1. Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me,
for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me either. Just pretty much
leave me the hell alone.
2. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and
3. It's always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal your
neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it.
4. Don't be irreplaceable If you can't be replaced, you can't be
Change in seasons? or is it just a change in me?
I don't know, but things are changing.
Change is....good? Sure...evolution, survival of the fittest.
Will I survive? Or just left in the sands of time?
Ever question yourself? Question yourself, your heart, your motives.
I do....always question others, never trusting, not matter how close they are, or how much they trust or love me. Many may see this as a fault, but I regard my introverted apathy and loathing as a gift. Stay distant to them, stay close to yourself.
Creativity comes easy this way...abstract thoughts. Songs flow from me it seems........not usually, but when they do, I'm shocked at how fast they come. This self-loathing, exter
Here's something I found on the net about some guy's experince taking LSD. I think its beautiful.
Here it goes:
today i tripped balls
one of my friends hooked me up with some acid (three hits)
and a fat blunt
cause i helped him out with a problem he had
so i left school at like 2... all i had was study hall
and i went home
and i put a hit on my tongue
boy that s*** was like sour
not warhead sour
sh** i cant explain it
one hit (the one i took) had a red and y
Well, another fine night...another fine night indeed.
Christmas holidays, pretty good......got a mandolin, a Jack Johnson CD, clothes, my brothers got a gamecube. Pretty good year.
I'm feeling like *doody now, but I'll be damned if I put that on the 'net.
For those of you that don't have it, download the song "Your Ex-Lover is Dead" by Stars, and "Warning Sign" by Coldplay.
"Your Ex-Lover Is Dead"
God that was strange to see you again
Introduced by a friend of a friend
Yeah, well, it didnt go good......
She broke up with me this morning...she said that she thoguht she liked me, but after we where out saturday night, she realized taht she only liked me more as a friend, and wanted to spend more time with me...and that she still liked the other guy.
...Well, I was just blindsided, and rather...mad...about it all.
Mid terms in a week and I've hardly studied....CRAP!!!!!!!!! French is going to be sick, and I have no clue about Healthy Living...it's all *twadle So, it looks like I've got my plate full for the next week or two.
There was a dance Friday. The dance itself sucked hard...like, the worst I've ever been too. But, it was a laugh over to a friends place before the dance. All I have to say is that I have a new found appreciation for Gatoraid bottles, pens, and electrical tap.
My love she throws me like a rubber ball
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
She won`t catch me or break my fall
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
Baby`s got blue skies up ahead
But in this I`m a rain cloud
You know she likes a dry kind of love
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
I`m losing you
Hey hey hey, I`m losing you yeah
Ain`t love the sweetest thing
I wanted to run but she made me crawl
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
Eternal fire, she turned me to straw
Oh oh, the sweetest thing
We've all done stupid things. And, we've all laughed at someone licking a metal post on a cold day. This is the best of both worlds.
Last friday, me and some friends went down through some trails to our usually spot where we hang out. These trails run along our harbour, and over a brook, and through a bunch of trees. So, we go into the little clearing in the trees and just start talking, and having a laugh.
So, we get a bit bored, and decide to stand on the bridge, and just over look the to
Well, as school draws to a close and summer begins, I'm in my last 2 or 3 weeks here on UM. I'm leaving the province for 6 weeks to get my Glider pilots licence. Here's what I'm going to be flying:
It's gonna be alot of hard work...something like 25 exams, aside from the flying time and the big Transport Canada exam...put I'm really excited about this, and am more then up to the challenge.
Wow, another boring saturday night. Friends are all gone places, and I have nothing to do. So, I watched Hellboy, and now I'm groovin' out to some music. Pink Floyd, Goo Goo Dolls...bunch of mellow stuff. I've found that listening to this type of music helps me connect with myself in a way. Its odd, but I like it. Makes me feel......more "at peace" with myself. And with exams coming around, and my self esteem low for some reason, I need all the help i can get.
So, the other night I dreamnt I was in the Shark, riding shotgun in the desert, Bill Murhay driving, and Hunter in the back. Interesting to say the least. So, as I sit and comprehend it, I'm going to try to live up to that...gonzo as much as I can.
"It never got weird enough for me"
On another note, check out the two bands to the left.
I'm sat here, reading various blogs, listening to various songs, thinking various things...just bordering on the edge of insanity. A lot of chaotic (edited)stuff has happened rescently, between myself, and a group of friends who shall remain nameless for the sake if only us knowing the details...you guys know who you are. It involved my group of friends "kicking out" another person, whom, in my humble and probably flawed opinion, had it comming for a long time. Things where said, lies where told
My friends mom died Friday......she had only been diagnosed with a brain anuerysm 2 weeks before, had the surgery a week before. But, she feel into a coma, and just never woke up.
I can't even grasp it. Just 42, and no warning, no time to deal, say her goodbyes, her "I love you's". Not that I was particularly close to her, or her daughters for that matter, but in a small town like this (3000 people) it's always felt. She was involved in EVERYTHING, and shes one of those people that always smil
Change is good.
Break the mold, watch it burn. Take the ash, make a-new. Abandon everything, start fresh, burn your bridges. So many metaphors, so many cliches......all saying the same basic thing. Some of us don't like change......some run from it, some embrace it. Other's long for it, hunt it down, make it their own. I do. Don't live in the past, live for today, think of tomorrow only after tonight.
I need a change. Want a change.
Schools out, no difference. Relief, sure. Excitement? No
Going to St. John's for a music trip.............meaning a damn 13 or so hour bus ride. Fun Fun Fun.
We get to play, and do this clinic type thing. Then there's your normal tours/museums/landmarks and the like.
On a plus side though, we get to see a jazz band on Friday night, and, more importantly....the Montreal Orchestra on Saturday! Yes, I'm very jacked for that.
This is all.
Alright, my blog is being stupid and refusing to post my previous entry, so I'll have a go at another...
Midterms back today...here's my marks
French - 76
Math - 73
Healthy Living - 74
Science - 89.5
History - 92
English - 74
I pulled off these marks without studdying, so I figure that if I start studying, I can easily get 90's. I'm going to try to acheve this from now on...haha, I guess you can consider this a really delayed New Year's resolution.
Well...I'm going to try to
This Tuesday it would have been Kurt Cobains 40th birthday, and it marked the 2nd year since Hunter S. Thompsons death. The impact both of them have had on my life is huge......our world's worse off without them.
RIP, Gonzo Forever!
Hey. FIrst blog entry, this should be fun . New tears last night was wicked. Friends of mine came over, sso we played X box, set off fire works, had a good time. But, I couldnt help but think of all the deaths in South East Asia. Its saddens me. I hope the families of the dead make it through as best they can. Yeah, Im tired, and cant think of much to say. So, I'll add to this as i start to wake up.
~~~~~~~~~LATER THAT DAY~~~~~~~~~~
I've been working on my forum a lot today. goin p
I really don't.
Monday means (above all else):
a ) A new school week, and
b ) 5 more days until I can get a decent amount of sleep.
I just don't like the feel of Monday. Tuesday isn't bad at all, as Tuesday doesn't really have this feel. If you seen the episode of Seinfield where George and Jerry talk about this, then you know what I mean. If you, by some chance or another, don't know what these feelings are, then let me attempt to break it down for you.
Monday just fe