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H E L P. [Mar 1st, 11:30am] [ mood | hopeful ] HEY GUYS I really need your help with something really quick. My band entered a Battle of the Fans contest. It is really difficult for a SKA band to measure up to the Hardcore/Emo whatever band scene we have here in Vegas. So here is what I need from you. The TOP 7 bands get to play at EXTREME THING 2009. If we could make it, who knows what that could lead to, you know? All you have to do is go to a website, click on us, and enter your email. They don't send you anything. It's just so they can make sure you're legit. Please, please help me out. HELP OUR SKA SCENE. Here is the link: http://xpozlv.com/helix/members/battleofthebands.php?lS=5 Thank you so much for your help. :) -Kelsey read all comments (2) or leave a comment

one more time, baby listen. [Dec 3rd, 12:29pm] [ mood | optimistic ] [ music | 54 46 - toots and the maytels ] i felt like i was so many places yesterday. it's really weird how time flies like that. one minute i was at school learning about 9-8 suspensions, the next i was designing the back concierge boards at work, next minute i was at band practice, and finally i was home. i fucking love my band. and i love singing with them. you know, that feeling you get when you're so excited and happy you can't help but laugh. i feel grateful. i should be grateful that i'm doing what i love to do and getting this opportunity. it doesn't come to everyone. seeing them sing along with me and know the lyrics is the best feeling in the world. like an orgasm. i'm hungry. ( my college days are hardly taken up by college. ) read all comments (4) or leave a comment

listen the fuck up for one minute. [Nov 28th, 1:17am] [ mood | sleepy ] EGO. every fucking day someone opens their goddamn mouth where they shouldn't be. can you please explain to me what you do and who the fuck you are that makes you think you can talk to me that way? i have at LEAST four people that are willing to fucking go to your house and bust your fucking windows in. why is it that people feel they must say and do ridiculous things to feel better about themselves? it's not even like they're in compromising positions, unless they have a disgusting penis in which makes you want to vomit. but what i'm really saying is, shut the fuck up. don't be a pussy. you are now on my shit list. good luck to you in the future, especially because you don't have a job, you don't have true friends, and all you do is walk around with your new-wave bullshit and a different scene to define you every fucking month. GROW the fuck up. GET A FUCKING JOB. and THEN try talking some shit to me. then we'll be on the same fucking level. mother fucking douchebag. and what makes it ten times worse, is he's one of those fucking people that can't spell or use punctuation correctly, so when he's trying to argue and insult me, i don't even fucking take him seriously. you're seriously a fucking joke. BUT MOVING ON. I HAVE PICTURES FROM THANKSGIVING and i promise i'm not always a pissed off crazy. i've got work tomorrow at noon and apparently it's going to be ridiculous. i'm really thankful for things like my fucking beautiful family. haha and good friends. i'm thankful for krystal. i'm thankful for every guy that has respected me and loved me. i'm thankful that i can cope with bullshit going on right now. i'm thankful for my new camera. i'm thankful for the band. i'm thankful for max for hounding me nonstop for weeks until i finally agreed to meet them, lmao. i'm thankful for my computer and my warm ass bed. i'm thankful for sex and the city. on to the pictures we go. ( MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE ) till next time. read all comments (7) or leave a comment

significant other? just say we were lovers. [Nov 26th, 11:43pm] [ mood | tired ] [ music | truce - dresden dolls ] i don't know what to say about today or how to say it. i've been feeling lately that i need to prove myself, and you shouldn't ever feel that way. so even though i feel that way right now, i'm not going to. i don't have to explain my thoughts, feelings, or actions to anyone. so moving on. i got a new camera today. ( and we'll call it even. ) read all comments (10) or leave a comment

i love this city and i'll let it show. [Oct 11th, 6:41pm] there have been a lot of different things going on lately, and i just feel lucky to have the friends i do. i'm glad everything worked out. it just feels natural. i don't have to try with them. i don't have to be anyone i'm not or fake anything. i can be doing absolutely nothing with them and feel completely content. that's fucking all. read all comments (2) or leave a comment

[Sep 8th, 12:57am] i just don't need this right now. i can't believe i ended up in the same situation as last year. just with a different person. i feel so lost. read all comments (3) or leave a comment

How does it happen? [Aug 13th, 10:40pm] [ mood | mellow ] [ music | vampire weekend - oxford comma ] When does it click? When does that giant moment come along where we all figure out what we're supposed to be doing with ourselves? Is it supposed to be followed by some event that changes our lives? Does that one or series of events just happen by itself or do we have to make them happen with change in mind? Or what if it comes with the absence of a huge momentous occurrence. What if we just end up immobilizing ourselves because we're too scared of a big moment and all of the moments we could have had just pass us by, and we end up working 9 to 5 for the rest of our lives. Scary thought. My point is, please fucking live. read all comments (4) or leave a comment

The stairs have yet to be mastered. [Aug 12th, 11:22pm] [ mood | accomplished ] [ music | etta james - i want to be loved by you ] I sweated like a mother fucker today at the gym with Ashley. It was my first time on a stair-master. That shit is hard and ridiculously hard to do mentally for me, because it's like taking the stairs in a parking garage for half an hour, without actually getting anywhere. It sucks. It's interesting seeing the different types of people at the gym. I always wonder what kind of thoughts are running through everyones minds. What keeps them inspired? What even gets them into the gym? At my old community gym that I used to drag myself to every week, there was always this one woman on the elliptical machine, and I'd always look at her numbers, and it'd always be at least an hour. How the FUCK. I admire women that can be on a tredmill or an elliptical for that long. Maybe I just don't have enough ambition to be healthy or athletic. Ashley gave me a pair of red shorts that are now officially my "gym shorts." Lol, I wouldn't give want them back either if someone sweated through them, so I don't blame her. Hot ass mess. Until next time. read all comments (8) or leave a comment

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