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Name: Matthew
Location: California, United States
Birthday: 8/19/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: Stuff....lotz of STUFF!!!!
Expertise: The only thing i really know is that i know nothing at all.
And thats my Socratism for the day!
Occupation: Student
Industry: Education/Research
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Member Since:
4/14/2003
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| hey everybody...im pretty bored so i uhm...guess i'll write in this journal thingy!
So we had a wrestling tournament today at SMHS in the big gym...fun stuff. I actually only got to wrestle once...and it was this 271 pound guy from Crespy.
Thats right folks, 271 POUNDS
Keep in mind I weigh a meager *when compared to 271* 212 pounds.
Well at least I did today...but anyway, it actually wasn't that bad. I mean losing....it wasn't as bad as it could've been. I could have broken my arm...or lost an eye, or maybe even my trachia! *GASP*
On the brighter side of things, i had about 4 bye's, which count as wins (those are good) so I'm sure I medaled....but i didn't stick around to get my medal, because I had to come here, to babysit.
Thats right, todays xanga is being brought to you from my neighboors house! OOOOH EXCITING!!!
Today I had tried this drink called Gatorade...but not just any Gatorade, it was GATORADE: CITRICO "XTREMO"
Now don't ask me why they didn't just call it lemon gatorade...cuz i don't know, it was neither "citrico" *whatever the hell that means* or "xtremo". Also, if you're going to tell me something is good, you don't need to use the word "extreme" and then spell it wrong, and also add an "O" sound to the end. Who the hell is in these marketing groups? I can see it now...
Marketing Guy #1: Well how would you describe the taste? Lemon or Lime?
Messed Up Kid: Citrico! *he also then began to foam from the mouth*
Marketing Guy #2: Uhm....thats a great idea but I don't think he's supposed to be foaming like that...
Marketing Guy #1: Oh that? Thats just because this new gatorade isn't just reguler plain old gatorade...its...well, its different...
Marketing Guy #2: Hmmm? You mean its....EXTREME!?!?!?!?!?!?
**Messed Up Kid then proceeds to jump out of the nearest window...his last words while plumetting to the concrete below...**
XTREMOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
Marketing Guy #1: GENIUS!
See? Thats how shit like this happens...its a messed up world.
Alright, so when these parents finally get home I guess I'll go on home myself...fall asleep, wake up and then face whatever madness blind sights me when i get outta bed tomorrow.
later
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| So now that people are actually reading this thing...i guess i'll update it.
Where to begin...hmmmm, oh yeah, how about this morning when i woke up.
I awoke calmly, slowing transgressing from the dream world, to 7 am. I had a feeling of refreshment and hope. A new day, a clean slate, a chance to do things better. So many possibilities
Then I ACTUALLY woke up. Tired, groggy, and a total crab I struggled to even wake up. On my fourth slap of the snooze button, I finally rose. My knees ached and I could almost hear creeking as I moved my joints. Damn wrestling...
And then I went to school, and you know what "they" say, And The Rest Is History.
Day was okay, practice was good, and now i'm here writing this xanga entry when i should be studying for my examen en espanol manana con Sr. Claro. See? I don't need to study! Yeah, i've got my Spanish 1/2 skills right up there! Too bad the quiz is on the future tense for irregular verbs. And thats just about enough spanish jargon for today. Hopefully I haven't lost too many of you **The French students are staring at their screens like stunned sheep**
So yeah, now that i've lost at least 50% of you, i'm gonna get back to my homework and things that i should actually be doing right now.
BTW, For those of you who were intersted in touching the blackeye, it will be available for viewing or whatever else you want to do to it tomorrow during the hours of 2:00 and 2:10 pm during 6th period. So yeah, be there or uhm...be a triangle!
oh yeah, one more thing, entrance fee for the blackeye is $5. Thank you. And everyone should come to Titan Duels tomorrow in the small gym, we're wrestling some wimpy private school so we should kick all kinds of ass. And besides, there will be refreshments..and i mean c'mon, you gotta love refreshments. People in the stands are hot and dry, they want something cold and wet. Seriously, it's just basic logic.
later
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| so its sunday, finally at the end of a quite beautiful weekend.
wednesday, chilled with the boys after school, got out at 12:30, gotta love that.
thursday, did the thanksgiving thing. cooked up the turkey, ate too much food, pass out...you know the routine.
friday, sat around the house looking for something to do...didn't find anything. ate some leftovers.
saturday, got up at 4:30 so i could leave the house by 5 and be at skool at 5:30 just in time to hop on the bus to Claremont for the Montclair 5-way Wrestling Tournament. Well, 14 hours, a black eye, and a bronze medal later we got back to skool. Then went down to Tony's and ate some food with coach and some of the other guys from the team.
so this morning I woke up and i'm sore as all hell from yesterday. getting your ass kicked catches up with you the next day. its been kind of a slow day, got some homework that i have to do and then i guess i'll just relax for the rest of the nite.
gimme a call if you're bored or something, at times, i can be quite entertaining.
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| well, here i am!
**applause fades**
Hello Ladies and Gentleman, please allow me to welcome you to the Grand (RE)Opening of Matt's Xanga!!!!!
**fireworks, cars driving through flames, and a dancing marsupial**
So yeah, i didn't die....just decided to let the whole xanga thing just slip away. At first, no one noticed...or so it seems. But then, people started getting angry! Aggrivated replies on the Xanga page that went unnoticed for days, weeks, even months! Until finally, a flaming brick thrown through my front window finally alerted me to the risk i was taking. (The last sentence was added for thematic purposes and to add a sense of danger to the scene) So here I am, in the flesh...or the pixels. And now, on with the show!
START NORMAL XANGA POST:
Hey everyone, today was pretty chill. Hung out, did a little homework (not the fun part) and then relaxed a bit more. Listening to some tunes and then its skool tomorrow. Oh what joy awaits me! | | |
| Shit, I just cleaned up my buddy list, i went from 120 or so ppl to 21. Thats rite, 21. And a few ppl on there have 2 or 3 sn's so it's really only about 10 ppl. I realised the other day that i don't talk to the other 100 or so ppl on my buddy list, so there is really no reason for them to be there.
Anyway, my b-day was tuesday....i did absolutley nothing. Thats rite, nothing. I know, i'm a sad little kid. Okay, i'm not that little. Normally I would've done something but because of "recent events" okay, august 5 wasn't that recent...I didn't really feel like OR have anything to do. I guess i didn't realise this whole breaking off thing would be such a long drawn out thing. Though it's pretty much all in my head i guess.
Why does it feel the same to fall in love or break it off?
I dunno, got my permit now...on the road, drivin here drivin there. It's fun I guess...kinda nerve racking but hey, what isn't?
And if young love is just a game, i guess i missed the kick off.
Things are going well though i guess...got a bunch of shit to do, building a computer for my neighboor. Thats alwayz fun...gonna install a modchip today or tomorrow or something. And then next week is skool.
Ah, the time has almost come for another glorious year at SMHS!
/end sarcasm
Say hello to teachers, homework and tests. Oh goody...
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