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| I remember the days. |
[19 Nov 2005|10:32am] |
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As ive been here at AIT, ive just been rememberin the past, and what me and my friends used to do. man, i miss those days, when we had nothin do to but get firewood so we could drink beer all night long. or comin home drunk and tryin to hide it from the rents, or callin up someone and askin them whta there was to do and realizing that there is never anything to do, so we'd just go smoke pot a knobb hill. GOD DAMN I MISS THOSE days, i honestly wish they never ended. its crazy to think it was about a year ago when i didnt hve to worry about anything except who had weed. idk but this christmas is gonna be so fuckin fun, you can be sure of that. i dont care how much money i have to spend, i wont sober up untill im on the plane back here. its gonna be great. idk.....if you got any memories feel free to post them cause damn i wanna remember everything from back then. with the crew.
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red?
And what the hell is on Joey’s head?
This is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneakin’ out
This is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must’ve done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it’s too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life’s better now than it was back then
If I was them, I wouldn’t let me in
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say
It’s time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say
It’s time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye
Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin’ out
They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we’d know
We said someday we’d find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim’s the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She’s had a couple of kids since then
I haven’t seen her since God knows when
I miss that town
I miss their faces
You can’t erase
You can’t replace it
I miss it now
I can’t believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
Every time I do it makes me
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| a few songs that im feelin right now |
[09 Oct 2005|10:28am] |
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She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
(Sing lullaby)
The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees
We found her with her face down in the pillow
Clinging to his picture for dear life
We laid her next to him beneath the willow
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby
brad paisley, mud on the tires
I've got some big news
The bank finally came through
And I'm holdin' the keys to a brand new Chevrolet
Have you been outside it sure is a nice night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake
There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four-wheel drive
Come on now what do you say
Girl, I can hardly wait to get a little mud on the tires
'Cause it's a good night
To be out there soakin' up the moonlight
Stake out a little piece of shoreline
I've got the perfect place in mind
It's in the middle of nowhere only way to get there
You got to get a little mud on the tires
Moonlight on a duck blind
Catfish on a trot line
Sun sets about nine this time of year
We can throw a blanket down
Crickets singin' in the background
And more stars than you can count on a night this clear
I tell you what we need to do is grab a sleepin' bag or two
And build us a little campfire
And then with a little luck we might just get stuck
Let's get a little mud on the tires
'Cause it's a good night
To be out there soakin' up the moonlight
Stake out a little piece of shoreline
I've got the perfect place in mind
It's in the middle of nowhere only way to get there
You got to get a little mud on the tires
And then with a little luck we might just get stuck
Let's get a little mud on the tires
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[02 Oct 2005|12:29pm] |
what up yall
im in virgina goin to army school its pretty tight,
if you wanna mail me, my addy is
Pvt Schubert
Aco 1/222 AVN REGT
Ft Eustis, VA 23604
thats about it for now.
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| Left, Left, Left Right Left. |
[23 Jun 2005|12:43pm] |
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so 13 days eh? what do i even do with myself. its a life time away and yet its too soon. oh well its all for the better i suppose. i just want to get basic over with. its gonna be the hardest thing ive ever had to do. and yet its the most nessicary.
you can agree or disagree, it doesnt matter...ive heard it all before, leave a comment though, im curious to see what people have to say.
it should be fun
see you all later this year eh? hahaha blaze one for me.
later
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[31 May 2005|10:46pm] |
You have a Purple Lightsaber.
Purple is associated with wisdom, dignity,
independence, creativity, mystery, and magic.
Purple denotes high spirituality and religious
aspiration. Purple also represents Peacefulness
and Purification. It also has a sense of
intuitive understanding and a feeling of
intimacy with the world.
What Colored Lightsaber Would You Have?
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You need security.
There has been many changes in your life and
you have had to live in an unstable
environment. This has lead you to be suspicious
and always on guard. Your mind has a hard time
to unwind and this could lead to you having
sleeping problems, since you think too much.
People are a category you don't give much trust
at, and find yourself to be a better secret
keeper than they could ever be. Because in your
changing world you have learnt that you only
have yourself in all times.
What Do You Need in Your Life? [dark pics]
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| I don't know, but I've been told. Colorado is made of Mold. |
[04 May 2005|09:43am] |
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WHATS UP BITCHES!!!!?!?!?!
so check this, in july, im going off to bootcamp, that can either be in missouri, south carolina, georgia, or oklahoma. but after that i head off to 6 weeks of AIT (advanced individual training) and during those 6 weeks, i get weekends off....and you know that if im in south carolina, on those long weekends, im gonna be home, but it doesnt even matter that much because its only 6 weeks! so that means i get transferred right to fort drum after that. and thats when the party starts. no joke
I so definetly feel like the fool in the rain this year. im just some poor fool standing on the corner of where i want to be looking at it, but i cant get there and then its raining just to make it even worse.
but FUCKKKKK crying about it, bitches. im doing something with my life. unlike some ppl i know out here in denver, they got no job, no high school diploma, no ged. they blow lines like they get paid to do it, which they prolly do but thats not a very safe career. shit i could die in mine, but at least its for the right reasons.
I want everyone, and i mean everyone. from the erin kesslers, down to the mike stiths, who read this to throw a comment on here and tell me what you think. some of you i care about your opinions, some i dont. im just curious to see what you guys got to say so i can contrast and compare it with those of my "friends" here.
I'm Da Fuckin' King!!!
and your Da fuckin' Queen.
if you dont know who that was to. go shoot yourself.
dont though, i dont need a life on my head.
peace, stay up, get drunk, fall down, and do it all over again because thats what being young is about, making mistakes.
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[04 May 2005|01:17am] |
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, inflictin composition
of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine
Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now
Bulletholes left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in street clothes
Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes
Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever niggaz talk shit
Remeniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin
Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the Mac spit
Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip
Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuck
Try to cock it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger
Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I'm jetting to the building lobby
and it was filled with children probably couldn't see as high as I be
(So whatchu sayin?) It's like the game ain't the same
Got younger niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name
and claim some corners, crews without guns are goners
In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
Fo'-fives and gauges, Macs in fact
Same niggaz'll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' cracks in black
There was a snitch on the block gettin niggaz knocked
So hold your stash until the coke price drop
I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it's good she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wives basin
It drops deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind
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I saw Star Wars at least 8 times
Had the pac-man pattern memorized
And I've seen the stuff they put inside
Stretch Armstrong
I was Roger Stauback back in my back yard
Had a shoebox full of baseball cards
And a couple of Evil Kinevil scars
On my right arm
Well, I was a kid when Elvis died
And my mama cried
Chorus:
It was 1970- something
In the world that I grew up in
Farrah Faucett hair-do days
Bell bottoms and 8-track tapes
Lookin' back now I can see me
And oh, man did I look cheesy
But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'
It was 1970-something
It was the dawning of a new decade
When we got our first microwave
And Dad broke down and finally shaved
Those sideburns off
I took the stickers off of my Rubix cube
Watched MTV all afternoon
My first love was Daisy Duke
In them cut off jeans
A Space Shuttle fell out of the sky
And the whole world cried
Chorus:
It was 1980-something
In the world that I grew up in
Skating rinks and Black Trans Ams
Big hair and parachute pants
Lookin' back now I can see me
And oh, man did I look cheesy
But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'
It was 1980-something
Now I got a mortgage and an SUV
But all this responsibility
Makes me wish sometimes
Sometimes....
chorus:
It was 1980-something
In the world that I grew up in
Skating rinks and Black Trans Ams
Big hair and parachute pants
Lookin' back now I can see me
And oh, man did I look cheesy
But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'
It was 1980-something
1970-something
Aw, it was 19-Something
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| Defending Freedom, Made in the USA |
[23 Apr 2005|01:38pm] |
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It all starts with attitude.
my attitude has changed. for the better. I'm am becoming an army of one. but its got the most brillant plan behind it. im gonna make lots of money, get a good job, and live wherever i want,. and everyone knows that it is in syracuse....so this is the deal ya'll
I'm going the army, im going to bootcamp/training. im gonna ask to be transferred from colorado to new york (aka fort drum) im gonna live on base for a while untill i can afford my own HOUSE in the jamesville area and make the commute to ft drum. and from there, i could get deployed. if i do, oh well, shit happens ya know. but this is where it becomes great....theres a thing called a GI bill. that means that the army pays for tuition into college, 100% of it to be excate. so that means i can enroll in to SU. and then my dreams come true,
call me ya'll
i miss you guys
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| Whats up Bitches!? |
[09 Apr 2005|02:52am] |
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what the fuck? no body can say what up no more or answer their phone, thats pretty gay.
but fuck it, its kinda a lost cause anymore....
i think i have a problem making up my mind this has been a problem in my life for a while
anyone wanna hit me up, call 3036533145.....if you do, cool, if you dont. you dont. whatever....it aint that big. but thats my cell. so u can hit it up 24/7
i need change
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When your down, life sure knows how to give you a swift kick to the nuts.
I miss you.
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| I walk these empty streets.... |
[18 Feb 2005|03:11pm] |
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Hey yall.
there has been some fucked up shit goin on.....im in colorado right now and i dont know when im comin back....its fucked. im so pissed. i am comin back though, and ill let all you know...
there is a few people out there that i am gonna miss...
The Alliance....word up yo, you know where i stand. ride or die. you my boys and ill love you for life....
but in paticular, i gotta say something to a certian someone.
Ms. Kessler, i dont really know what to say hun, but i dont think its strange that i miss you the most. you will always be someone special....just dont let it go to your head there sweetheart. and if theres something out there that makes you happy, dont let anyone stop you from being happy, you dont have to. i love you toots.
STay up yall. drink them shots, pour out the liqour for those lost....im lost right now, but im comin back.
You've got your hair permed
You've got your red dress on
Screamin' bout how second gear was such a turn on
And the fog forming on my window tells me that the morning here
And you'll be gone before too long
Who taught you those new tricks?
Damn I shouldn't start that talk,
but life is one big question when your starin at the clock
And the answers always waiting at the liquor store, 40 oz to Freedom,
so I'll take that walk.
And I know that ohhhh...I'm comin back
Ohh im going back
God knows im going back
You look so fine when you lie it just don't show,
That I know which way the wind blows
40 oz to freedom is the only chance I have to feel good,
even though I feel bad
And I know that ohhhh...I'm comin back
Ohh going back
God knows I'm going back
God knows I'm going back
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[09 Feb 2005|12:30am] |
No me importa que seria.
Porque todo se quitara
Ay no puedo verlo
Ni en pintura
[Chorus]
Cuando empecemos, no me dio cuenta
De que luego, tuviera que pagar
Pero, se dice tambien
Me muera acostarme con ti
Con ti
No me propongo predicar
Vive y dejar vivir
Pero el amigo
Es un condon en el bolsillo
Yo no soy medico, no soy chapocero
Solamente soy pobre, y ya estoy tan solo
Pero si se cambie
Ella seria la mia
Para ser poseido en propeidad
en propeidad
I've got to get alive with you
Whoa I cannot do?
I will lay down anytime with her
with her.
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| A man is only as good as his tools. |
[08 Feb 2005|08:59pm] |
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My father told me this once when i was little. it wasnt untill last night that i realized what he meant by it.
I need better tools, god fucking damnit.
idk what i need to do but its something big, and something thats gonna change alot of shit, be it for good or for worse, its what has to be done....
now if i could only fucking figure out what the hell i am talking about......
i feel like the johnny depp in Fear and Loathing.....just aimlessly wandering around in my own little bubble and being scared of the fucking thing popping. maybe its time i destroy that motha fucka, eh?
they say keep your friends close and your enimies closer....but to me that doesnt make any sense, because if my enemy's were any closer, i would have slit their throats by now. sorry bout my grammer....i suck at that shit.
am i rambling? the thing is, i dont even know what i am talking about really? all i know is my fingers are flying and i just catch an occaisional spelling error....but i doubt i catch all of them. im sure someone will let me know.
LMFAO i just had a funny ass phrase run through my head.
"TASTE THE RAINBOW."
inside joke, but im sure im the only one that gets it.
wow, wwhat the fuck is going on right now? i just re-read what i just fucking typed and all i can say is "huh?"
thats the question of my life.
if your reading this right now. you are required to answer this question.....weather you leave your name or not, just leave a reason of why you think this way.
"do you believe in soulmates? or just that theres a possiblity of finding someone that you could probably spending the rest of your life with them even though they piss you off once in a while?
id have to side with the latter of those two choices. Soulmates are for suckers.
If there's any bitches in this room, then there's something I gotta say
For all the fools who fell for the first girl who comes their way
I've been down that road and now I'm back, sittin' on square one
Tryna pick myself up where I started from
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| Nothing but a Fool in the Rain.... |
[23 Jan 2005|07:09pm] |
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as i sit here waiting to leave for the train to denver, i am forced to think about one certain person, she knows who she is as i just told her. but its funny cause this whole time shes been into my friend and i always just kicked back and waited. i dont want no one to get pissed and infact i could just be talking about what i want to happen. usually is the case.
but with this girl there is such chemistry that its not of this world, as if it was writtin in a song years past and lie dormant for us to discover. shes very intimidating but i realized that theres nothing to be scared of and hence if i didnt tell her what i did tonight, id be kicking my self for weeks to come because shes just TOO special even though she doesent think so, i know so. and in months to come, ill show her what i mean weather she wants me to or not.
ive been thinking about this entry for days and the only song thats been going through my mind is the one i spoke of above. it is a very special song and should be taken with all seriousness and should be throughly examinied because its wisdom is beyond its years, just like this girl. i will now give you the lyrics.
"Fool In The Rain- Led Zeppelin"
Well there's a light in your eye that keeps shining
Like a star that can't wait for the night
I hate to think I've been blinded baby
Why can't I see you tonight?
And the warmth of your smile starts a-burnin'
And the thrill of your touch gives me fright
And I'm shaking so much, really yearning
Why don't you show up, make it all right?
Yeah, it's all right.
And if you promised you'd love so completely
and you said you would always be true
You swore that you would never leave me, baby:
What ever happened to you?
And you thought it was only in movies
As you wish all your dreams would come true
It ain't the first time believe me, baby
I'm standin here feeling blue
Yeah I'm blue
Now I will stand in the rain on the corner
I'll watch the people go shuffling downtown
Another ten minutes no longer
And then I'm turning around
The clock on the wall's moving slower
My heart it sinks to the ground
And the storm that I thought would blow over
Clouds the light of the love that I found
Now my body is starting to quiver
And the palms of my hands getting wet
I've got no reason to doubt you baby,
It's all a terrible mess
I'll run in the rain till I'm breathless
When I'm breathless I'll run till I drop, hey
The thoughts of a fool's kind of careless
I'm just a fool waiting on the wrong block, oh yeah
Light of the love that I found...
every word of this entry is of the most true words i can fathom. and they fly from my fingers as lighting.
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[02 Jan 2005|05:11pm] |
Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!
On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.
Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.
On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.
So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing
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| this one goes out to just one person. |
[25 Dec 2004|05:02am] |
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Yo, It starts with
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
I Didn't look out below
I Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on, and didn't even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me, will eventually, be a memory, of a time when I tried so
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