Thursday, May 31, 2001
it's funny how this fast hardcore is called emo violence. i guess there's a name fr everything. everything. emo effin violence. cause this pop stuff gets old and this same pattern gets old. we want some action here in sacramento, and we want something to dance to. the shows here are not getting any more exciting, and we need someone to bring something .. bring something out from these kids. dance baby dance, and scream yr hearts out. hopefully i'll be doing that all summer. we have some catching up to do.

cause i don't want to end up being in a band that sounds like everyone else. that's why this is a little hard sometimes. coming up with something inventive. we have two kids there ready fr something. with time to make things happen, and all we need i guess is that step towards motivation.

i think my friend zach will say we sound pretentious. get get go. i don't want to play long shows. kids get tired, and we want to just be there fr so long. i can't keep that stuff up fr too long. kayla brought up the idea of the danger band. danger danger. putting the crowd in danger will actually help. that'll get some attention.

someone yelled at me at work. the lady that once whined herself to tears. yes. she yelled and had me deliver the pictures to her office.. and didn't even pick them up two hours after she needed em. how do i know? my coworker told me. this is why i dislike people. the majority of people.

time to rock soon. it's too hot, and i don't like shorts still. cause you have to maintain some sort of hotness throughout.

xox



Wednesday, May 30, 2001
i still need to figure out how i want my hair. i think i want to grow it out and see what happens. well, a month or two will pass and then we'll really know. i like how my hair is. it's pretty hot as i would say.. or as kayla would. i did see this girl coming out of the movie theatre with hot kid hair. whoa whoa.

watching crotching tiger hidden dragon makes me want to fly. i can .. i'm chinese. really. the movie was pretty good, and i like the fact that it ended on a sad note.. not everything is so happy all the time. but yes, it left me driving home on a sad note.. relatively sad note.

plan plan:: marry kayla. start a pretentious record label, and use our new cute emails. the second being the hardest, but all will occur sometime or another. heh. yeah. hot weather is no fun.
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Tuesday, May 29, 2001
today was good. timmy came over and we got to sit on someone's porch. totally random. almost fell through the porch. made three mixtapes with covers. .talked rock and roll. . talked to kayla and talked to kayla. .got asked to marry her. .more porch sitting, and a chance encounter with a few skinheads and lars from rancid looking me in the eye. weird. . just walk by him, looked him in the eye, he looked back, then walked away. he's a little chubbier than you might think he is. it must be because he's on epitaph.



Monday, May 28, 2001
the weekend is over, and i have just more cds to show from it. lots of free time, and a little more sleep. timmy and jayna are back in town. it's weird cause other than seeing them at food not bombs, sometimes when they're back in town, i never see them. i guess. politics have been getting less interesting around these parts. everyone else is travelling around, and while i have a new partner in crime, things have changed.



Sunday, May 27, 2001
rock manifesto is gone. don't crash on me ever again.

trips to the record store. today is dedicated to the sole purpose of driving to the bay area to get rid of cds and to marvel at the wonders of their record stores there. since that's mostly what we buy. a list has been made with 12 lucky bands. i doubt i'll get all 12, that's alot of money to be spent, money that i don't necessarily have to waste.

enjoying being a kid. that's what it's all abt.




Thursday, May 24, 2001
is reading their regional indie-rock publications in order to feel close to distant crushes such a silly thing?


this has all i have been focusing on lately. the rock and roll stuff. i wake up pretty excited, not because of a person, but that i know this day has more potential cause i have something productive to do. the whole plan of me quitting girls has seem to work with music as the ultimate distraction.

there's not much to say really. really. no one else is blogging. people are asking abt jamie, kayla is around, and looking hot . . come on come on. hehe. at least i got this all up on the new address and i'm still writing.

i got five cds yesterday. having trouble weeding through all of them. . the tool cd seems to be pretty technical enough, and enjoyful fr car listening, the icarus line seems to make me want to dance more and more, the pele cd calls davy to play post rock, and the trust foundation cds just egg on the whole thing we've been doing. playing honest music.

soaking in. . soaking music in now.



Wednesday, May 23, 2001
the new band is coming along nicely. i've never played with an arsenal of half stacks to my disposal before. rocking and rocking until we break strings and the room gets too hot. it was fun, and now i'm making the new kid my best friend. rock and roll.

it's hot here, and i'm tired, everyday. it's exciting to think abt music and not some other distracting subject. yes yes. trying to quit girls. hard, but not so hard these days with something to focus on. work is just something to do in the day, rock and roll is just something to live fr the rest of the time.



Monday, May 21, 2001
band of the day:: les savy fav
kid of the day:: the girl with the modest mouse shirt that took my heart away
complaint of the week:: weather
drink of the season:: purified water

and it does make my day when hot kids iM me. heh.



oh oh oh. and look who's blogging.


Sunday, May 20, 2001
so the new site is up, and with a few missing things. just in case you wanted to email me or what not, my email is ::

cuddlecore@thefriendshipexchange.com and my aim is still iheartbrettd

just in case someone wanted to talk to me.. i don't know, there was some crazy kids that did yesterday. heh. yesterday was pretty good. these past few days have been pretty good except fr the heat. me and karlos played music last nite. i must say, we got something down. . and we got a drummer too, which is really exciting. this is gonna rock rock. power math pop. hah. i don't know. we should just play what comes out, but that's what does.. cause i'm rock, and he's indie rock. it's hard to explain. heh.

the dream of the econoline 150 might ring true sometime.



Saturday, May 19, 2001
goodbye small hands. goodbye small heart.


Friday, May 18, 2001
test


Thursday, May 17, 2001
today was quite uneventful. missed a phone call. ok, actually, no i didn't, i didn't get it.. i was hoping. they were messing with metal at work. construction the the pleasures of working when they're doing earthquake retrofitting. dust was flying everywhere. . and little tiny pieces of metal were everywhere.. in the air, on the counters. bah. not fun when you have to work there and especially when it's getting hot.

i'm strugging with myself that little bit. wondering what makes me happy. it makes me wonder. i've been thinking more and more abt leaving this place because now i have a reason. school. art school. i am doing ok. there's nothing that is making me sad, but still, i am. i am when i'm sitting around not being creative. . not being able to. the only thing i want is a focus. . a person. then i start to think. i had everything. . andria was there. . the music was going, i was working. . it was working. then suddenly, things strayed away. making me wonder. i really don't know where this is going. but i feel alone no matter what sometimes, and that could be the problem. i struggle to figure out what i want, i struggle to try to make myself feel that this is what i want. .

feeling better. feeling better. and the weezer cd is taking a break from me trying to cram it in. it's sad that's what you have to do with this one.



and this sucks becuase netscape won't display the new page correctly. someone's going down. . .in other news, i found a photobooth here! yes yes. two dollars and color. i want to go with a truck and take it home with me, but i know that's not possible. it was part of the arcade hunt with mikey that lead to us going back to our roseville to battle in street fighter, and then losing battle on more than one occassion. clearly the photobooth find was the highlight of the trip.


Tuesday, May 15, 2001
the redesign is fr the most part done. nothing to flashy, but a little more fun. i noticed that most of the stuff i do design follow the same template. . or concept. i guess it's good to be consistent. hehe. reliability. i want to go to school so i can improve.. it's hard fr me to teach myself. at least it has been lately.

this time is the loneliest time of the day. . abt to go to bed. i managed to keep myself occupied working on this thing. . and writing music. i'm convinced i'll never put anything out. . but maybe i should just push myself to the point where i have to . . almost there. i am. waiting on a call i will probably never get today.



today be the day we go on and try the redesign. going on lots of sleep, and not talking to lynda before bed. gar. heh. it's been pretty good. it's not hot anymore, and all i want to do is start working on this and my cd. yes, motivation, something i have not had in a while, and boy does it feel good.

the new weezer cd is out today. no raving fr me. i went in to manic music to listen to it, and was sorely dissappointed. i had to give it a chance, i gave it three. bah. how can i just try to remember weezer circa 1994-1995. where were you then? i was just a kid getting into rock music and peddling through middle school. all these new cds coming out, and always am i dissappointed. destiny's child cd. . bah. even the cover art is a little too much. i hope the new n sync cd will rock the dance party like the last.




Monday, May 14, 2001
jamie leaving, the worst thing since finding out i was a bad prom date. .


up and running? no?


Sunday, May 13, 2001
i dont know how to hang out with people.
i think im getting strep throat again.
blaaaaaaaahhh.

(short posts are dumb. i do this to spite you all. rah ha ha.)



Saturday, May 12, 2001
hmm, so we might be moving to an obscene domain. at first i didnt think about it,"yeah, boot me up with the email." i had enough things on my mind, but i do not want to represent myself with that sort of...thing. so, if this really goes down...i think it might be the end and i'll have to opt for live journal. but live journal is incredibly trendy (other internet journals are not...), so possibly i will vanish from the interworld. my cable modem wont be working til thursday...that's nonsense. so i am on the slow 56k. this is rather disgusting...anyway, it's dress rehearsal week. like you kids care about me.

today i am supposed to be working so hard on my school work that i should be breaking out in sweat, that is not the case. i did "what i had to" and took a break (hence). my mind has been, i dont know where, floating to far away places. i am thinking about taking a speech class because i have no skill in speaking, communicating thought, let alone forming it. i think i've become worse with it, too. especially this post. it's poor in structure. i'll see you on thursday...or so.



my buddy list has made it to the 20 kid mark. . hehe. i don't really know if i want to have too many kids on there, just the ones i want to talk to. feel special.

i want more kids seeing this, but seeing how we've never done any advertising or anything, the 50 a day is pretty good. but there's always room fr more. the new domain is registered, but i'm waiting on my mac to be fixed so i can transfer everything correctly and work on a new design. rock on.

i missed a good show last night just because i didn't want to drive out far to see my friends. ent and crime in choir. seing that post rock mayhem makes me proud to be in sacramento. hehe. proud, that's kinda funny. and lightning bolt is playing with the boy from crime in choir too, next month. . this is gonna be crazy. actually, today is gonna be crazy. senior ball, and davy dressed up ready to rock it. black shit black pants, white belt white tie ..ready to rock.



Thursday, May 10, 2001
the domain is mine, but i'm still wondering what emails i should come up with::

xchuggachuggadiex@teameffinrock.com
davyinthemuthafuckinhouse@teameffinrock.com
jamie_o@teameffinrock.com
davy_o@teameffinrock.com

and the all important info@teameffinrock.com . .right, so we look important or something. not like any other kids around. cause you know, instead of toyotas with threeoneg stickers on the back, we roll around in bentleys . .just like my idol jermaine dupri. imagine, if he wrote my songs, i'd roll around in those things too. heh.

so my fear of being fired is a little reassured now, as in i'm not getting fired. heh. always good. always good to have money coming in. how else are you supposed to take kids out and so on.

one monster nap later, i am not tired. pac man awaits.



Wednesday, May 09, 2001
it comes a matter of time before i actually do move away. .out of sacramento, and everything seems a little more exciting. starting over. itll be something new fr me, but i know it's not gonna be really too soon, there's still stuff that needs to be worked out here, or so on. something like that. there's still a fear of being alone in a city i've never explored before. where and who am i gonna go to? questions that should be answered.

back to television and the arrival of a phone call.



Tuesday, May 08, 2001
waiting and waiting. and why does everything i say come off as so so emotional? teameffinrock.com . . coming soon, if i don't get fired.


sweating makes holding hands not that cute afterall, but it still was done. man, it's gonna be 96 degrees here yet again! i just don't want to go outside. luckily it isn't summer here so the mornings are a little cool as is the nite time. there's the cuddle cuddle time fr you i guess. it's nice to have someone to talk to before i go to sleep. it's actually nicer when the kid is closer and you don't have to pay fr the phone calls. yes, that's it.

so the plan of lynda coming to see me at my work didn't fall through and yield a different, yet more impressive one. going to her work to give her this package.. or dropping it off at her house to pick up when she came home from school at 10:30. both pretty good, and both would make her day, but i went fr the up front approach. going to window one at this evil county office and making her day. trying to shove the package through the bottom of the window below the speaker that i was supposed to hear her voice in. it's too weird talking through one of those things.. like a ticket window, but i feel like i was just put in jail. she came out and talked fr a bit, then i got to buy us cooling beverages. the "plan" worked out, and i got my lynda fix fr the day. heh. i just hope she has better days there at work.

eat work talk to girls .. repeat and repeat over again.



Monday, May 07, 2001
five people tried out for dance team. dance team might take a break next year. GAH! and what's worse, every audition at this school i have cried and ms. tuttle has seen it all. she must think im some sort of nutcase. my mom said,"no, she can see how much you care." yeah, it's a little bit embarrassing. in study hall today some kid spit glue into my hair. i almost started crying right there. bah. i did later at the auditon, thinking about how much it reminded me of when i was younger and went home crying every day and crying myself to sleep every night. i was not a genuinely happy kid. there was stuff. plenty of it. things are better now. much. this weekend the play goes up, then do and then up with the dance show. craziness. i love it. at least im not in the play, although i might have some curtains to make... it is plenty fun. this nasty heat is not! i need to learn how to talk. good-bye.


there's no time to see lynda. there's no time to see anyone because everyone is so so busy and it feels like i'm left behind. i've been thinking abt my future and going to school again, but it's been scary just because i have to go away. not be here. .and be on my own. i can't really cook too well, and i know i'll miss home, but it's not something i should think too much abt now cause it makes me feel really lonely inside.

lynda says she's coming to get me fr lunch. seeing how she has to ride the light rail to see me. .that's pretty rad. hot stuff, and i'm excited, but too bad it's only gonna be a half an hour before i have to let her go back to work, and i have to go home or what not. gar. i just want her to stay. . heh.

time to get ready fr work and get hair ready. yes. yes. twenty seven dollars in haircare products and still not enough.



Saturday, May 05, 2001
hello, so i've been gone for a while. a lot is going on in preparation for the next school year. five weeks of school left is a scary thing. next year is junior year and "aah! colleges are watching this year most!" so, i guess lately i've taken things a bit more serious than before. i enjoy it. going to class with homework done and even a little ahead with good comprehension of what is going on. oooh, that's how learning is supposed to work anyway! this week is dance team auditions. (!!!!!) a little scary, i really hope i can make it. this dance thing is fun. i'm also trying to get into an ap history class. i really doubt i will make it because of my irresponsibility during the music man, but those are mistakes that i have learned greatly from and i am ready for a lot more because of that. im sixteen and feel really young (probably because i am.), but i have to make descisions that affect the rest of my life, and already im behind for not staying with school and dance when i was even younger and it is a little stressful. i am trying to make a lot of it up, but i am not going to get years back, or the arches in my feet. well, i have nothing enriching to say but that im getting for life and the major leagues now, so hello. im off to work on my projects and books and i like it.


i miss her. already. i'm going to san francisco this weekend to steam carpets and buy music. yes, always. .bay area is equated to me as in record shopping.. hehe. so so good. i wrote a check to someone fr 50 dollars last week, and now in my bank account i have 56 dollars.. 50 of which they did not take yet. i get paid monday. bah.

this last leg of the week has not been so good. tipsy tipsy i have been and just every little thing seems to be going bad, and everything little thing has been making me angry. rar. . that's all i can do. i try not to get irate because it wouldn't help much. i just want to see some people. i want to see lynda, i want to see jamie. .and i want to just sit. not do anything. not thing abt anything.. and just be there. best friend, and crush kid. . hehe.

i should go. my mom wants to get out of here quick . . and with the backpack with my sleeping bag and cds galore. take care..



Friday, May 04, 2001
all this trouble cause i want someone to talk to. .and again, how all this leads back to me wanting a hand to hold ..


Thursday, May 03, 2001
i talked to andria today on the phone. strange possibly, but not really. twice on the phone. . i heard she was sick, i was a little worried. i realized that i can't hate her. i can't hate someone i loved so much. she's still my friend, but things have changed, of course. it's nice to have her to talk to, but yes, the past is the past, i guess that's the ultimate realization . . i knew this though, i just had to grow up a little.

all 10 ppl on my buddy list are not online. funny. i do have talk to lots of kids on here rite? not really at all. . only the best. waiting fr a phone call. .waiting fr the call to rock. waiting fr her to call. waiting fr something to happen. . i wonder how much of my life is spent waiting fr something to happen?

on the top boyfriend list she said. i guess i'm a pretty good kid, lauryn valentine did tell andria i was a keeper. . yes i am, but not very often am i held onto. i'm ok with it. . these things all happen fr a reason. i guess i understand now.



i question myself sometimes. needing someone to talk to, sometimes i turn to the wrong ppl and i get myself in trouble. this week has been pretty good asides from yesterday. the weather has been horrible, and everyone has been so so mean. i don't know if i want to deal with ppl. well, it's just sucky cause when ppl come into the photo lab, i have to be nice to them. blah. blah. i guess i feel worse cause lynda has to work at the welfare office and they are much meaner over there. die. why can't ppl be nice? i don't get it.

i have really not too much to do these days. i'm actually playing today with timmy after i get off work, and maybe recording. it's been too fast, and i'm not ready. i don't even think we have enough equipment..this is what i'm here fr. he's gonna leave the half stack here. i'm ready. i'm ready to gather up a team of kids and rock this. . a team of superheroes ready and willing to fight the silly silly kids out there that play horrible music.

it's weird cause i remember a few times in this past month where i was with someone, and i was still lonely. i don't why i'm a little messed up, but i know sometimes ppl are paying attention. i know, it happens, a little too often with some ppl. gar. why am i whining abt this now, i'm ok.

i miss jamie. i miss you jamie. i still haven't mailed anything out. .it seems like i'm never going back to the post office or something. i haven't been getting mail, and my po box is terribly lonely and empty. excitement equates getting mail in the box. come on kids.

it's weird how so many of my problems lead back to me wanting to hold someone's hand.



Tuesday, May 01, 2001
so who thought rolling around in dirt with a girl was so fun? hehe. i didn't even realize how dirty the park was until i had got to see my clothes this morning. whoa, i almost looked like one of those welders at my work that look tough and big. ok, i'm not tough, or big. heh, so i guess i don't like any of them. drove around, drank jamba juice, almost fell asleep in the park telling stories.. fun. i needed that.

i've been listening to alkaline trio to often. over and over. is sounds so bitter, but that's the fun behind it. i think i listened to it twice last nite before i went to bed, and once before that. funny. i couldn't go to bed. i keep waking up these days. there's nothing really exciting going on, at least not enough fr me to wake up like that. i don't know what's going on. . really.

i don't know what else to say. we have gross pictures at my work. gross as in dead and gross as in dirty. man. so dirty.. i don't know if i want to talk abt it. that's the pleasure of working at a photo lab. ..entertainment. i just go there and hang out and get paid. that's what my friend jay does too. . it's fun. we all get along, and it's fun to listen to whatever we want there. i make sure not to scare the ppl that come in with any of that brutal stuff i listen to. heh. if only i worked at a record store, i'd do that all the time.

i have the task of getting dressed up and going to senior ball with this girl ann. the fact that i don't know this girl, and it's just emilie's friend is the best part. black pants, black shirt, white belt, white tie? i want to find myself a white tie. emilie says it's ok to look mod, which is funny. . we'll see how this pans out. so now i don't feel as left out as i did before. .since andria is going to a prom. bling bling, i guess this just makes it more funny just because it's at this country club. bling bling, that's right.

time fr work. allergies go away. .





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