I found another hip-hop act by the name of Natural Selection, only these guys are actually good. Well, that’s unfair becuase the other guys didn’t get to perform at their full potential.

 

Anyways, these guys are an actual hip-hop band, well… just like the lots of other rap/rock bands that are out there like 311 and such. Well, they’re good at any rate.

I went to the same concert Luis went to. The Procussions, Binary Star and Visionaries all jammed with jam-jamminess.

 

Natural Selection opened up, but they weren’t all that, and they ran into major technical difficulties, so yeah… they get an honorable mention.

 

My favorite group was The Procussions; they really know how to put on a show. They kept the energy level on high throughout their whole set.

 

I’m not all up on the whole underground/independant independent (thank you, lindsey) hip-hop scene, but there were obviously lots of Binary Star and Visionaries fans.

Christ on a stick, it’s been a bad day. Most notably, I’ve got to get my rear-view side mirror properly reattached. Thank God for duct tape.

 

 

This day’s got me really religious.

When I first started talking to Doreen again, I knew I would pursue a romantic relationship, but I wanted to be her friend, first and foremost. I lost sight of that somewhere along the way; all I could think about was how happy she made me feel. Things went too fast with way too much intensity.

 

Hopefully, I’ll be able to get over what happened and get back to what I originally set out to do. I should take things easy. I just want to be her friend.

Quote of the day:

“[P]eople shouldn[‘]t be worth anything” – Justin P.

I go paintballing today. I’m gonna shoot me some people. I’m gonna shoot ’em good.

 

Yesterday, I found a gun in my trash. It was a plastic BB gun. I took it in, took it apart, wiped it down with alcohol and put it back together. It was only after all of that that I realized why it had been thrown away; it was fucking broken. Oh well, I’m going to hang on to it for a while, if only for the sentimental value.

I’m thinking of shutting this down. It’s embarrassing how egocentric I am.

Wasted Days

As I waste away my day

I sit here and I say

This time will be the last

That I let my life slip past

 

I resolve to make the next day my best

but they end up just like all of the rest

Mundane, sub-par, a bore

Mediocore to the core

I need to not think so much.

 

Not talk to Doreen for a while. Unless, y’know, she wants to talk.

All of my friendships are on the rocks. I’ve been an extraordinary asshole, lately.