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[29 Jun 2004|11:44pm] all i have to say is FUCK LIVE JOURNAL and everyone who uses this... have a great life. im outta here Come on Babe._light my Fire

[27 Jun 2004|08:14pm] [ mood | thoughtful ] so i was told by both of my trainers that i have the potential to go to the olympics. i thought that was nice. so i guess i have something to do for the next 4 years. i think that maybe love is one of those conspiracies. so i have a conspiracy theory. just as peace is impossible to aquire, so is love. it is one of those ideas that arent capable of existing in our demention. its more of a heavenly entity. you can get peace and security in heaven, but not on earth, so i say love is the same way. security is just an idea. there is no possible way to have complete security. no matter how many security checks they put in an airport, a terrorist can still find a way to terrorize. that goes for love too. as much as you think that you might be in love, its impossible. you like them alot. love is perfection and perfection is impossible. i guess the government just wants us to believe in love so that they can keep us in control, control the population, make sure we keep paying our taxes... etc. well thats my theory. its not intended to have a pesimistic tone nor an over enthusiastic tone. the tone is passive because its just a theory. so ive decided that why care about this? that, why be caught up just like so many other people, as they search for something that they may never find? id rather be training for the olympics. haha. whatever. and maybe as im preoccupied by whatever im doing, then maybe i will run into someone who i can like a lot. that brings me to another point. people are too serious in life. everyone assumes that their lives are supposed to go one way, or the other. no one seems to realize that shit happens and it can be as random as a giraffe in a stock exchange. no one is open to this, thus the reason they are so uptight. they all have conformed to some kind of daily agenda, some kind of repitition of tasks. and if something disrupts that order of events, they go crazy. just as if if you say something to someone, and they didnt like they way you said it.. they go on a war path with you. well all i can say is, oh im sorry i said something you didnt like, it happened, now what can you do about it? whenever this happens to me i dont hold anything against them, because shit happens, people make choices that are directly related to the consequence. shit happens, i realize that, and i live on. if people could learn to not have a ball and chain on their ankle and have to act a certain way, then the quality of life would be a lot better than it is. another thing that i have questioned for a while. why do younger people worship MTV? its funny because MTV happens to not only control that TV station, but also controls the magazines that teenagers read, and are a major part of media. im suprised no one has realized this. what i am saying is that MTV has a monopoly on everything that young people spend their time doing. if MTV wants you to wear a certain article of clothing, they advertise it in the magazines. the next day everyone is wearing it, and if you arent, your distasteful and ignorant. whatever MTV wants the kids to do, MTV has the power to make the kids do it. same with music. MTV controls the radio stations, so they decide what goes on the radio and what doesnt. people think they know music, but actually, to know music, you have to know the instruments that plays it. if you dont play that instrument, then you dont know the music. also, you have to be able to listen to music that is at least one decade old. then you have expanded your horizons and have examples of what is good and what is not. nowadays, MTV changes what is a cool song and what isnt about every other day. the people who listen to that music are only exposed to new age music, so they wouldnt know what talent is. if MTV tells them its talent, then apparently its talent. they could put a group on like good charolette, or new found glory, and everyone loves them because MTV says so. but the listeners dont quite realize that the music is the same guitar riff or beat over and over again. therefore, there is no talent involved in the actual music. it is just the same 3 or so notes again and again. another thing kids dont realize these days is that misery loves company. thus the rise of emo. kids love it, because they have a love hate relationship for being depressed. good move MTV. and those of you who listen to music for the lyrics, there is still no talent. most of all of the bands these days sing about their boyfriends/girlfriends breaking up with them. and thats it. there is no purpose to that band being there, becuase they dont have a cause. besides... all of these songs are an average of 2 minutes long, so it would make sense if everyone who listens to whatever MTV puts out on the plate have attention deficit disorder. (" caraline! caraline! roses really smell like poo poo poo") glad to know we are mature. so those people who think they are rebels for listening to MTV, it would be nice to actually realize that they arent really rebels, and if they want to be rebels, they can go burn down some buildings. thats a lot better than being naieve enough to think that your a rebel as your being controlled by a monopoly. one more point. a rebel is someone who tries to change the way something is, but is unsuccessful. a revolutionist is someone who tries to change the way something is, and is succesful. anyways, later. Come on Babe._light my Fire

[23 Jun 2004|11:09pm] [ mood | ecstatic ] so i go to my first day at hapkido to learn boxing, kickboxing, grappling, and wrestling. all i have to say was it was fucking awesome. it was the first time ever doing boxing and kickboxing and i love it. it rivals my love for wrestling. anyways, during the grappling-wrestling period, i learned some pretty cool moves, like how to choke someone several different ways, and minipulate them to do what i want, and also some wrestling moves. there was only 3 of us. me and two 20 year olds who had about 40 pounds on me. we had a round-robin wrestling/grappling match series and i made both of them tap out. tapping out is where you put them in a hold that causes pain or chokes them and what not, and when its bad enough that they cant handle it, they forfeit the match by tapping out. that was fun. during the match, the boxing coach yelled from the other side of the room: " i got 5 dollars on the smaller kid!". so that was awesome. im gunnu love going there. i think ill take up weapons training there which includes ninja knives, num chucks, staffs, katanas, and all sorts of other fun stuff. anyways besides that, which probably bored you to read about, dream theater is the coolest band ever, and it even has its own "dream theater nights" which is awesome. holly is a hunky sexy beast. kyle, are pretzels jewish food? i mean they were around before jesus. hey jameson, what do you call a blonde in between two nuns? two tight ends with a wide receiver. hey alex, what do you call a blonde who has two brain cells? pregnant. PLEASE NOTE: PEACE KILLS. and no, that isnt an oxymoron, just think about it, and it will come to you, unless your pregnant and are a blonde. sorry, maybe i should stop making allusions to previous statements, as i have just realized (as i have many other times before) that most people in this world are stupid, so why should i think the reader is any different? later dumbass _light my Fire

bad fucking day [22 Jun 2004|07:06pm] [ mood | angry ] fucking piece of shit Dream Theater Album: Scenes From A Memory Song: Scene Six: Home [Sleeper:] Shine-lake of fire Lines take me higher My mind drips desire Confined and overtired Living this charade Is getting me nowhere I can`t shake this charade The city`s cold blood calls me home Home it`s what I long for Back somewhere I belong The city - it calls me Decadent scenes from my memory Sorrow - eternity My demons are coming to drown me Help - I`m falling, I`m crawling I can`t keep away from its clutch Can`t have it, this habit It`s calling me back to my home [Miracle:] I remember the first time she came to me Poured her soul out all night and cried I remember I was told there`s a new love that`s born For each one that has died I never thought that I Could carry on with this life But I can`t resist myself No matter how hard I try Living their other life Is getting them nowhere I`ll make her my wife Her sweet temptations calls me home Home it`s what I long for My home where she belongs Her ecstasy - means so much to me Even decieving my own blood Victoria watches and thoughtfully smiles She`s taking me to my home Help - he`s my brother, but I love her I can`t keep away from her touch Deception, dishonor It`s calling me back to my home [N:] Her story - it holds the key Unlocking dreams from my memory Solving this mystery Is everything that is a part of me Help - regression, obsession I can`t keep away from her touch Leave no doubt, to find out It`s calling me back to my home _light my Fire

[21 Jun 2004|12:19pm] [ mood | poetic ] Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day? Thou are more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And Summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd: But thy eternal Summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st: So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. -william shakespeare conversations until three in the morning should be illegal. they can go so far out of hand its crazy. how do people even talk that long? well whatever it is, im sure its exhiliratingly wonderful especially if you can keep the interest going for that long. i would say more, but time is short, and virgin eyes need not be chastized with truth. later Come on Babe._light my Fire

[20 Jun 2004|10:38pm] [ mood | cheerful ] best night since i can remember. riddick is the coolest movie especially if your with the right people, and im not talking about the nerds who actually like the movie. I just hate it when little middle schoolers come over with notepads and take notes on what your doing. GO TAKE YOUR SEAT. fuckin weird kids. anyways, i got home to my parents in their usually agressive moods toward each other... yay... ill make a deal with you.. ill make you go crazy just because i like you. oh baby! later Come on Babe._light my Fire

[20 Jun 2004|04:48pm] [ mood | content ] my uncles wedding was cool. it was on a nice ranch next to the sacramento river. the drive up there and back is short-feeling to my family and i because we drive up there probably 3 times a year. on the way back, i saw that some weird fucker who lives in castaic has a giant metal giraffe in their back yard. its like 2 stories tall. those weird fuckers. anyways it was nice seeing my family again with my mother and brother cussing each other out in front of my grandparents "hey fuck you trevor.." "did you just tell me to fuck off mom? FUCK YOU" thats always fun. i was thinking about a certain someone up there the whole time, thank god im home because it was driving me insane not being able to use my cell phone. later Come on Babe._light my Fire

[17 Jun 2004|12:46pm] [ mood | anxious ] having a four hour phone conversation can be long and lengthy, but if you make it a fun and interesting conversation, then it will fly by in what seems like minutes. i had one of those last night, and ended up going to bed at three... hey whats summer for? exactly that. best phone conversation ive had right there. it was very enjoyable and much more... and meaningful to me and the person who was on the other line (who will remain nameless, but is still obvious who it is) so thats a good note on which to start off your day. hope to have a great day in training. later Come on Babe._light my Fire

just a brief thought [17 Jun 2004|12:06am] StopBeingaShmuck: have a great night Auto response from BurninForYou54: brb StopBeingaShmuck: and don't masterbate too much too ***** StopBeingaShmuck: hahahahahaha is this what friends are for? to tell you what and what not to do? and to pretend that they know everythign that goes through your mind? well all i have to say is this...! ...yea its probably true, but who knows that for sure? dirty minded reader, i know you think im talkign about masturbating to *****, which i could be, but then again im most likely talking about friends.. you decide Come on Babe._light my Fire

[16 Jun 2004|03:07pm] TO kicked ass in passing league.. hey austin, if your reading this, and victoria likewise, i had no part in what happened to victorias house, so dont accuse me even though your mom is suspicious of it. and no austin, im not going to go attack your new car. make a porno for 25$? hmm, interesting. i would have to decline on that one. hey kyle... you want some ice cream soup? why did we leave that out all night? the spoon was like a whole foot below the top. jameson and alex: know too much about computer... they will just simply hack you and put a few thousand dollars debt on your checking acount. holly, i have a new one... haha. nina, i dont know about that whole duck pond idea, how about video games? holly, i think you should try that tabasco thing. jameson, dont go for that girl in the year book who wants you really bad... trust me on this one haha. look at that seniors face! lol. hey kyle, we all know your favorite yearbook picture, and its not in TO's.. lol Come on Babe._light my Fire

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