so yeah, it's been a year since i've last even thought about this thing. the only reason i'm typing this is to see if i can get my page to come back up. apparently a year dead on the internet buries it pretty far.

i'm only updating this for Jenny. because she won't get off my ass about it. or i'm really bored. or both. let's call it even

if you know me, you know what's going on. if not, then you probably shouldn't worry.

Star Wars Battlefront 2 kicks ass. i've been playing it all day.

i need to get something accomplished over break. maybe i should type the rest of my story... i haven't worked on it in forever.

meh....i have nothing left to say.

this song kicks ass.


The High Speed Scene - the IROC Z song


He Rocks his IROC Z
He rocks it well
He rocks his Oakleys and his Oakley loaf from hell
He's spinning donuts out in front of Taco Bell
The girls are wanting him so bad and he can tell

I shred for Hella days
You know I can
4 finger tapping yeah Van Halen is the man
he's making fun because I play in marching band
he's getting action while I get my farmer tan\


hey
there's ego in my way
lucky for me I have the patience of a saint
ready, steady
these days are high and heady
there's so much more left to say
but there's ego in my way

He plays the ladies man
He plays it cool
I play my guitar and I play it by the rules
You think you rock so hard I challenge you to duel
After school after school after school
Let me hear you say


hey
there's ego in my way
lucky for me I have the patience of a saint
ready, steady
these days are high and heady
there's so much more left to say
but there's ego in my way
there's ego in my way
there's ego in my way
there's ego in my way

except for the marching show, yesterday was a great day.

fuck Mason.

f
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c
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M
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in the ass

with a sandpaper-covered dildo


anyway, i'll leave the negative stuff out and tell the better stuff. it would take up too much room, anyway.

got woken up, went shopping for stuff. got Jenny some pretty purple ear rings and a card. i looked hard for that card. all the other cards sucked. i almost cried when i read the card i picked for her. yeah, yeah, yeah, stfu. i can be a real softy sometimes. I SAID STFU.

at the competition, they were selling carnations. they had red, pink, and white. i asked her which color she wanted, and she said 'suprise me'. so, i got one of all three, gave them to her and said 'suprise!' she did the high-pitched squeal/awwww thingy that all girls do when they get something like that. lol

rode the gaurd bus home with her, freaked Erin out (she was sitting infront of us) by pushing my knee against the back of her seat, lol. it was great.

and now i have a sore throat from the lack of pants last night (i wore shorts) and freezing my hands/feet/ass off.



oh yeah... i won't have the rest of chapter one of my story typed out by tonight. i have a government review paper to fill out...

i'm pretty sure that pretty much no one reads this anymore....so why am i updating?

hell if i know...

...yep.


anyway, i went to the UC visual and performing arts college fair tuesday night, and got a shitload of info. mainyl because that they practically threw it at me. the following is a true story. no exaggerations. all 100% true.

ok, let's say there was a person that played *insert instrument except trombone here*. ok, so the college representative would be talking to him in a relatively monotone voice, just going through the basics. capmus this, curriculum that, location location location, blah blah blah. the kid leaves. i get up there, and this is actually what happened at most, id not all, of them (i stress that this is in no any way shape or form of exaggeration, which i like to do, so i'm clarifying that this is not one of those exaggerations that i like to do.)

"Hello *fake smile, handshake*, i'm Nathan, and i want to go into music performance for trombone."

"Trombone? excelent! excelent! we have a great musical program, and the trombone professors are all in *insert symphony/orchestra here*. they're all great people, and you'll learn so much from them! most of our trombone section is graduating, so we'd love to have you come to our school."

stuff like this went on for several minutes. while the rep was talking, i was filling out info cards and having more info shoved into my hands, and some places even gave me CD's. i have 3, and a guy is going to mail me one more.

it's sweet to be trombone player. from what everyone said (greatly shortened) is that i'll be accepted to almost every music college i apply to.



so, now i have a crapload of college stuff to sort through, and some cool cd's to listen to while doing it.


for anyone that cares, i'm typing up chapter one of my story. for those of you who don't know, i am writing a story, so check it out at i hope to have the first chapter typed up on or before Sunday, but i'm not making any promises. in the meantime, read the prologue, and give me some critique, please!



see ya

most, if not all, of these are friking hillarious.

How do you get your woodwind section to sound like the horn section?

Have them miss every other note.


How do you get a trombone to sound like a French horn?

Stick your hand in the bell and mess up all the notes.


Why is the French horn a divine instrument?

Because a man blows in it, but only God knows what comes out of it.


conductor:
leaps tall buildings in a single bound
is more powerful than a locomotive
is faster than a speeding bullet
walks on water gives policy to god

percussionist:
falls over the doorstep when trying to enter buildings
says "look at the choo-choo"
wets self with a water pistol
plays in mud puddles
loses arguments with self

saxophone player:
runs into buildings
recognizes locomotives 2 times out of 3
is not issued any ammunition
can stay afloat with a life jacket
talks to walls, argues with himself

clarinet player:
Too afraid too jump building because of their reed
Works in locomotives
too busy with reed for gun
throws reed into water
thinks reed is god

French Horn player:
leaps short buildings in a single bound
is more powerful than a switch engine
is just as fast as a speeding bullet
walks on water if sea is calm
talks with god

flute player:
barely clears a Quonset hut
loses tug-of-war with locomotive
can fire a speeding bullet
swims well
is occasionally addressed by god

oboist:
leaps short buildings with a running start and favorable winds
is almost as powerful as a switch engine
is almost as fast as a speeding bullet
walks on water in an indoor swimming pool
talks to god if special request is approved

bassoonist:
makes marks on the wall when trying to clear short buildings
is run over by a locomotive
can sometimes handle a gun without inflicting self-injury
dog-paddles
talks to animals

trumpet player:
argues with building when it won't get out of the way
sleeps in locomotive
claims it's too easy to catch bullets in teeth explaining why he really can't
saves water to drink after every triple C
thinks he's god.

Trombone player:
lifts buildings and walks under them
kicks locomotives off the tracks
catches speeding bullets in teeth and eats them
freezes water with a single glance
is god



What is a difference between a conductor and a clarinet player?

TWO MEASURES!


What is a brass player's favorite movie?

Gone with the Woodwinds.


God made some people trombone players.
Others were not so fortunate.


How many times does a trombone player laugh at a joke? - Once, when he hears it.
How many times does a trumpet player laugh at a joke? - Twice, once when he hears it and again when he gets it.
How many times does a tuba player laugh at a joke - Three times, once when he hears it, once when it's explained to him and once when he gets it.
How many times does a percussionist laugh at a joke? - He doesn't-he starts a fight because he thinks everyone is laughing at him.


What's the difference between a bull and an orchestra?

The bull has the horns in the front and the ass in the back!


What do you call 600 flute players at the bottom of the ocean?

A good start.

i suggest everyone goes here.

http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2005/09/0927_050927_giant_squid.html

long story short, some Japanese scientists have photographed a living Giant Squid for the first time!

the scientific communtiy rejoices.

somewhat busy weekend.

saturday: competition. cramped bus ride there, enjoyable bus ride home (rode the bus home with Jenny)

today: discovered another fish dead. thought myself: "self, i do think i need to clean this baby out...". in the midst of pondering a way to do it effectively without making myself and my bedrrom carpet smell like dirty fishtank/cowan lake on a hot day, my mom was like ''let's go shopping'' and i was like ''yay! stuff!"

so, we went to Meijers, bought some fishtank filters, some fish gravel, hair dye, and some other stuff. after that, went to Khols and got me a Stewie Griffin shirt and some shoes. good shoes that fit are hard to come by theses days. well, cheap ones that fit me, anyway...

got home, and found a thingy to put the remainder of my fish in (all 2 of them, a Bala Shark (not really a shark, but a big silver fish that looks like a shark) and a sucker-fish looking thingy that's not a real sucker fish.) while getting them out, the false sucker fish went peacefully. the bala on the otherhand, being the nice stronger mofo he is, jumps out and lands on my carpet. he hits, and doesn't move. i freak out, thinking it died on impact. then he flops around. i'm relieved and wooried at the same time, wondering where my cat is. i chase the fishy around for a few seconds, putting him in the container and slamming the lid on.

the fish tank has so much algea on it, i just said screw it and found an empty tank of the same size (we have like 3 or 4 here, lol) and set it up. now my fish are happy in their new home.


i'm one sad mofo.... a majority of this update was about fish....

also, i got this in an e-mail. i'll post it just to see who responds. e-mail me your response ( darkfire53@yahoo.com ) and tell me about it, or else i won't look at it for a while. yeah... i haven't been checking my e-mail the past week and a half or so.

Fill this out about me **BUT FIRST** Send a blank copy to all of your
friends (including me) so they can fill it out about you! Got it? BE
HONEST! after you answer all these questions you have to send it back to me with the answers. it's pretty short, so it won't take too much time out of your busy, hectic lives.

**YES or NO**
Ugly?:
Kind? :
Quiet? :

Loud? :
Shy? :
Weird? :
Selfish? :
Ghetto? :
Crazy?
Hot?:
Cute?:
Pretty?:
Sexy? :
Nice?
Immature? :
Rude? :
Cool? :
Brat? :
Stupid? :
Caring? :
Mature? :
A friend? :
More than a friend? :
Talkative? :
Boring? :
Beautiful? :
Creative? :
Smart? :
A flirt? :
A psycho? :
Confusing? :
Sweet? :
Mood swings? :
Attractive? :
Annoying? :
Funny? :
Hyper? :
Laid back? :
Perfect? :

**JUST SOME QUESTIONS**
1. What is my phone number?:
2.
(a) Do u think I'll get married?:
(b) If u do..who do u think I'll marry?:
3. When is my birthday?:
4. Who is my best friend(s)?:
5. Where did we meet?:
6. Have you ever had a dream about me?:
7. If you could change one thing about me what would it be?:
8. Describe me in 3-5 words:
10. If u could tell me one last thing what would it be?:
11 If u could ask me anything..what would it be?

**PERSONAL**
1. I am the________ person u know.
2. Would u like to kiss me?:
3. Do you want to be my bf/gf ?:
4.
(a) Do u ever think about me off line?:
(b) On a scale of 1-10 (10 being high), how much do you think of me each day?:
5.
(a) Would you ever ask me out?:
(b) Right now, what is the chance of that happening (in %):
6.
(a) Have you ever had a crush on me?:
(b) Do you still?:
7. On a scale of 1-10, what would you rate my personality?:
8. Physically, what's my best feature?:
9. Mentally, what's my best feature?

**EVERYBODY**
Do u wish we were closer?:

haven't updated in a while, but i don't care.

me and Jenny are back together as of last night.

this morning, in the shower, a thought struck me: at a young age, adults teach us to be communistic. remember when all they ever told you to do was share your stuff? communism right there. then, as life progresses, we lose it, becomming more greedy. therefore, kids are commies, and who hates commies? Republicans. i think i'm a Republican. i hate kids.


only i can make a connection between hating kids and communism...


...while in the shower...

last night was Tyler D's Halo 2 party. it kicked ass. territories on Turf pwns. Tyler's mom is hot.

friday night, we pwned Batavia. band-wise and football-wise. the Batavia band is really cool. i really hope we see them at a competition soon, even though they're not in our class (hawt chix)

for Snow Angel, i got Vincet. i really wanted Radio Guy ( me = underachiever), but i'll do my best not to fuck up too much with a more important role.

OMGZ!!!! today, mom dragged me to my sister's soccer game, which i didn't want to at first, but i'm glad she did. the other team was really bitchy and yelling at the refs (Jenny (freshman clarinet girl) and Jessica Erwin) the coach was getting on Jenny, so what did Jenny do?

*the following is a re-inactment. the following is an interpretation of how i saw it, which is what really happened*

coach (some really fat bitch in a yellow shirt): "bitchbitchbitchbitch"

Jenny: "I'll see your bitch and raise you a FUCKIN RED CARD!!!!!!!!"

coach: "OMGZ!!!! I'M VANQUISHED!!! BITCHBITCHBITCHBITCHBITCH"

*Jenny then points on says "get offa mah field, ho"*

bitch then goes sits in the porta-potty (no, seriously, no lie)

COMBAT REPORT:

bitch attacked, Jenny defend

bitch vs. RED CARD OF DOOM

RCD VICTORIOUS!

also, Jessica was bringin down the hammer on those yellow-bellied godzilla chicks. pushing this, tripping that, she even whipped out the lesser yellow card of doom. good job to the both of you, even though you'll both probably never read this. meh, i'll retell the stroy tomorrow anyway. only with more AWESOME


i'm changing my name to Heywood Jablome (say that fast, loffle)