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December 31 I Don't Need No Pretty FaceI don't need anyone Don't need no mom and dad Don't need no pretty face Don't need no human race I got some news for you Don't even need you too I got my devil machine Got my electronic dream Sonic reducer Ain't no loser I'm a sonic reducer Ain't no loser People out on the streets They don't know who I am I watch them from my room They all just pass me by But I'm not just anyone Said I'm not just anyone I got my devil machine Got my electronic dream Sonic reducer Ain't no loser I'm a sonic reducer Ain't no loser I'll be a pharaoh soon Rule from some golden tomb Things will be different then The sun will rise from here Then I'll be ten feet tall And you'll be nothing at all This song, personally, says a lot. Once again, not much to write about again. I'm just wondering if anything is going on tonight- I haven't heard of any New Year's parties happening or anything. As for my New Year's resolution... can't think of one. Mayhaps it's time for me to be less shy, and more straight-forward. I've missed so much by just keeping stuff to myself- not going to let anything pass me by again. Anyways, I work from 2 to 6 today, and then I'll probably be back in Lake Lenore tonight. If anyone knows of anything happening tonight, give me a shout; I don't wanna spend New Years at home by myself =[ Also, we need fireworks. Lots. Later gator! December 30 The First Blog in a Long Time That I Have Written-ed.Ahoy! Yeah, I haven't exactly written anything too substantial for awhile, but here goes nothing. I think the reason I haven't come up with any new blog entries in the past couple months that are relative to the ones I made over summer is because nothing too great has happened, and I haven't been on any wild or crazy adventures, such as the ones that I encountered over the summer. I guess I can pick up where I left off- and I'm thinking that kinda begins at the entry where I said that Skye and me were going out. Well, we aren't anymore, and to tell you the truth: Liberation feels epic. I took the break-up pretty hard though, initially. I actually moved out because I couldn't stand to be in my own home anymore, mainly because everywhere I looked, I saw her. Weird, eh? Well, moving out kinda settled myself down, and it brought me closer to friends and a social-life once again. Also, moving out is helping to reduce the amount of driving that I'd have to do from Lake Lenore to Muenster to Humboldt, so on. I finally got a job as a Produce Clerk in Extra Foods, and I began at the beginning of December. I also got an LG Shine. The mead I started brewing at the end of June 2008 is finally bottled and ready for consumption. I finally bought my 40 oz. of beer. Good ol' Colt 45. I've added way more patches, spikes, and even beer-bottle caps to my vest. I still want to start a punk band. University is going well, but I'm not sure what I wanna do with my life. As of now: Nothing. I'm still pieceing together my JT Tac-5 paintball marker. I have the stock ordered, and it should be here soon. I got profiled by the cops. I'm still hanging out with the sweetest people ever. I got 007: Quantum of Solace video-game for PS3 for Christmas. It's pretty sweet thus far. Bacon. I've lost well over 20 lbs since summer. I miss my mohawk. =[ I got a new kitten. Formerly a stray. I also got Farcry 2 for PS3. And that's about it. Not really feeling like writing. Although I've noticed lots and lots of people have been writing epic poetry in Facebook notes- keep up the good work. It's beautiful. It's this sort of expression that makes me want to start up a punk band- it doesn't matter if you have any talent or can do anything, it's the matter if you have the balls to get up there and do it. Punk music. Defined. Adios. December 23 The ReasonI asked her what her reason was for wanting to go out with me in the first place. Her reason was as follows: Cuz I liked you. You treated me, at the time, the way I wanted to be treated- more than anyone else had. I thought you weren't like the others. It's the single nicest, most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to or thought of me. Yeah, it's been exactly a month since we split- but damn. This damn near brought a tear to my eye. It may be over, but this will stick with me forever. Life goes on. -Mike. |
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