February 2010
thanks for following, fuckyeahforevertskids! =]]]
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whatthehellllll.
i am so bad at this effing game. and i used to totally pwn at carmen sandiago. i don’t even know, hahahah.
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first class cancelled! woooo!
which means i have some time to talk about my lovelyyy day yesterday. i’ll pretty much sum it up in bullet points as i always do; going to the show by myself, but was still cool because the random people there were awesome waiting in the freezing cold for 3 hours anarbor merch boy matt falling in the snowbank and slipping 3 more times slade echeverria and andrew goldstein almost doing...
Jan 29th
anarbor / bigger lights show was fantastic =]]
details / pictures / stories after class, haha.
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mikesmithiii, thanks for following! =)
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making a mix cd for anarbor,
since i’m seeing them tomorrow and slade said they were running out of jams haha. i reaaaaally hope they like it… i get so skeptical about my music taste sometimes xD
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formspring.me
Give me a three paragraph essay on why you are such a poophead. Thank You. this is not in question form and therefore is not valid. i cannot answer this monstrosity. stop being a pooptart and learn how to create an interrogative sentence instead of an imperative one. then you yourself will be prepared to write an essay. thankyouverymuch. =p ask away, suckaaas.
Jan 27th
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If you had your own talk show, who would your first three guests be? oh definitely andy horst, kyle burns, and gabe saporta. no contest. because i loveeee them and they’re quite the interesting characters anyways so they would probably make it fun to watch. plus they’re not bad to look at either ;) Ask me anything
Jan 27th
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formspring.me
What’s your biggest phobia? trick questions scare me. but only in writing. i mean, words that seem to have a mind of their own. they have to be full sentences though, or it’s not scary. and not in all uppercase letters because you can’t take that seriously you know? xD ‘cause like i used to have these dreams when i was younger where everything was pitch...
Jan 27th
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Ask me anything http://formspring.me/saraxscandal
Jan 27th
ZOMG, JUST REALISED THAT... TOMORROW ONWARDS...
rebelthisfag: OH YEAH, I WAS FROM AN ‘ALL-GIRLS’ SECONDARY SCHOOL. HAHA. JSYKNW. YKNW. hah i know how you feel on that one. i went to an all girls high school and moving on to a co-ed college was like the best thing ever. hahah. xD
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dang that song is sooo freaking catchy.
I wish I was little bit taller, I wish I was a baller, I wish I had a girl who looked good I would call her, I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat And a ‘64 Impala.
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“Dream is destiny.”
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“life is a matter of a miracle that is collected over time by moments...”
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“The trick is to combine your waking rational abilities with the infinite...”
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“The worst mistake that you can make is to think you’re alive when really...”
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Guy Forsyth: Did you ever have a job that you hated and worked real hard at? A long, hard day of work. Finally you get to go home, get in bed, close your eyes and immediately you wake up and realize... that the whole day at work had been a dream. It's bad enough that you sell your waking life for minimum wage, but now they get your dreams for free.
Jan 26th
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Soap Opera Woman: Excuse me.
Wiley: Excuse me.
Soap Opera Woman: Hey. Could we do that again? I know we haven't met, but I don't want to be an ant. You know? I mean, it's like we go through life with our antennas bouncing off one another, continously on ant autopilot, with nothing really human required of us. Stop. Go. Walk here. Drive there. All action basically for survival. All communication simply to keep this ant colony buzzing along in an efficient, polite manner. "Here's your change." "Paper or plastic?' "Credit or debit?" "You want ketchup with that?" I don't want a straw. I want real human moments. I want to see you. I want you to see me. I don't want to give that up. I don't want to be ant, you know?
Jan 26th