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Name: Kennith
Birthday: 3/7/1989
Gender: Male


Interests: I like:
GIRLS
R.I.P. My dog Dackles.
SCUBA STEVE my turtle
Skating; i have a 36 second video. Wanna see?

Music:
The Academy Is...
Blink 182
The Blood Brothers
Brand New
Bright Eyes
Bury Your Dead
Butch Walker
Chevelle
Chiodos
Comeback Kid
Cursive
Dashboard Confessional
Deftones
The Distillers
The Doors
Emery
Everytime I Die
Falling Up
FreezePop
From Autumn To Ashes
From First To Last
Haste The Day
Hawthorne Heights
HelloGoodbye
Hollywood Undead
Hot Hot Heat
Killswitch Engage
Lamb Of God
Mae
Marilyn Manson
Norma Jean
Panic! At The Disco
The Postal Service
Quietdrive
Saves The Day
Senses Fail
Something Corporate
The Spill Canvas
Sublime
Sugarcult
Taking Back Sunday
Terror
Underoath
The Used

Expertise: Skating
Occupation: Student
Industry: Entertainment


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Member Since: 1/30/2006

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Tuesday, February 07, 2006

I'm bored


I have a cell phone now


IM me or comment me for the number.


 


 


3 years spent together,


to be shattered in one day.


 


Excuse me while I gather my thoughts and throw them all back at you.


Why is everyones excuse for breaking up with someone " it's not you, it's me" When they really mean  IT'S YOU, ALL YOU. But, she pulled that whole it's not you, it's me line, on me and then said I was stupid, immature, and there was no reason for me on this earth. THANK YOU KATHRYN.


too bad I still love you.


 





Saturday, February 04, 2006

Lindsey: You're one cocky motherfucker


 


 


DAMN STRAIGHT.


I have nothing to prove to anyone here.


if you haven't noticed I HATE all of you. Except for a choice few.


 


I am cocky and downright pissy if you make me mad. I don't think I'm better than you unless you show me that I am.


 


I'm out.


 


 


Skate vid coming up. Ask for linkage.


 





I'm in love


Thursday, February 02, 2006

I've been listening to music from Rent.

I love that movie ever since Kathryn and I went to see it.

AMAZING.

 

 

Company
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure - measure a year?
In daylights - In sunsets
In midnights - In cups of coffee
In inches - In miles
In laughter - In strife
In - Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life
How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love

Soloist #1
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?

Soloist #2
In truths that she learned
Or in times that he cried
In bridges he burned
Or the way that she died

All
It's time now - to sing out
Though the story never ends
Let's celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love
Remember the love
Remember the love
Measure in love


Soloist #1
Measure, measure your life in love
Seasons of love ...
Seasons of love

 

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Will you repost this so I can do it for you?:


I AM NOT in a good mood. Thanks to you people.

DO NOT get mad at me for copying and pasting ONE line of an IM because it was CONFUSING and I NEEDED clarity.

 

I'm not saying I'm sorry. It's stupid to. You CANNOT get mad at me for that.

 

Fucking Americans, I swear you're a bunch of half witted arrogant people.

 

So far, there's only been a decent conversation with one person. That understands me.

 

I HATE IT HERE. People wonder why. Now you understand.

 

Because, I told one person something stupid doesn't mean you have the right to get mad or IM me or have your friends IMing me asking if I hate you. I needed fucking clarity, get over the fact that I DON'T UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING.

 

I'm going to go skate now.

 

 


Wednesday, February 01, 2006

We end up in the bathroom, doing coke,  this is very hollywood and yeah I get the joke.

 

Today - I slept and skated. I went to my school and got a schedule. I don't know my classes, well, I know them but not the teachers and not in order.

 

I don't feel  like listing them at this moment. Today was sooo boring.

I took a stupid picture for someone that asked me to take this stupid picture

 

This entry is pointless. I'm done.

 

 



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