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[Mar. 11th, 2005|10:52 pm] |
Dear Diary,
I hada killer long thing written but i accidentally x-ed it off....so that.....FUCKING SUCKS GODDAMNED HAIRY APE COCK....but anyways...2 updates it 2 day well zippity my doo dah...i didn't go see dreadnaut...cause i really couldn't give a rats ass less...i walked past suma them in the hallways they said hi i said hijust the formalties the only one i stopped to talk to was chris miller cause he's short and reminds me of a leperchaun. and i saw those movies...always best to keep on a leperchauns good side...i really miss the stage and i swear i will crawl back onto it sometyme crazy soon....trust me you haven't seen the last of Daler beeftonian Thompson I will be back with better music and a more refined soup!...but enough of that, today i found out that it's innapropriate to undress someone with your eyes especially at work.... even when they're your girlfriend...whom i aparently beat says some dickweeds jokingly at work...but as i wrote in my last one that got x-ed off i would never hit her, cause you never hit the one you love, breanne is kissing my neck, we are gonna go watch without a paddle so uhh.....bye bye diary,
ps. i purposely called it a diary because i am a sick stupid muthafucker who laughed like a hyena when i saw that in writing...... hey look now i've gone and written another long thing...thats kool
bye |
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| LIVE JOURNAL |
[Mar. 10th, 2005|12:55 pm] |
life post apathy-x.....is quite similar to life with apathy-x....only now when people recognize me and go hey your the singer from that band...ah pathy -x right i get to go...uhh no... or not anymore.... it kinda sux cause we had a deal worked out with highnorth records to record mix and master a cd with recording to be done may 10th...the guy keeps emailing me asking if were still on for may and that makes me soo fucking mad cause i look like the goddamned idiot securing a deal and getting it entirely worked out only to go ohhh.... nevermind...so thats kool....the plans are are in the works for a new group so thats fun been already working on new stuff much more technical on every level... it includes pianer!!! and crazy visuals for live shows .... no more metal, no cliche riffs or hooks...just the kind of music that i've been wanting to do....music thats like a work of art not a work of pure agression. like imagine by apc i've been practicing that one. that will be funtastic....i finished my chemistry class and i'm about half way done my physics course and 2 modules away from finishing biology and i finished my law course 2 weeks ago so thats cool i'm graduating with like 31.5 credits...but at a cost of doing about 2 hours of homework and reading a night....but thats kool it's about tyme i stopped fucking around and started actually focussing on doing well for myself and my future.ummmm
"Imagine"
Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...
Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...
You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
(Imagine all the people sharing all the world)
Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
ummmm yuppity me thinx that be aboot it indeedy...breanne should be home soon....which is good cause i'm quite bored
Dale
- the guy without a band |
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| work = boo! |
[Jun. 14th, 2004|05:11 am] |
today sucked i worked.... yay work...technically i guess it was yesterday ...but....shut up....:> anywho...one thing made my day,breanne wrote a story for some kids and i thought the story kicked ass, so here it is
once upon a time there was a dog named spot."woof,woof" said the little brown dog."I love to play ball!"The dog went to look for the ball, but...it popped!.Spot was sad and cried.He cried until he found a stick to play with.then he smiled that same old happy dog smile he used to smile when the ball wasn't popped.Spot was one happy dog,just him and his stick..the end...
lol
BREANNE!!! lol that story kix ass! |
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| fucked up .... |
[Jun. 13th, 2004|05:29 am] |
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I just had a Fucked up night... first off i know it's supposed to b no pain no gain...but i was a hockey player, we were taught a distorted view of the world.For us it was we were taught no pain, no game,i guess in an attempt to inspire us to go all out at all tymes...mehdunno....anywho...i got off work,went crusing with Nathan and terry after repeated attempts to get ahold of another friend, we gave up so i decided i'd go home and call it a night.after about a half hour or so rhaine msged me,we decided cruising was in order, we raced around town like teens do, then some how came to the conclusion that we must drive to the lake, the lake was mest... some one had toliet papered all of bay one, we drove through admiring it like kids viewing some sort of dysfunctional christmas scene.after realizing everyone had long since called it a night we figured we'd go to the docks to chill there, the wind was cold but in a way kind of nice... we drove to ospawagan and walked around there.we talked about how the meaning of the place has changed for us, as kids it was a place to go fishing with the family, collect drift wood...now it's a place we repeatedly hold bon-fires and drink like there's no end...funny how things change...after reminiscing for an extended period of tyme we got back into the car and headed home, on the way we found a road thats normally blocked off, we turned around twice then went in,we drove off-road style for what seemed like forever before deciding to stop and park the car.we walked to the end of the road....THE END OF THE ROAD! WHO MAKES A GODDAMNED ROAD THAT LEADS TO NOWHERE EXCEPT A DEAD END? We turned around and drove back trying to avoid the massive sinkhole that covered a major part of the road...then suddenly bang and the sound of metal scraping,we had taken the exhaust pipe right off main pipe...now we had a piece of metal that was still connected to the car but it was dragging with the pipe into the ground...the car couldn't move anymore... we were about 10 miles out of town down a horrible mud/dirt road, and the car was broken down beside the creepiest pond i have ever seen, the water was an odd brownish red color ,all the trees in and surrounding the pond were very dead and greyish, giving the illusion of fog, and in the middle was a massive beaver den...we joked about it and figured we'd best hurry and get the car fixed or else evil beaver would come charging and kill us. we jacked the car up and did our best to get the exhaust pipe off/out of the ground,we managed to get it after about a half hour, we lowered the car and took a look at ourselves covered in mudd and dirt, defeated by a road...amd not any road but the most pointless goddamned road ever...we took one last look at the mutated evil beaver den and attempted to continue. the back of the pipe was still dragging but at least it wasn't gonna catch on anything and rip the car apart.we maneuvered around the remaining sinkholes and started the 30-40km per hour trip back, we joked about it the whole way trying to put a silver coat over an otherwise grey situation...the car was making aweful noises, when we eventually reached my house we took another look and found out the pipe had bent and was scraping the tire...we bent it so it wouldn't pop the tire. then i wished rhaine luck and came inside...now here i am typing the whole damned story still covered in mud, i took off my pants and jacket...they got the majority of the mud raping....Uncle E-Brake and the Red-Line Kid have done it again...another wacky adventure ending with the death of a car....but on the plus side....hmmm...well....i'll figure that out later.... |
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[Jun. 12th, 2004|05:11 am] |
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it feels like I keep crossing bridges I should have burned. Apparently when you close a door a window opens... but what if I don't want there to be an open window?I just want there to be a door that can be opened incase of emergencies... unfortunately I'm too stupid to seal off the window...i think i like the risk of it,no pain no game right?...lol...i'm sick of games...vicariously sick of pain? sure why not... |
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| blah... |
[Jun. 10th, 2004|01:54 am] |
| [ | mood |
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| [ | music |
| | goo goo dolls - iris(acoustic) | ] |
I'm trying to figure this shit out...so yeah this post is dumb...oh...ps....FUCK....yup that about somes up everything, FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!!and maybe BULLSHIT and.....?....HATE....yeah...that'll do it.... |
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| i'm an idiot. |
[Jun. 10th, 2004|01:40 am] |
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If life was a game, would I win in the end? |
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| hmm2 |
[Jun. 9th, 2004|03:26 am] |
more thoughts on the lyrics...the thing i like about music is it's my way to say everything i want to say to everyone,whether they or anyone else gets it...i dunno...certain lyrics just really make me think and wish, tear away by drowning pool has the lyrics that really make me think right now,in the chorus he sings, "i don't care about anyone else but me, i don't are about anyone,or anything" to me thats exactly how i wish i felt, i wish i didn't care about certain people because life would be so much easier without them...however, i am not fortunate enough to be born cold and heartless...damn you hitler...you hogged it all....but yeah back to my lyrics.some people i wish would get the cryptic messages i wish to purvey, without me explaining to them cause really it's not the same...mehdunno...i'm talking crazy i think...yeah...it's tyme to go drown myself in a bucket i think....a very small rusty metal bucket from 1962....that was occasionally used as a spittoon from 1971-1976...wow...thats kinda specific....hmm? bah
FAKE
all the the feelings that I feel
They All emanate from you
Just When i think it can't get Real
You go and show me truth
Cause I'm not ready
to open my eye's to the same world
and I'll show you the way but,
You have to go on you own
I'm Getting Scared now
With the Weight of the world bearing down on me
how can you cry when you wanted to be here in my blind world
Growing up the world was small
had myopic views on everything
10 years later and nothing's changed at all
except for the size of the space within
Cause I'm not ready
to open my eye's to the same world
and I'll show you the way but,
You have to go on you own
I'm Getting Scared now
With the Weight of the world bearing down on me
how can you cry when you wanted to bleed here
in my blind world
FAKE!!!
FAKE!! what do you want from me?
FAKE!!!what do you want from me?
FAKE!!!what do you want from me?
FAKE!!!
Cause I'm not ready
to open my eye's to the same world
and I'll show you the way but,
You have to go on you own
I'm Getting Scared now
With the Weight of the world bearing down on me
how can you cry when you wanted to bleed here
in my blind
WORLD. |
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| hmmm |
[Jun. 9th, 2004|03:14 am] |
Today we finished recording the drums for 5 of the 6 songs. It made me start to think about the lyrics i'll soon have to be singing and how relevant they are to me...
Suffocation
what do you want from me
your worse than anybody
you try change what you can never change
and now i'm here contemplating
cutting you out, tear away
you will never see, or understand me
because you'll never get close to me
falling away,it's all i see,BULLSHIT
fading away into the distance
what do you want from me,
it's something I cannot receive
with open arms
what does it mean to me
to be something i'll never be
with open arms
i stand outside myself
trying to see some potential
it's a pointless game i play
cause i can never be anyone else but me
so cut it all out out,and throw away
what you can never be; a saviour to me
you're just a hypocrite so bleed
it's killing me,hypocrisy,SUFFER
throwing away,The Facade
what do you want from me,
it's something i cannot receive
with open arms
what does it mean to me
to be something i'll never be
with open arms
with open arms i wait for you X2
With open arms i wait for you
it starts with what you put me through
my final shot
for me to find my place
with open arms i wait for you
to do the things i'll never do
the first and only try
to find my place
what do you want from me,
it's something i cannot receive
with open arms
what does it mean to me
to be something i'll never be
with open arms
with open arms i wait X8
It Starts |
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| Fucking Rats |
[Jun. 5th, 2004|09:49 am] |
run through the maze and do your little tricks
you know it helps to provoke the other RATS to do theirs
play into my game little rat,
this world is mine,your expendable
welcome to the final act,
the final experiment
one of us won't make it
are you ready, my little
stupid, lying, bitchass RAT
I CANT WAIT TO WATCH THE WORLD DISSECT YOU
AND RIP YOU APART BECAUSE OF YOUR NATURE
your dead to me,it's all over
experiment ended with an abundance of new knowledge.
i found out what i wanted.
you can be disposed of
and you will be. |
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