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HamiltonGlowstringer
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Name: Matt
Country: Canada
State: Ontario
Metro: Hamilton
Interests: Glowstringing, EDM, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Rage Against the Machine, MAD magazine, talking with MissE, Soccer (I play goalie).. Hmm.. what else?
Expertise: Loafing, spouting nonsense, sarcasm, deep thinking, etc...
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
Message: message me
MSN: endlessmix@gmail.com
AIM:  dundasraver
Member Since:
9/29/2004
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http://fatm.blogspot.com
There's always that one girl who changes your life. She's there to lift you up where you're down, to bring sun out of a rainy day. You can't help but smile around her and anything she says to you makes you feel like you have wings on your feet. Your number one goal in life is to never hurt her or ever make her cry... You love her.
If you ever read this: You know who you are.
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| Well, Xanga overhaul time! Yes, I'm back once again, throwing some
love out to everyone. Wait. How do you throw love? Screw it. I'm going
to go glowstick.
Which brings me to the question: Why the hell
am I stringing? mean I could've picked a more normal hobby, one that
involved physical involvement or one that I'm actually apply. I doubt
I'm ever going to go to a rave in my lifetime, so why try?
I
think I know why. Because stringing is my form of self expression. It
may seem like pretty colours to some other people, but when you lace up
the sticks and you block out everything excet the bass and the position
of the strings in your mind, there's something that clicks: A Unity
between sound and light that's calming. A untiy that makes me forget
about anything and everything I'm worried about. About how I have no
clue what I'm doing in life, about how everyone's leaving for college
or programs and I'm dead broke, no liscence, no job, lazy ass Matt,
with no direction in life.
Is it too much to ask for a good time
while not having to worry about the stress of post-education? Fuck, I
don't want to grow up. I'm scared. Responsibilities like actually
having to worry about if I'm going to have enough money to keep up
payments on a home, or electricity eventually make things such as
thinking about how I'm going to pay for this months subscription of X
Game pretty trivial. I mean, is it life's goal to make you seem as
childish as possible? I mean, in order to do anything I WANT to do in
life, I need math, physics, chem, or some shit that I'm bad at. I just
want to be able to work during school, and spend my well earned breaks
like I want. But NO. My summers are now to be spent earning money for
college, where I'll be working even harder to prepare for the
crappiness that is adulthood.
Also, thinking that I needed a
girlfriend = bad mistake. No offense to said person, but I don't think
this is what I need right now. Either that or she's just not the right
one for me. I just need a girl to cuddle with and talk to. Some girl
that's smart, informed.. and honestly a little crazy. Having a foil
like that would be heaven. Fuck. I'm rambling too much.
This is what happens when you think too much, children. | | |
| I present to you people, two pictures. First, of the toughest motherfucker ever to walk the planet..
And the second, of me, a la formal.
*Shrug* S'all well and done. I'm done my english exam, so that's why I'm home so early. I haven't updated in over a month, so I decided to throw a good entry on the old Zangay.
Nothing's really new, just doing the soccer/WoW/school/glowsticking thing. Got back into stringing after seeing Stinkowicz' (username) video. I guess I've been slacking as of late. Been DDR'ing, just chilling out... trying to keep myself from getting obese. Y'know how it is.
I'm also currently addicted to frutopia. How about that?
Downloaded 2 concert albums of queen, so that's why they're dominating my playlist. Queen > You.
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| Merry X-mas everyone. I'm currently posting this from my Aunt + Uncle's house in Sudbury, Ontario. It's North. And North means cold. So I'm cold.
X-mas was normal this year, you could say. Got a nice dress shirt, fantastic four, and some money. I'd like it a lot more if I was with my mom, than up here, but meh. I'm not too fond about these reletives, not because they're bad or annoying or anything, it's just that my two cousins are probably the nicest, and best kids a parent could ask for. So... naturally my dad feels to comment about that at every chance he gets. Woot. Way to make me feel important, dad.
They just seem so.. perfect. Like they both have jobs, liscences, amazing, multi-year relationships with people who care about them tons, amazing grades and all that jazz... And it sort of makes me feel inadequate. I don't know why I'm expressing all this electronically, so all you can point and laugh and say "LOSER!" but yeah, I did.
So there :P.
-Peace on Earth, death to X-mas carols. | | |
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