and the verdict is in...
...I'm an asshole.
I think I was called an asshole more times in those comments than I've ever been in my entire life. A very smart woman (who has now gone completely insane) once told me that if you are called something enough over a long period of time, then you start to believe it. I'm assuming it works when you are called something a million times in a short period of time too.
Yeah I guess I do look down on people, I guess I am a mean spirited dick half the time, and I guess if I look at it from your perspectives, then I don't deserve all that I supposedly have. But as a completely insane woman (who I think was always completely insane) once told me, You only get what you give. It's probably the only thing she's ever said that I've listened to.
Anonymous poster, I am happy. Just not when I'm around you. No, I don't have any idea who you are, but I have a feeling that you are someone I know. And if not, then right now you represent a few people that I unfortuantely chose to surround myself with.
Chrissy, I don't like you, you don't like me, so let's just not see or hear eachother again for the rest of our lives. just like that it's over. I wish you well in the future, as long as you never talk to me again.
Harknett, thank you for the defense, but I believe I sensed a touch of reluctance from my future attorney and lead singer. You don't need to feel compelled to defend me, after all it's just a stupid livejournal. I appreciate it all though. Thanks for being such a good friend these past three years. And if you're unhappy about the people you hang out with, then give me a shout sometime soon. It seems to me that we are in the same boat.
One-Cooler-Ryan, good point, but as an answer to your question, the reason we can't all be friends is because of livejournal.
This was not an explaination, not any kind of excuse, not an apology, not a cry for help of any kind. This was merely a follow-up. And this is the end.
So this was it, my much anticipated final livejournal entry. Everyone should just forget that "Whenwin" ever existed. Should you chose to remember him, remember the good times, remember the witty comments, the poetry and lyrics, and the one or two entries that some people actually thought were insightful, well-written points. Please try to forget all the slams, all the insults, all the bad things that stood out in all of your minds and try to put it all into perspective. Whenwin was a hardworking musician who did alot for his band, who tried to help his friends but they wouldn't let him, who never really wanted or deserved any kind of praise. But forget about Whenwin, for he no longer exists. Now there is only Isaac. And Isaac is moving on. Maybe you all should too.
See you all in Nova Scotia.
peace out
-Isaac John Petite Hansen
Whenwin
"A Man With Wings"
R.I.P.
August 2003 - July 2004
I think I was called an asshole more times in those comments than I've ever been in my entire life. A very smart woman (who has now gone completely insane) once told me that if you are called something enough over a long period of time, then you start to believe it. I'm assuming it works when you are called something a million times in a short period of time too.
Yeah I guess I do look down on people, I guess I am a mean spirited dick half the time, and I guess if I look at it from your perspectives, then I don't deserve all that I supposedly have. But as a completely insane woman (who I think was always completely insane) once told me, You only get what you give. It's probably the only thing she's ever said that I've listened to.
Anonymous poster, I am happy. Just not when I'm around you. No, I don't have any idea who you are, but I have a feeling that you are someone I know. And if not, then right now you represent a few people that I unfortuantely chose to surround myself with.
Chrissy, I don't like you, you don't like me, so let's just not see or hear eachother again for the rest of our lives. just like that it's over. I wish you well in the future, as long as you never talk to me again.
Harknett, thank you for the defense, but I believe I sensed a touch of reluctance from my future attorney and lead singer. You don't need to feel compelled to defend me, after all it's just a stupid livejournal. I appreciate it all though. Thanks for being such a good friend these past three years. And if you're unhappy about the people you hang out with, then give me a shout sometime soon. It seems to me that we are in the same boat.
One-Cooler-Ryan, good point, but as an answer to your question, the reason we can't all be friends is because of livejournal.
This was not an explaination, not any kind of excuse, not an apology, not a cry for help of any kind. This was merely a follow-up. And this is the end.
So this was it, my much anticipated final livejournal entry. Everyone should just forget that "Whenwin" ever existed. Should you chose to remember him, remember the good times, remember the witty comments, the poetry and lyrics, and the one or two entries that some people actually thought were insightful, well-written points. Please try to forget all the slams, all the insults, all the bad things that stood out in all of your minds and try to put it all into perspective. Whenwin was a hardworking musician who did alot for his band, who tried to help his friends but they wouldn't let him, who never really wanted or deserved any kind of praise. But forget about Whenwin, for he no longer exists. Now there is only Isaac. And Isaac is moving on. Maybe you all should too.
See you all in Nova Scotia.
peace out
-Isaac John Petite Hansen
Whenwin
"A Man With Wings"
R.I.P.
August 2003 - July 2004