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Saturday, October 15, 2005


   Homecoming, Contest, and maybe a striptease
The Homecoming was good. Although nobody I know won. Lorre Liz didn't win, Rachel didn't win, Omar didn't win....whatever.

Afterwords we got some spirit liftin' words from our directors and our principal. So we gotta be at school at 8:00am tomorrow.

The game was sucky though...lost like 38 to 7 (ouch)...oh well.

And after the game me and my buddy Esteban (aka Lenny Kravits) put on sunglasses and did some Ray Charles impressions. His was freakin' perfect! Hilarious. And I got this girl to do a striptease for me tomorrow for three bucks! (not really, the two of us were playin' around.)

Oh well Nite all.

Leftover pizza for breakfast.

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Thursday, October 13, 2005


   What a typical Thursday
Eh....Let's say this. It's rainin' outside and a bunch of idiots wanna fuck it up so they start not one, not two...but three food fights for no fuckin' reason. Wow. Somebody threw a fuckin' tray and knocked a freakin' light down and hurt somebody. All in the spirit of homecomin' weekend I guess...

Light show was good that we made.
although we messed up when we threw the glow sticks at the crowd....oh well....l8r.

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Tuesday, October 11, 2005


   Not much to say....
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Eh.....i'm hurgry. L8r.

Hope ya like the new LP theme!

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Monday, October 10, 2005


Homework sucks the worst....
Man, how am i supposed to enjoy my day off when I have all this crap to do...DAMNIT ALL TO HELL!

*sighs* I need to vent some anger...must eat PIZZA!

See ya when i see ya...

SotD is "4 Robots and Evil Scientist" by Tsunami Bomb. Lyrics provided by "plyrics.com"

"4 Robots And An Evil Scientist"

What you did to us was inexcusable
you disappointing, sallow scab
Took advantage of us got your way,
abused us, almost destroyed all we had.

You took my strength
you took my passion
and turned it into a fashion show
Dollar signs in your eyes
you begin to fantasize about how much money you'll be owed.

Drink your guilt down
while you drive around
and everything you did's a letdown

I am not a robot
He is not a robot
He is not a robot
He is not a robot
Never again!

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Sunday, October 9, 2005


   How's it goin' everybody?
Well it's safe to say comp. sucked. The last set was so fucked up it wasn't even funny. I called for an extra practice after rehersal on Monday. BUT PARTY TODAY AT JOSH'S (Grandpa's) HOUSE! That is after I get down with the Lord and go to church. Forgive my sins. And so on.

Amen.

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Wednesday, October 5, 2005


Coco puffs go moo, Rice Krispies go QUACK!
For some reason we came up with that in Spanish today.

I think I also got a girl in trouble for flirtin' around a bit too much. Not that I got in trouble... anyway got stuff to do so l8r.

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Monday, October 3, 2005


   Some people....
Damn some people are just full of the greatest amount of bull shit, you don't even do anythin' or TALK FOR THAT MATTER AND GET BITCHED AT BY PEOPLE YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW!

I'm not gonna mention any names but I still think there was no need for what happened today at practice.

Anyway, anybody who needs some help with a problem go visit my new site called Lost Philosopher. That's the site who shall help anybody in need.

Slight change in plan for a job. My mom won't allow me to apply for a job until I can prove that I can handle my grades and band practice. DAMNIT MY LIFE IS GETTIN' WORSE EVERY DAY...

SotD is...

"Mannish Boy" by The Rolling Stones

Mannish Boy (Morganfield)

Oh yeah, yeah
Oh yes
Everything gonna be alright

Oh yeah, yeah
Now when I was a young boy
At the age of five
My mother said I'll be
The greatest man alive

And now I'm a man
I'm over twenty-one
You better believe me, baby
And I'll say, we can have lots of fun

I'm a man
Huh huh huh huh huh
A man
Oh yeah

Oh yeah (oh yeah)
Oh yeah

The line I shoot
Will never miss
And when I make love to you baby
You just can't resist

Ooh, ain't that man
Spelled "M"
"A" child
"N"

No "B"
"O" child
"Y"
That spell mannish boy

I'm a man
A man
I'm a man
I'm a man

I sittin' on the outside
Just me and my mate
I made the move
Come up two hours late

Ain't that a man
No "B"
"O" child
"Y"
That spell mannish boy

I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a full grown man, baby

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah

All you pretty women
Stand in line
I make love with you baby
In an hour's time

I'm a man
I'm a man
Oh yeah (oh yeah)
Oh yeah (oh yeah)
Oh yeah (oh yeah)
Oh yeah (oh yeah)...


This is a classic blues song just for the record. I love the fact that this is where most blues songs are based upon.
Peace out everyone.
Comin' at ya from Memory Styles.

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Sunday, October 2, 2005


   Self starting time (yeah right)
I'm finally gonna see about gettin' a job now.

Upon noticin' that music store at the mall is now hirin' for part time. I'm finally gonna get some hookup's and get some cd's and dvd's i've been wantin'

and a little cash for a guitar and a bass never hurt either.

i'm not lookin' into gettin' paid under the table though...

SotD(N) is gonna be...

"Gold Digger" by Kanye West featurin' Jamie Foxx


[Jamie Foxx]
She take my money when I'm in need
Yea she's a trifflin friend indeed
Oh she's a gold digga way over town
That dig's on me

[Chorus:]
(She takes my money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)
But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
(She takes my money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)
but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl gone head

[Verse 1:]
Cutie the bomb
Met her at a beauty salon
With a baby louis vuitton
Under her underarm
She said I can tell you ROC
I can tell by ya charm
Far as girls you got a flock
I can tell by ya charm and ya arm
but I'm lookin for the one
have you seen her
My psychic told me she have a ass like Serena
Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids
An i gotta take all they bad ass to show-biz
Ok get ya kids but then they got their friends
I Pulled up in the Benz, they all got up In
We all went to Den and then I had to pay
If you fuckin with this girl then you betta be payed
You know why
It take too much to touch her
From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend say she use to fuck wit Usher
I dont care what none of yall say I still love her

[Chorus:]
(She takes my money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)
But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
(She takes my money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)
but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl gone head

[Verse 2:]
18 years, 18 years
She got one of yo kids got you for 18 years
I know somebody payin child support for one of his kids
His baby momma's car and crib is bigger than his
You will see him on TV Any Given Sunday
Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai
She was spose to buy ya shorty TYCO with ya money
She went to the doctor got lypo with ya money
She walkin around lookin like Michael with ya money
Should of got that insured got GEICO for ya moneeey
If you aint no punk holla We Want Prenup
WE WANT PRENUP!, Yeaah
It's something that you need to have
Cause when she leave yo ass she gone leave with half
18 years, 18 years
And on her 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his

[Chorus:]
(She takes my money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)
But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
(She takes my money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)
but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl gone head

[Verse 3:]
Now I aint sayin you a gold digger you got needs
You dont want ya dude to smoke but he can't buy weed
You got out to eat and he cant pay yall cant leave
There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves
But why yall washin watch him
He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datson
He got that ambition baby look in his eyes
This week he moppin floorz next week it's the fries
So, stick by his side
I know his dude's ballin but yea thats nice
And they gone keep callin and tryin
But you stay right girl
But when you get on he leave yo a** for a white girl

Get down girl gone head get down
Get down girl gone head get down
get down girl gone head get down
get down girl gone head
(lemme hear dat bak)


Peace out.

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Saturday, October 1, 2005


whoa....
Post Time:1:29Pm
Mood: bleh

man i didn't think i was ever gonna wake up this mornin'

Won the game and everythin'

Show was good.

Other team had their homecomin'

I got my bus to sing "Hotel California"...and got in troble for it...

Uh...I just woke up about 15 minuets ago...

Nothin' else to really talk about i suppose...

I'll see some sites and play some FF7....

peace.

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Thursday, September 29, 2005


   tired....
crap life sucks.

gotta get up early tomorrow for the pep rally...

eh...i think i'm failin' english right now...

failin' alg 2 with a 50 (Hint : it's the ONLY grade now...)....

i'm so tired i can't even keep my eyes open....

i keep puttin' "...." after every sentence....

SotD is "How Blue Can You Get?" by B.B. King

How Blue Can You Get Lyrics:
I´ve been down hearted baby
Ever since the day we met
I said i´ve been down hearted baby
Ever since the day we met
Our love is nothing but the blues
Baby, how blue can you get?

You´re evil when i´m with you, baby
And you´re jealous when we´re apart
I said you´re evil when i´m with you, baby
And you´re jealous when we´re apart
How blue can you get baby
The answer is right here in my heart

I gave you a brand new Ford
But you said: I want a Cadillac
I bought you a ten dollar dinner
And you said: thanks for the snack
I let you live in my pent house
You said it just a shack
I gave seven children
And now you wanna give them back
I said i´ve been down hearted baby
Ever since the day we met
Our love is nothing but the blues
Baby, how blue can you get?

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