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Wow....... [07 Nov 2004|06:50pm]
You know, if I kept this one running....I'd have three journals going.

But honestly, I don't know why I'm updating here right now. This journal is mad old, and I don't really like it anymore. I'm Pro-GJ, and occasionally LJ.

But you know whats sad? I look back at my old entries and just think "God...I was an asshole." Not so just to myself, but just in general. Damn. I was stupid as shit too. Oh well. Times have changed dramatically, and I'm not like that anymore...thank god...

But yea, I was just updating in here, after about...oh....couple of years. I don't know when the last entry was, but I can guarentee it was at least last year. Maybe I'll come back here in one year and make another update. Yea. A yearly update.

Then later on I can keep looking back at it, and see how I've progressed over the year.

Damn, thats not such a bad idea.
Give me your worst

[19 Nov 2003|04:19pm]
Yea, hey everyone. My new journal, will be www.greatestjournal.com/~ustimihsoy
Give me your worst

[10 Nov 2003|02:16pm]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | Matrix Revolutions-Nevras ]

Well, I'm not going to use THIS journal anymore. Maybe if you happen to come across my new one sometime, then you can look at it. But, just let it be known this is the last post here. Thanks.

~~~~~~~~~

Anyway, Life is good.

Bye.

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[02 Nov 2003|01:12am]
I need a new avatar....
Give me your worst

[30 Oct 2003|08:41pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]
[ music | Reload-Rob Zombie ]

For all those times, all those misunderstandings, hurtful events, things taken a different way when they shouldn't have. All the times I have been enraged, all the times I have been sad, everything evolving around what some people call the center and extent of your life, has been growing. And during this growth, something evil was about to happen. An evil being, living deep inside wants to get the fuck out every now and then. But lately, the demon wants out more.

Fucking people. Where to begin. People are such nuisances and assholes, they always more than likely say something, then do something totally different, or dont tell you something, and someone else tells you, and you fucking hate the other person for not telling you something important like it.

Take Vanessa. Lets see. First of, I try to still tell her I still feel horrible and disgusted at myself for what I did, that my heart still yearns to be with her sometime, and that I missed her again more after seeing her again at Loco. I told her everything. Guess what she said? Sorry. Thats it. I told her something else I would have put in here if I saved, but I was so disgusted by her reactions that I immediately signed off or blocked her. I came on the next day and asked if she thought about it, and HEY! Guess what? Shes still sorry! HAHA! Any meaning? Fuck no. The girl doesnt give a shit what I think anymore. Im old, Im dead to her. And another thing. She can be really snoobish at times, constantly thinking her and her friends are always right. I know more about this kid she likes and is probably going out with than she would like to believe. Every thing is "No" I doubt it, caleb wouldnt do that. Naahhh, his ex's would totally lie to my face and nearly cry about it. Yea, they were lying. I could tell! Sarcasm obviously people. I fucking know about that kid, and I just tried to warn her. I wasnt jealous or shit, and she has to go and turn it into a whole big deal. Well fuck you bitch. If he hurts you, dont come back and say sorry. I fucking hate people that do that to me. They totally fucking ignore what I have to say, and when I turn out to be right, there ass comes back apologizing. Fuck you, you should have listened to me in the first place.

Second off, people talk shit ALL THE FUCKING TIME. Stupid fucking freshmen who associate with a new friend, Siara, talk the biggest shit about me. They dont know dick about me. I dont even fucking know Head-up-my-ass, Tara, and she goes around telling this chick Siara to be careful of me, and that I sleep with so many girls. Fuck you bitch. You look like Sandy from Spongebob, props to Dan for that comment. hehe. Anyway, who the fuck do people think they are when they start saying shit about other people that isnt true at all? At least if i say it, and then they back it up, or i realize I was wrong, Ill take it back or apologize, very relunctantly though.

Otherwise, life is quite good. An old crush since for a long time, might want to be my significant other, and I got this new totally kickass friend Siara. But shit, it sucks. Really. I have my crush on one hand, and I dont know whats going to happen, and on the other, I have Siara, who if i went out with my crush, she wouldnt ever believe me about shit again. Christ. I hate sticky situations. And, I just dont know what to do for once. I want to go out with my crush, but I dont want to lose trust in this new friendship already. (II told Siara I really liked her cuz she liked alot of the same stuff, etc. She wasnt boring to talk to, and she wasnt a ditz.) But then theres my crush. Ive always wanted to go out with her. And well, FUCK! I just dont know. I'll probably feel terrible either way, lol...God damnit. Lets hope something happens to get me out of this. Like what, I dont know. I mean, even though Siara doesnt want a relationship, she surte doesnt act that way. I think this is the thing she didnt wanna tell me on the phone that day, so Im just guessing she really likes me. Dunno. Argh, I hate this shit. My crush for a looong time, or not retarded kickass Siara. FUCKING A!! SOMEONE HELP ME!! lol, Ill throw a secret competition. Whoever makes first move, gets me first! Lets hope neither of them read this.

Well, I dont know what else to write. Ive had my ranting taken out. Oh, and smashing things with a big metal pipe and shooting shit with a BB gun, is alot of fun. Just dont do it outside. Then you get neighbors coming out and yelling and almost getting arrested by being threatened to call the cops...Yea.

Out

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Just for you people who care about titles. [20 Oct 2003|05:58pm]
[ mood | Laughin at Mr. Anonymous ]

I'm honestly starting to believe, that either Tyler, Richie, or Ryan, or some other douchebag loser out there with nothing better to do on a night with all the time in the world to do something more productive, likes to leave comments on here as anonymous.

Well, I hope you realize, that out of all your desperate attempts to possibly piss me off with your mediocre words in a comment, have failed miserably. I really, don;t care what anonymouses? have to say anymore. Its just funny to watch someone cower behind a false and unknown identity, just becuz they are either scared, or too much of a pussy to express who said what. Just pretty abnoxious and childish really, on their part. I just laugh at their attempts to make sense of something. Even if I have a totally right point, like, my hand is flesh, they would have some stupid shit to say. I honestly think, they have fun, trying to bother me. If so, wow, you have NO life.

Honestly. What do you DO? Do you sit there, play ur lil gee-tar, hoping one day someone will listen to your shit? Keep chasing those dreams boy, right down the drainage pipe. Lemme guess. You must drink alcohol and think your "cool" right? Yea, having no sobreity is SO much fun. Two or three people, drinking. Wow, what good times guys.

"HEY LOOK!! I FELL ON MY ASS!!"
"HAHA!! THATS SO FUNNY!!"

.......
I'd rather be a group of people, like with my brother. Hell, I might go to his party on Halloween, or whatever day it is, just to shrug off my Gram's death.

Yes, she died. Tragically. My mom was there till 3 am. When she got home around 3 30 am, the doctor called half an hour later. I think my grams held out till she got home. Kinda good for my mom. She hasnt been in a spiffy mood lately, so I try to cheer her up. I've spent my tears and sorrow on this ordeal, so I'm trying to re-coop my cousins, siblings, parents, etc.

Well, time to go back to MM. Greatsest game of all time till WoW.

Go ahead Mr. Anonymous. Make a comment on my grams. I dare ya. ;)

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Staring deep into the eyes of closure [18 Oct 2003|01:29am]
[ mood | cheerful ]
[ music | Rammstein-Eifersucht ]

I wouldn't have thought today to be a hectic day at all. Whoa, was I decieved.

Just sittin there, chillin on MM, at Dan's house, when my cell rings. Mom asks if I can make it over to the Leomenster Hospital, with a sobbing, shaky voice. Obviously, things weren't good with someone. I have no way of getting there, and since it was such the family emergency it was, I had to pull brother out of work to have him and me go up there. Naturally, he picked me up and we zoomed over there.

When we got there, we already thought our grams was on the very thin edge of death itself, which I have never actually experienced before. Seeing, that is.

I sit and I watch her, sitting, rotting in that bed in the hospital. All those tubes in her, feeding her, giving her oxygen, all those crazy medicines with large names I'll never pronounce. Like Tylenol, or Sudafed...anyway, I felt horrible after looking at all the contraptions linked to her body. I felt like she was a test subject, not a patient. At first, I didn't even know what to think, or say.

My cousin Nick was there. What a scary mother fucker he was. No kidding. I saw him and was thinking "Shit, he got tough...He could be a Ford.." and then 5 minutes later, I see him holding my grams hand, saying "Grams, its me Nick...I love you so much.." then starts to cry. I felt sort of left out at that moment. I wasn't feeling any emotion at all. I didn't understand it. My brother was wet in the eye too, but he was tougher than that. Too hard-boiled. I just kinda watched as the family piled in, one after another, sometimes in herds, coming in to see the sickly women.

Another thing, I saw my Uncle Jimmy cry. You have NO idea how crazy that was for me too see. Thats like the equivalent of seeing that Abby girl in FHS who is a Senior and saying she isnt hot. Its that amazing. My uncle Jim, whos eyes turn bright white and goes into rages and nearly kills people with metal poles, crying. Just, unbelievable.

Eventually, I cried. I admit it. I cried over my grams. I was sitting there, watching her try to pull off some of the tubes, even though she quite needed them, I was holding her hand, staring at her eyes that seemed like they would never open again. I said "Hey gram.." with a shaky voice. Feeling the tears already swelling, I tell her I love her, and I start to cry. Big rubbery one.

I don;t understand. What is it about saying that phrase, that sparks something every time? Whether its like that, or you get handed a condom, its strong words. Something always comes from it. Some other emotion...

Well in the end of it all, shes pulling through the tough ol bastard. She surprised us all. Shes off all the tubes, and on one thing, that helps her breath, but shes needed that for bout 5 yrs now. I consider it her secondary nose now, not some tube. Maybe she will be back on her feet sometime soon. Then again, she can always collapse and die at any moment, but hey, theres always that 50% chance.

And by Tylenol, and Sudafed....If you think I can't pronounce those, take 5000 milligrams of Caffiene and go have fun dying, while jumping off walls and spinning in water.


PS- Any anonymous comments will be harassed to the ebst of my abilities. I'm not a great exploiter, but sometimes I can be. I don't care even if I know you, anonymous comments are not suggested. Leaving a name is fancy though.

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Uh [08 Oct 2003|04:22pm]
[ mood | relaxed ]
[ music | RATM-Renegades of Funk ]

Dont touch your weiner, unless you have really good reasons too.



Ok, Im bored with this already. Wee. Bye. Wee.




































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Hahahah [06 Oct 2003|04:18pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

Just in case for all you who missed out on this big Caleb going out with Vanessa, or people just pointy out that tall goofy fuck, missed this comment. Whoo boy.

(Posted by an anonymous)
CALEB IS A BIG FUCKING DONKEY BALL ASS HAT. I HATE THAT KID SOOOOOOO MUCH. IF I COULD GO BACK AND RE-DO MY HIGH SCHOOL YEARS, I WOULD FILL EVERY SINGLE LOVELY DAY WITH ME SHITTING IN HIS LOCKER AND FILLING HIS PACKBACK WITH SPAGHETTI.

ROFL. Jesus, I think I shit my pants when I read that. Normally I despise anonymous posts, but that one was well worth it. (JUST found out who, and you can't know.)

Anyway, things are looking pretty positive. In life, but not in school. Jesus, school has been a dead farm for the past week. Everyone seems so tired, and sickly, and dying, and tired.

I'm actually TRYING to pull myself out of the shithole grades and onto maybe B's or A's. I don't know why I have such a harder time with it, I just don't sit down in a comfy spot and do it. I think if I had, my own desk WITH a chair attached, I could sit there at night, and do my hw. Those desks are comfy for doing work in, and they aren't difficult to work with. I prefer them over a large table, but how the hell am I going to GET one? lol. Maybe I should just walk out with it. That would be funny. Wonder what they would say..."Sir, why are you stealing a ....desk..."

So, Siara, awesome. She has something that she tells people about me, that I pretty sure I know what it is, but I bug her about it because its more fun. Yet, I can tell her whatever and get no hint as to her comments at all, naturally. God, I hate girls...lol, anyway, she really is something esle. Shes the first girl that i've met that actually likes more than 4 things that I do. Shes not an idiot, like some previous ex's, -_-, and she doesn't talk like a moron. Shes not one of those typical girls in school, that listens to everyone, and she is kind of independent in a way. And I like that. She wants to figure out that I like her on my own, not just verbally. I'm working on that, because, I want to prove to her that I really do, cuz I mean, I do. lol. Even though we aren't going out, I feel committed, like as in, from hence forth, I'm not going to try shit with anyone else. Nothing. Not even jokes. I don't want yet another perfect opportunity to go down the shithole, so, I need to pull this off. Besides, she likes to rough house, and kick my ass. Of course I fight back, and thats fun, and sometimes it leads to pinning down, and yea, other stuff. No, not sex, because shes a virgin, but according to her, that may change...And seems how she likes me alot, hmm. lol. I don't know. Maybe after awhile, but hopefully not right away.

What else to write, I don't know. So, I'll be getting off now...


FUCK OFF

Give me your worst

Locobazooka [28 Sep 2003|10:09pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

Number of bruises: 5
Black eyes: 1
Hot chicks: 578
Pair of titties seen: 8
Bands that kicked my ass: 8
Cheese fries: Delicious
Coming home and receiving damn good news: 10
Fact its my birthday: Priceless

Cmon, you saw it coming.

I cant hear shit besides those faggot Gnome shits that live in my ears ringing bells all the time.

I went crowdsurfing, and I have pictures of Spyder, leader of PM5K, tits, Katie Something, and other girls and people. Alot of other stuff to be taken too. God, my hand hurts.

Im tired, I got bruises up the wazoo, I want to molest some serious tits after seeing those plump things, and I want to sleep. If I could only do all this at once, it'd be beyond good. So good, I'd be your Buddha.

Mudshovel pit: Insane
PM5K Crowdsurfing: Higher self-esteem
Getting punched in the eye during Motograter: Wonderful

Yea, saw some girls there I knew, who are hot, obviously, and mostly, got my ass kicked in the blazing heat at the front, and in the pits, so yea, good day for a birthday. Im going to go jerk off now, so unless you want to help me, fuck off.

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Hustling? Whats so stupid about that? [27 Sep 2003|08:21pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]

I decided I wanna be a Pro hustler, in Poker, and possibly Pool.

Guess who doesnt think its a good idea? Dan, of course.

Anything I decide to try and fucking do, is a stupid and retarded idea to him, but god forbid if it pertains to what HE likes.

I wanted to try to learn how to skateboard, as a method of movement instead of a busted bike.
Guess what?
Stupid fucking idea.

He finds a game he likes, and wants me to play. I like it, and I play it alot

Guess what?
Good idea.

I want to try and live a sort of edgy, some what big money life. Cheating in betting games, doing shit that involves big money.

Guess what? Stupid fucking idea folks!

Of course, it doesnt pertain to Dan's personal bullshit, like A Perfect Circle, or other "awesome" bands and movies and pictures he makes, or books. Holy shit if I dont like what he does all the time, and I decide to try and pull something off for once, that can be pretty fucking productive. Go ahead Dan, insult my every attempt to try and do something outside of what you like. I really dont give a shit anymore. It just gives me more of a reason to insult your shitty likings, just as much as you love to do.

I wonder if you do this to every fucking person who decides to not listen to APC, or read Chuck Palahniuk, or make "cool" backgrounds and pictures on a computer.

This is for you Dan, you fuckhead. And you say I need discretion.

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[24 Sep 2003|08:07pm]
[ mood | amused ]

Ha ha ha.

Nikita's grandma called me an asshole!

Ha ha ha

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So I lied [23 Sep 2003|01:45pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]
[ music | Bloodhound Gang-Bad Touch ]

So I lied, shoot me.

But, I will use this for anger against fellow people or peers, as we call them.DO not be angry with anything I write, because it's the truth, and you can't handle the truth, so don't look.

First off to bitch about, is people who talk like they are super intelligent one million IQ level 280/280 MCAS scorers on there DJ, LJ, UJ, whatever, but talk totally normal or braindead in life....

WHY?! Stop giving off some faked ass illusion of "Oh my god Im so smart cuz I talk like this" if you can't even do it in life. Jeez. Dan doesn't do it...Most of the time. Vanessa doesn't, and maybe some others. But, pratically ALL of the girls, do it. They write these real long and complicated words that I only understand because for some reason I can do that...I know what words mean, most of the time...and they talk like that in reality? Fuck no. They talk like everyone else.

Stop showing off some different side of you some people may not know. Just be what you act more than usual. If its a false mask, then maybe you should stick with the original depending on how awful or different they are in comparison.

Well, I need to keep clicking that "Fight" button, so get out!

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[21 Sep 2003|02:32pm]
Nobody reads this thing anymore, or leaves comments...So fuck it.

Im not using it anymore.

No more updates, buh bye.
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Wow... [16 Sep 2003|03:45pm]
[ mood | crushed ]

Dude, one of my friends went and broke into his ex girls house, with a crossbow, and locked himself in her closet...THe police got him out, and hes in the hospital. I never thought he was capable of something like that. He seemed like such a good kid, and funny, never like that....

Vanessa's friend Alexis died, and alot of people at my skool know her too, like Angela, and they all grieve her, so thats there too.

What is up with people these days? Alot of people I know, or people I know that know them, or going on a spree of doing something horrible.

Its like a wave came in. Well, more shit will fly if something happens within the next week that involves ME....

Cya then..

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Life exists [14 Sep 2003|10:55pm]
[ mood | Demonic ]

Life goes on and on for everyone. Do I care? No, no I don't. What makes me so indifferent from so many of my peers, to make me consider such shit?

I care not of you're pussy shit. I care not of your life. I care not of anything you conisder important. I care NOT OF words.

Why? I truly cans't say. Stumbling across reality every now and then is quite the trip, but the thought ravage through my mind, torturing my brain. I think so notoriously and derrogatory over so many issues and thoughts, and I cannot stay withon the constant path. Beatings to my brain smack me and say "What if this happens Cory? What the fuck will you do then? What will everyone say or act towards you?"

I do not wish to consider these things. To actually be the father of all this, would be quite the feat, and be quite the burden and such. Being the father of an ever-changing life.

Wonder why I question it all, but pain releases me. Pain, in itself, hurts. WHy does this trigger happiness? I don't like creating pain in others, but to receive it physcally, is fun. This is why I cannot wait until my B-day. Loco is going to kick my ass, chew me up, and spit me out. Fun shit. Halloween, god knows what I have in store for Halloween. The house, will be mine. I might go as far to stick Jesus' head on a pike and place it in the ground. It's all out this year, and hopefully I can pull it off.

Give me your worst

HEY! [05 Sep 2003|05:02pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

HEY!

Cory has a girlfriend!

HEY!

Yep...good times....

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Fuck me! [02 Sep 2003|03:24am]
Ok, so its Tuesday , now...Was monday a little while ago.

Im waiting in my bed for rents to sleep, so I can sneak downstairs.

Part 1 accomplished.

As I turn on the pc and start Monster and Me, I have a dl....about....well I dont know, but it was 5 million bytes and I dont know how much kb that is, but it was a alot. So i start playing Wolfenstein...

Part 2 accomplished.

So i head onto MM to have some ninja kick ass ness with my new dragon...Servers arent on...

Fucking shit. Ive wasted twenty minutes doing what i snuck down here to do. This is precious time in case i get caught, and i have skool prep at 5 45...

Oh well...lets pray for me that the servers will start soon

Piece
Give me your worst

[28 Aug 2003|09:29pm]
[ mood | crappy ]

There was never much hope....






Just a fool's hope....

Give me your worst

You know what? [27 Aug 2003|11:24pm]
[ mood | discontent ]
[ music | Pirates of the Cari. ST- Got good pumped music ]

I was taking a shower, and thinking. Thinking of how much I would love to start off on a new fucking slate. And I figured out the perfect fucking way, if I really decide Im sick of all these people, and just don't give a damn anymore.

Im going to fucking join the military.

I get away from all these fucks who dont care, I get away from it all. I actually will be revered in their eyes, for helping the fucking country. And you know what else? I wouldnt mind getting shot down either. At least I fucking lived as much as I have wanted, and I died in a honorable way. So know what? If I get driven to that edge, fuck you, fuck everyone. Im leaving and hopefully going off to prove something to everyone.

Hope you take this seriously, cuz I sure as hell am.

Give me your worst

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