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so went to sleep at like 2- 230ish cuz thats just how i get down now
cant sleep early anymore
so woke up at 530 and rode with lido and amy to the obey sample sale
waited in like till like 1245 fool
see thats me chillin
would take more pictures but i didnt feel like being gay ya heard
so i got 11 things for 150 fool
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obey shit too
now i got work at 5
and im closing too son
shit.
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[22 May 2008|11:38am] |
its summer
and night belongs to lust
...and lovers
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[18 Feb 2008|11:03pm] |
we all need something we can stake the blame on
it can't be your dance that made this rain storm
it must be the alcohol
and you hate this place cuz the town too small
and everybody theres so fake be a brand new day if they was half awake
smile in your face like yes sir
waitin till you turn your back so they can whisper
and you aint tryin to love none of em
nah, you know better right? ya learned something
but even if the first few burst thru
they only pursue cuz they wanna hurt you
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[18 Feb 2008|02:15am] |
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fuuuuucking
so what's up?
chillin chillin hxc ya heard
2:15 in the a.m. chillin in my swivel+reclining+leather chair
fucking pimpin it up right here, (not really but maybe someday)
feet on the bed and everything
so up to date this shit
watched butch cassidy and the sundance kid earlier
ended how it should end
heroes going out in a blaze of bullets
none of this fucking hollywood ideal ending
how it should be. how it is. how it will be.
it will never just work itself together, either you put in alot of fucking effort, or else nothing comes out of it
try. try. try.
life, life, life
what;s there to it?
work, school, life.
life, life, life.
it's all the same
it's all gay but it must be done
now im not one to bitch about life
cuz i love life, if you didn;t love life then what the fuck else is there to love?
but it can be a drag. a drag and a half
soooo fuuuuck that
and fuuuuck you
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[29 Jan 2008|02:20pm] |
when darkness comes
and pain is all around
like a bridge over troubled water
i will lay me down
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[14 Jan 2007|12:30pm] |
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One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Chesire cat in the tree. "Which road do I take?" she asked. "Where do you want to go?" was his response. "I don't know" Alice answered. "Then", he said "it doesn't matter".
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[07 Dec 2006|06:42pm] |
first semester of college is coming to an end.
cool.
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[08 Nov 2006|01:30am] |
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and a run run day one
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[13 Oct 2006|04:47pm] |
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Who wants to be in a triathalon with me? You know that shit will be fun. We can start training together!
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[13 Oct 2006|04:37pm] |
"We are not special. We are not crap or trash either. We just are. We just are, and what happens happens."
-Chuck Palahniuk
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[10 Oct 2006|01:04am] |
mood= out of control
mind=racing
thoughts=ughz
cigarette
mood=calm
mind=clear
thoughts=eh
It is currently 1:04 in the am. I have an essay due at 11:00 in the am.
This is an essay about the relationship between language and music in medieval times.
We were to read things written by Thomas Aquinas, Dante, Quintillian, and Bo-something.
These are tedious things to read as they dont flat out say like what language is or what music is.
It's that you must analyze what they are saying to understand that.
I have yet to read any of them.
It's due soon.
I can't say that it's like fucking teacher gave us this shit and its all quick like.
We were assigned to read them and they discussed it in class.
I wasn't gonna pay 10 dollars to get the reader with all the readings in them.
Till today.
So in class while they discussed, i drew.
Procrastinating.
And yet again I am procrastinating by writing in this.
This is a lesson in procrastination.
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated.
And every single second that I put it off.
Means another lonely night I gotta race the clock.
What say we go and crash your car.
And every time I leave you go and lock the door.
And I walk myself picking that a chip on my shoulder.
I'm another day late and one year older.
It's failure by design.
A man who everyone knows and is just so hot nowadays cuz I mean even I know him said
The public health authorities never mention the main reason many Americans have for smoking heavily,
which is that smoking is a fairly sure, fairly honorable form of suicide.
-Kurt Vonnegut
Therefore the kill myself part of song takes more meaning
I dislike cigarettes and all they stand for.
Trashiness, bad breath, bad hygiene, psuedo bad ass look, etc
but they calm your nerves
which is okay every once and a while
i guess
I am able to ramble for ever about random stuff, yet this essay seems so impossible.
But I guess you can ramble in whatever excites your interest.
Whatever. Okay 10 hours to go.
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[08 Oct 2006|02:46pm] |
????????
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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!?!?!?!?!?!?!
ah
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[08 Oct 2006|01:11am] |
I saw the science of sleep, like everyone else has.
I work at bjs now and i did deliveries.
I made 45 dollars in tips from two days.
I am in college.
I have a guitar which is broken.
I need a new guitar.
I want a new guitar.
I dont really need anything.
I need to get into a better college.
I need something.
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[02 Oct 2006|03:07pm] |
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FUUUUUCK!!!!! FUUUUUUUUCK UFCUFUFUFUFUFUFFCUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!
FUUUCIKCKCKCFUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!FUUUUUCKFUFUFUFUFUFFUFUFUCKCKCCKCKCKC
FUUUUCUKCFUCKFUCKFUCUFUCKFUCKFUCFKCUFKCUFKCUFKCF!!!UFCJDU!!FUCKFU
FUUUUCFKUFCFUFUFUCKCKCUFKCCUFKF!!!
FUCK!
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[01 Oct 2006|10:36pm] |
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fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, YOURE COOL, fuuuuuck you
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[18 Sep 2006|11:18pm] |
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i finally have a respectable job
i go in tomorrow at bjs for orientation which means i shall begin shortly there after
for this i must thank mr and mrs meeks. AKA chance's dad and chance
took me 18 and a half years but i finally like clothes and shoes and shit
not like fashion you know, but fashion the straight thuggin kind thats tight as fuck
with that money ima save so much of it but buy so many kicks and hats and tight ass tees and shit fool
school still=whack
easy, doesnt seem like school, etc, etc. i could go off forever but you know what, fuck it
itll be done soon enough so ill just sit back and keep it real ya know.
still zero new friends at school, but fuck it ya know. if i do then i do, if i dont then i dont
heres to the times i have ahead of me, the times i have behind me, the people ill leave behind, and all those new people ill meet.
to the new people
see you soon
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[14 Sep 2006|05:17pm] |
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have you ever wanted to just destroy something,
just to destroy something
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[30 Aug 2006|03:47pm] |
week number 2 of college, which is just like the 13th grade.
its like i transfered to a different high school which has alot less asians, alot more black people, and a few dozen people from my old school transfered with me.
whack.
but w/e shit happens.
let it be nigguh.
ive got goals and what not that i must strive for.
wanna know them.
too fucking back cuz youre gonna know them if you dont want to.
Goal 1: dont fuck up.
Goal 2: get to berkely.
Goal 3: put meaning behind the word family
Goal 4: make a friend or two... or three.
Goal 5: find a lady friend.
Goal 6: learn to cook as good as mother.
Goal 7: diet.
Goal 8: get a six pack, and not the on and off one thats going on right now, but an indisputable one.
Goal 9: work out, of course.
Goal 10: start making bank.
Goal 11: get an apartment.
Goal 12: dont sway so much in deciding what it is that I want.
Goal 13: fuck the past and dont let stupid shit bother you, cuz hey shit happens. Fuck it.
Goal 14: Don't go crazy.
So it's an on going list but that's mostly what I'm doing fool. School doesn't take up that much time at all and I've got so much free time on my hands. It's like freaking summer, except I sorta have school. Summer school. Ah that's what it's like, Cuz I still go out whenever I want and finish all my homework and study and shit. The classes are pretty easy. Honors might I add. But maybe it's that FJC just isn't the most challenging thing for me, or maybe Troy did prepare me for college. Maybe it's a mixture of both. Who knows. I was reading this thing on snopes.com about some college exam or whatever and this bitch gets to the this essay question and she decides it's too hard so she writes "only god knows". Then the teacher wrote "God get's an A, but you get an F."
So I've decided my only friend who was my age was Brian, and now he's gone. All of my friends are in high school. You know who you hoolagans are. I should have, ya know, planned ahead cuz now you guys are all gonna be in school and doing high school shit. I'll still probably see you guys all the time, but I mean you guys have high school shit. I'll probably needa find a new life on the off time. Fer shure. I dunno high school starts tomorrow and good luck with that. It's back where it started all over again. I remember last year this time. Now it's this year and it's time to start all over again. This is the first day of my life.
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[20 Aug 2006|02:44am] |
fuck this shit.
fucking summer.
straight mother fucking bullshit.
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