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Name: Marcus
Birthday: 11/25/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: Writing music, playing my guitar and base, jamming with my friends, going out (when my parents arent nazi's), chatting, computer games, skating, riding my bike, reading...and other stuff
Expertise: playing guitar... annoying ppl. Thats it
Occupation: Legal
Industry: Legal
Message: message me
MSN: phat_125@hotmail.com
Member Since:
12/1/2003
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| wow. it's been ages sice i wrote anything... I think I shall just so you can read up on my life.
So here goes.
i have started playing an online role playing game where you basically write the stories and people reply and add to them. you each have one main character and you go about trekking and stuff.. super fun waste of time. I write long incongruous (however spelt) stories...
Register A Blood Dragons Account
My hair is out of control... really long. Henry Chiem wants me to get dreads... crazy... I think no.
I have a pierced ear. Way coolness. Nuff said.
Erm not much else. Yeah happy new years and all that
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| Listening To: other library users clicking and shit...
Mood: cant complain
Location: err...library
hey cams i did that test thingy i am alright i think i can live with myself
here it is:
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
yah... mmm... i have nearly finished moving house it is gud... i dont like the process of moving but it is a mad house. we can see the water and theres a park close by. and shit is just good generally.
the other day i saw dawn fraser... and for all those who know who she is and what shes famous for, her number plate sed 'flag'... hehehe funny woman she is...
i think that mid-life crisis' are for those who are shit... they cant handle life enough not to put themselves under so much stress, they pain themselves with worrying about the little things.
tho some may say the little things matter most they are right yet wrong at the same time.
the they may mattermost doesnt mean that we shud worry about tehm as much as the big things in our life...
or at least thats what i think.
i.e.:
Martha Washington
"I am still determined to be cheerful and happy, in whatever situation I may be; for I have also learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances."
meaning that you can choose to let things worry, and annoy you, or you can choose to accept them as they are and just go about life... thats not to say that you should robotically smile and outwardly act cheerful, it means from the heart...
yah neways...later, and happy chinese new year to all those chinese ppl for yesterday 
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| hey all went on a hol so heres what i wrote while i was down ther... and for all you tech boys i saw mr. gowan... or cueball as i like to refer to him
Holiday time
8:09 PM 1/13/04
whos gonna save us? its such a mad song. infact the latest album by 'the Living End' is preety sweet. im down the south coast right now and we just had a blackout and now the power is back on! hooray! anyways since i my lat entry me and lauren are kinda sorta not really but sort of going out, its up to her really. fat man scoop is the maddest guy. his new song i cant remember the name of the song but its really good. hmm, hmm...yeah its soo mad. the clip is preety funny, its got a little fat man scoop singing the song he has no body just a head and hands and feet and in one of his hand he has a mic. its the funniest thing! i just found out what its called... 'be faithful'. tis madness!? neways im going to sign out now...no wait today i saw a movie... its called love, actaully. twas the funniest thing that i ever saw. 'its my life' by no doubt. they were my introduction to the punkier side of the pop world... i remember the first time i heard them. it was on the the video music show called 'rage' a cant remember the exact song but its was one with i think it might be the song that they play at the end of the hot 30 radio show. i cant for the life of me recall the song but its a good one...
anyways i'll leave you with this
"God does not play dice"
- Albert Einstein
ttfn... Marxist.
10:15 PM 1/13/04
blackout is over and the power is on. evrybody else is asleep... pfft... they are all in the proper cabin, i have to sleep in the entertainment room bcos i forgot the stupid matress... *rocking back and forward to the beat* fuck i hate this song 'jenny from the block' by jLo... *in a trance* dont be fooled by the rocks that i got, im still, i still, jenny from the block...sorry about that its just catchy but i bloody well hate it... Place-bo is mad on the other hand... especially 'every me, every you' tis gud song-ness... 'i think that the more i think the harder it gets to do so as there is less to think about' - M.A.N. (fromt the book 'Marcus: aspirations of a great mind') arent my initial just the greatest?
"i really like what youve done to me, hey roll over dj, its my life dont you forget, in the shoalhaven, website, at berry first national real estate, cant find nemo, $75 to find nemo fishing trip, ulla dulla, big buying power, say hello to type power pro, bridge stone, hello tyre power pro, kate cebrano? more sucess? confidential...no drugs, vertical blinds will never be the same, cedar, oak, dream home, music for now, 94.9 power fm, i really want to be with you...hmm hmm dum dee dee dum dah... i think you get the point the radio is annoying meEeEeEee..."
i am going to write code and you can copy it then try and figure out what im trying to say
tihtihsi nskointgs boyna ctthuea lrlaydiicoa nitst hsionok obflwohoodiyt imsaadc taunadl liy iwtihsihn kii tksnbeewn ftohled ssfoinvge ynaaym!e
clue 1; rocking the suburbs
clue 2; the ! is the end of the sentence
its actually about a funked up version of a song, that sounds preety cool, it reminds me of the early limp bizkit...
i fucking hate the re-invented christina anu...she sucks the major phallus (yes thats the right spelling rob...jks). anyways i feel like playing my guitar so i'll leave you now but never fear i shall be back...
Marxist...says bye and heil hitler...
4:51 PM 1/14/04
fuck the water was sooo coold today... brrr... i'm not entirely sure whether im al intact something might have broken off... i dont really know... i sure hope not... anyways. yeah. pirates are cool... they are like buccaneers... mayb i'll make sense one day... one day...
5:05 PM 1/14/04 *Marxist has logged off
12:00 PM 1/15/04
hey all last nite i had the weirdest dream... here goes
i was competing in a competition and i had to find a way to beat all these other players at flying, yes flying, througha tube and getting to the prize money but i also had to win but not look bad for sum stupid reason so i had to share the money. and when i got to the top of the pipe campbell (a techian for all those who dont know him) and some girl that hes tolde me about b4 called mary was with him... he has a gf... mayb its a suggestion of things to come... anyways they were tere and then i won the race thingy and shared to prize money with them. then we got on a bus and wafter i sat down i couldnt find campbell or mary. so i went up stairs (it was a double decker bus, one of those big red ones) then i saw all these school kids at the back of the bus... they looked like they were from belmore or somthing and they were all dark skinned... kasun (another who goes to tech) was sittin at the back of the bus, then i spied cambpbell in the corner of the bus... next i sat in the second last seat from the back then turned around and mary was infront of me... then some freaky old came up to her and put his hat over her face and the asked her to sing something to her... a wave of fear swept throughout the bus... a guitar appeared in myt hands then i started singing some sort of merry jig... and a few joined me including kasun, and campbell... the old man proceeded to sing a song that i havent heard b4 but knew all the words to then everyone started weeping tears of joy, everyone was hugging each other. i turned to my right and the great tommy emmanuel (a fantastic guiatar, bass, and drums player) was next to me he was crying tears of joy aswell then i hugged him... after that mary went and sat next to campbell then i wispered to him that he should break up with sarah (his currnet gf) and go out with this mary chic... he said know and was kinda pissed about me suggesating... then i got off the bus and the dream ended...
fucking scary and weird dream if you ask me... anyways there's an insight to my life (as scary as it may be...) | | |
| Hey all life's sweet...this is such a rushed blog i dont think there has bin an atempt to write/type so much in such a short time. I am going to move into a new house, somewhere i dont realy know, but its really small apparently, i havent even seen the darned house, im sure it'll, be fine, but seriously not even seen it!!!
mmm...i never say anything that makes some sort of sense in chat that is, e.g. "prostheitic toilet seats"...wtf was i thinking...
yeah anyways thanx to you alls i hope your day was as great as mines...(they always are gud)
heres another quotes, sorry its not from gorgy boi jazzo... (or at least not the same one)
"Friendship is a plant of slow growth and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity before it is entitled to the appellation."
-George Washington
Bubye....
Marxist
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| Listening To: [God Put A Smile On Your Face - Coldplay]
Mood: Nothing special
Location: Damn gass chair...i feel low...
Dear World, how are you? I am a humble servant the Xanga dominion... rather i am enslaved by its power... i am what you could call a denizen of Xanga, a master race who know how to keep your attention constantly... you may leave now if you choose but once you start reading you must not stop... kinda defeats the purpose of keeping your attention aroused... meh its not like it matters... Nothing really matters...
In the end what will count? will someone tell me? does anyone know? is there an answer, because believe me there isnt really a point to all this pain and anger, violence and things that run free on this treacherous earth... the beguiled fools who follow without question and give in to their lack of knowledge, or understanding of certain situations... we are constanly controoled by those who have the knowlegde of those things... we choose to follow blindly
I think that there can be a way to change all of this but i dont truly know i have a lot of evidence but each person cant do the same and just hope for the same, desired result, it just doesnt work. If say for example someone felt that making...pie made them eternally happy...(dont ak why pie it was just what i thought of...) but for someone else it wouldn't be the same... i just hope that throughout this christmas you alll stay safe and sound and that no-one gets hurt (mentally or phisically, hell... even spiritually) and that in the words of George Bernard Shaw
"I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the community, and as long as I live it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can."
So long, farewell, Auf veiderzehn, and Adieu...
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