Breakfast With My Shadow

So spring break was pretty nifty. I saw everything in Washington D.C that I wanted to see, so I guess it was satisfying. My mama + my little brother were killing me with the whole tourist thing - taking pictures of EVERYTHING, asking EVERYBODY directions, insisting on taking the trolley EVERYWHERE….but I can’t complain because I have no money to fund the expenses for that trip and being a tourist is the whole point of vacations. But yeah. I hope you all (or just Zipo if it’s just Zipo reading this) had a good break.

Jeez my esophagus is hurting like heck. My capillaries are screaming. I feel like I’ve just ran a mile. I hate being sick.

Umm. Well prom is next week. That will be cool.

I feel really submissive…but it’s hard for me to explain because it’s just too vague of a topic. Dude. Luke chapter 15 is killing me, I think. Also, I got laid into at jazz band practace yeterday, because I haven’t been practicing like I should. My solo sounded like crap. I’m humiliated.

We’re reading Romeo and Juliet in English. I’m Benvolio. I hate the whole story. Stupid kids. But I like Benvolio y Mercutio okay.

So this girl I know was talking about stereotypes and hypocrisy. It was a pretty heated discussion actually. She goes on about how people catagorize goths and wannabe-athletes and smart asses and druggies and how wrong it is. Then she gets on the topic of “preps” and I didn’t even know what a prep was. So I asked her and she said that they were people that wore a lot of expensive clothing and talked a lot about shallow things. And she said that she personally didn’t like “those kind of people, because they are ignorant and hypocritical” But then I got even more confused because two minutes before she was telling me she thought stereotyping was stupid. So I tell her this. And she got pissed. And won’t talk to me.

This is my girlfriend that’s pissed too. It’s so tiring.

Also. I don’t like people who talk to me about all of things that they have exposed me to. Music. Movies. Ect. They automatically expect credit for things that I love just because they happened to influence me to love those things in the first place. Like if someone sees their favorite band on my iPod that they had previously recommended, they get all excited and their egos rise to insanity. Or if they tell me they love this movie and I go out and rent it, they don’t ask me if I liked it, they talk about how much they liked it. I mean….I do appreciate it, if someone suggests I watch or read or listen to something, and I end up enjoying whatever I watch or read or listen to. But sharing something isn’t supposed to boost your self esteem. It’s about how much a person loves something you share. Does this make any sense? I know I’m ranting…it’s just something that irritates me.
“I would give someone a record so they could love the record, not so they always know that I gave it to them”
-the perks of being a wallflower.

Gosh, I’m sorry about the ramblings.  I have nowhere else to write these things down. Hey as soon as I practice a little bit, I’ll come back and update the Entertainment page. I promise.

Here listen: it’s music! Time To Pretend – MGMT. It’s kinda techno. Kinda. Listen to it!

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And now for something completely different

I have been in this ”blogging” business for almost 2 years now, and I feel that my timer has ran out. All my old friends, with the exception of Brian,Zipo, Narnia, and Steller, have either quit or have started ignoring old friends for new *cough* not naming anyone*cough*.  Since I have been through a lot in wordpress I will miss it, and may pop in a few times later. As far as I am concerned my time has been up, all these new bloggers about, and me being here from the time of posting and actually responding to peoples comments, such a trait died long ago.. Infact many people don’t even conceder the thought of actually going to their blog and seeing whats going on. I am terribly sad that this has happened but it has, the age of me being here is over, I am an artifact who does not make interesting posts anymore, I am an old man in blogging years, but this is okay for I accept this, and it could not have come in better time. I am now starting to think about track, I am biking more(even did 28 miles today in the hilly ups and downs of the Ozarks), and i am climbing more mountains in the summer. I have tests to take at school and more socializing to do. I have enjoyed my blogging years, I have enjoyed working at the sites I work a only the fact that when I leave noone will remember me will depress me. Everyone that actually gave a damn have left except for a few. I will definitly miss those already gone away, some without a mention. Those people are

Olly(still talk to him on MSN though)

Logan(long gone somewhere)

Spongekid3(i dunno)

Giambinny(still I dunno)

Josh(did the same as me but earlier, sad really but i still email him)

Mark(pengi, left without a trace)

I cannot recall any others. Sorry if you were forgotten, I know how it feels.

So yes, i quit, It is not out of pite,depression,or just plain boredom, but out because I know I don’t go on here a lot, and I know you know too. So Cheer up, and Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life!

Opus Out, Peace Out. (Monty Python, and George Carlin For Ever *hold up peace sign*) ( BUSH SUCKS!) (Obama Rules) (And Now For Something Completely Different…. The End Of Opus)

:-p

Bankrupt A Blue Sky

Hey. What’ s up?

I finished my wallet.

Hey so it’s almost been a year since I started my first blog. Look how much has changed… Anger Management was my best blog and it was less lonely. I posted like every 3 days and had around 200 hits every 24 hours. But it’s okay. This blog kinda represents a mellow-er personality of mine. It’s quiet and nearly everybody has left (thank you for your loyalty Zipo7…and Npengi.) but it’s still running. And I’m still here. If you have any questions or just want to talk to Peaceoutdude, then go ahead.  I. Am. Still. Here. Where’d everybody else go? Don’t tell me you’re busy because everybody is busy. How about every time you sit at your computer to do homework or check your facebook, look up on a few blogs. Make somebody’s day. Say hello every once in awhile.  Yeh get it?

Yeah. So anyways…spring break is finally here for me. Tomorrow I’m going to yet another drumline competition, a party or two, and catching up on sleep. Sunday = church. Monday = Airport. I hate airplanes. I really do. Wish me luck. Next week = Washington D.C I’m not a real history guru but I think I’ll enjoy it. I’ll take some pictures of important things like my shoes and the road map and the hotel continental breakfast sign.
I hope you all had or will have a great Spring Break. (Stupid education board banned Easter Break )

Ummmm….what else. Did you guys hear about San Diego state college accidentally sending like acceptance forms to 26,000 rejects? Yeah…I thought it was hilarious.

Ummmmm…….I dunno. I’m really tired. My throat hurts. I hope it’s not Strep because I’ll kill myself if I’m sick over Easter break. By the way, watch out for those Easter Bunnies. Some are actually fat hairy men in costumes.Is that not the scariest thing you’ve ever seen? —->