February 2010
thegrammys:
Album of the Year goes to Taylor Swift!
*awaits Kanye West*
January 2010
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I complain that nobody ever asks me anything, but then again, I never really advertise this. So, my bad.
Electrical Tape.
It’s been awhile, no?
I left off on Thursday night. I’m pretty sure I just went to sleep.
I woke up Friday morning and got my materials ready for school and wrestling. There would be an assembly at school today, but I wouldn’t be around to see it, due to the wrestling tournament.
We picked up Erik and got to school. I went straight from my locker to the locker room to put...
“These moves were made by the Japanese. Are they fucking tall?”
– Coach Gilbert, on whether or not a particular move-set would work for short people.
Dandy.
Last night, I hit the hay after writing that entry.
I woke up this morning and got ready for school. We picked up Erik and were on our way. We arrived at school and assembled by my locker.
In sociology, we had an actual lecture. Obanor was absent at first, but I reassured everyone that he was on “black people time” and would arrive eventually, as he did. In study hall, I worked...
“Shut the fuck up, you fucking faggot.”
– Anderson, to “Samoa Joe”.
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let’s entertain me before I hit the hay?
Clobber.
Last night, before I went to bed, I hastily wrote my color poem for creative writing, which turned out pretty well, for having been completed in fifteen minutes. Boy, isn’t that nifty? I texted Jessica goodnight, despite knowing she wouldn’t respond. Then when she returns, she’ll see all my goodnight texts on her phone and it’ll be a total “awww” moment. ...
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Lamps.
Yesterday, my entry wasn’t as detailed as I wanted it to be. It was well past my bedtime and I was tired, so my caring level wasn’t at it’s highest. But I’m committed to making this a good entry, so let’s go.
This morning I awoke and decided that for breakfast I would eat the lone leftover donut from Sunday’s breakfast. I was very skeptical at first, as...
“A man with his hands in his pockets all day is cocky.”
– Coach Gilbert.
Motorbike.
Picking up from where I left off Sunday morning, my parents and brother returned home from church with donuts from the new Dunkin Donuts by my house. It was decent, but I wasn’t really sure what I was expecting. All Dunkin Donuts pretty much taste the same no matter where they’re purchased. After breakfast, I started what I originally intended on doing, which was downloading a...
Roger Federer: Most Honest Man in Sports
dangurewitch:
Announcer: Why do you think you match up so well against Lleyton Hewitt? [who he has beaten the last 15 times they played] Roger Federer: Maybe I, obviously, have more raw talent than him.
Watch“Exodus 5.1” by [Chicago’s own] Rhymefest
Produced by Scram Jones. Video by CW.
Watch
Brownies For Breakfast.
It appears I have some catching up to do.
Friday, we had a half-day along with a dress down day to benefit Haiti. I wore my 3OH!3 t-shirt with my Marian sweatpants. Nothin’ special. Only a half-day. After picking up Erik and arriving at school, we hung out with the gang by my locker until the bell rang.
Friday was two days ago, so things get kind of blurry around now, so bear with...
Can't Think of a Good Song-Related Title...
martymcflie:
A Baconator plus chocolate fries are fucking delicious.
What are these chocolate fries you speak of?
Why CBS Wants the Jets To Lose →
It appears the biggest money-maker match-up for the NFL would be a Colts/Vikings Super Bowl.
Manning vs. Favre would be pretty epic….
Reach your hand in a bag of skittles and you will...
“Man, get yo wrastlin’ shoes on. I’mma beat yo ass.”
– Josh, in response to constructive criticism by coaches.
“My god doesn’t believe in seat-checks.”
– Crosetto.
Secret Agent.
Last night, I’m pretty sure I just went to bed after I wrote that entry. Yesterday was boring. I don’t really know why, it just was.
I woke up this morning at 6:30 and got ready for school. We picked up Erik and were on our way. Erik went to the lost and found to try and retrieve his lost cell phone. I honestly didn’t think anything was ever reported to the lost and found...
Is MySpace Records Slowly Going Under? →
The obvious answer is yes, but this article turned me on to something: MySpace Records still exists?
Don’t get me wrong, I liked Mickey Avalon, but when you’re trying to start a record label, your flagship artist’s lead single probably shouldn’t be about penises. It’s just not good marketing.
Meaningful and Magical.
Last night, I just went to sleep. Well, I tried to go to sleep. I couldn’t fall asleep for awhile. But I did hit the hay eventually.
I woke up this morning at 6:30a.m. and got ready for school. Breakfast was lame as hell because we no longer have orange juice, which is my favorite beverage ever. I seriously drink three gallons of orange juice in an average week. No lie. Anyway, my...
“Lesbians don’t eat peanut butter.”
– Coach Gilbert.
I'm a Loser.
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The Kids Are Alright.
After I wrote that entry yesterday (the legit one, not the one about y’all being so damn gloomy), I went to Erik’s house. It was at Erik’s house where I discovered the video game brilliance that is Earth Defense Force 2017, or 地球防衛軍. EDF2K17 tells the story of a world in chaos. Earth has been taken over by hostile invaders that consist of giant fire spitting ants, giant jumping...
Waka Flocka Flame Shot Twice In Robbery Attempt →
He asked shawty what the fuck he want
They hit him wit’ da choppa
called that shit hot lava.
Happy 201st Birthday Edgar Allen Poe!
“Mr....
Y'all Depress Me, Tumblr Folk.
You really do. I don’t think I’ve read one positive thing on here today.
smh.
Keys.
Last night I didn’t go to Hanauer’s, but it was still a decent night. My parents got Dimitri’s for dinner and we watched the Jets pull off an upset over the Chargers. The Chargers are my least favorite NFL team. I can’t even think of what my second least favorite NFL team is. That’s how much I hate the Chargers. Anyway, I sorta kinda watched the Golden Globe...
Fuck Tumblr
martymcflie:
I just typed up a very long, emotional post about this week. When I hit the spell check, this piece of shit site freezes and I couldn’t retrieve it, because that only saves the title of the post. I can’t deal with these frustrations much longer…
Happens to the best of us. Since a lot of my entries are pretty lengthy, before I post it, I copy it all into a word file, just in case...
Skinny Dreams.
I left off on Wednesday night as I was trying to come up with a poem for creative writing class. With a little assistance from Katie, I did manage to compose a brilliantly clever, secretly acrostic, romantic poem, which is actually about pancakes. After I had my dad read it, I went to bed.
I woke up on Thursday at 6:00am, as I wanted to get to school early. Erik and I did get to school early,...
“It don’t take two legs to tango”
– Crosetto, on sex with amputees.
The Lizard Queen.
I woke up this morning at 6:30am. I may or may not have said this before, but I hate using my cell phone as an alarm clock. But on the other hand, I always use my cell phone as a clock. Whenever I try and set my alarm, my cell phone rarely knows whether I want to wake up at 6:30am or 6:30pm. It can never seem to tell the difference. It’s like I’ll set the alarm, which is usually...
Spray Paint & Ink Pens.
Last night, after I wrote that entry, I did a lot of thinking. I tried to go to bed, but ended up laying in bed for awhile. I thought about so many things. The entire day, I felt pretty bummed. To put it bluntly, school sucked yesterday. It was just awful. It was probably the worst school day I ever experienced. All I wanted was to go home. But the difference between my thoughts during the...