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I've got a shitload of pictures to put up but I've been extremely busy, I'll try and put them up next week or something.

Also, I've got a business venture in mind, won't talk about it, its still awhile away before we can even feasibly attempt it, but its going to be cool, and I think its a pretty original idea. When it gets off the ground I'll talk about it. Until then...

"I have never been as happy as I am today, but then the seasons turned and darkness came."

School is back in session, hopefully I'll think of some interesting things to say again to draw back the tons (more like dozens) of hits I've gotten in the past...But I don't know, something tells me that my prime is done as a super-cool blogger, I'm semi-over it unless it actually happened, now I'm focusing my ambitions on being super-tumblr famous.

Also I've been dry-heaving on the writings, I did some cool short stuff in bursts usually at 4 am but still...It's iffy on how much density it has.

But but but my singing...atrocious in the past...now is okay and! And, and...I'm really in reggae. Weird? Maybe but it resonates so who can argue with that?

I'm just avoiding the "kill gays" singers though because that's not cool (Sizzla, Buju Banton, Vybz Kartel among others).

Oh right, my summer...Uneventful, no friends, working on music.

More to come later.

"I don't know what else to do, except to try to dream of you, I wonder if you're dreaming too wherever you are."

Hey, I have a few minutes.

Me and Katie were talking about musicals, and how me and her (and probably you) grew up on these overly epic, emotionally deep, and complex movies that were all the rage. Its like, everything (or almost everything, especially animated films) were musicals. Growing up on that I think significantly altered the way I am now in which I am emotional and tend to gravitated towards things that are theatrical. I've been thinking about it a lot lately after showing my brothers Rent, (in which they love and have been reciting ever since, myself included). Its a shame, that even back then the shoddy "straight-to-dvd" basterdized sequel films had quality music and today its dead, where back then I was forced to delve into culture that was epic, heavy, gay, and etc. Back in high school, I ignored this because I didn't think it was punk to like Elton John or something. But when I fell into depression all I could listen to was the Lion King soundtrack. Basically I feel more like myself now than I did then, (though I still love punk, I hardly listen to as much of it now as I did then). I wish though now that I was into MCR back then, I don't care how uncool it was then or is now, I feel like if I was honest with myself and not being all macho or some shit I would be completely emo. Those MCR kids were right all along in my view.

I wrote this on the fly, sorry if its inarticulate.

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Hello, mid-summer and I'm looking in, blogger seems a little fucked right now and I have nothing yet to say, hope all is well.

"No we just don't belong."

So its going to be summer break, the drill is that it takes too long for me to get on here so its not worth it. I could type some farewell (for now [maybe]) message but honestly I feel borderline suicidal so I'm not going to bother. Tumblr is queued, but I have nothing for this. Take care guys, I'll try to find some beauty in life while I'm gone.

"Cast the pearls aside of a simple life of need, come into my life forever."

I literally hate keyboards right now. I'm devoting this few minute session of hate in the name of you. Summer's coming up and I will not have time to fill these black pages of stories, nor will I even be able to.

Fuck off over to my tumblr if you want daily shit I've queued up.


I feel so stuck, I'm too smart for this shit, but too unfocused and motivated to leave it. Goddamnit I'm not sure what to do about anything.

Wah wah wah, whatever I know, who do I think I am?

"No ceiling on hard living, peace keepers keep on breathing."

I wonder if I actually have regular readers...

I'm about to graduate from university. I'm not sure what to think about that. On one hand I'm happy to be jumping from this sinking ship known as the California public education system, on the other hand I'm going to be swimming back onto it if (and by if I mean probably) I'm accepted into the master's program. On another third hand, oh hey, its life, and its pissed. This is the worst time in a long time to be entering it, and especially for someone like me who will not kill another person for a job and has these problems with studying, focusing, and being a happy and motivated person in general. Not to mention I wasn't cool enough or something to be accepted into the UC graduate program.

Well...Whatever...

I just got through 2001: A Space Odyssey, I've forgotten how amazing Arthur C. Clarke was.