fuck xanga dude. i say this as i fucking write in it. damn.

anyways.

so like all of thanksgiving break was pretty badass. i wrote down what i did haha. cos i knew i wouldnt remember..

friday- went to mats. walked around townnn. saw thomas in person for the first time. saw chrispy for the first time in like a bajillion years.

saturday- went to lisas. claire picked us up. went to go get braxton. saw mat and dave walking on the street and tried to pick them up.. but dave is a jerkoff and wouldnt let mat come. he also said i wasn't "punk enough". hahaha OKAY MR SCENESTER PUNK WITH YOUR LEOPARD PRINT PANTS AND MOHAWK. too bad the only bands you know are the casualties, unseen, and exploited. fag. then we went over to thomas' and i chased him with a staple gun. etc. then we went to david reeds, and lisa, clurr, and brax smoked and were fuckin buuhlazzed. haha.

sunday- magic time machine with lisa, clurr and braxton. then reeds. then thomas'.

monday- stayed home all day. lisa stayed the night. magical myspace makeover. talked to thomas and told him he was a drug hahaha.

tuesday- lezli picked us up. went and got braxton and nathen. then to thomas'. mat came. then we went to josldfjdsf (can't spell his name) and we drankkk yanno. brieanne got cigarettes.. umm.. went back to their house.. broke brieannes bed.. everyone was drunk. claire gave braxton a hickey. lost my cigs. took thomas' cigs. then we all went to lisas and had a little ICE cream. then home.

wednesday- went to lisa's. brieanne picked us up. went to the mall with brieanne, crystal, thomas, cameron, mattie, and lisa. saw aleesha and josh. braxton came to thomas' with some chick cos they wanted to go to a party. brieanne brought me home.

thursday- thanksgiving. (sucked. didnt even get to see jake. =[) and ceci came to town.

friday- lisa's. brieanne took us to oaklawn(gaytown). thomas asked me out. lisa, ceci and thomas came over. lisa cut thomas' hair. claire picked us up. went and got braxton. came back to my house and chiefed on the balcony. thomas got called nasal boy. hahaha. then joe's. ;]

saturday- lisa's. ceci and i walked up to the gas station.. asked some motorcycle dude to buy us cigs. haha "wanna be a doll and by me some cigs" hahaha. then we went to reeds. gat drunkkk with tony, reed, cuzzin daniel, lisa, clurr, and ceci. tony broke up with claire. came home shitfaced.

sunday- got grounded. went to grandmas. talked to tony all day on phone. tony and lisa.

gahhh and alot of shit has happened since then.. but i really don't feel like typing... so yeaa

Currently Listening The Riot City Years: 1983-1984 By Varukers see related

so it's been a while. kayy.

hmm.. well.. update?

well where do i start?

well, i guess i'll start with this past friday..

friday: i woke up and went to my grandmas house at.. let's sayyy 6:30 in the morning... yea 6:30. so i fixed all the song names on my iPod (o, i got an iPod by the way..) and i put more on it. yeaaa.. i did that until about 11:15. then, my grandma and i went up to the hospital to see my grandpa cos they were about to move him and send him to a nursing home/rehabilitation so he can learn how to walk again. (he's been laying in a hospital bed for about 2 months now, if that clears anything up.) so after we saw him, we went to best buy and i got a wall plug for my iPod since my fucking computer is too god damn old to put iTunes on it. gay. eventually, i got to school and i chilled with candice and some other people until school started. WOW this is taking so long. let me break it a little shorter.. so i went into school and me and this guy tory (i think that's his name) looked at apartments all day on the internet cos we were being slackers. yeaa like usual. then after school, candice's grandma picked me and candice up and we went over to chris reeves' house and chilled there for a while. you kno CHILLLLED. we were supposed to go to the show, but we didn't have a ride back.. so that didn't happen. o well. so, then candice and i walked up to taco bueno, where we ate a shitload of crappy mexican food. then my mom and mike picked me up and stuart (candice's friend) picked her up. so i came home and lezli came over and we went to the gecko since i only had like an hour till curfew. lame. justin and darius met us up there and justin ate my burger. fucker. =] o well. then lezli went home and i went home and yuhhh. the end for friday night.

saturday: got up and took a well-needed shower. lezli was supposed to come get me at 12.. but that didn't happen. so i went over to justin's house and we had brian (beaner) come pick us up. we went up to jack in the box/shell, ate, and then beaner bought me some cigs (pack number 1). then justin and beaner almost got into a fight with this 30 year old "soccer-dad" (who had his kids with him) that was wearing aviator glasses. what a fucking cool guy, right? yea..no. so we then went to vista ridge so i could get some gauges, and some faggot singer guy was there, causing all the faggoty little teenybopper bitches running after him all over the mall. now if you've ever actually witnessed some sort of scene like this, then you can understand how INCREDIBLY FUCKING ANNOYING it is. so i picked up a few applications and we left. then we went to pick lance up from work and then to miguels to get him. by this time, lezli called and said she was on her way, so she just met us at miguels. we all came back to austin ranch and CHILLLLLED. and then lezli and i left.  we went to cd world and i got a varukers cd and a crass shirt. yaayyy. about this time, mattie was calling me, asking for a cigarette. so we took him one and as soon as he was done smoking it, he like walked off, leaving us there. awkward. so then we went to braxtons to see him, cos the poor kid was grounded, which ended in us (lezli and i) dashing to the car and driving off right as his grandma got back. close call. then we came back to my house and realized that we were really bored. so i called up gino (ex) to see what he was doing. he was at brad's house (and i haven't seen these people in like 2 years almost) so we went over there. i was greeted with hugs =] which included brad and gino both lifting me up and twirling me around. yayy. so we go in and giovanni (gino's brother), pb (one of my good friends from the "turner days"), james yahoudy, michael gay, carlos fuentes and some girl named ryan were all there. can anyone say REUNION?!?!?! yeahh. so we chilled there for about an hour and then lezli dropped me off at kohl's, so i could go with beaner, lance, miguel, justin, and this one kid, anthony. so we chilled up there for a while, then darius and some goofy looking guy came and picked up justin. so i was in a car with 2 guys i knew from work, 1 guy that was in my world geography class last year, and some guy i had only met like one time before that. haha. we had to wait up there for reasons, then we eventually left and beaner bought me some more cigs (pack number 2) cos i had run out. fucking people bumming cigs from me. god dammit. so by then, it was about 10:50 and they had to rush me home before 11. so i got home, gauged my ears (to a zero!!) and went to sleep.

sunday/today: this morning, i woke up, got ready and my mom took me to lisa's house. lisa and ceci, of course, had to go to wal-mart while i was on my way. so i waited by the pool for about 2 cigarettes, and then walked up to wal-mart to look for them, only to find that they were already home. so i had to walk back to lisa's house. i must say, i have NEVER been stared at more in my life than i was in that 30 minutes of walking around alone. or maybe i just noticed cos i was alone. o fucking well. it was still pretty gay. so i got back to lisa's and we woke up jonathan (another ex) and i talked to him. he doesn't hate me anymore. that's good. then he left with some people and claire came over to bring ceci's shoes. we ended up chillin for the rest of the day and then on the way home, claire took me to see <3 javiii <3 (the fucking love of my LIFE)!!! yayyyyy. =]=]=]=] that pretty much made my day. so then she brought me home and on the way (like in the car) i told her i was sorry for all the bullshit and drama that we've been through and shit. so i'm pretty shore that we're cool again. that's good. and now i'm home.

so i kno my weekend wasn't as eventful as some people's may have been, but it's definately one of the better weekends that i've had since i got on probation. plus i left alot of stuff out so u kNO. yeaaa. but the highlight was getting to see my baby (JAVII!!) for the first time since like july. that's prolly going to make this whole week good.

plus i get to see him next weekend too!! yayy x10!!

plus tomorrow, i'm gonna put some more music on my iPod. that'll be a PAINNNN IN MY ASSS but it's definately well worth it. =] anywayyss i'm pretty shore that nobody is actually going to read this WHOLE THING, but if you did, then MAD PROPS TO YOU cos i wouldn't have the patience or a good enough attention span to do that.

kayyy? kay cool. kthx. byeee

i fuck nuns.

i hate fucking emofaggot motherfuckers.

i hate ugly chicks that talk shit and don't back it up.

idk.

I wonder when people will realize that the "scene" has become homogeneous. It's full of 14 year old girls with uneven bangs, black and white striped shirts, and tattered low-top black Chuck Taylors, who swoon over homosexual kissing and pathetic whiny lyrics and overuse the symbols.

Their favorite quote is, invariably, "The truth is you could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt" because it like, so totally describes their relationship with that one HAWT sophomore who totally ripped their hearts out when they were like, SO in love with him.

Their favorite type of music is, of course, "emo, screamo, and hardcore", three terms which, in their minds, invariably include the bands Taking Back Sunday, Thrice, and Hawthorne Heights.

Their AIM screennames often include x's, the words "electrikk", "disaster", or some play on their favorite song from their favorite band, you know, the one they saw on MTV like a couple times, but shouldn't be on MTV because they're like, way too emo for that.

They take hundreds of black and white pictures with way too much contrast of themselves looking plaintively down at the ground, pointing a gun made of their fingers at their heads, or kissing the camera while displaying their expert application of lip gloss around their labret piercing and the thick dark eyeliner that circles their eyes.

They embrace the "dork" that is inside their polished, fashionable exteriors by writing in their LiveJournals or Xangas about how they and their friends had an 'N Sync sing-a-long at one of their sleepovers because, remember, 'N Sync is soooo not popular anymore and they like, sooo wouldn't follow any of the fads of today, so they embrace the fads of yesterday.

They adore "retro fashion", meaning anything from the 80's, because they totally used to wear neon colors and big beaded bracelets, even though they were born in, at the earliest, 1988 and remember jack shit about the fashion and culture of the 80's.

It's full of "emo boys" who often are difficult to differentiate from "emo girls", who have meaningless tattoos even though they're 15, smoke a lot of cigarettes, drink a lot of hard liquor, and are in some shitty band that plays a couple of gigs in someone's basement because they're "too cool to go mainstream" when really, they just suck.

They weigh roughly 90 pounds, wear girls' jeans that hug their asses in just the right places, belts buckled somewhere around the side of their right leg, tight striped 80's style polo shirts or band t-shirts, and skater shoes, even though they don't skate because that's soooo lame.

They write awful poetry about the dark abyss of their souls and how the gun is pointed at their heads, the trigger poised to blast away the bloody memories of a failed romance. They cried when Blink-182 broke up, and they have a secret obsession with Avril Lavigne because, like, she really IS kinda hot even though her music totally sucks.

They spend more time at the mirror than their female counterparts do, making sure that the long black shock of hair at the front of their heads lies covering one eye just so, that their lip piercing is perfectly placed so that it looks hot when they kiss other boys, that their pants are the right degree of tightness so as not to exude gayness.

Emo boys and girls often use the suffix "Xcore" to describe themselves, using a number of adjectives or nouns to accomplish this task. This is a play off hardcore music, or "hXc". Some of these descriptive words include "fashionXcore", "retroXcore", or even "yournamehereXcore."

This way of speaking is retarded or nonsensical to everyone else except those "in the scene", but it totally doesn't matter because they're too nonconformistXcore for anyone to truly understand their "scene".

They couldn't name a Sunny Day Real Estate or Rites of Spring song if it came up and bit them on their Gap Jeans-clad asses, and they claim to like the Smiths because Jesse Lacey of Brand New said they were cool.

Sure, they listen to some new "emoXcore" bands, but they're all pretty much the same five bands:
1. Taking Back Sunday
2. Senses Fail
3. Thrice
4. Hawthorne Heights
5. Story of the Year
To these promising young firecrackers, music takes a backseat to fashion in their scene of choice.

Emo girls just want to kiss emo boys, emo boys just want to kiss other emo boys, and they all want to wear tight pants and take lots of pictures of themselves. End of story. Because honestly? It's electrikk!

wow so alot has gone down since my last entry you kNO.

&hearts; me and kitty are NOT friends anymore. she chose her boyfriend over me. that's fine.

&hearts; david hates me, i think.

&hearts; i've got one more anger management class.. i saw tony and claire at the last one. that was awkward. i don't think they saw me.

&hearts; i start school on monday. that'll be sufficiently awkward, seeing as kitty will be there. and according to her, you have to work in partners and i don't know anyone at winfree.

&hearts; i'm friends with amber now. she's cool.. what was i thinking last year when i didn't like her. that girl is rad.

&hearts; i think i'm gonna hang out with lisa (lee saw) this weekend. she's rad and she's a dingbat.. hahahhahahahaha DINGBAT!

&hearts; no more chillin at my grandma and grandpas house. :) i'm gonna get to have a life kinda. haha that's sad that i think of going to school as having a life.

&hearts; yea i think that's about it. i don't fucking know. i'm bored. and i'm striking from myspace. i made signs and everything.

&hearts; toms a biggedy bitch.

:)