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1/31/10

Lady Gaga should have won!!

Eminem is STILL sexy. (And he's STILL got it) AND he looks soooo hawt in fitting clothes. He has wrinkles. I'm a fan. Yum. (Its eminem, drake, lil wayne and travis barker on drums) suhweeeet!!

Gaga's silver geometric shape outfit is bomb.

You remain, My power, my pleasure, my pain,
baby, to me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?

NOTE TO SELF


Must buy off of EBAY: Brownie No.2 Model A

ooh! stevie nicks and taylor swift. interesting.

If I'm young and stupid
At least I'm doing it while
I'm young and stupid
And not when its out of style
If I'm going nowhere
At least I'm going when
There isn't nowhere
Nowhere that I should have been
We might fall apart
If we follow our hearts
But in the end you know we'll stay true
If we carry on
If we play along
You can't say we're wrong
You can't say so long
At least we did it our way
And learned the hard way
It's all that these scars say
At least we did it our way
If I'm young and useless
At least I'm doing it how
Only the useless
Could get away with it now
If I'm fucking crazy
I guess that I'm bound to learn
Cause nobody made me
Play with fire and burn
We might fall apart
If we follow our hearts
But in the end you know we'll stay true
If we carry on
If we play along
You can't say we're wrong
You can't say so long
At least we did it our way
And learned the hard way
It's all that these scars say
At least we did it our way
Don't ever make excuses or punch the clock
Cause that's how suckers are made, and your dreams fade
Don't ever hide your bruises or sell your stock
Cause that's how brothers get paid, and men get made
If we carry on
If we play along
You can't say we're wrong
You can't say so long
At least we did it our way
And learned the hard way
It's all that these scars say
If we carry on
If we play along
You can't say we're wrong
You can't say so long
At least we did it our way
And learned the hard way
Its all that these scars say
We might have learned the hard way
We might have learned the hard way
At least we did it our way






Mgmt should have won for best new artist.

Wow, check out pink !

Some serious stuff right there, that's absolutely brilliant

Awh, Leonard Cohen..

I wanna see Perez!

Elton John and Gaga!!!

This is mindblowing. Watch NOW.

Gagas performance is Amazing!!!

I love her!!!! Pokerface for the win!

"I don't remember this spot.."
"You will now"
*pops the question

'Your an amazing and beautiful woman. You are everything I have ever wanted.'

I think AFV is the greatest ever

Aritzia is on fashion television (not the new collection though)
I had a lot of the pieces ahha

Note to self: Go to Newfoundland

Rolly's Garage = Interesting?

I think i'm in love with grungy, scary dark things. The more bizzare or miserable, the more i'm attracted to it- mostly in a fashion sence. I didn't blog much today, i'm not in the mood.

i just feel like getting out of this house
i just want to wander around like i did on friday
i dont know how im going to last another semester
i have shitty classes, shitty teachers and its going to be nice out soon
i wouldnt be surprised if i actually end up moving out earlier
figuring me right?
i already miss polonio
and i'm sick of working, and doing shit i absolutely hate
i mean, it's not that bad being at caesars or at the pool
but it's not good
there's no progressions being made, i'm not achieving anything, im simply existing
and its fustrating
i figured that after 17 years of doing this, another six months wouldnt kill me
but i figure its going to get much worse before it gets better
and that applies to my desire for you also
six months so far, whats another few weeks?
ITS MURDER I TELL YOU
MURDER
MEURRE -
DEURRE
damn, thats a good name for a band, MEURRE-DEURRE

COPYRIGHT


anyways
opening a haunted house is quite the good idea
i can photograph people's reactions and get them to pay for prints
a ridiculous amounts for 4'6 prints
i'm thinking, 6.66$
oh, see what i did there?

i think working at a coffee shop would be hot
miserable, but hot
maybe a waitress
at least i get tips
like, not a few dollars, i mean real tips
hm
the keg?
i got experience
three years worth at caesars

im ranting a lot tonight

I AM YOUR SLICE OF LIFE
LALALA

i almost got "Sweet dreams" by manson downpacked
but its so out of tune
3353..3363 ...lallala

EADGBE
Every Acid Dealer Gets Busted Eventually

i really need to get out more, the internet is melting my brain

these are hot by the way
kinda like you, when your not wearing your shirt
and you give me that look like you wanna..



goodbye, cruel cruel world
(don't get soft without me)

1/30/10

Woo! Coat Check! I get to sit around and get peoples coats and get tipped. (And admire my new guitar!)

Meet Didi, my Doe

She's got six strings and a soul.

My sexy left handed beast. I'm going to name her.

I think I found donatella versache's equivalent - except with black hair, and a black corset dress with feathers- she's just as tanned, with just as much eyeliner, and she's also 70. Seksi.

My friend Bruno- who's my age is the italian people's entertainment tonight- seriously. He's doing elvis impersonations and singing old school italian classics. PRICELESS. he was here last year too!

My left knee is killing me!

I made a 50 dollar tip! Woo! (From last week)
And I'm working at a really old italian party. They'res like a million of em.

Whatever doesn't kill you, will leave a scar



Manson's Unreleased Vid: Apple of Sodom (1998)

Did I mention:

I'm buying that black sexy acoustic guitar off of my friend at the hall today, for 40 bucks. Something to pass the time, eh?

There is a very fine line between artists and killers. That’s what separates art from commerce. Art and spirituality go hand in hand. But politics and religion are not spiritual - they take things out of the world. That’s not to say that you can’t believe in God. For me, God is the concept of making something. If you don’t have hope for the future, then you can’t be an artist - there’s no point. Everyone thinks I’m a nihilist or a fatalist and I came dangerously close to thinking like that over the past few years. It was when I started to think that I don’t have any feelings any more, so why bother? That is the end. Boredom. Boredom leads to drugs. Boredom leads to, ‘Let’s invent new things because we’ve done them all.’ It’s funny that you bring up the Roman Empire because the kids have always been too cynical and grown up too fast. Kids are senile now. They forget. They have no history . It’s Twitter, Twitter, download, download. I don’t care about any of that. What are you saying? What do you have to say? Can you say something? Can you say something that is passionate? And sometimes, yeah, do I want to shoot some of these people? Sure. You should be worried about what I’d do, if you’re worried about what my music does. There’s gonna be a day when I shoot someone and it’s gonna be myself or someone who says the wrong thing to me and I’m not afraid to do it. I don’t want to go to jail and right now I don’t want to die, so you have to make that choice. Are you stupid or are you passionate? Pick between the two. And sadly, when kids go wild, it’s stupid. ‘When Kids Go Wild!’ It’s a new TV show and they’re going to put my music on the soundtrack!


-Manson

"Jenn, get me the extra chair for the interview.."

1/29/10

Looking Forward

I would have never thought in July that i'd be at this point. I never would have thought that when I was realizing things about myself, that i'd also get myself onto a path - a six month rollercoaster. (Think, school, people, home) I would have never thought that i'd be sitting in a gorgeous cafe, i wouldn't have imagined myself having my camera welded to my hand, nor would i have imagined myself this happy. at this point, no matter what my mother or father throw at me (i expect a lot of anger, ect, when they find out about my report card, decision to not go to university yet, ect) it won't really bug me. I never knew what was coming to me six months ago- but all I knew is that I was trying, that I was striving for something- I was trying to pull something out of myself. As of now, it's a miserable hiatus, I try to keep busy with my own things, even just settling my ideas and mind into small mini shoots- I'm at least trying. I absolutely hate work, my jobs are great jobs, but they're totally lame beyond belief. It's not even close to what i'd see myself doing- nor would any path my parents would want me to go. I have a feeling the next six months will be beyond miserable in some aspects, but the end of it, July, and the summer, the weather- the heat, the quay, the late nights, the cafes, the coffee, the early mornings, the subjects and the massive windows- will be the only thing that is necessary. Even though things are useless and a waste of time, perhaps these few months are necessary for some more practise- to get myself ready for whatever's to come. i'm sure it'll be a very very very interesting summer.

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