Worst Post Ever
Got a lot off my chest today, 235 pounds to be exact, lifted for two hours today, gettin more Tongan by the day. I wanna be able to hit 250 a few times by the end of the year, I hope to someday change my last name to Bradyolanitani and get one of those bitchin tribal tats on my forearm. That’d be soo flippin sweet.
Anyway, lunch with the fellas today, the times, they were powerful good, the food was cheap and greasy, (jus like your mom). Russel smoked the shit outta Scott’s mustang, and he doesn’t even know how to shift, and Cahill came in second. Four burnouts and 3 pot stickers later I was back home, strappin on my shoes for the days run.
Last finals tommorow, iono bout you guys but I got Maff and History and I’m a tid bit nervous about failing miserably and living the rest of my life without the slighest idea of what the hell a ‘octohedron’ looks like! History shaint be as bad, but chocolate of boxes you get what you always know. Dyslexia is funny.
Well if this post hasn’t livin up to its title than its about to, heres some shots of me when I was about three years of age:
Rockin the plaid shirt (grunge status) – Very cool Jacket – Up close and personalComment if you know whats good for you, (1% milk)
Rockin the plaid shirt (grunge status) – Very cool Jacket – Up close and personalComment if you know whats good for you, (1% milk)
– It would take pinky 45 minutes to finish this
– Ghetto Ipod Case
– Robots
– Spliff Rollin 101
Hold Tight
And we have another manifesto from the slayer of words, yours truly:
Im half past hysterical, yet my vision is clear
365 “I love yous” made this a hell of a year
See now my eyes are at half mast and my hands are cold
One shitty chatper in the greatest story told
This book isnt finished so dont even pretend
That there wont be a sequel, that this is the end
For a time the fog was thick, with no sign of blue
When the grey would only brighten when I would dream of you
Your tears never drying came flowing through cause
Every drop a reminder of my abundant flaws
I’m on fire baby, I’m burnin for you
The neverending sweetness, how our brilliant flames grew
Sleepless nights of “what ifs” and “remember whens”
Gotta live rough if you ever wanna live again
One more line and the hole gets deep
Two familiar gillmers greet me in my sleep
Morning never really comes and Im left to drift in this comfortable numb
You plus me honey, will always be my favorite sumMoral of the poem?
365 “I love yous” made this a hell of a year
See now my eyes are at half mast and my hands are cold
One shitty chatper in the greatest story told
This book isnt finished so dont even pretend
That there wont be a sequel, that this is the end
For a time the fog was thick, with no sign of blue
When the grey would only brighten when I would dream of you
Your tears never drying came flowing through cause
Every drop a reminder of my abundant flaws
I’m on fire baby, I’m burnin for you
The neverending sweetness, how our brilliant flames grew
Sleepless nights of “what ifs” and “remember whens”
Gotta live rough if you ever wanna live again
One more line and the hole gets deep
Two familiar gillmers greet me in my sleep
Morning never really comes and Im left to drift in this comfortable numb
You plus me honey, will always be my favorite sumMoral of the poem?
BUY A FUCKING SHIRT:
Other than that, I have VERY little to say, I haven’t gotten that new digital camera yet, but when I do you can expect more of the same mediocre photos but gushing with megapixels. I’ve been makin everyone buddy icons, shit I’ll make you one if you want, jus message me at king nicky kid on AIM, I don’t know if theres spacin in that or not, I’ve never had to message myself :P. I also sorta got the Personals section up with Alexa and Nick M. interviewd. If you wanna be on there e-mail me at [email protected]. I also added 4 new songs to the radio and did sites for Pinky and the marauders. Oh and if your really bored, go go read some facts. Heres my south park guys:
– Badass Ride..
– Ashlee Simpson Boo’d Offstage
– Buy a damn shirt!
– Girls
What More Can I Say?
This day is far from a day, in fact it might be a night in disguise
They say the world is still turning but its hard to see with lovestung eyes
Step after step through this infinite heavy
Sharpening every thought, while trying to keep steady
Moonlit tales and starlit pearls,
The familiar dream with the golden curls
The song has yet to change though this verse is new
The meaning is full, the words are few
Drown in this pain, paddle with your heart
If theres no need to end, why restart?
Surrender to this love and fight the fight, live to redeem
It’s the skys that are weeping, for they have lost their queen
The clouds are starting to sink, we can’t be saved now
Time is the cure my dear, and she begs to know how
Whats more is gone, whats less is the feeling
What more can I say?
They say the world is still turning but its hard to see with lovestung eyes
Step after step through this infinite heavy
Sharpening every thought, while trying to keep steady
Moonlit tales and starlit pearls,
The familiar dream with the golden curls
The song has yet to change though this verse is new
The meaning is full, the words are few
Drown in this pain, paddle with your heart
If theres no need to end, why restart?
Surrender to this love and fight the fight, live to redeem
It’s the skys that are weeping, for they have lost their queen
The clouds are starting to sink, we can’t be saved now
Time is the cure my dear, and she begs to know how
Whats more is gone, whats less is the feeling
What more can I say?
Hopefully my verses can be a consolation for my lack of posting as of late, sorry fellas and ladies, I’ll be gettin on my eyes soon, (lemme stretch first). Anyway one reason why I haven’t posted (among so many more important things) was because my elderly keyboard was all outta wack from being dropped too many times *COUGHRANDYCOUGH* so the [ ENTER ], [ BACKSPACE ], [ LEFT ], and [ 1 ] keys were all not working so I jus picked up a new one today. Along with shellin out twenty bucks for a very regular keyboard, I went runnin with Randy in Foster City. Probably the best one I’ve ever done, we ran a buncha miles, along the water, under the San Mateo bridge, through the thick soup fog, with my best friend Randy. Its a hell of a thing to know someone since preschool and to be runnin alongside him twelve short years later. It’s a hell of a thing.
New Years Eve Party at Matt’s was good times, lotsa heads showed up, probably peaked at about 30 or so, and I was deeemd bouncer, although I didnt really bounce too many people. Beer bongs were used spontaneous hugs were issued the formal dress code was followed. Was good times though, those guys from Serra (all dude school) were good people, this chic is cool too, too bad she got super blasted and required me carryin her outside to “water the bushes”, and when I saw water, I mean..the act of regurgitation. This chic couldn’t stop calling more people over so *I threw her out on the street and told her there were rules in life…* So heres a pic of the host with the most Matty Ebert himself! And if your wondering how you can view ALL of the pics of that night, go ahead and crick here * That was total bullshit I made up *
Finals are near, and I was looking into something when my boy Curran sent me here, made me chuckle but than I went back to pretending I was looking into something. Finals suck.
So of course I have to say something about the Tsunami, I think it’s horrible and shouldnt be taken lightly, so thats pretty much all I’m gonna say, and I am amazed at the courage, tenacity and unity of the human race, check out this footage of a tidal wave comin towards a hotel, that must have been absolutely terrifying…Anyway click click here to donate money to the relief fund, I’ve put in 2 bucks at my school, every bit helps.
Keep on keepin on, I’ll be runnin, and we’ll be flyin again soon enough girl.
– Spiderman Flash Movie (funny)
– This guy performs all the sonic the hedgehog tunes
– Quite a Shaming
– Satellite Photos of the Tsunami
– Car got snowed in
– Make your own southpark dude
– Pinky would love this
– How to be Emo
– Make your own southpark dude
Ba Rumpa Bum Bum
Today is officially the first day of our winter break, and there are officially five days till Christmas! Hope everybody is havin good times with friends and family, and not spending time readin this :D. I got to sleep at 2 last night and woke up energized at nine. Kinda odd hmm? Well I got a lot of work done on the site, got the Nostalgia section up and updated the music picks section after months of collecting dust. Erected the new Shoebox Systems page, which is some pretty crazy shit Pinky and his bro came up with. Archives are up, so now you can go check out every post I’ve made since September 2003! The Radio got some new tracks that I highly suggest you give a listen cause they’ve been keepin my eyes a-ringin fer days and days. I jus found the photos from my Summer Tahoe Trip, so if you dint see em when I put em up the first time, check em out now. Notice how my hair was super straight? And normally its…not…That’s the Tahoe altitude baby…altitude. If you’ll notice on the right hand side I added a little drop down menu thingy for my buddies who are sportin those super cool xanga/livejournal pages so if I forgot yours lemme know by e-mailin me at [email protected].
Oh and one more thing, I finally made some linkback buttons that kinda match this layout, I show them to you now:
So if your looking to affiliate with me ( and I am always looking for new cool sites to plug ) hit this page up. And sign my puckin guestbook ya little jerk!.
I’m off to Boston Market for a homecooked meal, gym later tonight, chill session with the fellas maybe on the menu as well. Shabat Shalom mother fuckers.
– Typical Bicyclist
– Bush and Hitler
– Osama Claus ( FUNNY SHIT )
– X-Mas Miniputt
– Shitty Pop Singer Alert
– Fun with DooDoo