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| 03:10am 12/03/2007 |
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Ever have those nights where you just delve so deep into your thoughts, and how you want things to be?
There's this someone...
I hate my reluctance to speak.
It's the familiarity of the situation that gets to me. I gotta watch where I step, in a sense. |
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| 10:14pm 04/03/2007 |
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Once again, I reiterate the last entry.
Tonight made my weekend. Bri, Shamsa, Joey and I had quite the adventure tonight. And we had the best wings! |
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| 02:44am 04/03/2007 |
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This weekend is turning out great. I got a solid bunch of amigos.
I finally got those slip-on's I've wanted for so long. They're a little big, but it's nothing i'll end up slitting my wrists over LOLOLOLOL!!!1
Timbo and Erin came by tonight. Me and Erin picked up White Castle for everyone, and all of us watched videos and shtuff.
I really with I went to the Hell Razah in-store tonight. :(
Anyway, I can't wait for Tuesday. More so tomorrow. EMMURE <3 |
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| 12:46am 01/03/2007 |
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Things are still going great.
This is by far the easiest semester of college, but my portfolio class is a lot of work. As long as it's all done, I got no problems.
The money situation is solid. Between pizza delivery and graphic design, I'm set.
Oh, and I got a Wii. Greatest system ever.
I don't really get to hang out with anybody anymore. Nobody calls or nothing, what's the deal?
So much more to write about, but I'm really losing interest in livejournal at the moment. I need sleep. |
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| 11:16am 13/02/2007 |
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"Two Wolves"
An old Cherokee chief is teaching his grandson about life:
"A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy. "It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.
"One is evil - he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, self-doubt, and ego.
"The other is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope,
serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith.
"This same fight is going on inside you - and inside every other person, too."
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf will win?"
The old chief simply replied, "The one you feed." |
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| 12:50am 13/02/2007 |
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Weird.....
I already have three clients lined up, and one potential client.
And I barely even did anything.
That's like an easy $2000. |
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| 12:40am 05/02/2007 |
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To put the last entry to rest, my cat in fact did die. It was about 30 minutes after it was posted. We buried her in the backyard. It was upsetting, that goes without say.
But other than that, I love my life. This career thing is getting off the ground real well. The money situation couldn't be better. I have the best friends ever. Vacation is coming up, I'm pretty psyched for that.
The thing I'm most proud of is that I'm doing it all on my own.
Oh, and not only did the Super Bowl suck, THE COMMERCIALS DID TOO! |
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| 11:08am 24/01/2007 |
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I just found out, my cat has cancer.
Yesterday morning, I opened up the basement door to let all three of them out, and the one, Minnie, was in an awkward posture trying to stand up. I carried her into the kitchen, and sat her down, and she just collapsed. She has no energy, and she can barely even look up or make a sound.
I know she doesn't have much longer to live. I'm thinking about an hour. She's been with us for about fourteen years.
It's gonna be really hard to see her go. |
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And I'll seal it with 4 bullets and a kiss... So look at your fucking horror |
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| 10:25pm 22/01/2007 |
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Classes suck. I have the two most boring classes to date. My math teacher slurs his words, and I don't even know what the purpose of my second class is. Janine is in one of my classes, so that's real.
Work tonight was great. Tripled what I thought I'd originally make in tips, got some in the freezer, and Marino showed me his cocaine stash. Fucking maricon. |
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| 12:04am 22/01/2007 |
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Wow, I haven't been on this site in a couple weeks. It's really good to not be able to read about how shitty of a hair day someone had, or how they're constantly broke, or how they can't get off the couch. Stupid stuff that nobody really cares about. People just need to stop worrying and be happy.
But just to spite everyone, I'm never broke, matter of fact, far from it. And my hair is still eternally dope as fuck. Ha.
Internship is going well. As a matter of fact, I'm already working independently with my first client. A local underground hip-hop artist from around the area. You might all know him as my best buddy ever in the world, Steve. He's working with a producer, laying beats down and tracking rhymes, and I'm directing all the art for the entire project. I'm hoping for it to be a success. Just another piece for my portfolio.
After that, I'm supposed to be doing a website for some landscaping company. But that can wait, I got the entire winter for that. |
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| 11:43pm 11/01/2007 |
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The Banner DESTROYED last night. One thing I didn't like is that they didn't play Devilhawks.... BUT, they covered "We Bite" by The Misfits. Made my fucking night.
Today, me and Cathy went on site to API in the industrial sector of Hauppauge. We had to pull off a photo shoot. Five pictures in four hours. YEAH IT SOUNDS EASY, but it's not. What a crazy day. Hauling equipment all day long, almost colliding into lights all day long, it was so hectic. But it's easy money, and I got bills and credit cards I gotta pay off. Oh, and an apartment to acquire, but that's a little down the line... but STILL. It's becoming more and more apparent. Finally I'll be able to be on my own two feet.
Oh, and I delivered pizza for six hours, then me and the cooks in the back watched porn. That shit's like a magnet to mexicans.
Oh, plus I'm selling old CD's.
If anyone's interested in checking it out, holla. |
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| 10:03am 10/01/2007 |
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You know when you see someone one day, then you have this crazy dream about them, and then totally see them another way AFTER? And it's not like they even did anything, but yeah. Shit was traumatizing last inight.
Other than that, I'm sitting in the studio right now by myself. Trying to figure out all the ins and outs of Adobe GoLive. I got the basic footwork down in less than an hour, now I just gotta find out the mystery behind rollover image linking.
I'm a nerd, but then again, I'm gonna be a RICH nerd same time next year. |
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| 10:10pm 08/01/2007 |
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This internship is really working to my advantage. I already got three clients lined up for websites.
$1000 each, starting fee.
Anything to get my portfilio up and running. |
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| 11:56pm 02/01/2007 |
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Such an awesome day. I got Adobe Creative Suite, totally worth the $900.
Did some web work with Kathy. I helped her clean up the studio for wide-angle shots. They came out really good, and I got some studio work done as well.
Got out around 5, went home and just passed out. |
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| 11:49pm 01/01/2007 |
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So the new year has arrived, and with it we make resolutions to change or improve ourselves.
Me? Eh, I figure I could lose 10-15 pounds. That's a customary resolution.
But as of this year, I no longer consider myself part of the straight edge movement, if you even wanna call it a "movement".
(Great, here comes the flood of responses. "OMGZZZWAWWAWAW!!!!1 xEDGEBREAKx 2007!!".)
I'm not "BREAKING EDGE" at all. To be quite honest I'm still the same person you've grown to know and love. My reasoning behind this is, I just don't wanna be part of something where people just go too far. People go and slash tires on beer trucks, spill peoples drinks all over them. Yeah, real tough. You can't have it your way, so you gotta ruin other peoples fun. I don't wanna be associated with that kinda discrimination. I know it's not all edge kids, but the numbers are astounding and they just give it a bad name. Oh yeah, fuck the "Bring Back Prohibition" movement big time. If you honestly believe in prohibition, you don't know shit. Think of the repercussions. And plus, why would you want people being JUST LIKE YOU by not drinking? How are you gonna stand out?
Me? I don't got no bullshit ass iron fist complex. If people wanna smoke weed, let them smoke weed. As long as it ain't near me, respect to everyone.
Despite what anyone thinks, straight edge is nothing but a simple choice. No matter how you see it, THAT'S ALL IT IS. It's not a purple heart medal; Something you can achieve by defying death trying to get your wounded combat buddy who just took two to the kidney to safety while dodging clips left and right in the sweltering jungles of Cambodia. That's another reason why I don't want it at the forefront of my life.
If you got something to say, go ahead and say it. Whatever man. All I gotta say is, I'm not turning my back on anyone that's already got mine. This is what I wanna do, and I'm not gonna follow anyone's heart but my own. I don't need a label to define me. Believe that.
Not trying to demean anyone at all, I'm just sharing ideas. If you can't respect that, then I don't know. Look somewhere else, I guess.
Still drug/alcohol-free so don't flake on me,
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| 01:18am 31/12/2006 |
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Manliest day ever.
Woke up, visited Bri at work and picked up some grub. Met up with Vinny, me and him played Gears of War at my casa for a couple hours in insane difficulty. Blew right through it.
Shot over to Vinny's for a little, then hit Gian's. We played the new Mortal Kombat, then watched the Mortal Kombat movie. We ordered Dominoes, and Tom answered the door in his underwear.
Yeah, then we played manhunt in Gian's huge backyard and ate oranges.
Ok, bedtime. |
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| 01:40am 30/12/2006 |
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Ok, so my first day of the internship. It went really well. I learned the basics of Adobe GoLive, and then coaxed my instructor into making me do her site over. So it's gonna happen. She's doing all the coding and technical stuff, and I'm doing the creative aspects.
I already cooked up some new logos for her company. she wasn't too hot on the idea at first, but she saw some of my roughs, and she gave in. They look ridiculously professional.
Nicky Hops' party was tonight. It was awesome. Joey, Shamsa, Vinny, Gian, and everyone who's anyone was there. Then, I chilled with Bri, Joanne, Mike, and Justin as well. It was awesome. My friends are the shit. |
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| 10:52pm 28/12/2006 |
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Today was easily one of the worst work days ever... Mainly due to McCoys.
First, I get in and there's no spots to park. Some shitty local acts had a show at McCoy's and all these fashioncore fucks took all the spots.
Long Island is home to some of the most horrible bands on Earth.
I mean, regardless, I saw a lot of people I knew. But yeah, it's rude to everyone else how nobody can park, let alone manuever around the parking lot.
Then... Oh, it gets better...
GIRLS GONE WILD shows up for their new special "Wildest Bars In America". Me and Gio were gonna hit it up, just for kicks, and as time passed my more and more of the grimiest people kept showing up. So we were like "fuck it".
It was ten times worse than the hardcore show. There was even a hippie-looking guy who kept coming into the Pizzeria for beers. He was plastered an hour before the bar even opened. He was about 50-something, and hitting on some 15 year old scene chick. So fucking wrong. I hate people. |
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