| my life |
[Sep. 21st, 2005|06:47 pm] |
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ill be home friday night through sunday night |
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| keep coming up with love but its so cracked and torn |
[Sep. 11th, 2005|04:15 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  like wtf?! | ] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | Death from above 1979 | ] |
I wanted to be with you alone
And talk about the weather
But traditions I can trace against the child in your face
Won’t escape my attention
You keep your distance with a system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I’m lost in admiration could I need you this much
Oh, you’re wasting my time
You’re just wasting time
Something happens and I’m head over heels
I never find out till I’m head over heels
Something happens and I’m head over heels
Ah don’t take my heart
Don’t break my heart
Don’t throw it away
I made a fire and watching burn
Thought of your future
With one foot in the past now just how long will it last
No no no have you no ambition
My mother and my brothers used to breathe in clean in air
And dreaming I’m a doctor
It’s hard to be a man when there’s a gun in your hand
Oh I feel so...
Something happens and I’m head over heels
And this my four leaf clover
I’m on the line, one open mind
This is my four leaf clover |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 6th, 2005|02:11 am] |
why do i suddenly like to write in this damn thing so much? i have like 3 people reading it. whatever.
i skated THE spot today. aka skatepark of tampa. it was sweet. i go for free the next two times i go too cause i talked to this guy for a little while and he just gave me and my friend free passes. i got a spot board too. its pretty sweet. then skated campus a little. then spent some time with a beautiful girl. now its 2 and i have class at 9:30 but whateva. |
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| weeee |
[Sep. 4th, 2005|11:59 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  horny | ] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | the postal service | ] |
college is amazing. my last few days:
SKATEBOARDING: skated the campus with my friend kyle. i was so siked to skate i was landing lamost everything. skated aruond the paths to warmup then found a 4 and a 3. it was sweeeeeeet.
clubbing: went to a club that played really good music like bloc party, franz ferdinand, the faint.. i danced with a hot girl (the only way to get me to dance).
beach: went to some beach that was like an hour away. but it aws still pretty cool. listened to the shins on the way back and feel alseep.
misc: some nacho eating, stealing music on itunes, chillin in my room, watched edward scissorhands (finally), and something private i ain't putting on livejournal even though most of you know.
so yea. college rules. i miss you guys though. it would be nice to go home for a weekend and skate with the crew and see some people. maybe in a couple weeks. |
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| usf rox my sox |
[Aug. 30th, 2005|08:04 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  energetic | ] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | I fucking tunes | ] |
i just downloaded like 15 cds off some kids computer via itunes
there are too many girls at usf to pick just one!? so i won't!
i met skaters and they are fucking awesomely fun people and can skate pretty good too! im excited cause...
IM FUCKING SKATING TAMPA TONIGHT!!! |
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| college is the shit |
[Aug. 28th, 2005|01:01 pm] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | whateva | ] |
yesterday kicked ass. me and my new friends laura (who went to taravella but i just met yesterday), daniel, ralph, tara, and matt (who looks and sounds just like corey lindholm and its freakin gme out man) went to every fucking room in like 4 dorm buildings knocking on doors of people we dont know to say hi. then there was a bunch of people who were ganna sleep in the 3 floor lounge but some girl i dont know asked me to go eat something with ehr so we went to a steak and shake.. it was 2 am. i ended up sleeping in some kids bed on the 5th floor... it was sweet. oh and the girl i went to steak and shake with used to skate.. and not like girl skat ebut like tricks and shit. sweet. |
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| college and associated topics |
[Aug. 25th, 2005|02:32 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  tired | ] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | the blood brothers | ] |
college seems very promising. if everyday is anything like today it should be a lot of fun.
roomates: pretty cool
girls: A+
im hungry but its 2:30... hrmm
i got so much shit to do tomorrow... but whatever i got all day. |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 21st, 2005|10:20 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  weeee | ] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | the beatles - revolution | ] |
got some new pants
did some skateboarding
stole some wood
listened to the beatles
wrote this shit in my L fucking J.
2 days. what now dog? |
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| chop your breakfast on a mirror |
[Aug. 21st, 2005|12:15 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | optimistic | ] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | the smiths - asleep | ] |
publix threw me a little last day of work party. they got me a cake that said "good luck nightlight" (long story...)
i stole a box of paper towels too... 45 dallors worth. why? cause once in a while i feel like stealing paper towels bitch.
3 days left. will i miss this place? will i be missed? |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 13th, 2005|05:18 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | tired | ] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | david bowie | ] |
i just waked in my house at 5 am soaking wet as my dad was leaving for work. he goes "what are you diong home so late?" and i go "i don't know" and he goes "why are you all wet?" and im like "snowballs." and he goes "cool" and walks out the door. this is the first time i felt 18 around my parents and the first time i liked benig 18.
12 more days and im gone.
i don't know if im happy or not about it either. |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 3rd, 2005|09:43 pm] |
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i haven't been happy in a long time |
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| AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH |
[Jul. 29th, 2005|11:57 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  pissed off | ] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | the blood brothers | ] |
"i must not fear. fear is the mind-killer. fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. i will face my fear. i will permit it to pass over me and through me. and when it is gone i will turn to see its path. where the fear has goen there will be nothing. only i will remain." |
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| an explaination |
[Jul. 11th, 2005|10:59 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | tired | ] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | modest mouse | ] |
people give me shit about how i've changed a lot in the last year or so. well theres an explaination for this, so read it or leave me the fuck alone:
everyone has a style. the way they dress, what they listen to, what they like, what they do. you know. well i grew up in a small town in maine (there were about 30 kids in each grade level at my school) where people pretty much didn't... or they all had the same style (we also didn't have jewish people). when i moved here, it was very different. it was kind of overwhelming. i pretty much felt plain. but for some reason i didn't care, and i stayed like that for a long time. then about half way through high school i started to care and started to take to certain things that i liked. then i pretty much went through all those years of changing and developing my own "style" in a very short time. and im probably not done.
i seriously hate the way people think i wanted to be cool and shit so i started to dress different all of the sudden, and i hope this changes your view on me. and next time you want to call me "too impressionable" or some shit like that then fuck you cause throughout your life you took to a lot of things too, for me it was just in a much shorter period of time. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 15th, 2005|10:43 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | aggravated | ] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | TeArS fOr FeArS (hehe crazzzyy caps) | ] |
FUCK YOU |
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| untitled |
[Jun. 9th, 2005|11:39 pm] |
i don't know who i am anymore. i used to be that boy that was good at everything. who was going to be a star.
now the only thing i love im not good at. i know its not something that should bother me. i can hear ivan saying "its all about having fun not being good" but it fucking does. and the worst part is i know i could be better. i know i AM better. i know i am better at everything i do but for some reason im being held back.
and everything i do or say i doesn't feel like me. i don't get it at all. ill laugh at something or say something out of no where that isn't me at all.
just writing in this stupid livejournal doesn't feel like me. but i have no one to talk to about these things anymore. have i ever?
i feel like watching a good movie with a nice, pretty girl. not hot or beautiful. but nice, pretty girls doesn't exist in my world. |
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| when people run in circles... |
[Jun. 6th, 2005|01:42 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  disappointed | ] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | Gary Jules - Mad World | ] |
all around me are familiar faces
worn out places
worn out faces |
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| everytime you close your eyes |
[May. 20th, 2005|09:10 pm] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | the arcade fire | ] |
you know the little sticker we got at the begining of the year with out locker #, studen #, and other shit? it saved me from the popo today. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 15th, 2005|10:01 pm] |
| [ | rocking out to |
| | the beatles - helter skelter | ] |
someone explain Donnie Darko to me. I was too caught up in how awesome it was to realize the big picture. |
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