nar na nar nar nar
oh spring
Things are going pretty fucking well, I just got done cleaning. Comming home from van last night there were two hardcore rainbows, and the clouds had opened up right above the straight stretch, where as the rest of the world around us was dull and grey. Apart from this there was a kick ass little fisherman out there right below the brightest thickets rainbow, it was like a good omen or something.
I am frustraited with this concert thing. I just cant seem to find anything I really truley want to see, and that bothers me. Its enough to not be able to do something you want to do- because you are being punished or what not. But I dispise when the option just isnt there at all. Its like wanting alcohol during a prohibition, your like 'what does it taste like again'?
For some reason I keep thinking about one of my favorite shows, it was mad caddies at the meow meow, I think its called nocturnal or something now. It was winter, maxeen and the queers opened up. I remember it got so packed and hot, but it was one of the best longest biggest pits ever. I think its just that way at ska shows. But then I listen to them and Im like damn what happened to you guys that was coo..I loved going to shows, alone. I hate to keep bitching about it all the time but fuck it just kinda sucks, and my bitching never helps.
Then today I was in the store, and I heard this song in the backround and I was like 'yeah' kinda started bobbing my head and I knew it you know? But then it occured to me that though I knew the words I did not recignize the vocals or the song itself in name. It was dave mathews. This bothers me a little..
And then I will be wearing my new sun glasses inside the store like always, and I always find people starting at me, and I continue to wonder if that is why its kinda weird. OMG and then my mom drives by this guy thats like staring at us and shes like 'that guys been on our porch' I was like psh nigga please I dont even recognize that fool, and then shes like 'no thats mudd I remember' I myself only met him once at a much younger age, and I was rather amazed to hear those words come out of her mouth. I mean I laugh, when I use ebonics, so when my papa answers the phone hangs up and is like 'oh yeah its just french and dubb they are gonna come over with a bleezy and watch simpsons' I find it rather amusing. What can I say? Spring has sprung and it is doing me a world of good. I have spent my vacant space of time mostly working on things around the house, reading, writting, bonding with the fam and of course partaking in my favorite illegal activities as much as I can. There are so many flowers and the birds are all chirpy chirp chirp like in bambi or something its fucking nuts. And all these guys on aderol inspires me to be hyper and maticulous. Every once and a while, I want a ciggarette like so bad.
NaGeM<> if you read this, I miss you a lot!!! and I hope you are doing way good. Tori if you read this, your a good person but please dont call me as much because its just to much and you live like three states away, give it time for us to conger up things to talk about and have enough time to actually like-miss each other etc. no offense dude
oh yeah life goes on, long after the thrill of livin is gone
Things are going pretty fucking well, I just got done cleaning. Comming home from van last night there were two hardcore rainbows, and the clouds had opened up right above the straight stretch, where as the rest of the world around us was dull and grey. Apart from this there was a kick ass little fisherman out there right below the brightest thickets rainbow, it was like a good omen or something.
I am frustraited with this concert thing. I just cant seem to find anything I really truley want to see, and that bothers me. Its enough to not be able to do something you want to do- because you are being punished or what not. But I dispise when the option just isnt there at all. Its like wanting alcohol during a prohibition, your like 'what does it taste like again'?
For some reason I keep thinking about one of my favorite shows, it was mad caddies at the meow meow, I think its called nocturnal or something now. It was winter, maxeen and the queers opened up. I remember it got so packed and hot, but it was one of the best longest biggest pits ever. I think its just that way at ska shows. But then I listen to them and Im like damn what happened to you guys that was coo..I loved going to shows, alone. I hate to keep bitching about it all the time but fuck it just kinda sucks, and my bitching never helps.
Then today I was in the store, and I heard this song in the backround and I was like 'yeah' kinda started bobbing my head and I knew it you know? But then it occured to me that though I knew the words I did not recignize the vocals or the song itself in name. It was dave mathews. This bothers me a little..
And then I will be wearing my new sun glasses inside the store like always, and I always find people starting at me, and I continue to wonder if that is why its kinda weird. OMG and then my mom drives by this guy thats like staring at us and shes like 'that guys been on our porch' I was like psh nigga please I dont even recognize that fool, and then shes like 'no thats mudd I remember' I myself only met him once at a much younger age, and I was rather amazed to hear those words come out of her mouth. I mean I laugh, when I use ebonics, so when my papa answers the phone hangs up and is like 'oh yeah its just french and dubb they are gonna come over with a bleezy and watch simpsons' I find it rather amusing. What can I say? Spring has sprung and it is doing me a world of good. I have spent my vacant space of time mostly working on things around the house, reading, writting, bonding with the fam and of course partaking in my favorite illegal activities as much as I can. There are so many flowers and the birds are all chirpy chirp chirp like in bambi or something its fucking nuts. And all these guys on aderol inspires me to be hyper and maticulous. Every once and a while, I want a ciggarette like so bad.
NaGeM<> if you read this, I miss you a lot!!! and I hope you are doing way good. Tori if you read this, your a good person but please dont call me as much because its just to much and you live like three states away, give it time for us to conger up things to talk about and have enough time to actually like-miss each other etc. no offense dude
oh yeah life goes on, long after the thrill of livin is gone