I'm about 10 hours in to my two week vacation. It's already been pretty fun. I went to Eastridge immediately following the four hour day at school. Its kinda funny because i ran into my cousin over there. Anyway, a big thanks goes out to pinche gordo for standing in line for me. The day at school was pretty fun too. I think I played more guitar and cards in those 4 hours than in my collective life. It was pretty fun. And I don't know who to thank for those radass eggrolls. Oxker or Long Phoung. Oh ya and Kriss is gonna learn how to play bass because he wants to "Make the Band." What a baffoon. Geez, I hope he's not reading this. (sarcastically) Because, you know, He'd totally beat the Hotdog and Bean out of me! Completely jumping subjects here, anyone know that Boyz II Men album that came out in 2000. I think it was entitled "Nathan Michal Shawn Wanya." Well, in any case, its has just become like my favorite album ever. I guess this would be because nowadays R&B sucks crap. And even the worst of Boyz II Men's work soars high above all other R&B today. This is obvisously the reason why I have two poles.

Jumping subjects again, now that I know that a Kangaroo Tart have become intimately aquainted with a buck toothed, ugly, piece of crap, I kinda wanna make my lyrics of the day "Blink 182 - Dysentary Gary" I'm feelin that song right now. Only two people in the world should understand what i just typed, but thats ok because who the hell else should be looking at this page.

I know the preceding entry must have been near impossible to understand for anyone. If you're important you should know what I'm saying. But if you have any questions then go ask Jeeves or some shit, don't come whining to me on my IMer about "What's a Kangaroo Tart?" or "Why Hodog and Bean?" I have better things to do with my damn time! Crap, there are my two poles at work again!

"Hey, Johnny. What is this picture is?"

OK, Dumbass. They're swords. I dunno. I just wanted to put swords all over the place. Swords are like the best guy. Check it out. Who's the best FFX guy? Auron. What weapon did he wield? Sword. Bam, two points for me! And that Xiahou Dun of Dynasty Warriors 3 has one fat-ass sword. And Diablo 2. Best weapon? Crystal sword. And I'm kinda getting in to base ball. And a bat is kind of like a sword. And umm... The best line, "Ima slice you..." What do you use to slice? Thats right! Scissors!

Shit! this entry freaking sucks!!! I have to confess. I didn't write this on my own will. Some bastard just kept nagging me. And i bet $1,000,000,000,000 that he was just trying to get his crap ass name on my page. So you know what? Fuck it. I'm not saying his name, just to piss him off. And I am through. §=^0 hehe thats supposed to be and afro. Oh well, forget about it.

Lyrics: The guy that made me write this sucks really bad, I should freaking shoot him and make his mom real sad.

If you have a good idea for a new background song, IM me.

Man it's been a while, huh? I suppose that It'd be fair to give you a quick recap of whats been going on. Let's see here, oh yea, no more Indy for me! I'm going to MP, now. Man, if you didn't already know that, then just go die or something. Hmm.. I'm going to go see No Doubt and Garbage in concert tommorrow!!! It's gonna be sooo cool! Hey, I'm getting back in to Robotech! I guess it all started with the game coming to PS2, and i guess it was all over from there. Man, how about that Lisa Hayes, huh? Anyway, I better get some sleep. BUT FIRST!

some lyrics:

I've been away for much to long, I hope you still feel I belong...(i think i forgot the word to this song)

but the point is, I've gotta write in this thing more often.

Hahaha, It's only been about 4 months since the last time I wrote in this. I didn't forget, i was just busy (jerk jerk). So today, I was provoked to write in my journal. I feel that it is my responsibilty to the world, to share how pissed off i am. I couldn't take my permit test today, because this freaking ass ung do wouldn't accept my birth document thing. Fuck him. Anyway, I'm in the middle of my winter break right now, and it is good. I'm getting in to starcraft again. It's really choice! Hey, does anyone know how to get starcraft to play in a window? IM me if you do. Oh ya, MP is pretty cool. I think I'm having a much better time here than back at Indy. No buyers remorse there! You guys know what's good, Chef Boyardee Ravioli, Beefaroni and Spaghetti! Italians are so smart! And they can organize crime! And ummm.. i got a GameCube for my birthday! Metroid is kinda cool, but Starcraft is better, eventhough i suck at it.Why do i suck at starcraft? who can teach me to be good? If you can teach me to be good, come over and i will give you a can of chef boyardee to teach me to be good. And I think Kerrigan is hotter as a Zerg than as a terran. but, oh well. Dude! i got these KFC coupons in the mail! I'm hella eating there tomorrow! isn't kylie minogue a little too fine to be 68 years old? i thought so too. Man, I know you guys know some of those fuckers who feel all sad, and write justin timberlake lyrics on there AIM profile. What the fuck are their problems?! What a bunch of fags. One could argue that i need to mind my business, or maybe I'm insensative. The the person who would argue that, would be... a bitch. A sorry, sorry bitch. Well, i guess thats it tonight! one hunned, mah weepolation!

lyrics: "fuck the ung do, fuck the ung do, fuck him." or how about, "I shot the ung do, but i didn't shoot the DMV"

Hopefully, you guys heard by now. I got my permit. But there is still one problem that remains. Who the hell is gonna teach me to drive? My dad can teach me on weekends when he's not busy. But he's so often busy! And the same for my mom! I actually feel kinda sorry for them. Like, holy shit, you guys are so busy, and i can do nothing but sit around the house all day because i can't drive. Is that what catch 22 is? What a dilemma.... "no matter what i do... uhh." Sorry, i had to. So i might finally see Cradle 2 the Grave tommorrow. 4 weeks after opening night, but who cares. Better late than never. Jet Li is so freaking strong! he can do anything he wants! He's like some kind of superhero. i feel like a child, and he's like a power ranger! i bet he can do a lot of jumping jacks! So, something effected me that makes me want to say this. Anyone reading this, rememeber this bit of information. Say your "please's and thank you's." And feel free to give the people around you a compliment or two. It might really help them through the day. You hear that? Be nice, unless you are angry... then do not hesitate to unleash it! Bottle up anger might provoke you to shoot up school and all that bad stuff. So thats all for now, folks. Peace easy!

Muthafuka, its been a while, once a gain. No i haven't for got about you, my life is just that boring. So i was just looking back at my last entry, and that was just a little after Cradle 2 tha Grizzy came out. It is now official that i am far too lazy to keep up with this god forsaken potato...something or other. I suppose i should let you know that i got my license! and uhhh, ummm.... a muthafukin' Eclipse! '95, and don't try to race me, I'll just turn left and flee like the coward I am. I now, i can officially consider myself happy. Thats right, I'm happy. For a long time a was just this cup that was filled to the brim with anger and hatred, but now, it has all gone away. My life is finally how I want it to be. Can you guys tell that I've been working on my metaphors? But really, no more baby-momma-drama, of that shitty ass high school, that shall remain nameless (I liked MP). And finally my first steps of freedom, with mah new ride! Hehe. I have all of the friends that i want and none of the enemies that I don't. But the thing that made me realize this is reading other peoples journals. All the Xangas and Livejournals are filled with epic hate poems and punk lyrics. Looking at these gave me time to reflect on my own life. Nothing truly tragic has happened enough for me to have to complain. I figure that you're gonna live the next day of your life, whether you live it with a smile or a frown. So why not just live it smiling? I'm not gonna lie either, i shit talk as much as the next person, but i don't really hate who I'm talking about, i just need to speak of their annoying habits, or what not. But there is not one person, in my circle of people, that I truly, deeply hate. And another thing, for all you pessimists out there, quit being such faggot assed pussies. You can't feel pain without having felt satisfaction in the first place. My favorite example, you cant feel hunger unless you've once been fulfilled. But thats just me, I just a happy. Thats right, a happy. Try using adjectives like nouns. Its a solid 5 minutes of good times, if you do it right. If you dont get it, then you're like a gay. But going back to the subject, perhaps i just dont know pain. Perhaps it was wrong of me to call some of you pussy kissing bitches. Perhaps I am wrong and you really do have a reason to be mad. All I know is that I am happy. Happy... Happy... Joy... Joy. By the way, what do you guys think is a better verb, Cracked, or Busted? You know, like "He got cracked in the leg with a flail!" or "She got busted in the head with some nunchucks!" You guys have to bear with me, Its like 2am, and I'm just typing for the hell of it. After reading this, you've probably wasted aout 10 minutes of your life. But I can safely say that i know for a fact that no one reads this sorry ass web page. Anyways, I gotta outy like a trouty, but I'll leave you with this bit of extremely important advise:

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So anh mike sends me this email reminding me that i still have this thing. he say i should write something in it and he also say... it should go a little something like thiiiiiisss:

Fashiggamail!

This is what inside of a potato makes for does.

I wanna send a shout out to that fool Ox-Cart. The Ox-Cart that he is rockin' is a old Beetle. Fool rocks it old school. Very, very old school.

My name is 20. I'm the same age as the current Jordans, always. I should always get J's on my birthday, but they don't drop until after my birthday. So fool's just wish me happy birthday and I say Jeah.

My uncle, Anh Mike, is old now. Almost as old as Ox-Cart's beetle. He's depressed all the time because he's so fat. He says he doesn't enjoy anything anymore. Well, except for food and *hand motion.*

I bet that fool Brian (he look like Kobe Brian!) is going to buy the defining momen's package. Then he's going to complain about how he got bills to pay. Nigga.

Always fade your dome. Out.