Damn. Thats all I can say after my first summer job. And When I say "summer job" i don't mean working at some taco bell down the street, I mean living at a summer camp for 10 weeks. Thats right, I was working at Camp Ockanickon scout Reservation (OSR) working for the Boy Scouts of America. I had been hired to work at the Lake, and teach 2 merit badges- Canoeing and rowing. I made tons of friends, met tons of people, and got to try things I never would have been able to try. For example, Have you ever attempted to dog p ile someone that is 6-9? I have. well thats about all The time I have so Until next time
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Current mood: angry
Now then, getting past my title, assuming you have heeded its commands, I will tell you why I am here...You know what, you probably already know that, so I won't waste my breath. To the point, I need to get this out of my system: I listen to a lot of underground music. Seriously. Has anyone ever really heard of Egypt Central? *readers comment if they have* And how about Quis-Deo...*haha tricked you. Thats a band local to where I live* but the point is, a lot of those bands are really kick ass. They are reallk kick ass bands that have no fucking recognition!! What The Fuck?!?!?! So, to state my argument clearly, More people spend money to listen to band like "Green Day" so they can be part of the herd, then spend money to listen to good quality Indie music like said "Egypt Central". Its all part of being accepted into society. And my reaction to that is, Fuck fucking Society. I don't need their fucking shit. They can go and kiss my skinny ass. So, buy Indie...the Hypno Toad says so. Until I feel like beating myself to death with a brain dead rabbit as a result from bordom.
How shall I start this blog out...hmm... I wonder. Lets start with the title. The Poet and The Pendulum. This is not only a play off of Edgar Allen Poe's "The Pit and The Pendulum" but it is also a great 13 minute and some-odd second song bay an Epic band Subtley named Nightwish . *goes to profile, presses play button on ": Poet and the Pendulum"*. So, now that that is out of my system, I can get to my real point...
In this past couple of weeks, I have stumbled upon an amazing insult: Bitch/Assmonkeys. Yes I said it. *I'll use assmonkeys for short* And I have used it many times since I learned it. Yeah, yeah , I kno that this is a bit of a jump form my previous blog, but Who the fuck cares? I get bored, and I come here. Simple as that. Questions? Didn't think so. Anyway, time to get back to the point I was getting at. Assmonkeys. Its a way to insult people in the forums without getting cencored. Beat that. So, next time you need an insult for someone who says stupid shit like "You should take lessons for guitar because you suck", you call them an " Incompetent Assmonkey" and everyone is happy. Untill bordom smacks me in the face like a spider monkey on speed.
So, Its January again, and that means I'm really depressed, and here's why: (this story is completely and totally true) This girl that went to middle school w/ me, she was beutiful. Light brown, curley, long hair. Tall enough, beutiful face and figure. Plus she didn't deny me when I asked her out (don't fell happy for me, just keep reading). Well we were going out for about a month. Every day in that month was in a warm, nice, and a smooth breeze. Great skating weather. So I was out skating w/ my friend Rob, waiting to see Lauren (girl previously mentioned) and Tara (Rob's then gf) so we can all go to the park. I see them, and we get going to Park Square (Main Hangout Place Of Prospect park). And after we were there for about an hour, it started to rain. In the next five minutes, I see that Lauren looks kind of worried, nervous, anxious, so I ask whats wrong. She says nothing, and we sit together for another 5 mins. Then, out of the blue, she says " Spenser, I don't think we can go out any more." In my head=AW MOTHER FUCKIN SHIT!! WHAT THE HELL DID I DO WRONG THIS TIME??? On the outside=**oh, ok** <looks depressed>. And bam. Relationship over. The rain starts pouring down like it is making up or all the days the rain wasn't there. I'm broken, and I get up and walk slowly away. Back at the bank (where I was previously skating; a block away from the park), I just hurl my board across the parking lot and scream (think of Atreyu's song "Demonology And Heartache" when he screams "Love kills, romance is dead...." Take tht scream, make it louder, and multiply the anger by about 100). I know she can't hear me, she can't see me, and I don't care. The rain is still pouring down on me, washing away everything we had. I'm soaked, depressed, and angry. So, I start punching the brick wall until my knuckles bleed all over the bank wall. Rob just leaves me to be, and I walk home with my board, and nearly broken hand. There was a trail of blood leading to my house (more like red water, remember: Its raining), and my hand is bleeding all over me. I came into school the next day with like 4 gauze pads on my hand. Nobody talked to me that day, and lauren looked like nothing had happened. The worst part is, in that month, she became friends with all of my friends, so everywhere I went, there she was. She was in my class, she was with my friends, and she was in my goddamn head. Its been a full fucking year, and I still haven't gotten over her. Now, in 9th grade, sher still creeps into my head, and dropps little reels of tape, to remind me I'm alone. There are two reasons, that I know of, why she dropped me:
1-Her parents wouldn't let her date until she was 16 2-I wasn't a great boyfriend...
*That entire story is Completely true. I would remember something like that. I can't say that I'm bored right now, but I will say that I am depressed enough to border almost-suicide. Till the next...
Your existentialist friend-Zombie Spawn. **there isn' a suicidal smiley, so i can't express myself properly.
SEE MY PICTURES FOR A PICTURE OF ME AND LAUREN *BEFORE THIS HAPPENED*
Hooray!! It is time for me to post yet another blog. Whoop Dee fuckin' Doo. My day has been so boring that I have been here all freakin' day. I barely ate breakfast, and I am hungry as shit. Which brings me to Tonights Topic: Similies using the word "Shit" . People say "Hey man, you're cool as shit." I say, "Well Fuck You". Rude? No. Not by a longshot. They just put me in the same cayegory of said coolness as Shit. I, myself, take that as an insult. Yes, I do use the expression "Hungry as Shit", and do know that it is completely illogical. Shit is not hungry. Here is anohther, "That movie was scary as shit!!". You're cool now. You just admitted that you were physically frightened of feces. Thats pretty fuckin' pathetic. "Nice as shit" is another one of my favorites. "That guitar is nice as shit" they say. I respond with " Well your guitar sounds like a Spider Monkey being raped by a Moose". Rude? No. Over The Edge? Hell Yes. Its things like this, and people who say them without knowing what they mean. BAM!!<><><><>ooouuouaooauu oau ooooooooaooauuaoau. BAM!!><><><>Ow! That fire is cold. Unitl I could kill myself with a spoon from bordom.
To begin, I have recently noticed that the band "The Offspring" writes some existntialist lyrics. For Example: "Have you ever felt like there was more, like someone else was keepin' score? And what would make you whole was simply out of reach..." Completely exsitenialist. but stil good. So this got me thinking. Have you ever? And this applies to everthing. To the point, I can't think of a time where you are in control. Hence the Offspring lyrics. Control, a joke in itself. Why? you ask? Because the horrible creature known as a Human is greedy, rude, and filthy. Not seen by the normal eye, but yes, humans ruined the earth. Take global warming for example. Yeah I know that it is the natural way of the earth because we are coming out of an Ice Age, but we are still speeding up the process. In turn, humans are inferior to other species. Why, because no other species is its own natural predetor.Untill I am suicidally bored again.
This is so much fun! Try it. You can put random adjectives in front otf the word Schkitzophranic, and make funny results. Here are some examples, with the results....
Schkitzophranic-Talks to back facing cat, cat says Hi Suicidal Schkitzophranic-Talks to back facing cat, cat's head turns 180* and says "Killyourselfkillyourself" with satan's voice.
Schkitzophranic-Walks around apartmant talking to imaginary friends High Schkitzophranic-Screams and jumps out window, because imaginary friends turned into monsters.
Schkitzophranic-Wants some gloves for his cold imaginary friend Retarded Schkitzophranic-Wants an anal probe to test his imaginary friend for fleas.
See, its fun! Try it. Untill I get mind-numbingly bored again.
Yes, this blog is about starving art students. Starving art students, and why they are starving. To start off, let me just say there are three reasons why art students starve themsleves nearly every day. And here they are:
1-Art school is expensive 2-Art supplies are expensive 3-Art students would rather pay for the above, than buy food.
If you are asking "I wonder if that third one is true?", then prepare to be amazed. Yes. It is completely true. Here is how the average art student decides this....
Buy Food, or buy new Brush. God damnit. Lets see, food, brush, food, brush.....food........brush, food, brush................... Ahhh what the hell. NEW BRUSH FOR ME!
Or
Buy food, of pay tuition. Tuition Ok. I'll just use my old brush untill next time I have enough to get a new one.
one week later......
FUCKIN SCORE MANN, playing guitar in the subway helped. NEW BRUSH, HERE I COME.
See, the chioces are simple. And, of course, these stories are at least 90% true, because art supplies and food are about equally priced, mabye food is cheaper, hmmmm whatever. But tuition is always top priority to an art student. Food, not so much. Starving, yes. Wanting to buy food? No. So there you have it. The reasons why art students starve. Untill I get unbearably bored again.
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