IT’S A MONO-DEMIC!!!

hey there boys, girls, and those with a little of both. i know it’s been a few days since my last post, and some interesting things have happened in the mean time. first of all, track practice starts up tomarrow, and i still dont have my card. so i’ll have to do that manana. on a lighter note, to of my friends have mono!!! lmao, it sounds terrible, but they cant laugh about it, so im taking it upon myself to be the voice or comedy, since im not much for reason. kelby feels lie shit, and em evidently looks like she’s got a “tuma”. lmao. anywho, im currently in our swimming unit in gym, and i’ve taken it upon myself to belly-flop every class. speaking of classes, 3rd quarter conferences were last friday, so im grounded till i get my missing homework in. thanks for putting up with my mindless rambling, i’ll leave now and get ON TO THE MUSIC!!!

Song of the Day

Guerilla Radio

by: Rage Against the Machine

Transmission third world war third round

A decade of the weapon of sound above ground

Ain’t no shelter if you’re looking for shade

I lick shots at the brutal charade

As the polls close like a casket

On truth devours

A silent play in the shadow of power

A spectacle monopolized

The camera’s eye on choice disguised

Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?

Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?

A spectacle monopolized

They hold the reins, stole your eyes

The fistagons bullets and bombs

Who stuff the banks

Who staff the party ranks

More for Gore or the son of a drug lord

None of the above fuck it cut the cord

Lights out guerilla radio

Turn that shit up

Lights out guerilla radio

Turn that shit up

Lights out guerilla radio

Turn that shit up

Lights out guerilla radio

Contact I highjack the frequencies

Blockin’ the beltway

Move on DC

Way past the days of bombin’ mc’s

Sound off Mumia Guan be free

Who gottem yo check the federal file

All you pen devils know the trial was vile

All you pigs trying to silence my style

Off ’em all out that box it’s my radio dial

Lights out guerilla radio

Turn that shit up

Lights out guerilla radio

Turn that shit up

Lights out guerilla radio

Turn that shit up

Lights out guerilla radio

It has to start somewhere

It has to start sometime

What better place than here

What better time than now

All hell can’t stop us now

All hell can’t stop us now

All hell can’t stop us now

All hell can’t stop us now

All hell can’t stop us now

All hell can’t stop us now

nothing from nowhere, im no one at all. nick.