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| So.... Only one other person knows about it.
On a completely different note,
I'm paranoid about the world ending in twenty twelve.
I don't really know why
I always felt the world-ending predictions as spoofs
and turns out they are/were.
but... this one.. this one is eerily getting at me
and i've also noticed that i'm quite reverting back to how i was in high school years
swearing more
and quier-ing parties and stuff.
quier-ing meaning wanting, of course.
i've been longing to taste alcohol and become intoxicated with it.
for no particular reason.
things've been going quite well
except for work, that is
stupid work. work-place. work drama. work politics.
also, at work, i've been effing up on the uniform policy crap
as was in hs.
blue pants, not black shoes, etc. etc.
forgetting my tie.
i've been swearing more at work
and i've been expressing myself impolitely and more openly
and not more openly as in more honestly
but more with disreguard to the consequences that may occur in my doingso
meh
i'm getting tired out
and i needa do hw
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| The Soundtrack to Your Life:
So, here's how it works:
Open your music player (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, etc).
Put it on shuffle.
Press play.
For every question type the song that's on.
When you go to a new question press the next button.
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Opening Credits:
Time Is Running Out- Muse
Waking Up:
Sweating Bullets- Megadeth
Falling in Love:
Keep Away- Godsmack ...Nice.
Fight scene:
... And the Gods Made Love- Jimi Hendrix
Breaking up:
Shut Me Up- Mindless Self Indulgence
Getting back together:
Pour Some Sugar on Me- Def Leppard
Secret Love:
Real World- Matchbox Twenty
Life's okay:
Heh, Track 1- Unknown Artist
Mental breakdown:
Enemy- Static X
Driving:
Highway Song- System of a Down
Flashback:
Wish You Were Here- Pink Floyd
Partying:
Barely Legal- Strokes... heh
Happy dance:
96 Quite Bitter Beings- CKY [very happy]
Regretting:
Kielbasa- Tenacious D
Long night alone:
You Look Like Rain- Morphine
Death scene:
The Blessed Hellride- Black Label Society
Ending credits:
Countdown to Extinction- Megadeth
I thought it was a pretty amusing waste of time.
On to life. Life's okay. Despite the fact that quite possibly, if viewed or observed through another's eyes it is [indeed] falling apart limb by limb... it's pretty okay.
I'm contemplating pot-headism...
Aye, it's three AM and I've got a summer project to do.
Stupid missing so much school. It makes me lazy.
Sometimes my sentences are too long.
Sometimes, I should sleep.
Sometimes, maybe, I should go to school.
Walking's a bitch.
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| I HOPE YOUR DREAMS FAIL MISERABLY!
I mean... your dreams of nothing at all to happen... I hope you unlock yourself from your specially built cage... I hope you find yourself in spacious places you never observed before despite your earlier prescence in them. I hope you start walking with your head up. I really hope I get to see you in the future. All of you.
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So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field
from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell...?
Did they get you to trade
your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air to a cool... breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
a walk on part in the war,
for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground...
Have we found
the same old fears?
Wish you were here.
-pink floyd.
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| Things can fall out of bicycles. Yes. It's true.
There
was this one time... ya know... when the day was counted in a backwards
fashion... compared to today... you just wouldn't understand...
centuries change things... the world and the little things... so
anyway...
There was this one time... where this kid....
this really really pretty kid... threw away his innocence for a
nickel... and this angered him... because he got a dime... instead of a
nickel.
arizona tea. teen hostility. beers in shandy. kids with candy.
There's so much more to find and/or discover in life.
But maybe that can wait.
[just don't deteriorate]
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'what is real?' asks the dream.
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