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I ordered my amp yesterday. Should arrive in like 3 311 - 311: Not the best 311 cd, or the worst.
311 - Transistor: It's got some great songs, but it also has some boring, unimaginative ones.
Queens of the Stone Age - Songs for the Deaf: Not really my kind of music, but there are a few cool songs.
Pink Floyd - The Wall: I hadn't heard any Pink Floyd until I listened to this cd. I like it. The first cd
is definitely better than the second.
Clockwork Orange Soundtrack: There were some cool songs on the movie that are on the cd, but its pretty
much all classical.
Fight Club Soundtracks: It's all techno made by the Dust Bros. I've seen the movie enough so that I know
what scene the scene is for the song.
Soundgarden - Louder Than Love: My least favorite Soundgarden cd, although I only listened to it once.
Pulp Fiction Soundtrack: It's mostly 70's songs and sound bites from the movie. It has some songs that I
like on it, but most of you would hate.
RHCP - Mothers Milk: Least favorite Chili Peppers cd. Contains a bad rendition
of Fire by Jimi Hendrix.
They slaughtered that song.
DJ Shadow - Endtroducing...: Yea, it's electronica, but it's good. I have a newfound respect for turntablism.
Bloodhound Gang - Use your fingers: Same great lyrics, but it's mostly rap instead of rock.
Primus - Antipop: Fucking cool. That is all.
Primus - Frizzle Fry: Intensely different.
2/11/03 T:
My goal this year was to update at least once a week with something interesting. It is surprisingly hard for me.
We've only read the intro to a book on Mythology in Schmitt and I already hate it.
One of the few things I envy
about most people is artistic talent. I'm starting to appreciate art and culture. I have a lot of respect for
people who can create cool art, because I can't. Schmitt said I should consider going to some computer
art design school. I know that if I worked hard enough I could make some cool shit, but nothing original.
Nothing I can be proud of. Being original is all I have going for me. Making mediocre art isn't exactly
appealing.
1/22/03 Asya:
1/22/03 Daniel:
1/23/03 Asya:
1/23/03 Daniel:
1/23/03 jared:
1/23/03 Daniel:
1/23/03 Asya:
1/23/03 Daniel:
1/24/03 the all-mighty dollar:
1/24/03 Daniel:
1/24/03 Asya:
1/24/03 Daniel:
I did ok on finals. Except for geometry. 4 day weekend. The only thing I have to look forward to is getting
a new amp. $110 to go. When people pay me back it'll be down to $60. I give it 2 weeks until I have enough.
I bet my mom's gonna back out at the last second.
Can't think of anything else to say so here's some more one-word movie reviews:
Little conversation that occurred with my mom on the way home from school:
An hour later she walks into my room and says "How much money do you have? I will pay $200 for an amp"
It's funny how they will only give me something when they want something in return.
Good
1/14/03 Asd:
1/14/03 Daniel:
Finals are coming. This is gonna be the first time I've ever studied for anything in my life.
Self-pride sucks. Being proud of something you have accomplished is dumb, because no matter what it is,
someone else in the world can do it better, and has. Same with showing pride in a decision you have made.
Also taking pride in acquiring material possessions is stupid, it just shows
you are good at wasting money. Being proud of something you are born with is the worst.
I hate how everyone in this world is so goddamn hypocritical. Nobody even realizes it.
Yes I'm being hypocritical in saying that but at least I can recognize it when I am and I don't contradict
myself every other sentence. I also hate how everyone in my English class thinks they are intelligent for
coming up with insightful original comments on what Schmitt is talking about, but it's exactly what she's
asking for. Everyone is playing the game of Captain Obvious, and everyone fucking wins.
1/9/03 jared:
So I found a used version of the amp I wanted, a 100watt marshall for the low low price of $360, regular price
$430. Since I didn't get shit for my birthday or christmas, I asked my mom if I payed for $100 of it, if she
would pay the rest. No. I'll pay for half of it. No. Ok, how about my present is you let me borrow your credit
card so I can order it and I'll pay you back. No. WHAT THE FUCK?!?!#?192843219 Is that really so unreasonable?
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1/7/03 *:
I know you didn't ask for it, but here's my life story:
I was born in Brighton, England, on October 17th, 1987. The day before I was born, a pretty big hurricane
hit my town. The hospital that I was born in had broken windows, some buildings collapsed, our garage imploded.
I always thought that was kind of interesting. When I was 5 (or somewhere close to that), my family and I moved to
Neuverhein (spelling way off), Holland. A year later we moved to Amsterdam. I went to a school where everyone
spoke Dutch, except for one English speaking class that I was in. I remember disliking everyone there, I
didn't have any friends. The Netherlands sucked, everyone rode bikes, tulips, windmills, and those stupid
wooden shoes were everywhere. After a year or so I moved back to my old house in England. All I can remember
from my time living there was my best friend, some skinny funny guy named Greg. I used to play soccer a lot,
the only sport that I have enjoyed. The first time I got in trouble at school, I remember pushing this fat douche
named Aaron to the ground at recess. We got in a little fight but a teacher broke it up and I had to apologize to
him and the teacher. I don't know why that stands out in my memory. I moved to America when I was 9. I didn't
want to leave, but there wasn't anything I could do about it. From 4th to 6th grade I didn't really have friends, adjusting
to the new country was hard. I was quiet, shy. and anti-social. England is a lot different. In 7th grade
I became more open and I started fitting in with people, but I was still depressed and pissed at the world.
Things slowly got better throughout 8th grade. That's when music and computers became a big part of my life.
9th grade was probably the best time of my life. I was pretty happy for the majority of the year. The past couple
weeks have been a reminder of how pathetic my social life used to be, I've been online all break. I bet I have
some kind of disorder, I have always been socially retarded. I have had maybe real conversations with 10 people
in my life. The rest is just smile and nod, act like I care bullshit. I could blame my lack of communication
skills on my parents, if I didn't move to a different country every time I started making friends, I wouldn't
suck at life as much. That's probably one of the main reasons I will do anything to not move. I know that if
I do, I will just have to start over. I'm not willing to put up with another couple years of lonely
depression, but my parents obviously are too fucking stupid to realize that. Their economic ventures are more
important than my happiness.
1/7/03 *:
1/7/03 Daniel:
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