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So I now have that tatoo on my upper left arm.. I like it. Do you? Not that Ill really care if you dont. I got it in Deep Ellum when we played there the other night. Methinks its nifty. Its the Coheed and Cambria Emblem. I hear that girls think guys with tatoos are cool? Sadly, Ill be the exception. Oh well. Anyway Its monday and no school tommorrow again. This should be a fun evening. | | |
| Well I don't feel better
When I'm f**king around
And I don't write better
When I'm stuck in the ground
So don't teach me a lesson
Cause I've already learned
Yeah the sun will be shining
And my children will burn
Oh the heart beats in its cage
I don't want what you want
I don't feel what you feel
See I'm stuck in a city
But I belong in a field
Yeah we got left, left, left, left, left, left, left
Now it's three in the morning and you're eating alone
Oh the heart beats in its cage
All our friends, they're laughing at us
All of those you loved you mistrust
Help me I'm just not quite myself
Look around there's no one else there
I went to the concert and I fought through the crowd
Guess I got too excited when I thought you were around
Oh you gotta laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh
I'm sorry you were thinking; I would steal your fire.
My heart beats in its cage
Yes the heart beats in its cage
Alright
And the heart beats in its cage
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| Good Weekend. Hung out with some old friends with the band, and it was really cool. It was Zacks 21st birthday. 21 years old and he owns an established restaurant. Anyway, we have a show at the lions den this weekend. It would be cool if everyone who read this came. In your pants. Or to the show. www.myspace.com/gatewaysofthecity . Man I really have to pee right now. I'm debating on getting up and walking the three feet to the toilet, but im air jammin to some Mark Tom and Travis show right now. So I face a dilemma; Do I go deposit my liquid torture in the John and loose rhythm, or do I urinate all over myself as the song comes to a close and have the fulfillment of playing the Travis Barker solo at the end in the air? Curse you bladder. Sent to torture me with your small capacity for fluid. Ok so I just got up and peed because the song was over and I didn't pee myself when I did the drum solo. I love it when things go my way. We got a winebego for our summer tour and for all the trips out of town we have to take. Its got 6 beds, a full kitchen and a full bathroom that you can even go # 2 in the toilet. What more can one ask for? So ive come to the conclusion that we are going to get signed. I mean whats stopping us? We have the music, the shows, the sex appeal. So did the last Weezer album piss anyone else off? Ever since Rivers Cuomo became a celebate,weed-free Buddhist, his music has gone to dog excrement. So Rivers, take your Buddha statue, carve a screen and a carb, and call Mary Jane. We need more blue album. And being a Buddhist doesnt make you "cool" or different. It makes you another Hollywood sellout. I'm so freaking ready to graduate. I'm ready to hit the road this summer in our RV. I cant wait. Thomas and I had a nice chat today about after high school. Thomas is probably the smartest kid in our school and he realizes, just like I do, that life is more about grades and socializing and relationships. Life is about fulfillment. Im going on tour with the band. Thomas is going to travel the world. One day well probably end up in collage, but to the rest of you, stop worrying so much. Live. Im turning into a hippie aren't I? Oh well. Bottom line:
Thomas, Mance, Brandon= Supreme beings of unlimited power
You= Feces
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| What? Consecutive xanga entries? Im bored.
Bleh. Booop. Booooner.
I wanna get out of Longview with our music. Its coming.
Kennys openly gay, and Brandon and I figured its not fun to make fun of him anymore.
I dont know what I believe in the religious world.
I shouldnt make fun of Corey for being scared of clowns.
Tex likes 5 year olds.
Contrary to popular belief, Brandon and I aren't engaged, and no, his girlfriend is not a cover up for our homosexuality.
I want a girlfriend. Or at least someone there.
Griff will have to do for now.
I love Griff.
I love Music.
I miss being little and not having a care in the world.
I hate spam mail.
Im gonna miss high school.
Not doing one act is one of the biggest regrets I have.
Quitting the band for one act would have been the biggest regret I would have ever had.
I need to get the tire changed on my car.
You should come to Cantons Friday if your 18.
Calvin and Hobbes is the greatest literature ever written.
Coheed and Cambria.
Life is depressing sometimes. Its full of regrets of what you did, and full of things you wish would happen, when you know theres no chance. Sometimes laying back and taking time seems like a good idea. Sometimes it is. Sometimes it isnt. Its my senior year. Why not? I wish that really was the logic I used.
When the f**k did we get ice cream?
Did you get ice cream.
I hope you feel that reading this was a waste of your time.
Another sucessful attempt to piss someone off.
Night.
Coheed and Cambria
A broad incision sits across the evening
A victim to our fathers lost war
The restless children sit and mourn the graves
Of those they've never seen before
Will they be buried here among the dead?
In the silent secret
The pioneers
In dealing with it they march for dawn, of Will and worthy
The truth be told the child was born
Man your own jackhammer
Man your battle stations
We'll have you dead pretty soon
Sincerely written from my brother's blood machine
Man your own battle station
We'll have you home pretty soon
Awake through motion with curiosity to curtain your first move
Over arm's length they'll break protocol
Jealous envy for the youngest one
To be the hero is all I'll ask
Can I be buried here among the dead?
With room to honor me here in the end
You'll be better off too soon
You'll be better off when you get home
The pioneers
In dealing with it they march for dawn, for Will and worthy
The truth be told the child was born
Man your own jackhammer
Man your battle stations
We'll have you dead pretty soon
Sincerely written from my brother's blood machine
Man your own battle station
We'll have you home pretty soon
For you
I'd do anything
Just to make you happy
Hear you tell me that you're proud of me
For them
I'll kill anything
Cut the throats of babies for them
Break their hearts for they were them
Waiting for you to say
"I love you too"
The navigator
The pilot
Her favorite
The one they call the vision that bears the gift
The navigator
The pilot
Her favorite
The one they call the vision that bears the gift
Will,
Do the children really understand
The things you did to them?
And why, oh why?
Should they conjure up the will?
For you, my love, I would kill him
We're coming home pretty soon
Coming home
In the seventh turning hour
Will the victims shadow fall?
Should the irony grow hungry?
With the victory and all they sought for
We were one among the Fence
One among the Fence
We're coming home
Man your own jackhammer
Man your battle stations
We'll have you dead pretty soon
And now
Sincerely written from my brother's blood machine
Man your battle stations
We'll have you home pretty soon
Tonight
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| When I was in the military they gave me a medal for killing two men and a discharge for loving one. ~Epitaph of Leonard P. Matlovich, 1988 (Thank you, Marlene.)
Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands? ~Ernest Gaines
Homosexuality is god's way of insuring that the truly gifted aren't burdened with children. ~Sam Austin
Everybody's journey is individual. If you fall in love with a boy, you fall in love with a boy. The fact that many Americans consider it a disease says more about them than it does about homosexuality. ~James Baldwin
Kiss my Natural Black Ass. ~ Kenney Manning
One would ponder, what do all these quotes have in common? What do all these outspoken gentlemen have in common Mance? Well, dear reader, the answer is that all quotes were taken from men who have homosexual preferences.
And so the onslaught begins.
I was a bit depressed when I got home about an hour ago. Today was my eighteenth birthday, and all I had recieved was a nice gift from Brandon and a few "Happy Birthdays!" here and there. Not to say all this wasnt greatly appreciated. But on one's eighteenth birthday, such a special occasion leaves one craving for a large gift. It was then I recieved a call. "Mance, Kenny came out of the closet tonight!". I thought at first it was just theatre heresay, as many rumors like this are. As I listened to details, I began to actually consider that this could be true, so I called and asked the source if it were true. My amazement has never been greater than it was about fifteen minutes ago. Kenny Manning is openly gay now. Which leads me to the conclusion that a higher power gave me a birthday gift that no one on this earth could have. New Material. Its not that I really dislike Kenny, its just everyone else makes fun of him and Im insecure. Now my coolness is secured, for what better to bash him with than the fact that he likes sausage? However, there is a question to be considered here. If Kenny knows that he is gay, then there is, somewhere out in this world, a male object of Kennys affection, for how would a person know if they were gay if they didnt have feelings for the same sex? So now we, the male portion of the student body, must ask ourselves who it is, so that we may deliver him from the evil one. Im guessing John Allen. Now I bet your all thinking, Wow, Mance, Brandon and Skye are going to be horribly mean to him now, to a point where he's going to kill himself. Well have no fear, we would never do that. The talk around scho0l will do that for him.
In Closing I would like to thank you, higher power, for my birthday present, and give you, the reader, my theory on the Kenny Manning/John Allen baby, after Kenny Undergoes a sex Change.
Ahem:
Kenny
+
John Allen
=
 Micheal "Jackson" Allen
I know what your thinking. And I agree.
"Dueces".
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