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Recommend to me:
1. a movie:
2. a book:
3. a musical artist, song, or album:
(B) I want everyone who reads this to ask me
three questions, no more, no less. Ask me anything you want.
(C) Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends to ask you anything.
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| new friends are tight, bro. |
[08 Sep 2004|02:17am] |
orlando is so chill. kappoow house is fun, stuff is stuff and shit is tight, and so so are carbs past 9pm. swimming in dirty pools is almost as fun, and so are dirty pools.
kappoow, stop talkging about me in stalls.
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[20 May 2004|01:53pm] |
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im 21!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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[30 Apr 2004|01:01am] |
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well another semester is done. another year of college is done. i seriously question why i'm there every single time a semester ends.
went through a girlfriend. drank too much, smoked too much, hung out just hard enough. relationships are pretty overrated. they are good in a lot of aspects but when you have no idea what the hell you are doing with your own life its pretty hard to make someone happy in theirs.
i came back to orlando this sunday and by tuesday night I was asking myself why the hell i left st. augustine. its thursday now and im hating myself for being stuck here. its nice being home and seeing family, but i mean how much can you really need to see people you spent at least 18 years with? i miss my friends that i dont ever get to spend enough time with. in a couple of weeks however, a lot of my friends from orlando will be back and that will be good times again.
turning 21 in three weeks. im way fucking excited, and pretty scared too. if you know me well enough, you know why. trying to figure out what i should do for it. blow out in orlando, or a blow out in st. augustine. hard to decide. been seriously considering transferring next semester since flagler is was such a thorn in my side this semester and my two roomates have a two bedroom house now (one of their dads bought it for them). its always nice to know how thoughtful some people can be to let this information out three or four months before a lease is up. if i stay i have to find all new roomates. fucking bummer.
i haven't posted in this thing in forever. anyways, if you want to party hard may20- the end of time and see my flailing all over the place, then come get down.
oh yeah, i cant fucking wait to see joey may18th. that is going to be so much fun.
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| ooooooooookay buddy |
[25 Feb 2004|12:22pm] |
i haven't posted on this thing in forever. joeyfrombrandon left on monday for texas. its been real sad for all of us at 29 Grant st. not having him to hang out with. bummers all around.
four semesters in and i still think college is way overrated. my body hates me.
other than that everything is going pretty well. girl kind of weirds me out sometimes, but its going pretty well.
i am ready for my classes to be done with and go ahead and get whiskey night started. booya.
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| im such a jackass its amazing |
[22 Nov 2003|07:57pm] |
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I washed my cell phone in the laundry about an hour ago. how fucking cool is that? yeah, im lame. so anyways, if i know you and had your number before, leave me a comment with it again. if i didn't know you and you still want to give me your phone number, go for it.
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| The reclamation Proclamation |
[05 Nov 2003|03:52pm] |
This weekend in st. augustine is the reclamation proclamation. This monumental event is going to include:
Friday Night
-show at the plantation w/ the south, jesse washington, zumm zumm + more.
-After/during the show is the party at the plantation. no use for legs party people.
Saturday
-everyone is going to wake their drunkselves up and make it over to beach where there will be a good couple hours of fun in the sun.
-next, there will be food to be cooked and time to relax before the evening/night events which will be...drumroll...
-the scavenger hunt. oh but it will be so much more. multiple teams, all of which must be themed and have costumes, a mode of transportation, and a polaroid camera. events of the night will be the scavenger hunt itself, along with other tasks to win points which include: the whiskey drink off, one teammate must get a tattoo drawn by someone else, a skate-off, a sqaure dance-off, best costume, swimming race, and finally, by the end of the night, whoever has the drunkest teammate will be awarded points. there will also be a mixtape swap.
So, this November 7th and 8th, the good times will roll. i encourage you guys to talk to your friends, get a team together, and make the trip to st. augustine this weekend. if any of you are thinking to yourselves "man, thats a long trip for just two days of fun..." well, there are kids coming Gainseville, Athens, Richmond, and Allentown.
if anyone is actually interested, ask me for more information or whatever other questions you may have.
-marshall
--ride the snake--
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[02 Nov 2003|05:25pm] |
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| take me down to paradise city where grass is green and atmosphere is fucked. |
[04 Oct 2003|06:54pm] |
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dude, i dont ever post anything on here. im just uber bored right now so i figured what the hell and let people spend a minute reading about whats going on in my life.
well, not much. school, party, pirates, cowboys, slash, people peeing in people's closets, scavenger hunts, whiskey night, strange bruises, sex.
wait, there is one thing i meant to mention
i dont think im going to be on the single's wall for much longer. good girl, good times, yay for me. i am little weirded out though seeing as how i haven't dated anyone in a long long time. im happy though.
-i spent my first year of college fucking. maybe ill end up spending this year actually caring.
i finally bought new records today. Forensics is fucking amazing. those dudes learned to write some real rock and roll. also bought thunderbirds are now! which is just ridiculously fun to listen to. i finally bought some new records and i couldnt be happier with the purchase.
november- the scavenger hunt in st. augustine.
a hundred kids,
show/party on the friday night,
saturday veggie/meaty bbq,
saturday afternoon- the scavenger hunt. polaroid cameras, ridiculous tasks. the prize will be sweet.
december-seeing old friendly faces and doing what we do best.
may 20th and 21st, mike and I are 21. itll be a two day, two city bash. you're all invited.
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| hot damn |
[15 Sep 2003|06:23pm] |
benefit show for the Friends of the Matanzas land conservation group
@ Cafe 11:
Against me!
True North
the south
josh pellicer
archimedes deathray
arcade inferno
+ two speakers!
doors at 8
$4 or $5
i had heard that the show may be starting earlier, but thats the info i have right now. if any of you can make it, you should try. a good show for a good cause. it will more than likely sell out, so try and get there early. hell, come to st. augustine for the day. go to the beach, take in the sites. yeah, do that.
more info: www.cafe11.com
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[07 Aug 2003|01:51pm] |
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so fucking long, this journal is gone. later KIDS.
well, the first party at our new house was a fucking brilliant success. i get to the new house around seven, laura and jill go 'hey, go look in the fridge.' i open it up, and to my surprise there is almost no food. there is however, a fridge full of beer. jacob was already there, and jacob is one of the coolest party dudes of all time. a couple of us hang out on the roof and look over our sweet tree watch the sunset.
around 9:30 more and more people started to show up. we all drank, had a dance sesh in the living room, ate homemade salsa, drank more, danced more, had the guys huddle in the living room watching the phoebe cate's scene in fast times at ridgemont high, and partied on like extreme party dudes.
around 1:00a.m. or so some people started leaving...but about 12 of us were still going hard. finished the night off by all of us, in our drunken glory, singing at the top of our lungs to likes of against me, dead kennedys, and rocked out to stylex.
the costumes were great, except i let the girls dress me up. i ended up looking more like a scene kid than an 80s hipster. i finally figured out the difference between boys and girls pants. girls pants have no crotch at all. rather uncomfortable. jill looked like a hooker.
it was just such an amazing time. we are still trying to think of a name for the house. it has to be something pirate related since we have a huge skull and crossbones flag on the front of our our house. there's already a pirate's cove, so thats a no. we were thinking about the pirate's booty, but most people wouldnt get it. if you have any ideas, or suggestions, send em my way.
if any of you ever happen to be in st. augustine, hit me up. we'll show you a good time. we have nice seats for you to rest your bunns on, tables to rest your feet on, and a bunch of places to rest to drunk body on.
rock and roll.
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[30 Jul 2003|11:47pm] |
well its a wedneday night and once again i am waiting to go out. i need to stop this going out at 1:00a.m. before i have to start waking up for class at 9 or 10. so anyways, i am rather excited to be getting out of orlando. i have some friends that are moving here/that have moved here that are really excited about it. i guess you just get to a point when you are in a place that has absolutely nothing to offer you that you just want to get the fuck out of dodge.
orlando was a fun place to me back in the days of suburbia and brody's, and even d.i.y. at times, but over the last year or two things and people here have been at a hasty decline. i hate shows here now because all kids do is try to 'bust heads.' i know when i am listening to a band i really like i want to preoccupy myself with kicking the shit out of someone to the excuse of 'the music beckons me to do it!'
it is going to be nice to be back in a place where a house gets packed for equally good bands, but the kids aren't set on -moshmode-. the kids there are all about getting drunk and, often times, getting nekked. sure someone will get banged up every now and then but not intentionally. small houses plus a lot of kids=fun playful bumping.
christ, im sure if sigur ros played orlando some kids would be like 'fuck yeah, lets bust some shit up.' i'm not trying to offend anyone who reads this. to each his own. if that is your dig, go for it. me, i can't understand it and i dont think i ever will. i like to dance, get knocked into each other, and give people pats on that back and sing along. however, i dont want to try and send someone to the hospital.
im sure a lot of you kids are real tough, but the only thing i see is a lack of reason and responsibility. channel all that hostility into doing something beneficial for the environment or whatever your pick is.
someone in orlando, please impress me.
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[29 Jul 2003|01:07am] |
well guys, i am moving on to that next stage in my life. after i move, i am going to get rid of this journal and those of you who don't really know me, tough shit. it is time to stop complaining to the internet. if you are my friend, ill just complain to you. much love and get in touch if you want to keep in touch.
love you all....
welll sort of.
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[19 Jul 2003|05:24pm] |
i love it people get mad at you for something and then wont even take the time to explain themselves and apologize if they were in the wrong.
and just so you know, you were in the wrong, but didn't apologize.
fucked up.
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[14 Jul 2003|03:47am] |
so i never thought i would fall so quickly for anything, but she is such a heavenly creature. not only is she incredibly beautiful, but in the short time ive known her she has proved to be incredibly intelligent. right now she is asleep in my bed. her head is rested comfortably on MY pillow; a pillow i normally never share with anyone no matter who sleeps in my bed. in the period of a day, she has stolen my heart.
her name is abbey. late yesterday afternoon my sister was driving past her apartment and saw abbey laying nearly helpless on the sidewalk adjacent to her apartment. my sister being the kind soul she is helped abbey into the car and brought her over to my parents house. we fed her and made her feel as comfortable as we possibly could. today, she came back over. we all went for a swim in the pool. she is an incredible swimmer, and has the hunger of a pubescent male. it is fairly easy to tell she hasn't been treated all too well in the past. she is cut, bruised, and weak but acts incredibly strong and affectionate.
abbey is a dog we found and are considering to take in as part of our family. as i said, she is not only beautiful but incredibly intelligent for four to six month old dog. her affection to people she hardly knows is prize worthy. ive never been happier to share my bed with anyone or anything. i am taking her to the vet. tomorrow and for once im hoping and praying everything goes well. i really hope we can have her as part of our house.
wish us luck, and show some lovage.
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today i found myself running through people's names in my head trying to figure out just what it is they mean to me.
there's a certain group of fellows that still hold strongest for me, but sadly that tightly knit group has all but disbanded. i have however been hanging out with old friends from back that in the day that have changed quite a bit... for the better. so its nice to see them again. its not the same, but make do with what you can.
girl business is still at a perpetual stand still. no progression, no regression. things are just staying the exact same way they've always been. im more than okay with it though. at least ive got people i call friends.
one thing i wanted ramble for a minute about is all the drama that people start over a computer. hell, i know different sides show when you dont have to look a person in the face or hear their voice, but come on kids, trying to start fights over computer jibber jabber is just plain ridiculous. before long most these kids wont even go outside of their houses to try and straighten things out. itll be a world of cyber-punches and binary shit talking. 'im going to kick your interass!' 'no, i am going to kick your interass!' that is seriously the way it sounds to me. spin around your little office chair, get off your numbed ass, and go straighten your problems out. sidenote: i think all this fighting is from sexual deprivation. teenage kids dont need to let all those hormones build up. its like a timebomb. or a computer virus waiting to spread for all the kids waving fists at their computer screens.
come on kids.
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