what's up meh chums today was boring!!!! i have to take a algebra 1 test tomorow...crap my mom is making me take practice test after practice test until i get an a on one...i havent yet bleh man im bored well hmmmm what else to say o ya we had a chair test in band today i dont know when we'll find out what chair we got i hate waiting to find out something. yay it turns out im on the strong team out of all the academic bowl teams which i think is like 2 or 3 well i guess ill go now

Frito OUT!

*YOU HAVE BEEN ALIENAFIED!!!*

Currently Listening Ten Thousand Fists By Disturbed sons of plunder is awsome! see related

sup meh home skigiz! well im just sitting here on my computer being bored. so i decided to update lol i changed meh layout again disturbed rulz!! man im bored hmmmmm o ya were getting the tryout music for band for the chairtest today i think...(who knows i could be out of my mind) o ya i madea 94 on meh algebra 1 test yesterday. yay! lol i have to make a's in that class cuz my mom is the teacher. bleh lol well i guess i g2g i leave u guys with this thought If Jimmy cracked corn and no one care, why is there i stupid song about him?  well im gonna leave a few lyrics

DISTURBED

"Stricken"

You walk on like a woman in suffering
Won't even bother now to tell me why
You come alone, letting all of us savor the moment
Leaving me broken another time
You come on like a bloodstained hurricane
Leave me alone, let me be this time
You carry on like a holy man pushing redemption
I don't want to mention, the reason I know

That I am stricken and can't let you go
When the heart is cold, there's no hope, and we know
That I am crippled by all that you've done
Into the abyss will I run

You don't know what your power has done to me
I want to know if I'll heal inside
I can't go on with a holocaust about to happen
Seeing you laughing another time
You'll never know how your face has haunted me
My very soul has to bleed this time
Another hole in the wall of my inner defenses
Leaving me breathless, the reason I know

That I am stricken and can't let you go
When the heart is cold, there's no hope, and we know
That I am crippled by all that you've done
Into the abyss will I run

Into the abyss will I run

You walk on like a woman in suffering
Won't even bother now to tell me why
You come alone, letting all of us savor the moment
Leaving me broken another time
You come on like a bloodstained hurricane
Leave me alone, let me be this time
You carry on like a holy man pushing redemption
I don't want to mention, the reason I know

That I am stricken and can't let you go
When the heart is cold, there's no hope, and we know
That I am crippled by all that you've done
Into the abyss will I run

Into the abyss will I run
I can't let you go
Yes I am stricken and can't let you go

"Sons Of A Plunder"

Tell me you like it
Tell me you like it

You say you've found yourself a new sound
The shit's loaded and ready to go
A bit too much just like the old sound
Already heard it for the hundredth time
One hundred more, all have the same sound
Running around with all the sheep that you know
"It's so sublime, they're breaking new ground"
"They're sure to have another hit this time"

Come on
Can't you just leave it alone?
It doesn't have any soul
Just find a thing of your own
And stop pretending to know

[Chorus:]
As the countless numbers hunger for worldwide renown
All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
Give it to me
Give it to me
You like it?

I'm still surrounded by the "new sound"
I've had enough and I'm ready to go
A strangle-hold throughout the world now
The new obsession will fade in time
A thin reminder of the past now
All convoluted hardly ready to go
Their whines and moans will never last now
I think you've given us our fill this time

Come on
Can't you just leave it alone?
It doesn't have any soul
Just find a thing of your own
And stop pretending to know

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
As it's blown apart, hundreds thrown away
Makes me question just what I believe
Brothers torn apart, mindless drones enslaved
Makes me search for an answer
I don't want to know
It's like a plague from below
Killing all that I know
One hundred voices the same
Drench their sorrow in flame

As the countless numbers hunger for worldwide renown
All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
Give it to me
Give it to me
As the countless numbers hunger for worldwide renown
All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
Give it to me
Give it to me
You like it?
Tell me you like it
Tell me you like it
Tell me you like it
Tell me you like it

Frito OUT

*i love you danielle!!*

sup meh spud-buddies well yesterday ryan came over we played on cov most of the time cuz ryan wouldnt get off bleh we watched madagascar and it was hilarius i downloaded i like to move it onto me ipod and it is an awsome song!!!! crap i dont want to go to school tomorow i had a crap load of homework to do today bleh it sucked major monkey arse well i guess im gonna put some lyrics.....muahahahahaha!! (cough) hahahahahahahahah (dies)

I Like To Move It

(chorus)
I like to move it, move it
I like to move it, move it
I like to move it, move it
Ya like to ("Move it")

Repeat 2 more times

(talking)

All girls all over the world,
original Mad Stuntman pon ya case man!
I love how all girls a move them body,
and when ya move ya body, and move it,
nice and sweet and sexy, alright!

Woman ya cute, and you don't need no make up,
original cute body you a mek man mud up. (x2)

Woman! Physically fit, physically fit,
physically, physically, physically fit
Woman! Physically fit, physically fit,
physically, physically, physically fit
Woman! Ya nice, sweet, fantastic
Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic
Woman! Ya nice, sweet energetic
Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic
Woman! Ya nice, sweet, fantastic
Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic
Woman! Ya nice, sweet, fantastic
Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic

(chorus)

Woman ya cute, and you don't need no make up,
original cute body you a mek man mud up. (x2)

Eye liner - pon ya face a mek man mud up
Nose powder - pon ya face a mek man mud up
Pluck ya eyebrow - pon ya face a mek man mud up
Gal ya lipstick - pon ya face a mek man mud up
Woman ya nice broad face,
and ya nice hip, make man flip and bust up them lip.
Woman ya nice an energetic,
big ship pon de ocean that a big titanic.
Woman ya nice broad face,
and ya nice hip, make man flip and bust up them lip.
Woman ya nice and energetic,
big ship pon de ocean that a big titanic.

Repeat chorus to end

Currently Reading The Outsiders By S. E. Hinton see related

sup ppl well i went to the all-district concert today and it was pretty good. i got to see danielle as most of u know. man that was fun i cant wait to see her again. crap im bored man i have a crap load of homework from friday o well ill do it some time tomorow or something.......hmmm i guess im gonna go but i will leave u with these words. YOU HAVE BEEN ALIENAFIED!!!!!!

Frito OUT!

sup me fellow spud-buddies. well today was awsome cuz i got to see danielle. and i get to see her again tomorow YES! lol well mr. lenard slamed his door into another car at all-district honor band. and i won a quarter from the band director. WOOT! lol well i guess ill go now i have to get up at 6:00 tomorow. i will leave you all with some lyrics man i put alot of lyrics on here

Frito OUT!

FINGER ELEVEN
"Therapy"

Wide awakened out of spinning
Round the safest orbit
You controlled the ordinary
I was grateful for it
Wide awake in the beginning
Trembling after the fall
Only half my world remembers
While the other half revolves

Cut off cause I can’t remember
A face that could cut me deeper
But hearts could never leave me bleeding
Becoming the cause and burden
The lesson begins unlearning
And it has never been forgiving my dear

It’s all too familiar
I’ve been here before
I’ll carry this weight for your smallest reward
Because I’ll continue to break down the door
Just let me in I swear
It will not be like before

Can’t think of what to say
I can’t think of what to do
I just think I might be losing my mind
Can’t stop this agony
Cancel my therapy cause
I just thought of you
and now I feel fine

Collecting the strangest conscience
Apathy returns it’s offense
But only after I get moving
Relax and being the change
In time for the newest age
To help me find out what I’m missing in here

I covered all the ground till I uncovered our design
And every second I have spent has come to remind me in time

SYSTEM OF A DOWN "Deer Dance"

Round, Round, Circumventing circuses, Lamenting in protest, To visible police, Presence sponsored fear, Battalions of riot police, With rubber bullet kisses, Baton courtesy, Service with a smile Beyond the Staples Center you can see America, With its tired, poor, avenging disgrace, Peaceful, loving youth against the brutality, Of plastic existence. Pushing little children, With their fully automatics, They like to push the weak around, Pushing little children, With their fully automatics, They like to push the weak around. Round, Round, A rush of words, Pleading to disperse, Upon your naked walls, alive, A political call, The fall guy accord, We can't afford to be neutral on a moving train, Beyond the Staples Center you can see America, With its tired, poor, avenging disgrace, Peaceful, loving youth against the brutality, Of plastic existence. Pushing little children, With their fully automatics, They like to push the weak around, Pushing little children, With their fully automatics, They like to push the weak around. Push them around, A deer dance, invitation to peace, War staring you in the face, dressed in black. With a helmet, fierce, Trained and appropriate for the malcontents, For the disproportioned malcontents, The little boy smiled, it'll all be well, The little boy smiled it'll all be well, Pushing little children, With their fully automatics, They like to push the weak around, Pushing little children, With their fully automatics, They like to push the weak around. Pushing little children, With their fully automatics, They like to push the weak around, Push the weak around, Push the weak around, Push the weak around, They like to push the weak around.