Many, many tests
This you gotta try. Good for you. Music. Good. So, must try.
I am 61% Punk Rock
The intelligent punk. Tuff and Smart. I may be able to maintain a train of thought long enough... What the fuck was I talking about?
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I am 31% Emo
Hmm.. I should stop listening to Dashboard Confessional.... enough said... Now that I stopped looking at my shoes, I know how the real world looks.
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I am 45% Goth
Goth ny night, normal by day. Deep in my heart I know I am evil, but not on the company's time. I do need to eat.
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I am 53% Ska
Well, maybe I'm trying too hard, maybe I'm not trying hard enough. I shouldn't forget my roots, and remember that punk and reggae wouldn't exist without ska.
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I am 51% Metal Head
I rock just as hard as the rest of the thrash set, except when no ones looking I like to get down with a little "More than a Feeling."
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I am 56% Grunge
I am pretty dirty, all right and, I reek of teen spirit... I would sell my own children for a moldy hotpocket, man.
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Stopped at 16
I've always wanted to stop.
When was the last time you actually feel that time has caught up with you? Like everything you do is painfully calculated: you feel every living second of yours is so limber that its spreads out like aeons. You can almost see the transition of every second, you will notice immediately every single changes at every second, no matter how insignificant or minute the change is. It seems that like there is a temporal aperture in everyone's time and you seem to get more the extras that is left over. But no, time is still passing pari passu for everyone. Somehow, it just feel that you're given more time to observe your surrondings.
And in those little seconds more that you get, there will be many, many information that you will absorb. It will not be necessary that you understand all these information that you get, because, most of the time, you wouldn't be able to use it. And when they do get useful, they serve as only tenebrous reminders of your past life. No, you don't want to know. So, they are locked up in you forever.
People always say keepings things locked up in your mind is definitely insalubrious for you. But, what they don't understand is, the things that are locked are in our minds, most of the time, could only be understand by you yourself. So, nothing gets done, really, even if you tell them to the others. So, why bother? The past is the past. The past is mine, and for my eyes and heart only.
I'd rather starve myself emotionally. I like to tell myself that what I feel is merely chimerical, and that there just isn't any place in this world for being lachrymose and being all mawkish about everything. Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll just take it and not complain about it.
Because I've stopped at 16.
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Confidentials
Psst.
Yeah?
Can u keep a secret?
Sure! What is it?
Oh good, its too much of a burden for me to keep it all in.
Yeah, ok. So, tell me about it.
The secret?
Yeah, the secret.
All right...... well...... gees...... kinda hard to put it into words......
It's all right, try.
Ok, ok...... well, see...... you know the last time I've told you about.....
About?
You know...... that..... that..... thing.
Thing? Oh. OH! Really? And what about it? Did you get it?
Get it? Heck, no! Its just that I keep being reminded about it.
Reminded? Sounds like its plauging you or something.
Yeah, something like that. All the past...... seems to pale in its light.
Woo...... really??? Sounds like you're onto something.
Yeah. I think I'm going to make a move.
Wha...? REALLY?
Yeah.
All right man! Good for ya...... thats the way!
Haha, yeah......
How are you gonna go about, going for that?
What? I dunno, I don't have a game plan.
Hmm...... need my help?
Nah, I think I can manage fine on my own, I think I can do it, really.
Yeah, I guess so. Haha this's so kewl!
Hehe. Yeah......
So, made your move yet?
Yeah, I took out your queen. With my pawn. Brilliant move eh?
What??? Hey...!
Hahahaha......
Argh...... just you wait.......
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Blink. There you are. Blink. There you are again
Blink.
Its very wierd. I see the same image almost everyday. It keeps popping out in front of me, at my side, everywhere near me. Wherever I go there is bound to be one moment that I see the image. And this endless carousel of deja vus makes me feel all funny and wierd inside, more so than I was before. Then the image would either dissipate by itself or I would go pass it and out my sight. However, some time later in the day I would see the image again. I have no idea why this is happening. Someone please tell me why this is happening. Could it be... could it be... aw, I have no idea, really. Please tell me why this is happening.
Blink. Damn.
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Help
Help. I can't view my own blog. Everytime I try, there will be some error and netscape would crash. Bleaurgh. Can someone help me, tell me why this is happening?
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Migraine in my brain
I feel like my like I'm underwater sucking in all the water through my nose overdosing on my own umbrage of myself I hear the canorous susurrus of the whispering voice in my mind but I think its just myself talking to myself in my sobriety and I don't know when am I going to get out of it and once in a while I get twisted paroxysms reminding how screwed I am and I get disheveled visions of the past and the present but all these could be just chimerical and fictional I think I'm very wayworn by the journey and throguhtly disgusted with myself sorry for being sardonic all the time and rebutting contumely to others butits all right I can deal with being aberrant so just let me drown in my ennui
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