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for all you north
jersey kids with
absolutely nothing
to do tuesday night:
HAMILTON ST. CAFE & STAGE BOUND BROOK, NJ
TUESDAY JUNE 24th /// 6:00 PM /// $6
- Bright Calm Blue (on LEVEL PLANE RECORDS from LINCOLN, NEBRASKA) (11:30)
- X the OWL (from PHILLY) (10:45)
- The Now And Forever (10:00)
- Far From Last (9:15)
- The Riot Queens (8:30) debut performance !
- Starting With Goodbye (7:45)
- Stray 76 (7:00)
brightcalmblue.com - level-plane.com - magic-hour.net/xtheowl - thenowandforever.cjb.net
farfromlast.tk - riotqueens.tk - startingwithgoodbye.com - stray76.cjb.net
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| Fistfights Versus Fences |
[18 Feb 2003|01:35pm] |
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FRIENDS ONLY
it has come to my attention that too
many people are reading my journal.
i could be offensive to some groups
during my rantings and ravings, so
i'll keep it to myself or be very quiet
about it. im going to talk to a wall now.
but i'm very philosophical, very introspective
and retrospective. one should speak without
a filter from the brain to the mouth in a journal.
so you'll hear exciting things about people you
probably won't know, and a side of fabulous
little observations and little truths in life that
people don't ever talk about. speak about
the future, talk about life, look back at the
past, push forward into the future, never
regret anything too much. say sorry when
you mean it. and always open your mind.
want to read my LiveJournal?
- leave a comment and wait patiently.
- bribe one of these people.
we jail our prophets because we're afraid of what they'll say /// charles manson
there is no 'i' in 'team' /// taking back sunday
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| Back To Square One |
[18 Feb 2003|03:45am] |
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fuck my sleeping habits.
sleep one hour. nine to ten.
wake up to dad watching
the news or law and order.
sleep four more hours on a
lumpy couch. stretch. crack
back. smile. lie down. think.
think some more. go down
the stairs. go back upstairs.
forget what i was doing. go
back downstairs. fetch some
soda, then sign online. who's
online? no one. basically the
town is asleep. and i'm playing
seether now. i should go sleep
some more, but i'll think more
about you. then sleep a wink.
i missed clone high. i missed
futurama. i missed bebop. i'll
catch up in reruns.
i'm teaching myself french.
as if i didn't have enough
on my plate. wrote some
more. deleted a lot more
too. vacation day today.
even though it'll be spent
studying. bah. i deserve it.
i've been living too well
lately. everything falls in
place... everything is great.
portent votre oeil noir comme un insigne d'honneur // tbs
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[17 Feb 2003|08:00pm] |
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for those of you that havent seen it.
www.catholicninjas.org/superfuntime
they say "freak" // chevelle
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| Like Father, Like Son |
[17 Feb 2003|09:01am] |
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woke up from a 3 hour
sleep session at 6:30 &
suited up to shovel my
way through 12 inches
of snow.
dad woke up thirty minutes after
i trudged out of the snow, & he
suited up and helped me too. i
really enjoyed it, since we got to
talk and laugh and talk about life
and work and school and studies
and girls.
it was supremely good bonding
times. even though it was in the
face of hard labor, i loved every
single minute of it.
my mom periodically came out
with hot chocolate for me, and
coffee for dad, and my little bro
cole and my little sister melissa
would be standing in front of our
window waving and smiling at me.
i also helped my neigbors,
because they dont have
the luxury of having a
snowblower. there goes
my good deed of the day.
i was in total commando gear:
all black; black cap, gloves,
coat, scarf, boots, and pants.
goggles too, because the wind
was picking up wicked snow
and sometimes you get poor
visibility. all i needed was an
Heckler Koch MP5 and i
could've been special ops.
so inspired of this, im going to
play Rainbox Six and Ghost
Recon until i bore of it.
and i feel like breaking the "law" and go
sledding down fairway golf course slopes.
perhaps, if i finish my chemistry paper & work.
perhaps if union company & various people i
told i'd go sledding would wake the hell up.
no, im not scared // seether
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| I Feel A Dream In My Expire... |
[16 Feb 2003|09:12pm] |
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a twelve-page paper
in two-point-five hours.
powered by coffee, soda,
pixie sticks, simpsons, the
'new' seether cd, spiffy, &
reina.
jesus christ, seether is amazing.
i should ask myself "why am i so lucky?" each day. <3
i am prepared, now that everyone's fine... again. // seether
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| The Beautiful Future |
[15 Feb 2003|05:00pm] |
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forensics, last meet of the year, next month.
i think march 14 or 15. and i am performing
my "Picture Imperfect" piece the very last
time, and i'm looking to the future.
i need to start writing a good piece.
i mean, a damn good piece. & next
i'll try uber-hard to break and qualify,
but seeing as i have already gotten
threes and twos, and this is only my
first year getting my feet wet, i'll fare
a lot better next year.
so back to my piece. i have no topics for it.
i want it to be universally relevant, but also
witty and tactful. i just need a good topic.
something i can expand on, perhaps some
injustice in life, or how things can annoy
others, or whatever that can penetrate my
mind at some point.
actually, i think i have a great topic at hand,
but i'm simply still waiting for others' feedback.
kudos to kyle mcpherson for his
crusade for more cowboy bebop.
everyone thinks van gogh sliced
off his ear to impress some girl.
perhaps, on the contrary. van gogh
suffered from schizophrenia, a disease
that he thinks would have destroyed
his artistic side, as well as his mental.
he constantly complained to a physician
that he kept on hearing voices, because
of the schizophrenia. so as a last resort,
he amputates his ear.
van gogh suffered from love. or
van gogh suffered from schizophrenia.
but he made some damn good paintings.
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| Tonight, Tonight |
[15 Feb 2003|12:45am] |
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dinner at amici's
theaters at union
everything at the
union center.
saw eric, george, herpes,
kathy, jen, & friend whose
name i cannot remember.
but...
tonight was
one of the
best nights
in a long time.
...in love with you. <3
i believe the love you talk about with me // zwan
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| Bebop |
[14 Feb 2003|04:33am] |
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watching TV at 1am to
4am is harmful to your
conscience. but its fun.
it's pierre le fou.
just my favorite
episode. ever.
cowboy bebop is utter genius.
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| Germany & Beyond |
[13 Feb 2003|06:25pm] |
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my cousin, lisa, is the valedictorian
of her graduating class, with the
accumulated GPA of 4.254, and
graduating with full honors, along
with a $20,000 dollar scholarship.
im so proud of her.
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| Press Stop, Rewind, Eject |
[13 Feb 2003|05:40pm] |
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so marotti laid down the hammer today. we had
to issue around 25 detentions for violations today.
tomorrow is valentines.
i personally don't have
feelings pro or against
it; but it all depends on
who you're spending it
with. and you can be
very grouchy or very
sappy about it; either
way its just another
day. its all in the eye
of the beholder.
me, gwen, and mike are the biggest nerds
in anatomy class. but we have the best time.
if Darwin's theory of evolution is pretty much
accepted fact, why do/should/would we all
still believe in God, Allah, Buddah, or whoever?
mr. wright, religion teacher
extraordinaire, said in one
of his sermons to the class...
"do you think its possible that chemicals just suddenly formed humanity?"
...according to what they're teaching
in AP Chemistry, Chaos Theory, and
other learned writing; it is possible.
we came from monkeys, so where
does the Creator come into play ?
it seems like the Christian religion
has an answer for everything too.
why do bad things happen to good people? God tests you.
why does God allow us to sin? free will.
why should we be good? heaven.
why? because God says so.
i'm losing faith, fast.
because everything
can be explained
through science.
and the religions have
massive, gaping holes
within their faith systems.
i'm still catholic.
just not a good one.
fistfights versus fences // taking back sunday
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| Go Career |
[12 Feb 2003|08:37pm] |
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haha, analysis.
the only ones that passed
that i asked were me and
booty. aside from marybeth
and joe... they dont count.
considering that class is the
core of the brightest and best
in Union Catholic's class of 04,
and about 80% of the class fails.
so i've been playing this magnificent war game,
called age of empires 2: the Age of Kings... and
its a game of medieval and dark ages warfare.
i frequently use the Mongol civilization to utterly
wipe the map. the Mongols have this unit called
the Mangudai, which is an utterly fast unit on
horseback that fires arrows at an amazing rate.
but enough video game lingo. it just occured to
me how wasteful war is... i had a nice horde of
these mangudai, and i was attacking the enemy,
and he responds with a contingent of about 40
men, toting spears and swords. my cavalry just
ran circles around the slower, less-mobile soldiers
and shot them to pieces. with few losses on my
side. just a pile of dead bodies.
even though its just pixels and electromagnetic
radiation coming out of the computer, it really
can make you think. think how that could happen.
so i've been thinking about what i've wanted to do in life. i'm still pretty dead on about being a doc in the emergency room, but i'm thinking of alternatives, just in case. i've been thinking of enlisting in the navy or army or air force. i am already pretty sure that im doing ROTC once i hit my college campus... i just dont know if i should just do a four-year tour of duty, or go career. i figure, ROTC will already pay for college, because college is really expensive, and i'm not really rolling in the dough right now... upon graduation from ROTC program, i'll be a certified officer in the army or navy. that'd be nice actually. i always liked a nice respectable uniform. a couple medals would be good. a nice, shiny, ceremonial sabre attached to the hip.
i guess the only problem that i would have would be the killing. i mean, i've been desensitized enough to be able to pull a trigger upon command, but who am i aiming at? some soldier, maybe? hopefully not a civilian. hopefully not a woman. hopefully not a child. i guess i wouldnt be a Christian once i pull the trigger and end another person's life. its definitely a lot easier to fire at some masked fellow, or a person in uniform, or someone else fighting you... but how about those times you participate in a surprise raid? or what happens if you're a sniper and you see that person's eyes? dont you know that the fellow on the happy end of your gun is someone's son? or another person's father? an uncle, a grandpa? a friend? a husband?
so that is to say that there is no glory in war. even if we won. even if we never lost a single man. even if we just utterly obliterated all the enemy, would we be happy? would you feel comfortable receiving that medal on the deck of an aircraft carrier? or on the front lawn of the white house by the president? because that few ounces of gold and silver, and that tour of duty ribbon was because you killed... you slayed.... you maimed... you destroyed. so that lovely medal of honor is bought with the lives and blood of thousands... and the thousands more that will be affected by it. because they lost their people in it.
at some point in history, "love thy neighbor" because "murder others' children."
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| There's No Place I Could Be WIthout You |
[11 Feb 2003|06:10pm] |
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i believe you're the best that life can bring. // zwan
zwan is utterly amazing. i was never really
a big smashing pumpkins fan, thought. billy
corgan set himself up with a nice group of
musicians. highly reminiscent of pumpkins,
but with their own personal flair to it all.
i miss the innocence of the pumpkin era.
hell, half of you reading probably won't
remember the smashing pumpkins era.
'cause everyone's a genius lately. // abandoned pools
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| Its My Contacts. |
[11 Feb 2003|04:33am] |
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haha, stupid dell kid.
NEW YORK (Feb. 10)
The actor who gained fame and a cult following
as the slacker ''Steven'' in commercials for Dell
computers was arrested buying a small bag of
marijuana, police said.
Benjamin Curtis, a 22-year-old
New York University drama
student, was arraigned Monday
on a misdemeanor drug possession
charge. The charge assumes a
suspect is not carrying more than
a ''use amount'' - enough to roll
several marijuana cigarettes.
Curtis' portrayal of a surfer type who proclaims,
''Dude, yer gettin' a Dell!'' drove up computer
sales and spawned T-shirts, caps, and packs,
along with Web sites and online fan clubs.
''We are really trying to understand what happened here,'' Venancio Figueroa said.
dude, you're getting arrested !
anywho, i've been to the doctors
several times now, checkups and
tests. hopefully nothing is terribly
wrong with me physically. because
that would just suck.
eh, i've never been the sickly child.
everyone warns everybody of burn
out during junior and senior year, &
that might be it. whatever. school
tomorrow. quizzes tomorrow. stress
tomorrow. test tomorrow. tutoring
tomorrow. forensics tomorrow, and
hopefully hospital work with kathy
tomorrow. everything tomorrow.
at 4:33am, tomorrow = today.
im not crying, its my contacts // abandoned pools
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| Expectations Have Survived. |
[09 Feb 2003|11:56pm] |
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so i just watched kingpin on channel four
and i want to control my own drug cartel.
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| O'er The Hills We Go, On Mike's Monstrosity... |
[07 Feb 2003|05:47pm] |
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snow, snow, snow.
snow, snow, snow.
snow, snow, snow.
sledding was incredible fun. kathy, mike, and jen.
mike has bad knees so i had to drag him on his
relic sled, affectionately called "the monstrosity."
met up with another josh, who's this funny guy.
& the cops came. twice.
tried to break up our fun.
before curfew. but we
showed him who's boss.
we were going to dig trenches
and hide with our flourescent
colored clothing and sleds.
herpes: quick! invert our jackets so that they wont recognize us!
i ate snow, literally. the monstrosity has
speed, but is about as unwieldy as the
nutcracker with an elephant strapped
on your back. but fast. very fast.
a couple times, me and mike squeezed
on for a hairpin ride which usually ended
up in both of us dying in snow. somehow
herpes always was entangled in the reins.
herpes: this is the worst 9th birthday ever !
and jen kept singing and kept
making sounds with her shoes.
i wore kathy's neon green antennae.
and laid down on someone lawn. and
something's not right about having an
asian kid with green antennae passed
out in your front lawn.
josh: *dictates formula for making a giant snow-penis.*
eventually, the plan came to fruition. sort of.
herpes kept trying to make a snow-penis.
so did josh. they both eventually just had
giant clumps of snow, misshapen and
non-rod-like.
we also met up with rachel and agile brian,
a mild snowball fight, attempting to knock off
pine cones, and wrestling in the snow until
josh was totally covered in snow.
i have hypothermia and frostbite.
and i was out of energy the entire
time. but kathy went sledding and
i had fun. that is all that matters.
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| Lab Class |
[07 Feb 2003|04:45am] |
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anatomy class is a joke, so i frequently
leave to finish work in the chemistry labs.
today, i was with the chemistry AC class,
which meant that they were the brightest
minds of their years. it reminded me of my
earlier year of that class, the insanity, the
confusion, the antics, the everything.
so i was setting up for an iodine clock,
and mrs. mascolino interrupts everyone.
mrs mascolino: why is the answer 'A'
mark manuel: because the nitride ion has a negative charge
megan coheeny: no, its because 'eeny-miney-mo' said so.
mrs. mascolino: *interesting chemistry fact*
chem ac class: wow...
mrs. mascolino: hehehe, thats nothing. brian, tell 'em your middle name..
me: kelvin ?
chem ac class: REALLY? as in the SI measurement? REALLY?
kelley rapolas or priya mehtha: oh my God! thats so cute!
amanda: ...at least give me a hint.
me: starts with 'les', and ends with 'bian'
amanda: *confusedly* i don't get it...
eric: hahahahahaha
im gonna miss that chemistry laboratory
so much much when i graduate from UC.
so many memories and good times.
there's a lot of powder outside.
they better close the schools.
i must always pick the best time // the used
to drop the worst line
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| Physically Fit |
[06 Feb 2003|04:46pm] |
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i went for a check-up at the
school nurse today, ms. Ball.
checked my vitals; my height,
weight, blood pressure, eyes.
i am just so damn healthy.
height: 5' 7"
weight: 146 lbs.
oculars: 20/20
blood pressure: 180/70
blessed vision. absolut
perfect peripherals. and
i thought hours vegging
in front of the computer
or television would hurt
me. hah! i laugh at the
electromagnetic poison.
blessed metabolism.
i can eat anything &
truly get away with it.
nurse: what'd you have for breakfast
me: bacon, ham, eggs, and rice
nurse: thats not what you have each day, right?
me: um... sorta.
i put such garbage in my body each day.
just go jogging, none of that aerobic shit.
the world has a screwed up sense of humor.
i need a sparring partner for boxing.
preferably the same body type and
weight. but, oh hell, i'll take rick on.
get my ass hammered back to the
stone age.
the terminator: what are you? a glutton for punishment?
on a non-related note: lauren is not fat. she's just out of shape.
oh, i never meant to do you harm // coldplay
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| Pugilist... |
[05 Feb 2003|10:19pm] |
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linkin park is coming out with a new cd.
they were great... three years ago. now,
they remixed their old CD, which makes
it look like they're lacking creativity.
radio stations like Z100 and K-Rock
totally destroy them all by overplaying
the songs without abatement.
and they're touring with Limp Bizkit
and Metallica. i don't even know
what's going on with the world lately.
so i just had the urge to drink
and get into a few bar brawls.
i need more sleep.
so this is strange. // dc
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