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Name: Andrew
Location: North Carolina, United States
Birthday: 9/20/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: in no particular order:
--Atheism/Agnosticism--Video games--Cute girls--Soothing music--Watching animals learn--Watching babies learn--Thinking--Food, especially the good kind--Marching Band!--Love--The Hitchhiker's Guide--The Matrix--Fantasy & Sci-Fi--Death
Expertise: Deep Thought.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Nonprofit
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AIM:  donutshop221
Member Since:
6/10/2004
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| i feel a bit obsessed again;
my heart is part ajar by far;
the innocence of switzerland
may mar this shard while ours is scarred.
then what has been now what is gone,
i shout no doubt it hides about.
sail through my past however long,
its shroud is cast, its hide is out.
my mind is made: ill speak my mind.
each brain is feign; what pain in vain!
though fake, theyll mind that kind of speech
the trains will rain, no gain attained!
ridiculous, this shit's a must
above the love, ill shove my glove
not fabulous?: the lust, the lust
and love, love, love, love, love, love, love...
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im tired of rhyming to express how im feeling. its not like any of you will decipher it anyways. also i dont know how to end this one (thats right, its not over yet, bitches!) just yet; im not sure wheher i should leave it a cliffhanger or resolve it (but who knows how long the latter might take, just to end a silly poem).
plus, i dont know which egg to crack first: the White or the Gold.
...or if i should crack one at all = /
End Transmission.
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| could you always put titles on xanga entries?
huh.
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hey that looks pretty cool. geez, how much have i missed while i was away? i think MySpace is salting my sluggish brain cells.
BMT: Beginning of More Transmissions? (adit.:0310)
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okay so i guess ill update this maybe if i have something to say, but keep in mind i dont read xangas. so if you want me to see or know something, tell me in person or something. ill change some stuff later (i doubt it will be the color scheme; im in love with this thing), but for now im getting yelled at for even being awake this early.
bed time, i s'pose. good morning everybody. (adit.:0320)
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| I'm about to lose some friends, so bring on the hate mail!!!!1 ohmygodiloveit.
My God, Everyone! can we please stop reposting and apreading
bulletins just because we are bored? most of them dont deserve to be
sent, so thanks for putting all similar titles in them so i can skip
right over them when im conforming and checking my bulletin board every
day when i get home from school and then regularly refreshing my home
page that night because what? uh oh! maybe someone mightve addded
something in the past five minutes!.
Anyways, before i
trick myself into checking these things, i usually think that it will
take a while, because sometimes i have 30 new bulletins in my inbox,
but i can skip over, say, more than half of them because they are just
boring wastes of good imaginary-internet paper only telling me one
thing: the person who sent this either has no life or is super, mega, ultra-bored, like a superhero-bored.
--FLF--(also, a fun little factlet about this blog, is that it
actually started out as a bulletin itself (imagine that!), but the idea
was quickly ripped a new one because the author felt it was too
hypocritical for anyone to understand the irony, or to even be funny to
those who did get it.)--FLF--
No one reads your surveys,
no one looks at your pictures right away, and if you have to tell them
to look at your site everytime you change one minute detail, doesnt
that sound rather pathetic? if they are pretty good friends and an
honest internet surfer like the rest of us...ahem...then they will
notice when your main pic has changed and visit your site, because ¿who
knows? maybe you have more than one new picture up.
It's
called a bulletin board for a reason: it is a board especially for
bulletins. dictionary . com 's definition of bulletin is:
"1. A brief report, especially an official statement on a
matter of public interest issued for immediate publication or
broadcast."
Keyword "interest". a bulletin contains/touches
up on a "matter of public interest". If you noticed, my quotation
marks happen to come before the period. OH MY GOD THATS WEIRD. LET ME
WRITE A BULLETIN ALL ABOUT HOW WEIRD THAT IS. I'd rather hear about
your week (maybe a close death or boyfriend/girlfriend problems or a
huge test that sucked <cough> physics <cough>), maybe a
joke you heard recently, maybe a band/concert that's coming to town
...Something. I really dont care about what two colors describe you or
who's winning the cocroach race doewnstairs, or that i accidentally put
an "e" in the middle of the woerd "downstairs".
I will
check your myspace every now and then, so dont get all excited and
submissive while you are sitting at your computer with a dumb dull glow
from the screen on your face with a feeling of anticipation so bad that
the word "patience" comes to life, slaps you in the face a few times
and shouts, "FORGET IT. YOU LOST. DO SOMETHING ELSE."
So
please make bulletins useful, and stop dragging their self esteem
through the dirt by over-using them for lame reasons. I'm sure
they
dont appreciate the flooding, either. I was gonna say, "the same
goes for xanga posts," but then i remembered that i dont read xangas;
so i really dont know how they are, but im sure there are some like
that out there, and they are probably annoying, as well.
I hate the DMV. | | |
| yeah i definitely have nothing to say anymore.
isnt that sad?
so yeah i just figured that ill put just some
random quote as my footer slash sign-off thing just like "End
Transmission." was. the one today is by me, but sometimes it will
be a song or a quote from a novel or movie. you will never
know. i mean...unless youve heard the song before and know what
im talking about, but if its one by me you wont know its by me...except
for today because i just told you earlier.
i rea;ly dont know where this sentence came from, i
just thought it sounded cool, so i put it there. also i made a
little bit of it up as i was writing it. turn it into a phrase
with a meaning, i dont care. make it mean something to you.
thats what i do with most quotes i hear anyways, and im sure everyone
does that. so do with it what you will. just dont rape it
or mug it, i dont think itd appreciate that.
yeah.
Come back to me when you think you stand a chance.
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| yeah, myspace has definitely taken over my
life. im so ashamed? i doubt it. i love drummers who
use toms. like system of a down in this one song. i just
love that bass-y, deep, pumping feeling/sound. Yes.
i really hope my "band" will get together
soon. neither of us even know if any of us is good or not.
that might be a bad thing. im almost quite possibly certain it
wont be ass good as we all think it will be. for the kind of band
we want, well need a total of:
guitar- lead
guitar- rhythm
guitar- bass
drummer
keyboardist(s)
singer(s)
back up singers
thats like around 8 people, even if some people do two things and/or we
have more than one person doing something. ugh, practices are
going to have to fit into Everyone's schedules. what a bowl of
yuck, i think. so far we have this:
guitar- lead amber? amelia?
guitar- rhythm amelia? amber?
guitar- bass austin
drummer ??
keyboardist(s) me?
singer(s) me. amelia?
back up singers rachel e? amelia?
too many question marks. if you know anyone who fits these vague
discriptions - i mean instruments - then tell me and maybe theyd want
to play for a bunch of sucky kids who listen to 80s rock and
CAKE. woohoo. a list of songs well probly want to cover (by
that i mean mostly me):
No Phone - CAKE
Never Been Any Reason - Head East
Love Shack - B52's
Chop Suey! - System of a Down
so thats what we ( i ) would like to sound like. minus the system of a down song. that would just be for fun.
People obsessed with God should take a break on
Halloween. Especially people who stop innocent(enough) teenaged
trick-or-treaters to give them a 15-minute speech on how the Lord is
the greatest and best thing ever. God, i fucking hate universal
religions. haha, pun not intended.
When i became the sun i shone life into the man's HEARTS!
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