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Name: Alex
Country: United States
State: Wisconsin
Birthday: 3/10/1988
Gender: Male


Interests: I love any kind of acting, improv, and pretty much any other kind of performing, I write poems, lyrics, stories, scripts and anything else a person writes. I play hockey, and am trying to finally learn guitar. I love any kind of music, and am constantly listening to music, I love concerts, and just listning to friends who can play amazingly on their instruments. I don't have a favorite band so don't ask, i just like music a whole real lot
Expertise: I am an expert in the ways of love! I am like Mother Theresea...but of bonin


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Member Since: 10/30/2005

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Sunday, February 05, 2006

            Okay... I havn't writtin in here forever, but i figured i should, cuz the last thing i wrote was all depressing and nobody wants to keep readin something like that, so yeah, not much goin on with me.  Drama Day yesterday, worked with a bunch of elementary school kids it was cool i guess, I am so fricken wiped out tho.  Beauty and the Beast is a little bit behind cuz our director has broncitus and Pnemonia, or however you spell that.  Yeah both of em at the same time thats gotta suck so bad.  I'm a little sick also, but not that bad.  umm yeah i still don't get the point of a xanga though.  I mean do that many people really care about what I do in a day, or how exciting my life is? 

                                                                                                                                  We work jobs that we hate, for shit we don't need, we dress up cool for popularity, wearing all teh latest fashions cool shoes and ripped jeans, who the hell are we pretending to be?                                                                                                                       (we're liars)  Teens of America  (liars)  controlled by the media, (liars) Everyone's the same (liars)  Fuck these                                                                stupid games                                                                                                          MTV's what runs our lives, when were different we get criticized, puttin people down is how we get by, pretending to be happy, but its reall just a lie                                  Chorus:                                                                                                                               So tell us what you think, now you know how we are, do you like our khakis and our real fast cars, tell us if were rad, or really just a joke, don't believe any words we ever spoke                                                                                                                            Chorus:                                                                                                                          Solo:                                                                                                                                   Chorus:  

                                                             


Tuesday, November 29, 2005

2 years ago, to this very day actually, was one of the most horrific car accidents that I have ever seen.  Wait… rewind!  There was this perfect family, and I mean perfect.  There was a mom, a dad, 2 boys, and 2 girls.  They loved each other very much.  They all got along very well… okay so there were some occasional fights, but they all cared about each other very much.  Especially the kids.  These were the greatest kids anyone could ask for.  They were very caring, especially the littlest girl.  This little girl was a very amazing student, and an amazing athlete.  People always said she would go far…  The other kids were also good athletes, and pretty good in school.  Anyways, their grandpa had a terrible case of cancer, and the doctor only gave him 3 to 4 months to live.  Since he lived in Tennesea, the kids did not get to see him much.  They decided to go down for thanksgiving.  They did not know that it would be their last couple days together.  I’m sure if they did, they would have done a little more, or been a little better, or maybe said I love you a little more.  Maybe they wouldn’t have argued at all on the way down, or wasted time with any negative moments.  They had one of the best thanksgivings ever!  The oldest son, and his cousin made the most delicious turkey that anyone had ever tasted, and OH the pumpkin pie was delicious, wow what anyone would give for just one more piece of that pumpkin pie, she loved it.  Sadly their trip had come to an end, and it was time to leave, they had already postponed their departure two days.  They should have already been home.  It was about four o’ clock, yes, four o’ clock.  The family was all prepared for the long journey.  They had all the snacks, and drinks they needed, they had a tv in between the seats, and a million movies, and cds, and they had their dog Meeka, but most of all they had each other, but that would soon change.  They were driving down the highway, just a normal day, and then it happened.  It is almost to terrifying to tell, but I will do my best.  There was a deer in the middle of the highway.  A fucking deer, why?  They swerved to avoid the deer, but going 75-80 mph makes it kind of hard not to loose control.  The van hit the median, that divided the two parts of the highway, it crawled up the median like it was a ramp.  The van flew into the air like a shuttle on take off.  It seemed like they were in the air forever, the spun and spun, but this horrific roller coaster finally ended.  The van was trashed, you couldn’t even tell it was a van anymore.  The family’s things were scattered around the highway, cds, food, clothes, blankets, pillows, their dog!  The mom, and the dad crawled out, I don’t really know how, they took two of their kids out, and then spotted the other two.  They saw their little girl, not moving at all.  A bloody mess,  limp in her fathers arms, he does all he can to bring her back… nothing helps, they try and try and try, it is not working.  Their oldest son was not moving either, one goes to check on him.  He is also laying in a puddle of his own blood, his leg is torn from his body, they toss anything over him to keep him warm, they can’t loose him too.  Finally the ambulance gets there.  The family is torn, their little girl, 12 years old, gone, passed away, dead!  Their oldest son holding on to his life in the hospital, and their two other children just torn apart.  I was the oldest son, obviously I did not die, I am still here.  This is the shortened version of the story, but every word is true.  HOLD THE ONES YOU LOVE, DON’T WAST YOUR TIME WITH ARGUMENTS, OR STUPID FIGHTS.  YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT DAY IS GOING TO BE YOUR LAST, OR THEIR LAST.  LIVE IN THE MOMENT, DON’T HOLD ON TO GRUDGES, MOST OF ALL LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE THE MOST POWERFUL WORD AND ACTION.  TREAT EVERYONE WITH KINDNESS, LIKE THE LITTLE GIRL IN THE STORY DID, DON’T BE BIASED, RACIST, OR ANY IST, BE NICE, CARING, LOVING.  HOW DO YOU WANT TO BE REMEMBERED?  WHAT IF THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE ARE NOT HERE TOMARROW!!!!!


Sunday, November 27, 2005

So what to do, What to do? I dunno what to do.  What would you do i dunno wknow what woudl I do. Yeah i ahdve some problems right now i dont know what to do about them, and i dunno basically that is it i dont know.there are somany things i could do, but i dont know what do.  I guess i will just keep truckin and find something to do well im going to go and do the deed with marrisa and ariel at the same tiem, thats called a threesome and thats what is oging to happen in five minuets so i will tlak to everyone later, and figure out what i should do, about what id ont know what to do.  but if anyone knows what to do let me know cuz i have no clue

okay good night, if a bear shits in the woods, does it make a noise?  uyes ofcourse

ummm a efw shout outs for the night to the people i am doing in five minuets and then caro line my friend in college and mandy and some onther people s2wewet bye

 


Saturday, November 12, 2005

Yeah so bout to go to Mandy P Rathers suprise b-day bash, well i dunno if its gunna be a bash but itll be cool.  Well Crescent Pierced my lip yesterday night it was cool, thanks Crescent. I have had to hide it from the rents which havnt found out yet, its amazing they havnt because its a lip ring but what ev im good like that.  Also I almost got married today to the lovely, awesome Marissa, but she dint have a ring for me, so I din't get married, and I dint even get to kiss teh bride.  well im gettin yelled at to get off so I gotta get off, but i will be back... Goodwill rocked today!


Thursday, November 10, 2005

Damn, a half day! yeah just got done eatin a helluva lotta chinese food, but it was delicious.  So I havn't wrote in here in a while, umm, yeah not much goin on!  Gotta give a shout out to Mandy P Rather Happy 18th birthday, I can't believe you got a tatoo before I did!  Hope your birthday rocked!  yeah im just sittin here listnin to some goldfinger, and chillin.  Im gunna hang out with the amazing Crescent later today, so yeah kinda lookin forward to that! Heidi saw the "hollywood photo booth" pics wow, extremely sexy!  we are going pro at that! 

CHORUS: She wakes up in the middle of the night, walks to her mirrior looks at herself and starts to cry (she doesn't like what shes seein) (lifts up her sleeve cust her wrist now shes bleeding

The tears fall down the sides of her cheeks, she starts to cry, as she things about last week, (just wanting to end her pain) Shes sick of all these stupid games                           chorus                                                                                                                          Next day at school feeling so alone, looks at the boys and girls talking on their phones, (but no one stops to talk to her) eats by hersef at lunch and no one says a word            chorus                                                                                                                               She sits in class writing poems in her notebook, all the kids walk by, giving her dirty looks, shes sees them point and shisper, No, no one knows what its like to be her                                                                                                                               She goes home later that night, walks through the door, preparing for another drunken fight, walks up the stairs with another bruise, woundering if shes always gunna lose           chorus                              

Yeah okay, song I wrote awhile ago, some people asked me to put it on there so there it is.                         but im gunna go try to play some guitar i will talk to yall later                                                               



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