Stupid lyrics

i am driving home from work and by accident i hit Y100....which in itself is a crime, but that was nothing compared to what i heard next

"i aint no holllaback girl" a lyrics amazingly stupid and pathetic in its simplicity and idiocy...and who the we have to thank for this proliferation of idiocy over the airwaves that poluted my clean ears.....Gwen Stefani....the same Gwen that used to be a punk chick is now a regular white wanna be black r&b singer. she wears the sluty clothes, she sings the pathetic songs, and she looks like a skank!

CONGRATS GWEN....ya stupid bitch

"i aint no holllaback girl" is withouth as doubt the stupidest fucking song and lyric i have ever heard...

Shit...w00t...in between

mainly in my kings, they are now 0-2...vs seattle, a team that blows, they are supposedly hard team (BULLSHIT) they are a lame impostor of the old kings with a touch of rebounding, but none of the excitment and big wins.

im sick of fucking seeing peja choke, the guy doesnt do shit, he thinks he will get a new deal? who the fuck wants a player who can avg 20ppg in regular season but cant fucking score 15 in back to back nights in the playoffs....god damn peja...grow some fucking balls and shoot.

we better win both games in seattle.


now onto great satisfaction
Milan won 2-0 vs PSV in the Champions Leauge Semi-Final....we are 90 minutes away from our 10th European Champions Cup Final....

Sheva is the best player in the world...maldini looked shaky but the man is 37, playing at a higher level then any defender has before him for that age.

Chealsea vs Liverpool today, all the pundits and twats on the fucking we love chealsea bandwagon are saying its a walkover for the blues....fuck em....Liverpool is just boring and slow enough to win a fucking game against there cunts who score of deflections and rebounds...fuckin 'ate chealsea.


Did marketing presentation today....i think i was best speaker in group....:)

Economics homework is an exercise in futility i cant seem to get that shit....

Done with Managment, or as i call it common sense, got a 95% and dont need to take final...but i could and it would lift my grade (its made up of an 82 on first test, 99 on second, 95 on third, and a perfect score in the group project (only ones in the class to get 100), and a 50 on two class room exercises. so im fucking done....imma miss Niko, who made that class tolerable, and i got to practice speaking in the native tounge, i really like meeting people from similar backgrounds such as myself...its fucking nice, i understand why all u latinos cling to eachohter like hoochie jeans to white girls who sound black. the dude is going back to slovenia so i might go tomm. just to say "ciao" to the man...i might meet up with him in europe this summer or something...who knows...cool kid.


im considering going to visit tristan in chicago, my mom says its a good idea, dani thinks its bad (considering i would come back on the 15th and leave for europe on the 18th) plus i think she doesnt want me to go as she would miss me :).....i got ticks for $115 which is sweet and i would take another 60 up there for about $175 and go visit the fuckface who is slowly exiting my life...he aint coming to europe, or miami for the summer...since he is renting an appt and has to pay rent and cant make anything here close to enough what he gets in chicago (15$ a hr there)...and no europe cause he cant make the neccesary 1G ticket and bring like 200-300$ for random shit....what a fagget. and i know next season if he in apt with 3 cocks i wont be going to visit him as i dont really wanna meet 3 cocks...so this is kjnd of an ending to an era, though it really ended in august, i did think he would come to europe for the summer, but it seems that the Lav and Tristan (my name first...BIACH) chapter of my life is at an end...it may have small additions later on, but in effect it is over...which is a sombering though had it not only hit me now, about 7 months after it happened.
The intresting thing is whenever one of my frends leave, i cant really envision what it will be like when they are gone, and yet somehow whenever one leaves a new one pops up...its strange...i aint saying the cuban has ever been replaced or will be but adjustments are made and i meet people like alex and ivan...to sub in for tristan and eddie...

I would have to say that growing up and losing touch with your frends is sad, its like something that you wish would never happen but its inevitable, which makes it all the worse, as you slowly feel it slip away from your hands...and you watch it fall, while not doing anything about it, casue you really cant. Thats why i love being with Dani, she is the constant in my life, something i know i wont lose in 6 months or a year to a transfer, or a far far away school, and i assume this is really the basis of marrige and all that, this notion that you are losing your frends slowly, so you tie yourself to a woman/man (if u are a girl) so as to not be alone. cause lets face it, the frends u make in HS/College are the guys who shape you and influence you the most, its that lovely time in life where responsibility is setting in barley, freedom is at an all time high and you can do as you please, your body is strong and you are young. So really guys get thier girls and as thier friends slowly scatter they lose touch with them, cause lets face it, contact becomes harder and harder...preety soon the girl is your oldest and best friend and i dont think there is something wrong with that but i do think that guys need time away from the girls/wives/w/e's because they need to be themselves--not saying we fake it around women, but we are politer and you get the picture.

For those who seek to claim that losing touch is easily avoidable....i barely talk to my dad, now that he is on MSN and that i am going to europe soon we are chatting on almost a daily basis for about 10-15 minutes, but its all bout the trip, rarely anything deep or intresting, he barely knows whats happening day to day in my life, and i barely know his day to day affairs...and thats how it is with freinds, cause i dont know what tristan is up to, hell i barely know what the fuck he does with himself on a regular nite, and same with eddie (i know he watches some ball cause its eddie and he is obssessed and its playoffs)...but u guys get my point


anyways this post is too longa nd no one will read it in its entierty...but its good to express oneself and get stuff off thier chest, writing stuff down is kind of like saying it aloud...relaxing...its the final admission that what u think about in the back of your head is infact something you feel comfortable expressing outside the confines of your head...which in-itself is a big step to admission and coming to terms with your thoughts.

For old times sake...

for all the old boys who remember the days of the D-Mix...the nites with melo on his guitar, and the rest of us wailing at the top of our lungs

I am color...blind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am
taffy stuck, tongue tied
Stuttered shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am...fine
I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded, and unfolded, and unfolding
I am
colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am...fine
I am.... fine
I am fine
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I had a bad day again
She said I would not understand
She left a note that said I’m sorry, i
I had a bad day again

She spilled her coffee broke a shoelace
Smeared the lipstick on her face
Slammed the door and said I’m sorry, i
I had a bad day again

And she swears there’s nothing wrong
I hear her playing that same old song
She puts me up and puts me on
I had a bad day again

She said I would not understand
She left a note and said I’m sorry i
I had a bad day again
Nooo...

And she swears there’s nothing wrong
I hear her playing that same old song
She puts me up and puts me on
Oh I had a bad day again

She said I would not understand
She left a note that said I’m sorry, i
I had a bad day again
She left a note that said I’m sorry, i
I had a bad day
Nooo
Nooo
Nooo
Nooo
Alright
Oooooo
Ohhh
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You’ve got your ball
You’ve got your chain
Tied to me tight tie me up again
Who’s got their claws
In you my friend
Into your heart I’ll beat again
Sweet like candy to my soul
Sweet you rock
And sweet you roll
Lost for you I’m so lost for you
You come crash into me
And I come into you
I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream
Touch your lips just so I know
In your eyes, love, it glows so
I’m bare boned and crazy for you
When you come crash
Into me, baby
And I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream
If I’ve gone overboard
Then I’m begging you
To forgive me
In my haste
When I’m holding you so girl
Close to me
Oh and you come crash
Into me, baby
And I come into you
Hike up your skirt a little more
And show the world to me
Hike up your skirt a little more
And show your world to me
In a boys dream.. in a boys dream
Oh I watch you there
Through the window
And I stare at you
You wear nothing but you
Wear it so well
Tied up and twisted
The way I’d like to be
For you, for me, come crash
Into me
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and this one goes out to Luis (back then he wasnt Chucha) and Melo

I know what you’re doing,
I see it all to clear
I only taste the saline when I kiss away your tears
You really had me going, wishing on a star
But the black holes that surround you are heavier by far
I believed in your confusion, you were so completely torn
Well it must have been that yesterday was the day that I was born
There’s not much to examine, there’s nothing left to hide
You really can’t be serious if you have to ask me why

I say good-bye...

‘Cause I am barely breathing
And I can’t find the air
I don’t know who I’m kidding
Imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting
A fool for another day
But I don’t suppose it’s worth the price, worth the price
The price that I would pay

Everyone keeps asking, what’s it all about?
I used to be so certain and I can’t figure out
What is this attraction? I only feel the pain
There’s nothing left to reason and only you to blame Will it ever change?


‘Cause I am barely breathing
And I can’t find the air
I don’t know who I’m kidding
Imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting
A fool for another day
But I don’t suppose it’s worth the price, worth the price
The price that I would pay
But I’m thinking it over anyway...


I’ve come to find
I may never know
Your changing mind
Is it friend or foe?

I rise above
Or sink below
With every time
You come and go
Please don’t come and go

‘Cause I am barely breathing
And I can’t find the air
I don’t know who I’m kidding
Imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting
A fool for another day
But I don’t suppose it’s worth the price, worth the price
The price that I would pay
But I’m thinking it over anyway