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I'm writing an entry in Breanne's journal because im that cool. I must say, I am a little bit dissapointed that I do not see a box for the music im listening to or the mood im in. Nope. No where to be found. I was planning on saying that I was in a (insert really weird random mood here) mood so that I would get an awesomely messed up smiley face that didn't make any sense and would make little kids want to go buy ice cream and then watch icelandian tuesday morning cartoons. Unfortunately I was not able to acomplish this, but thats life. I don't have a livejournal or anything so this is probably the only entry i'll ever write so im just going to recap my whole life right here. I was born one day, and it was a good day. A few years later I learned how to talk and I loved it but I wasn't aloud to talk in preschool at all so i felt extremely opressed which lead to my love for punk rock philosiphy at age 2 and a half. At the time though, during the ripe old year of 1991, there was a punk rock droubt and the grunge era exploded. So I decided to pick up on this revolution. This angry, real music helped me learn how to read and write. Then there were the dark years that I made some pretty bad decisions involving 4 year old girls and silly puddy and kangaroo penises but I won't get into that. Things started to get back on track my 3rd grade year as I started to get into Hanson and several goth techno bands such as orgy and prodigy. Then came my rap metal phase which deserves a slap in the face just because and then I started to smoke weed and listen to the Ramones all day long. And thats where I stand now. I also love pizza and masturbating. And I also love Breanne because she is the best. And I'm going to japan in 8 days and it should be the time of my life. w00t. Well, I hope everyone enjoyed reading my life story and I hope you learned a lot from it. Peace out kurizzo.
-Matt
-Matt