Date: 2007-03-25 13:38 Subject: (no subject) Security: Public

I haven't said one real word on this thing in about a year.

This is purposeless. Goodbye.

Date: 2007-03-11 22:03 Subject: Power button! Security: Public

I've watched this car crash before.
But this car's perfect.
Is this script as really good as it looks like it has to be?
We're in the auditorium. No - I'm in the auditorium.
Ms. West, sure, I'll marry you...
Why is this car so perfect!?
Why aren't you crashing it?
Wasn't it our jobs to crash this car?
Am I too good a driver to crash this car?
Is that why I'm driving you to the moon, Ms. West?
Is that why you're painting your fingernails on the way there?
Could you at least pretend to care about me, Ms. West?
It sucks that I'd lose at Where's Waldo and keep Ms. West.
Famous... Whatever you say lady.
I'm still gonna stand on these two feet.
Ms. Fitzgerald, what chair are you talking about?
Park it, speed it, what the fuck am I doing...
... with this car?

Date: 2007-03-09 12:41 Subject: Scottie, Here I Come! Security: Public

Villanova left a message for me yesterday. Some woman named Meredith Fitzgerald from the Office of Admissions told my mother that she wants me to call her back, because they "really like me, and want to interview me for a 4-year scholarship." Maybe, contrary to my own popular belief, all women named 'Meredith' aren't so bad after all?

I'm excited. If I don't get it, oh well, right? It's worth the interview.

I'll probably add more to this later. More as in things that you won't understand (what's new? haha)

EDIT:
Fuck everything I just wrote. I just deleted it. All I know is: I am Sean O'Neill, and I put the WILD in WILDCAT!!!! hahah Wow... Wild and cat make up the name. What genius made that decision?

Date: 2007-03-04 09:07 Subject: Just Like You Said Security: Public

I hope it doesn't stay this sonny all day
"Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall..."
Is that why I like Brand New?
What if you kept talking about the same themes for one poem?
What if you wrote that poem? What would they say about that?
In the words of you, fuckapoem.

Why does my horoscope keep bitching me out? This is what it said to me yesterday:
"Move one way or the other and accept the consequences of your choice, but don't wait any longer. Your moment of truth is here."

And today?:
"Today, however, you may pay extra attention to the details, especially if you are trying to impress others. Even if your intentions are honorable, your work might still fall short of someone else's expectations. Don't be too hard on yourself; just do the best you can."

You confuse me, horoscope. I probably confuse you, horoscope.

Date: 2007-02-28 21:20 Subject: Fuck offffffffffffffffff Security: Public

Saying stuff like this makes you a pussy. Stop being a little bitch.
yea this is good
Hang out where it's always dark, it's really fun over there.
I'm so glad your house got taken from you. I don't know why you weren't evicted sooner?
Show Me What You Got. JAY-Z made that.
March! Slut!
All pleasure's in pain. All pleasure's the same.
Please tell me I really didn't mean that? hahaha

I realized that even though having that 'one girl' to hook up with might seem nice, and although I know for a fact that I'd be the best with that, I truly could be much happier not giving a fuck, and having that '24983 girls'! Haha but that is what I realized. I'm sorry if that didn't help you with whatever you're going through.

Rap! Asshole! Sounds just dandy from where I'm standing!

Date: 2007-02-24 11:01 Subject: This Is Golden Security: Public

Hey !
Timmy Fletcher state of mind
Fuck 2:15
Somebody stop me, because Shady's crazy!!
It fell on me, can you call the National Guard?
sHe bought up all the eyesores, but sHe doesn't want them!
OGO♥
http://horoscopes.aol.com/?_s=gemini
I, Tom Cruise, love that thing.
Dreams-Reality... Scares me bad.
Again, why doesn't anyone know it rained?
Today!
Warm the weather, so you can warm your life.


4-14-06
"I've been wondering what effect the weather might actually have on our mindsets. I've came to the conclusion that everyone is depressed during the winter. Then - all of a sudden - the temperature hits fifty degrees. All of a sudden, we all snap out of it for a second. It just goes to show that basically everything that bothers us is meaningless, and most likely is only a part of growing up. If what was bothering us was that serious, a change in the weather shouldn't easily fix it, yet it does. Next year, remember this statement when March/April rolls around. You'll be amazed at the truth within it all."

So yeah... Maybe I don't completely hate my 16-year old self. I suppose I said some things that made a lot of sense, like that excerpt above from a past entry. I believe that February is the low point of everything. Luckily, it's going to be over soon, but it still is a pretty shitty month. February this year has had it's great moments though, and I'm not going to downplay them one bit. However, how much better would them moments have been if it were 20-30 degrees warmer?

I've just realized that I'm all about warmth, and I think only one person will know what the hell it is that I'm talking about when I say that... haha

I've been called Seth Cohen. I've been called John Mayer. Now, if you could, would you please just call me Sean O'Neill?

Haha oh god...

How good do you have to be to not fall into February's traps of emotion and love? Pretty damn good apparently.

I'm gonna go listen to my favorite 3 track rotation of The Killers, because that's what I like to do.

Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh just shoot me! hah

Date: 2007-02-19 14:21 Subject: KAI-g-ROS! Security: Public

It's come to my attention that high school is turning into the place where people have more fun not being friends with people than they have being friends with them. It's come to my attention that I, Sean O'Neill, attend a high school. I guess it's my job to filter it out, and stay away from it all. The asshole button, the shit talking, and the drama that comes with it: all things that I personally do not want.

If you would ever get the guts to ask yourself why you're not friends with someone, you'd probably come up with a really, really stupid answer. In fact, it would probably make you laugh. Claiming to hate someone over something so small is ridiculous.

And to those that read this and say, "Wow - now everyone needs to realize this and I'll be fine", I'm not going to give you praise here. If you're seriously saying that to yourself and feeling yourself say that, then I think that there is something wrong with you. Step outside yourself and hear what you say, and read what you write. Taking such things so seriously isn't healthy. Nothing really matters all that much... You should never feel unwanted. You should never feel neglected. You should never feel any of that. You should just care less about it, brush it off your shoulder, and just find people that do want you and won't neglect you. Sometimes, those people I'm speaking of could be staring you in the face, and you might be too stupid to see it for a while. But eventually, if you try, you'll see them.

Fuck you if you take yourself too seriously, and fuck you if you say this entry doesn't need 10 comments. I'm gonna go laugh and smile, because that's what I like to do.

Date: 2007-02-10 10:59 Subject: Don't I Know Who You Think You Are? Security: Public

So with my mind running on E, with all of it's brain cells quarantined out to all of your insane words and actions, it's just spilled out that everything we do or say will eventually come to contradict itself.

I can't let Midsummer Night Dream happen again, right? Or can I?
That one was for me.
Why are my 'Grandmas Cookies' copyrighted through 1998?
Why was I in the company of a modern day hippy couple last night?
Where is Matt Bealor when you need him?
It still hasn't gotten more real. What a bummer! j/k,j/k,j/k part two
The kind of mashed potatoes that don't digest.
Dear you, don't come back. And if you must, you better not be on those crutches I see.
Those were for me.
Let's just say... It wasn't a bad thing.

Date: 2007-02-03 09:56 Subject: There Are No Flashing Lights in Modern Romance Security: Public

You know you're at a 2st function when...
1) You see Lindsey Lohan sitting at the bar not speaking a word, because we all know she's only there to get sweet talked by Tommy "The Suplex" Howlett.
2) You see the same guy and girl fist fight twice, and you see it the second time right after they get done talking it out.
3) You see the kids that crushed your wiffleball dreams during your junior year.
4) You see the awkward tension that you think exists between Matt and Justin Pags.
5) You see about 18 different 18-year old bartenders.

Could a title like this be taken serious? You know, I almost wrote that in an English paper not too long ago, and now I'm realizing... That I thought I was a little too clever. Scratch that. Think. Am. Things I say sum up to be one big Crystal yearbook caption, but who better than the Gildea-proclaimed "King of Captions" to take on that role? haha

Like a bird migrates South for the winter, 2st migrates to Pac Sun for the new year. The first thing anyone said to me when I walked into that place last night was: "Hey, where'd you get your shoes at?" I was a blowout away from claiming residency.

To end whatever I said here, I leave you with this question: Are you just going to let Patrick Stump go on thinking he's the reincarnation of Musiq Soulchild?

Date: 2007-01-28 13:43 Subject: The -known Citizen Security: Public

It is at this point in the wake of February that no one wants to acknowledge everything that they have truly become, who they have become it with, or what they will become in the future. Realizing this was as easy as realizing that the only point to anything the Dropkick Murphys have ever written has been that Irish people drink.

Why is everyone's worst enemy a smiling face?

Was that me, or was that Konstantine talking?

This is the entry that gets no replies. haha

Date: 2007-01-25 21:47 Subject: Japanese Gum and Cigarette Smoke Security: Public

Have you ever heard the song that perfectly describes your current life to a "tee"? (I hate that I just said that, and one of you knows exactly why) Wait... Of course you have. I almost forgot who I was talking to in this little livejournal community of ours.

Study, study, study!
win! win! win!!!
- Papa Roach aka Emilio Estevez aka M.E.K.

These are the days you sleep for 3 hours every night, and every 1 ounce of sleep is 1 ounce of heaven. These are the days that make you realize that if you had the choice from here on in, you would pick the 10 pouch pack of wild cherry Capri Sun over 1 case of your favorite beer 9 times out of 10, because it is the 1 thing keeping you awake.

Don't you forget: LJ is the place for broken hearts, not broken nails.

Too much text work. Too much home work. Not enough CS.

Date: 2007-01-21 19:33 Subject: ADDDDDMIT IT! Security: Public

Who the fuck is living with me?
Where the fuck am I living?
I am passed the point of caring on that first one. WAY passed.
I will not (CAN NOT) live in Philadelphia this summer. That's out of the question.
I am annoyed with this process of house shopping/roommate selection.
Is it bad that there is no thought in my mind that's taken seriously anymore?
This is scattered thinking at it's greatest. I'm not even elaborating on anything.
Welcome - take your shoes off or you're getting fuckedddd up.
I need my crazy grades back, but that doesn't bother me. It merely crosses my mind.
The most anything does is cross my mind. It's in one ear, and out the other.
No one likes receiving the silver medal.
I made someone apply to college today, so that's good, right?
& I don't know that you think.
Okay, He Believes You... But I Don't.
No harm, no foul.
Don't ask, don't tell.
This was forced and I don't care.
Life is just a box of chocolates.
Cya.

Date: 2007-01-08 17:14 Subject: 5...4...3...2... Security: Public

Saturday was a preview of Summer '07.



Now all I need is to know for sure that Rachel Laff will be present in my life from June through September.

Date: 2006-12-30 17:06 Subject: Click here to download the full audio version....... BURN!!1 Security: Public

Everyone seriously is so different from just one year ago.

I was reading some of the crap I would write last year, and I seriously can't even begin to comprehend how any of you took a good part of it into any consideration. It's complete and utter garbage. The title of 'seanie_' should've been "Let Pessimist Optimize You", because that's all it was. Listening to that's like listening to Justin Pags attempt to mend your broken heart -- foolish and hypocritical.

Your life is who surrounds you. Would it be stupid if I said we're stupid if we didn't realize that yet? Seems like a simple enough concept, at least in my eyes it is.

I think I've lost a good bit of that old reputation I had last year. You know -- extremely smart/extremely quiet kid you hate seeing with a Coors Light in his hand because it ruins your perception of him. Okay, so maybe Charlie Stinsman still thinks that. But what does he know? Haha and there are times that I wish I still had that going for me, and many things that I 'possessed' last year as well, but only so I could gain Chris Granato's intellectual respect! haha

Why am I in college? I really am... As a certain someone pointed out last night, I hold beer bottles by their 'longnecks', so that's a big sign, but a big sign to me is that I really look down and laugh at what many of my fellow high school seniors still think life is supposed to be. Not the fun -- the drama. The O.C. is fun to watch! Key word: watch!

Allow me to call out the purse girl by the way. You all know this girl, and refused to acknowledge her, but hey, I'm going to force you to. Would you expect any less? She's the girl who gets in group shots with her purse always around her shoulder, and is always spotted to the far right or left. She strays from the limelight. She doesn't really wear eye makeup, just cover-up on special occasions like, say...a 'Sweet Sixteen' party thrown for some girl she knows from her Biology class. She isn't ugly, but no guy would probably ever take the time out to 'talk' to her. She'll smile, but with her lips, being careful not to show teeth. Her teeth aren't messed up, and she probably has a nice set, but for whatever reason, you rarely see them. Oh, and keep the alcohol and cigarettes away from her, because she 'would never'! She's the girl of few words, and I'm the boy who noticed.

My mother just read that. She then told me I'm going to burn in hell with people like Elton John, Richard Simmons, and Ru Paul. I don't get it? Cya! :D

Date: 2006-12-28 16:41 Subject: Tokyo Police Club Security: Public

- First off, 'steeevin' is "The Terminator Goes Soap Opera" in his new picture.

- Meghan fit so well into the trio last night. A little too well...

- People contradict themselves way more than they would like to admit.

- I kind of didn't want to write this. LJ has been a creepy horror movie desert town for the past two months. I had to do this. If I didn't... Let's not even fathom that idea.

- I've noticed recently that friendship politics for me are a thing of the past. There is basically no more "he said, she said bullshit" to the point where it matters to anyone, which is something that unfortunately came with the younger high school territory. It is pretty awesome!

- Why did Robert Smith get the main concept of it all, but refuse to accept it?

- I think I might follow Lomo's advice and pursue a career as a journalist. I'll probably pursue that profession in the scientific field. I've always wanted to freelance write though. I think that I am creative enough for the job. Silly me would just be stupid to ignore the lesson taught in the great MTVfilms flick, 'Orange County', which is that all writers are "depressed and poor." Awe shucks! Silly me, silly me. Fuck that...

- I hate when people ask at 2PM what you're doing that night when everyone knows that no one knows what they're doing until the clock strikes 7PM or so. I also hate it even more when people ask people who they know they won't be hanging out with what they are doing that evening. It stings me! It stings me like a fissure in my ass! Zoolander 2! It's coming!

- What if there was no AIM? Do you realize how much more you would probably use your cell phone? What if there were no cell phones? Do you realize how much more planned out your life would be? Remember when we used to knock on each others doors for lack of a better alternative? Nuts...

- My first novel will be about a boy whose biggest fear in life is not a killer clown, or a pitbull, or a cobra... But the prospect of being in a bad mood for more than 5 minutes? Yes. That is something he could never bear.

- I'm pretty sure that this has been my 'himynameissean' podcast.

Date: 2006-12-18 16:45 Subject: "...la cartera!" Security: Public

I need a crazy winter break! Pronto!

I need the New Years holiday with all of it's drunkenness and unforgettable times! Pronto!

I need the second semester! Pronto!

I need to stop saying 'Pronto!'! Now!

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I feel like some people stopped revealing their true selves to me in fear of getting murdered with my baby-killer-esque jokes... HAHAHAH

Nah, but I've always been somewhat amazed at how people laugh at their own jokes. I do it too. There are two kinds of people that do this: those who genuinely think what they are saying is funny, and those who told the joke with butterflies in their stomach, thinking "Wow - this is a make or break joke... And I am scared for it."

Paul is a porcelain figure with porcelain teeth. Yes - he is braceless. He's a fuckin' dime piece and one of you sluts are making out with him this weekend!

Who am I? haha

I haven't had much to write about lately... Maybe because I don't have much to bitch about. Because the stuff that I would've bitched about had this been written last year are now things that I would completely disregard as irrelevant, because it is.

Cement me into a mannequin why dontcha? TaTa

Date: 2006-11-30 17:38 Subject: Life is Best Lived When It is a Dave Melillo Song Security: Public

I think people would be better off living by a few principles.

One of my biggest pet peaves are quotes. I believe that quotes are crutches for the weak. Stop thinking Chiodos wrote their emo ballad about your life, because they wrote it for idiots like you to buy their CDs as your bible. They want you to take them seriously so they can steal your money!

I think we should all make an effort to show the least bit of stress, and should say negative things about our own situations as little as possible. After all, you'll only be enforcing your own negativity. Where does that get you? It just prolongs your period of being miserable. Leave it alone.

Believe whatever gets you to sleep easy at night and breathe lightly during the day EVEN if that means you have to drill lies into your head. If it makes you happy, who gives a shit? Happy people are not sane. Sane people are not happy. Remember that.

Date: 2006-11-18 09:55 Subject: Tommy Lee Is Back From College Security: Public

Well, last night:
College Party.

- Let's start off with the most important thing that happened. A Drexel football player called me the Kobe Bryant of beer pong. Do I have Kobe written all over me and not know it? A beer pong duo that was there was about 334-14 as far as wins and losses, but then they played me. Needless to say, they suffered their 15th loss at the hands of 'Mamba', haha

- I almost made Paul have sex. Yes - again. This time, with a girl that looked like a Maura McCaney/Casey Delaney love child. Basically, Paul almost had sex with a girl that probably looks a lot like what Casey and his daughter will look like. But uhh, "almost." He said, and I quote, "I'm only havin' sex with bad ass bitches tonite dawggg!" That comment made my head spin like a top.

- If college people are anything like what I've seen them to be, then I'll be seeing no name brand clothing being worn. And the people will be very weird looking, and just weird. They're the kind that stare at you from their seat on the random couch that's only there because the owners of the place think the place has to be somewhat furnished.

But... I'm still in high school. And that is beautiful.

Date: 2006-11-10 20:08 Subject: "One Mic" = himynameisunderrated Security: Public

Ahh, well waddayano.

A few things that I would like to remember when I look back at my making this entry are that, at this very moment:

- I am currently every parent's poster child. I stay after school until 4:00PM+ everyday, coming home and resting for a half hour, and then indulging back into work till the point of exhaustion every night from Monday-Friday, and sometimes even Sunday. I don't stop adding to it either. I just became president of something else. I think it's to the point where I enjoy it. On top of that, I've taken a very challenging schedule during the day. I have the same exact schedule as Julie Son. Need I say more?

- I am currently every parent's poster child. My weekends, by social standards, are utterly pathetic. I do nothing at all sometimes, and if I do, I only go out one night. On that one night, I probably can be found standing around chatting, and going home. I've drank once in the last month. My reputation as the NHS alchy? RIP sweetass. I am straight edge. I am safe fun. I am your parent's best dream. And as much as what I've just wrote may have given you the impression that I don't like what is happening to me, I don't mind it. I have the most positive attitude on the universe for someone who is in my situation. It's pretty much weird if you don't see me laughing or smiling at this point. And I'm gloating right now, aren't I? I'm even laughing at that, haha!

- I am currently every parent's poster child. I've discovered that there is really nothing that I'm not good at. I'm extremely happy/appreciative to be good at so much. And no, I'm not praising myself. I'm just amazed at how good I've had it personally compared to everyone else.

If you didn't read anything I just wrote, just know this: I am Kobe Bryant.

Love me.