Tremors

Yeah, yeah. Greg took a break from this site. But it was brought up in some twitter and i remembered i have one. Lately, life has been shit. Graz won't let me into drama! which is WONDERFUL and stuff. Butttttttt, Mahana is in the class and shit. So that's nice. The whole program is going to shit anyways. I feel like i'm a fool for not seeing what Dylan and JAcob and all them saw in it so long ago, that i'm barely noticing now. i'm like one little thing away from disconnecting myself from drama COMPLETELY. Oh, and as far as those wonderful girls go, i am still just a puppet on a thin thread. I'll listen, i'll pretend, but at the end of the day, she'll change her mind again. I wish i could like douchebags as much as she does. It's funny because i know if i didnt text her, i wouldn't cross her mind. I am pathetic. Anyways, Senior year is SUPPOSED to be cool, so lets hope that happens. I think the tremors in my body make it hard to sleep sometimes, especially since ya know. I stay up all night thinking about these small shake ups in my life. But ya know, fuck me, right?

Tired And Uninspired.

There's something everyone is born with. Some kind of sixth sense that tells them how to live their life. Who raises you is apart of it. And who you wish to become has everything to do with it. You slowly begin a steady uprising in your life that will hopefully someday bring you to such a height that no great distance of air, time and space seems far down enough to kill you if you fall. But eventually, you fall. And you keep falling.
In the eighth grade i spent my year hung up. In "love" as if i could understand such a concept at that age. But it controlled me. I yelled. I crumbled. I fell. And i hit bottom. Such a short drop never killed anyone though. In ninth grade, i think i began what really actually felt like love. Because only a few months ago did it actually go away. It made me drink more. It made me smoke. It made me lose my faith. And it made me change. I promise i hate who i was when i was a "big dog". I promise i hated who i was when i'd miss days of school cuz i was hungover. I hated who i was so much, i, for once in my life, got the will power to make a change. I left everything that changed me behind. I found old relationships and began new ones with all the right people. With thoughts of that girl still eating away at the back of my mind til their was nothing left to nibble on. One day, it just. Left.
I have been slowly climbing upwards since the day eighth grade ended i think. From when i fell. Slowly i have crossed this mountain of memories and thoughts that bring me down and i have become happy. And she, really feels like the one. But our constant quarrels and childish fits is destroying me.
My house feels so empty. My parents are becoming more distant. And my friends all seem to be realizing what they want from life. And i, keep standing still. On top of this peak i've reached. Where does the adventurer climb when theres not a higher mountain? Because everyone i know has found their peak miles above me. The sun is setting on you on top of this mountain. The wind in your hair turns stale. And you've set on me, but you are not the sun.
Everyday i get happy. And everyday i almost cry. Every day i think i know who i am. and everyday i get lost atop this mountain on which i sit. But i think its too much now. Prom turned disastrous for about an hour when i realized i may have wasted months of my life. Accepting defeat in arguments i knew i was right in. Kisses that meant nothing to her. A slow dance i'll never forget. There's this empty chest feeling you grab onto when she tells you that life as you know it might not be working out. And that last tiny shred of hope you had is ripped from you.
But then why does she keep dragging me back? As if i'm clawing at the waters surface hoping to breath in fresh air. But as she sinks, she pulls me down. And then we rise together. And fall. How many times do my friends have to call me an idiot for going back to her? I dont want to give up. My feelings for her are strong. And i never wanna lose her. I cant. I cant imagine life without her. But at this time, i must just sound delirious. Even i read this thinking, "once high school ends. You'll understand".

So i'll swallow my pride. And for the first time since 8th grade i'll shut my mouth and jump. I'll slowly lift my leg and fall from this cliff. And fall. and Fall. And fall. Until hopefully i hit rock bottom and all standards are erased. And i can one day start climbing again and be happy.

Farewell cool mountain breeze and thick atmosphere. I jump from this Ledge tonight.

" i used to be such a burning example. I used to be so original. I used to care i was being cared for. Made sure i showed it to those that i lose. I used to sleep without a single stir. Cuz i was about my fathers work. I used to pray that god was listening. I used to make my parents proud. I was the glue that kept my friends together. Now they dont talk and we dont go out. I used to know the name of every person i kissed. And now i've made this bed and i cant fall asleep in it."

Oh, If i Woke Up next to you

Life is funny, isnt it? How it seems to figure itself out. It trickles down systems of pipes and sewage lines like the drop of leaky faucet water that got away, until finally it lands in its own refreshing pool of water to call home. For the first time in a while, i feel home. :) Things are finally going better with the girl of my dreams :) i can only hope it lasts. I know i never use names but, i really adore Jessica Carbajal :) She makes me happy beyond reason, and to be blunt, if my happiness depended on her smile, i think i'd make it through these nights alright :) PROM is saturday. I have been hesitant, but finally i think i am actually going to have fun. I Don't know, we'll see. But my bets on a good night :) SUMMER IS HERE FOR ME. I finished up and i am officially done at oak knoll, so YEE. Summer School-less summer for me :) RELAXATION. BOOM! I love Veronica Snell btw. I was in a horribly depressed mood all day, then saw her. And she cheered me up as best friends often do. Ya know, your friends can reallybreak you if they tried. You pretend you are okay at times, but your heart can be bended and snapped in two with the world not even knowing. Or maybe, we just believe the world doesnt know. My friend got hurt last night by something another friend did. And i have never seen this person so upset. But like, he went and did something that idk how to feel about it. I know this sounds like gibberish to you, but for those of you who know what i'm talking about, i'm alright. And as ian put it "Greg, if i was you i would have cried!"...i am not crying. haha. So, i'll post something a little more meaningful soon, love you all. <3

the SUNNIER side of truth

so, i got home monday night. I'd felt fine all day, and a primary thought in my mind was, "damn, i already need to buy more cigarettes?". Need being the unlawfully, uneeded word in the sentence. I got home and little things made me lose my breathe. At first, i thought it was nothing. I'll just lay down. That was at midnight. I tossed and turned, trying to breathe all night long. Eventually it hit four in the morning and i realized, i could not breathe. So, i ended up in the emergency room. X-rays, antibiotics, and an oxygen machine for hours. Pumping clean air into my fucked up lungs. The doctor said "It'll be fine in five days if you take this medicine. Good thing you came in when you did." What if i didnt? We all have choices. And smoking as much as i did was definetly a bad choice. the xrays portrayed my lungs filled with this visible, white air. But it wasnt air. It was smoke. The thought of them grosses me out now. For everyone who saw my cigarettes, who told me to slow down, who told me smoking would bite me in the ass, i am sorry for not taking your word. Even though it was only these five days, i have never felt such a horrible, helpless pain in my life. I had panic attacks from too much oxygen, i could have suffocated from SLEEPING incorrectly. And i am 16. What if i hadnt come in?
So, i know i've said this before. But i mean it this time, this blog is documented proof. I am DONE with Drinking and Smoking. I am not against it, but i am afraid of it. Every time i drink and someone says "that fucks up your liver" and i just laugh and keep drinking. What if it happens? Cuz, you laugh when they tell you cigarettes will fuck up your lungs too right? I may drink on occasion. i havnt decided yet. But i am not down to go out and drink every weekend. I am down to be designated driver for my friends. And still go to parties and socialize. But the pain that this last week put on my body and mind, has thrown me into complete fear of waking one morning and not being able to breathe. Hurting. So yeah. There ya go.



p.s. the title implies it, veronica wins.
http://trendstopper.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunny-side-of-truth.html

All this, like a message, comes to shift my point of view. So much is happening right now, i don't know what i should think, say or do anymore. There is definitely a light that is blinding us all. Slowly, but surely it rises in the morning with the, compared to this light, dull and lonely sun. i drive around aimlessly sometimes. Watching the world turn at its pace. Its almost unfathomable, how much you can see in a single glimpse. How many lives have gone through the world. Everything you see has been created by someone, patented by someone, purchased by another. Everyone uses this immortal, blinding light to guide themselves through life. But...Lately, i've been watching through my own light, as it tints the shade of you.
This is life, and this is who we need to be. We need to hide ourselves from anything willing to break us down or tear us apart.
and i know, in the end. i will always have friends there for me.
i just hope some day, your night in shining armor will save you.


goodnite.

The ol' "Falling Down a Well " Dream

Few things, first of all. Thank God for Emily Parks. I would just like to say that above any of my other friends, right now, she's been the most caring and understanding person there for me. And i don't know what i'd do without her. And to Danny, Amanda, and Lori, thank you for being there to laugh at my not funny jokes. Turnquist, we are WC's. Which makes me happy. and Mattsign, you are under rated. That was just a few thank you's on my long list. Anyways.

Topic.
For centuries the butterflies that lay dormant in our stomachs have been able to flutter as vibrantly as ever with the voice of the person you "love". And for the longest time, those butterflies have woken up every time i hear her voice. Or see her. But, should it work this way? I mean she makes me feel like shit. i hear the things she says about me, and her constant unwillingness to see me. it just doesnt make sense. The butterflies might be broken.

I feel empty still. No sign of this road ending. But you know, eventually someone will be standing on it, wandering as aimlessly as i do. Thinking "he's got it all wrong, we're walking away, not TOWARDS something".

goodnite.

Welcome to The Fallout.

There's a scent in the air, maybe unnoticeable at first, but it's there. I'm begginning to fall in love all over again. I'm begginning to give up on finding myself. I keep feeling like something bad is coming, but maybe it's just my mind playing tricks on me. All my life, i have heard the question, "What is your biggest fear?". And all my life, i haven't known. But sitting in this chair, staring at this wall, being let down through one text message and brightened up by another, i think i know. My mom will scream and i'll think it's my fault, but she wont enter the room. Did i hear a scream at all? My teacher says "better hurry up, or you'll end up at Arrow next year." But, my papers say i'm ahead in credits. i draw alot more now. I've been doing drawings for the local bands around here lately. And people like them. I went to the mall with all my friends yesterday. We laughed 98% of the time. I love my friends, but i dont think they love me. I finally got her back into my life...now i dont know if i want her. I'll sleep all day, and still be tired. I'm thinking of something to do, with a whole list of options in front of me. Instead. i sit and stare at my wall. Another text, who is it? That adorable girl. She gets more perfect in my eyes with every word she says. We've been closer lately too. Another text, she lets me down...again. Maybe i'll go visit charter oak. I get alot of "Why are you here?"'s. To be honest, i want to ask them the same question. What has this school done for you? I have more credits and more freedom than half of you. Why are YOU here? Then i remember. I see a close friend that i see every day and i get happier than i used to. I dont see him for as long every day. Not as long as i used to. I remind myself of domefest, then that girl. Then everyone in my car is laughing. Another text, it's only twitter. Where am i going? "Clean your room" my mom says. "okay," i say. It's still sitting dirty behind me. I watch movies i see everyday over and over again. New movies though, i cant get an hour into anymore. Where are my friends? What are they doing?
I'm going to write this blog, or, i've already written it. I want to cheer up. What can cheer me up? I'm going to the gym tonight. i go twice a day now. Pretty over not being as healthy as i should be. All these songs are redundant. I want something new. what am i supposed to do?!?! i feel empty again. maybe its fear? Oh yeah, "Greg. What's Your biggest fear?"
"This."








I'm terribly frightened of going insane. My greatest fear is what i feel myself becoming. Unusual. Insane. Not right.

I don't want to be crazy.

Well here we go.

so, alot of people have been asking me about me and someone. if were friends again. and idk anymore...but. i have something to say. i've only told a couple this. but...she was the reason i left. I'll swallow my pride and admit to being afraid. Of another person. I left Charter Oak High School for a few reasons, but all were quite miniscule to the fact that i couldnt recover from what we went through seeing her everyday at lunch. Smiling and ignoring my presence. i wouldve never gotten better had i stayed. And i regret leaving charter oak every day of my life...I'm so afraid i will fall again. Down the same hole. With someone else, or. Just.

life wont get easy before it gets better. i learned that.

Walk On Water Or Drown.

i miss her. alot. I miss seeing her. she looked so cute tonight. fuck.
anyways,

i hear people complain about being grounded
about the thing sthey cant do for a week
the people they wont see after school daily.
who the fuck are these people fooling?
IF their parents dont crack, its a measily weak. meanwhile there are people dying to escape reality. I miss the plaza. and summer 07. dont get me wrong, theres nothing with the life im living now. but everyone just had fun back then. there werent these restrictions.
idk, I'm looking to the sky to count the stars, i wonder if you see them where you are :/

i need to choose. am i happy or sad? i cannot pick lately. i hope happy.

I want you all to bury your face in your favorite book, draw a picture, sing a song, write lyrics, film a five minute movie, learn a dance. do anything to escape reality...even for just a moment.

Melancholy and The Infinite Sadness.

We are the sons and daughters of a revolution, revolutionaries walking us out of oppression and into a no-low promise land. And this leaves us with a great sense of sadness dwelling inside our soul. No one can explain where its' coming from or where its taking us. We just know that something is lost, but somehow we are lost, lost. And this, my friend, is the Great Depression.

I feel this immense, emptiness. Like i'm living my life lesser than i should be. I feel like everything i should be doing is waiting for me, like i can't catch up. You watch teenagers become who they will be for the rest of their lives. Some, get sent away for doing tedius, but dumb, things. They will be the men and women we watch be put to death, if they dont do something to save themselves soon. Others, grow tired of life by a mere 16 years old. Who knows how long they'll last outside the walls of high school.

i like my life. i am content with who i am. i just feel like i could change things. I feel like i could be doing so much more. But nowadays i have so little effort, it seems useless.

I have to beat the infinite sadness that claims so many lives.
i have to become my own human.
i cant let this growing heartache take my life.

Things will change. i promise.
die. young. and. save. yourself.

The Deal.

The Simplicity of a Television Set is almost at perplexing to me as the complexity of a Computer. But all these things, they just take buttons. Were still far behind on what we can create, computers suck to try and have to fix. But a Television. If you were to ask a Man that's "in the business" how hard it'd be to make a new TV, he'd probably answer with "that's pretty simple"...But i can't build one. Does that make me behind?
Anyways, that girl. Her eyes shine when i look at her :] But i don't think they shine for me :/ I see them brighter though. And that's all that counts. She's gorgeous. And funny. and. gah. ANYWAYS.

So here's the deal. I need to do something with me life.

This is Your Life, Is it Who You Want to Be?

I am so content with my life at long last. I talked to my mom today. I told her everything. I todl her i drink, but i dont smoke. I told her i'm safe, and if i'm driving i wont drink. i told her i dont hate her, that i love her. And i told her all i want is for me and her to be friends. Because this house seems haunted sometimes. She seemed upset. And i just walked away upset. And an hour later, she calls me back in the room. "At your age. I did every drug you can think of. And i've been scared you were too." and we hugged. "But if i ever find out you drive home drunk, i'll kill you". So i think were okay. Idk, i wanna build off of this. Maybe see a movie with her. I want to be able to laugh with my mom. Anyways, i got a beautiful, amazing prom date :]]] And my family seems proud of me! AND TOMMOROW I MIGHT GET A JOB. And in the car right now, i dropped my friend, well. Idk. Can i call her that? I dropped this girl off and she thanked me for something i did out of reflex earlier. Like, something i did cuz i knew it was right. and i think i realized when she said thank you...
i really have grown up.
And i really do like who i am. :]

I'm Proud of Who I am.

So, i have been thinking. Every day i sit in this chair, or lay in that bed, and think. "They have no idea". I hate not being who i am. I hate my parents KNOWING they dont know who i am. I see kidsl ie to their parents, and mumble how they hate them. But when it comes down to it. I love my parents. And well, Chance treats his mother with more respect with anyone i've ever met. And she knows what he does on the weekends. Even if it gets me grounded, i wanna be my own person. I want them to understand. I want to connect with the two people i owe everything to. Because, maybe if i explain that part of my life consists of drinking, and parties, and girls, i can explain easier that its not everything. i can point out i dont smoke weed, cant i? I can point out that i have always held my alcohol. And never done anything too rash. I'm just, i'm tired of not being who i am to everyone. I love my life. But at home, i feel like i need to escape. I'm not expecting to them to say its good that i drink. But ya know, they will understand some things possibly. Idk, i might not do it.
but i am so close to just being like, Mom. We gotta talk.

If i do this, it will take every bit of bravery i can ever muster up.

I Can't Seem to Shake This Awful Feeling.

Days are Just Days. No Friday. No Saturday. No midnight, or morning time. Days just run on now that i left charter oak. I love my life. I love my friends. I love what im able to experience. But fuck, what is this leading to? Summer? A Vacation? Aren't i ON one of those? Girls are just becoming confusing. My friends make sense. Or, to me they do. Alot of people dont get it either. "Your Friends are SO DUMB". Maybe if they like, saw everything we've gone through my eyes, and felt what we've gone through then they'd understand. YEah, they're PRETTY ridiculous sometimes. But i've never seen a group of friends so hard to break down as mine. You got passion, kid. <--I Wrote a song called that. Blahhhh. I wish people would stop arguing. I am genuinally happy nowadays. There are things i wish i could fix. But ya know, they'll fix themselves justl ike all my pathetic shit fixed itself. I've learned to not be so materialistic. U've learned a good nap, my hooka, my friends, and a good movie on tv can get me through the day. I dont need the latest anything. Video games are getting overrated to me. Its like, you spend good money on them. Play them and then beat them. "Whats next?"....Then again the same thing can be said about life, right?




Take me Back here.....

Nobody Puts Baby In the Corner.

Oh god, so much to update on. Haven't been on in a long time cuz of Domefest. To clear things up, Domefest 2009 has been planned since like december of 2008. Paden's parents went to Brazil, and his hous ewas empty ALL of spring break. So naturally we all went and got drunk and had alot of fun. I swear, my closest friends showed me who really cares this last week. Everyone was themselves. Everyone, even the previously known "edge kids" we hang out with let loose. It was amazing. It felt like 7 full days of Fourth of July last year. Ian couldnt go, which left this remarkable impression of emptiness in some areas of the day. But for the most part, i had fun. Check out the labum of myspace, its almost completely documented in there. Haha.
So, one. This is two anonymous people. But please fucking grow up. Dylan is right as much as i know you deny. I'd give anything to fall in love the way you did. To know theres always going to be someone. And you spend your time with that someone fighting? You are both to blame. You both did things wrong, but fuck. You did things right too, so your not completely fucked up. Just fucking talk. To each other. Not to your friends who want you all to not be together. Because i realized this week i hate like 80% of the dumb bitches i know. I swear to god, LIVE YOUR LIFE. You cannot put your happiness into another person. It doesnt work that way.
Also, Thursday Night (Round Three of Domefest), was a crucial night for my "growing up stage". You see, i wont say names. But i got really drunk with like one of my best friends. And we kissed, to my remembrance, we kissed multiple times. And as wierd as it was, its okay because this girl is so sweet that i know it really couldnt dent our friendship. So thats water under the bridge. But because of that kiss, i got defensive. I swear to god some guy was like, looking to fuck her and never speak to her again. I was abnout ready to kill him if he touched her. Then i took chance home, and when i got back. I found out he did touch her. And i kicked them out. Cody said "Yeah, i was the only one awake, You had balls threatening those 20 year old dudes like you did. I thought you were gonna fuckin kill them". And for some reason, the next day. They showed up again. And all my friends were like, "Greg, just be peaceful". And its like. Fuck No. They dont get it. They're all trying to justify what that guy did. But no one saw the glossy look in her eyes when she told me what he did. Nobody else saw her cry, and frankly. Nobody puts baby in the Corner.
The guy came up the next night, held out his hang and apologized. And a gut feeling told me, "no. Dont" so i didnt shake his hand. He hurt my friend. And i had JUST promised her a few nights before i will always be there to defend her from the horrid male population. Well, looks like i was right. Cuz someone else got drunk and he tried to do it again. Thank god Turnquist was there.
You cannot take advantage at Parties. No amount of alcohol should whisper in your ear to touch a sleeping girl. If your sober, take ten feet back from my drunk friends.
I dont know, i think that just taught me something about myself. I think i know that sober, or drunk, i will always be there for my friends when they need me. And that feels good.

btw, the guy was sober. And she was unconsiouce.
in case your like my friends and want to see where hes coming from.
if you know what happenned and were there, and tell me that he was justified.
Your no friend.

Anyways, its easter. I miss ian. BALLS.
lates! :D

An Even Touch

This is the part where we all stand side by side, with a hand in each palm, and a breathe in each sigh. We don't just sigh to let out hot air, its a sound of us still breathing. I will look back on the days to come as the days that changed my life forever someday. She's never looked more adorable. And He's never been more scared. I apologize to you all if this just sounds like a gutteral outpour of emotion.
But it is.

I Love My Friends. All of them. They have each showed me something new about myself. Ian and Sheb will always make sure i know you never get too old to laugh at something. And i never stop laughing at the innapropriate. We are the sons and daughters of a revolution. We are the ancestry of broken hearts. We are the new age, and we are falling. The world might be ending, figuratively speaking...within the next weeks. But we will all sitll be here, Standing tall with a gleam in our eye. I know we can face whatever comes. I have known Jonatahn since i was like 8 years old, and to this day no one makes me happier, or puts me in a better mood. How's that for growing up? This is the part where we all stand side by side, with a hand in each palm, and a breathe in each sigh. We don't just sigh to let out hot air, its a sound of us still breathing.

FUHHHHH

GOOD NEWS OR BAD NEWS FIRST?

BAD NEWS (everyone picks bad news)
I need new sunglasses. i need to sleep more. my body aches. i am confused with my love life. i feel really bad for sheb. i need to get my band going. My mother is insane. I think i like her. I have a headache. I havent played platinum like AT ALL.

GOOD NEWS
i saw Craig Owens :]

OH! and im still here :]

Pokemon/ Band Name/ Happiness/ etc. Blog

I actually have topics today! :D
First of all, minor shit first. I bought Pokemon Platinum Version. I really dislike nerds, the kids who grow up and still refer to everything with above 3 syllable words. Star Wars Geeks, Star Trek Geeks, movies can be good but there is no need to idolize your life over them. But i will admit, i nerd out over two things: Marvel Movies (but who doesnt?) and Pokemon. I think its because Pokemon was the only thing that ever beat out everything else when i was little. And since so many of my friends (both dylans, jacob, david, oyst, ernie on occasion, jessica, danny on pc, m@sign, etc.) enjoy it; i never got a chance to grow out of it. But its okay, all my friends like it too. The day i stop getting laid is the day i will quit Pokemon haha. But anyways, the game came out and its great. Really a time-taker.
Secondly, My band is starting to progress. I have been writing guitar and bass riffs, recording them on mixcraft and adding in drum loops for a while. And now that i have found guitarists it's safe to say you will be hearing our rough demos soon. Since i wrote everything (i play bass and sing in the band) that we have so far, its safe to say it sounds very Pop Punk. Think Sum-41, Brand New, All Time Low, Mayday Parade, BLINK-esque. Me, Ian, Danny, and Sheb will be practicing in the nearing future and we have a little speed bump. a name. So if any of you can send me suggestions on myspace, that'd be great.
Thirdly, i really miss how things were on February 21st. I mean, staying true to my earlier blog, i have been happy lately. But i mean, none of us are quite the same since the incident. But it feels good knowing were all still holding strong, trying to make the best of the worst ya know? Every moment we all get together is a moment worth having. Right?
Well, i feel like i have more to say on three subjects. But we can save that for a different time.
SO! Pokemon Platinum = Good.
Band Name = YOU DECIDE!
HAPPINESS = gettin' there. Thanks! :D

Thanks for your time, ya'll.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

It gets me mad when people think of a problem, as a mini drama. Ya know? When everyone's like "NOoOoOoO0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0". When there are things that need to be dealt with deal with them and stop getting angry when people do. Like seriously. The concept of an argument is so simple that when taken apart it becomes so complex. Like an atom. And eventually one of us is going to make it split. Atoms and Arguments both serve the same purpose in a way; making everything how it is. Just one materially, and one emotionally. All the little details can only be figured out by the people who have studied it best. Then tell me why do people, who have no idea what something is, spend so much time trying to make it right?

I am a very outgoing person. And i dont want to call myself an asshole, but i WILL state my opinion. And i will speak outloud. And what i say is MEANT to be seen/read. So dont think i am horrible for saying something when clearly, i said it for a reason.

p.s. to the person this is about:
Also, im over you being you. You need to fucking give up at this lets make me seem like the bad guy thing. Okay? I'm so over how you think you can be the SHIT. and then ignore me. And when you need someone im here at your fucking whim? No. Horse Shit. I am done with you having to be right. You are the only person i let walk all over me and now that i dont im a horrible guy? Fine. Fuck you too.


On a Lighter note, this pwns jesus.


thanks for your time.

GRUNTLE THE DISGRUNTLED

I'm Really going to try and be Happy. Joyous. Like, i have had so much rage and stuff lately. I just want to be happy about my life. And that shouldn't be hard. SO! Just thought i'd let the world know. :D LATES!

thank you for your time.

Purple and White

Purple and White are now my sites, layouts, and merchandise clothing. So...HURRAY!

Anyways, the Office is fucking amazing. And its been doing an amazing job at keeping me entertained. Lets see, today i went to Amanda's and drove Roseanna and Charisse to a hospital to visit Ashley. EXCITING, eh? Anyways. I will be making the site over the next week. GALAXYCORE.COM.

So i'm over the girl i had feelings for prior to this blog. SCORE. But im already kinda falling for TWO other girls. Fuck my life. Oh well.

OH i'm cutting my hair tommorow. Fun. I'll post a picture

Well not much info today.

Thanks for your time.

OH, STALK YOUR SHADOW

This is my Cousin/Friends band. They are br00tal and amazingly talented. They're going somewhere soon. it's certain. So give them a listen

GREEN

So, i barely noticed it was St. Patrick's day. I'd say its a holiday made for children, like Halloween. But on the other end of the Spectrum, its pretty fun over the age of 21 as well. So who knows. I'm part Irish, and i dont. Well closing in on the 3rd season of the Office. Amazing Show. Brilliantly Clever. I Don't have much to say today. COMMENT MY OLDER BLOGPOSTS. This is becoming a bigger part of my life.

OH, so i got this problem. I'm like in love with this girl. but besides the fact that she has NO feelings for me, her heart is like dented. Some guy cheated on her. Well problem is, this guy is my BEST FRIEND. So like, how can i hate him for hurting her? I Love Him. But Fuck! I Feel like relationships all have a yellow chalk line somewhere along the road. The test is, the first one to hop over that line is the first one to fall in love. The One who crosses it because you did...hooks up with their ex at a Summer Party.

Love, ain't it grand?

Well. Til' Tommorow babiez,

Thanks For The Time.


P.S GALAXYCORE SHIRTLINE AND WEBSITE BEING CREATED AS I TYPE THIS.

Helpful Bus

I saw this and i thought it was the perfect satire on Porn. Watch and Enjoy.

PG PORN: Helpful Bus | Girls | SPIKE.com

T-SHIRT DESIGN & LAYOUT SITE (COMING SOON)

I am going to be making a site soon to distribute the t-shirts i made. They have cool designs so wear em for me :] Also, i'll have photography and layouts that i make on the site. It'll share a name with this blog; GALAXYcore. Dumb name, but i picked it for a reason. haha. So yeah. This is gonna start lookin alot more official. So if you have one of these please follow me on here?

oh and follow my twitter;

http://twitter.com/GregGALAXY


Thanks For Your Time.

oh,Rendevous

I Fucking hate my parents sometimes. They make alot of money, which is cool. One less worry in life. But they sure are pricks about it. They get drunk almost EVERY day. It feels like they don't even want kids sometimes. They act like all we are is a problem. We are slaves built to do as they say. My mom will spend a bunch of money on Me and Jen; just to use it against us. As if we asked for it. But she did out of kindness, when it really feels like guilt. I know i shouldn't be complaining about my good money situation but fuck. I kinda want loving parents more than atm machines.

Anyways; i have been watching the Office all day. And i fixed my room up which is cool. OH annndddddd i wrote a song today. Instrumentally and everything. I think it sounds good. But we'll find out.

Thanks for the time.

Countdown from 100 using movie Quotes

I really envy the people who have time to do this shit. I don't go to school and i'd fail at 99. But enjoy this. For the love of movies, correct?

Ghost of a Good Thing?

I'm sick of everyday being hard now. Since the incident everything has gone down hill. I've been looking at old twitters. February 20th i wrote "Goodbye Bad Days! :)" Because there had truly only been happiness in my life. February 22nd, i wrote "Welcome Back Bad Days". And since then everyone has had some kind of hardship in their life. Honestly, the progression of mankind is often so futile, so insignificant, so small that the tiniest speed bump can throw it away. As if one good day was the helix we needed in our DNA strand to evolve, but we missed it. I think i am going to give up on love. Because i have fallen so hard for this girl and still i get rejected every day i speak to her. As if she has to time for me. These car keeps crashing in my mind. A fast paced, abrupt meltdown in which the driver loses all control. The sad part is i'm actually TRYING to be happy lately. I don't want poor pitiful me. I think i am going to read the entire bible. Never have. but maybe finding god is all i need. Well, i'm going to clean my room all night. Wish me luck. Ya know, with the living part.

DoubleYOUteeEFF

This is my first blog. I'm going to update this ALOT. It'll have a bunch of random topics, some closer to me, some not so close. So, yeah. Here goes.

It has been getting to the point to which i feel i have to choose between Mega's and Drama. I love everyone in both parties so much but fuck, i cannot coexsist with each anymore. There is always some problem. Some unfragmented tiny detail. I hate that i left Charter Oak. It's something i never should have don.e I lost connections with people. I feel alone even when i've spent all day with people. It through off my sleeping habits. And most of all, i lost Drama. Whatever. Myspace, Twitter, and this are gonna be my new school haven. Gosh, thats depressing.