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update on my pregnant fish: it died. i know, isn't it devastating?! i was really sad. it was going to be a mother -- and eat its young -- but still! a mother nevertheless. rip thy unnamed one.
... i'm buying new ones on friday. one of my other tetra fish died too. its death was funnier cause it died in the filter tube thing. no fish death is funny. YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED. so i returned the dead ones and done got me a refund -- shoo.
so the weather has been majorly crummy. rain up the shizzle. but then today... WOW, i feel like i'm in canada or cali. it's sunny, but it's nice and cool. can we say NO HUMIDITY?! you know it. it's a good day for photography. let's go mo. your do is calling my name.
i finally got my issue of GQ again. they stopped coming in the mail after the first few issues, and there was much drama between me, the post office, and the GQ headquarters. those bastards... but they extended my subscription by like five months! haha, hos. I DESERVE IT!!! I NEVER GOT THE ISSUE WITH LINDSAY LOHAN ON IT. WHAT THE FUCK.
other updates? nothing really. oh yeah, other than the fact that it's a very not-happening possibility that i'm going to canada anymore. the ticket prices are too high, and i realized that this christmas is going to be my nephew's first christmas, and i don't know if i want to skip that for partying and underaged wastage -- now that i read back on it, i think i need to think twice... hm... toilet-hugging... or nephew...? hahaha, kidding. my acne pills prevent me from taking alcohol or i'd die of liver cancer or something. so i don't know... partying sober doesn't seem as fun. *fish dance* i'm not an alcoholic. i swear. stfu.
this week is one of those lazy weeks for me at school. mainly in calc. god, that class is killing me. it takes up so much time. now that i think about it, i don't even know WHY i'm taking this class. i'm going ot major in industrial design, and i'm going to an art school. what does that have to do with ap calculus bc?! bad mistake... mistake... mistake...
this entry is really boring. i miss my pregnant fish. i want to go shoot pictures. let's go.
OH! i almost completely forgot to talk about the election... WHAT CRAP!!! bush won. how depressing, eh? well, i guess it really wasn't a surprise. i'm not as bummed about it though, because although bush is a complete idiot, i guess it's best that we stick with him until we get out of this war. he started all this mess, so he needs to clean it up. woot.
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seven hours later...
eminem is truly a lyrical genius.
"Mosh"
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America
And to the Republic for which it stands
One nation under God
Indivisible...
It feels so good to be back..
I scrutinize every word, memorize every line
I spit it once, refuel and re-energize and rewind
I give sight to the blind, my insight through the mind
I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time
It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as
I say to fight, you take it as I'mma whip someone's ass
If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask
A father who has grown up with a fatherless past
Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has
Or at least shows no difficulty multi-task
And in juggling both perhaps mastered his craft
Slash entrepreneur who has held onto few more rap acts
Who's had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half
Of his career typical manure moving past that
Mr. kisses ass crack, he's a class act
Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back
[Chorus:]
Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength
Come with me and I won't steer you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
To the light at the end of the tunnel
We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march
Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh
Take us right through the doors (c'mon)
All the people up top on the side and the middle
Come together lets all bomb and swamp just a little
Just let it gradually build from the front to the back
All you can see is a sea of people some white and some black
Don't matter what color, all that matters we gathered together
To celebrate for the same cause don't matter the weather
If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better
They ain't gonna stop us they can't, we stronger now more than ever
They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go
Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know
Stomp, push, shove, mush, Fuck Bush, until they bring our troops home (c'mon)
[Chorus]
Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us
Mosh pits outside the oval office
Someone's tryina tell us something,
Maybe this is god just sayin' we're responsible
For this monster, this coward,
That we have empowered
This is Bin Laden, look at his head noddin'
How could we allow something like this without pumping our fists
Now this is our final hour
Let me be the voice in your strength and your choice
Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise
Try to amplify the times it, and multiply by six...
Teen million people, Are equal at this high pitch
Maybe we can reach alqueda through my speech
Let the president answer a higher anarchy
Strap him with an Ak-47, let him go, fight his own war
Let him impress daddy that way
No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil
No more psychological warfare, to trick us to thinking that we ain't loyal
If we don't serve our own country, we're patronizing a hero
Look in his eyes its all lies
The stars and stripes, they've been swiped, washed out and wiped
And replaced with his own face, Mosh now or die
If I get sniped tonight you know why,
Cause I told you to fight.
[Chorus]
And as we proceed,
To Mosh through this desert storm,
In these closing statements, if they should argue
Let us beg to differ
As we set aside our differences
And assemble our own army
To disarm this Weapon of Mass Destruction
That we call our President, for the present
And Mosh for the future of our next generation
To speak and be heard
Mr. President, Mr. Senator
Do you guy's hear us...hear us...
... i'm buying new ones on friday. one of my other tetra fish died too. its death was funnier cause it died in the filter tube thing. no fish death is funny. YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED. so i returned the dead ones and done got me a refund -- shoo.
so the weather has been majorly crummy. rain up the shizzle. but then today... WOW, i feel like i'm in canada or cali. it's sunny, but it's nice and cool. can we say NO HUMIDITY?! you know it. it's a good day for photography. let's go mo. your do is calling my name.
i finally got my issue of GQ again. they stopped coming in the mail after the first few issues, and there was much drama between me, the post office, and the GQ headquarters. those bastards... but they extended my subscription by like five months! haha, hos. I DESERVE IT!!! I NEVER GOT THE ISSUE WITH LINDSAY LOHAN ON IT. WHAT THE FUCK.
other updates? nothing really. oh yeah, other than the fact that it's a very not-happening possibility that i'm going to canada anymore. the ticket prices are too high, and i realized that this christmas is going to be my nephew's first christmas, and i don't know if i want to skip that for partying and underaged wastage -- now that i read back on it, i think i need to think twice... hm... toilet-hugging... or nephew...? hahaha, kidding. my acne pills prevent me from taking alcohol or i'd die of liver cancer or something. so i don't know... partying sober doesn't seem as fun. *fish dance* i'm not an alcoholic. i swear. stfu.
this week is one of those lazy weeks for me at school. mainly in calc. god, that class is killing me. it takes up so much time. now that i think about it, i don't even know WHY i'm taking this class. i'm going ot major in industrial design, and i'm going to an art school. what does that have to do with ap calculus bc?! bad mistake... mistake... mistake...
this entry is really boring. i miss my pregnant fish. i want to go shoot pictures. let's go.
OH! i almost completely forgot to talk about the election... WHAT CRAP!!! bush won. how depressing, eh? well, i guess it really wasn't a surprise. i'm not as bummed about it though, because although bush is a complete idiot, i guess it's best that we stick with him until we get out of this war. he started all this mess, so he needs to clean it up. woot.
- - - - -
seven hours later...
eminem is truly a lyrical genius.
"Mosh"
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America
And to the Republic for which it stands
One nation under God
Indivisible...
It feels so good to be back..
I scrutinize every word, memorize every line
I spit it once, refuel and re-energize and rewind
I give sight to the blind, my insight through the mind
I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time
It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as
I say to fight, you take it as I'mma whip someone's ass
If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask
A father who has grown up with a fatherless past
Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has
Or at least shows no difficulty multi-task
And in juggling both perhaps mastered his craft
Slash entrepreneur who has held onto few more rap acts
Who's had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half
Of his career typical manure moving past that
Mr. kisses ass crack, he's a class act
Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back
[Chorus:]
Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength
Come with me and I won't steer you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
To the light at the end of the tunnel
We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march
Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh
Take us right through the doors (c'mon)
All the people up top on the side and the middle
Come together lets all bomb and swamp just a little
Just let it gradually build from the front to the back
All you can see is a sea of people some white and some black
Don't matter what color, all that matters we gathered together
To celebrate for the same cause don't matter the weather
If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better
They ain't gonna stop us they can't, we stronger now more than ever
They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go
Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know
Stomp, push, shove, mush, Fuck Bush, until they bring our troops home (c'mon)
[Chorus]
Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us
Mosh pits outside the oval office
Someone's tryina tell us something,
Maybe this is god just sayin' we're responsible
For this monster, this coward,
That we have empowered
This is Bin Laden, look at his head noddin'
How could we allow something like this without pumping our fists
Now this is our final hour
Let me be the voice in your strength and your choice
Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise
Try to amplify the times it, and multiply by six...
Teen million people, Are equal at this high pitch
Maybe we can reach alqueda through my speech
Let the president answer a higher anarchy
Strap him with an Ak-47, let him go, fight his own war
Let him impress daddy that way
No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil
No more psychological warfare, to trick us to thinking that we ain't loyal
If we don't serve our own country, we're patronizing a hero
Look in his eyes its all lies
The stars and stripes, they've been swiped, washed out and wiped
And replaced with his own face, Mosh now or die
If I get sniped tonight you know why,
Cause I told you to fight.
[Chorus]
And as we proceed,
To Mosh through this desert storm,
In these closing statements, if they should argue
Let us beg to differ
As we set aside our differences
And assemble our own army
To disarm this Weapon of Mass Destruction
That we call our President, for the present
And Mosh for the future of our next generation
To speak and be heard
Mr. President, Mr. Senator
Do you guy's hear us...hear us...