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[21 Mar 2006|08:44pm] |
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After this there will most likely be no more. Its too much of a hassle and I really dont feel like explaining everything all over again to a hypertext so people can pretend to care. Its too gross.
My parting words are just some little tidbits of advice:
>Never trust a pretty face
>Find the people you like and just run away somewhere
>Be thankful of the shit you have. It can and will go away.
>Express yourself
oh..and fuck myspace. Its a tool used to create drama and inner-clique warfare because someone was not on someones top 8.
Here is my top 8
8)Me
7)Me
6)Me
5)Me
4)Me
3)Me
2)Me
1)..oh hell..all of my friends..blegh.
Haha. Im so fuckin'...everything...haha..
wow..... Bye guys
Fin (for serious, not for play-play)
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[19 Jan 2006|04:48pm] |
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People are so uninterested in my journal. Maybe its because I never tell anyone what happens in my day. Its too boring to do that, but...ok...just this once
MATT'S PLAY BY PLAY
5:30am-Alarm goes off
5:32am-I wake up
5:45am-I have taken a lovely shower and pulled my hair back
5:46am-Breakfast
5:54am-Listen to music and get dressed
6:06am-hope my bus driver didn't decide to come early
6:30am-Transfer
6:31am-I have pissed off at least one person
6:40am-busses leave for Blake
7:15am-busses reach Blake
7:30am-Orchestra
9:00am-Homeroom
++++By this point, time is dead to me++++
am- A.P American Government from hell
am-Lunch
pm-A.P U.S History
pm-English III Honors with the psycho samurai Mista Dr. Karon
2:45pm-School is out
pm-bus home
pm-unknown ammount of pissed off people
4:27pm-Home
11:00pm-sleep
Rise and repeat
God that was boring. Ew. See? My entries are fine without this boring drivel. I guess. I dunno I am pretty boring
Gross.
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[07 Jan 2006|08:33pm] |
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"You should always be able to tell the one you love what is wrong; Unless, of course, whats wrong is the one you love."
-Cassius Grahm
For Rayne:
Once upon a time I was of the mind
To lay your burden down
And leave you where you stood
And you believed I could
You'd seen it done before
I could read your thoughts
Tell you what you saw
And never say a word
Now all that is gone
Over with and done-never to return
I can tell you why
People die alone
I can tell you I'm
A shadow on the sun
Staring at the loss
Looking for a cause
And never really sure
Nothing but a hole
To live without a soul
And nothing to be learned
I can tell you why
People go insane
I can show you how
You could do the same
I can tell you why
The end will never come
I can tell you I'm
A shadow on the sun
Shapes of every size
Move behind my eyes
Doors inside my head
Bolted from within
Every drop of flame
Lights a candle in
Memory of the one
Who lives inside my skin
I can tell you why
People go insane
I can show you how
You could do the same
I can tell you why
The end will never come
I can tell you I'm
The shadow on the sun
Audioslave- Shadow in the Sun
Goodnight. Goodnight. Parting is such sweet sorrow.
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[16 Dec 2005|04:23pm] |
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Merry Eks Mass. Soon it will be here.
An update: I have recieved Reel Big Fish: We're only happy 'till you're happy.
That is all.
Oh , and to my dearest Hobbit Remi:
I luff joo.
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| Wish List for the Ages |
[03 Dec 2005|10:52am] |
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Here Ye Here Ye
Attention to all
Behold! My Christmas/Birthday list! For, like, the next 4 years.
To make things easier, I decided to break them into catagories.
Try not to be too excited
CDs
*System of a Down: Hypnotize
*System of a Down: Mezmerize
*The God Awfuls: Next Stop Armageddon
*The Mr.T Experience: ...And the Women Who Love Them
*The Mr.T Experience: Love is Dead
*Reel Big Fish: We're Not Happy 'Till You're Happy
*Reel Big Fish: Everything Sucks
*The Mighty Mighty Bosstones: Jacknife to a Swan
*NOFX: Punk in Drublic
*NOFX: Pump up the Valuum
*The Offspring: Splinter
*Mingus Big Band: Blues and Politics
DVDs
*Slackers
*National Lampoon's Van Wilder
*National Lampoon's Animal House
*Family Guy: Stewie the Untold Story
Xbox Games
*Gun (Xbox 360)
*Marvel Nemesis: Rise of the Imperfects
*Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory
*Silent Hill 4: The Room
*Star Wars Battlefront 2
*Far Cry: Instincts
*The Suffering: Ties That Bind
*Dead or Alive 3
*The Matrix: Path of Neo
*Halo
*Hunter the Reckoning
*Hunter the Reckoning-Redeemer
*Tony Hawk's Underground 1 or 2
Computer Games
*Unreal Tournament 2004
*Outlaws
*Quake
*Quake 2
Misc.
*Lighters
*Knives
*Anything Invader Zim
*Anything Harley Quinn from Batman
*Anything Joker from Batman
*Spawn Action Figures, specifically "Gunslinger"
There you have it. Now I NEVER WANT TO HEAR THE QUESTION QUOTE WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR CHRISTMAS/BIRTHDAY QUESTION MARK UN-QUOTE EVER AGAIN.
That is all
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No. Fuck you. YOU LYING SACK OF FLAMING SHIT! YOU ARE NOTHING! NOTHING! YOU ARE THE FUCKING SCUM ON THE BOTTOM OF MY SHOES.
Lying son of a bitch. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!!!
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[25 Nov 2005|09:31am] |
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Thanksgiving was rather good. I ate a lot. What is this, a 5th grade essay? Damn. Let me try again
Thanksgiving was interesting. I got fat. M-u-u-u-ch better.
So I made a big mistake. A HUGE mistake, and if you want to help me with the error of all errors, you'll have to call me when I get home on monday. I can't discuss it on here simply because I don't want the word getting around BHS. Not anymore, that is.
With that intermission gone, now is the time to talk about me again. YAY!
So lets see. Thanksgiving. Play by play.
.Slept at the cousin's house, stayed up beating Jade Empire (WHICH WAS GLORIOUS)
.Woke up late
.Gave thanks at their church
.went back
.messed with his friends on AIM
.loaded food into car
.waited about 3 hours at the grandparent's house
.ate
.argued about everything. (Politics and history and anything we could bitch about)
.rinse and repeat
There you go. Another family gathering. I did have fun though. I love arguing. A bunch of Irish and British people in one room with wine=good times.
Here's a question: Spitting Image? What?! why is it called that. Spitting Image..
It's your baby, Remi
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[24 Nov 2005|06:47am] |
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Happy Thanksgiving. Go get fat. It builds character.
Unless you're already fat. Then don't. Please. For the love of all that is bulletproof: DON'T.
So, now that that P.S.A is out of the way, I might as well tell the whole world about my life. Hooray!
As of now, I have nothing to report though. Thats sad. Oh, except the fact that I am a liar. Hooray again.
You know what really pisses in my cornflakes? People who just leave. Just up and leave with no real explination or proper goodbyes. Like fucking Peter Parker bullshit. Thanks for nothing you stupid little girl. I hope you have fun drowing in your own shit of a life. Welcome home.
Oh, and to the girl who destroyed my friend's heart because she is a flirty little harlot:
Please. Please, please, please, PLEASE.
DIE. In a rather unpleasent train wreck. No one will miss you. You're a stupid whore with no self esteem.
Go fuck yourself with a ballpoint pen.
Oh and by the way.....I'm pregnant.
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| Thats my bathing suit area... |
[18 Oct 2005|04:58pm] |
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Due to a rather unfortunate invasion of my privacy, this journal will become friends only after this entry. Don't worry; if you comment on my journal regularly or I like you, you are most likely already on that list. If you're not sure, comment. Be advised after today, it WILL NOT change.
Now that thats out of the way, I would like to announce that I am tired of PDA.
EVERYWHERE I go there it is. People making love babies in my face. Not something I want to see. Ever. If I ruled the world, I would make it illegal. It's simply too disgusting.
My friend told me I never mention names in my entries. Thats very true. The reason? I don't want to deal with people asking me "what I meant when I said that" and blah blah blah.
I feel so awkward now...people reading this journal who I don't want reading it...
Ahh..subject change. You ever had that friend of yours who everyone likes but he/she doesn't like anyone of them because he/she is afraid to date and you tell him/her you like them and they tell you they can't date you because you're a friend and you believe it like a moron then they go and DATE SOMEONE?!!!??! Oh no it gets better. Then. THEN they use their new found revelation that they are attractive to hit on every guy/girl ever. EVER. ITS SO WRONG I CAN'T STAND IT!!! AND IF YOU SAY ANYTHING THEY'LL ONLY SAY "OH YOU'RE OVER-REACTING BLAH BLAH BULLSHIT BLAH!!!!!!!!!!!
Long story short, I will do my best to avoid her. You should too.
wow...run on sentance...
Anyway, to all in the area of Tampa...or even in Florida for that matter...
The CV, Safety and PBC are having a show at the Spot. Its 5 bucks you cheap bastards. Oh and they dont suck. So come. Well...the CV sucks..but thats ok =)
Im kidding Brett you know I love you.
In a completely natural way...I swear.
Oops. I mentioned a name. Damn.
FRANK!
Hah thats 2 names!
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| Now with 25% more fun! |
[13 Oct 2005|09:10pm] |
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How was homecoming you ask?
Drama, drama, drama. That is IT. I thought it was funny, but the people mad at me didn't. People are too busy being caught up in their egos. Haha.
Why does EVERYONE hate gamers? Do people think we really go out and kill people because we see Hayabusa do it? NO! WE DONT! GO FUCK YOURSELF JACK!!!!!
So now that thats over, I would like to announce that I almost died a few days ago when I tried to turn at 45 mph. Hooray! but im ok. My pants were soiled though. I liked those pants...
STALKERS STALKERS EVERYWHERE YES EVEN IN YOUR SINK.
I cant stand them. And they're always that fat dumpy chics who think you're great because you have mis-matched socks. Seriously, I like the attention..but please...PLEASE...fuck off.
I mean that in the nicest way possible.
"Other answers I would have accepted would've been 'no', 'no thank you' and 'fuck you.'"
No, Dorothy, I actually hated Kansas. And that stupid fairy.
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| Homecoming |
[08 Oct 2005|03:25pm] |
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Tonight is homecoming. That is all.
Come and get it.
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[02 Oct 2005|05:19pm] |
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Things are difficult when you don't have a working computer in your house with internet access. I am hacked into my mom's laptop (Primative firewalls. Humpf) so consider yourself loved.
So, although I now have a purpose, I am beginning to feel the pressures and lonliness of single life. It's harder than I thought to keep an upbeat attitude when everyone IGNORES you. Pfft. Who needs 'em.
Being single isn't all that bad though. You get to flirt with whomever you please...sorta...kinda...oh hell there really isn't ANYTHING great about it except that I no longer have to put up with the emotions and useless crap that comes from relationships.
It seems to me, though, that everyone else is getting into one and I am left behind like a fat kid at an amusment park with a corndog in his mouth.
"you should concider yourself lucky. for my lips will never touch yours my love."
someone wrote this in my comments. I find it interesting. Like one of those lame movies with Sandra Bullock in them. Still, mrs (or mr.?!) anonymous should write me back sometime. We all need a little amusment.
IN OTHER NEWS
Ska is Dead 3 was glorious. That is all.
only 29 days until Halloween. Are you ready?
Oooo. Ominous.
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| Why do all girls think they're Matt? er...Fat... |
[09 Sep 2005|10:31pm] |
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Oh mysterious gamer woman...where art thou..
So today was uneventful. I managed to scrape together 3 assignments for AP US History before they were due in only 1 period. I amaze myself. All the time.
So, why is it that whenever I see this girl, I can't really talk? I kinda just sputter and drool all over myself and then she just keeps walking. Thanks a lot. Pffft. Never try for the pretty ones; THEY JUST PLAIN SUCK.
September 25 is Guys Night. Daughters beware.
Next freshman to piss me off gets stabbed. With my Keen Adamentine Bastard Sword of Might +5. I swear to Cake.
You ever had a really crazy revelation? Like an epiphany? Its GLORIOUS! I feel so complete; I have descovered my meaning in life!!!
But im too lazt to explain it, so just go to bed cozy with the fact the Matt now has a purpose. Heck yes.
Got to feel woke up inside again
Got to feel less broke more fixed
Got to feel when I got outside myself
Got to feel when I touched your lips
You know. It's weird. I've never kissed somebody like I kissed her. Wow.
yes I know. "IM SO MYSTERIOUS"
Complaints I recieve:
.All you talk about are girls
.All you talk about are video games
.All you talk about is your sarcasm
.All you do is depress me
.All you do is rant and complain
.you're naive
Well...that maybe true.
But...
I'm magically delicious. Come on now. You know.
The Lesson For Today: Don't get worked up over nothing. Like complaints.
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| You ever get that feeling? |
[03 Sep 2005|03:20pm] |
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I swear to every diety that life likes to piss in my mailbox. Always.
So, every time something good happens, it is usually ALWAYS instantly countered by something less awesome. Like frickin' not having any money and having to borrow 8 bux to get in to the show I wanted to. Fuckin' luck.
I realize now that in order for me to be liked, I will need to be nice, polite, curtious, and occaisionally humourous.
How about no.
How about I could care less. Things have done nothing bad add to my negative outlook on things. Its retarded.
I figure; you wanna be my friend, like me for who I am. If not; im only polite to my parent's friends, my friend's parents, and my parent's parent's friends. Politeness to just used to show that you can wipe your mouth and your ass without blinking.
I went to a lovely show at the Orphium last night. My favorite pants ripped though and I practically died of...like...i dunno what it was by I couldn't stand up. I blame the Polish.
*NEWSFLASH* We are entering the next Great Depression. That is all.
In happier news, I have good grades for once. An 88 in Physics Hon., a 93 in Philosophy Hon., a 95 in Orchestra II, and a....73 in A.P U.S History.
Oh shut up its almost a B
good grades= my car. Which is good. Because then I can drive far far far away. Maybe even to Canada, where you can drink, smoke, and not have gas at $10,000,000 a gallon.
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[13 Aug 2005|10:27pm] |
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So no one likes to read a lot. Lazy fucks.
I'll get to the point. I met someone the other day and they changed my life.
That is all.
*"There's no 'I' in 'Team', Griff."
*"Yeah? Well there's no 'U' in 'Team' either! So I guess if I'M not on the team, and *YOU'RE not on the team, THE TEAM SUCKS! THERE IS NO GOD DAMN TEAM
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| Grand Theft Auto, San Andreas: The Controversial Sex Scene |
[07 Aug 2005|01:26pm] |
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As you all may or may not know, our dearly beloved Rockstar Games released its ultra sexy new sequel to the multi-million Grand Theft Auto series in early June for the Xbox. The rating for this ho-killing, pimp-bashing, bustin'-caps-in-yo-ass-biyatch! game was 'M' for Mature. Clearly marked underneath the rating were the reasons:
*Blood and Gore
*Intense Violence
*Strong Language
*Strong Sexual Content
*Use of Drugs
A real winner in the eyes of many eager gamers. Those lucky enough to bypass the new 17+ law for purchasing Mature games enjoyed the pure graphic bliss that was Grand Theft Auto. Then there was a problem...
For years, parents and politicians have been very angry at both Rockstar Games and at the gaming community in general for "corrupting society". These livid soccer moms and bureaucrats laid the blame of columbine and teen violence on the tight-lipped Tommy Vercetti from Grand Theft Auto III and his creators. Moms and Dads alike protested and threw tantrums that their eight to ten year old children were mimicking this game in all its evil entirety. Rockstar and even more angry gamers argued that these things happen in real life and that it should be the parents responsibility, not the company.
Needless to say, the P.T.C, (Parent's Television Council), was highly upset, but cooled their jets none the less. Then the infamous "Hot Coffee Mod" came out for the PC version of GTA:SA. This mod allowed horny viewers to witness what really happens when anti-hero Carl "C.J" Johnson gets his mack on with the ladies he dates. The scene is about as hardcore as what you get in a rated R movie, but nonetheless stirred up the ever-ready hornet nest known as Hillary Clinton.
The P.T.C, always ready for a fight, came on strong with their "Protect Our Children" banner and managed to finally hit the knees of Rockstar's foundation: The Youth.
Dealing a rather serious blow to the rating system, Hillary demanded to have the rating changed from 'M' to the once thought mythical, 'AO' for Adults Only. Now only people 18+ can buy the controversial title.
Although the rating has changed, this does not take away from the fact that parents need to pay attention to what their kids buy with their money. If they miss the giant M on the front and back of the games, then that sounds like a personal problem to me.
Please angry volvo-drivers; watch your stupid kids and leave the gaming community be. We already have to deal with enough ridicule from the ladies. Come on.
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[07 Aug 2005|01:20pm] |
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A new year begins. New people, new controversy, new pains-in-my-ass; exactly what I asked for Christmas. Thanks for nothing santa, you fatass.
Perhaps if I was different, I would enjoy a lot more things. Then again, if maybe I was different, people would probibally still get on my nerves. Mucho.
Fuck I hate thinking. Thats all I do. Think.
No. You're right. I don't like you.
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| Quickie |
[31 May 2005|12:03am] |
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Rayne and I are done
I don't hate her anymore
She has a BF
The world is a better place
Thats like almost a haiku!
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| The Exam |
[07 May 2005|07:36pm] |
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The A.P Exam was yesterday and to tell you the truth, I feel like someone stole my soul like some kind of crazy voodoo style.
I need that soul. To sell for stuff. Like concert tickets and video games...
::obvious no-life showing::
So I fixed my problem. yay!
Agh! I was supposed to go to a concert tonight, but I reallly don't feel like bookin' it all the way down to St.Pete just for 4 bands. No ma'am.
Plus I don't have 7 bux. I'm so broke it's not even funny.
I need to get money. REALLY BAD. Mother's day, aniversaries, birthdays, blah blah blah, they all cost money. Money that I don't have.
Someone give me a suggestion that is not:
1) get a job
2) a lawn care service
3) prostitution
4) anything ILLEGAL (hint hint Logan)
>_< f'in capitalism. Stupid stupid stupid.
Lets see...what else. Oh yeah. I went to a poetry reading and I was rather dissappointed. They ranged from "GO AWAY!" to "BE MY POET GOD" and unfortunatly, most SUCKED. It's ok though. Some were very pleasing. Poetry is fun. yay!
Watch RedVsBlue all you losers like me. It'll make you smile.
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[22 Apr 2005|04:41pm] |
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You ever had a problem that you can't fix and you can't tell anyone else about it because they give you really gay advice? advice like: "Just go with the flow!" or "Do what your heart says." or "TURN LEFT!! LEFTT!!!"
It's one of those times where you have to rely on yourself. That's kinda gay too.
I want people to help ME for once instead of me doing it myself. I'll probibally just end up doing what I always do and just tough it out.
Whatever.
So Knights of the Old Republic II is cheaper than I thought. Saw one for $26.95 plus tax and another for $25.98 plus tax.
Too bad I spend my cash too quick.
I need a f'in job. Like, bad.
I have tried about every store I can think of at least three times, but obviously no one wants me. yay! I'll just go rob a bank or something :)
I can now add "Hitman 2: Silent Assassin" to the list of games I have beaten. It was a lot like Splinter Cell which was a bit dissappointing.
But you get to dress up. It was great!
Done
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