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[20 Dec 2005|10:09pm] |
Ok Ichigo...It's one thing to tell me less poser stuff on your LJ. But a candygram is abit much...
Thanks though.
Anyway I have a couple of covers to suggest for our next show. One is alittle raunchy but who cares?
Not much going on here...Feel like my head hasn't been here for awhile though.
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[30 Nov 2005|07:23pm] |
Hey guys this is Nick.
Whats wrong with everyone? I thought this was some kind Roleplaying game. I mean I'm walking around and Urahara-player is playing some crazy warlord guy. And alot of potheads....Geez. Hinamori- player even! I mean what is going on. If we go by Chapter 123, we'll note that she's allergic to smoke in panel 45. I dunno whats going on. Can one of the Gamemasters give me a hand?
Man, I better go roll my Charisma so I pick up the hot girls on this game....Maybe type more in my Livejournal.
Nick, out!
((OOC: Note: That wasn't OOC...Kira= the guy who plays him))
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| I'm not going.. |
[22 Oct 2005|08:02am] |
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Today is just another day in this imperfect world
Even if you don't cry, someone will
People have created ways to be sad
But somehow, you could smile suddenly- Ai No Bakudan by Bz
(translation at: Here )
I'm not going to the dance. It would be way too embarrassing. I don't have a date. I'm just not ready to face everyone after that news report. Plus I know they are going to do something like spike the punch or specificly my drink. My parents say go and that I learned my lesson...I'm not inclined to agree? So don't expect me at the dance...if anything, I should find a job or maybe do alittle more for College before my deadlines are up.
The song for Momo is done. I had some spare strings. She'll hate it I hate it. I just don't know. It's done though. Lets see how it goes.
Is everything that burns out jealousy.
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[17 Oct 2005|07:06pm] |
Haven't touched this thing in a couple of days. I just didn't feel like saying or dealing with the party or the cafe. Both were total disasters. They are so far in the past now that I guess I can deal with them now.
I'm not doing that with anything right now. Even my grades are starting to slip. Didn't help I skipped out on school yesterday. I think I'm just starting to no longer care. Senioritis anyone? I'm going to class tommorow. I just needed a day to rest my head.
Anyone who is wondering. The song isn't done. That certain someone doesn't even suspect it.
Edit No I will not tell you about my day, yesterday....We will not speak of it. I'm going to need therapy.
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[07 Oct 2005|12:38pm] |
I did some song writing today in the "fortress of solitude." It's a good place to do that sort of thing since if I suck, noone can really hear about it or know where it's coming from. I might being going out to Ice cream with Hinamori. How can my day get any better? I'm sure it's just a friends thing though. I'm still surprised with that.
I need to finish my Psychology homework soon. With this subject, I think I'm really begining to understand people alittle better and philosophy and politics are really taking on new light. I'm surprised I didn't take this class sooner. Oh well, back to song writing. Need to prepair for my band's next gig. Should be a blast when I get done.
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| Reliving past mistakes |
[06 Oct 2005|05:55pm] |
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Exactly why is the crazy Vice Principle fighting with Ikkaru in my journal? I feel violated...Theres nothing really I can do either. What can the powers of an ordinary guy like me do against a monster official member of the faculty? I'm certainly not messing with the Kendo club again that is for sure. The only PE course I'm taking is under Ichimaru Gin, a teacher I highly respect.
So there is a party sometime in the future. Noone has said when though. It looks like one of those wild crazy ones again. The last one of those I went to I went in straight edge and came out drunk and in whatever I found in Ikkaru's mom's room. Needless to say, It was a night I'd rather forget. I'm glad it wasn't worse. Though from the sound of this party, it might be a whole lot more intense than even that party.
Also, The girl of dreams is in my Psychology class. I almost wrote down my name on the roll wrong when I saw her. Too bad she'll never notice me. Girls like that never seem to give me the time of day. Surprised noone caught me blushing either. Never would live that one down.
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| I hate when things are over... |
[05 Oct 2005|04:10pm] |
I see you, the only one who knew me
But now your eyes see through me
I guess I was wrong
So what now? It's plain to see we're over
I hate when things are over
When so much is left undone
Nothing really to say about today. Saw a big spectacle in the courtyard, didn't want to get involved though. Poor girl couldn't...well I won't embarrass her to anyone reading this.
It's recording pointless things like this that I spot and wonder what I'm going to do with my life. I mean I have no girlfriend, I'm not exactly sure what I want to do for college yet, and no real ambition either. I mean what does it all mean. Does this year mean anything? I mean it's my last year walking these halls full of memories, filled with tears and smiles. Will any of my songs mean anything two years two days from now. I got dreams and ideas that the mainstream establishment might not agree with and they might not mean anything tomorrow. Will my life have meaning? Does it have meaning now? I've been thinking none stop since today started and well, I'm spooked. It doesn't help that the Kendo club is doing recruitment again. I have nothing against the sport just after freshman year...
I guess I'll go practice for that gig I'm trying to arrange. If anyone needs me, I'll be in the music hall or my "fortress of solitude". Anyone close to me should know where the second one is. If not, ask me later.
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