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[27 Feb 2005|12:25am] |
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Hey everyone!!
It's Bryant again!!
YAY!!
Well, I'm bored with the computer..
Abercrombie is my new favorite store!!
Not like I could buy more than like 3 things in there a month though... lol
but still, it rocks!!
lol, gotta go, lacrosse game tomorrow!!
later dudes
bry
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[09 Jan 2005|07:29pm] |
Man oh man, I haven't updated this thing in a while. Leave some comments if you want me to stay.
Otherwise I move to: www.Xanga.com/darksurfer834 since most of my friends seem to be there.
Later dudes
Bry
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[31 Dec 2004|09:55pm] |
Maroon 5 - This Love
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[31 Dec 2004|06:24pm] |
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You met her a few months ago, and somehow she managed to seep into your subconscious like that "Suga how you get so fly" song. Just like you have no clue who the hell sings it, you don't know why she's there. But she is, whether you like it or not. You know her cell phone, her house phone. You can dial her Aunt Doreen's house in West Houston (where she goes to do her laundry every two weeks) faster than you can peck-out 911. But she doesn't know.
Her screenname, that generic one with her first name followed by three to five random numbers or A&M, has its own category at the top of your buddy list. Not only do you know what a "Buddy Alert" is, you've rigged your computer to play "Fat Guy in a Little Coat" from "Tommy Boy" every time her screen name changes from gray to black. Then her away message comes down, and you have a decision to make. To IM or not to IM? These are the ridiculous games that you play on a daily basis. But she doesn't know.
She's it. All right, so maybe not "it" it. Not necessarily Ms. Right, but closer to Ms. Right-up-there-with-Anna-Kournikova-and-Lizzie-McGuire-on-your-list-of-people-you'd-give-anything-to-be-stranded-with-on-a-broken-down-elevator. But it's about more than that. When is it ever about more than that? Never. Not like frilly white dress, overpriced catering, embarrassing drunk in-laws more, but closer to A&M sweatpants, two Corona's, a futon and a movie you have no interest in seeing anymore. But she doesn't know.
She's gorgeous, but gorgeous is an understatement. More like you're startled every time you see her because you notice something new in a "Where's Waldo" sort of way. More like you can't stop writing third grade run-on sentences, because you can't remotely begin to describe something ... someone ... so inherently amazing. But you're a writer. You can describe anything. That's what you do: pictures to words, events to words, words to even better words. But nothing seems right. More like you're afraid that if you stare at her for too long, you'll prove your parents right: that yes, your face will stick that way. But you wouldn't mind.
You don't mind that the questioning, "Hello?" on the other end makes you want to smile and throw up at the same time. You wouldn't mind worrying about what to get her for her birthday and spending $300 when you only have $17.50 and a Triple-A card to your name. You wouldn't mind that she left your TV on and the blaring infomercials wake you up at 4 a.m. ... because it gives you a chance to watch her sleep. You don't mind that you've slipped up twice when you were hammered, and hinted at how you feel, but she was too drunk to remember. So she doesn't know.
Sure, she's pretty, but it's about more than that. You two connect. Anything you throw at her, she can throw right back. You figured out what's going on in that predictable head of hers in under five minutes, but something tells you that her heart would take about five years.
You remember everything she's ever said to you, and when that freaks her out you blame it on your photographic memory (which is a lie, you have a 2.7 GPA). You can't remember your teaching assistant's name, and you can't remember that your electric bill was due four days ago, yet you remember the middle name of the kid who tripped her in fifth grade and gave her that cute little scar on her shoulder. Maybe it's because you actually listen when she talks. When do you actually listen? Never. But she doesn't know.
But she has a boyfriend. The kid is a tool, and you are not. He has no redeeming qualities, and you have about 38, even when you're hung over. You could kick his butt, and you've never been in a fight in your life. He treats her like crap, and you would treat her like the princess she believed herself to be on Halloween in 1996.
But she loves him. He wouldn't know what he had even if she slapped him across the face and dumped him, but somehow she still loves him. And somehow she still doesn't know.
Then, out of nowhere, she slaps him across the face and dumps him. She comes to you. You've been there before, so you seem like the smartest guy on earth. She cries, but your corny half-joke, half-compliment somehow gets a smile out of her that almost makes you feel ashamed that you're the only one around who gets to witness it. It looks like you might make her realize that all guys don't deserve to have rocks thrown at them.
But nothing changes. She doesn't know. You get that library elevator feeling in your stomach that she'll never know. You get that feeling that you'll be forced to write a cheesy Collegian column about her that makes "Sleepless in Seattle" look like "Girls Gone Wild."
You go to sleep. You wake up. She doesn't know. You're not in love. You're not obsessed. You blame it on the fact that you just need to get some, but still, it's about more than that. It would just be nice if once in your life, things worked out the way you wanted them to.
So... now you know...
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Happy New Years!
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[26 Dec 2004|11:22pm] |
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You Were Nice This Year! |
You're an uber-perfect person who is on the top of Santa's list.
You probably didn't even *think* any naughty thoughts this year.
Unless you're a Mormon, you've probably been a little too good.
Is that extra candy cane worth being a sweetheart for 365 days straight?
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hahahaah thats so effing wrong
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[25 Dec 2004|06:03pm] |
ITS CHRISTMAS!
LEAVE COMMENTS!!
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[20 Dec 2004|08:43pm] |
Grrr... Marshall's grounded, that sucks butt...
NO SCHOOL THIS WEEK! ROCK ON!!
MIAMI IN 3 DAYS!!
VENEZUALA IN 4 DAYS!!!
CHRISTMAS IN 5 DAYS!!!!
right on!!!!!!
Hey, little boy, I have to pee like a race horse! Whattaya gonna do, cry about it?
Talkin to this cool girl named Chelsea on aim, :)
later homies
bry
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[18 Dec 2004|09:53pm] |
ihaveRABIESsowat (9:50:04 PM): humans suck
ihaveRABIESsowat (9:50:08 PM): we have large brains, and bipedal movement, which increases our walking distance, but also hampers our ground speed. what the hell is a fat ass brain gonna do in a one-on-one combat with a gorrilla? NOTHING
Fencinglefty (9:50:21 PM): lol
ihaveRABIESsowat (9:50:23 PM): we need horns or something
ihaveRABIESsowat (9:50:29 PM): or venom glands
Fencinglefty (9:50:36 PM): or gills
Fencinglefty (9:50:57 PM): so while hes distracted by the gills, we can kick him in the nuts and steal his bananas
ihaveRABIESsowat (9:51:01 PM): o! o! or a gill horn! aha! ive got it
Fencinglefty (9:51:13 PM): and then shave 'fat fuck' on the back of his head
ihaveRABIESsowat (9:51:22 PM): we can puncture his artery and drink his life blood
Fencinglefty (9:51:30 PM): yes!
ihaveRABIESsowat (9:51:46 PM): *goes to machine forge*... you got any... gill horns?..
Fencinglefty (9:51:54 PM): lol
Dude, WE ROCK
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[18 Dec 2004|05:19pm] |
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My life is SO FUCKING ironic... lol
You want details?
*Call Meh Cell
*Email Me
*Talk To Me Online
*Write Me A Friggin Letter, You Freak Of Nature
Anyways...
Not much happenin round hee-eere...
Later fools,
COMMENT!
bry
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[16 Dec 2004|07:01pm] |
Updation at: www.Xanga.com/darksurfer834
ch-check it out, fools!
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[12 Dec 2004|07:25pm] |
YourMomIsAPirate (7:15:38 PM): duuuuuuude
ihaveRABIESsowat (7:15:43 PM): sweeeeeeet
YourMomIsAPirate (7:15:46 PM): duuuuuuuuuuude
ihaveRABIESsowat (7:15:54 PM): swwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeet
YourMomIsAPirate (7:15:56 PM): whats mine say
ihaveRABIESsowat (7:16:06 PM): dude! whats mine say?
YourMomIsAPirate (7:16:12 PM): sweet! whats mine say?
ihaveRABIESsowat (7:16:27 PM): dude!! whats mine say?
YourMomIsAPirate (7:16:35 PM): sweet! whats mine say?!
ihaveRABIESsowat (7:16:45 PM): DUDE! whats mine say?
YourMomIsAPirate (7:16:52 PM): SWEET! whats mine say?????
ihaveRABIESsowat (7:17:06 PM): DUDE! WHAT-DOES-MINE-SAY???!
YourMomIsAPirate (7:17:13 PM): lmao i love bryant payne
^^
anyways... later dudes...
TOO MANY PEOPLE ON FRIEKIN AIM AT 6-7 AHHHHH!
LEAVE ME ALONE!!! lol
later
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[12 Dec 2004|03:19pm] |
lol
its true though and no I AM NOT concieted hahaha
lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala im bored, somebody save me!
lalalala
ok
bsflkujsakhgfkwherehmvbaserhietm,bscg.mncxzv.mngscmbqerpiuqerpqierakhfhas;kdaf!
coolness!
call meh cell and tell me how much you love me and miss me! (my cell is in the fucking safe at school!)
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[11 Dec 2004|08:42pm] |
Dye8693 (8:36:49 PM): PATRICKS ON
Dye8693 (8:36:51 PM): lol
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:36:57 PM): I NOTICED, ROCK ON!
Dye8693 (8:37:03 PM): HELLZ YA!
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:37:09 PM): DAMNIT
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:37:11 PM): lol
Dye8693 (8:37:11 PM): -sigh- he's gone
Dye8693 (8:37:18 PM): -dreamy sigh-
Dye8693 (8:37:19 PM): lol
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:37:22 PM): omg eww
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:37:26 PM): you sick freak
Dye8693 (8:37:28 PM): lmfao
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:37:36 PM): i hope your penis rots off
Dye8693 (8:37:39 PM): lol
Dye8693 (8:37:50 PM): im hookin up w/a chick dude...dont worry
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:37:58 PM): WHAT THE FUCK?!?!...
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:38:05 PM): WHAT THE FUCKING HELL IS A CHICK DUDE?!
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:38:09 PM): OMG
Dye8693 (8:38:10 PM): no
Dye8693 (8:38:15 PM): man...you diddnt read that right
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:38:21 PM): =-OEWWWWWw
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:38:22 PM): EWWWWWWWw
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:38:24 PM): EWWWWWWWWWWW
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:38:34 PM): NO NO NO NO, NO NEED TO EXPLAIN MARSHALL
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:38:36 PM): I GOT YOU...
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:38:37 PM): EWWWW
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:38:59 PM): oh god, i think im going to faint..
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:39:03 PM): :-X
Dye8693 (8:39:06 PM): i say im hookin up with a chick, then i say dude...which indicates you, then i said ...dont worry
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:39:42 PM): *twiches*... so now im a chick, huh? i dont think your hooking up with me anytime soon... *backs away*
Dye8693 (8:39:58 PM): NO!
Dye8693 (8:40:02 PM): OMG YOUR SOOOO SICK
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:40:14 PM): YOUR THE ONE WHO WANTS TO HOOK UP WITH A CHICK DUDE
Dye8693 (8:40:19 PM): WTF!?!?!
Dye8693 (8:40:29 PM): DUDE...YOU READ THAT SOOO WRONG
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:40:55 PM): no, the only WRONG thing here is you... you and your sexual preferences... ugh... *shakes head and vomits*..
ok its not funny after that, but still, lol :)
ahhhh im sorry marshall, i love you man, im sorry!
peace out
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[11 Dec 2004|02:21pm] |
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she be all up in my heebeez :) lol
ima go, im tired, and dad is coming back from the store soon!
lata
bry
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[09 Dec 2004|03:53pm] |
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-lol, thanks alot for the fucking help guys (previous entry), i really do appreciate it, lol-
TWO WORDS:
*GrOuNdEd*
:P
later
bry
(Leave a comment telling me how much you love me, and how much you miss me :*)
lovelove!
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[08 Dec 2004|09:57pm] |
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i have a feeling.
and let me tell you, it fucking sucks.
yeah, ok, w/e guys. i dont feel like talking about it.
ok, im not gonna take this out of proportion before i know wtf it is.
advice? ill take some anyday- only if your willing to give it without knowing the problem.
later,
cheer me up,
i love you all,
bryant
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welcome to paradise...
de ja vou! (sp?) (from ... three tuesdays ago!) only this time with a different outcome! :)
what it is?
i'll be nice and punctual on this entry, i have much ado on my mind.
later
bry
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[05 Dec 2004|02:09pm] |
A - Age: 14
B - Band listening to right now: forest gump soundtrack, lol
C - Crush: hehehe
D - Dad's name: doug
E - Easiest people to talk to: well, either myself, christina, ryan, marshall, pat, or cassify :)
F - Favorite band at the moment: i love all living creatures :)
G - Gummy bears or gummy worms: gummy worms (haha christina, wanna bite a worm? mhm... omg! lmao)
H - Hometown: lancaster, california...
I - Instruments: percussion, keyboard,... lol... ok thats it
K - Kids: hmmm... nope, they dont count, i disowned them :)
L- Last Movie Seen: cool runnings on t.v. :) (christina..)
M- Mom's name: sang
N - Number of peircings: 388478374
O - One wish: that i had to power to stop the hurt
P - Phobia[s]: im afraid of being afraid... im afraid of doing things that i know provoke fear, its a unique phobia... heh...
Q - Favorite Quote: the heart is wiser than the intellect
R - Reason to smile: ChRiStInA...
S - Song you sang last: brightlights- matchbox 20
T - Time you wake up : 5:45 for weekdays, whenever the hell i want on weekends :)
U - Unknown fact about me: im actually NOT gay.. lmao
V - Vegetable you hate: ugh... bittermelon... ugh... and tomatoes!
W - Worst habit(s) you've had: tapping, biting my nails... only when im stressed... and... well... lets just say... i havent had nails in a week...
X - X-rays you've had: nunca! :)
Y - Yummy food: crackers :) yumm... those white people is goooood eatin! lmao
Z - Zodiac sign: cancer! :)
its sunday!!!!! weeeeeeeee...
LAKE WON AGAINST KATIE TAYLOR!!!! :) :) :) :) :) :) :)!!!!!
35-34 DOUBLE OVERTIME!!!!!! W000000T! hehe
im bored out of my mind, some1 shoot me... now...
lalalala
later,
bry
~me gusto a tocar niños pequeños
CHRISTINA NEEDS TO GET HERE!!!!!
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TaylorC 42 3 (8:54:18 PM): if you have any girl problems
TaylorC 42 3 (8:54:20 PM): trust the girls
TaylorC 42 3 (8:54:26 PM): cause they know whats going on
TaylorC 42 3 (8:54:34 PM): no offense but dont trust the boys
TaylorC 42 3 (8:54:39 PM): cause they dont have a clue
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:57:18 PM): lol yeah... but some guys (*points to self*), do
TaylorC 42 3 (8:57:41 PM): no you dont
TaylorC 42 3 (8:57:43 PM): haha
TaylorC 42 3 (8:58:00 PM): trust me, im sorry bry, but not even you have a clue of what really goes on in girls minds
TaylorC 42 3 (8:58:12 PM): im probably one of the more obvious ones
TaylorC 42 3 (8:58:14 PM): but trust me
TaylorC 42 3 (8:58:18 PM): you wouldnt understand
TaylorC 42 3 (8:58:19 PM): haha
ihaveRABIESsowat (8:59:21 PM): i SO would!
TaylorC 42 3 (8:59:30 PM): haha
TaylorC 42 3 (8:59:32 PM): nice try
TaylorC 42 3 (8:59:33 PM): but no
TaylorC 42 3 (8:59:43 PM): in sentance terms
TaylorC 42 3 (8:59:53 PM): boys have compound brains
TaylorC 42 3 (9:00:01 PM): and girls have compound complex
ihaveRABIESsowat (9:00:08 PM): lol!
ihaveRABIESsowat (9:00:12 PM): i dont understand!
ihaveRABIESsowat (9:00:14 PM): lol!
lmao, :) :)
i just listened to an interesting conversation between ryan and this girl katie who lives in amarillo... lol... ummm... i put the phone down, and i heard her talking about her thongs, and i picked it right back up... lol
gawd... my lacrosse tourney got cancelled... hurumph... great... lol... damn rain! i mean, I LOVE THE RAIN! (which i do)
hey people, WHERE THE F ARE MY COMMENTS?! COME ON!!! *rawr*
lalala... im so... bored... i have nothing to do... all night... christina is gone for the weekend... and ryan... well ryan... lol... is ryan... lol :) :)
well... i wrote in my diary/journal last night, and i took up 7 pages... :) mostly about........................ yeah... that... *coughs*... hmmm...
someone please like save meh and stooof!
lovelove
bry
***
I believe in the sand beneath my toes
The beach gives a feeling, an earthly feeling
I believe in the faith that grows,
And the four right chords can make me cry
When I'm with you, I feel like I could die,
And that would be alright, alright...
*sigh*... my thoughts exactly...
*** yall remember when i was that depressed little boy? well i found some of my old memories:
I love you more than life itself
For life itself is worthless
Without someone with which to share
The beauty of life's purpose
I love you more than you can know
You've helped more than you can imagine
I once was lonely, now I see
That miracle's still happen
I love you more for who you are
Than what you can or will be
Whenever I am feeling empty
You come along and fill me
Truly, with all my heart-
If it is not so, then so be it
-I believe that I love you:
If you think its just a crush,
Your wrong;
Its not, its something more;
Ive been through the crush stages,
Time and time again;
I believe in destiny and fate;
You have done so much for me,
I cant think of anyway to fully pay you back;
If you don't understand now,
You never will;
So now you know,
I love you.
*** lol ok so its not much, but hey, i was in 8th grade.. i didnt even know what love was... i thought i did, but i didnt... ignorance is bliss...
comment on em'
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errr... i was going to go to lacrosse practice tonight, but i have too much homework... grrr... my english paper i hadnt even started on, is due tomorrow... heh... lol... ill post it tomorrow, so you all can read it.
i read it to ryan, and he said i was going to fail... lol...
omg... im listening to him go on and on and on about his speech... omg... SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP... i dont fucking care about north carolina and President Jackson, you stupid idiot! shut up!!!! ahhhhhhh!!!!
its my mommy's birthday!!! :) :) :)
christina is at some thing at the "Y", and im stuck talking to ryan... lol...
omg ryan, SHUT UP... hehe
i killed a bunch of ants, and some wasps with my new poison arsenal!! :D :D hehehe
gwaaaaaa! call me christina, SAVE ME!
SHUT...UP...RYAN...OMG... *pulls out hair*
HES STILL TALKING!! AHHHHHH!
ima risk it tomorrow, and not wear a hoodie, cause im cool like that... :) :)
alright, im done updating, so ima go now...
AGAIN RYAN, SHUT UP!! AHHHHHHHH!!
peace out,
lovelove
bry
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