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12/22/04 (kal)
What's wrong, fool? Didn't think you'd ever see me again? Well it may have been 15 months since my last post, but that didn't mean the site was dead, no, of course not. I just took... a little break. Wow, seriously. The last time I posted was in the beginning of 11th grade. Wow. Holy crap, that's just dawning on me now. I somehow managed to avoid this site for a year and three months. I don't know how I did it, and it really doesn't seem like that long, but I'm back for now. Don't expect an update a day, or even once a month, but just know that I'm still here.
What's happened in my life lately, you ask? Well, despite last years sudden drop in appreciation for music, this year it came back twenty-seven fold. I have over 450 cds now, many of them by my newest groups of interest. Wow, I haven't updated at all in 2004, that's a lot of missed stuff. I don't even remember the kind of stuff I was doing in january through about....... yesterday. But anyways, my three groups I've been splurging on lately have been Billy Joel, Elton John, and David Bowie. Yes, in previous years there was hostility towards Bowie on this site, but that was all an ugly misleadance by Alice Boris, whose name now has no significance anywhere. In fact, I'm amazed that I remember it. I haven't even seen Alyssa since tenth grade, really. Oh, I just checked her old site, and it's apparantly for her artwork studios. Last time I checked she was a starving artist who was willing to give away her paintings for very small amounts. Huh, strange what checking up on stuff brings back. Anyways, Bowie rocks the shit out of my colon, and I'm in the process of buying everything he's ever put out, just like I did with Billy Joel... except for that Cold Spring Harbor... I can't find it anywhere remastered, and I can't trust Half.com anymore... those lying bastards. I haven't collected all of Elton John's because he has over 40, and most of them aren't in stores. Buying 20 cds online with my mom's credit card isn't the biggest convenience I've ever seen, so maybe I'll take this one a little slower.
I forget the magnatude of my video game likingness from the last time I posted, but it is continually shooting straight up. There are so many games I want this year, but I can only get about ten. When was the last time I got so many games for Christmas, and there were still so many more good ones to buy? Never, video games were a barren wasteland until two or three years ago. I'm glad to see Nintendo slowly climbing its way back up the ladder to the top, after that horrendous fall called the N64. Xbox, as EGM put it, would have tanked faster than Sega CD if it weren't for Halo, and that is still holding very true. Maybe a football game here or there, a few Star Wars games, and that's it. They would have nothing. And Metroid is better anyways. Speaking of, Metroid Prime 2: Echoes rocks harder than the first one. It's so damn intense, I just can't comprehend how Americans could make something so good. It's like bacon and boobs all rolled into one awesome morph ball. Also, the Nintendo DS is out, and it's clearly going to stomp the gay-assed PSP. Screw the PSP. No game, PSP, no game.
What else do you want me to talk about? D4P just died all of a sudden, probably never to return. A reason may be that Darius has dropped out of school, after finally reaching senior year. It was only the first quarter, it's not like he hasn't done worse. But anyways, any incentive to continue the project withered like..... how many metaphors and similes have I used so far? I need to stop, mostly because the ones I'm using aren't even good anyways. Oh, and the Pills aren't just suspended indefinitely, I'd say they're dead forever. No chance in hell, to put it lightly. The Pills are dead, spread the word. Damn, and their debut cd had so much promise, too.
Say, have I talked enough yet? Oh, check this out: I'm switching out of McGowan's class again, for a grand total of three times. That's right, I hate that bitch that much. I actually suffered through one semester of her new bullshit art classes (that's what she is now, an art teacher), and I just can't take it anymore. I'm movin' out like Anthony. But on a related note, my new English teacher, Miss Laney, has been working us like slaves (working us like we just got off the boat, so says Britany. You don't know her). I got a D minus the first quarter, and an F for this quarter's progress report. Hopefully my eight pages of essay in two nights' time is enough to at least get me a B. I hope so, because if I fail English I'm droppin' out like Darius. Have I written enough? Is this good? Are you tired of reading? Are you still reading? No? No one's reading? Good, I wasted my night.