http://www.myspace.com/eatmewhileimhot

i'm just gonna call these guys getting big in the next few months.

~768k views right now

gear grindin'.

More things that make me wanna chokeslam an old man:

1. People with over the top personal myspaces. By over the top i mean the kind with huge images on top of the page, like most bands have. And with super html coding that make their page look nothing like a myspace page... it's just like... you're just some punkass, no one cares stupid, go do something productive with your html skills.

2. People on craigslist who want a lot of money for stupid shit. Your shitty old shit isn't worth shit.

3. People on facebook who use stupid words in place of their last name such as CATASTROPHE, MURDER, PARANOIA and other words. Keep you shit on myspace.

4. The word "beanie." It sounds like a racial slur or something. It just sounds annoying. Beanie.

5. Twitter... no one cares what you're doing 24/7.

I love urbandictionay.

1.	stranger	535 up, 34 down
	The act of sitting on one's hand for 20 minutes to make it go numb, and proceeding to jerk off with that hand. This will give the feeling of a hand job from someone else. 1. reverse stranger 47 up, 35 down When you sit on your dick, then give your self a handjob. It makes it feel like you're giving someone else a handjob. 1. complete stranger 12 up, 17 down The act of masturbating with both numb hand and penis, giving the effect of watching someone else masturbate. The logical graduation from a reverse stranger ughhhh that's rich.

things that are currently grinding my gears.

it's almost 3 AM, i'm bored, not tired... wired HAHA.

• That commercial with all of the pictures of the sad abused animals, and that depressing "in the arms of an angel" song... thanks now i feel shitty for not adopting abused animals.
• Speaking of animals, my cat is like sitting on my bed with his leg straight up in the air, licking his ass... go do that somewhere else, CAT. uhgghghgh.
• Monster Black Ice Slurpee, fuck you, the novelty of having a completely black out has worn off like an hour and a half ago. go back to normal colors mouth.
• MOSQUITOS. stop eating my legs. why are you even in my house. my feet are so itchy.
• The fact that i have class tomorrow from 1-5. Drawing I, you are indeed a stupid ass class.
• The fact that i can't find Tha Carter III anywhere on the internets, i don't feel like downloading each song separately. gosh, why is it so complicated and time consuming to steal music these days.
• Tonight in general, you suck.

except for the fire dancers. i don't know who you are, but you're pretty sick. I don't think smokey would approve though.

HEY WOW I SUCK AT THIS SHIT

SO i started classes at ccm yesterday. I actually like it so far. Well i like it for the most part. The drive sorta sucks... a lot of time and gas is spent on driving... Most of it just looking for a spot in one of the 7 student lots. And there's not even a shitty lot that you can rely on for a spot... they're all always full... well during normal hours that is.

Last night i had History of Graphic Design... seems like a interesting class. My stomach was doing some crazy stuff though, i seriously felt like i needed to fart for the 1st hour and a half, pretty sure it was just nerves though. This super attractive girl sat next to me too... so i definitely couldn't risk a fart. ha. The teacher seemed ALRIGHT. if the subject matter wasn't interesting though she might suck...

so ok, my 3 classes today were English, Math, and Japanese.

English: My teacher seems nice, and somewhat interesting... the people seem good enough. There's one fucked up clock that i spent half of the time in class trying to figure out. Maybe that's why i'm in ccm. KIDDING. not much to say about this class YET.

Math: Waiting for the teacher to show up, i was waiting with chris and this girl started talking to us... turns out she's 23, and failed this math class once or something. It's apparently "pretty hard." Class starts and the stuff we go over is SO EASY. I feel like i'm in 7th grade math... some quotes from that class:

(talking about binary, and bits and stuff)
Teacher: "Does anyone know what 8 bits make?"
Student: "A GIGABYTE"
Teacher: "uhh no."

then later on, our 23 year old friend asked the question: "SO does this mean that 1gb is more than 2 gb?!"

oi!

Japanese: OOOOOOOOH JEEEZ. The moment i stepped into this class i was unsure of it. I took a seat close to the door. The kids around me are babbling about computer games... age of conan, starcraft, world of warcraft... I had nothing to say haha. One kid has a halo 3 bag. Another kid had a nintendo bag. One kid is wearing a world of warcraft shirt that says "FOR THE HORDE"( thanks for spelling horde correctly chris, fag) .The teacher walks in and starts talking a whole buncha japanese. Turns out she was born/raised in osaka japan. She has such a stereotypical asian accent it's ridiculous. She pronounced laminate as "raminate". I LOL'd. We went around the class and said our names and why we're taking japanese. i would say 90% of people were like: "I LUBZ ANIME ^_^" and "I WANNA READ MANGA!" or " I WANNA MAKE VIDEO GAMES."

i'm not saying i'm a cool person or anything, i'm pretty lame, but these people were def. self esteem boosters. I'm sure i'm just being shallow though, they're probably really nice.

in other news i hate driving through dover, i constantly feel like i'm gonna get in an accident or something. also, driving manual in traffic situations suck.

random thought...

Do you think people will still use facebook in 2o years?

I think it would be neat... Imagine a time when everyone is tagged in thousands of pictures and r crazy (or lame) life... you can be in touch with everyone... stay updated. Everyone's relationships will change from "in a relationship with" to "married to".


ha hmm. will the internet just be a thing of the past?

almost sh*tting yourself...

IS DEFINITELY NOT COOL.

I went to a party last night, went 6-0 in beer pong... (fuckin' champs)... i bro'd out. Chilled and chatted. Boozed and shmoozed... You know the usual party stuff.

Went to sleep around 4... woke up. around 8:30. Got my keys and left w/ chris. Walking to my car we see like 3 cop cars just chillin in the area waiting... once they drive away (or so we thought) I pull out and start going home... about 15 seconds into my journey the cop pulls behind me, throws the lights on. Oh and there's another cop behind him... I'm all like "fml...". He asks for license, registration, insurance... Makes me get out of the car, where he and some other douche cop questioned me... "how much did you drink?" That one really puzzled me, i really didn't know what to say... I just kinda mumbled "i don't know..." but then they were like "You drank so much you can't remember?" and then i was like "UH no i had a couple beers. but i stopped at 11 because i know i have to go to church at 12" I think that one was pretty good... (and true actually).

Then he makes me stand behind my car and starts drunk testing me. He did the "follow the tip of my pen" thing, which i aced... then he made me recite the alphabet... without singing. Aced that too (it's sorta weird not singing... try it.) Then I had to lift my right foot off the ground and count to thirty, that sucked. My leg i was standing on was all shakey because i was freaking nervous... but i did it. And then i got to do the infamous walk in a straight line... which i feel like i was a little sloppy but just because i was nervous... Anyway he gives me my license back asks if i'm going home and tells me not to do anything stupid... Then they pull away, but not after they stick their head in my car and peek around... ugh.

OY well crisis averted. I was pretty scared.

blaaaaaaah. i haven't wrote on this thing in a while.

go to this show on wednesday:

if you don't you're such a gay.
TOP 5 Reasons to go:
5. Matt Rupp is sucha funny.
4. My Aim Is True is so dang fun and catchy.
3. It's We Still Have Paris' LAST SHOW EVER! :(
2. Trees Above Mandalay is friggin sick.
1. It's your last chance to see me for like 11 days or something.

Fuck I'm so excited for tour w/ the title and apathy eulogy... I think i might go to costco today and stock up on granola bars and stuff. Otherwise I'll probably eat mcdonalds every day. I think I'll keep a log of my tour experience on here. hopefully i can get a plentiful amount of internets everywhere I go on the way to FL and back.

Also, someone buy me these shoes:
ES theory mid in maroon:


Nike MAVRK Mid in Black/White


ok bye.

weirdddd.

I graduated last friday! that's whats up. I'm a HS graduate... weird to think about. I feel like i was just a freshman not that long ago. Well i guess in the scheme of things 3 years isn't a lot.

Project graduation was pretty ill. I got two spray on tattoos haha. One badass tiger... and a mermaid that wants my junk. HA. Hypnotists are crazy.

bah, i can't write blogs this early in the day, i suck.


tortilla chips are my fave.

wow another FAIL.

bahhh i feel like this is the 9th night in a row where everything looks good for something exciting to happen but I end up making a blog about how nothing is happening. UGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH. I feel like every night recently involves chris and i just hanging out trying to figure out who to invite over to party. Except it's always late when we start and i hate everyone so it never works. Ha, i'm never gonna drink this leftover prom weekend beer. Tonight was a big ol' fail. well it's only a wednesday, i guess it could be worse.

WELL, not a complete fail. I actually had a pretty good dinner, at the dad's gf's. While eating dinner my mom calls me twice, then lacey calls me twice, and as soon as i'm done with dinner chris calls and i finally pick up, and he's all "yo gym class heroes singer is at some italian ice place... call lacey!" SO i did. I ended up rushing there and waiting for like 2 hours, seeing the most random people, and eventually getting served an italian (actually "new yorks finest") ice, from the travis mccoy.

If you're wondering i got the flavor called "blue." And yes, it tasted like shit. Well not shit that's an exaggeration, but it wasn't that good at all. Probably because blue is a color, not a flavor. And it's not a delicious color, fyi.

But yeah, it was pretty cool, travis is really tall and bigger than i imagined. He signed shit, served shit and took pictures. It was sorta fun, cool bragging rights at least.

Dean's really good at taking clear pictures.

UGHH it's such a bored night. I resort to the weirdest activities when i'm bored. LIKE BLOGGING. uh and photoshopping random stuff... oh and getting the urge to draw dirty pictures on random people that i barely know's graffiti walls on facebook...

never actually sent it though, ha.

Ha:

fattehboi (2:01:57 AM): (name removed) had a party...

fattehboi (2:02:04 AM): or is having one

john n0ob (2:02:27 AM): FOL

fattehboi (2:02:37 AM): i kno srsly

fattehboi (2:05:23 AM): fuck me

john n0ob (2:06:13 AM): true.

john n0ob (2:09:46 AM): we're those guys who are always like WHERE THE PARTY AT BROSKI?!?! and we never do anything. we're those guys.

fattehboi (2:09:59 AM): fuck that

fattehboi (2:10:22 AM): i hope its not a BANGER

fattehboi (2:10:31 AM): actually..i hope it is, and it gets BUSTED

john n0ob (2:13:20 AM): lol!

fattehboi (2:13:31 AM): hows yo blog

goodnight.

i was about to hop into bed when....

I remembered one of the weirdest dreams i've had in a while...

i'm gonna initial my friends names... idk why. just feel like it.

Okay so i'm on my way to work (which is apparently in the city from GTAIV) and I pass a friends grandfather sitting outside of the office where i work (in this dream). I'm like "holy shit that's CH's grandpa! what the fuck?" and i guess i walked in. Then I'm walking up the stairs to my job, and i pass PP and CM and they're like "OH bob(my real life boss) sold the business last night..." and I'm like HUH? and they're like "go check it out!" I walk into the office where I now work... And apparently my boss sold his company to dunder mifflin from the show The Office. So i'm working with Dwight Schrute and Jim Halpert... cool i guess. Then there was this really delicious looking chocolate cake with pink frosting and rainbow sprinkles... THe round flat sprinkles. And then i remember throwing it at people at work. Oh and did i mention that my new boss was my junior year english teacher Mrs. Scheese? Yeah that was weird. I feel like i forgot a lot since this morning, but you get the gist.

I feel like across the hallway from the office my dream was something significant. I don't remember what.

Someone analyze this dream.

fuck! i'm sucha negative nancy right now.

So i'm talking to a friend and I recently just realized how much i hate some people. Not so much hate, because it's such a caustic word. More of just a fuck-i-really-can't-stand-you sorta thing. There are a few people, most of which fall into the fat bitch category of the people i know list (no i don't actually have one.)
Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with fat people. I mean if they're nice and all i tend to just ignore/forget it. But if they're fat and mean/annoying/bitchy/any other negative trait that affects their personality, then the fact that they're fat just multiplies the amount of annoyance i get from them. ughhhhhhhh.
I CAN'T STAND PEOPLE. I think i just get like extra angry late at night. I don't think i can write an interesting blog at all unless it's past 12:00AM.... and before like 6:00AM unless i haven't slept. Sorry i felt like announcing that.
Back to the hating people so much, there's just certain people who make me want to put them in a port-a-potty and tip it over. People that I feel greatly deduct from the quality of my life and the life of others around them. No that's really mean. I swear i'm not as much of an asshole as this blog makes me sound. CERTAIN PEOPLE JUST GET ME MAD HEATED. son.
Like people who are extremely two faced, talks shit about her/his(mostly her, guys don't tend to be bitches) best friends when they're in a fight, talks shit about people who she/he claims to be friends with, and makes up rumors... OY. There's certain people who fit some and all of those categories. The worst part is when you have to fake being nice to them because they're friends with your friends.... ughhhh. fml.

In other, more lighter, news i have my last final tomorrow, i'm excited for that... schools almost over, i'm not going to graduation practice (badass i know)...


this one's for FREE WILLY. YW.

fondue and all of the other weird shit that i did this weekend.

OKAY, so i went to this fondue place called the Melting Pot for an end of the year yearbook party. Sounds lame, but it was actually pretty fun. I think i only ate like half a pound of uncooked meat. if i happen to die soon, it's probably from the half cooked chicken i ate. The setup at this place is pretty neat, but 52 bucks is a lot for one person's dinner. especially since they don't even cook it for you. I was pretty impatient and didn't feel like sticking my food in the hot oil or broth for very long... that's the downside, so much waiting... all in all it was good though, except for the fact that the blue cheese on my salad made it taste like a crusty old man's boot.

Then i got home and two friends came over. we did absolutely nothing for like 3 hours and then i just fell asleep and they left. FUN STUFF.

Today (well i guess it's yesterday now...) was the weirdest day though. I did so much, yet i did absolutely nothing. Let me explain:

-7:45 AM- alarm goes off. snooze.
-7:50 AM- alarm goes off. snooze again.
-7:55 AM -alarm goes off. dismiss, chill in bed for a few minutes.
8:00 AM- actually get outta bed. I get in the shower...
8:30 AM- eat breakfast, leave for work.
9:00 AM- arrive at work, work for 4 hours, leave.
1:00 PM- drive home, pick up jimmy and doug, dick around the house for 20 minutes.
1:30 PM- go to sparta day get there decide it's way to hot and sticky.
2:10 PM- get to the car; leave sparta day. go home, eat food. play wii, internet and stuff.
3:30 PM- Get back to sparta day, for battle of the bands...
4:00 PM- meet up with lmay and vinny. watch two bands of really little kids play...
5:00 PM- leave sparta day again, go to chris' house. eat steak dinner. so good.
6:00 PM- leave chris' with chris and frank, go to greenes beans cafe.
6:10 PM- leave greene's beans, go to jacks graduation party.
6:20 PM- Get to jacks, do nothing for ten minutes, play rock band for like 45, then franks mom called and said he needs to take out the dog before it poops on the rug. Then we leave jacks, go back to my house and dick around for like an hour or something. Frank leaves. Chris and i eat some more and then try to figure out where da party @!?
9:45 PM- Carissa tells us to come to the 3 Second Lead music video shoot at phil's house. It was probably one of the weirdest parts of my night. just really random.... fun though, i guess.
11:00 PM- Chris Carissa and I go to tom's party where we find out it's actually just 3 people playing final fantasy. Whatever though, we played some fooseball, and then watched tom and joe shoot fireworks (roman candles specifically) at eachother. Without shirts on. I wanted to get involved, but i didn't want to set my chest hair on fire. Reasonable I think.
12:00 PM- We leave, go back to my house maybe to party, people say stupid stuff, piss eachother off, people leave, and then i end up making a big blog about how lame my day was.

and now it's 2AM, no one cares, i'm bleary eyed, i can't type and i'm going to bed.

PEACE.

happy birthday jimmy.

You're 15...

So school was soooooo fun today. I love waking up at six thirty just to end up sitting in the annex gym with a stack of yearbooks for 4.5 hrs. I watched half of 28 days later, an episode of the office, and AIM'd people. Well i got out at 12:00 and then worked from 1-5. I found out that i shouldn't drink a lot of beverages in a short amount of time. I drank approximately 2 waterbottles of a mixture of cranberry juice, orange juice, and apple juice. Tastes mad good. Makes you pee like a hole in the hoover dam.

So for my brother's birthday we went to olive garden(we'll call it the OG). While at the OG, I made some realizations. First, I really have no tolerance for spicy food. I got one of those green banana peppers in my salad. Figured i'd eat it... it would be rude to stick back in the container right? well jee, who know how spicy those things were. My mouth was on fire for the rest of the dinner. I suck at spicy food, hopefully i'll never have to sit down with a very ethnic family who eats only spicy food. That would be terrible. Second, i realized how lame the OG's birthday song is and how unenthusiastic most employees are, with the exception of our overzealous, overexcited waitress. The cake was alright though... Oh and third, I realized i should probably start running. I had a huge gut when i left the OG and i looked pregnant. It's probably just bloating, i still feel like my stomach is going to explode but jee, i need to start working out again, when my metabolism slows down i'm gonna be fat.

i'd start tonight but i'm just so full to do anything...

SO my only two finals are tomorrow. Have i studied yet? no. absolutely not. Am i going to do well on the finals? no. absolutely not. Does it really matter? no. absolutely not. Considering i've had all A's and B's in the classes all year, i could fail both and be fine. Especially since i'm going to county. I bet this italian food is gonna get back at me during my english final. Won't that be grand.

graduation in one week.

kanye west is sucha good.

shooze and booze.

Got my new nikes today. Limited SB Team Editions in the neo turquoise / orange blaze color. They're friggin' sick. I'm tempted to not even wear them though, they're really hard to find, white gets dirty really easily... etc. Quite the dilemma. Here they are.

Also, taking advantage of my shortened school day, I finally got around to working on a gameboy mod... starting with the most exciting part... the paintjob. It's not really done yet, but so far it's purple with gold accents... hopefully jack rogers and i will eventually get around to figuring out how to add new sound ports backlit screen etc. Fun.

I just realized i have yet to do anything about the suitcase full of my room's leftover beer from the shore last weekend. Does this stuff go bad ... :-/? Uhh guess someone should have a party soon. Just not at my house.

No finals tomorrow, still have to go in to school for yearbook distribution.

fml.

Hm. let's see.

I've decided not to publicize this thing at the moment. I mean maybe people will find it, or maybe no one will ever read it... Or maybe I'm not even grasping how this whole site works. Either way, i think i'm gonna just use this to keep track of important events in my life. Maybe my friends will read it... maybe not.