English class [09 Jun 2005|10:40pm] [ music | cursive ] The Ride of a Lifetime The hands of a clock, the plastic ponies on a carousal. Round and round they go, each in phase with one another. Like waves, there is no beginning or end to their motion, And sometimes it’s hard to remember where you first got on. The music chimes loudly, narrating my every move. But my actions show no evidence, a phasing the whole from its monotomous revolution. Round and round it goes, the spinning never stops. My ticket expires at midnight and my heart is beating a nervous beat as I peer around the crest of ten, into the dark ebony. Against my will, my steed treks on, Revealing a new scene with every bend it turns, and its only a matter of time until the raven eyed carnie will say it’s my time. But like the others before me, I don’t want to go. I don’t want to go. your life.

[09 Jun 2005|10:38pm] Only read if you have the time.... Drowning in the Yellow River By Max Young The water is like ice as it penetrates the last layer of my clothes. With each stroke, my head throbs under the weight of the cold water. The fog of dawn is heavy in every direction but the one I’m coming from. It’s almost as if some greater being doesn’t want me to make it. Suddenly, I hear the ring of sirens in my ear. The water around me is so cold it hurts, but my muscles are on fire. I swim with all my might but I never make any progress towards my goal. Maybe it’s my imagination, or maybe it’s the fog, but it seems like I’m getting closer to where I came from…. It’s dawn. I wake up in a cold sweat for the third day in a row. Light creeps in through the one tiny window in this dump of an apartment that I guess I have to call home, for now at least. It’s 2:30 before I drag my lazy ass out of bed. I got no where to go, I don’t know nobody and the bars don’t open for another three hours. I am already dressed since I passed out that way the night before, so I grab my jacket and head for the door. It’s dark, so naturally I stumble over an unfamiliar coffee table and hit the ground hard. The floor feels icy cold against my bare cheek and I curse the hangover that left me lying there. VanCouver is a modern town, so it wasn’t easy to find my kind of bar. But I did. Two blocks south and one east from the red light district tucked securely between two skyscrapers, the shabby tavern stuck out like a sore thumb. Inside it was dim and smoky. The regulars sat at their regular places and no one even bothered to look up when I entered the room. The place had a serious aura to it. The way everyone was oblivious to my presence made me feel faceless. Didn’t they know I had something to hide? Or, did they just not care? Nevertheless, I hadn’t been able to shake that feeling since I got to this godforsaken country. The stool at the end of bar was open, so I took it. The man next to me looked familiar, but I couldn’t get a good look at him. He just stared, mesmerized, at the pit of his cup; now and then swirling around the last sip. There was blood in his backwash, no doubt from the cut on his lip. I had to get a good look at him, so casually I said “How’d it happen?” “What?...,” he said, without even looking up. This time I tried to sound tough, “Your lip, how’d it happen?” Suddenly he slammed his fists on the bar and began to rise. “None of your fucking…holy shit, Craig Healy, is that you?” “Yeah, and you’re Max Young.” “Holy shit, I never guessed I’d see you here. How ya been?” Now back in high school, this kid was a total dick. The kind of loud mouth jackass who thinks he owns the place. Back then I hated his guts, but right now, under these circumstances,I wanted his friendship more than anything in the world. “I’ve been alright man, I’m here ain’t I.” “Yeah, I guess so.” There was a long pause. I watched as Max stared off into space. Finally, he snapped back to earth. “Hey, let me buy you a beer.” “That’d be great,” I said. “Yo Mel, two pints.” “I’m comin, I’m comin,” mumbled the bartender. “God it feels good to see a familiar face. I was starting to wonder if Colonie High ever really existed.” “Yeah man, I feel the same way.” It was unspoken, but a strong bond formed between us that night. Two totally different people back in high school, separated by cliques and stereotypes; now sharing the same problems, the same feelings and experiences. We were one, fighting the same war on the same side. Not just with the draft, but with ourselves as well. We missed our families, we missed our town. Our guilt was the biggest sand bag of them all. It was holding us back, weighing us down. We were drowning in the yellow river of our glasses and no one could save us but ourselves. We talked late into the night and into the early hours of the morning. Max told me about the boarder patrol and where he was staying. He told me about how he got that cut on his lip when a self righteous Canadian redneck called him a worthless American dog with its’ tail between its’ legs. I liked him a lot and departing was hard, but we both knew we had to go our separate ways. i didnt want to end it like that but i had to turn it in your life.

<3 [02 Jun 2005|10:37pm] [ music | Take a fucking guess! ] I could stay awake just to hear you breathing Watch you smile while you are sleeping While you're far away dreaming I could spend my life in this sweet surrender I could stay lost in this moment forever Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure Don't want to close my eyes I don't want to fall asleep Cause I'd miss you baby And I don't want to miss a thing Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream will never do I'd still miss you baby And I don't want to miss a thing Lying close to you feeling your heart beating And I'm wondering what you're dreaming Wondering if it's me you're seeing Then I kiss your eyes And thank God we're together I just want to stay with you in this moment forever Forever and ever Don't want to close my eyes I don't want to fall asleep Cause I'd miss you baby And I don't want to miss a thing Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream will never do I'd still miss you baby And I don't want to miss a thing I don't want to miss one smile I don't want to miss one kiss I just want to be with you Right here with you, just like this I just want to hold you close Feel your heart so close to mine And just stay here in this moment For all the rest of time Don't want to close my eyes I don't want to fall asleep Cause I'd miss you baby And I don't want to miss a thing Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream will never do I'd still miss you baby And I don't want to miss a thing Don't want to close my eyes I don't want to fall asleep I don't want to miss a thing the best 2 minutes of your life.

What a night [01 Jun 2005|11:06pm] Wow what a party it was.. 1. The corruption of an innocent azn freshman. He drank, smoked pot with out any peer pressure and stopped passing back my black and mild. 2. BTag(TBag) Alot prettier when she smiles. Talks alot so i couldn't forget she was there and rip my pants. Dave made her smell his bottle,"DUDE, shes gonna puke!"Said Crotch. Simoltaniously on the word puke she looses it, but instead of like looking over to the side she just lets in drool down, no projectile vomiting. 3. The Dave and Crotch theory thickens.. Where did they go for so long? 4. Mr. G kissed me. 5. If i hear soco almertto lime one more time ill puke just because. 6. Nice save by Brad with the cough reaction bowl slide 7. Soggy potatoe chips. 8. Old stoned neighboors. Just talk to them the way you would when you want Chris to buy you McDonalds. 9. Kiss to the left. 10. Count off. Jack. Rhyme. Queen. Touch your nose. King. Shot Ace. Make a rule. the best 10 minutes of your life.

Thank You Jen [25 May 2005|10:36pm] http://www.myspace.com/whenthemoongetstired its a sad day...... the best 3 minutes of your life.

[23 May 2005|09:07pm] I PASSED wam bam thank you mam the best 5 minutes of your life.

TOMORRO [22 May 2005|06:57pm] [ music | Allister ] MY ROAD TEST IS TOMORRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! if i can park the mini van i win the game... also my dad bought a car not really for me but a car none the less...... your life.

[22 May 2005|04:30pm] So you know the story, i wasn't where i was sopossed to be and my mom called. Im all casual and im like yea we already dropped of brad and chris and i'm on my way home. So that establishes the fact that im in a car then Anita's dogs start barking there asses off! WOOPSIES the best 5 minutes of your life.

The Talent Show [21 May 2005|12:37pm] [ music | Last Years Promise ] Kristins sister is the worst thing that ever happened to south colonie and possibly the worst thing that ever happened to music in general. Save an elephant, ride kristins sister....... every one in the audiance wanted to fuck brad because he changed his clothes like i told him... the best 5 minutes of your life.

Sex, Drugs and Rock-n-Roll [18 May 2005|10:35pm] [ music | I SHOULD HAVE KNOW THAT YOU WERE A KILLER ] Im all talk! Its time to settle down.................... your life.

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