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Ceasar209
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Name: Andrew Birthday: 2/6/1986 Gender: Male
Interests: Acting, Music, Cooking Expertise: Um....I think I act well...I also do other things well...when I'm alone, no lights on, no one home....I listen to Music and meditate...Pervs! Occupation: Student
Message: message me AIM: Ceasar209 Yahoo: obt_2002
Member Since:
2/17/2004
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| "HOLY FUCKIN SHIT WHERE DID I GO?!"
Chill Everyone, it's been a while, but I'm back. Nothing much has been going on with my life. Working non stop...had my vacation....got a wonderful girlfriend. Yup...sorry everyone, I'm taken. Heather..I less than three you.
Anyway..I'm only posting because of insomnia and I have a burning question to ask....and that question is "Why the FUCK do I actually kinda LIKE Paris Hilton's single?!?!?!?!" Someone shoot me and take me out of my self-inflicted misery!
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| "God I love communicating..."
Why is anytime I try to start a serious conversation I get slapped with some stupid remark and shot down for the rest of the night? *sigh* Fuck emotions....I decree all my emotions are now going into a little ball...going into my pancreas....and in 20 years, I'll pay a doctor to take it out as cancer. Good Night and GOod Luck | | |
| "everybody knows it hurts to grow up but everybody does...let me tell you what the years go on and we're still fighting it"
Okay, so I haven't posted on here in a while. I guess it's because I've been working myself into oblivion. Working 6 days a week in seafood AND deli, not even getting 40 hours, and not even bringing home 200 a week. And I would love to say that I spend my down time at work or at home writing and working on something great but...I spend my down time at home sleeping or lying in bed watching tv. I've lost that spark I used to have. I keep begging for it to come back....Using my theory of "if I'm depressed I'll write" but that hasn't helpped...the pills haven't helped either...damn catch-22. I don't know anymore.
Certain things have happened to me over the past couple of days that have certainly made me happy. Hopefully these events (one in particular) continue. I think its about time I actually got on with my life as opposed to just live in this fucking funk I'm in. I'm ready. | | |
| "God I love communicating/I just hate the shit we're missing..."
I was talking to my Director from PSNK today and he made a comment that started me on a tirade about silence. These are my verbatim quotes, after which Im going to shut up and let you people talk...if you feel like it.
"They say silence is golden, but I need noise in my life. I need it like a junkie needs a fix. Noise has become the new drug. We all wander around in cities. The horns, the chattering in Bluetooth enabled earpieces, the sound of our shoes hitting the pavement...This cacophony of noise all created because if we have silence, we have to face ourselves. Our Hopes, Our Dreams, Our Fears, What we Love/Hate about ourselves. And that is the scariest thing of all to me"
"My own worst fear..is my exsistance."
"I communicate beter at writing than speech...It's scary and pathetic really. I do work at it. I'm just afraid that when the time comes to actually convey my thoughts through speech, it will come out as binary from writing on the computer or I will vomit in ink"
Okay people....Talk. Write. Communicate. | | |
| Who just got kicked out of Freeport High School?
Me, Penn, Lisa, and Josh!
Fuck you Freeport...and Fuck you **** and your two options | | |
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