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:: 2002 14 November :: 9.39 pm
:: Mood: nostalgic
:: Music: chevelle - the red

im watching charles in charge. this is soo great. lol

brings me back, to the days before i had cable, and this was the only thing ever on. wpix, channel 11, new york new york

sweet nostalgia.....

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:: 2002 13 November :: 11.07 pm
:: Mood: drained
:: Music: my ears ringing

concert was fun. heres a quote

England is a fag country.........their whole society is based on a history of fagdom.
      -Archie Bunker


sigh....that man never ceases to speak his mind

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:: 2002 12 November :: 10.16 pm
:: Mood: decent

there is a line through the middle of my subject
its been a few days since i last posted. im bored

ive been getting a weird vibe from everyone. no one is happy, and they are all upset and negative. i don't get it, although i am like this too. weird. makes me feel bad for all my friends. i don't get it.

in other news, i got a souvenir from my favorite restaurant today. it pleases me in special ways. tomorrow is the nfg show. im not really a fan, but im sure ill enjoy it. im looking forward to getting rough with preppy middle school nfg fans. lol. me n warren will make a pit if we hafto.

im out. i hafta take a trig test, an di hafta learn all of it tonite, and i know absolutely nothing on the topic.

night
A.J.

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:: 2002 9 November :: 11.13 pm
:: Mood: confused
:: Music: big 106

what
        the
              fuck?



earlier tonight, while i was in the car, i heard a Spin Doctors song play on Big 106, the classic rock station. The song sounded kinda classic, with the bassline and all, but theres still the fact that it was a song from the mid-90's. thats hardly classic. im suprised. The Spin Doctors were not a classic rock band. wow. does this mean theres a new definition of classic rock, or does it mean music of the 90's (which was only a few years ago) is becomming classic?


im confused

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:: 2002 9 November :: 10.29 am
:: Mood: lamenting
:: Music: MU330

being sick sucks
im not really sick anymore, but the remains of being sick suck. i got into a huge fight with my mom about it, and now shes not talking to me. this sucks. grr. i have nothing to do this weekend

::sigh::

gonna go clean up my room and wash clothes
A.J.

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:: 2002 6 November :: 2.07 pm
:: Mood: bored
:: Music: deftones - white pony

staying home sucks
im still a little sick, but not really bad. i woulda went to school today, but i couldnt sleep last night, so i decided to stay home and stay in bed till 1. i've been up for an hour now, and im dying of boredom. i have a fucking bi otest tomorrow, and i missed the review. im soo fucked. damnit. my brain isn't in a learning bio mood either. hopefully some music will put me in a good mood. 2 more hours till some friends get home from school and i'll have someone to talk to. im lonely. haha, not really, but sorta. just bored. im gonna clean up. thats it for now
A.J.

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:: 2002 5 November :: 8.36 pm
:: Mood: contento

Yo tengo sopa y un mono.

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:: 2002 5 November :: 2.26 pm
:: Mood: stay home from school sick
:: Music: music hurts (damn headache)

i dont have enough will power to quit woohu
after a late night of fondue (sp) and movies, i woke up monday morning feeling like crap. asshole parents wouldnt let me stay home. grr. felt like crap till i got into erics candy bag, and magically i felt a whole lot better. did decently on the history test, and i felt great untill after lunch. got kinda tired in spanish, and was pretty miserable in trig. the bus provided me with a nice nap, and the grueling walk from the bus stop to my house made me soo tired, that i fell asleep the second i got home and into couch, and slept till like 7:30. i felt a lot better, cuz my mom gave me some advil or some shit. i dunno what it was. doesnt matter. they told me to stay home today last night, and i didnt hafta coax them into it. go me! today, i was pretty much out of it till i got up like 2 hrs ago. watching old snl in the dark. greatness. im not really hungry, and the scale says i lost 20 lbs. the scale is soo broken. lol. i havent been that sick. im really bored, an di have no one to talk to. i want some food too, even though im not hungry. maybe just to cure the boredom. bah. im going back to couch. i hope i can go to school tomorrow. this is my first day being absent this year, an di wanna keep it this way. damn m emissing my bio review. grr
enough
A.J.

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:: 2002 31 October :: 10.31 pm
:: Mood: good
:: Music: korn (ewwww)

bah
i hate how british people use the word "rubbish"

enough

for now

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:: 2002 26 October :: 11.05 pm
:: Mood: OMFG
:: Music: me playing guitar

yes!
back in the days of genesis, sega had the greatest game, toe jam and earl. that was the most ass kicking, super cool, incredible game ever made. i loved it. who couldnt love a game about a 3 legged red dude, and a fat blob dude? well neways, i just saw a comertial about that game, comming for x box. i dont have an x box, or any other new game kinda playing thing, but i think i just might get one just to play this game.
enough

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:: 2002 20 October :: 10.23 pm
:: Mood: disgusted

eww
my parents bought this cream cheese and salmon spread, and usually those two things go well together, but this was really disgusting

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:: 2002 14 October :: 10.24 pm
:: Mood: decent

why should i bother?
i heard a good line from jessica today. she said now that everyone is on woohu, it gets creepy that everyone knows whens going on in your life. that is soo incredibly true. the more people that have woohu, the more i have to watch what i say. i dont see what is the point of having a "journal" if i cant put what i want to put in it. there are things that everyone can know, theres things only a few can know, and things no one should know, and now the journal has been reduced to only the things everyone can know. i deplore that. a journal is supposed to be a place of personal expression, but the expression suffers when it is limited to things such as that. other people have stopped writing in their journals, and i believe i know why. this relates to how i think it was better when i only knew three people on woohu, and i only ever talked to one of them. as much as i love my woohu journal, i think this is the end of the everyday postings of my personal life. too much has gotten out, and other things have remained inside, which should be the other way around. fuck it. farewell woohu.com
sniff

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:: 2002 13 October :: 12.42 am
:: Mood: devious
:: Music: me singing "Boss DJ" lol. i <3 sublime

im not really devious........or am i???
this week........crazyness. the football game was cool and it was a really long ride there n back, but i had fun. i cleared things up with whiggum finally during the bus ride. we won, which was cool, and also incredibly predictable. while there, i found out o'brien is going out with my ex. haha, poor kid. he has no idea what hes in for, but i wont tell him ne thing.....he'll figure it out for him self. hahahah. sorry, neways. ya know that feeling where youre like kinda asleep but not, then you go back to sleep, and then you do it 4 times, and by the 4th time you get all worried that it is really late, so you check the clock to make sure you didn't sleep more than you should have? ya probably haven't had that feeling, but i did today, and when i checked the clock, it was 8 am. thats soo sad. i usually don't it untill 1 in the afternoon. so i went back to sleep, which was kinda hard after opening my eyes to check the time. i got up a little after 12, just as my mom got home and afterwards we went n got food. was good. i had to go to band after that, and just then i realized that i didnt tell sara abou the competition. oops. we were planning to go out tonite too. i feel bad about forgetting to tell her. so i get to band, and most of us knew we were gonna do bad tonite, but many had high hopes and somehow thought magically all the problems would fix themselves. idiots. the only thing we expected to win was best percussion, due to our really good drum line, but it was a total let down to not win that, or ne thing else for that matter. we sucked, and everyone there knew it. the bands there were soo much better than us. but besides the actual competition, the best part of the night was when we were leaving to go get on the busses. for some reason they made us walk back in a single file line like prisoners. so while the line stopped momentairly (sp), we were all conversating, and fat ass mr houchins comes up to us and asks for us to stop talking, in his incredibly condescending tone. he was being an asshole the whole night as well as just then, so as he was walking away i said "how bout you fuckign stop eating" i didnt say it very loud, but he heard. the line started moving again just as he turned around to see who it was, so he goes to the guys standing behind me and says i hope i didnt hear what i think i just did, then walks away. i was like flipping, and i almost shit my pants. it was really funny tho. we had sucha good laugh over that. that guy likes me too, so i didnt want him to be all mad at me n shit. lol, well ne ways, after discussions with matt about the most pertinant pointless things, lol, i got back to be picked up by the evil ones. we stopped at wendys, where my dad confused the hatian drive through guy while asking about the where-abouts of dave thomas. how incredibly embarassing that was. in the car, my parents harassed me about my cell phone charges. they're blaming me for them, yet my dad used all the minutes. we have both phones on the same 500 minute plan, so my dad used more than the fucking 500 minutes, and all my minutes just happened to be after he used them up, so the hour and a half i racked up cost the most money. that is complete bull shit. they're blaming it all on me, even though my dad used up the minutes. i'll be fucking damned if they make me pay those charges. afterwards, i got home and found out that verhanika, sam, and sara were in a car accident. i was gonna call sara, but it was much too late. sam assured me that they were all in good condition. im glad no one was hurt. im kinda pissed tho that i hafta work tomorrow, and cant visit. damn. well that post was waaaaay too long. sorry if you read it....with the longness, and my lack of vocabulary and spelling erorrs(lol). im out
A.J.

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:: 2002 9 October :: 8.23 pm
:: Mood: lazy
:: Music: Green Day - Kerplunk

im soo fucking stupid
holy shit. i cracked the tv screen with my guitar. i was moving over to look at how my hair was all pressed down from my nap, in the mirror, while sitting on my chair, holding my guitar, which i was playing, an di wasnt watching, and it hit the tv. the screen is cracked now. ya cant see it unless youre up close. i hope it is still view-able. lol. im not even gonna try. theres no warantee, lol, cuz i bought the tv open box for $150 at best buy. its a pretty big tv too, and i dont have the money to replace it. damn. i had more to say before, but i forgot most of it. i had something to say about sara, and i had something to say about bio too, but i dont remember any of it, so i will leave you with this quote:
"You should change your name to Homer Junior, then the kids could call you Ho-Ju"
ok that made no sense whatsoever, but i dont care. im off
A.J.

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:: 2002 8 October :: 8.44 pm
:: Mood: content
:: Music: 311 - Soundsystem

what a crazy fucking day
holy shit. today sucked, and was crazy at the same time. im prob gonna forget something in my recap, but here it goes. umm....this is gona be madd booring to read, so i suggest skipping it if youre a casual A.J. journal reader. lol.....sad

i work up at the normal time, and reset my alarm clock for 10 mins later, cuz i still haven't figured out the snooze thing (its my parents radio alarm clock from the 70's, and the letters have worn off, so i dont know which button is for snooze), and then i did it again after i conviced my self i didn't need a shower since i took one right before i went to bed last night. well i got up eventually, and i took one anyway, but all i did was wash my face, and my hair to get that nasty wax out. it didn't come out. well i got ready, and i was like 5 mins early, which is extremely rare, so i walked into the kitchen thinking i had time to make some quick breakfast. there was nothing to eat, other than those nasty toaster scrambler things, but i noticed there was a whole quarter pot of coffee still left in the pot. it was the good expensive columbian shit my dad bought, so i was anxious to try it. i poured a whole big cup full of it (prob like 20 ounces), and i carried it out to the bus stop with me. it wasn't hot, but i didn't mind, cuz i dont like coffee incredibly hot. i wasn't even tired too, so i had no idea why i was drinking it. the bus got to my stop just as i arrived there, which was incredibly convieniant, so my walk to the bus stop was peaceful with my coffee. i finished it on the bus, and i realized i had a decent cup, so i didn't want to dispose of it there. i figured i could leave it in my locker for the day. dave got on the bus, dressed all madd pimptacular as usual, and sam got on later, and seemed dead tired, but she was awake enough to sell me one of her nhs chocolates. i got to school, and sat with they guys in the annex, which has become one of my sad rituals, after passing valerie and all her freshmen, and saying somethign to her to make her wanna hit me, while shes smiling. its weird. well the bell rang, and i hurried over to the soda machine, to grab a grap soda. i had a craving for it for some strange reason. by this time i was really really fuckign wired, but i desperately wanted the grape soda. i passed sara in the hall, and gave her a hug, and in a quick grasp for words, i said i was dead tired, which in reality i wasn't. i just didn't have ne thing to say. so i get to hall's class, and i was all excited, because i had a not meeting scheduled for 8:00. they never sent my pass. :( guess mcdaniel was busy or something. but i actually took decent notes in the class, which was a first. i went to my locker, to change my books so i could do my spanish in jazz band class, and i emt sara there. we talked about relatively stupid shit, like we always do. like sex with her mom or something. she's still wearing that label bracelet i made, which is cool as hell. :) jazz was awesome, cuz stoneman wasn't there. i think she left for the day or something. we jammed for a while, and we jammed out a cadence on the drumline stuff, although only one of us doing it was in drumline (keith), it sounded pretty good. we got bored, and put trombone slide spray stuff in the floor in the instrument room, and made our own slip n slide. it was a lotta fun, and it was about as slippery as walking on ice. that was mucho fun. spanish wasnt too bad. i rushed to copy devin's homework at the end of jazz, but the bitch didn't even check the homework till after lunch, so i coulda done it at my leisure at lunch. the first half of the period was spent going over the test. i did bad, but it made me feel better that eric did worse than me. hes really smart, so i dont see why he does worse than me. mike ocok did worse also, but thats given. lunch was fun. played shithead and sang sublime and spice girls. lol. after was spent asking questions to the crazy visiting german lady. trig was cool. i didn't pay attention at all, and by that time, my coffee and sugar high was wearing down. i also had another chocolate in spanish i bought from lerman. i chilled with sara, and alan kept comming over, which was really entertaining. he kept asking us these weird questions. i stole saras rings, and she got mad at me. i went to my locker after class to discover ants crawling in the coffee cup i had. i was really pissed, and i saw keith kerr walking bye, so i was all like, here man, i got you a cup for your soda. he was kinda shocked, and thanked me for the cup. guess he didn't look inside. hadto shake out all my books, and check for ants. i kept sara waiting, before i gave her the rings. got an aww from jessica as she walked bye us fighting over them. well i went to band, and i walked by valerie, and made one of those stupid A.J. face things, which she usually laughs at, but her face seemed all sad, and she didn't laugh. i thought nothing of it really. so i got on out to the field, and i saw valerie there, and i asked her what was wrong. she didn't want to tell me, but then she did, and she said "robin had a ceisure" i was pretty fuckign shocked when i heard that. she said she was standing right there, and she just saw him shaking, and she said he looked right at her, and he had a tear in his eye. she was almost crying as she was telling me this. i felt really bad. she cares a lot for that boy, so like she somehow felt it was her fault for not helping him, although there wasnt much she could have done. i told her to go sit out, and not march, but she insisted, which was strange. she must be really strong to be able to do that. band practice really sucked, and i tdidnt hel p that i was tired as hell. valerie finally sat out after the first water break, and i was glad she did. i could see that what happened before was kiling her. i felt really bad. for her, and robin. i dont really know him, but i hope hes allright. practice finally ended, an di saw my dad, and i looked down the road, and i saw a tow truck with his truck on it. i cant believe he came to pick me up in that. i think it was just that he was really happy that he finally got the stupid tow truck. i was really suprised with how big it is, and how modern it is too....for a 2001. lol. well the ride home was allright. the truck is really bumpy, and the passenger seat doesnt help. i got jealous, cuz the driver gets an air seat, so he didnt feel the bumps. i sure did. made me hafta pee really bad. well we pulled in to the community, and thats where it all started. just picture this......
my fat dad, with his big belly, taking his pickup truck off his tow truck, and me peeling off the tinting in the ripped shorts i was wearing, while eating pretzels. i've never felt more like a hick than i did at that moment. i got some good mail, from the cleveland institute for music. sounds like a really awesome school. hmm....i might concoder it. looks expensive. so i got home and went online. what asuprise. i promised myself i wouldnt watch tv, so i unplugged the cable. had some fo that nasty chef boy ar dee (sp) shit, and i got kinda sick from it. talked to sara for a few mins, and took a shower. i waxed my hair up, and i rinsed it, so to reduce the stickyness. i shaved after, and while i was doing it, i stepped on my belt on the floor, and i wasnt paying attention, and i gave myself a pretty nasty cut on my face. it didnt hurt soo much, but its big n ugly, and prob gonna scar. eww. after that i come to the present. i listened to a little 311, then went on woohu. i started writing this at like 8:44, and its now 9:26. i had another cup of coffee at 8:00, so it should hold me for my stupying for the bio test tomorrow. ugh! i think ive typed enough. i feel sorry for you if you read this long piece of shit. haha. well im out. peace, A.J.

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:: 2002 7 October :: 11.14 pm

yes, i got bored and made one too....

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:: 3002 7 October :: 10.14 pm
:: Mood: surprisingly awake
:: Music: pietasters - willis

look Marge, its that guy who couldn't get any from you
yes, this cd sucks. i picked it up a week ago, and today i gave it its first real listen. the pietasters have a really awesome horn section, which rox, but all the songs suck. they sound like a more mature bosstones. maybe its just that it is kinda dated, and its not really punky ska, like the shit thats out now. they sound more like a fusion combo with some reggae elements than a ska band. oh well.....id give this cd a 5-6 out of 10. was worth the $8, well atleast to have it in my collection.

anyways.....this has been a crazy past few days. football game was cool. conversations with vivi about kevins sister and other things. little 7 year old drummers pushing me cuz i called him a pimp. good times. went out with sara after the game, and chilled in that serene tree place park thing after realizing there was nothing else to do or to go to in the amount of time we had.
saturday was a crazy day. band practice sucked, but the time went by a lot faster than i had expected, which was good. im pretty fucking sick of marching band tho :)     makes me glad i didn't get the ociffer spot last year. after that i went to festival flea market with my mom to go find my hat. it was found well, and i also found covers for my phone which scared the hell outta me, cuz ive never seen that before. there was only like 2 available, and i was gonna get the chrome one cuz it matched the blue, but we took my phone apart and realized sprint hides things in the front so you can't change the cover. assholes. the stupid fucking foreign guy broke my phone too. the mic doesnt work, so like someone can call me and i can listen, but not talk. gayness. im just gonna take it to sprint n say that i dont know what happened. im sure its still under waranteeeee. i hope :)
saturday night was good. beer and dennys.....mmmm.
sunday sucked cuz of work, but it wasnt as bad as i expected. maybe it was cuz ross wasnt there. god i hate that man.
today was cool. hist essay wasnt too bad. fucked up my playing test....mainly cuz of o'brien. asshole. english was fun, cuz we didnt do anything other than move books and talk. bio lab was good. played with water and ice. sweet! pat skipped today, but hes a nice guy, and he drove back to school to give little sara n abby a ride home, and sara k. n i just happened to be there to tag along. that was really cool of him. we went to arbys, and sara n abby had a salt n pepper fight. i was getting hit by their crossfire, so i hadto join in and get them both. i felt all like america, during the britian and france thing, with the ships. omg, i can actually relate something from hall's class to real life. shoot me. came home and did nothing. i fell asleep watching the same conan i saw on friday night. my dad woke me up, telling me about how he gets the stupid truck tomorrow, finally. incase you dont know, my dad has this crazy notion that he can all of the sudden become a tow truck driver. god, my family is sucha buncha hicks. its sad. blue collar represent! lol if any of you need your cars towed, or impounded call my dad. lol. god, thats soo sad. im off to go hang myself. (ok, not really. i didnt mean that. everyone flips out about the suicide jokes. sorry)
im done now
-A.J.

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:: 2002 2 October :: 6.53 pm
:: Mood: great
:: Music: Aquabats - Super Rad

......i smell fruity.......
today was a cool day. i dont remember much from history, jazz was cool, chilled and listened to some sublime, and then went to n.o.t. lol not smoking was the greatest thing i've ever done. the group is soo cool, and all we do is make fun of alex morgan and torment mr. mcdaniel. poor guy. the spanish test sucked, but trig was fun. didnt do too well on that test we got back. damn. my lies and trickery paid off, cuz my mission was sucessful and worked out super good. it wasnt exactly to plan, but the intent was there, and the result feelings were better than expected. lol. i must be off now, i have mucho shit and hw to do. ill be back some time again to write sumore. peace,
A.J.

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:: 2002 30 September :: 8.10 pm
:: Mood: sorry
:: Music: Pennywise - Alien

Im sorry Vivi
hmm....ive been going trough my most recent woohu posts, and i realized they all suck and are really really booring. this one will be no different. :(

id like to apologize to vivi. we had a misunderstanding about a message, and i feel really bad about it. i left my cell phone at my friends house over a week ago, and haven't had the chance to go pick it up, and it turns out that hes calling people from my stored numbers list. he left some really mean things on her machine, and im really fucking pissed off about that. sara said she got a call from my cell too, so i know hes been using it. it looks like ive got some kick to ass.....err something like that. im really sorry vivi. i cleared this up for her before, so i hope its all better. grr. damn the common acceptance of cell phones and their over usage by us americans! lol. they do more bad than good
im off to go study to try and salvage my grades and future in ib
peace,
A.J.

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:: 2002 28 September :: 5.10 pm
:: Mood: decently chilled/happy
:: Music: Pennywise

im great, quit asking if im ok fucker
im guessing ppl have been misinterpreting my posts, but thats ok. im just fine, and not all depressed and sad. if i wasnt fine i would just come out n say it. ugh. neways

i bought some new cds' today and some of them are pretty good. ok, well i dont have ne one's screen names on my bl, so email them to me.

my new email:
StandByYourVanLBC@hotmail.com

and my screenname:
ORFwasHERE


im out
A.J.

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:: 2002 28 September :: 12.20 am
:: Mood: yawn
:: Music: FIF

I cant stand how everyone is. Almost all my friends and such are all depresed, and it makes me feel bad, cuz lately ive been great. its almost a parallel from last year when i was incredibly depressed and everyone was all great and on highs of their lives. it makes me think of how things seemed to be better then.....well for everyone else, and makes me want it to be then again. everyones suffering doesnt seem worth mine.....makes me feel somewhat responsible for peoples misery, or not really. i dunno, i dont get it. im just going on and on. dont listen to me, its all crazy.


ok, that was weird.....anyways. life without aol has been a lot better than i had ever imagined. its just bad that i dont have my old buddylist, so i only have like 4 ppl's names on my aim buddylist. i feel soo alone, and i have no one to talk to. haha. the game tonight was awesome. lol, ya know youve got a good team when ya shut-out boca high. there was ppl i wanted to see and talk to after the game, but for some reason they made us play until the whole stadium was clear.....so no one was there. gayness. im really fucking tired right now, so i think im gonna go off to bed. i just hope this weekend is fun. i have soo much shit to do this week, so the weekend has to make the following week better. ok, well im done. im sorry if youre reading this, and gotta put up with my shit. yay, its now 12:30. conan!
night
A.J.

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:: 2002 25 September :: 7.11 pm
:: Mood: really fucking pissed
:: Music: Sevendust - Animosity

FUCK AOL
god damn mother fuckers, aol deleted my account. my dad called today, and it was apparently cuz of my vulgarity, cuz some fucker reported me. if i find out who the piece of shit is, im gonna fucking ring their fucking neck. grrr!!! i cant get my email ne more, and i lost half my fucking buddy list. umm....for rite now, ya can im me on "ORFwasHERE" on aim. luckily i still have aim. mother fuckers! im soo pissed off right now. sevendust is helping, and the more i listen to this cd the more amazing i realize it is. im prob not gonna be online tonite, cuz im pretty damn fucking disgusted with the computer in general. if ya wanna talk, call me. ya know my number, and if ya dont ask me n ill give it to ya. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK AOL and FUCK their vulgarity policy. lol, i should call them up and curse at them. thatd show em......or not really. whatever. im out.
A.J.

"You see my face and then you see nothing. Confused, you turn and live on. I turn my face, you're staring back at me."

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:: 2002 24 September :: 8.58 pm
:: Mood: tried/pissed
:: Music: Five Iron Frenzy - Upbeats and beatdowns

.....sometime, im gonna look back on today and be like what the fuck.......
i dont understand why sparknotes requires me to have a 6 character password that contains uppercase and lower case letters, and atleast one number. this makes no sense to me. why the fuck do i need such an elaborate password for sparknotes? i could honestly care less if someone found out my password for the stupid site. i only go there like once a month, so i always forget what the damn password is, and hafta go through the stupid reset thing. fuck you sparknotes! why must you complicate everything???

ok, sorry...... yay. i finally bought the fif album. no more downloading their shit. today was nice. i was in a good mood all day, n sara was too. guess she felt a lot better than yesterday. that was good. i got really really bored in spanish today, and i fell asleep for the first time in that class....and i wasnt even tired. amazing. band practice sucked, and i came home all drained. i fell asleep in like 10 mins of being home. i woke up not too long ago, n i feel like shit. damnit, i have a lotta bio to do too. this week is sooo long. saturday will never be here. i feel really crappy rite now, and i have no idea why. sigh........

forgot to mention, suki made me this star thing, prob like the same one kelli got. its soo incredibly really really cool. suki rox times a million. *hugs* yawn. that was a plus today. well im off to do homework and pass out. goodnight everybody
A.J.

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:: 2002 23 September :: 9.43 pm
:: Mood: halfway decent
:: Music: Bad Raligion - You

"the place closes at 8, so mike hasta get there at 3:30"
haha. that was a line from today. its been a while since i last updated, so here goes......
well its been a weird week, and a fun one too. the school week sucked, but the end of the week was cool. i talked ot jen at the football game, which was nice, cuz we havent talked in the longest time, and its nice to hear what stupid shit she hasta say. lol :) well we won the game, and i went surfing saturday. the waves were virtually non-existant, so i just used my friend's kayak. if i had the money, id soo buy one. ultimate awesomeness. hung out with sara and angie that night, and we kept out noses clean lol. worked sunday and almost got fired. its soo degrading to hear your boss tell you "we hired you to bag people's groceries, carry out, and bring the shopping carts in"...... god that hurts. i had a suprise visitor on sunday which was coolness. today wasnt too bad. my dbq was good, and i soo failed my band test but i had fun doing it. mike reluctantly drove us home, and he wouldnt even stop for food after i offered to pay for his food and perform sexual favors....or not really. i went out later, and found some secret park type place, that was pretty "serene" lol. well we were sitting in a tree for a while, and my legs hadto support double weight, so like after 15 mins, the muscles in them kinda gave up. my legs fell asleep, and when we got out of the tree, my legs just started shaking. it was fucking scary as hell. my legs were randomly shaking, and i had no control over it. i was soo freaked out, cuz ike that had never happened to me before, and it was really embarassing. today i tried to help sara with her probs n all the crazy shit thats going on with her. i hope she feels a little better bout it now. speaking of that, too many ppl have woohu. it was all cool when the only ppl i knew on here were vivi, ben, and greenspan. now everyone here, so i hafta watch what i say. its weird. oh well......
i started a new exercise program thing last week. it was going pretty well, but i hurt my tailbone on friday playing frugby (lol) so i havent been able to do any situps or anything for the past few days. it sucks majorly. i have band practice on tuesday and wednesday cuz of the half day. im looking forward to the halfday, but not band.
oh yea, almost forgot. dont ever tell mike mattera anything that you dont want other ppl to know. he winds up telling lotsa ppl, and it becomes big news. fuck off mike. damn gossip faggot. sorry, just venting.
im out for tonite. peace
A.J.

"johnny quest thinks we're sellouts"

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:: 2002 16 September :: 1.09 am
:: Mood: drained
:: Music: the fast up-beat tempo of my decrescendo-ing heart beat

i am officially a crack head
here it goes:
- 12:36 i think to myself, hmm, ive got too much energy. i start doing pushups and sit ups
- 12:40 my dad walks in and tells me to take out the garbage as he is on his way to bed
- 12:50 i finish about 65 situps and 30 pushups. i go to take out trash
- 12:51 i realize its a nice night for a jog
- 12:52 i put on shoes and head out for a jog
- 1:01 after i jog steadily to boca pointe and back, which turned into an all out sprint, i realize i still have enough energy to take a lap around my community, which is a complete circle by the way
- 1:04 i come back and although dehydrated, i still have enough energy to make myself get to 100 situps and up to 50 pushups
- 1:05 my arms turn to mush
- 1:09 i log on to woohu to tell you all that i just did something rather amazing for a person such as myself (a lazy piece of shit, who gets his only exercise ever from walking to the bus stop and back in the morning and afternoon). im pretty proud of myself, and i realize im a crackhead for doing these things at 1 am.
-1:18 (now) i head off to the shower, and afterwards i plan to passout on my bed.
goodnight all.

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:: 2002 15 March :: 10.25 am
:: Mood: happy
:: Music: TOOL - Parabola

grr....my subject names are always soo lame
im kinda upset. i think i have negative feedback on ebay now. i lost suki's flogging molly pin, so i told her i forgot it at home while i was bidding on another one on ebay. yet i forgot about it, and i have negative feedback now :( its not like it was that expensive that it really mattered if i paid or not. damn you ebay. sorry suki. ill try again.

this has been a pretty good week. ive been on this personal kinda really good feeling thing, like nothing could really bring me down......or as warren would call it, im very IRIE. lol. the weekends only a day old, and its allready been great. hooters, old men taking pictures, crowds of old ppl, hugging alex, cheesecake!, homecomming dresses, sticky hands, anal sex.....or lack thereof, almost geting crapped on by birds, etc. its all in good fun. grr. im not happy tho. i woke up this morning from a really good dream to my parents noisily making breakfast in the kitchen, which is right next to my room. i usually dont eat breakfast, so that really pissed me off. trying to sit in bed and ignore the noise for an hour doesnt exactly work. dave is going over to alex's today, we might all chill, due to the closeness of alex's house to mine. heh. im out.
A.J.

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:: 2002 11 September :: 4.44 pm
:: Mood: bored
:: Music: RATM - Evil Empire

hmm......bored
i was pondering this.....why do they say what happened a year ago today was a "cowardly act"??? in my opinion, i dont think it was too cowardly. it takes a lotta balls to fuck with america like that. the dude fucking came out and even said it was him like not too long after it happened, so i wonder how it can be classified as cowardly. and if it was cowardly, what the could they have done to make it uncowardly? by the same reasoning it can be said that us bombing them bombed them was cowardly.

ok well maybe that whole reasoning thing isnt quite rite, different circumstances and such, but i still wonder about the classification of it all. maybe it was just our suprised reaction. w/e. im done with that.

despite all the shittyness of this week, and the rain and all, ive had a pretty decent past few days. im concidering buying a soprano sax, cuz i can get a crappy one fairly cheap, so im still thinking about it, but buying one would blow every little last bit of spending cash i have. hmmm. confuseded. im out. peace,
A.J.

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:: 2002 9 September :: 6.17 pm
:: Mood: chillin
:: Music: SEVENDUST

......as the world turns.......
well it started out as a shitty day, but it turned out to be he complete opposite. i wish i had a poem to put in here, cuz i really dont have much else to say. i found out ninas in the hosptial, and i feel really bad for her. i hope she gets better soon. n today is megan's b-day for those of you who dont know. mike gave me a ride home today. i cant figure out why he puts up with me like that tho, cuz i always make fun of him n stuff. sara n abby do it too, but they can get away with it, cuz mike'd do ne thing for some punk/emo girls. i feel kinda bad that i always do make fun of him like that. oh well. im out, peace
A.J.

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:: 2002 6 September :: 11.27 pm
:: Mood: amused

hahahaha........
A young punker gets on the cross-town bus. He's got spiked, multicolored hair that's green, purple, and orange. His clothes are a tattered mix of leather rags. His legs are bare and he's without shoes. His entire face and body are riddled with pierced jewelry and his earrings are big, bright feathers. He sits downin the only vacant seat, directly across from an old man who just glares at him for the next ten miles. Finally, the punk gets self conscious and barks at the old man "What are you looking at you old fart? Didn't you ever do anything wild when you were young?" Without missing a beat, the old man replies "Yeah. Back when I was young and in the Navy, I got really drunk one night and had sex with a parrot. I thought maybe you were my son."


hahaha
some random girl email'd this to me.
(:

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:: 2002 6 September :: 11.17 pm
:: Mood: great

alex k is still my bitch
today was fun. i did better than i expected on my history test, i chilled in band, worked on the ghetto sax trio of sublime's doin' time, just chilled in english, traded shoes and then had a shoe war with sara k in bio. bribed a rie home from pat, so like about 5 of us crammed into pats little car, but it turned into joey driving driving me n abby home. we had to wait at his house fo rhis dad to get home, so i got to talk to abby for a little bit. shes really cool. well ne ways, got home, sublime'd (seems to be a ritual of mine when i'm stressed), jammed on my digital drums, then went to movies with a buncha my ib friends. it turned into alex wiling to pay me to "relieve myself" in the theater after we noticed thats what it smelled like, and me willing to pay him to kiss pat, who fell asleep during the movy. damn, alex was about to do it too, but pat woke up right before he had the chance to. damn. after, it turned into general disorder at applebees. i can say this has been the best alcohol free day i've had in a while.
A.J.

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