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Name: Josh
Country: Taiwan
State: Kenting
Birthday: 7/6/1985
Gender: Male


Interests: chicks, dancin, sk8ing, guitar, sleepin, surfing,
Expertise: chillin
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Member Since: 3/5/2004

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Tuesday, November 23, 2004

its the second night in a row staying up till 6 or 7 in the morning..

is it the fact that i can't sleep, or is it because of all the things i have put in my body to keep me from sleep..i don't know..but my head sure as hell feels weird...

another thing..why is it that the past always decides to haunt at the worst possible moments..good god!

insanity, is what you make it..clarity of mind is an illusion..sleep....is optional

looking out through two holes in my head..with my body pushed against the back of my skull...everything seems so distant..everything seems unclear....am i out of the body, or am i trapped inside...

scream like its your last breath, and gasp nonexistant air...

peace


Thursday, July 01, 2004

i'm bored. the typhoon is here, and the beaches are closed so i can't surf, so i'm just gonna bitch about the stupid cops that have the balls to say they can give you a fucking ticket for swimming! bastards! they don't own the fucking water, and its not there problem whether or not i risk my own life, how can they do that! oh well.

this last weekend was cool, even though i spent most of it intoxicated, i feel as if i learned some good lessaons. and here they are in no particular order:

1. never drink beer after  6 shots of vodka

2. sleeping on the floor may seem comfortable at first but in the morning when you sober, it fucking kills.

3. the swimming pool at ceasars park hotel is warm, and easy to sneak into.

4. jumping off nixons is funner naked

5. rain feels like bullets when your riding a scooter

6. those dance dance revolution things is what creates bad dancers.

7. smokey joes has a cool waitress

8. if you think you can fly..don't ever, i mean ever try to

9. if someone tells you that there is a big party on a private beach in the middle of nowhere...its bullshit, don't go

10. banging your head on a bar can cause serious brain damage..

11. and kids, always give into peer pressure, it makes the night more entertaining for everyone 


Wednesday, May 26, 2004

 

A POINTLESS POEM< a resultof my boredum...

there once was a girl, who got into trouble

she was not too bright,

and made quite a site

when she popped some pills and began to see double.

 

people, she said, are a pain in the ass

they'll make you feel great

then fill you with hate

and now you see, my rist i will slash

 

on the other side of town lived an interesting man

he was a bitch

who married a witch

for he did not know she had a third hand

 

Then one day they went to a fair

a dirty place

like his grandmothers face

and they shaved off all of their hair

 

The purpose of this poem i do not know

it came to me

when i was 23

but thats in 5 years or so

 

Fuck this school its made me crazy

and i'm so sad

and very mad

because my leaving is too damn easy

 


Friday, May 21, 2004

THis sunday 1:00- whenever.at sogo..come to the compass food festival thingy and watch my two favorite bands in taiwan play...milk and schlumpy..it will blow your mind....


Wednesday, April 28, 2004

I'm feeling emo today

 

take a walk through life and what you'll see

are images of things beyond reality

bad times come and good time go

when the shit hits the fan our heads will blow

it takes a true man to stand up straight

sober and forgotten in his present state

living to die and dying to live

with no regrets then forgiveness he'll give

to the one who tore his heart out 

beating in the trembling hands that squeezed it shut 

stealing the man of all he's worth. she tore it up...she tore it up 



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