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I have migrated!I no longer use MSNSpaces as my blog thingy. I have moved to the dark side, when I say dark side I mean MySpace.com. If you want to check it out [and I hope you do] click HERE!!
Soo yeah! I'm leaving this open for picture galleries etc and will check it weekly but don't expect my super-cool blogs here any more, they'll be on my space.
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Daniel.
------- The last dayToday is my last full day in Cairns; tomorrow I leave at 7:15pm. The two weeks spent here have been some of the most enjoyable even though weather FROM HELL stopped us doing a lot of things we wanted to; I think it rained every day that I was here... That's life for you. I'm staying at my sisters place until Wednesday when mum and dad pick me up on the way home. I don't want to go, I don't want to have to say "until next time" again.
School starts in 8 days and I've done no study or homework. I still have my physics exam to sit and I haven't studied or anything which kind of sucks, but it's all good. It's going to be interesting to see what the school says about my eyebrow peircing. I'm not taking it out, I'm only going to change the bar in it, they better not make me eat their ears off...because I will do it.
These 14 days have opened my eyes to some of the brutalities of the human mind. It amazes me that we do some of the things we do, but I don't understand the purpose of them. Some things we think we 'want' or 'need' are simply extensions to what beautiful things we already posess; we get greedy. If there is just the one message I have stumbled across these holidays it's this: 'Cherish the things you have. Until someone threatens to take them from you or somebody already has, you don't realise how much they mean to you.' As cliche as that may sound right now, it's really true. Sift through the bullshit fed to you and you'll find the truth in a form like no other - pure. Unfortunately it's unattainable [purity].
Society in general annoy me. Their trends, their social grace; it's all bullshit. It's amazing how you can be so sure that you've come to understand someone, really but then to only have it all spat in your face. The things I say you may not be able to relate to...Yet, but trust me, one day you will read over these and know exactly what I mean. Who can you trust if not your friends? How many of you readers have 'friends' that you really hate inside? I don't understand why we do it. I'm spitting shit now, it's all my opinions but without my chain of thought, wowwy. I'm going to stop now, I'll write more opinions in a more composed manner soon but until then think about who you are and what you do, there is so much you can and SHOULD change.
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Daniel
------- Squirrelly wrathHello all!!
I'm in Cairns at the moment and Laura is sleeping so I thought I might put in a new blog, because I know how you all LOVE reading my blogs and all...ahem, yes, men.
For those of you who don't know: I went to Newcastle on Saturday 8th April to spent a night with my sister and on Sunday caught a train to Sydney, and then a plane to Cairns. The train ride was boring as a mofo, anyone who goes on trains for that long, make sure you bring some entertainment. The plane was early but due to a thunderstorm over Cairns we had to circle around in the sky above Cairns for roughly 45 minutes. We finally landed and Laura was there, waiting...and then we went back to her place and yeah. That was a big day because I was tooooooo cold in Stacey's place to sleep so I woke up at 5am and bludged for however many hours it was before the train.
We went over town and other various shenannigans for Monday and Tuesday. On Wednesday I got my eyebrow peirced, it looks purdy sweet I think. Yesterday we went to Kuranda, that was alrite I guess; we went to the venom zoo which was purdy informative and stuff. Well yeah, that's about all we have done. We're probably going to the beach today, maybe.
That's about all that needs to be written, I'll check for comments here and there but don't expect another entry for a week or so.
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Daniel
------- Freedom...Yeah, right!My exams are done! Well, all except Physics, which I will be doing next term. I'm so glad they're over, so much less stress right now. On Tuesday I did my Music performance assessment task, not too shabby, not too good. Wednesday saw me sit the English and Religion exams, once again, not too shabby but not too good either. Yesteday I had my Chemistry exam which I studied so much for, and went surprisingly good compared to what I thought I would but yeah I didn't understand all questions sooo can't expect too good marks. Today I did Mathematics and Music- Aural, I went pretty well in maths and one of the questions [Question 4] I did in a past paper last night soo yeah, There's some easy marks.
Today was my last day for the term, only 2 terms left...Daunting isn't it? The thought that in 9 months time we'll be done, for ever... Ahhh well, true life is just around the corner, guess I should be happy? I guess I don't want school to end...I mean, I've been going there for half of my life...Friendships will end- they're sacrificed for a taste of the 'real world'. I don't want to grow up...I want to be this old forever...My home is here, and soon I will be gone.
I will post more things to talk about later, but right now, I need to prepare for Cairns...
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Daniel.
------- The Concert, Thoughts and MenThe concert was purdy good... Kyle Denton kicked things off with a SHITTY AMP and had to start again. For his first performance in front of the school, he fucking rocked; HE ROCKED OKAY! I got many erections from that kid...err..err...MEN! Next up, Jewboy, Callan and Nick joined him and performenced "On my Mind" and then "A bit of sunshine of your love". They were purdy farkin sweet, That collection of musicians go well.
We [the Masters] were up next, and what other song but MASTER OF PUPPETS would be more appropriate for such an occasion? We made one, just one mistake, straight after the solo; but we had to fuck up somewhere. Zac, my pro photographer for the day recorded the soft part, instrumental, solo and outro into one video clip; it's sweet, and the little girls were screaming, THEY WERE SCREAMING! Ha. The second song we played was "Pure Massacre", we stuffed up the ending, but in general it was really good.
The year 10's did "Enter Sandman" and "For Whom The Bell Tolls", with two singers..and no bassist. The musical side of it was good. I think Luke needs to remember that he isn't singing to a bunch of try-hard hardcore people. He needs to not be so...lame. One of the big things about performances is to know your audience and know what to do, and what not to do; take for example, the two girls who were dancing...Why the fuck did they do that AT A FUCKING SCHOOL!? Stupid if you ask me. But hey, I must be gay, WITH MEN!
Well I have pictures to post, and studying to do. I hope you all enjoyed the concert, I liked performing. Hopefully there will be more next term. Feedback would be MOST appreciated; please?
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Daniel.
------- Hit the lightsBOO! That's right motherfuckers.
Tomorrow is the day of performance; when us musicians and the sort go on stage and show off what we can do. Pity half the performers are really bad. I'm not knocking people who aren't good, I'm knocking people who aren't good but go around saying that they are. Well yeah... Tomorrow should be alright... Anyone who takes pics and shit, please email them to me or something creative like that.
I'm finally almost caught up in Chemistry again, we did esterification today, interesting stuff; it smelled like nailpolish remover. MEN! The best advice I can give people who are going through year 11 and 12 is to KEEP UP TO DATE WITH YOUR WORK AND DO THE FUCKING HOMEWORK!
My eyes don't want to stay open, I hate them.
One of the year 11 'guitarists' [inverted commas because he is bad] was doing a movement resembling masturbating when the year 10's were jamming. I thought he was hitting on them, but no, he was insulting them. I said "FUCK YOU!" to him, really loudly, he replied with "I'll be right, thanks." Appropriate from the little penis master. Tomorrow the school will see just who is good at what. I will leave an entry about how the concert went, and who was good and who was bad. METAL UP YOUR ARSE!
Ten days until Laura and I are together again.
Coffee is your new master, OBEY YOUR MASTER!
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Daniel.
------- Freedom no longer frees youWelly.
Nothing interesting happened last week, at all; it makes me sad. On the weekend, my sister, Stacey came up from Newcastle to stay for the weekend. Though, I worked Saturday morning with dad [$90 isn't too shabby for 4 hours work though...], The majority of Saturday was spent with Stace, because she's cool. We [Stacey, Adam, Adam's girlfriend Holly and myself] went to the show on Saturday night, it was purdy cool, I got a new necklace with a groovy pendant on it; and I bought Stace a little glass dragon thingy for her car. It's super-cool. I saw a few old friends at the show, was purdy nice to catch up and stuff. Well yeah. Stace went back home to Newcastle with Adam, he is looking for some work there, and he hates Tamvegas, with obvious reasons.
This Friday brings another concert to McCarthy's doorstep. I don't know if there is real reason for it except for money raising for Caritas. My band are doing Pure Massacre [by Silverchair], Master Of Puppets [by Metallica] and Unholy Confessions without vocals [by Avenged Sevenfold]. It will give us yet another opportunity to show that we, the year 12 band, are the masters of music in the school; neither the year 10 band nor the year 11 band can show us up. Mind you, they all suck except for Callan from year 10 and Nick from year 11.
I see Laura in 13 days!! THIRTEEN! Booyah.
This is the last full week of school work for us year 12's at McCarthy; Next Wednesday sees us being our half-yearlies. It seems a term has already caught up with us and has slipped past without us even knowing. Next term with pass by even faster and before we know it the HSC will be staring us down, waiting for us to enter that room where our futures supposedly lye. Most of the stress put onto us is some kind of mind-raping tactic the teachers use on you. I'm sure I can speak for most and say that if the teachers wern't up our arses all the time about how important the HSC is, the better we'd all go. Oh, I shouldn't say that should I, one of you random fucks will leave some shit about how wrong I am hey? If you got issues with what I have to say, fuck off or explain why. Don't just say something silly like "numetal geek".
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Daniel.
------- Men!Double prac music today, you'd expect me to be happy. I'm not...I don't think we played well, at all. We don't seem to advance any further than what we are. Luke D sung Rose of Sharyn, it was fucking hilarious, and fucking bad.
I see my Laura in 19 days...BOOYAH!!
I have nothing to write about, my life has been boring. Somebody stab me or something, then I can have something to talk about.
Breathe life, for you are not aloneToday was the day where the year 12 band [my band] show the school our talent. BULLSHIT!
The concert was supposed to have year 10/11 bands as the backing acts and us, the year 12 band as the main event. The year 11's opened it, the year 10's closed it. The year 11's played 3 songs, the year 10's played 2 songs. We played two songs.
The year 11's started off with some song...did a semi-good job at it [if anyone actually KNOWS the song, please tell me]. Next up was us playing Israel's Son. We did a purdy awesome job I must admit. Then the year 11's came up again, playing some other semi-good song [once again, if you know the name, please tell]. Then the year 10 band stepped up to a Metallica Classic: For Whom The Bell Tolls. They did a moderately good job, I guess... Next was us again with Aerials, once agian, done like pro's. Then the year 11's came up to play another Metallica Classic: Fade To Black. THey did an alright job of it, even though THEY DIDN'T SAY THEY WERE GOING TO PLAY IT. They were orignally going to play Master Of Puppets, and I wasn't happy with that because I knew they were going to stab it. Next up was the year 10's with Unholy Confessions. They without a doubt...killed it. Jono and I have agreed that we will have to perform it at the next concert just to revive it. That was the end of the concert.
The year 10 band need to rethink their positions. They have four guitarists-- their best is on drums and probably their worst on lead guitar. The rhythm guitarist is too busy trying to look like some 'rock star' than to play the songs properly.
I was a performer at this concert, so the review will be second-rate so if anyone else does a review of the concert, please inform me and I'll check it out.
We [the band] don't have a large songbase so I would really appreciate any suggestions you might have; we are a 'rock band' but play anything from heavy rock to metalcore. We don't play [new] punk, that isn't music, so don't bother suggesting songs from Simple Plan or Good Charlotte or anyone else of the kind, I will simply laugh at you along with the rest of the band.
On another note: today was mufti day [because of St. Patrick's Day] and I wore cargo's that Laura bought me, the Slipknot shirt that Laura bought me, eyeliner, my black shoes and a hefty mohawk; I looked trendy.
Well yeah...I enjoy comments, so gimme or DIE! ^_^
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Daniel.
------- The torch knows allWoW...
Last night McCarthy had a school social; the theme - Old Sk0ol...It was interesting, watching a bunch of teeny-boppers try sing rock music. Typical for the DJ to play basically only the most popular music; showing his true sense of...gayness. "Thunderstruck", "T.N.T." and "We Will Rock You" were the only 'old' songs played; though, Black Betty was played, THE FUCKING NEW ONE. Oh god I want to kill the DJ. Being a musician for over half of my life, I have a rough idea of the balance required in your sound system. The DJ had no middle or treble in comparison to the bass. His system couldn't handle it - the speakers were distorting and crackling because of his bad setup. I wish he was naked on my bed...WHAT?? I mean...hmmm...
Tomorrow I'm playing at lunch with the band, and also the year 10 band apparently. We were told the other day and we've been given no time to practise. Luckily we have music right before lunch so we can have a quick rehersal of the songs we need. I'm not sure we [the band] have had enough practise with Kyle [the singer]. We know each others' capabilities and weaknesses but Kyle doesn't any where near as much so it might degrade the quality of our performances. This will be our first ever performance as a complete band.
We are as follows:
Kyle Denton - Vocals.
Jono Copper - Bass [and possivle backup vocals].
Nick Kennedy - Drums.
Chris Herbert - Rhythm Guitar.
Daniel Allen - Lead Guitar, Backup Vocals.
Come one, come all... and witness magic.
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Daniel.
------- We gotta take the power backHello child.
Yesterday I was at a LAN hosted at Nick's place. I rocked up there with my gear, and then raped his dog. Okay I didn't, his dog scares me. So yeah, Nick, Myself, The Late JC, Bentley, Zac, Timmy and One of Nick's mates' were there.
A lot of the time, like a few hours...were spent trying to fix problems when we were looking in the wrong place. "Hey Zac, turn your firewall off." "Yeah I just did that." <45 minutes later> "OH FUCKING FIREWALL!" Meh, it was interesting, and I fixed a little <major> error with my graphics..[ silly GLU32.dll ]
I've been feeling sick all throughout this long weekend, and it's starting to really annoy me. Today I did a few loads of dishes, played a little Tribes, watered the plants and...stabbed you! Your soul is now mine!
I'm liking the addition to my collection of compositions, it's a love-song [inspired obviously by my beautiful Laura..I LOVE YOU!] I might post the lyrics later, when the song is completed. Until then...Go die.
I've been watching The Biggest Loser of late, it's really interesting to watch a group of people chose between their loves and $200,000. The blue team [what used to be the blue team] are hypocrites; they were all sad when something happened that they could not control or fight, straight after those people themselves had put someone else in that exact situation. It is a reflection of society of today. Some seek justice, others just want the rewards and will use anything/anyone to get there but bitch if anything goes against their way.
I was also on this person' MSNSpace where she dedicated it to Simple Plan, like, nothing didn't relate to Simple Plan basically. It's hilarious watching the Simple Plan lovers try to argue with the Simple Plan haters. Cracks me up. I put a few little comments in and a girl who claimed that she is gothic, which means she doesn't like Simple Plan [according to herself] threatened me. I'm curious as to what she thinks she will do to me. It'd be hilarious to watch some little xcore goffffff try to fight me; it'd be even more hilarious to see the shit she likes.
Ahh the joys of life...
I drink too much coffee, if you don't drink it, don't start. It sucks you in and traps you, fucking you into submission! Okay maybe not 'fucking' as such..but you get me...IN MY PANTS!!
Well yeah, I should go now before I start licking my speakers...Comments/Questions/Abuse/Opinions are more than welcome...THEY'RE EXPECTED MOTHERFUCKER!!
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Thrust upon me, my childWhen I was talking with this guy today, and he was let down when I told him some of my favourite bands, calling me mainstream. Think about this for a second: Why is a lot of mainstream music mainstream? Because it is popular. Why is it bad to like music that a lot of other people like? There isn't a think wrong with it. I have liked Metallica since I was knee-high to a grass hopper. I'm not following any bullshit trend that says "metal is the biz" now am I? NO! I like music that isn't mainstream, but not a lot simply because most of it is crap to listen to.
He then went on and asked me what I wear as in, clothes; I thought he was hitting on me, unfortunately no. After telling him I wear eyeliner and nailpolish with either dark clothing or band shirts, he called me emo. Am I emo? Think about this for a moment...Let's all ponder...HAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHHA NO. I hate emo people, they should cut themselves properly and kill themselves, pathetic bastards.
Throughout our lovely conversation, he kept bitching to me about how he is poor so I did the logic thing and suggested for him to get a job; he replied by telling me he is too lazy to work. Now I find that a load of shit. If you're going to bitch about being poor, get a job, or at least TRY to get a job. The same as that STUPID emo statement about them slitting their own throats and bleeding on your shirt and theyd apologise. GOD I HATE IT! I wanna stab any emo, the thing is, I'll do a proper job.
On a more nice note, I've been writing a soft song, for Laura. It's good so far I believe, I just now have to learn to sing. haha. MEN.
Tomorrow I should be going to Nick's place for a LAN to pwn some n00b bitches. Even though I don't play games, ever. Ahh well...MEN!!
My back hurts, from gardening yesterday, and I should get off the net before I get in trouble. Ahh well. Touch me.
I also need coffee, you will supply me with some or you will taste the wraith of a...thrust from God...yes..that'll do.
Okay well yeah I'm going to do some more housework, to keep the parents happy. I will post later about the pwnage tomorrow. By the way, if you're an emo, please complain to me before you cut yourself more. Tell me about why you do it and you can't say because you like the pain because that's one of those "I'm not gay, I just fuck gay guys" comments. But yeah, I really don't like emo people. But they won't do anything, they'll apologise to me for some shit hey...then they'll go cut themselves more. Fuckers.
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Daniel.
------- The cheese machine will dominate allDear...MSN Blog entry?
Nobody seems to read my blogs, how sad.
On Thursday Kisani put my hair into horns, 2 hours later the school made me wash them out because they were considered "Satanic". Funny isn't it; I put horns in my hair and they perceive it as Satanic so I have to wash them out, what if I was going for a 'raging bull' look? Fuckers.
Today I did lots of housework, I cleaned the shower, did some mowing, some more mowing, some whipper-snipper-ing, weeding, planting..plants and poisioning weeds. Yay, I'm sunburned. Speaking of which, I better tell Laura!! Okay done. She said that I will get more of a tan, I need a tan, I'm skinny little white man at the moment. And now she has stolen my skin. Ahh well. You get that.
I need more coffee AND YOUR SOUL!
I see Laura soon...*jumps and hits his head* HAHAHAH BENTLEY!!
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Daniel.
------- The First Book Of Satan: The Infernal Diatribe(FIRE) THE BOOK OF SATAN THE INFERNAL DIATRIBE The first book of the Satanic Bible is not an attempt to blaspheme as much as it is a statement of what might be termed "diabolical indignation". The Devil has been attacked by the men of God relentlessly and without reservation. Never has there been an opportunity, short of fiction, for the Dark Prince to speak out in the same manner as the spokesmen of the Lord of the Righteous. The pulpit-pounders of the past have been free to define "good" and "evil" as they see fit, and have gladly smashed into oblivion any who disagree with their lies - both verbally and, at times, physically. Their talk of "charity", when applied to His Infernal Majesty, becomes an empty sham - and most unfairly, too, considering the obvious fact that without their Satanic foe their very religions would collapse. How sad, that the allegorical personage most responsible for the success of spiritual religions is shown the least amount of charity and the most consistent abuse - and by those who most unctuously preach the rules of fair play! For all the centuries of shouting-down the Devil has received, he has never shouted back at his detractors. He has remained the gentleman at all times, while those he supports rant and rave. He has shown himself to be a model of deportment, but now he feels it is time to shout back. He has decided it is finally time to receive his due. Now the ponderous rulebooks of hypocrisy are no longer needed. In order to relearn the Law of the Jungle, a small, slim diatribe will do. Each verse is an inferno. Each word is a tongue of fire. The flames of Hell burn fierce . . . and purify! Read on and learn the Law.
THE FIRST BOOK OF SATAN
1. In this arid wilderness of steel and stone I raise up my voice that you may hear. To the East and to the West I beckon. To the North and to the South I show a sign proclaiming: Death to the weakling, wealth to the strong! 2. Open your eyes that you may see, Oh men of mildewed minds, and listen to me ye bewildered millions! 3. For I stand forth to challenge the wisdom of the world; to interrogate the "laws" of man and of "God"! 4. I request reason for your golden rule and ask the why and wherefore of your ten commandments. 5. Before none of your printed idols do I bend in acquiescence, and he who saith "thou shalt" to me is my mortal foe! 6. I dip my forefinger in the watery blood of your impotent mad redeemer, and write over his thorn-torn brow: The TRUE prince of evil - the king of slaves!7. No hoary falsehood shall be a truth to me; no stifling dogma shall encramp my pen! 8. I break away from all conventions that do not lead to my earthly success and happiness. 9. I raise up in stern invasion the standard of the strong! 10. I gaze into the glassy eye of your fearsome Jehovah, and pluck him by the beard; I uplift a broad-axe, and split open his worm-eaten skull! 11. I blast out the ghastly contents of philosophically whited sepulchers and laugh with sardonic wrath! And Justice For All...Galapagos Duck are FUCKING AWESOME! Well, awesome for anyone with any taste in music. The structure of all of their songs are the same, but the technicality of the music is incredible. The bassist/double bassist used a 6-string 24 fret bass, fucking awesome. They all played 2 or more instruments, except for the drummer unless you call vocals an instrument; yes, the drummer sung. I used to like Jazz, now I love it; couldn't listen to a whole CD of it though, still all good.
Coffee is right here, on my desk, taunting me, so I drink it, drink it all up...YUMMMMMMMMM....I'm not sure I even like the taste of coffee, but it's a habbit that I'm stuck in so fuck it.
I've been writing some more music of late, inspired by nothing much, one of the songs is purdy sweet, and the one in the making is very abstract indeed. Ahh well, different things are usually good I guess? I'll go with it.
In a little over a month, I'll be with me Laura!! YAAY!!!!
Well yeah, I have no idea what to write, and I have to go and peel potatoes for mum, so I'm off.
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Daniel.
------- To eternityHello all.
Well, it's been like, a week since my last entry..shocking I know.
This week saw me change my hair:
Monday - regular; Tuesday - part down the middle; Wednesday - mohawk; Thursday - comb-over; Friday - twin-mohawk. On Tuesday, a few people noticed and didn't care. Wednesay, virtually everyone noticed, and also, because it was Ash Wednesday, I went to church with it. HA. Thursday most people laughed at me, fuckers, I don't care, it's all in the name of fun. On Friday a lot of people seemed to accept the fact that I'm doing random shit with my hair. If anyone has suggestions for next week, tell me...or die.
On Wednesday I showed one of the year 7 Creative Arts a few things on guitar, they enjoyed it. On Thursday I basically took over the class for the other year 7 Creative Arts class and showed them more on the guitar. It was all good. I am going to try and get a lunchtime or two in the music room so I can teach them the basics of guitar, to help them learn. If anyone wants to either help me teach, or wants to learn, just tell me and I'll see what I can do for ya'll.
Tonight I'm going to see Galapagos Duck, an Australian Jazz band. I will tell you about that probably in an entry tomorrow or something.
Stay true to yourselves, eat some ham.
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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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------- 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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