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Name: Jake Location: Amarillo, Texas, United States Gender: Male
Interests: Theatre, reading, writing, girls, pretty much anything with computers, swimming, friends.
Other interests include... pretty much everything. I love learning new stuff. Expertise: Writing, drawing, being a sexy ninja warrior, HTML. Occupation: Sexy ninja warrior Industry: Computers (Internet)
Message: message me AIM: Jakazul MSN: jmog13@hotmail.com Yahoo: Jakazul
Member Since:
2/5/2005
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| This promises to be a very productive break. I've been so bored without school or friends that I have, in just these few days, reorganized my room, organized and renamed nearly my entire music collection, organized and backed up all of the images, videos and bookmarks on my computer, cleaned out all of my old files, saved $120 on schoolbooks by finding them cheaper online, been invited to join the intermediate fencing team and still managed to find time to get Blue Man Group tickets, see the AHS orchestra and go to a birthday party and a christmas party. I have also discovered Death Cab for Cutie. Sometimes I'm behind the times. Anyway, my car's in the shop right now, so I'm stranded a lot of the time, but between fencing, sparring and having to walk everywhere I'm probably in the best shape I've been in in the past 8 years, so it's all good, right? Right. Off to find something to organize now. Stay gold.
-Jake
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| Repetitious
So you call this an easy let down? Well, babe, I hate to break it to you, But you've got a little bit of work, Left on polishing your technique. You call this an easy let down? Maybe you should try new terms. Try again when you have more tact, When you have less desire, The truth: I never loved you anyway.
You did this to my best friend too, Unfair comparison? Sure it is. But you know how the saying goes. All's fair in love and war. You did this to him too. And which is it? Love or war? Try again when you aren't confused, When you're ready to commit, When you, Are ready to face the facts.
(You were nothing but a game piece.)
I never played the game with you, But then, how should I even know the rules? Readjusted for every contestant, And I'm more of a freestyler anyway. I never played it, darling. You know in the old movies, Grey man, grey trench coat, fuzzy rain. Here's looking at you kid. And here, Is to the marvel of color.
You do this every time you meet, Any guy that want to play the game, Or watch the movie. It's pay at the door, And it isn't entertainment by the end. You do it every time. Don't try to deny what's true, We all know how this goes down, But some are too foolish to, Listen. Or too unwilling to admit.
(I can't deny you're just so enticing.)
Try again when you have more tact, When you have less desire, When you've learned the rules, And seen the movie. The truth: I never loved you anyway.
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| Blogging just doesn't work as well if you aren't committed. Strange, isn't it? And you'd think that nowdays, being my first year of college and all, I would want an archive of my life more than ever before.
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| Yeah, so my allergies were so bad today that after school I took a second shower just to clear my head. I felt better, went out, then got back home and a huge branch had fallen on the power cables. So I got out a ladder and got the branch down. This meant that I was outside for twenty minutes working on not crunching my dogs or killing my electricity. Now my allergies are back and I smell like outside and sweat... Great. Also, I'll be missing fencing for the next month and I'm now short $25. On the good side, I'm short because I bought a bunch of new CDs, I'll be out of fencing so I can rehearse for Lion, Witch and the Wardrobe, where I am the centaur AND I'm going out of town this weekend with Alyse and Rita... So it's all good.
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| Okay, I'm sure there's still active areas of Xanga, so... Why am I not seeing any of them? As far as I can tell, out of everyone I know on here I am one of two who even attempts regular updates. I almost never get comments (making me feel unloved, some day you'll drive me to become emo, you don't want that, do you?) and I don't get to see how everyone else's dull lives are going. I mean seriously, I love MySpace too, but what happened to true blogging?
Alas.
-Jake, Last of the True Amarilloservile Bloggers
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