| Tuesday, May 16th, 2006 |
| 7:32 pm |
wow, its been forever since ive been on livejournal. i had forgotten about it till gunnar asked me to read somethin on his lj. who the fuck still uses this thing? |
| Saturday, March 11th, 2006 |
| 6:40 pm |
I'm playing in a Disc Golf Tournement tomorrow morning. Its handicap scoring, so i have a chance of winning. If it was just best score, there would be no chance. I shoot okay, around par, but there are people that can shoot in the 50s and even 40s. par being 69 at that field, thats crazy. Straight 3s, which is always either par, birdie or eagle, is still a 54. there are people that shoot mid 40s. thats nuts. But with handicap, you only you have to beat your own average by the most, like if my handicap is 25, it means my average is 25 above Pro Par(52)((Par being 72, Pro Par being what the average Pro shoots)) So I just have to beat my handicap by more then someone else beats theres. I know none of you care to hear this much about it, but here it is anyways. Il post how good I do in the next few days. Current Mood: alrightCurrent Music: Nevermore "Medicated Nation" |
| Wednesday, March 1st, 2006 |
| 4:58 pm |
best two rounds of disc golf ever! Par 69, first round, 67, second round, 70 |
| Tuesday, February 28th, 2006 |
| 12:00 pm |
................blah.................i wanna go play disc golf....I may be going to the NIN concert tonight, dont know for sure yet, lets hope i get the ticket |
| Friday, February 17th, 2006 |
| 11:00 pm |
I dont care whether you think i am smart or dumb, Plain or wierd, or whatever, but expieriance is the very best teacher, and a moron with expieriance is better to listen to then a genius without any. TAKE MY ADVICE WHEN I KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT! |
| Sunday, February 12th, 2006 |
| 12:32 pm |
you only find what you are looking for when your not looking, and not trying to find it. Life is so strange like this. |
| Sunday, February 5th, 2006 |
| 4:50 pm |
"Give me your trust, said the lord of the war. On my shoulder's I support the sky. Trust me to know, and to do what is best, And I will take care of the rest. But trust is the color of a dark seed growing. Trust is the color of a heart's blood flowing. Trust is the color of a soul's last breath. Trust is the color of death. Give me your trust, said the queen on her throne, For I must bear the burden all alone. Trust me to lead, and to judge, and to rule, And no man will think you a fool. But trust is the sound of the grave-dog's bark. Trust is the sound of betrayal in the dark. Trust is the sound of a soul's last breath. Trust is the sound of death." Current Music: Good music |
| Friday, February 3rd, 2006 |
| 2:41 pm |
i never understood why they say dont mix your liquer.....now i do. I apologize to anyone that was there. next time, i wont get that drunk. |
| Thursday, January 26th, 2006 |
| 2:29 pm |
Another fun little sign of insanity presented itself today. It's pretty bad. what little twists of mind will show themselves next? |
| Monday, January 23rd, 2006 |
| 8:37 am |
"Did you ever wonder why the wind blows cold? Did you ever realize your face is painted on my soul? In between your whispers so sincere I'll catch you when you fall Trhough the eyes of broken innocence I'd sell my heart for stones Leave it all behind and fade away To feel your purest blue I can feel your purest blue, for you I must be strong For I don't know right from wrong Did you ever wonder why they all have gone away? Did you ever realize that nothing changes, everything stays the same? In between your whispers so sincere I'll catch you when you fall Trhough the eyes of broken innocence I'd sell my heart for stones Leave it all behind and fade away To feel your purest blue I can feel your purest blue, for you I must be strong For I don't know right from wrong I will lay in the gentle hands of your controlling gaze I will be your servant through your darkest days I will make the sacrifice and change just for you I will dive into the essence of your purest blue In between your whispers so sincere I'll catch you when you fall Trhough the eyes of broken innocence I'd sell my heart for stones Leave it all behind and fade away To feel your purest blue I can feel your purest blue, for you I must be strong For I don't know right from wrong" Current Mood: ehCurrent Music: Nevermore |
| Monday, January 16th, 2006 |
| 2:17 pm |
it is said that even the most beautiful flowers have thier thorns, but can it be the other way around sometimes? Maybe the darkest thorns are hiding behind flowers..... |
| 12:50 am |
memory truely is an evil thing. I wish the past could simply be forgotten. No matter where i go, my past will always be there to haunt me, be it though others around me, or in my own mind. Things have been broken that can not be fixed. I can not be fixed. Running from your past is as useful as running from your shadow on a sunny day. But i will try anyway. It will take a long time before i have the strength to run, but as soon as possible, run i will. Memory truely is an evil thing. |
| Thursday, January 5th, 2006 |
| 5:51 pm |
DO NOT LET IT BE SAID that i have no plan for my life. Until all the strength of my mind is gone, I will spend my life in pursuit of what i seek. Maybe months, maybe years, maybe this life and the next, but i will find what i am looking for. Do not say i do nothing with my life. |
| Wednesday, January 4th, 2006 |
| 3:47 pm |
Wake up, mow the weed you'd be nothing without me take my life, if you have the heart to die. You bastards taint my tool rape my words, play me a fool Gather your precious glitter and leave me be. The great ones are all dead and im tired too I truely Hate you all! Current Mood: fucking tired of you allCurrent Music: nightwish |
| 3:39 pm |
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| Thursday, December 29th, 2005 |
| 6:33 pm |
My mind is clouded with doubt. A shadow of a shadow is pulling all my strings. What I thought was clear and right in life, has been pulled beneath the surface, drowning in the dark. Ive slipped through the fingers of the strong hand of reason, Falling into the cold mist of uncertainty. Sanity gives way to madness, bravery gives way to fear. So many demons, I can no longer be steadfast. With so much confusion, why must I be left alone, To wither and wallow in the hole that is my mind? I'm afraid to say a word, I'm afraid to ask for help, Like quicksand, any move I make pulls me deeper then before. I use my tears to try to wash the blood from my hands, But I can not cry hard enough, and the stain is too deep. So many demons taking over my mind, wielding all my weaknesses. Each one draws the fire from my soul, spilling my strength like blood. Screaming for a savior to chase away my nightmares. Begging to be released from all this fear and doubt. Please let me out.....let me out....let me out. Current Mood: help me |
| Wednesday, December 28th, 2005 |
| 1:56 pm |
I could have waited till fire rained down from the skies. I could have waited till hell begain to rise I could have waited till there was nothing left to wait for but instead my heart and pleas she decided to ignore |
| Monday, December 26th, 2005 |
| 10:44 am |
the true spirit of xmas...is to get as drunk as you can and dance until you dont feel bad anymore. |
| Friday, December 16th, 2005 |
| 8:27 am |
You see I cannot be forsaken Because I'm not the only one We walk amongst you Feeding, raping Must we hide from everyone |
| Wednesday, December 14th, 2005 |
| 1:10 pm |
fucking hell!!
SO i was very sick on tuesday, ended up in bed for 16 hours. I called in sick to work (training) and what i didnt know is...Now i have to start training all over again. And there isnt another class until jan. 18. Fuck that. unless i can get a private lesson to get caught up, im not goin back there. I can get a job somewhere else if i have to. God damn it. Well, looks like i have a few weeks off....and no money. which also means that will push back my apartment a couple more months. Current Mood: FUCKIN PISSED |
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