Arrogance is Bliss

This one's for the losers.

Fri, 24 Nov 2006 05:07:15 GMT

How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you when we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
Where were you while we were getting high?

Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky

Wake up the dawn and ask her why
A dreamer dreams she never dies
Wipe that tear away now from your eye
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
Where were you when we were getting high?

Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky

Cos people believe that they're
Gonna get away for the summer
But you and I, we live and die
The world's still spinning round
We don't know why
Why, why, why, why

How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you when we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
Where were you while we were getting high?

Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky

Cos people believe that they're
Gonna get away for the summer
But you and I, we live and die
The world's still spinning round
We don't know why
Why, why, why, why

How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you when we were getting high?
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high

Sat, 18 Nov 2006 20:54:40 GMT

So yeah...Havent done this in a while.

Since the last time you guys talked to me, a lot has changed. I used to have an apartment, and nice clothes, and I was well fed. Now I have three changes of clothes that rarely get washed, no money, and I've lost fifteen pounds. Long story short, I'm moving back in with my parents.

My bullshit sensor has been really cloged recently. Any excess bullshit makes me very upset, very quickly. So I'm trying to avoid being around people who make me feel crazy. Well, crazy in a bad way at least.

I feel like I've lost love from my life. I can't seem to find someone to fill the hole that [she] left. I miss [her], a lot. But there's not much I can do anymore. [She] will be in my memories until I die. I'm not centered around one person though, there are a couple others who dominate my mind. Individuals who I think could bring me a joy I haven't felt in a while. One of them is still hurt by me, but by the stars, I hope I haven't ruined any chance I ever had with her. Another one I see almost daily, I don't know how she feels, but I do know that at this time, a relationship with her probably isnt the best idea. After all, there is always a time and a place. The last girl I find myself thinking about occasionally I have met only once, and she affected me so deeply during that time (About a month ago) that I have thought about her last statement to me every day since, probably because it's true for me too.

Do you know what she said?

"I'm lonely."

Mon, 22 May 2006 02:59:13 GMT

I found someone...

She's pretty. And she's just like me. Just as raunchy and obscene. Just as addicted to...well, you get the idea.

Point is I'm out on my own, and I'm happy.

But people should call me more. Everyday is a party.

(760)717-0862

Later kids,
Keith

Sun, 02 Oct 2005 16:21:10 GMT

$50 to whoever can tell me who Ali was fooling around with last night.

:-p

You have obviously underestimated my power

Sun, 15 May 2005 17:22:21 GMT

Blaze all day, every day
Each way, the right way
My way, greenhay, we high
Been there done that
Big blunts, fat sacks
Hit it fast, make it last
First class, we blaze

Sun, 08 May 2005 14:58:01 GMT

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Monica makes me happy.

Wed, 30 Mar 2005 05:42:19 GMT

You know what the best part of my day is?

When I finally come home, sit down in front of my computer and take my shoes off. That's me saying to the world, "I am home, and my day is over. It's my time to relax."

Friends Only

Fri, 25 Mar 2005 22:28:59 GMT

Thats right, due to the amount of bullshit circulating in the universe, this journal is now friends only.
Drop me a line and I'll add you if I so choose.

Fri, 25 Mar 2005 22:12:41 GMT

I have a thought. It's an interesting thought, so lets try it.

Next time you feel the urge to post your thoughts about people, put their names there too. Stop being a little bitch about it and own up.

That is all for now.

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 16:58:12 GMT

What's going on today?
Why must it be this way?
We're going nowhere and
We're still knocking the need to bow down

They think we're all the same
And always we're to blame
For shit I think is lame
It's time to stop the game
I think it's time to pay for everything you made me say

We are the ones breaking you down
We are the hope to drown out your sounds
All Across the world you think we're to found
All Across the world you're breaking you down

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 06:53:51 GMT

I was discussing things I regretted today with Pat in auto. I regret what I did to Megan, because that probably would have worked out with less pain than the bullshit Alex put me through.

He said to me, "It's high school, these things never last."
To which I replied, "Yeah, but the memories do."

The Perfect End

Wed, 23 Mar 2005 18:06:07 GMT

Look at me and tell me what you see
I am not what you think I am
Too weird to live, too rare to die 
Haloed in the headlights of death
Is this Hell disguised as heaven?
Is this death masquerading as life?
So much is said, so little shown
I see no reason, I feel no end

Stitched up like a ragged doll
Wrapped around your naked soul
I am what you know as temptation
I am the ancient deception
I wish I could leave this world behind
I wish I had the will to end it all
This is not a happy ending
This is not a last goodbye
Open your eyes and stop pretending
This is not the perfect end

Wed, 23 Mar 2005 03:33:57 GMT

Today's quote?

I'm more immortal than you are!

Tue, 22 Mar 2005 13:22:18 GMT

Just say N.O.

Keith's terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day

Tue, 22 Mar 2005 02:39:32 GMT

Okay, here's the rundown, I got to work just fine, and gave Josh a CD because after it finds it's way onto my computer, I never use it again. So the day got off on a good foot, then after I clocked in I got about fifteen people in line at Starbucks who were assholes. Major, blown-out, goatse-lovin' assholes. Appearently if you get bitched at by your boss all day it's okay to come to Vons and bitch at the kid in Starbucks. Shortly after that, we were audited. We bombed entirely, and my manager looked like she was going to break down which tugged at my heart-strings a bit. She's nothing but nice and she seems to like her job. So I tried to comfort her, I think I failed, but hey, I tried. Three hours later, I went to lunch.

At this point, I felt like going to South America and burning the entire Amazon to the ground. Where's your fuckin' coffee now? Bitches.

Lunch went great, I came back to work feeling far better. Nothing like laughter to cure a bad mood. I survived the next three hours, then I ran home to do my homework, started sliding into blackness again when that started. Then I had class, where I saw some friends I haven't seen in a while. And I got the phone number of a cute girl!

Then my dad started bitching at me the second I got in the car. Great asshole, if you have a bad day take it out on me, it's not like I deal with that at work or anything. Then I came home. Now I'm writing this, and then I get to walk the dogs.

When I get home, shower. Then chat a bit, leave a message on Josh's phone to make sure he doesn't forget about me, then sleep.

Sun, 20 Mar 2005 19:51:24 GMT

I found something out last night.

Alex was so fucking terrible for me. Until now I had no idea. But now I've learned the truth. The greatest thing in the world is friends who know who you are and love you anyway.

The second greatest thing is $500 Brandy.

Sun, 20 Mar 2005 06:46:37 GMT

The rundown.

4 Shots Vodka
3 Shots Bailey's
2 Shots Kaluha
2 Shots of $500, six year old Brandy

Grand total? 11 Shots of 80-100 proof alcohol.

And I can still type.

Eat my shit.

Sun, 20 Mar 2005 01:03:56 GMT

Proudest moment of my life?

Being thrown out of the moshpit by the skin-heads and then listening to them tell me to calm down. Appearently I was too intense for the Aryan Brotherhood.

You can't stand the heat? Get the fuck out of my kitchen.

Fri, 18 Mar 2005 04:55:37 GMT

You were looking for a way to change your life.
You could not do this on your own.

All the ways you wish you could be, that's me.

I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.

Wed, 16 Mar 2005 21:14:08 GMT

Got a job. I start tomorrow morning at Vons. 6-2.

MONEY!

Peace!

Wed, 16 Mar 2005 07:49:25 GMT

You think being a stoner is cool?

I smoked a lot of weed, but I never thought it made me cool. It didn't make me anything but high.

You are not cool because you smoke. Shit, you dont even hold the pipe.

Tue, 15 Mar 2005 15:43:07 GMT

I want to scream at the sky. It's not fair. Why does life have to treat me like this. I guess I should be happy that I'm not the only one in the world feeling hurt, but that just makes me want to scream louder. I want to shake the heavens down with my fury. It's not fair? It should be.

My body's made of fire
Black and deep and cold
Burning for the choice I made
So many years ago

And love will keep me tethered
For my wings are stripped of flight
But into my mad, deluded world
They cross the battle lines

Into their end

One dream of God
One dream of less
One dream of strength and cowardice
With the rage of the seraphs at my side

One dream of man
One dream of fate
One dream of love
That's turned to hate
With the rage of the seraphs at my side

The punishments I carry now
Are of my own design
For once I brought the hand of God
And now this gift is mine

Mon, 14 Mar 2005 04:34:45 GMT

Well, me and Alex are on good terms again. I think we just needed to talk.

I know what this looks like, but realize that I wont let things go around in a big viscious circle again. I just still kinda like being her friend. No...I do like being her friend.

I got my hate out of my system last night. I guess that storm has passed.

Please don't do anything you know will hurt me...

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To die, perchance to sin, that's the rub
For in that sleep of sin, what, what kingdom may come?

What of the limitless sex and violence in the wake of RagNaRok

Welcome to the slaughter, what are going to do?
What will be your epitaph, when we get done with you?
Are you gonna cry for your momma, are you gonna have a good time?
Are you gonna be a bohab, when it's your turn to die?
It all gets pretty crazy, bedlam all around

Anarchy, chaos rule the street, it's a RagNaRok party town!
Your head it is a turnin', your brain it is a burnin'
As your sanity slips away
The final hour's here, now grab yourself a beer
You're only king for one day

Go on and get a gun, we're gonna have some fun
Snuffin' out some fools, and breakin' all the rules
The only rule is winnin', that means a lot of sinnin'
Sinnin' feels so fine, you're running out of time!

It's always one hell of a party, when RagNaRok rolls around
RagNaRok N Roll, RagNaRok N Roll
It's time to trash the planet, RagNaRok battleground

Welcome to Valhalla, do not be afraid
Now you are a zombie, and all your friends are dead
It all gets rather naughty, when we get backstage
Everybody take a load off, I hope you're underage

Whip out your bologna, your feeling mighty horny
And you wanna have one more chance
Looking for a lubbah, no need to where a rubbah
Have a RagNaRok N Roll romance

Go on and find somebody and get them really bloody
Peelin' and a porkin', dealin' and a dorkin'
Chokin' and a jokin', laffin' and a load'n
Load in lot of fun, hurry now you're running out of time!
Dust to dust

Sun, 13 Mar 2005 06:39:59 GMT

I'm a bit upset with my male friends. They forget who they were. When a girl fucks a guy over like Gutterfuck did me, you dont hang out with her. You shun her. I'm sick of this, "Alex is my friend regardless of what she did to you." Well fuck you guys. Thats now how you fucking do it. You stick with your brothers. Women come and go, and you sure don't nurture a relationship with your buddies ex. Especially not someone like her. She'll fuck you to get ahead. She'll fuck you because she thinks thats all shes good for, which she is. So go Gutterfuck, lie on your back for the world to abuse. Open your legs and let every guy feel loved. At least for five minutes. What's it to you? Its just sex.

I will remain in your life forever, lest you forget what you were before you got stoned. Maybe you've already forgotten, so let me remind you. You were loved.

You are like a scratch on the roof of my mouth that would heal if only I could stop tounging at it.

----------------edit-------------------
Because song lyrics seem to be the cool thing to post, here are mine.

I have made life and experience from the imaginations of youth,
I have slept a million nights below the darkness of silence,
I am the incarnation of your delusions,
...Or your insights . . .

I am the voice of warning,
I am the thread which ties life to reality,
I am your guardian,
I am the wishfire . . .

Today was mine, tomorrow is the same.

Sat, 12 Mar 2005 05:12:52 GMT

Here's the drill:
1. Not being expelled. YAY! Being homeschooled for a semester, maybe two. DOUBLE YAY!
2. Might be getting a job! MONEY! Money, and spoiling the girls I've wanted to spoil for so long.
3. Hanging out with awesome people tomorrow, what time I know not, which is why...
JESSICA NEEDS TO CALL ME!

Final thoughts?

It's been a long time

Uh Uh, Yeah Yeah Yeah, Come on, Yeah..
You know it's my life, my time, my rights, my rhymes, my grind, my struggle
Hustle, sweating in my blood too

A predator smells fear and I smell a lot
My competitor smells fear, I smoke I was hot
I want it all in excess, the sex, and much success, stress sucks
I want it all no less now come on!