12 o’clock and alllllllsss weeellllll

hey there boys, girls, and those with a little of both. i finally figured out what was screing up my format, so im proud to announce the triumphant return of the SONG OF THE DAY!!!

on a lighter note, it’s friday morning, 12:03 on the ‘puter. cant sleep, not sure why, just not tired. i’ve been thinking alot about nothing, and even more about, well, more. example: i keep thinking about football alot. i think im having withdrawls. it should get better tho cuz we have a snow football game against west coming up soon..not sure when exactly tho.

i keep thinking about dana. i love her so much, but it’s hard with all the circumstances. stop me if you’ve heard this in a previous rant, but it’s wierd, when she’s finally “allowed” to date, how do i introduce myself? “HI, im nick, i’ve been going out with your daughter for a couple months now”…”hello, my name is nick, i noticed you like wrestling. i tried that but pussed out a week and a half in” mind you, her father could kick my ass eight ways to sunday GAH!(oh well, whatever happens, im not gonna stop loving her even if her dad hates me lol.) i’ll cross that bridge when i come to it.

hmm… letsh shee…ah yesh. work. i dont much like work. granted yes, it gives me money every two weeks, but i’d much rather mooch offa the parentals. it’s not the cooking and focking my back all to hell that i hate, it’s being on a time table. i HAVE to have the fryers clean by 9:30, i HAVE to have the dishes done by 10:30. and if i dont, i get several people (who are willing to break knees) mad at me. oh freakin joy. plus the store manager likes me, so he keeps giving me hours that I DONT WANT.

also, just a side note, im very absent minded as of late. i have as of… 12:15 today, left ALL of my jewelry in my gym locker: watch, ring, and necklace, i feel nude without them, but i cant remember them to save my fat butt. which brings up another topic: I’ve had several people tell me i have a nice but, but i dont know if they mean it or if they’re making fun of me…what do you think, is it nice? anyways, it’s late, my body tells me to sleep, but my mind tell me to liquify it in front of this screen some more, body wins, but brain gets last laugh. ON TO THE MUSIC!!!

SONG OF THE DAY:

Pulse of the Maggots

by: SLIPKNOT

This is the year where hope fails you

The test subjects run the experiment

And the bastards you know is the hero you hate

But cohesing is possible if we try

There’s no reason

There’s no lesson

No time like the present

Tell me right now, what have you got to lose?

What have you got to lose, except your soul?

Who’s with us?

I fight for the unconventional

My right and it’s unconditional

I can only be as real as I can

The disadvantage is I never knew the plan

This isn’t just a way to be a martyr

I can’t walk alone any longer

I fight, for the ones who can’t fight

And if I lose at least I tried

We, we are the new diabolic

We, we are the bitter bucolic

If I have to give my life you can have it

We, we are the pulse of the maggots

I wont, be the inconsequential

I wont, be the wasted potential

I can make it as severe as I can

Until you realize you’ll never take a stand

It isn’t just a one-sided version

We’ve dealt with a manic subversion

I won’t let the truth be perverted

And I wont leave another victim deserted

We, we are the new diabolic

We, we are the bitter bucolic

If I have to give my life you can have it

We, we are the pulse of the maggots

Do you understand?

Yes

Do you understand?

Yes

Do you understand?

Yes

Do you understand?

Yes

Say it again, say it again

We won’t die

Say it again, say it again

We won’t die

Say it again, say it again

We won’t die

Say it again, say it again

We won’t die

Say it again, say it again

We won’t die

Say it again, say it again

We won’t die

Say it again, say it again

We won’t die

Say it again, say it again

We won’t die

We fight, till no one can fight us

We live, and no one can stop us

We pull but we’re pushed too far

And the advantage is, the bottom line is

We never had to fight in the first place

We only had to spit back in their face

We won’t walk alone any longer

What doesn’t kill us only makes us stronger

We, we are the new diabolic

We, we are the bitter bucolic

If I have to give my life you can have it

We, we are the pulse of the maggots

Do you understand?

Yes

Do you understand?

Yes

Do you understand?

Yes

Do you understand?

Yes

Say it again, say it again

We won’t die

Say it again, say it again

We won’t die

Say it again, say it again

We won’t die

Say it again, say it again

We won’t die