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Name: Chad Country: United States State: California Birthday: 8/23/1986 Gender: Male
Interests: SNOWBOARDING!! wakeboarding, off-roading, surfing, hookah, roadtrips, GOOD MUSIC, shows, and hanging out with friends.
Expertise: Umm im PHAT... yes yes PHAT that is in pretty hot and tempting!!! but really now Im great at math or least thats what sarah says
Occupation: Student Industry: Other
Message: message me
Member Since:
12/20/2003
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| "It's to damn hot for a penguin to just be walkin around!" -Billy Madison | | |
| "We need a big hookah. Keep it down here on the seat, out of sight. If anybody sees us, they'll think we're using oxygen."
"no no, wait we can't stop here, this is bat country!!" -Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas
Funniest movie ever for those of you who haven't seen it rent it or borrow it from me. | | |
| A.F.I. show last night. It was amazing. They are so good live. Coheed And Cambria and A Static Lullaby rocked too. Definatly one of my top 5 concerts.
"[Untitled]"
[Spoken] We held hands on the last night on earth. Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves. It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river. So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea and the shattered seasons lay, and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner." The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress. The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime. I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked if you would accompany me in a quick fall, but you made me realize that my ticket wasn't for two. I rode alone. You said, "The cinders are falling like snow." There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. Of blue and grey. Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city. The sun was stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines. Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message. | | |
| OMG...try your whole life to avoid drama and not be a part of it and it always come's and find's you. There's so much going on here I don't know where don't where to start. Actually my head is still spinning. Trying hard not to get in the middle of things sucks. You always get sucked in. If you think getting out of high school gets you out of the drama loop try getting a job. So much gossip flies around my work it's ridiculous. People can't just mind there own business and look out for themselves. They have to know who's better than who or how hot the new hostess is. (if you're already done with college get over high school chicks) Everyone will pretend to be your friend till there's a chance to make themselves look better then they'll jump all over you till they are the only ones left. pretty much screw Hugo and John for getting Tony fired and putting me where I am.
So there's my whining hope your guys's day was better than mine and happy valentines day. | | |
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