...i hate snow too
I decided to go old school and use my LiveJounral. My[scene]Space seems to be the new thing now. Anyway, my life as of right now:
So I am awaiting the "OK" for my new car. If I do get it, I will be sporting a 1996 Infiniti G20 in top condition and previously owned by one owner - a drug lord I bet. Payments for that and the full insurance that must come with it will be tough. But I am going to get a few more jobs and do it up. I hope I get it and it works out. The band seems to be at an incline. We have two knew members and 7 songs to teach them. I hope we manage okay. So those are my first 2 stresses, however, it gets more stressful. I think it is now safe to say that I have fallen fore someone greatly in the past few months. Somebody that I cannot have I might add. And she makes me smile, she makes me laugh, she makes me happy, and she is beautiful. Now begins the process of forgetting. CHRISTMAS! That fucking holiday is going to be right under our noses before we know it. Ugh. The only good it brings is more hours at work and more money :) I have really become a money whore lately but point out one rich person who claims he isn't happy. Fuck whoever said "MONEY DOESN'T BRING YOU HAPPINESS". I am sure that if I was rich, I would be happy. I need a fucking Q-tip. In a more positive side, I have 3 concerts left that are coming up. TAKING BACK SUNDAY is first up, that is on THURSDAY. Next we have MARILYN MANSON at the AVALON the day after THANKSGIVING and lastly, we have TAKING BACK SUNDAY, THE USED, MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE, STRAYLIGHT RUN, and PRESIDENTS OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA on the 30th. I cannot wait. And I get to go with HEATHER :)
My computer is doing the weirdest thing lately. It will not play animated .gif files on the internet. It just stays at the first frame. Any answers? Wow. I miss this, being alone at 1 in the morning using LiveJournal that is. It seems less stressful. I think because everyone is preoccupied with MySpace now, I feel more room. I don't know what I am saying. Why is it that I have become what I have always hated? Granted I look good. (Not to sound conceited). But I am scene. I AM FUCKING SCENE. Ugh. A part of me wants sooo much to go back to the long hair and grungy ripped up clothing. But a part of me knows I can't. It is that damn mature part of me too, I know it is. Whatever. I will still always hate SPONGEBOB SQUARE PANZY. That little fuck. The show is sooo dumb and people just watch it because their friends do. ADMIT IT. Where did my childhood go? I swear I was an antisocial 16 year-old yesterday and playing in a shitty band called DRAINPIPE. I SWEAR TO THE STARS I WAS! Now I am 18, struggling, starving, broke, and CONFORMING! I AM BLENDING IN! I found a new freckle on the side of my hand. A very random spot I must say. Poor thing is all alone too. I am going to go get something to drink but I am not sure if I will finish this, I cannot sleep and I have to wake up early tomorrow so I can yell at TOYOTA before work. Blar.
My dad's girlfriend moved in officially along with her cat and one of two new roommates who will be living in the extra living spaces. Hectic indeed. I have this damn cut on my pinky and it is in a very bothersome place. It looks like I am a mess. Damn fall/winter months.
I'm sorry it took me so long,
billy [http://xbilly.org]
So I am awaiting the "OK" for my new car. If I do get it, I will be sporting a 1996 Infiniti G20 in top condition and previously owned by one owner - a drug lord I bet. Payments for that and the full insurance that must come with it will be tough. But I am going to get a few more jobs and do it up. I hope I get it and it works out. The band seems to be at an incline. We have two knew members and 7 songs to teach them. I hope we manage okay. So those are my first 2 stresses, however, it gets more stressful. I think it is now safe to say that I have fallen fore someone greatly in the past few months. Somebody that I cannot have I might add. And she makes me smile, she makes me laugh, she makes me happy, and she is beautiful. Now begins the process of forgetting. CHRISTMAS! That fucking holiday is going to be right under our noses before we know it. Ugh. The only good it brings is more hours at work and more money :) I have really become a money whore lately but point out one rich person who claims he isn't happy. Fuck whoever said "MONEY DOESN'T BRING YOU HAPPINESS". I am sure that if I was rich, I would be happy. I need a fucking Q-tip. In a more positive side, I have 3 concerts left that are coming up. TAKING BACK SUNDAY is first up, that is on THURSDAY. Next we have MARILYN MANSON at the AVALON the day after THANKSGIVING and lastly, we have TAKING BACK SUNDAY, THE USED, MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE, STRAYLIGHT RUN, and PRESIDENTS OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA on the 30th. I cannot wait. And I get to go with HEATHER :)
My computer is doing the weirdest thing lately. It will not play animated .gif files on the internet. It just stays at the first frame. Any answers? Wow. I miss this, being alone at 1 in the morning using LiveJournal that is. It seems less stressful. I think because everyone is preoccupied with MySpace now, I feel more room. I don't know what I am saying. Why is it that I have become what I have always hated? Granted I look good. (Not to sound conceited). But I am scene. I AM FUCKING SCENE. Ugh. A part of me wants sooo much to go back to the long hair and grungy ripped up clothing. But a part of me knows I can't. It is that damn mature part of me too, I know it is. Whatever. I will still always hate SPONGEBOB SQUARE PANZY. That little fuck. The show is sooo dumb and people just watch it because their friends do. ADMIT IT. Where did my childhood go? I swear I was an antisocial 16 year-old yesterday and playing in a shitty band called DRAINPIPE. I SWEAR TO THE STARS I WAS! Now I am 18, struggling, starving, broke, and CONFORMING! I AM BLENDING IN! I found a new freckle on the side of my hand. A very random spot I must say. Poor thing is all alone too. I am going to go get something to drink but I am not sure if I will finish this, I cannot sleep and I have to wake up early tomorrow so I can yell at TOYOTA before work. Blar.
My dad's girlfriend moved in officially along with her cat and one of two new roommates who will be living in the extra living spaces. Hectic indeed. I have this damn cut on my pinky and it is in a very bothersome place. It looks like I am a mess. Damn fall/winter months.
I'm sorry it took me so long,
billy [http://xbilly.org]