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Testicles: one, twoI'm bored, sitting here doing physics homework. The fun never stops in my room.
Well I haven't added any lyrics of my own. I don't put in full song lyrics of professionals because, that's lame. Why would you want to just whack in lyrics to songs that you copy and paste from a lyrics site? Think about it.
Okay well here are some lyrics in no particular order, none of them have music put behind them yet:
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We are given the gift of life, Then take it away all the same. Our televisions speak the wise. Through fads ands trends they numb the brain.
Turn around and see the destruction right behind you. Take a look and see corruption that surrounds you. We are given the gift of speech So SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LISTEN TO ME!
I tried, but everything I do seems to turn to shit! Nestled In The Arms Of Catatonia My Spirit Grows. Warped By All The Hate That Is Brought To Me, And All The Every Bullshit That I Can See. You Dumb Fastidious Fuck, Get Back On Your Knees! You Say I'm Belligrerent - Step Up And I Will Be! Let's See Conformity Help Get You Out Of This, 'Cause I Am Sick Of This Shit, Catabolists Are Bliss. I Am Not Your Scapegoat! I Am Now Your Fucking Slave! I Am Your One True God, Now Here Comes The Pain! I Am The Consummate One, You Limpid Little Fuck! And Now I'll Sanctify You By Ripping Out Your Heart...
Kill The Motherfuckers Who Are Trying To Change Me, I’m Gunna Be Me So Either Love Me Or Hate Me. You Wanna Fuckin Judge Me, Ima Rip You Apart, Go On, Say Some More Shit…I’ll Just Seal Your Mouth Shut… And Now You Wanna Hate Me Cause I’m Gunna Be Me, Well Step Up Motherfucker, Ima Hang You From A Tree. Go On, Take A Walk, Fuckin Run Just Like A Bitch, Cause Ima Hunt You Down And Break You Limb By Limb…
And Now You’re Gunna Die By My Hand, Holy Shit, Will This Pain Ever End…? I Don’t Give A Shit What You Think… Because You Are Fuckin Nothing To Me…
Babe, Can’t You See, You’re The One, Yeah You’re The One For Me. Without You, I Am Torn, Without You In My Life I Am Numb…
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Well yeah, a lot of them are old-sk0ol so they're aggressive, but fuck it. Comment them my children.
I have one of Laura's birthday presents here, I hope she likes it...
------- Daniel. ------- Stupid motorbike guyHello all.
Today I went into town with my older brother, Mathew. Walking down Peel street, we saw some silly kid who was on his L's, riding a motorbike. We crossed at a pedestrian crossing and he almost hit us so Mat said something along the lines of "yeah you better stop you fag". He then tried to say some shit, but he wasn't exactly loud about it. Then we continued up the street and he tried to roll along beside us, unfortunately for him, he can't control the bike and he nearly fell over. He gets my second "Whore award".
Well I've been catching up on a bit of guitar playing, and I got a little bit too into it and I cut the bridge of my hand, where I palm-mute. Meh, it's like that. Because I have forgotten a lot of the songs I used to play, I have been going through, album by album of Metallica and playing most of the songs. It would be easier to put in what songs I haven't played than what I have.
I hate it when parents tell you do things and 'act your age' etc. A lot of the time they are hypocritical about these exact things. My father has always brought me up to be half an hour early to something than 5 minutes late. This is a pretty good deal, but does this help when a lot of the rest of the world prefer to be that 5 minutes late? Of course not. I hate it when I have to wait more than what people say. If you're going to be 15 minutes, I prefer you to say 20 and be 5 minutes early than say 10 and be 5 minutes late. When you keep people waiting, they eventually get sick of it and begin to despise that one thing about you. As this tension mounts, moods can be set off very quickly and you may quite easily lose the friendship. Choose what you do to fit what you want to say. Don't follow the old saying "do as I say, not as I do".
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Daniel.
------- The Higher You Are, The Further You FallChoose a band/artist: Metallica
Answer the following questions ONLY using titles of their songs
Are you male or female: One Describe yourself: Master Of Puppets How do some people feel about you: Don't Tread On Me How do you feel about yourself: Better Than You Describe your ex girlfriend: Bad Seed Describe current girlfriend: Ain't My Bitch Describe where you want to be: The House The Jack Built Describe how you live: Seek And Destroy What would you ask for if you had just one wish: All Within My Hands Share a few words of Wisdom: To Live Is To Die Now say goodbye: Am I Evil? Found in the MSN Space account:
------- Daniel. ------- The cows enjoy the pastureHowdy.
Well I got back from the camp today, which is good I guess; I enjoyed it there a fair bit, most of the people there accepted the fact that I wear eyeliner and didn't judge me for it. Some took a bit of time to understand that I'm not some psycho 'goth' and that I was a nice person.
We left from McCarthy between 9:30am and 10:30am, stopping at Armidale to pick students up and for breakfast at the always-healthy McDonalds, then once more for a few minutes for a toilet break. We arrived between2pm and 4pm. Because the second bus, who picked the students up from the other schools was so far behind, we went down to the beach near where we were staying. It was 'too dangerous' for the young kiddies so we wern't aloud off the shore which sucked, but was still good to feel the water refresh you. After that we got all our rooms sorted and had our dinner, had meetings and then had the option of either watching the television, sitting outsite socialising or playing football. 10pm came and it was time for bed; yes, bedtime straight after playing football; their logic astounds me.
The next two days had us do aboriginal dancing, art, have guest speakers, play tenpin bowling and have a karoke night. I felt sick for a lot of the time for some crazy reason, but oh well. We had a police officer come and talk to us about joing the police force; an organisation for tutors, and other various people. The karoke, as most of you would guess, was lame for me. They played the music I mainly dislike with people killing it again.
Overall I enjoyed my time at Yarrawarra and given the opportunity, I would do it again. I met a few really interesting people there, some I want to keep in contact with, but sadly, I have not the courage to, but that's life.
By the way, if I failed to mention this before, it was an aboriginal camp. Yes, I'm aboriginal. I am living proof that not all aboriginals are deadshits. I play the electric guitar, well, am in year 12 at a catholic school, have my own opinions of the world around us and choose to voice them in the least violent way possible, I am going to university for engineering, and finally, I love men. I'm not boasting, just showing the racist fucks up.
This was a purdy boring little entry, I apologise, but I wanted to write it so FUCK YOU!
Keep the comments coming, I love it all.
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Daniel.
------- Who's in charge of my head today?After reading a comment from a random "michelle" in my last blog, I have decided to state this:
I write in here, the stuff I want to. People can disagree or agree, it's their decision. When someone comes up and says to me that I should start living in the real world after telling about why the real world is fucked up, I question the intelligence of society.
If you don't like this space, get the fuck out, there is the happy lttle red cross up the top-right of your screen, do not say negative things to me and give me no opportunity to defend myself. If you leave a bad comment as "Mr. Stealth", I will simply delete the comment; I don't have the time nor patience for you fucking cowards.
The world we live in is full of good and bad, if we don't publicise the negative, we won't ever progress to a world that has any harmony in it whatsoever. This space is a very comical space, I'm not raining hellfire onto you, I'm not making the world to be a big bad place. I like living. I enjoy my life. I'm happy with who I am and what I do. I don't like people telling me what I do is a waste of time, or insult me because of it.
A 'random' person, who SAM would agree, left the inspiration for this entry; Thank you Mr. Stealth.
Let this be your warning, you piss me off and you will lose your genitals.
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Daniel.
------- The Satanic Bible [Pt. II]Hey there, just putting in some more parts of the Satanic Bible; youse seemed to enjoy it.
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You cannot love everyone; it is ridiculous to think you can. If you love everyone and everything you lose your natural powers of selection and wind up being a pretty poor judge of character and quality. If anything is used too freely it loses its true meaning. Love is one of the most intense emotions felt by man; another is hate. Forcing yourself to feel indiscriminate love is very unnatural. If you try to love everyone you can only lessen your feelings for those who deserve your love. Repressed hatred can lead to many physical and emotional ailments. By learning to release your hatred towards those who deserve it, you cleanse yourself of these malignant emotions and need not take you pent-up hatred out on your loved ones.
Satanism has been thought of as being synonymous with cruelty and brutality. This is so only because people are afraid to facethe truth - and the truth is that human beings are not all benign or all loving. Just because the Satanist admits he is capable of both love and hate, he is considered hateful. On the contrary, because he is able to give vent to his hatred through ritualised expression, he is far more capable of love - the deepest kind of love. By honestly recognising and admitting to both the hate and the love he feels, there is no confusing one emotion with the other. Without being able to experience one of these emotions, you cannot fully experience the other.
Satanism represents kindness to those who deserve it instead of love wasted on ingrates!
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By the way, I'm not putting these in to try to convert anyone away from their religions, I'm simply putting in interesting things of a different religion. Do what you will, don't make me your scapegoat.
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Daniel.
------- Your soul is MINE!Well hello all my toenail clippings!
Steak, peas, corn, mashed potato and carrots are on my plate; coffee is in my cup. Dinner. *taunts all with the yumminess of his dinner*
Today, I had the hiccups a few times, I hate the hiccups.
First I had Chemistry, it was average, I guess. During my double-free I did Physics work, the only way to spend the time away from school work at school. Then came the beloved year meeting, where Dougs [the principal] gave us a speech about how we have responsibilities and consequences for our actions, then he didn't even scratch the surface of our rights. As the school motto serves "recieve, worship, serve", we do our serving, and receive a lot of SHIT for it. Next came Mrs. Barrett, who tells us about careers and university things. Other things were said there from other teachers, for example, Mrs. Banson told us that our 'work ethic' or some shit like that in our English lessons, is bad. What the fuck do they expect from the majority of a grade hating English, doing English?
After lunch was Religion, we wrote, a lot. Then I had music where we bludged for most of it, and then mucked around for a while. Wow....
I came home, relaxed for a bit, continued my Physics work and asked my brother for my necklace back that he borrowed; borrowed and left 'in town'. Typical.
So here I am, food in my belly, your soul on my mind and a man in my pants...
Tomorrow I am performing for one of the year 7 creative arts classes; should be a good warm up for the prac music lesson period 4 and the lunchtime session. Booyah.
Zen > iPod.
Apple™ 4 MEN.
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Daniel.
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The Satanic Bible [Pt. I]I read some of the Satanic Bible last night and this afternoon when I got home from school, thinking it would be about some crazy cult who do illicit things as part of one of the many rituals included in the Satanic religion. I was very surprised, and impressed by what I read:
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For all the centuries of shouting-down the Devil has received, he has never shouted back at his detractors.
NINE SATANIC STATEMENTS 1. Satan represents indulgence, instead of abstinence! 2. Satan represents vital existence, instead of spiritual pipe dreams! 3. Satan represents undefiled wisdom, instead of hypocritical self-deceit! 4. Satan represents kindness to those who deserve it, instead of love wasted on ingrates! 5. Satan represents vengeance, instead of turning the other cheek! 6. Satan represents responsibility to the responsible, instead of concern for psychic vampires! 7. Satan represents man as just another animal, sometimes better, more often worse than those that walk on all-fours, who, because of his "divine spiritual and intellectual development", have become the most vicious animal of all! 8. Satan represents all of the so-called sins, as they all lead to physical, mental, or emotional gratification! 9. Satan has been the best friend the church has ever had, as he has kept it in business all these years!
Anyone who thinks of Satan as evil should consider all the men, women, children, and animals that have died because it was "God's will”.
When a Satanist commits a wrong, he realizes that it is natural to make a mistake - and if he is truly sorry about what he has done, he will learn from it and take care not to do the same thing again. If he is not honestly sorry about what he has done, and knows he will do the same thing over and over, he has no business confessing and asking forgiveness in the first place. But this is exactly what happens. People confess their sins so that they can clear their consciences - and be free to go out and sin again, usually the same sin.
The seven deadly sins of the Christian Church are: greed, pride, envy, anger, gluttony, lust, and sloth.
A Satanist knows there is nothing wrong with being greedy, as it only means that he wants more than he already has. Envy means to look with favour upon the possessions of others, and to be desirous of obtaining similar things for oneself. Envy and greed are the motivating forces of ambition - and without ambition, very little of any importance would be accomplished. Gluttony is simply eating more than you need to keep yourself alive. When you have overeaten to the point of obesity, another sin - pride - will motivate you to regain an appearance that will renew your self-respect. Anyone who buys an article of clothing for a purpose other than covering his body and protecting it from the elements is guilty of pride. Being reluctant to get up in the morning is to be guilty of sloth, and if you lie in bed long enough you may find yourself committing yet another sin - lust. To have the faintest stirring of sexual desire is to be guilty of lust. In order to insure the propagation of humanity, nature made lust the second most powerful instinct, the first being self-preservation. Realizing this, the Christian Church made fornication the "Original Sin". In this way they made sure no one would escape sin. Your very state of being is as a result of sin - the Original sin! The strongest instinct in every living thing is self-preservation, which brings us to the last of the seven deadly sins - anger. Is it not our instinct for self-preservation that is aroused when someone harms us, when we become angry enough to protect ourselves from further attack? Since man's natural instincts lead him to sin, all men are sinners; and all sinners go to hell. If everyone goes to hell, then you will meet all your friends there. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I will add more as time moves on. Comment, please.
Those of you who are part of the Christian faith will most likely ignore all the above and continue living out your life by the church. Enjoy you life, sucka.
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Daniel.
------- Ride The LightningWell, today was interesting. It all started by waking up because of my sore arm, then falling asleep because I was tired. I had a strange dream, somebody messed with my mind and I saw crazy things, then I was too freaked to go home, so then dad told me to lay in this large pile of rubbish where then some catholics came and gave me a huge cheese roll then dad came back and then he was laying back in the backof the cruiser, driving with a remote control.
Next thing, I woke up and looked around, then had a shower, washed my hair, brushed my teeth etc. then started recording more songs with my Zen. Then, while recording Sweet Child O' Mine...BOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!!!! Thunder cracks loudly all around me. So I finish the song and walk outside where I see mum, and then she tells me that I should put some shoes on because the lightning struck OUR PADDOCK AND IT'S NOW ON FIRE!!!! So I ran down, like a horny goat, to the firey area, then the wind picks up, so then the fire spreads, like a plague of gay men invading a town, spreading their HIV/AIDS around. So, I run to the neighbours house, call the fire brigade-- quick smart, then look back and see half the paddock has been burned and the neighbours paddock(s) etc. So a few minutes later, I see the big red beast come roaring up the road, equipped with a large tank of jism...i mean...
While all this was going on, Mathew, my older brother, was at the house looking on because he fell over one of the dogs and sprained his ankle. And yeah, that's about all for my lightning story. I named this blog, Ride The Lightning, appropriately.
I have been recording stuff using my Zen over the weekend, Me playing my guitar to songs that are in the background, I've only just realised how cool some stuff sounds live, and how bad I am at guitar solos. haha. Some of the songs I have recorded include:
Radiant Eclipse, Rose Of Sharyn, Ain't My Bitch, King Nothing, Hero Of The Day, Sad But True, The Unnamed Feeling, Sweet Child O' Mine, The Outlaw Torn, My Last Breath, [sic], Back In Black, Am I Evil, Know Your Enemy, Laid To Rest, Seek And Destroy, Sanitarium, St. Anger, Life To Lifeless, Master Of Puppets, Wherever I May Roam, Toxiticy, Unholy Confessions, When Darkness Falls, a shitload of mine and Jono's creations and the 3 full songs theh band has made.
So yeah, fair bit, it's fun.
I'm sitting here with coffee, and It's almost empty, I'm about to cut my wrists, because I'm emo. Being an emo means that I have to cut myself when stupid fucking things like that happen doesn't it. Fucking lamers.
I'm going on some crazay aboriginal camp next week, I went on it last year, I am different to what I was then. YaaY.
School tomorrow, more conversation recordings and such. Double maths, should be fun, as maths is.
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Daniel.
------- Some thoughts...Just thought I'd put some opinions of mine out for people to see.
The other day someone at school asked me if I was a "goth". The problem with that is, a true 'goth' wouldn't admit to being goth, because the conformists labelled them, not the 'goth' person. Any person who up and says "I'm a goth" obviously isn't anything of the kind. It pisses me off when people go around saying "hey i'm goth/emo/hardcore/random" etc. because if they were that 'type' of person, you would find it out yourself; they think they have to proove to be the person, when really, all they do is look like a fuckwit.
I was once a member of the site www.vampirefreaks.com . Yes, it all started off good and well, meeting with people with 'like-minds' and such. A few months later, I read all the comments people left me, every one of them were "whoa, you're hot" or "whoa, you have awesome taste in music". The only thing that seemed to happen on vampirefreaks.com, was people search randomly for profiles, then look at their pics/music taste, then they will think about talking to them. It seemed to me, be a site where people who hated society came together to make their own society, contradicting their own ways.
There is a poster on one of the library windows, facing the old canteen that says "Dare to be different." Why do they have it there? Maybe they like the penguins, I don't know, because if I was to...say...wear eyeliner, or nailpolish, I'd be in trouble, trouble for beingg an individual, daring to be different.
There are so many things you can bitch about in this life, some need to be expressed to the public, some are a bit personal for everyone to see; one thing for sure is that simply complaining about a problem is not enough; you cannot wait around for someone else to fix it. If you bitch about something, do something to fix it.
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Daniel.
------- Mixed emotions.BOOYAH!
So yesterday, I decided to start recording recess/lunchtime conversations at the table, using my ZEN. That's right, ZEN! The iPod sucks the wang! IPODS SUCK! Okay.
And yeah. My arm still hurts from giving blood last friday, it sucks. I'm staying home because I'm sick...ahhh well.
Yesterday we got a black out, it sucked because I actually WANTED to do my homework. I upset my Laura last night, I feel so bad...I want her to know I didn't mean to, I never want to hurt her, ever...
I love you Laura...
Together Forever... Perfection...
"It's like walking with two legs, and then all of a sudden, one goes." Sam
"Damn, that sucks." Daniel
HaHaHaHa...
Sooo yeah...
I'm drinking some coffee and I'm about to do my homework, then clean my room. I wish I could talk to Laura...I need to know how she feels...I need to know that she is okay...
Today we have been together for 13 months...
One day I will marry her.
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Daniel.
------- Without A NameWell hello all who are reading my blog! Nothing interesting has happened to me, like always. I have been doing homework, lots of homework. Ahhhhh the joys of being in year 12... Yesterday [Tuesday] was an awesome day. It all started off watching two sparrows hop around, then eat part of my LCM bar. Period one came and I found myself in a practical lesson in Physics. Then came Maths, it was purdy easy to understand. Then came recess, I bludged around at the table. Next was a double of practical music. It was awesome, jammin to songs we barely remembered, making all kinds of ruckus. Then it was lunch, Denton joined us, singing his little heart out. Then lunch finished, I cried, then went to Chemistry which was yet another prac. Then I had a free and went home.
So, I've been feeling rather musical for the past say, 3 weeks; so here is a list of songs I want to play with the band...NOTE: Some I/we can already play:
Metallica - Seek And Destroy
Metallica - For Whom The Bell Tolls
Metallica - Fade To Black
Metallica - The Call of Ktulu [Instrumental]
Metallica - Master Of Puppets
Metallica - Welcome Home (Sanitarium)
Metallica - Leper Messiah
Metallica - Blackened
Metallica - One
Metallica - Harvester Of Sorrow
Metallica - Orion [Instrumental]
Metallica - Enter Sandman
Metallica - The Unforgiven
Metallica - Wherever I May Roam
Metallica - Nothing Else Matters
Metallica - Ain't My Bitch
Metallica - King Nothing
Metallica - The Unnamed Feeling Rage Against The Machine - Killing In The Name
Rage Against The Machine - Know Your Enemy Rage Against The Machine - Bulls On Parade
Silverchair - Pure Massacre
Silverchair - Freak
Silverchair - Ana's Song
Silverchair - Tomorrow
The Misfits - Last Caress
Led Zepplin - Stairway To Heaven
Avenged Sevenfold - Unholy Confessions
Avenged Sevenfold - Radiant Eclipse
Guns N' Roses - Sweet Child O' Mine
Guns N' Roses - Civil War
Guns N' Roses - Don't Cry [Original Version]
Marilyn Manson - Sweet Dreams
System Of A Down - Aerials
System Of A Down - Chop Suey
System Of A Down - Toxicity
Okay that's enough for now...There are, no doubt, plenty of others I want to learn but FUCK IT. Speaking of the band, Kyle Denton might be our singer, if he wants it an all us members [Myself, Jono, Nick and Chris] want him. Coolio.
I got something to say: I killed your baby today. It doesn't matter much to me as long as it's dead. Awesome lyrics. Anywho...
So today I wore eyeliner to school again, it's funny as to how many people stare. Wankers. Oh that's right, if I wear makeup, I must be gay, so forget the fact that I have a girlfriend of almost 13 months now and believe that! Wait, no, I might be GoThIc right? I'm no fucking goth, I am me, if you don't like that fact, FIGHT ME. Nah I won't fight you, I'll run like the bitch I am.
Assembly was on today, who doesn't love Mr. McDougall's speaches? I get orgasmic every time I hear him say "consequently..." He says it, and I ejaculate all over myself, and let the priests lick it off. Okay, so I don't do that. They do get some pleasure though, not only do they have the 'confession box', where they make you get naked and put your bum through this little hole and have their way with you while you cry for the "Lord's Mercy"; they also freelance men that they don't know, filthy alleys...they love balls.
Okay, so I don't like priests touching me. Honestly, a cactus is the better alternative to have in your body cavities than a priest. I really hate priests. MEN.
So yeah, I'm sitting here, drinking my coffee listening to music.
Okay I don't know what to write...
Suggest me songs and schtuff...I don't know what to play. No gay shit. Nobody comments me, I cry.
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Daniel.
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My Perfect Laura...To my beautiful Laura...
Laura. Laura Pegrum. Laura Celeste Pegrum.
Laura is the one who sticks by me when everybody else turns their back.
Laura is the one who buys my eyeliner whem I'm too shy to.
Laura is not ashamed of me.
Laura doesn't mind when I fall asleep on the phone.
Laura continues talking to me on the phone even after she knows I fell asleep a few minutes ago.
Laura pretends to like coffee so I don't feel bad when I kiss her after drinking some.
Laura tickles me, a lot, then apologises, then tickles me more.
Laura steals my socks, but that's okay because I have hers.
Laura is always beautiful, no matter what she's doing.
Laura likes bullet shells.
Laura left her tweezers here.
Laura love giving hugs to me, lots.
Laura likes running around in the rain.
Laura loves me for me.
Laura wouldn't dare cheat on me.
Laura steals the blankets when we sleep, lots.
Laura's body fits perfectly into mine when we sleep.
Laura has a small bed.
Laura wears lots of eyeliner.
Laura knows I have stopped listening to her ranting 5 minutes ago but keeps going anyway.
Laura has a scary sister.
Laura likes me wearing makeup.
Laura enjoys taunting me about my arachnephobia.
Laura is perfect.
Laura is the one I want to spend the rest of my life with.
Laura will be with me forever.
Laura, I Love you.
No word will ever come close to the feelings I have for you. You make me happy in the darkest of times; you make me laugh when I am crying; you make me feel loved when I am hated. Laura honey, not a moment passes by in the day that I'm not thinking of you and the times we spent together or the times we will spend together. We will be together forever. We will redefine the meaning of the 'perfect couple'. I will stick by you when everybody else turns their back, I will comfort you when all seems lost. I will make sure you live you life happily, even if it means I have to sacrifice my own.
Laura Celeste Pegrum, I love you more than life itself. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to spend every day of my life showing you how much I love you.
Love now, and forever...
Daniel Thomas Allen.
xXx Away from me, beast.Well hello all.
So it's roughly 2am Monday morining and I need some sleep to function for the rest of the day but can't manage to get any. Oh well. My weekend consisted of sleeping, lots, playing guitar, lots, sitting on the net, lots and a little bit of homework. I just finished watching my Metallica: Cunning Stunts music DVD for the second time in 24 hours, Blade Trinity and now I have Harry Potter: Prisoner Of Azkaban. WoooW.
So yeah, there honestly isn't much to write about and I'm too tired to make up some crazy ramblings. I really need some sleep.
So tomorrow I have a double of religion and no frees, tomorrow sucks the wang..bigly. Okay well I'm going now, nothing to write about. Whoa, a short blog from me. HA. So kill me, ya wanker.
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Daniel.
------- And out of the mist and the madness...Hello my children.
So, I just woke up and seeing as though I can't get into town and it's like an oven outside, I decided to come on here. I got myself a coffee and a dohnut...What else would you want of a morning except maybe a large gun to shoot at people's toes with..?
Alright so here I am, equipped with a coffee and a dohnut and my mum comes in and says "do you have any good DVD's in here?" Seeing as though I don't, I was like "no." She went all "okay," then left.
Okay so now I'm stuck in a dilemna, I've eaten my dohnut and I'm just about to drink the last bit of coffee but the kitchen is say...20-25 steps away and my chair is clutching onto me like a paedophile clutches his prey...I know! I'll call mum for a coffee. :) Okay no I won't, she wouldn't be too happy...fuck it. I shall return.
So coffee has back in my cup and a smile is on my face...All I need now is something to talk about. I know! My day yesterday.
So yesterday, I walked up to a guy and told him he has a hot arse, he kind of moved away from me really fast, it made me sad.
Alright so I had a free first up and Bentley, Eliza, Jono D, Nick and myself were at the table because we love to 'rebel.' Then one of the librarians, I have no idea what her name is told us to go in, so we did and they gave me a newspaper with me in it. The article was a load of shit. The only true things in it was the picture [obviously] and my two quotes. Then second period came...Chemistry where we did a small practical on testinng the PH levels of different soil samples. Then came recess where I had to go to the blood bank to give my sweet nectar of life. We got there at 11 and got back to school at 12:30.
So at the blood bank when the nurse jabbed me with the needle, I stabbed her...in my mind. It was a regular donation and all was cool but when she took the needle out, it didn't stop bleeding, so I stabbed her, in my mind. So 15 minutes later, it stopped bleeding. So I got back to school as previously mentioned, at 12:30 which meant there were 10 minutes left of period 4 which in my case, was prac music. Luckily it went on through lunch, because if not, I would've brought my guitar for nothing. Anywho, we jammed, rather badly through songs we haven't played for months but was still a purdy good jam. English was after lunch which turned out to be a normal english lesson. Then came Physics which I kind of like.
The journey home was annoying, I had to walk home in 41 degree heat WITH my guitar only to find out that Adam, Holly [Adam's girlfriend] and Mum are home and they ALL left just as I was walking in my front gate. That pissed me off. I also left 2 of my guitar leads, my wah pedal, multi effects pedal and my dc adapter so I can't play as much for the weekend. Oh well. MEN!
Well I've run out of coffee again and I should like, do the dishes or something so I'm going to finish up here. Hey look! A screwdriver!!
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Daniel.
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I'm giving blood tomorrow, because I'm nice and stuff. I miss out on maths which is pretty cool. Well that's my entire day...boring. Oh well.
------- Daniel. ------- Day 1: 2006So...Today was the first day of school...Wow...Interesting...
It started off as a year meeting in the PAC that I wasn't told about because my bus gets here late and the school can't have any fucking patience to wait for us. Oh well, after that we were given our new homerooms and then sent to them. There we were given our timetables, "School Planner" and our new House teams. After that we went to the hall for our lovely assembly. We sat for 45 minutes before Dougs decided to start things up. He went on about some shit ... I didn't pay attention, he can't speak to his students. He says the word "consequently" way to many times and doesn't get to the point in the quickest way possible. Then the new teachers were welcomes etc. etc.
Recess came and went, then I had my first lesson of the day, Physics; we had a double. I left at 12noon to go to my dentist appointment for the cap I chipped off my tooth at the Graduation Dinner for the Summer School. Apparently I have lots of Caries [that's bad]. So yeah, now the area around that tooth is a bit tender. So yeah!
So, for all people in my position-- grade 12, we're on the home stretch...Three more terms. For most of us, we have grown into people we should be proud of; some of us have had the same friend(s) since the first few years of our school life. Most of us have flourished as people and have much to give back to the world. Some of us still haven't passed that line that separates the mature from the childish. As the days roll on, we become that little bit closer to the HSC, we become that little bit closer to the end of our High School journey. And as that will eventually pass us by, we will have to say goodbye to our classmates and friends. Some we will keep contact with for many years to come, others we seem to 'not have enough time' left for them; one thing is for sure, that goodbye will mark the end of the unity of our grades. One day in the future we will look back on these days and remember all the drama that goes with teenage life. One day we will all look back on these days and say "good times, good times." We will wonder what life would have been like if we did do 'that' with 'them' and whatnot and then try to get in contact with old friends for a coffee just to catch up. These days will be remembered as the best days of our lives, and I can't think of a better bunch of people to spend them with. Make the most of the time we have left together, don't be afraid to become friends with someone you barely know now. Do it before it comes too late and you just get left thinking what things would have been like.
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