Unique Clone

so yea. the strokes pwn.

sex on the brain!

WOWOWOW

SEX! ON MY BRAIN!!

...anoying....

What a shit week!
Like, Christ!

if it wasn't for work.. I'd be piss drunk right now...

The End
What's he doing in there
Dear Black Diary

Couldn't ask for a better show!

I am Jay. Music is everything to me, just like it is everything to you. I am me. I am you. But we are all the same so what does it matter, anyway? We are all born. We are all living. We will all die. We work for money we spend. We spend money so we can work. We are all special. We collectively destroy the meaning of "being special". We either believe in religion or we believe in not believing. We all self-destruct. We all feel pain. Yours is just as special. So is your enemies pain. The one who hurt you? Yea; their pain sucks too. I just wasted another second of what little life you have left with this sentence. Neat, isn't it? Knowledge is power but power is useless when you are dead. And while you are living, you are trying to not loose your power.

I've been on this site far too long to give a shit. I check it every night to see how the people I care about are doing. I check on here instead of in person because it is easier to talk to a machine than a human. The machine wont judge you. Who are my friends that I speak of? They are people I would die for. People who I put all of my being into. Not half of them care as much as I do. My friends can talk. They just don't ask how I'm doing they ask WHY I'm doing. My friends say "you look like shit today. Now get your shoes on we have a(n) (insert event here)." Want to be my friend? TALK! CARE! BE A FUCK-UP! BE A NERD! BE PATHETIC! BE HEROIC! BE STUPID! BE INTELLIGENT!







So yea, this was something I posted on one of the many sites I belong to. Any way to fix it up/make it better?

Well, it has been a long while since I last posted. I guess it is time for an update.

I have started being full time at the Beat Goes On. Pretty interesting so far.

I successfully got my G2. I can start driving tomorrow (insurance issues).

New Years was fun. ACU played a show with the guys of Hyper Tension. We did alright, but the mistakes we made were pretty huge. After the show, Gerald drove Bekki and I back to my place where all four of us (that includes Melard {Melo-Gerald}) sat about for a little while. After Melard went off to do their partying, Bekki and I drank too much and sat around listening to music and eating. Melard came back at one point to eat my food and use my bathroom then they went home. Cat showed up in the end and she and I shared a rum and coke while Bekki was writing something. Bekki and I then lay in my bed from 4 am until 10:30. I then rolled out of bed and made breakfast for the two of us. At 3:30 PM I passed out on my bed and Bekki left at 4:30 PM. I didn't know she had left until 8:30 when I awoke suddenly to the phone ringing. Oh God, I hate phones.

If you hadn't noticed, those events were in reverse order. I am too tired to think in a non-linear progression. Maybe tomorrow.

Pay day Thursday. This means that I get 5 more items from the Beat Goes On! I love my discount.

I be a good person
I'm ignored
Ignored for fucking weeks and weeks
As soon as I do something out of line
I'm the fucking centre of attention
Fuck.

No more braces!

is it creepy that some days i just log on to check up on people?


YOU BE THE JUDGE!

My friends are a drag. One has been going around, telling people how much I have been driving them insane. They go up to Bekki and tell her how much shes fucked up for dating me again. Nice friend. Another one walked up to Bekki, unprovoked, and screamed at her. Not about her and I, but about me being the reason for him and his girlfriend breaking up. That same friend asks other people why I don't come around anymore.

I am basically sick of being the bad guy. I know, I know: I am focusing too much on people who, if they are going to treat me this way, don't matter. My co-workers are all happy for me getting the full time job. My parents, and fellow musicians think I am doing well with the recording and label and such. It is funny how these things come second in my mind.

Full Time at the Beat Goes On? Fut the Wuck? FUCKIN' EH, MOTHER FUCKERS!

Way too sober.

Just one of those days where I really have nothing to post.

Sorry.

I failed. I can't believe I failed.

Anyway, my three months are up at the Beat Goes On today. You know what that meens? MOTHER FUCKING DISCOUNT!

So Kev and I get to see The End, I Hate Sally, and Protest The Hero on Saturday. I hope to leave bloody and broken.

Just because I can't think of what else to post:

Thursday: old lady at 330... then work at 5.
Friday: Bekki and Jay day.
Saturday: IHS, The End, and PTH at 5 in Toronto.
Sunday: Work 11-5 then dinner with Jaymi at 530.

Future ACU gigs:
December 23: Stephanie's in downtown Galt. Set starts at 8. AA/19+
December 31: W.G. Johnson's Center. Doors at 6. Going to be awesome.
January sometime... I think the 4th.. we don't have a post yet.. but back at stephanies.. yep.. WITH PERSONA!

So I'm currently listening to change (in the house of flies) while im very drunk. i never relised how much i relate to that song until tonight. fly being a metaphor for angel. angel being who i used to be: straight edge, clean cut, nice, caring. my wings being ripped off: in the song it only occurrs once... but in my life, it was everytime i was ridiculed and such. now i sit here: drunk off my ass because i can't handle the shit around me. i get stoned everytime someone mentions "drugs" because it makes me feel better about myself. i don't eat so i dont become over weight. i need people around me to be happy for a little bit; even if its just for a few hours.

new post on myspace.

I just saw the constantines.

Holy fuck i love them.

I love elli. Yep.

So yea.. for those who didn't know.. pic of my new tat on myspace {whats myspace}. look at the tat not my nipple.. perverts. i know you all want me.