Budtron

I like giving people my pictures, dont get me wrong, but i hate when people "call" them. Or even ask me for them. Like for boat I only have eight pics. I'm not going to make copies because you or anyubody else wants one. The only time i did, people were ungrateful and griped about "not getting an original". And there are too few to give to people that dont really matter. One for me, and a couple for friends who actually care about the people in the pic. Then for portraits. Jesus, those are expensive. I know there's tat whole trading thing, but if I don't really care for you then, so what? What will I care if i look back on your picture, years from now and i dont remember the name or the face even. "Oh yea, that girl! from like, senior year who i met!" How about, I give you one and if you like me, you can give me one too. No obligation. So really now, everybody. Just shut the fuck up and be happy for the friends who give you pictures on their own time. I am.

Poser, not poseur or however the fuck you spell it

Goddamn i hate rent. I haven't even seen it, the play or the movie, and i already hate it. Jesus Christ stupid musical posers. It happens everytime a musical comes out. Avenue Q was first. I mean, that was a great show, but nobody liked that kind of humor before it came out and got rave reviews. Really now, you expect me to believe that all of a sudden people find this type of funny humorous (i know that sounded a bit weird)? And then there was Wicked; great premise, great writing, great performers, but this is all just building up off the avenue q bandwagon. It would have continued if rent hadn't come out. Now people are listening to the soundtracks that they recently downloaded off iTunes and are boasting that they have always loved musicals, rent in particular. NO YOU HAVEN'T. look. it's a good musical (probably), it'll be a good movie, i might even remember it in 50 years. but STOP pretending like you care so that your friends can think you're cool. In fact, the only person that i want to hear talk about this movie is Andy Rothschild. So the rest of you: shut the fuck up.


Fucking posers. Fucking Steven. Fucking Jizzholes.

Where Are Your Converses Now?

I just realized who reminded me of this song.


I'm always thinking bad
I never have nothing good to say
I'd rather tear things down
Than build them up
It's easier that way
I hate the jocks
And I hate the geeks
I hate the trendies
But I also hate the freaks
I hate Dr. Martens
And Muscle T's
I'm only happy when I'm in my misery

It's cool to hate
Liking something's just a waste of time
It's cool to hate
Liking something's just a waste of time
Yeah I hate everything
I even hate me too
So fuck you


Oh WHY couldn't have Felix lent me Ixnay 2 months ago!? But nobody cares, so just remember that the Offspring pwned your ass since 1984.

Home for the Holidays

I do my best to console people. I can do pretty good, too. Especially if it has anything to do with lovers or life in general. But sometimes it's hard when i have to compare my life at home to other peoples. I can't really say anything because i have no idea what is right. I have never been in situations like those and all i can say is "it'll get better" or "you'll pull through" or "just be brave". What does that even mean? NOTHING. I wish i could say something that has meaning. Or even simulated meaning. But i guess if i can ride it out, everything will be better, for me anyway. Does that have anything to say for the situation? I dont know. I wish i could help more. I can't tuck people in every night.

Being Popular's So Unhip

Wow. Today was tiring. I mean, after the usual school and thing at home, i had to run a race. I thought it was just going to be a run. But NO! A freaking race! SLDKJG god. oh well. After Eddie gave me a ride to school, i found Mrs. B and she had my poster! Everybody signed it! It made me feel really special. Fuck. So queefed up. But oh well. I don't regret the play too much. I can't wait till XC is over. So close.

Arabian Nights

So the play is done. I did pretty decently after that one mess up. Me and my 20 lines or so. Oh yea. We even sang Arabian Nights and Ali Ababwa and every other Disney and videogame song imaginable. It's kinda sad that it's over, but o well. I wonder if im brave/stupid enough to try out for the musical. I hope it's Aladdin, then we'd have the set, the costumes, and the Aladdin already done! PRINCE ALI, FABULOUS HE, ALI ABABWA! But yea. I wonder, if i got involved in this earlier if I would have had a bigger part. But then, I'd probably have a different set of friends as well. No more XC friends or whatever. I'd be like, the outcast whiteguy. Ohh maybe not. But still fun to speculate.


Doo doo doo, dodo doo doo doo, dodo doo doo doo doo doo dododo.

Well sings thou, Cookoo? Or cease thou ever now.

Fuck. I hate having people console me with "it could have been worse", "just dont think about it", "nobody really cared". When will i have enough of it and do everything right? I will destroy all boundaries. I will EXPLODE with perfection. No more shaky recitals. No more forgetting lines. I cannot be less that absolutely astounding.