tell us a story i know youre not boring

OM NOM NOM NOM NOM
haha so i havnt been on here for a while

lets play this game

Sadly this hypothesis is not amenable to empirical investigation since Humpty Dumpty apparently suffered irreversible traumatic injuries in falling from a wall, thereby confounding any further assessment.

sticks and stones

"who you are is not up to them"

if i surrender

end it not with blood but with ink
these are the words of a dead poet
hot hands extended towards the richness of equality








i randomly thought of that line and HAD to write it down
hopefully it will become a poem one day=]

ballroom blitz

tmdm starts july 7th
=]

hey hey soooo like i was on the bus today
and i almost fell
and i was spose to play soccer
but i couldnt
and yeah
im healthy
thank you mr doctor
: DDDDDDDDDDDD

the i rode the skytrain
and it was boring
fun day.

tight rope

[Kev] Big Evil says:
when joss and daniel became zombies and chased me around
MikeChan says:
LOL
jocelyn and the soft skeleton says:
AHHAHA
[Kev] Big Evil says:
until finally i just rcollasped from exhaustion and they turned me into one of them
[Kev] Big Evil says:
LOL
jocelyn and the soft skeleton says:
BRAINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNS
MikeChan says:
LOL
[Kev] Big Evil says:
LOL daniel
[Kev] Big Evil says:
broken glasses, ripped jacket, messy hair
MikeChan says:
RESIDENT EVIL IN NANDO CHICKEN WITH SPANISH SUBTITLES



late night convos
random dreams
:DDDD

s h e ' s a w a l l f l o w e r

if you crack open my mind
you'll find my thoughts,
but if you open my heart,
you'll find my heroes...
and you're one of them.

keep the car running

visiting DT was like a slap in the face
i felt like crying.

say anything

Response
you are not paranoid
they were passive aggressive
you didn't know
you are not schitzophrenic
you suffered too many deprivations
without knowing it
you suffered too many insults
without knowing it
you suffered too many soccio-ecconomic
sabbatage ploys
without knowing it
you became incopetent
you became inefficent
without knowing it
now that you know
what should you do
what could you do
what would you do.

Herbert Mullin


yeah, i have a thing for poems that serial killers write.

I'll throw my thoughts into the sea

there are no words to describe how i hate the word "emo",
its so overused in the wrongest sense. the concept of it is actually illogical which is weird because most people follow it and pretend they are what it states itself to be. it makes me mad how people are all like "oh my god this so emo, oh my god i'm so emo". i hate people who talk like that. it is a fact that if i hear someone saying something like that they automatically leave me an impression of them that they are stupid and have no lives. if for one secound you decide to camera whore in your bathroom and think your hardcore like that think again and think about how billions of other kids who think like you are doing the same thing. idiotized by the wannabe scene kids on myspace and those at concerts. it just bothers me how people have undertaken it as some sort of emotion or even to the extent of it being some sort of lifestyle. It also bothers me how people catogorize depressed kids as "emo". like what the hell do they know if that kid in the cafeteria crying to himself has a silent battle going on. people need to open up their eyes and drop this whole "i know who you are" thing and grow up.

grand theft juicy fruit

panic at the disco,motion city soundtrack,phantom planet and the hush sound were totallllly epic. kay so i was walking with sofia and kevin and i saw greta and bob from the hush sound and i freaked out. so i went up to them and i took a picture with them. i like died and told them they were my heros and i called vinson and greta talked to him and he flipped out. then we went in line and waited and took "couture" pictures with the tree and talked. we took pictures of the panuc bus and the security guard lady wasnt pleased and chased after us so we went to the juicy fruit stand were kevin and i did a "dance" and got free keychains. ahahaha then we went inside and i hid sofias camera in my shirt and they didnt suspect a thing. then while ana, day and sofia bought merch kevin and i sat in the front and this guy wanted to budge in so i pushed him and he fell. stupid boy. anyways phantom planet came on and they were ahhhhmazing. Then the hush sound. i love greta she is amazing they were the best. they sang wine red and i died. during that i was making my way to barricade. eventually i got to the VERY front and it was intense everyone was hitting and touching each other. so uncomfortable. i almost fainted before motion city soundtrack so they had to pull me out and the security guard was nice about it cause i couldnt breathe so i got off of barricade and had to go around and while i was at it i picked up a balloon that says "THE HUSH SOUND" on it :D. yeah i ended up behind the pit but it was all good cause i called sofia , kevin,and dayana and they came back and we chilled there jumping and singing to motion city soundtrack. which were AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG. yeah nuff said. then panic came on and everyone went crazy.they were soooooo goood oh god i knew the word to all of their songs old to new cd. brendon has amazing energy and looks funny when he sings ahaha. nonetheless pretty epic. then after the show we went to the juicy fruit tent where we asked the lady if we could have some juicy fruit and she had a box so we asked for the box and she was like no you cant take the box. so when she wasnt looking we took the box and ran down the street screaming like tards and we j walked and almost got hit by cars. so much fun. we handed them out to strangers and we hung out at burger king and ate/ took pics. yeah it was a gooood night. i miss hct already

1UP

an hour of N.E.R.D, 2 chocolates and a green sweater later...
things are going swell for once
well half at least
i just need the other half
and i'll be ohkay
now that i have my freedom back i think i want
to go pick up Louis xiv's cd
my play count for their songs are awfully high and
its time for me to buy their cd
im so happy
if you poked me with a stick
id spill out serotonin.

the best part of believe is the lie

happiness and freedom looming over my shoulder
tempting me to go, whispering minor atrocities in my ear
ladies and gentlemen
my inner conscience is acting up.

neutral milk hotel

Come to think of it i'm like one of those remote controls you buy, with every button except rewind.i cant ever get the right words to the right people.crying is not as pretty as it looks like in the movies.breath in the air-everything about you right now reminds me that i am all alone in this melodramatic state of mind.and how terrible i am because of the thoughts that run through my head.like i'm pretty sure i could get some sleep if you were dead and gone.but not in a "drop dead" kind of way, more like you couldn't screw with my head anymore.sit here and stare at the television because that's what i'm supposed to do.sit and watch your tragic plans in the making because that's what i'm supposed to do.always in search for that platonic happiness that is so far away yet so close to me.i sometimes forget to care.and i just want to write a story or a song that makes everyone forget their troubles but i'm not too sure that i have it in me to actually do that .perplex my indecentcies cause you like pointing out my flaws. Lamenting over the choices i've made, the things i'm not, the things i could be, the things i could've been.hot spots become colder by the day.this race is rigged its all planned out with their distorted idea of poise and grace.yeah but to me its more like poisoned race.i just want one person to know me completely before its over. everyone loves an underdog. its a shame nobody notices them or gives a care. things will get better.i hope.wishful thinking never helped anyone but hell, it keeps them alive.

guitar hero on projector = heaven on a plate

six feet under the stars

And like a bad movie, I'll drop a line
Fall in the grave
I've been digging myself
But there's room for two
Six feet under the stars

hum along

Dear gerard way,
you are a genius.

best comic book ever.

best plot ever.

best artwork ever.

im glad i found it again

:)

you say you want a revolution

dear mom,
get well soon

the girls a straight up hustler

there once was a bird named lunchbox and he was the bestest bird in the world he was in a gang called the bloodhounds and they jumped random clocks that dared to cross their ways. His hobbies included walking keyboards on the cement with his twizzlers leashes that he gobbled up on tuesdays. One day as he was walking his keyboard he ran into a pizza tree and immediatly fell into a coma. The next day he awoke in a luscious rainforest. there were polkadotted firehoses flying around as well as thos darn tap faucets. thats where he met the duck leader named sir nylejoc. they became best friends and they ate their way into the waterfalls where the pancakes bathed. the chocolate chairs didnt really like lunchbox so they threw dogs at him that smelled like boxes.Everybody like lunchbox he was a spunky sorta character. One day however as he was walking he fell into a pit where he landed on a hoard of marshmallow camels. They were certainly not please with lunchbox and they all sat on him and threw icecream shoes at him. Lunchbox was quite angry and ate all the camels and he entered their magical cave of unexplainable wonders where he met zoomzoom the magical purple dinosaur who was eating calculator and what not at the moment. The dinosaur was happy to see lunchbox and offered him a roof along with some electrical coards that exploded seashells but lunchbox was scared so he tried to fly away. just then megatron came out of nowhere and stole his pink high heels. Lunchbox was very scared so he kidnapped the dinosaur and put him into his kangaroo pouch located on his door. before lunchbox knew it he was at home safe and sound along with his eggshelled friends. He promised himself that he would never eat sand from africa or drink ink and he lived happily ever after.

..

blogs are stupid

they say you want a war? you got a war, but who are you fighting for?

alright then,I'm so sick of all of this right now, why is it that I'm always some form of relapse for you? Oh right cause I'm your "best friend" right? yeah right, that's totally my role right? You're asking me for my help asking to comfort you yet again. I always end up doing it anyways and I guess I always will, even if it kills me. I guess. I basically got in trouble for you the other day. At first I thought it was worth it, cause it worked out for a while at least. Now I'm thinking what’s the point now if were in this argument. All of that hopeless effort for nothing as well as all that scolding and getting yelled at was for nothing. I went through that just for you, both of you. I put both of you before me. Biggest mistake ever .I feel like crying right now because you're just basically using me, asking me to help you again and whats the point if you don't help me back. I messaged you the other day to tell you about my day cause for once in my life something went right. No, you told me not to talk to you cause you were "mad". I even asked you what was wrong but you told me you didn't want to talk about it. yeah so much for best friends. thanks for ditching me for him. cause that's totally what friends do eh. I hope it dawns on you that things wont fix themselves and if you want to be friends again a simple "I'm sorry" would be nice. Imagine if I was feeling really down like i usually feel. you wouldn't be there to help me because you're so caught up with yourself. There are only a few people I can trust and you're one of them, at least I think so. Know what bothers me the most? The fact that you message me all the time with "sad faces" and you won't tell me whats wrong "I'm sure you can figure it out." is definatly not an answer. I talked to Aubree about this and shes right. I should help myself before others. Maybe i will, most likely not though. I'm stupid.I'm sick of holding everything together. i don't know what to do anymore. One more problem to add to my already messed up life. Both of you don't care half as much for me"we're here for you if you need to talk."where are both of you now?and you can tell at how low I've gotten writing about this in a stupid blog.

I live to let you shine.