...just bye
Okay. Wow. Where to begin. Got through woodworking again. I just read. People must think I am the biggest loner. That is another thing i realized today. i forgot that one of the biggest qualities that people liked in me, was how i never cared what anybody thaught and always spoke my mind. What happened? Blar. So People want shirts. Me and ray went out and got two short sleeve shirts and two long sleeve shirts and i made two new ones. Tomorrow we are recording out first REAL radio demo. We are going to include a random "GO BLUE KNIGHTS" during a generic thrash metal gallop that we have. We are being played on the school radio...so. Wow. I thauhgt i had alot to say. What happened? The cat fell down the stairs. It is even more retarded now. OH!:
On the way home from hyannis. This guy tried to pass us starting from like exit 6 or 5. But ray wouldnt let him. We would speed up until we were riding steady along a car on the other lane so that he couldnt really pass and get ahead since both lanes are blocking his path. then we would speed up and when he would go to switch lanes to pass us, ray would pretend to switch to by putting on his blinker. It was soo funny. You can see his hands flailing about in the mirror. the best part though, was when he got stuck behind the fritos truck. As we got off at our exit he finally passed us and me and ray gave him the devil horns. WE HAVE PICS OF OUR SHIRTS NO! Well one, no two shirts are the same. But to get an idea. Um. Wow. I really thaught I had more to say. I talked to my friend Ema today for the first time in a long time. HEY EMA! She is really cool shit. I met her randomly at an OPETH concert. She is going thru like evreything that i am at the same time! It is weird. She likes sporks too. Jonny The Homosidal Maniac as well. Everyone say hi to EMA GODDAMN IT!. I also met a cool kid from vietnam. He was randomnly put on my buddy list one day... so finally (after like a month or two) I IMed him and asked who he was. apperently his SN has been put on alot of random buddy lists. anyways, he is from vietname. Okay, as promised.
Synchronized Swimming -x- Billy 2003
An L.A. date rape
Oh what a world
He did it out of attention
Oh what a scornful world
I see the pale white marks
Before they appear in our air supply
Waiting for a single glimpse
Of a prolonged destiny
To lose fate
To lose face
Look, a star
It has fallen again
But no one will bother to pick at it
To claim fame
I hold myself countable
Responsible for the inheritance of a mans unfortunate disease
Suicide, gratitude, hopelessness, and a vegetable fiend
Oh what a world
Oh how I love to blame the world
As I say this in harmony with a sarcastic bird
All aboard the train
It’s heading towards pity
Heading towards a perfect life
Nearing the ones who know me
Oh so well
As they wish
Assume
Assumptions
The knowledge of bombs that know me best
The disagreeable
The negative rebuttals
Oh how I love the comfort
The dwelling
The wanting
The fear of being human
I sit and I pick at my roses in peace
Yet roses cannot be seen within a mile
From my middle finger
Lets all just sing a song that we call “hypocrisy”
The words that we find in our dictionary
ABC 123
Oh how I miss the brain dead thoughts
Oh how I miss kindergarten
Oh whoa me
Me me me
-x-
H sameA Puddle of Saliva -x- Billy 2003
Without my face in the room
Their can’t be a problem
No way to be directly connected to-
Scapegoat
That is too far
No such word in a river full of conferment
And if I don’t say a word
How can I cause anything new?
The barely berating hermit
Doesn’t want anything
Just to be liked
Neutral
And if I stop eating
I will grow weary and thin
You can see past me
I cannot exist
And if I switch my prescription candy
Then I will not know
Feel
Awake
I will be absurd
Obscure
I will manipulate myself into being what I need
What I need in order to be free
I need not to exist
On the way home from hyannis. This guy tried to pass us starting from like exit 6 or 5. But ray wouldnt let him. We would speed up until we were riding steady along a car on the other lane so that he couldnt really pass and get ahead since both lanes are blocking his path. then we would speed up and when he would go to switch lanes to pass us, ray would pretend to switch to by putting on his blinker. It was soo funny. You can see his hands flailing about in the mirror. the best part though, was when he got stuck behind the fritos truck. As we got off at our exit he finally passed us and me and ray gave him the devil horns. WE HAVE PICS OF OUR SHIRTS NO! Well one, no two shirts are the same. But to get an idea. Um. Wow. I really thaught I had more to say. I talked to my friend Ema today for the first time in a long time. HEY EMA! She is really cool shit. I met her randomly at an OPETH concert. She is going thru like evreything that i am at the same time! It is weird. She likes sporks too. Jonny The Homosidal Maniac as well. Everyone say hi to EMA GODDAMN IT!. I also met a cool kid from vietnam. He was randomnly put on my buddy list one day... so finally (after like a month or two) I IMed him and asked who he was. apperently his SN has been put on alot of random buddy lists. anyways, he is from vietname. Okay, as promised.
Synchronized Swimming -x- Billy 2003
An L.A. date rape
Oh what a world
He did it out of attention
Oh what a scornful world
I see the pale white marks
Before they appear in our air supply
Waiting for a single glimpse
Of a prolonged destiny
To lose fate
To lose face
Look, a star
It has fallen again
But no one will bother to pick at it
To claim fame
I hold myself countable
Responsible for the inheritance of a mans unfortunate disease
Suicide, gratitude, hopelessness, and a vegetable fiend
Oh what a world
Oh how I love to blame the world
As I say this in harmony with a sarcastic bird
All aboard the train
It’s heading towards pity
Heading towards a perfect life
Nearing the ones who know me
Oh so well
As they wish
Assume
Assumptions
The knowledge of bombs that know me best
The disagreeable
The negative rebuttals
Oh how I love the comfort
The dwelling
The wanting
The fear of being human
I sit and I pick at my roses in peace
Yet roses cannot be seen within a mile
From my middle finger
Lets all just sing a song that we call “hypocrisy”
The words that we find in our dictionary
ABC 123
Oh how I miss the brain dead thoughts
Oh how I miss kindergarten
Oh whoa me
Me me me
-x-
H sameA Puddle of Saliva -x- Billy 2003
Without my face in the room
Their can’t be a problem
No way to be directly connected to-
Scapegoat
That is too far
No such word in a river full of conferment
And if I don’t say a word
How can I cause anything new?
The barely berating hermit
Doesn’t want anything
Just to be liked
Neutral
And if I stop eating
I will grow weary and thin
You can see past me
I cannot exist
And if I switch my prescription candy
Then I will not know
Feel
Awake
I will be absurd
Obscure
I will manipulate myself into being what I need
What I need in order to be free
I need not to exist