my mental breakdown. its been happening for years, but i think somehow i hit like a major pillar or something bc lately ive been a fucking loon. like, im alone a lot, but i guess i always am, but ive been like crazy when i am, and crazy when im not. i dont want to get into how, bc when i do, people will be like, what a fucking freak. man, i have no control over anything anymore. who knows, damn sure that i dont.
so, last night was pretty fun. mario is really fucking funny, except when youve kinda let him down in a big way. like, he got ahold of my phone and kept calling people. like he called keely like a bigillion times, as did wayne and wes, and we just kept saying weird shit to her, and everytime we threw in "and this one time on x-men juggernaut was stealing cash from a bank, so jubilee came and and *zap* but it did nothing bc he's juggernaut..." that was so much fun-o. andrew's a good kid. like he's one of the nicest kids ive gotten te chance to hang out with for awhile. and wes, wes is wes. what else needs be said. i got to see john john lindsay lauren jordan brett jason danielle bob adam casey casey etc etc etc. it was really cool. i told that one lead singer chick from the first band that she was cute, and she gave me this really weird look followed by a "thank you." haha, man, i suck with girls. like, i really really suck with girls, a lot. but what else is new.
yesterday was my big apology. i had kids coming up to me and asking me about it, like kida ive never seen in my life, and i know we were going to use it to promote the site, but after awhile i would just say a few words and walk away from them.
god, when is the new modest mouse coming out!!! it better fucking hurry up and get here or else i will cut my ears off. yeah, fuck emo, im going van gough.
so long...farewell...goodbye...
current mood: SORRY
current music: bankrupt on selling - modest mouse
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12:54 pm
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im lying all alone,
my heart is broke in fucking two.
and the bottles have been emptied,
heavy ashtrays have been filled.
am i still a murderer,
if im the only one i kill.
IM ALL ALONE.
current music: a radio with guts
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12:06 pm - I AM AN EXTREMELY SHITTY FRIEND
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i fucking suck ass monkeys. goddamn me. mario wes andrew etc, im so sorry. god, i think i kinda didnt want to go bc last night was the only time this weekend im allowed to go hang out or anything, bc my parents want me to study or some shit ALL weekend, but my excuses mean shit. and im not trying to cover up the amount of how sorry i am. the first band kinda blew, amber was good, and i didnt see anyone else play.
so long...farewell...goodbye...
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| Thursday, November 13th, 2003
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7:20 pm
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one more week, and then a vacation. yeah, i apparently get about 4 or 5 days to hang out here before i leave. hopefully, next weekend, im driving out to sugarland for the day to hang out with this girl rebecca. that'll be really really awesome. god, i failed my precal test today. and today in chem we were on the somputers and found a box of strike anywhere matches and started striking them everywhere. it was so aweseom, i managed to do one on mario's teeth. it was great.
ATTENTION LADIES(i stole this from taryn):
Mario is looking for a girlfriends. Contact Wayne if you are interested.
current music: a radio with guts
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| Wednesday, November 12th, 2003
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5:08 pm
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so, today was pretty ok. my english teacher, mr waller, who is like the coolest teacher of all time, but he was telling us at the end of class how he abhors Wal Mart, and I was saying i kinda like it...so, at the end of class, before anyone left, he said...
"I'll leave you with this one thing to keep in mind. Wayne, Wal Mart is not very punk rock."
hahahahahaha. i just started laughing and replied with "pssh, Im not punk rock in any way shape or form, but he said i was, and i thought it was just really funny that someone would ever see me as "punk rock."
yep, davis royko is a fucking idiot. who the fuck thinks its funny to hit a car thats stalled on the side of the road, and then just leave. a fucking idiot, thats who.
so, mario, jason, and myself(mostly just mario and jason bc i thought it was kinda stupid for me to try and talk, bc im Layme Wayne) but we saw these girls sticking their shoe-less feet out of their car, so jason and mario started to joke around about it, and after awhile of following them around and talking to them car to car, they pulled into their house, so mario dropped a piiece of paper with our screen names on it into the street, and they picked it up! yay for being single. meh, it was fun, but still just a tad bit lame. i dont know why, but i love going out and trying to hit on girls, but thats really not the way i want to meet someone and shit. i dont know. im layme wayne. i dont know shit.
im finally not pissed with everyone/anyone. i think ive learned to just avoid people who piss me off. and for some reason lately a lot of people have been being reallly cool. im thinking i might be in quite the good mood. like, precal i just decided to shut the fuck up, and sit there. my teacher has stopped answering my questions and ignores me, i sit right in front of her, i'll ask something about a problem, and you can tell she pretends to not hear me. fucking...wiiejdfubw. ok, but i just ignore her, she ignores me, im going request a class change. but oh well, i dont care anymore, its all good. i really want to go to the show fri night, but at the same time i kinda want to do some other stuff. this world is a good one. i think im finally not hating it. like, there's so much bad, but whats good shows its true strength just staying good. i dont know. but its like, at the end of american beauty, where's he's talking about how the world is such a beautiful place...and it is, you just have to stop and enjoy it every once and awhile, and look on the bright side of things. 5 bucks says tom i'll be posting about how much i hate this world and all that poppycock nonsense. who knows.
you said you were dying so i rolled up my sleeve and cut my arm...the forearm though, so as to not be emo(using the wrist).
so long...farewell...goodbye...
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8:25 am - i hope everybody had a real real good time
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im VideoTech right now. They're filimng Mustang News, but I didnt want to do any work, so i hid for a bout 5 minutes until all the jobs were taken...wahoo. so, apparently im in the MAP council now, oh well, we get free food. I dont think Im going to mae a real pos, just ramble out of boredom. Amber plays at JavaJazz on Fri, but Im thinking Im either going to go to that, or get a few friends and hang out at the duck ponds for about an hour ot so. there's this weird girl in MAP council, she wears those big assed boots. yep, those are pretty really lame. i mean, this isnt the matrix. pshh.
if anyone could tell/teach me how to read signls or let me know anything about women(i, like most, have no clue about anything about the opposite sex)?...PLEASE!!! Im serious here to folks.
so long...farewell...goodbye...
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| Sunday, November 9th, 2003
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6:28 pm
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i just got back from filming my apology. i decided to do it in more of a classy way. you'll see on fri. i really liked the scenery in it...i filmed at about 545-ish at the duckponds...man, it was so nice, great weather, nick drake playing in my car in the backround(you cant hear on the video) and then the general scenery, man, i think i want to start just hanging out out there, it was nice.
last night i had the best dream of all time. get this, im in the adventures of huck finn. and first we're in class(present day) and we're bored so the teacher lets us(me and someone else) go to my house and get like a couple of movies. and somehow on the way back, we decide to drive off-road next to a creek/river, and then somehow some girl shows up as part of our little group and is like, i hear there are bandits out here. i say..."its cool, those are just the kids from my gang the tom sawyer boys waiting for us." so we get to their little camp site thing and they're all dead with a single bite mark in their head. i was totally freaking out, and then came the best thing i have ever witnessed in a dream, i big assed army of zombies. i helped fight them off until...i wake up. damn, it was so bad ass.
so long...farewell...goodbye...
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fuccking comp, i just made a big ass post but my bat died on the comp...askdjcnbdasj.
anywho, to sum up, i really dont want to visit my brother and family in utah over thanksgiving break. i want my rents to go, and i'll just stay here and do everything that i can possibly want to do for a week alone in this house. oh well...no 30footFALL on the 25th. i get back the same day as queers/tsol, and its just going to be me and my dad. so, uh, im going to tell him its like someone birthday so we're going to a show for their birthday, but if this works, im going to need a ride. so if anyone could maybe give me a ride it would so greatly appreciated.
so, i really dont like kids around these parts. this kid from my chem class, i saw him and two other guys l;ooking at rap cds and walked up called him lame, you know just joking around, like i always do, and he was like, so why am i lame, and jokingly said, bc you're white, haha, he said these words, and i kid you not..."fuck that. i ain't white bitch, im fucking black." this kid is fucking white. god, the only thing worse than black suburban kids trying to "black" is a white suburban kid trying to be "black." dskjuhbfvcfalksdjbfvcadsbfcvialdsbflkcjasdbvkc jhadsbiflvaujhbsdifjhbasdiufvbdiujfbvakjsdbvciuasd.
oh, and this guy at the mall who works at hot topic, like saw my hogies back patch and was like,
"hey the hogies, one of those guys was in my summer school class."
"oh, ok, cool man. do you know who?"
"oh, i dont know..."(and then proceeded to describe somenoe who isnt in the band, not even close.)
"well, how did you know they were in the hogies?"
"oh, bc i saw him wearing one of those hogies shirts a few times."
wtf, oh you wear the shirt, you're in the band automatically right. god, fucking hot topic.dkjabkjvb a
so long...farewell...goodbye...
current music: master p yo, bc im black biznitch...fucking stupid asses
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12:21 am
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tonight was alright. mario...or should i say mariachi death...and i went to the mall, met lucy brian and wes lee and saw revolutions. it was good/great. but i can see why a lot of people hate it. mario and i "promoted" for the site(www.congregationofcoolkids.com). its so great. someone who we gave a sticker to, well...long story short, we found it stuck to the back of the red car in the mall. you know the one that they're "showing off" there or something. man, its pretty great. sam goody was having a closeout sale, so i got a very good nick drake cd. i very much enjoy this man nick drake. so apparently, we hit on lesbians AGAIN. man, i hope they aren't just saying that to avoid us. it hurts. oh well, someone will be found. for everyone. until that day comes, i will continue to misread signals and be overwhelmed with self-consciousness. FUN!!! im pretty tired, but i dont want to sleep, bc if i do, i'll awake to a day where i have to pretend to study ALL day.
im thinking about filming my apology in front of HHS(humble high school)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHN!!!
-kraka that is.
so long...farewell...goodbye...
current music: nick drake
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| Saturday, November 8th, 2003
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12:06 pm
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so i woke up today. somehow last nikght i fell asleep at 830 watching tv with the rents. damn, i woke up at like 9, went to my room, watched dazed and confused and then eight crazy nights. 8cn kinda put me into one of those really good holiday moods things that you hear about on cbs x-mas movies. i felt "warm" inside...pff. anywho, yeah, so im in a pretty descent mood...dare i say...jolly. i showered, my hair was really greasy, and then watched "one of the guys" or something. you know, the one from the 80's where the girl dresses up as a boy for an article she's writing and ends up falling in love with "the guy." and then he finds out she's a girl(its pretty obvioous), gets mad, doesn't see until the last 5 minutes when they kiss and drive off. god, its so great. i wish i could live in one of those 80's teen-love flicks. life would be good. scratch that. life would be GREAT. tonight is the night. im fairly well groomed...i guess. all we need are some fliars/stickers so we can approach some girls without "accidently" being pushed into them. man, i need to stop spending money, but i cant. there's so many cd's i dont have. but there's so few dollar bills in my wallet. maybe i'll start dealing drugs...pff. can you see ME out on the streets dealing drugs. and doing drugs.
so long...farewell...goodbye...
current mood: ...jolly?
current music: "this magic moment" stuck in head
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