Utinam barbari spatium proprium tuum invadant!
"May barbarians invade your personal
space!"
You are highly confrontational and possibly in a
bad mood. You would have sworn in this quiz,
if I had made it an option.


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Hey!

SCHOOL'S OUT!!!

and guess what im doind?

reformatting my blog...what fun!!!

Please bare with me as many changes occur, and I take advantage of some cool new stuff.

yeah 

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

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ahhhhh

1 MORE HALF DAY!!!!!!!!!!

i cant stand it!!

anyway.... good song = Several Ways to Die Trying by Dashboard Confessional



Anyway, things with the man worked out alright. If you want proof check out his Blurty. If you don't know the address, then you don't need to go there!. haha

peace. love. craps.
see ya!

YAY!! im happy...even though exams are tomorrow...sigh

well, I have added the new blogger comments system and I am aving fun with polls...heres one now!

well, I have been chosen as the 2004-2005 Drum Major. It is a good feeling, but i am sorry for those guys that didn't make it. We all practiced so hard. I am just confused right now. I know that I would have been upset if I didn't make it, but why do people have to hate me? I practiced just as hard, if not harder than other people. My audition didn't go nearly as well as I had hoped, but that's only a part of it. I have been told that my interview was alot of it, and the parts of my audition i didn't screw up on were also good. So why are people trying to make it seem like i was picked by age. I'm not going to mess up at games. By then I will have enough practice where it will be second nature. Again, people make it seem like what I have earned is a bad thing. Man im sorry you didn't get it, but hating me isn't going to do anything. Getting your friends to hate me isn't going to do anything. Hat Mr.L isn't going to do anything. Why don't you guys get that.

I'm lost, help me please. i need a light.

I believe that my overall weekend can be summed up with the following phrases:

"A" is for Apple
"B" is for ball
"C" is for clamhat
"D" is for Lysdexia
"E" is for pants
"G" is for green
"3" is for tricicle
"4" is for...that's what it is
and finally...
"hamsalad" is for lunch

L'esperienza de questa dolce vita.

Im not sure if this is true for other people, but I know that in my life, there is one focus point. now its not like any certain things, it is always changing. I tis the things that you wait for, you know the thing that mkaes you get up in the morning and really look forward to the day. At several times, including now, that thing is a person. This person isn't someone i have a crush on or anything like that, it's just someone (more like someones) lthat i really admire. I look forward to seeing these people in my day, and if I dont see them, i get kind of down.


Bleib Tapfer

...I still envy you

You know those movies that are kind of sappy, yet inspiring; where the main character has friends that are really good at stuff. You know, it just seems that the only friends he can make are the ones that can do something really really well, yet he doesn't see anything in himself...




... that's how I feel.....






....I have friends moving away that are awsome in foriegn languages (like fluent in like 5 languages), I have several friends that are extremly musically talented, I have more than enoguh friends that are really really smart, not to mention the ones that are all athletic. Then there are the ones that are really good at being a kid (like those ones that are über community service ones...mine is meeting Tiger Woods to do some sort of commercial, and the friends that are just good at everything in general. Finally, I have the friends that combine half of those togeather with a hint of bad ass and a mint to top it all off...

...I envy all of you


....Yet in myself...i feel empty...not really good at anything...i dont want do be felt sorry for, or pittied of anything, i just kinda feel wierd....I think that...

I need
a...

religion??? (im looking)

My sport...

Crew(krü), n. 1. A sport practiced
in rowing boats where the
participants willfully awake before
dawn and run to practice where
they spend one or two hours
sitting on a hard wood seat
and pull on oars to such a
level as to cause their bodies
to go into oxygen debt, resulting
in the formation of lactic acid
in their blood, which causes
substantial pain and discomfort
in all major muscle groups.
This activity is usually performed
twice a day in the name of fun,
and is conducted under the
demonic supervision of a
person called "Coach",
with the help of his trained
servant named "coxswain".

well, I went to my first crew regatta (rowing competition for those who don't know) today and guess how we did?

we didn't. we waited for 6 hours and did nothing.

so we get to go tomorrow at 5 in the morning

ha, life is so funny...hehe
see yall bright and early tomorrow 0_~

prom is gonna rock

and now for one of the greatest songs in the historyof all music... BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY !

Is this the real life-
Is this just fantasy-
Caught in a landslide-
No escape from reality-
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see-
I’m just a poor boy,i need no sympathy-
Because I’m easy come,easy go,
A little high,little low,
Anyway the wind blows,doesn’t really matter to me,
To me

Mama,just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger,now he’s ,
Mama,life had just begun,
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away-
Mama ooo,
Didn’t mean to make you cry-
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow-
Carry on,carry on,as if nothing really matters-

Too late,my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine-
Body’s aching all the time,
Goodbye everybody-I’ve got to go-
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth-
Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)
I don’t want to die,
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all-

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche,scaramouche will you do the fandango-
Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me-
Galileo,galileo,
Galileo galileo
Galileo figaro-magnifico-
But I’m just a poor boy and nobody loves me-
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family-
Spare him his life from this monstrosity-
Easy come easy go-,will you let me go-
Bismillah! no-,we will not let you go-let him go-
Bismillah! we will not let you go-let him go
Bismillah! we will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go let me go
No,no,no,no,no,no,no-
Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go-
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,for me,for me-

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye-
So you think you can love me and leave me to die-
Oh baby-can’t do this to me baby-
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here-

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,

Any way the wind blows....

There are two ways to think about pain. There is one that it hurts and distracts you. It is added wieght to your problems. In that state of thinking, you only become more frustrated, and more angry. It is pointless to give yourself more pain, so why don't you think of it diferently.
I think of pain as body awareness. Im not some self mutalator that hurts myself for fun. no, it just works like this. If I get hurt doing something, for example today I got four open bleeding wounds( one is the size of a dime and the other three your pinky fingernail) and three fair sized blisters from rowing. Now I dont see these pains as added wieght, I see themas things I did wrong that I can fix. When I feel pain, it re-focuses me to what I am doing and reminds me why I am doing it. Pain can acctually be pretty usefull if you think about it right. Well, that is todays shpiel. (the last entry was supposed to be yesterdays...hehe)

I see pain as weakness escaping the body.

-bleib tapfer

You know, there is something really agravanting when a group of people are working as a team, and one of them decideds to not pay attention. That just ruins it for everyone. Everyone works hard to get the job done and one person, just for a second, decides that they aren't going to pay attention... and look what happens...moron

On a lighter note, Something really cool happens in things like a band or orchestra where you have 60 some people all concentrating on the same piece of music, or the same melody. It just is a really cool feeling. What's even cooler is when someone to whom you have respect for plays with you, when you can pick him and yourself out of the band just playing togeather...that is also really cool.


...AAAAAAaaaaaand there is just something about a bike horn that brings a smile to my face, and a warmth to my heart.

Some people think that knoledge and wisdom are the same thing or are just closly related. I think that they are absolutly different. Knoledge, you can learn with out doing anything. You could be the biggest couch potatoe and still have knoledge. That's just the way it works. Wisdom, on the other hand, comes from doing things. It comes from getting out there and acctually watching someone do something, than doing it yourself. There is no imitation for wisdom. The other part of wisdom is age or events. By events I mean a tragic event in your life. For some reason unknown to our race, events like this make us stronger and wiser.

Gotta fly

You know, sometimes you just need to say things.

Thanks Brian

Es Por Ti

Juanes

Cada vez que me levanto y veo que a mi lado estás
Me siento renovado
Y me siento aniquilado
Aniquilado si no estás
Tu controlas toda mi verdad y todo lo que está de más
Tus ojos me llevan lentamente al sol
Y tu boca me habla del amor y el corazón
Tu piel tiene el color de un rojo atardecer

Y es por ti...
Que late mi corazón
Y es por ti...
Que brillan mis ojos hoy
Y es por ti...
Que he vuelto a hablar de amor
Y es por ti...
Que calma mi dolor

Y cada vez que yo te busco
Y no te puedo aún hallar
Me siento un vagabundo
Perdido por el mundo
Desordenado si no estás
Como mueves tú mi felicidad
Y todo lo que está de más
Tus ojos me llevan lentamente al sol
Y tu boca me habla del amor y el corazón
Tu piel tiene el color de un rojo atardecer

Y es por ti...
Que late mi corazón
Y es por ti...
Que he vuelto a hablar de amor
Y es por ti...
Que brillan mis ojos hoy
Y es por ti...
Que calma mi dolor

Mis padres está leundo mi blog

and they're being control freaks

im ed