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• 1986-09-08
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• Atop a cliff overlooking the sea
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• 2004-10-10
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• Dreamer//Tea Drinker//Graphic Designer
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• Joshua
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• Made you smile
Anime Fan Since
• I was a young lad
Favorite Anime
• Beck, FLCL, Fruits Basket, Love Hina, Nana
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• Find my paradise
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• Drinking on my kit, Drumming pictures, Drawing tea
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• Drumming, Making food disappear, Making myself disappear
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Sunday, February 13, 2005
Good times never last but they always return
*waves* Hi there!
It's been a while since my last update. Wanna know why?
Remember that stupid cousin of mine who got herself into alot of shit and pretty much destroyed my plans for Japan? Well, the bitch was over at my house. Since she was expelled from her schoolboard back in Vancouver AND her mom (my aunt) is close to breaking down because of her, she's going to continue schooling here. She stayed at our house because my uncle who has been cursed with taking care of her is preparing. He is the same uncle who was going to take me to Japan.
Now that the story has been told...
I swear if that stupid, whiny piece of shit gives me one more fucking reason to hate her, I will stab her with the blunt end of a drumstick. The whole fucking time she was here, she was on my computer, talking on the phone with her retarded gangster friends, and watching stupid shit on TV. Most of you are asking, why did you allow this? Well, unfortunately it's the only way to keep the bitch quiet. Otherwise, she would be bitching and whining about everything just for a bit of attention. I mean EVERYTHING. I was ready to snap when she started complaining about my MUSIC. She's into R&B and hip hop and rap and that kinda garbage. I, on the other hand, listen to real music. When I started blasting Our Lady Peace, she had the fucking guts to tell me in my face, "Turn down that shit because that guy sings like a retard." You know when you get so pissed but hold it in, you start to black out for a bit? Yes that happened to me but my father held me back. It doesn't bother me when she bitches about headaches or the temperature or the food because I can easily ignore it all but when she shouldn't even think of speaking an unkind word about my music. ARGH!
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Things got better on Friday. She was still here but I left the house for a jam session with the band boys. You know whats wicked? Strobe lights. I'm telling you, it's so trippy. Especially as the drummer. The lights were all off and we just jammed in this stop-frame animation type setting. Crazy crazy stuff. If it weren't for the late hours and work the previous day, we could've gone all night. We've also recruited a new vocalist because our original vocalist had other commitments. No jam session this friday though but we're still going to do something. We're most like going to shop at the music store.
Yesterday, I went Valentines day shopping for Pixie. I'll fill you all in about that in tomorrow's update.
Until then, Cheers!
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