I'm excited. Yes.
I'm more stoked to hang out with people I hardly know than with friends I've known for years.
That's my conflict of the day.
Fuck me.
Whoever's in charge of life has a funny sense of humor.
The suspense is killing you. Just know I'll never love you.
-Allan
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
9.998
Dr. Enelow told me my latest paper was good. Maybe he was just trying to be nice or was glad I finally paid attention to his comments. Either way, it made me giddy.
He also commented on my lock. Which is why I believe he was just trying to be nice. Strike up conversation with the kid who rarely talks in his class. I don't know.
I've completely lost it. I posted a craig's list posting to see if anyone wants to sell me that Les Paul I've had my eye on for around $500. A used one of course. One that's been played a lot and probably scratched as shit. I don't really care much for the aesthetics. I really, really want that Les Paul and it's actually driving me crazy cause Alice is just giving me a lot of troubles and sounds like shit. The sooner I get my hands on one and become broke-ass, the sooner I can stop thinking about stupid shit and keep up with this doing good in school streak I've kinda been having.
Fuck ass.
-Allan
He also commented on my lock. Which is why I believe he was just trying to be nice. Strike up conversation with the kid who rarely talks in his class. I don't know.
I've completely lost it. I posted a craig's list posting to see if anyone wants to sell me that Les Paul I've had my eye on for around $500. A used one of course. One that's been played a lot and probably scratched as shit. I don't really care much for the aesthetics. I really, really want that Les Paul and it's actually driving me crazy cause Alice is just giving me a lot of troubles and sounds like shit. The sooner I get my hands on one and become broke-ass, the sooner I can stop thinking about stupid shit and keep up with this doing good in school streak I've kinda been having.
Fuck ass.
-Allan
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The chemicals are most definitely killing us...
It's just like me to fall for some indie band no one's heard of right? The good folks at Break This City (well...more like one half of BTC) have made a mixtape. Go to their blog and check that shit out. Umm....where was I going with this? Oh right. There's this one track on there that I really like. It's called "The Chemicals Are Killing Us" by Descendre. I don't know shit about this band. They've been gone for some time now I assume. If you dig hard enough on the internet, you can muster up like 3 of their songs for free (not that you can find anywhere that sells em). One (or many) of the guys is now in Men Women & Children. I don't like that band though so yea?
Some of these boys at our humble little private school really like dicks. They keep drawing them everywhere and on each other. They keep "tagging" it in the bathrooms. They keep making 1000's (I'm actually serious, some fucker did this today) of Firefox shortcuts on the library computers that all lead to pictures of dicks. There's a lot of repressed homosexuality floating amongst them. What else could it be really? That they're all just huge assholes? No sir. Assholes have many ways to vent their assholesness that don't involve dicks. These children are clearly confused and need help.
Was that pleasant to read? Did that somehow offend you? Can that actually offend you? Are you offended? Huh? HUH?!
Lemme tell you this. I'm really tired right now. This is like brain diarrhea at it's best. I'm just unloading thoughts cause I don't know. This is the only reason this is here. This is the only reason I blog like it's y2k.
I don't care who's droppin' acid. It doesn't affect me. Let them have their fun.
-Allan
Some of these boys at our humble little private school really like dicks. They keep drawing them everywhere and on each other. They keep "tagging" it in the bathrooms. They keep making 1000's (I'm actually serious, some fucker did this today) of Firefox shortcuts on the library computers that all lead to pictures of dicks. There's a lot of repressed homosexuality floating amongst them. What else could it be really? That they're all just huge assholes? No sir. Assholes have many ways to vent their assholesness that don't involve dicks. These children are clearly confused and need help.
Was that pleasant to read? Did that somehow offend you? Can that actually offend you? Are you offended? Huh? HUH?!
Lemme tell you this. I'm really tired right now. This is like brain diarrhea at it's best. I'm just unloading thoughts cause I don't know. This is the only reason this is here. This is the only reason I blog like it's y2k.
I don't care who's droppin' acid. It doesn't affect me. Let them have their fun.
-Allan
We resort to mini mall parking spaces.
Day one of "Footloose". Okay. I guess. I could kinda play stuff and I actually got lost more times than I couldn't play. I gotta get my counting down better. I feel bad for making Karina write in notes for me. I think I'll just get Palmer to help some other day.
Now I'm all tired and sore and hungry and could use a kitten. What?
-Allan
Now I'm all tired and sore and hungry and could use a kitten. What?
-Allan
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Into the shape of a "t"
It's really funny.
I had this silly thought yesterday like "What if Becca broke her hand and I have to end up playing for the entire musical?" Well, she didn't break her hand (which is a good thing I guess), but apparently she doesn't wanna do the musical anymore so I'm officially guitar #2 for the time being. I can't read music. I don't own a slide. Somehow I'll make this work. We've got like an entire month and a half and I'm not THAT bad at guitar.
When you think about it, I tend to get what I want. Secretly deep down, I wanted to do the music thing full time for the musical. Teching is great, but demands WAY too much out of you. And by that I mean drinking a ton of energy drinks per night and trying not to kill yourself when you see that you've failed every test from a lack of doing any school work (were there til 10 pm fucker). So now I have it more chill. I can't tech anymore since I don't think I'm capable of putting my guitar down, running to move a box or chair, then running back and playing within like 2 measures.
Lastly, have you heard of Monster Fuck Parade? No? Well sir, you're in for a treat. You can listen to a bunch of grown men sitting in a room talking about dicks and watching dudes stick glass cups up their ass for an hour. Sounds great doesn't it? There's a link somewhere to your right. Click it.
(Throw up bags not included)
-Allan
P.S. And a lot of bloody vagina sex. Lots and lots of bloody vagina sex.
I had this silly thought yesterday like "What if Becca broke her hand and I have to end up playing for the entire musical?" Well, she didn't break her hand (which is a good thing I guess), but apparently she doesn't wanna do the musical anymore so I'm officially guitar #2 for the time being. I can't read music. I don't own a slide. Somehow I'll make this work. We've got like an entire month and a half and I'm not THAT bad at guitar.
When you think about it, I tend to get what I want. Secretly deep down, I wanted to do the music thing full time for the musical. Teching is great, but demands WAY too much out of you. And by that I mean drinking a ton of energy drinks per night and trying not to kill yourself when you see that you've failed every test from a lack of doing any school work (were there til 10 pm fucker). So now I have it more chill. I can't tech anymore since I don't think I'm capable of putting my guitar down, running to move a box or chair, then running back and playing within like 2 measures.
Lastly, have you heard of Monster Fuck Parade? No? Well sir, you're in for a treat. You can listen to a bunch of grown men sitting in a room talking about dicks and watching dudes stick glass cups up their ass for an hour. Sounds great doesn't it? There's a link somewhere to your right. Click it.
(Throw up bags not included)
-Allan
P.S. And a lot of bloody vagina sex. Lots and lots of bloody vagina sex.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Why thank you...
How many uses can you come up for this video? Bagillions right? Yes.
And that's a scene from "Session 9". Makes you wanna watch it even more don't it? Don'ter iter?
-Allan
On a side note
It's almost Chinese New Year's.
Tomorrow I believe.
So we have to get all cleaned up and perty for tomorrow. Or you'll have bad luck.
Too bad no one told them me and luck are like this ("this" is open to interpretation).
And maybe it'll get me a quarter step closer to this.
"But it isn't about the money!"
Sure. It's about spending time with family members you don't necessarily like. That and probably not getting your English paper done in time. :D
If I somehow get drafted to tech FADE, then maybe I'll have it sooner than I think. FADE pays well (it pays minimum wage but read on). All you do is sit on your ass for hella hours watching a bunch of girls dance and occasionally turn this light on or move that flat over there. It's a great job. Some even take the job just so they can try to sleep with as many FADE girls in the MEW as possible. Those people we ("we" being me and James) agree are assholes.
You don't need to know any of this.
-Allan
Tomorrow I believe.
So we have to get all cleaned up and perty for tomorrow. Or you'll have bad luck.
Too bad no one told them me and luck are like this ("this" is open to interpretation).
And maybe it'll get me a quarter step closer to this.
"But it isn't about the money!"
Sure. It's about spending time with family members you don't necessarily like. That and probably not getting your English paper done in time. :D
If I somehow get drafted to tech FADE, then maybe I'll have it sooner than I think. FADE pays well (it pays minimum wage but read on). All you do is sit on your ass for hella hours watching a bunch of girls dance and occasionally turn this light on or move that flat over there. It's a great job. Some even take the job just so they can try to sleep with as many FADE girls in the MEW as possible. Those people we ("we" being me and James) agree are assholes.
You don't need to know any of this.
-Allan
Japanese Ultra-Violence in D-Minor (the Saddest Chord)
I've just about had it with people.
That's how I'll start this entry.
And that's how I'll end this entry.
Did that tickle your fancy?
-Allan
That's how I'll start this entry.
And that's how I'll end this entry.
Did that tickle your fancy?
-Allan
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Hot dogs cause cancer
They fucked up my GPA yo. I'm doing WAY better this year yet the GPA is fucking lower than anything I've ever gotten on a report card. That just can't make sense now can it? And they gave me a fucking incomplete for PE? WHAT. THE. FUCK?! I've been doing cross-country! I've been showing up at cross-country practices when I didn't have to. I even ended going to state with the team. So how are you gonna give me an incomplete? ARGH!
I'm frustrated.
Which doesn't help.
I don't really care or worry about these kinda things. It's just that I really don't wanna be defined by a few letters and a number. But other people do so I have to. You know? Trying to rebel against what's expected of you doesn't get people like me anywhere. It's not like I'm talented in anything else to make a living.
But why pile this all on you? You're just here for cheap sex and then silence.
-Allan
I'm frustrated.
Which doesn't help.
I don't really care or worry about these kinda things. It's just that I really don't wanna be defined by a few letters and a number. But other people do so I have to. You know? Trying to rebel against what's expected of you doesn't get people like me anywhere. It's not like I'm talented in anything else to make a living.
But why pile this all on you? You're just here for cheap sex and then silence.
-Allan
Friday, January 23, 2009
I be blogging like it's Y2K
Who cares if it's smart? I'm getting tattoos on my wrist.
I just watched this movie called "Session 9". It's suppose to be a horror film/psychological thriller. I'm pretty indifferent towards it. It wasn't particularly bad nor was it particularly good. I personally felt like the story could've been fleshed out a bit more.
The movie itself was about this man named Gordon who runs an asbestos removal company with a small crew of people. His life sucks. He's recently married and has a kid and all that junk. Gordon = Stressed out man. He's hired to clean out this huge ass insane asylum/mental hospital within a week because Gordon really needed the job and I guess other companies were putting in offers also so he promises to finish within a week (much to the dismay of his crew). Then they start the job and yaddy yaddy ya, the place is creepy and Gordon starts hearing this voice that keeps greeting him. One of the other employees, Mike I believe his name was, stumbles upon this room full of patient files and he becomes obsessed with this stack of recordings labeled "Sessions 1-9" (get it?). They depict a doctor working with a patient named Mary who suffers from multiple personality disorder and has some sort of repressed memory that traumatized the shit out of her. Within Mary, there are three personalities: "The Princess", "Billy", and "Simon". The first two are childish (or more like they sound like little children) and spend most of the movie trying to hide exactly what that memory is. The last personality, "Simon", is feared by the first two and they refuse to "wake" him up for the doctor. And well, I don't really know where to go from here since I can't really continue the personalities without giving most of it away. Anyways, the crew are doing their thing and tensions rise between them. Two of them, Phil and Hank, have beef because Hank stole Phil's girlfriend. Gordon's nephew, Jeff, fits into this overall story somewhere. Fuck. Umm... Well, the week keeps going and members of the crew start getting killed by an unseen person thing. Gordon is seen constantly having flash backs to some point in time where he returns home after landing the asylum job (intending to celebrate with his wife) and instead "hits" her after she accidentally spills hot water all over his leg (she was cooking spaghetti or some shit). Mike keeps listening to the tapes and eventually gets to session 9 where "Simon" emerges and recalls the incident in which Mary kills her brother Peter after he "surprises" her and scares her. I don't know exactly what that means. I thought it was something along the lines of him trying to rape her then she retaliated, but some of the other things "Simon" says makes me think she's just really unstable and killed him simply because she was scared. Blah blah blah. I shouldn't attempt to review or summarize movies anymore.
Go watch it if that interested you. If you've seen it and found it boring, go back and watching dubbed in Spanish. You'll be fucking stoked.
I have this horrible urge to go on some random road trip to god knows where. There another reason to learn how to drive. That makes two. I don't wanna worry about having to do work or read music just to be the reserve guitarist.
J'ai deteste Alice. I restrung that bitch. The bridge fell off. I don't have a good metal ruler or much knowledge on how to adjust bridges. The intonations probably real off. SOMEONE GIVE ME $500 SO I CAN SAVE MYSELF FROM THIS! T^T
Okay. I iz tiredz willz notz givez intoz da footzzzz evenz thoughz youz canz sk8boredz @ deyz head1/4erz allz daysz.
-Allan
I just watched this movie called "Session 9". It's suppose to be a horror film/psychological thriller. I'm pretty indifferent towards it. It wasn't particularly bad nor was it particularly good. I personally felt like the story could've been fleshed out a bit more.
The movie itself was about this man named Gordon who runs an asbestos removal company with a small crew of people. His life sucks. He's recently married and has a kid and all that junk. Gordon = Stressed out man. He's hired to clean out this huge ass insane asylum/mental hospital within a week because Gordon really needed the job and I guess other companies were putting in offers also so he promises to finish within a week (much to the dismay of his crew). Then they start the job and yaddy yaddy ya, the place is creepy and Gordon starts hearing this voice that keeps greeting him. One of the other employees, Mike I believe his name was, stumbles upon this room full of patient files and he becomes obsessed with this stack of recordings labeled "Sessions 1-9" (get it?). They depict a doctor working with a patient named Mary who suffers from multiple personality disorder and has some sort of repressed memory that traumatized the shit out of her. Within Mary, there are three personalities: "The Princess", "Billy", and "Simon". The first two are childish (or more like they sound like little children) and spend most of the movie trying to hide exactly what that memory is. The last personality, "Simon", is feared by the first two and they refuse to "wake" him up for the doctor. And well, I don't really know where to go from here since I can't really continue the personalities without giving most of it away. Anyways, the crew are doing their thing and tensions rise between them. Two of them, Phil and Hank, have beef because Hank stole Phil's girlfriend. Gordon's nephew, Jeff, fits into this overall story somewhere. Fuck. Umm... Well, the week keeps going and members of the crew start getting killed by an unseen person thing. Gordon is seen constantly having flash backs to some point in time where he returns home after landing the asylum job (intending to celebrate with his wife) and instead "hits" her after she accidentally spills hot water all over his leg (she was cooking spaghetti or some shit). Mike keeps listening to the tapes and eventually gets to session 9 where "Simon" emerges and recalls the incident in which Mary kills her brother Peter after he "surprises" her and scares her. I don't know exactly what that means. I thought it was something along the lines of him trying to rape her then she retaliated, but some of the other things "Simon" says makes me think she's just really unstable and killed him simply because she was scared. Blah blah blah. I shouldn't attempt to review or summarize movies anymore.
Go watch it if that interested you. If you've seen it and found it boring, go back and watching dubbed in Spanish. You'll be fucking stoked.
I have this horrible urge to go on some random road trip to god knows where. There another reason to learn how to drive. That makes two. I don't wanna worry about having to do work or read music just to be the reserve guitarist.
J'ai deteste Alice. I restrung that bitch. The bridge fell off. I don't have a good metal ruler or much knowledge on how to adjust bridges. The intonations probably real off. SOMEONE GIVE ME $500 SO I CAN SAVE MYSELF FROM THIS! T^T
Okay. I iz tiredz willz notz givez intoz da footzzzz evenz thoughz youz canz sk8boredz @ deyz head1/4erz allz daysz.
-Allan
Thursday, January 22, 2009
A place in the parlor
I really wanna know how facebook ads work. Someone please tell me (though I kinda know already, I'm not 100%).
Why?
I got the most awesoming best ad today. It was an ad for "Stylish Condom Dispensers"!!! Fucking greatest ad facebook has ever thrown my way. I really should've gotten a screen shot of it. The description in the ad was awesome too. It went something like "Our dispensers don't simply hold and store condoms, they (something about making a room exciting) and are the perfect gift for him."
Yes, I am easily amused by stupid shit. You should know that by now.
So in addition to assuring my grades go to hell, umm....actually don't know where I'm going with that.
Yes, yes. I am feeling sorry for myself.
-Allan
Why?
I got the most awesoming best ad today. It was an ad for "Stylish Condom Dispensers"!!! Fucking greatest ad facebook has ever thrown my way. I really should've gotten a screen shot of it. The description in the ad was awesome too. It went something like "Our dispensers don't simply hold and store condoms, they (something about making a room exciting) and are the perfect gift for him."
Yes, I am easily amused by stupid shit. You should know that by now.
So in addition to assuring my grades go to hell, umm....actually don't know where I'm going with that.
Yes, yes. I am feeling sorry for myself.
-Allan
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
So fucking bright
I'm like actually border-line suicidal these days. Beats having to work.
Hahaha.
It's fucking sad too. When I say stuff like that, no one actually believes me even if I'm being serious (which I'm not so put your phone down and don't dial 911). Since you're so used to not taking me seriously. The boy who cried "wolf" doesn't have it as hard as I do. Fuck that kid. >_>
Why am I talking about that anyways? Being emo isn't cool anymore. What the fuck do hipster kids talk about?
I think I'll start a new blog where I go to random various places and blog at those places. It will be called "Places I Blog".
....
What?
Break This City already came up with that idea first? Fuck.
If someone can explain to me exactly why facebook is so attractive, I'll give you nothing (you know you want it).
RAWR!! RAWR RAWR RAWR!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH! GARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHAPESHIFTER?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Allan
Hahaha.
It's fucking sad too. When I say stuff like that, no one actually believes me even if I'm being serious (which I'm not so put your phone down and don't dial 911). Since you're so used to not taking me seriously. The boy who cried "wolf" doesn't have it as hard as I do. Fuck that kid. >_>
Why am I talking about that anyways? Being emo isn't cool anymore. What the fuck do hipster kids talk about?
I think I'll start a new blog where I go to random various places and blog at those places. It will be called "Places I Blog".
....
What?
Break This City already came up with that idea first? Fuck.
If someone can explain to me exactly why facebook is so attractive, I'll give you nothing (you know you want it).
RAWR!! RAWR RAWR RAWR!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH! GARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHAPESHIFTER?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Allan
The word "shallow" becomes redefined
I think I'm gonna tech the musical and be the back-up guitarist for what's her face(should this actually work out and reading music doesn't kill me). Bye bye grades. =/
And all of that is of course for shallow, shallow reasons.
Oh no, computer wants to fuck?
What? Yes.
Go watch "Zack and Miri Make a Porno"! I think it's a good movie. Stole my steeze, but a good movie.
FART BUTTON!
-Allan
And all of that is of course for shallow, shallow reasons.
Oh no, computer wants to fuck?
What? Yes.
Go watch "Zack and Miri Make a Porno"! I think it's a good movie. Stole my steeze, but a good movie.
FART BUTTON!
-Allan
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Speed Walking Gang
Overqualified
My new favorite thing.
Today was not a good day. It just fucking raped me in all the worst ways. I've gotten to the point where teachers will actually believe I have a live mongoose in my bag. What?
It was during History. I walk in. James makes some random comment about me having a mongoose in my bag. Next thing I know, Ms. Metz is frantically (okay, maybe not frantically) yelling at me telling to get it out of the classroom. Of course, I had no clue what she was talking about until she asked, "Is it alive?!" Then James' previous comment kicked in and yea...
So if you happen to need a mongoose, I'm your guy?
Did you watch the inauguration? Were you waiting for someone to say something hella fucking racist? I was. I was watching it on CNN in the morning and every time the reporters said anything that involved race, they would suddenly talk really slow and were like trying way too hard to avoid making some dumbshit comment that could be taken as racist. I found it funny.
There's a Tera Melos show next Monday (at least I think it's Monday). I'm gonna try to go. Maybe even finish my photo project there. If you're not a dumb teenager who can't drive and refuses to take the time to learn, you should go check that show out. I believe it's at Bottom of the Hill. You'll get to see Tera Melos be Tera Melos (and the new drummer). You can ask Nick about making Kombucha. If you're a girl, you may even make it into his next batch of Kombucha. I'm not gonna explain that one.
-Allan
My new favorite thing.
Today was not a good day. It just fucking raped me in all the worst ways. I've gotten to the point where teachers will actually believe I have a live mongoose in my bag. What?
It was during History. I walk in. James makes some random comment about me having a mongoose in my bag. Next thing I know, Ms. Metz is frantically (okay, maybe not frantically) yelling at me telling to get it out of the classroom. Of course, I had no clue what she was talking about until she asked, "Is it alive?!" Then James' previous comment kicked in and yea...
So if you happen to need a mongoose, I'm your guy?
Did you watch the inauguration? Were you waiting for someone to say something hella fucking racist? I was. I was watching it on CNN in the morning and every time the reporters said anything that involved race, they would suddenly talk really slow and were like trying way too hard to avoid making some dumbshit comment that could be taken as racist. I found it funny.
There's a Tera Melos show next Monday (at least I think it's Monday). I'm gonna try to go. Maybe even finish my photo project there. If you're not a dumb teenager who can't drive and refuses to take the time to learn, you should go check that show out. I believe it's at Bottom of the Hill. You'll get to see Tera Melos be Tera Melos (and the new drummer). You can ask Nick about making Kombucha. If you're a girl, you may even make it into his next batch of Kombucha. I'm not gonna explain that one.
-Allan
Monday, January 19, 2009
Change?
Tomorrow we'll have a black president.
Mr. Vann will probably put another check on his "I don't like Allan as a student" box.
I'll probably stick around places when I'm clearly not wanted around.
Maybe I'll talk to Palmer about playing for the musical.
But I guess the black president thing is the most important right?
And I might have to make the pretty pictures work so people can watch it from school (unless I don't wake up or something).
Nothing really ever changes.
-Allan
Mr. Vann will probably put another check on his "I don't like Allan as a student" box.
I'll probably stick around places when I'm clearly not wanted around.
Maybe I'll talk to Palmer about playing for the musical.
But I guess the black president thing is the most important right?
And I might have to make the pretty pictures work so people can watch it from school (unless I don't wake up or something).
Nothing really ever changes.
-Allan
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
You wouldn't last one minute in the creek
I have to be more positive.
If not, I'll end up nothing sooner. And we wouldn't want that now would we?
Is there cake?
Nope. I don't think so.
If you don't like Chiodos. Go like them. Because I'm sure they'd like you.
-Allan
If not, I'll end up nothing sooner. And we wouldn't want that now would we?
Is there cake?
Nope. I don't think so.
If you don't like Chiodos. Go like them. Because I'm sure they'd like you.
-Allan
Friday, January 16, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
This is the soundtrack of our restless lives.
When there's something you really want, but can't bring yourself around to get, it's always in your face taunting you and randomly calling your name in hallways.
I cannot enjoy my creations. Thus, I must do things with other people in mind. And by "things", I mean everything. The good. The bad. The mildly suggestive. Is this me trying to validate to myself that I'm a kind, generous person? No. But you should think of it that way.
I've been "singing" a lot of Anthony Green songs lately. I've been "singing" a lot more than I've been "working" lately. Guess what? I've got a ton of shit due in the period of one week and none of them are past 10% done. I just absolutely love how fucking stupid I am.
So yea, this is my self-loathing post. Only because I've been thinking about how much of an asshole I am to people. And to be honest, I really believe 80% of that asshole-ness comes from my lack of wanting to be social in any shape or form. I try to be nicer which basically means I just have to shut up and not talk. Sadly, I've established the loud, obnoxious asshole role for myself and it's hard to break away from that. And if I don't talk, people think I'm like really fucked up and about to kill myself or some shit since I'm one of those.
-Allan
I cannot enjoy my creations. Thus, I must do things with other people in mind. And by "things", I mean everything. The good. The bad. The mildly suggestive. Is this me trying to validate to myself that I'm a kind, generous person? No. But you should think of it that way.
I've been "singing" a lot of Anthony Green songs lately. I've been "singing" a lot more than I've been "working" lately. Guess what? I've got a ton of shit due in the period of one week and none of them are past 10% done. I just absolutely love how fucking stupid I am.
So yea, this is my self-loathing post. Only because I've been thinking about how much of an asshole I am to people. And to be honest, I really believe 80% of that asshole-ness comes from my lack of wanting to be social in any shape or form. I try to be nicer which basically means I just have to shut up and not talk. Sadly, I've established the loud, obnoxious asshole role for myself and it's hard to break away from that. And if I don't talk, people think I'm like really fucked up and about to kill myself or some shit since I'm one of those.
-Allan
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Another leather lung
I really like The Sound of Animals Fighting.
Except they need more Anthony Green + Craig Owens singing stuff. Those two are amazing together and there's just not enough of it.
They could do with a bit more DESA too. Haha. Well, DESA was kinda involved (in the slightest way) with Nagel doing a live painting onstage during the set of one (or maybe all four) of the shows they have played.
What the fuck is The Sound of Animals Fighting? It's a group of fuckers from a bunch of awesome bands you don't like or listen to making music. Amongst those fuckers are various people from the Rx Bandits, Anthony Green of Circa Survive, Craig Owens of Chiodos, a one of the guys from Good Old War. A lot more people have contributed to the project, but I don't know who they are. Haha.
Yes, this blog is getting boring. At least for me.
Goodnight.
-Allan
Except they need more Anthony Green + Craig Owens singing stuff. Those two are amazing together and there's just not enough of it.
They could do with a bit more DESA too. Haha. Well, DESA was kinda involved (in the slightest way) with Nagel doing a live painting onstage during the set of one (or maybe all four) of the shows they have played.
What the fuck is The Sound of Animals Fighting? It's a group of fuckers from a bunch of awesome bands you don't like or listen to making music. Amongst those fuckers are various people from the Rx Bandits, Anthony Green of Circa Survive, Craig Owens of Chiodos, a one of the guys from Good Old War. A lot more people have contributed to the project, but I don't know who they are. Haha.
Yes, this blog is getting boring. At least for me.
Goodnight.
-Allan
Monday, January 12, 2009
Questions a fan would say "no" to.
I don't like this week already.
Maybe. I don't know.
It may end with me seeing Hard Girls. OR not.
-Allan
Maybe. I don't know.
It may end with me seeing Hard Girls. OR not.
-Allan
Sunday, January 11, 2009
This is twice now
Fuck the Xbox, I want a new guitar more.
My room smells like cigarettes. Only because I found this awesome lighter and lit a napkin on fire then blew it out. Smells like cigarettes now for some reason.
I'm gonna be a chef. It's settled. Woo! I'm fucking serious.
-Allan
My room smells like cigarettes. Only because I found this awesome lighter and lit a napkin on fire then blew it out. Smells like cigarettes now for some reason.
I'm gonna be a chef. It's settled. Woo! I'm fucking serious.
-Allan
One day all women will become monsters
But sexy monsters.
That's a Chiodos song title. Don't hurt me. =/
I am sleepy. I have work to do. I wanna play more Silent Hill.
Three things that don't work together.
Meow.
-Allan
That's a Chiodos song title. Don't hurt me. =/
I am sleepy. I have work to do. I wanna play more Silent Hill.
Three things that don't work together.
Meow.
-Allan
Saturday, January 10, 2009
I was once a kidney thief
Then it got too hairy for my taste.
It's funny how I change. It really is.
Back in the of my grunge career, I hated Telecasters. Now I don't find em that bad and was actually thinking about getting one.
BUT NO! I want an Xbox 360 too! And a pony!
Which one makes people happy again?
-Allan
It's funny how I change. It really is.
Back in the of my grunge career, I hated Telecasters. Now I don't find em that bad and was actually thinking about getting one.
BUT NO! I want an Xbox 360 too! And a pony!
Which one makes people happy again?
-Allan
Friday, January 9, 2009
Ouch
Some movies try to be too many things. Then it just ends up not working out.
What movie? It's an old sci-fi film called "Lifeforce". AJ told me to watch it. I watched it. It was ridonkulous. Everything moved way too fucking fast. I didn't feel like anything was really explained. None of the ideas they present seemed to remain consistent. The film was all over the place. It's suppose to be a thriller. Then it's suppose to be a vampire flick? Then it becomes a zombie flick? But no wait! THEY'RE ALL ALIENS! Fuck! What the hell is going on? I honestly didn't know. They just took like ideas and put them on more ideas then tried to cover it up with a good half hour's worth of the lead alien chick walking around naked and kissing people. That's amusing for like five minutes.
I can't even go on talking about it. It was just really bad.
And then there's the homework. =/ If I can somehow do mostly everything (and most importantly the French) by tomorrow, I might convince my folks to drag me out somewhere, lend me like $30, and let me purchase a 360 and shoot me some zombies.
WOOO!
-Allan
What movie? It's an old sci-fi film called "Lifeforce". AJ told me to watch it. I watched it. It was ridonkulous. Everything moved way too fucking fast. I didn't feel like anything was really explained. None of the ideas they present seemed to remain consistent. The film was all over the place. It's suppose to be a thriller. Then it's suppose to be a vampire flick? Then it becomes a zombie flick? But no wait! THEY'RE ALL ALIENS! Fuck! What the hell is going on? I honestly didn't know. They just took like ideas and put them on more ideas then tried to cover it up with a good half hour's worth of the lead alien chick walking around naked and kissing people. That's amusing for like five minutes.
I can't even go on talking about it. It was just really bad.
And then there's the homework. =/ If I can somehow do mostly everything (and most importantly the French) by tomorrow, I might convince my folks to drag me out somewhere, lend me like $30, and let me purchase a 360 and shoot me some zombies.
WOOO!
-Allan
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Don't cut your hair so nice.
THIS WEEK IS ALMOST OVER! YEA!
Life flashes by too fast when you have school. My life flashes by really fast in general, but it just gets really fast when there's school.
Then it all ends with me not amounting to anything. That's the part that sucks.
-Allan
Life flashes by too fast when you have school. My life flashes by really fast in general, but it just gets really fast when there's school.
Then it all ends with me not amounting to anything. That's the part that sucks.
-Allan
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Oakland in Flames
Fuck...
Oakland is going off right now. Who knows what will happen by tomorrow morning? I can only assume a grip of people will go crazy and some fuckers might get shot.
Way to go BART cop.
-Allan
Oakland is going off right now. Who knows what will happen by tomorrow morning? I can only assume a grip of people will go crazy and some fuckers might get shot.
Way to go BART cop.
-Allan
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Her Advice Cost Us A Life
Times like this, you kinda wanna take the pen you're writing with and jam it into your neck.
Then you think about all the McDonald's apple pies on the other side of the mountain and you restrain yourself thinking, "Not today, not today..."
The only thing I really don't wanna do tonight is the FTS portfolio thing. This is the part of the year where I stop understanding math.
So a random theory I've been presented with is that Herman's been replaced by a person I don't give a shit about. Cause well, she's apparently in all his classes now. Hope there's a conspiracy in there somewhere too. That would be nice. Whatever. We meant it as a joke so don't throw your input on what I've just said at me in any form should you feel the want to.
And then he called her a "whore". I finally understand why I was yelled at when I did that. Cause you don't know what these people do and it's not you're place to judge. Just cause you hear shit, doesn't mean it's always true. I tried to explain that. He seemed to genuinely believe she was a whore. Which one of us is right?
And yaddy yaddy ya. YAAAAAAAAAA!!!
I should be working.
I finally understand why "Melody 9" is called "Melody 9". Because there were only 8 melodies on the album.
-Allan
Then you think about all the McDonald's apple pies on the other side of the mountain and you restrain yourself thinking, "Not today, not today..."
The only thing I really don't wanna do tonight is the FTS portfolio thing. This is the part of the year where I stop understanding math.
So a random theory I've been presented with is that Herman's been replaced by a person I don't give a shit about. Cause well, she's apparently in all his classes now. Hope there's a conspiracy in there somewhere too. That would be nice. Whatever. We meant it as a joke so don't throw your input on what I've just said at me in any form should you feel the want to.
And then he called her a "whore". I finally understand why I was yelled at when I did that. Cause you don't know what these people do and it's not you're place to judge. Just cause you hear shit, doesn't mean it's always true. I tried to explain that. He seemed to genuinely believe she was a whore. Which one of us is right?
And yaddy yaddy ya. YAAAAAAAAAA!!!
I should be working.
I finally understand why "Melody 9" is called "Melody 9". Because there were only 8 melodies on the album.
-Allan
Monday, January 5, 2009
Melancholy
Man....
Not thinking smart thoughts for two weeks makes you stupid. Then a bunch of mediocre final grades don't help. I passed all of them. And I did the best on my English. So yea. Nothing turns out the way you planned.
SO to keep myself sane, I'm gonna go on about guitars again. :D You know what? I'm on the verge of just going "Fuck it!" and just save up for a Gibson Les Paul. Not even any of those really expensive ones. One of the cheaper models that aren't pieces of crap and the only model that comes in the color I want.
YEA!
I wanna go on a hunt for Cancer Carl.
-Allan
Not thinking smart thoughts for two weeks makes you stupid. Then a bunch of mediocre final grades don't help. I passed all of them. And I did the best on my English. So yea. Nothing turns out the way you planned.
SO to keep myself sane, I'm gonna go on about guitars again. :D You know what? I'm on the verge of just going "Fuck it!" and just save up for a Gibson Les Paul. Not even any of those really expensive ones. One of the cheaper models that aren't pieces of crap and the only model that comes in the color I want.
YEA!
I wanna go on a hunt for Cancer Carl.
-Allan
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Alright....
That was a really weird dream.
Probably the weirdest dream ever. I'm still trying to figure out where it's coming from.
Actually, I can kinda see where it's coming from. Maybe.
I'll explain later (or completely forget). It's too early and I needs coffee.
-Allan
Probably the weirdest dream ever. I'm still trying to figure out where it's coming from.
Actually, I can kinda see where it's coming from. Maybe.
I'll explain later (or completely forget). It's too early and I needs coffee.
-Allan
Saturday, January 3, 2009
What the fuck?
So I don't know exactly what's going on, but I'm all of a sudden getting a lot of spam. Maybe it's my own fault. Or maybe one of those stupid assholes I know put my e-mail into one of those stupid ad "offers" you run into all over the internet. They're known to do that.
I don't know. It's really annoying. I want it to stop, but I guess it won't?
-Allan
I don't know. It's really annoying. I want it to stop, but I guess it won't?
-Allan
Happiness = Brokeassness
Okay, so this is purely my own opinion (as with like 99% of this blog...) and will make you think "He's so wrong, I have to tell him otherwise". So fuck you if you wanna do that. And forget everything we've learned in English this year (though I'm not exactly sure I'll touch upon those things).
Okay....
I just had this very random thought this morning. I was thinking about the state I would be in should I invest all my money in something (i.e. that new guitar). I was like, "I'll be completely broke. I actually have to take money from my parents should I need it. Blah blah..." Then it came to me. There was some secret, repressed attraction towards the idea of being brokeass. And thus children, I believe the key to happiness is being brokeass. And maybe not constantly brokeass. Just dipping in and out of brokeassness. I mean, look at rich folks who never seem to have to worry about being brokeass. Is it safe to say a good number of them are still unsatisfied? Are unhappy? I like to think so. They don't have to feel that moment/rush of vulnerability you get when brokeass. I don't know. Hahaha.
I may change my views on this when I actually have to support myself, but we'll wait and see.
And I'm not advocating brokeassness. I'm not telling you to go out and purposely live your life constantly risking being homeless. This is just how I feel and for some reason I felt like applying it to everyone. =/
"You dummy, the key to happiness is boobies..."
Well then sir, your world is way better than mine.
-Allan
Okay....
I just had this very random thought this morning. I was thinking about the state I would be in should I invest all my money in something (i.e. that new guitar). I was like, "I'll be completely broke. I actually have to take money from my parents should I need it. Blah blah..." Then it came to me. There was some secret, repressed attraction towards the idea of being brokeass. And thus children, I believe the key to happiness is being brokeass. And maybe not constantly brokeass. Just dipping in and out of brokeassness. I mean, look at rich folks who never seem to have to worry about being brokeass. Is it safe to say a good number of them are still unsatisfied? Are unhappy? I like to think so. They don't have to feel that moment/rush of vulnerability you get when brokeass. I don't know. Hahaha.
I may change my views on this when I actually have to support myself, but we'll wait and see.
And I'm not advocating brokeassness. I'm not telling you to go out and purposely live your life constantly risking being homeless. This is just how I feel and for some reason I felt like applying it to everyone. =/
"You dummy, the key to happiness is boobies..."
Well then sir, your world is way better than mine.
-Allan
Friday, January 2, 2009
The Suicidal Clock Chime
I didn't actually know this until just a few minutes ago, but if you type in "find Chuck Norris" into google then click "I'm Feeling Lucky"....well....you'll see.
I just got all the soundtracks for Silent Hill 1-4. I know right? I'm such a fucking dork. But wait! These soundtracks are actually filled with really good music. It's mostly instrumental songs consisting of music you find in-game or random noises and some of them have singing and stuffs. YEA! And the albums are all long as shit so there should be enough to occupy you for hours.
I actually have a hard copy of Silent Hill 3 (one of the only video games I've actually paid for). They usually come with a free soundtrack inside the case, but my version was "used" so the soundtrack was long gone by then. I'm kinda bummed cause I really like 3's soundtrack and I wish I had a hard copy. =/
No, this fanboyness will blow over.
AND I NEED TO WORK!!!!!!!!!
FUCK!!!!!!!!
-Allan
I just got all the soundtracks for Silent Hill 1-4. I know right? I'm such a fucking dork. But wait! These soundtracks are actually filled with really good music. It's mostly instrumental songs consisting of music you find in-game or random noises and some of them have singing and stuffs. YEA! And the albums are all long as shit so there should be enough to occupy you for hours.
I actually have a hard copy of Silent Hill 3 (one of the only video games I've actually paid for). They usually come with a free soundtrack inside the case, but my version was "used" so the soundtrack was long gone by then. I'm kinda bummed cause I really like 3's soundtrack and I wish I had a hard copy. =/
No, this fanboyness will blow over.
AND I NEED TO WORK!!!!!!!!!
FUCK!!!!!!!!
-Allan
And they got boners?
What?
Uhh....I need to start workering. I need to start speaking properly.
-Allan
Uhh....I need to start workering. I need to start speaking properly.
-Allan
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Meow, meow, meow meow meow
I hate drawing noses. I can't do em right. =/
Yea, there's only a few more days left til hell ensues again and I'm sketching things I can't quite sketch and playing videos I can't quite bring myself around to play.
This is usually where the lines "I hate life" fit in. But nah. Not today. It's fucking 2009. I've got 3 years left to live.
Meow.
There's actually a song that consists of "meows". It's called "Paper Kitten Nightmare" by Margot & The Nuclear So and So's.
Fuck.
I've grown a slight distaste for film's that don't make me think at all. It's not like I understand a good amount of the films I watch (I go read shit on wikipedia for that part....fuck me), but I like the fact that certain details aren't fed to you. I'll compare "The Dark Knight" (since I watched it like an hour ago) to....I don't know...."Old Boy" for example. Both are great movies (so I like to think), but "The Dark Knight" didn't leave me asking anything. There was no "so what?". I mean, I'm not against shit like that, but it feels slightly unsatisfying.
And I have no clue where I was headed with that idea. I'm not an intellectual. I laugh at farts.
One more thing. I found the most awesomeing best font ever. It's called "Silent Hell of Cheryll" or something like that. Awesome, awesome.
-Allan
Yea, there's only a few more days left til hell ensues again and I'm sketching things I can't quite sketch and playing videos I can't quite bring myself around to play.
This is usually where the lines "I hate life" fit in. But nah. Not today. It's fucking 2009. I've got 3 years left to live.
Meow.
There's actually a song that consists of "meows". It's called "Paper Kitten Nightmare" by Margot & The Nuclear So and So's.
Fuck.
I've grown a slight distaste for film's that don't make me think at all. It's not like I understand a good amount of the films I watch (I go read shit on wikipedia for that part....fuck me), but I like the fact that certain details aren't fed to you. I'll compare "The Dark Knight" (since I watched it like an hour ago) to....I don't know...."Old Boy" for example. Both are great movies (so I like to think), but "The Dark Knight" didn't leave me asking anything. There was no "so what?". I mean, I'm not against shit like that, but it feels slightly unsatisfying.
And I have no clue where I was headed with that idea. I'm not an intellectual. I laugh at farts.
One more thing. I found the most awesomeing best font ever. It's called "Silent Hell of Cheryll" or something like that. Awesome, awesome.
-Allan
Denanananananan, denana, denanana
I always hesitate before starting a Silent Hill game. I've played like all of em, yet I'm still scared to start one. Then when I do, I can't put it down. I've played Silent Hill, but that was a while ago, so it all feels new since I can't remember where anything is and I can only remember the general story.
Poo.
-Allan
Poo.
-Allan
A clean slate...
...but not really.
Cause it's all still here.
No one's like "OKAY BRAW! WE'LL JUST FORGET ABOUT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED LAST YEAR MAN! YEA!!!!!!!"
Cause people talk like that....
I got Silent Hill on my PSP. I'm fucking stoked cause now I won't get any work done, but I'll get to revisit one of my favorite old games out there...
-Allan
Cause it's all still here.
No one's like "OKAY BRAW! WE'LL JUST FORGET ABOUT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED LAST YEAR MAN! YEA!!!!!!!"
Cause people talk like that....
I got Silent Hill on my PSP. I'm fucking stoked cause now I won't get any work done, but I'll get to revisit one of my favorite old games out there...
-Allan
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