Rest In Peace 2007. I Piss On Your Grave!

Merry Sexmas everyone and good afternoon.
I knew that this wasn't going to be a good Christmas because of how the last one ended up and how much money the family has had to sacrifice for everyone else this year. I'm not trying to complain on how my presents sucked or anything like that it's just unsatisfying when you get a pack of soda as a present rather than something else. Well, I can't complain in the end because I got 1 out of the 3 top presents. Anyways, I'm glad I could spend some time with the family this year. Defiantely worth it.


Last night I went to church. Yep. It's been about five years since I've stepped foot in a church. However, througout this year, I told myself by the end of it I would go to church and say hello to ALL my friends in the big house. That is if they believe that and are there. I'm so tired. I don't know why I'm so fucking tired, I just want to sleep all day but I also want to skateboard because everything is closed, pretty much, and you can pretty much skateboard anywhere you want today. I'd have to bring my little cousin if I left though, but it's cool because he is and he also skates and I'm sure he wants to get away from all the parents here. I definately want to spend time with my friends today though and I don't know what that would entail if I were to bring him along. Hah. His parents would kill me if he touched any type of alcohol. Good grief, I don't even think I should have wrote that. Hah.











RESOLUTION: I know it's a really layme thing to do, the whole, "I'm going to select a 'special' day to make this pact to myself. That means I need to do all the things I'm going to quit as much as possible untill this special day." Fuckin' laymeeeee. Human satisfaction is a forever struggle because it can never BE satisfied. Anyways, mine is to start skateboarding, be more commited to what I put my mind into and oh yeah, the whole not drinking thing except on special occasions. I REALLY REALLY REALLY need to follow up on that last one because not only has it got me in trouble with the law but it's been causing bad health problems. Gah', it's going to be hard to turn down a bottle of gin come this year. I wonder what everyone else's resolutions are going to be for this year. I hear the quitting drugs/cigarettes thing is major. Heh.










Although this has been a terrible year I can admit that I've learned a lotttttttt from it. Maybe too much? I guess that's impossible, but it's been really intense and a slap-in-the-face-notice if you will. I'm hoping to whatever is holy that this year picks up. I know the first month is going to suck but that's because of this year. Please help me help myself and when you see me walking down the street take the time to talk to me and I'll take the time to make you laugh and tell you how cool you are and if you're REALLY special I'll tell you how special you are in my life and the all-natural-circle of how your role plays a part in the story of my life. Don't let my Christmas and expirence of this year make you feel bad or sympathetic, which I doubt it would, go out there and have some fun kid.

Much.

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Sometimes Walking, Sometimes Dancing

This is probably going to be one of the busiest and stressful months of 2007, for me and it's all going to start tomorrow. Normally I didn't have a problem with my endochronoligist but she's trying to get me on this pump thing. I just don't want to but she doesn't want that to be the answer because she thinks I'm being to careless of my condition. The next day is court for no license, which I'm sure will be dropped because I do have a license. The rest is just a bunch of A.E.P. Classes which I'm suprised I'm still in because last last Sunday I was arrested for Public Disorderly Conduct, DUN DUN DUN! A lot of people tell me that would affect P.T.I. But not A.E.P. Which is pretty queer but I can't complain too much because I (think) get to keep my financial aid and driver's license. My sides hurt for some reason, I think I'll blame drinking today, so my calves but that is from walking accross Charleston twice; King & Radcliffe: Broad & Ashley: Smith & Vanderhorst, each walk took about 15-20 minutes but should have taken about 30-40 minutes. I'M GOOOOOOD!
Out of all these run-ins with the law get me so anxious and nervous, as they should, mainly this time because I have to study for three final exams for Friday and Monday. I'm looking foward to the English and Computer, Accounting and Math will be easy though.
My mother and friend Leigh told me within the same month that 2008 is going to be a better year and those being the most understandable women I've met so far I'm taking their remarks into consideration. That is why I have decided today that it is going to be the most shock-value humor year of my life. I'm planning to be one of the most gross-funniest and nicest people you will ever meet in your life. (Leigh if you're reading this, this is the secret I was telling you about; sorry it's nothing super great) E.G:
We're riding in my car - I'm blaring music. Your cell phone rings and you say, "Hey, turn it down, it's my mum calling." I look at you and say, "Maaaaaaaaaaan, I don't turn anything down but a 7-year-old's head."
Hah, thus being so nasty but funny and witty that you'll have to think/say, "Ewwwwww, gross" or "Hahahahha, yesss!"
Man, this Ministry of Sound: Chillout Session Ibeza C.D. Is the jam, if you're down for chill ass music download/buy this C.D! W00t. I'm addicted to a very creep, sad but chill song by this girl Chicane called "No Ordinary Morning." Check it!
Anyways, these are for you:

Lay Low, All the Way in AMV Hell-Low.

Yep, there are actually two motion pictures of this. These are the first five of the second... Like me I'm sure you can only stand maybe two to three. The songs are just as silly as the lifeless people who decided to fill in the anime pieces. It is amusing to know that it ties together pretty well, though.

Came with the "Being Born-" Package.

Thankful? Thankful for what? Having land stolen and suffering from Opression? Okay, sounds like something to be thankful for. Them cockasians have it good, aye? So, it starts off with me sleeping untill 3:00 P.M. Then waking up to a suprise or not so suprise just an unexpected intoxicated guest. Yep, you guessed it, good olde' pops. Around these times, or actually all the time when drunk, he's very belegurent(sic?) and blunt, so-to-speak. So, he started crying during grace and I think the whole family just had to except it and everyone but me started crying but that's okay because the food was good. The whole time I was just trying to eat and leave, eat and leave. Every fucking twenty seconds that man had to bring up stupid shit. I.E.(worst one) He says, "This kid has come a long way. He used to steal and sell my oxycotin." I didn't say anything but, "That was like four years ago. Where the hell did that come from?" I could have said so many other things to fuck his night up but my sister then said, "I'm not going to lie. I took some too. But that's only because mom told me where they were." He looked very suprised and I was almost about to laugh. "I was selling them too," my mother said with NO SHAME AT ALL! That's when everyone started laughing and I just turned to my mother and asked how much. She told me $5.00 and I said,"Mum! I was ripping people off. Like $8.00 a pill." She laughed and said she'd never sold drugs before.
I was first to finish my dinner so I went upstairs and watched my mocumentary that me and friends made from four years ago, because so much was being broughten back up since then. Anyways, I leave to go to Anna's house for Sean's "some what" going away party and she's passed out because she'd been drinking since blah blah blah and took pills. I'm hoping that this weekend is going to be a relief, it's been a sad one. Real sad. But, through it I was making a mix and decided to put a song I haven't heard in ages in it. Instead of telling you I'll show you where it's from and what it sounds like, enjoy!


R.I.P. E.C.H.

Ain't No Sunshine When They're Gone

This is the fourth friend I've lost this year.
All of them where good souls that I would hope to see to live untill I Die! I just wish I had used the phrase, "I love you, Evan," in a more "olde' fashioned way," so-to-speak, and not the way I had orginally used it, which I will not mention in here because of how much of an embarrsement it is. I don't know if I can take another family losing a child and a city losing an infamous character, this is why I want to leave. this is why I migh leave for N.Y.
On a worse note, aside from receiving the news about Evan, Salem's court didn't go exact to plan; I felt so bad because the witnesses did not even come with us, because they are our "dear beloved friends," and I was just there to support and drive him.
As we all know he was assaulted in the month of Sept. Had to go through 2 month of a liquid diet because his jaw was broken and wired shut. Then slammed with numerous medical bills. Well, all this was supposed to be paid for and ended yesterday but was not due to the fact that the person who had assaulted him got the first court hearing dropped to petty assault and then had the crime dropped completely. That was in the court hearing for the month of Sept. Salem did not inform the court that his jaw had got worse untill Oct. Which means that it's double jeopardy. Now the whole up-to- $9,000.00-trial is pending for double jeopardy. If the supreme court says they are going to drop it then $9,000.00 worth of medical bills alone are going to be Salem's debt problems. This will only show how terrible the "system" really is when it's obvious that this thing-of-a-person can just roam the streets and not be accounted for:
A) A Hate Crime.
B) Assault & Battery
and
C) low temper stupidity due to alcohol consumption.
If you see Salem just tell him everything is going to be alwright, of course in your version.
You can imagine after all this shit I had to have a drink to at LEAST calm my nerves. Well, it turns out that I can't even do that because I get texts from "good girl-friend that( both of us want to) wants to turn friendship to relationship," asking if I'm going to be alwright and I BEG, FUCKING BEG, her to just come see me for like ten minutes max and she won't even do that!!! So, that ended up in a fight and I decide to go home. Welp can't even FUCKING go home because my car ran out of gas and I'm in the middle of my fucking turn off. Some guy comes to the car and says that I'm drunk and how he almost hit me, I know that asshole could smell it on me but anyways, cops come help me put it to the side, ask if I'm going to be alwright then my mother comes. Well, we get gas then the fucking battery doesn't start so we just leave there because I'm pissed as hell. ZZZZ. This morning was not even better for the reason of that GEICO Called me and that's never good. I refuse to answer the phone or change for that matter. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm going to write this paper and hope to God that saves me from putting a fucking knife through my face.
The only thing that has perked me at all in the past, ohhhh, 30 minutes is this:

They say you have to tell me if I'm fit for this deamon or not. Do it... I don't really care.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the Revolution."

This has probably been one of the most intresting weekends I've had in a while. It all began on Monday, of course; though Sunday is the first of the week, when I went to school thinking that it was time to go to my English class at 12:40 P.M. When it was actually 11:40 A.M. And I made a fool of myself. But, the hour that I had to spare I wanted to waste it at the lab looking at blogs (as you are right now, if you're reading this). When I got to the 920 Building I noticed all these poorly made signs that read "Event," with an arrow pointing in the direction. So, I decided to follow it and to my suprise it was a campaign speech for Hillary Clinton spoken by Bill Clinton. After he was done speaking I got to meet him because my friend's father is head of security in Charleston. I told him that my mother has his book and really likes him and he told me to thank her for being a fan. Crazy... I met the president.
All week I've been watching the first season of Ugly Betty and really got into half way through the season. I can't wait for season two to come out. Yesterday I had to waste $252.50 on money orders for that fucking AEP thing. To be honest I would rather just pay the $520.00 than have to do all this, on top of everything, I have to do 50 hours of community service. BOOOOO! Well, due to the photography that I did for that one book; yes my photography is being published, that counted as community service. I think I got about 5 hours done. Nothing much but at least it's a bit of a dent, hell maybe even a day off of "work." Anyways, enough of the bullocks. Today is beautiful and I have short short short hair again and I get to relax.

SATURDAY SATURDAY SATURDAY!

$ Vs. Jail? (What is to become)

Well, it's been over a week since I've had the belief that I'm still out of jail for my "bad" ways. I think tomorrow I will shake my arresting officers hand or have it shaken for me. I know I must sound like I'm blowing this way out of proportion but I don't know if DoeDoa is actually going to be able to pay off the second ticket, that's in my name, in all respect I should pay it off but if he can I'm going to pay him back fully, which shouldn't be a problem, especially if I can get that no-license ticket dropped. So far the wage is:
$247.00
$247.00
+$87.00(maybe)
_______
$581.00
The last one is the license one and that court date is oddly enough a month after the one tomorrow, queer. If I were you reading this all I would say to me is "Godspeed." Anyways, enough of that stuff, God I hate thinking about it enough; not to mention it's all tomorrow; kinda.
So, on the way to my house this afternoon I noticed it was "Back in the Day Buffet," on Z93 Jamz and I decided to call. Now, even though I have called for B.I.T.D.B. And have got through they still didn't play the songs I requested. So, I called (3x's) and I finally got through. The conversation went like this:
Deja D: Z93! What can I hook you up with?
Me: Ohhh! NO! This is Deja D!?
Deja D: Hah! Yeah! What can I help ya with, hunny?
Me: Ahhh! Can I hear LL Cool J - I Need Love? It's for this girl.
Deja D: Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, boi! You got anything else you want to say to this girl?
Me: Heh. Yeah! I CAN'T WAIT TO MEET YOU!
Deja D: Awww! Well, I hope you find her too! Tell 'em ya station.
Me: Z!93! Baby!

OUR CONVERSATION ACTUALLY GOT AIRED ON THE RADIO! HAHA. I heard what I sounded like; via-radio, it was a little embarrasing but it definately put a smile on my face and I think it will for the rest of the day.
I thought that since the main reason people mostly come to my blog is to check out videos, so this is a SEMI-SPECIAL BLOG today. Heh.

Much love.

P.S. Here is the remake and the parody to LL Cool J's song: I Need Love

Yo Gotti: Let's Vibe Feat. Pretty Ricky

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Necro: I Need Drugs

Dreams. A Cry for Help or a Way to See the Future?

I'm going to first say that I have no idea what the meanings of the messages dreams are supposed to give us. Some friends say that it's just your brain thinking without your control and that's why dreams can be the weirdest shit. Some say that it's you remembering what you did that day or what you did five years ago. I don't know! I just want to know what these mean?! Then again... Maybe I don't?
The first one goes back to the herione days. I was in class, computer to be exact, and I get a text message. It's from my mother and it says, "Son! I found a bag and looks like heroine!" My mother doesn't know what it looks like, I'm pretty sure, so I responded, "It's probably your husbands pot. Both Nelle and him like to smoke it a lot." Then that's when the teacher caught me texting; which I hate doing... A LOT! And told me to leave class. If you have this computer class you'll know that he'll actually do that. Hah. End of dream number one.
The second was even more weird because it took place Tennesse; I automatically knew it to when the dream first started, in a house that me and the main girl from Weeds, Mary-Louise Parker, were moving out of. She looked at me strangly and asked if I knew what to do in case of a "dow bite." I was so confused that I kept on asking what that meant and she started crying because it ended up that she meant "Black Widow bite," and enevidable death. I tried sucking the poison out but it wouldn't work so she ended up dying and I was alone untill the dream ended.
The third is dumb and I'm only going to say that it was that my laptop worked and it was super fast and I had a lot of e-mail.
The fourth, however, was a little sad. I was hanging out at my friend Annable Alberta Long Freeman's house that's right above Torch on King Street. There was a third person view of her and I arguing. All of a sudden I get a phone call and I drop the phone with disbelief. It was Evan... He's in a coma right now. I answered it and it was actually him! I ran to my car and went to see him and we hung out. We didn't drink, we didn't do drugs, we just sat and spoke and HUNG OUT. I was so happy. I thought that this meant I was going to die because apparently Evan was supposed to be in a coma for life. BUT I got a phone call from my secret bestfriend Carly Stallings saying that he's starting to move and asking if I could meet her at the hospital he's at. I'm so happy.

What's That Smell? Somebody Took A YOUTUBE POOP!

Yes yes yes, it's actually a new type of blogging... Well not blogging but fucking around. I think it's funny, I doubt anyone else will and probably won't even bother watching more than two minutes of it. IF you like it, I LIKE you! I notice one thing that in Youtube Poop though it's that they take the sample, "That's mama Luigi to you Mario!" From the T.V. Show The Super Mario Bros. Super Show cartoon. I like to think if it doesn't have that sample then it's not a real Youtube Poop Video.
Anyways, here are my favorite ones:



(haha the two parts I like most are the "Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww." And the part where that thing is supposed to be fucking Mario and he gets up and says, "Yeaah!")


(Crazy Mario game that I'm glad I NEVER played)


( Does he have to be on our team? ... NO!)

(Best song for the beginning of the Super Mario World)

(Not really the best one but it is pretty good)

Haha, well, there's tons more and you should check 'em out if you're bored and liked these.

Oh, also, I might be on boing boing! Hopefully my link filters through. Let's *cross our fingers*.
Off to work. Enjoy!

Snip Snap Patty Wack

Okay okay okay, I know I made this post like three months ago but none of the videos would show up when I posted them, so I'm hoping that they will this time.
The line goes something like this; according to previous posts (that I will be deleting from Myspace.com if this posts correctly) from other blogs that I've written: "So I was riding in my car and heard the new Soulja Boy song: Crank That Soulja Boy (Superman) and I noticed that it had the Cadillac Don: Inside Peanut Butter Outside Jelly style of beat to it. I started to think deeper of the year that I heard the Cadillac Don song and rememeberd (sic?) that there was a specific dance to it.
Now, I'm more intrested in it and video search to see if there is a dance, sure enough there is. Not only is there a specific dance but millions of people have learned AND; this is the best part, there are a five other songs with specific dances." I'm sure you can figure out the daces with the songs.

Soulja Boy- Crank Dat Soulja Boy

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Crank Dat Spiderman- CHECK YOU TUBE

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spiderman dat hoe

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There is another one called Crank Dat Iron Man that I couldn't find but I'm sure you can find it on google or myspace(the song that is) The two bellow are ones that don't have a dance and is just something funny I thought I'd throw in there. Anyways, hope you enjoy and can learn some new dance moves (doubt they'll ever play these songs besides the batman or mega man in the clubs thought). See you sometimes this or next week. The next video blog is going to be redic!











spiderman dat hoe

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invASIAN(s)

Crazy Asian Video Iguana vs Girls + Meat hats?

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Trained Japanese fly balances a ball - CrazyAsianVids.com

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(haha, the guys face and sound effects RULE!)

Japanese Dogs Can Ride Bikes! - CrazyAsianVids.com

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Japanese Girl scared by Polar Bear Crazy Asian Video

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Crazy Fan Slapping - CrazyAsianVids.com

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WEIRD Freestyle Asian R&B Dance - CrazyAsianVids.com

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I'm A Bastard, For My Birthday

Wow, I'm such a fucking idiot...
So, I couldn't sleep; I'm sure it's due to the fact that I slept all day Wednesday and woke up late yesterday and fell asleep at like 11:30 P.M. Last night and woke up at midnight, so I tried closing my eyes for 4hrs and decided that I needed to study for my accounting test today and slacked-ass untill, well, pretty much 6:30 A.M. On Myspace.com and changing my livjournal background and doing stupid surveys. Well, I realized how much I hate doing the homework on the internet and decided to go to my car to get my accounting notebook and textbook and noticed it wasn't in there. So, I decided to do the homework on-line and came to an intrest problem where I needed a calculator. Welp, my calculator is in my bookbag and my bookbag is missing; I just got an e-mail from my teacher that I left it in his class and it's in lost & found... So, I'm sooo unprepaired and feel like a fucking idiot(hince the beginning of this post) and finally come up with the dumb solution that I'm going to "e-mail sick." Yep, since I'm such a fucking loser I'm pulling the sick-card! Boo!
OH! And on top of everything... It's my birthday today. Wow, twenty, what a waste.

A Toast to a Succussful Rave-Rap!

So, Friday night I got pretty excited and while on the way home I got nervous. Why? It wasn't because I was drunk, don't have a blink or one of my head lights are out, it was more of that I was afraid that Jon wasn't going to make his OWN Suprise party. This was a 50% chance by now because he told me that Angela and him had been fighting that whole day and that if things don't get well it won't end in good terms by him going to a party; that for him. What the fuck, right? So, I go to bed at 4:30 A.M. After a lovely chat with other friends who stay up that late and hope everything turns out right the next day. I know I should not be the one to worry about this because I'm only there for entertainment purposes but it seems everytime I'm to play a show that I have to be the one who is organizing everything. Blach! But only did this time I felt more in charage because it was my boys suprise party; also the guys' from A.C's but they couldn't make it due to house occupation reasons (Psssht! Bartenders).
So I wake up and just put everything behind me and act like it's a regular saturday and screen my calls and just try to relax. Eventually I make it downtown and seems alright, weather is shitty but I could care less. Then, it comes down to where's the grill and do we know anyone who has a tap? Apparently some random girl was supposed to bring a grill and I was supposed to have a tap. No and No. So, finally we decided to bake and stove cook the chicken, steaks, burgers and hot dogs. It all turned out well but really slack. So, during the middle of all the eating I told Preston to go get the keg, so he started collecting money; we already had the money last night and I told him not to spend it but he didn't listen and bought beer and food with it all, for us, but it was still reserved money and poor planning.
Well, finally a full keg is at the house but still no tap, so, John S. Has to throw in his $50.00 that he just made for a tap and THENNN he still didn't have cups. At that point I was kinda pissed off not only because of all that but because Jon said he couldn't make it because of Angela. But, like how I was feeling early that morning, I was just there to play and drink.
I played for two and a half hours and it was so good to see everyone dancing to what I thought was going to be something that those kids wouldn't like because I know some of them like Rap but definately not Euro-trash Techno, they are all more of rock or indie kids. They liked it. VOILA! Sunday was another rainy day but was a good one because I got to see my family; mother and sister, and her roommates and some other friends that I don't normally see, for a lunch/dinner that I couldn't finish because I had the best Mexican food in Charleston earlier. Ended up in Mount Pleasant, ewww, for a short while playing guitar hero and waiting for this girl to call us for some random keg party in James Island that actually turned out pretty cool, only if those two girls had taken Warren and I home, stupid grandmother. But, we prevailed and headed downtown to another party where again I was confronted by a girl to "pass out" with her but I was too tired and said I was "going to the bathroom," but just ended up sleeping on the fourth floor of the house. That house was sooo huge! You wouldn't believe me if I could tell you, but I doubt I could because there is limited space in these blogs, I think.
So I wake up and am looking for Warren for a good five minutes; because of the huge house, that I ended up taking a break and sleeping again, untill I looked at the west side of the house where he was snuggled next to Emily, awww. We left to go eat at Juanita Greenberg's, where I will be playing the next three saturdays, and ran into Lindsey and Renee. I love those girls to death. Renee asked if I wanted to hang out later and gave me her number and I asked if we could play in the park which she agreed to bring a frisbee. Gareth, Nick, Preston, Warren, her and I all played basket ball, frisbee and skateboarded, well some of us, untill it was just to tiring. I never realized how out of shape we were; stupid beer. But, it was fun. Later on that day Warren and I went to the shoe store, Cole Haan, where I got those sick shoes from to see what other shoes are there and I saw some sweet ones that were just as expensive and Warren found some too. Also, the boat shoes that Warren let me skate in/have were in that store and costed $90.00! Anyways, the guy who fitted me for my shoes was there and I told him that I wore the shoes to my gig and he asked if I was a muscian. I said, "Yeah, I mean, I play drums, bass and fool around other instruments, but I was D.J'ing Saturday." He asked what kind of style do I do and I told him Mash-Up's and he got excited and asked if I have future gigs. I told him for the next three saturdays I'm playing Juanita Greenberg's and in between then just random events. "Are you looking for any other places," he asked me. I told him some and he told me to hold on.
I was confused but awaiting who he was calling and it turned out to be the owner of one of the venues I said I want to play. The man asked me if I wanted to play Torch, a scandelous bar on King St. I screamd yes and then he went on to telling me that bebe found a last minute D.J. That wasn't too good but got paid well, say I drop by Juanita's sometime and listen, I could probably get you there for their next fashion show. I told him, "Ohhh man, if you did that for me I'd have to ask bebe for at least $300.00" We exchanged information and I left so amp'd for the rap show that was later on.
The rap show really only had two good guys but it was cool that it was a house party rap show, we don't get too many of those here. Gareth and I went to Caroline's house and drank a few before passing out. It was a long day and I was all sore. Today was the lazy day and it is still lazy. I think I'm definately going to sleep by 11:30 P.M. Tonight, I'm not really looking forward to school but hopefully I can get enough rest. Things are looking great in the future!

Here, There, Everywhere; That's Where We Sex.

Aside from getting the cops called on us six times and the party starting two hours later than it was supposed to, due to slack ass kids, everything went really well. I can't stress that enough, two kegs + 60 or so kids in a small house/ front yard; with keg in yard, made me happy. There were these stink-kids, five of them, that wouldn't fucking leave me alone unless I played Leftover Crack and Mustard Plug, I told them that I probably won't play it because I have a set up set list, for transistional and sync purposes. I mean, who wants to go from a fast tempo song to medium back to fast? That would kinda piss me off... Probably not, but those kids were.
I feel like subway today just because I'm in love with sandwhiches as of now and because I found $25.00 in the parking lot of school yesterday. I was kind enough to give Matthew James Tyler Bennett enough to get cigs but that's not that much, it's just I'm trying to save as much as I can because I'm moving out in Oct. And I think I speak for everyone who has ever had to have a job and go to school at the same time, it's nerve breaking and get's you very exauhsted. Plus, I have these other things that I want (mainly the IPhone and Playstation 3) Wow, that a good K spent on just two things. Hmph. I NEED THEM!
I'm already so tired of this week and it's already Tuesday. I suppose it's only because I'm kinda nerveous for this upcoming show on Saturday. It's Jon Kersey, or as I have called him since 15, Q.T. 21st Birthday Party and then to top it on everything the first bar group to let me drink in a club/bar since I was 17, two years ago, are moving to Chicago Monday so they asked if they could have it at the same place we are. (The flyer)This means now:
* 10:00 P.M.

* 142 Spring St. Charleston, South Carolina 29403

* September 1st, 2008

* Band For People's Names That Begin With M
- NEONGOLDEN!!

* 8 Kegs
- Liqor
- Meal Food & Finger Food
- Soda

This can only end in tickets, a great great great party of the school year or fights, hahah. I'm so excited, I'm going to have to give myself a lot of sleep and prep. This, aside from New Jersey, might be the biggest house party that I'll be playing. Cuh-ray-zee! Welp, I hope to see all of you there. If you don't come I'm sure I'll have photos.

Wanna Go Back to 1996?

Getting high for the 4th/5th time in my life really made me sick and sad. I felt like I flashed back to when I used to live in GUAM, everything that somebody said I would try and trace it back to when I was living there. I would do it in a matter of a minute and half, well, I was high, so that was probably like five minutes in real life. It also made me think of how everything was so.... "Real!" When I touched my leg with one of my fingers, my brain would send my nerves trembling all over my body... I want to say that weed was laced with ex. But, oh well, I'm pretty much done with all the "drug scene."
School is pretty straight, I don't know why people hate it so much. I guess it's all the note taking and shit. I'm just really into my accounting and math class, English is easy and useless; to me, and computer class is the pain-in-the-ass-teacher I knew I would get sooner or later. School owns my sould Monday, Wednesday and Friday. It's cool though because I got these boss shoes that look like Down Chuck's, but except these have leather and gator on it. AH! This pair and these rediculious ones on ebay; that are still there from a year ago, are my dream shoes. Yes, I am a guy with dream shoes. Haha. I think I'm actually known for my shoes. The faux Gator sneakers, snake shoes and snake slip-on's, the pilgrim shoes and the infamous 70's anchorman shoes. The latest though blow them out of the water.

Happy to End.

Well, the two day vactaion in Edisto was really nice. I finally got to wake board for the first time and I can actually do pretty well for a kinda "first timer." It was more fun being on the raft going really fast and being lobbed up and down on the waves. The beach house was fairly nice too, we; Christopher Micheal Coon and Conrad George Brown, got so smashed that I tried to fuck with a hawk... Eating a squirrel. Ah'. Good times. The show I played, Tola's going away-party was awsome too. Though I don't really remember most of it, I do remember having a little conversation with an olde' time friend. Infact today, the first day of school, I saw him and we got to sit and talk before our classes. I miss that kid. He told me about the awsome Daft Punk show and the after party. God. That after party sounded sooo fucking cool. Montreal, go figure. I'm no, big, fan of Canada, but sounds like a fun place.
Last night, Sunday, I got to play music with my friend Preston's roommates. Who are all totally "dude-bra," kids. They enjoyed my drumming so much that they decided that I shouldn't be kicked out but the rest of the people that came with me should. It's sooo sad how stupid the "group-segregations" are here. I think that's the only thing I like about N.Y. Is that it's so multi-culture that you can be anything and still be friends with the least-likely.... Eh'. Go figure, it's the fucking opitomy of south. It's called SOUTH Carolina. Sheesh.
Anyways, I have an ass load of work, that doesn't even envolve school, to do in the next five days.
Work. Help move. School. Work. Work. Play Juanita Greenburg's. It's going to be an "awsome," week. Is anybody else tired?

Goodbye Tola / Welcome Back To School - Party!

You know it here and you know it's time to face the facts.
Time to get smart and just suck it up and get as fucked up before getting fucked up affects your grades. Yes, kids. School! Hope you got your "crazy" glue, 3 ringed binder, TMNT Lunch-box, and calculator, it's going to be one hell-of-a school year.
To top it off the fine people of Ashley Ave. Are throwing a party!

WHO!?: 255 Ashley Ave. Charleston, South Carolina 29405 (google mapers)

WHO?!: 10:30 P.M.

WHO?! Tola's going away party/Going back to school.

WHO?!: NEONGOLDEN!! All night. No requests except Tola. Maybe if you're special you can get one too.

WHO?!: Free. Free beer but you might want to bring some as well.

COME AND BRING ALL YOUR FRIENDS!


This one is for the fucking championships, I have new mixtapes that I'm going to be spinning tonight!

Snap It Off.

So I was riding in my car and heard the new Soulja Boy song: Crank That Soulja Boy (Superman) and I noticed that it had the Cadillac Don: Inside Peanut Butter Outside Jelly style of beat to it. I started to think deeper of the year that I heard the Cadillac Don song and rememeberd (sic?) that there was a specific dance to it. Now, I'm more intrested in it and video search to see if there is a dance, sure enough there is. Not only is there a specific dance but millions of people have learned AND; this is the best part, there are a five other songs with specific dances. Them being the following:

Cash Camp: Crank Dat Yank

Crank Squad: Spiderman Dat Hoe

Pop It Off Boyz: Crank Dat Batman

Dem Shaw Boyz: Crank Dat Iron ManVideo Not Provided but is an offical dance to. It also has the same exact beat as Crank Dat Soulja Boy(Superman)

And of course: Soulja Boy: Crank Dat Soulja Boy(Superman)

You can check all these videos on youtube. Trust me, everyone knows these dances. Why don't you, asshole?

Aqui!

Wowie, wow, wow! After waking up to a forgetful Friday night, I ended up scanning through photographs of Catherine Peterson and I kissing. It was cute. I wish she wasn't a lesbion, I would date that woman real fast-like. So we headed out to Sweet Water, which is always a mistake because of those fucking prices, but in this case it was fun because of our waitress and who was there. I would post photographs but I kinda ran away from home and I don't have my cable. I threw more money away by buying a damn Lacoste shirt, but for Saturday night, it was well worth it... I guess?
So, Christopher Micheal Coon, Conrad George Brown and I went to work and it still 101 degrees outside; not lying, and we were constantly threatend by Yellow Jackets, but hey, it's $10.00 an hour. We are out there from 12:00 P.M. - 5:00 P.M. Reasonable, considering the weather. So after tending my wound and taking a shower I decided to go to Charleston to meet up with my friend Angela who bought me some Tanquery Gin, sooo good. I love drinking it straight... Ugh, I'm going to go blind and die.
So, while still walking in the heat, I start feeling weird and while walking it felt as if the concrete or asphalt were soft and breaking. I didn't know what to do so I just found an alley way and tried to make myself throw up. It was pathetic, but scary. I figured an ice cold P.B.R. And Coke Zero would take care of everything but it turns out that gatorade was the perfect remedy. At this time it was time for Leigh Montgomery Cart's party and Christopher Micheal Coon picked me up and headed to the east side. I have no idea why the fuck Danielle Duchane decided to move to the bad part of town. She walks home drunk every night. That doesn't spell R-A-P-E, or anything. *Sigh* These girls.
Speaking of, "these girls," an hour and a half into her own party, Leigh Montgomery Cart took so many shots that she had to be carried into her bed, where I'm pretty sure she wet herself, she's pretty good at that. It was fun, none-the-less, after I drank all my gin and some of hers, with some bud light and Sky Vodka, we decided to go to Lindsey Funderbunk's party. It was fun, definately a crowd that I could go wild around. I wish I didn't see Paige Kaufman, that would've been a good night. I hear she has herpes. After many drinks later, I was able to not remember anything and we headed to Christopher Micheal Coon's house where, Conrad George Brown, Ashley Elizabeth Coon and myself stayed up to talk about how her Siberean Hamster killed another one named, Tooty-Fruity. I have a video of it that I will post when I get my cables. The weekend was nice, now it's time to eat chicken and rest.
Today is the last day to submit your clips for the Gmail video, anyone is allowed in it and I hear that it might make national television. I need to do this, A.S.A.P. Hope everything is going well for all of you. Take it sleazy.

G.D.M-H

Shit Storm

*Conrad ran into my mum's friends-car last night, I have to pay for all of it.
*Had to work in the hott ass weather
*Cut my knee cap open by glass in the hott ass weather.
I love my life. I can't wait to move into the Haus of Rumors. Come October [Don't Fuck With It] Boys are going to rule West Ashley, we've conquered Charleston and destroyed it. You're more than welcome to come and hang out with us and stuff your face with booze and drugs, haha. I hope to see all of you at Leigh's birthday tomorrow night... I might be D.J'ing?

* I GET KNOCKED DOWN!