Beastie boys makes my body drop like a heavy sack of metal parts. It's hot, it's sexy, and it's more flow than you got :D

Hey buddeh's. I'm fucking tossin' nuts over here. Sarasota has turned into the heatzone and I'm fucking blowing nuts in my own way. In either case, it's 12:30 and I'm sitting with my hair in tin foil because I'm running a color test of the purple I made on my bangs. I don't have time to do it all, so tomarrow at school should be interesting(blue hair with purple bangs :D)

I'm fiendin' on the bass. Seriously. I love my fender but I'm going to look into something new. I want an ESP F-204(5) but I'm not sure that's the style of music I really want to persue. Metal has always been my love but it's not really interesting enough for me to play like - seriously. Oh well - we'll see. I'm getting better every day though. I can fret like a fiend and I'm faster than I've ever been. Alex says I must be part black because I play the bass like I'm running from the Klan(Or something like that.) I love it, I'm learning punk, alternative, funk, metal, everything I can get my hands on that's got some soul in it. Anything I can have fun with and jam on. Seriously, I'm getting really good over here. Faveroit little peices include: The Roots - New Millenium Sands; RHCP - Throw Away Your Television; Greenday - Warning; Toadies - Tyler; and I am seriously going to learn "Maxwell Murder" from Rancid. I can do it I know I can. It's just a matter of learning the fretting and speed isn't an issue for me. It's all muscle sensory and memorization. I've got it a little bit as it is right now. It's hard but I'm doing it. I've got so much shit down I can't count it, I just make stuff up now. I lay down a repeating line and alex does his little santana beat thing to it. It gets my jam down pretty good, it's hard to concentrate on pattern like that, so it's good for me. Anyways, enough about the bass.

Me and Annie has a falling out. If you're reading this - you're probibly eligable to know that I spent a week at bayside because of it. She did some things that made me incredibly sad and I went to bayside for a week for suicide stuff. I'm okay now though. I met this girl Evette who is hot as shit, however her mom is kind've nuts, she's a diffrent person than me, and I think it was more of a "greetings from the far-side" kind've relationship. Either way it was a flirty thing. It seemed like after I got out've bayside about 7 diffrent girls were in line to see me. Or once they saw me, wanted to be with me. I can't belive how popular I've gotten lately - it's almost bizzare. Me and michelle however are giving it a shot. A long time ago we tried, and she got really upset at me for a reason that she still dosn't even know. Which is cool - she's breaking up with her 3 year boyfriend for me, and I belive there's something good there; what can I say - I'm a sucker for romantics and girls got all the romance. Anyways, I don't know what I'm goanna do with Jessica's number, or what I'm going to do about the girls at lunch who don't stop pointing at me. Ronnie and John have a great story about lunch and me. It ends with "I'm sorry but I can't see you." if that's any indicator. Jesus, these last weeks have been fucking nuts :D

School seems to bring out the relationship fiend in everyone. It's cool though, I'm with someone I've wanted to be with for a very very long time, so it's all good.

Plus - I got my permit. Yeah, in april I can start driving. I look 30 in the fucking ID. I look hot too. I look hot alot recently. I've got that Carson "something about me" look that people dig on. It's really fun :D

Anyways, alex moved so I hardly chill with him anymore. He's downtown, I like to see him when I can. I love that guy, he's like, best friend ever. Pete is around more, which is fucking cool. Lots of cool stuff is going on lately. Saturday I get my hair cut, sunday i should be seeing michelle, I've got alot going on and I don't even know it. Anyhoo; my hair is getting hard and even though I think I'm getting sick(my throat is killing itself) I want to get on a smoke. So last weekend when I was in orlando, I was with michelle. It was cool, lots of good stuff happened. If you want a good story, ask michelle how she hit her head earlier today. It has nothing to do with orlando but it's fucking halarious.


Alright everyone, I'm done with this petwookie update, it's hard to think when you're reviewing stuff at the same time. I want a nice good picture of myself sometime soon. The one joey took is really nice (picture) but it dosn't quite show me off. Once I get my hair cut and dyed purple I'll get a nice picture taken and all will be well. Alright? In the mean time, the in-between time, please give my buddy joey a shoutout. I havn't given him much attetion recently so maybe you can all help me make it up to him. He's got his webpage(gregachey.tk and a livejournal(livejournal) please just pay a visit to atleast his webpage?

Alright, peace out - sign the guestbook if you feel like you need to add something or anything. I might be switching to livejournal or something soon, I'm thinking that would be nice :D



-------------THE FOLLOWING IS A REDICILIOUSLY LONG SURVEY I FILLED OUT BECAUSE JOEY FILLED OUT. IT SEEMED LIKE A GOOD IDEA AT THE TIME.
First best friend(s): Josh(Quincy, MA)
First real memory of something: My dad bringing home NES in his briefcase after he had been in california.
First car: Never owned.
First date: Annie Beaney - Aug 30; Island Park
First real kiss: Annie.
First break-up: Annie.
First job: No offical jobs.
First screen name: DrAgOnSb0y
First self purchased album: Green Day: Dookie
First funeral: None.
First pet: Ranger, I don't even remeber what kind've dog he was.
First piercing/tattoo: Age... 8? 16g stud piercing.
First house/flat/apartment: Apartment, Boston, MA
First credit card: None.
First true love: Annie.
First enemy: Willie Ramhoffer.
First big trip: Cape Cod, MA
First play/musical/performance: Recorder performance, 2nd grade.
First musician you remember hearing in your house: Michael Jackson
Last cigarette: Today.
Last car ride: Today.
Last kiss: Today - Approx 4:40.
Last good cry: 8/19/2003
Last library book checked out: Utopia and Anti-Utopia
Last movie seen: The Italian Job.
Last cuss word uttered: Shit.
Last beverage drank: Water.
Last food consumed: Papa Johns.
Last crush: I'd say Evette.
Last phone call: Chris.
Last tv show watched: I'm With Busey.
Last time showered: Right after this.
Last shoes worn: Black airwalks.
Last cd played: Audioslave - Audioslave
Last item bought: Dr. Pepper for Michelle.
Last annoyance: Alt-Tabbing to change fucking winamp.
Last disappointment: Earlier today.
Last soda drank: CocaCola.
Last ice cream eaten: Ummmmmmmm... Vanilla I think.
Last time wanting to die: 8/19/2003.
Last time scolded: Today.
Last shirt worn: Black "Illig Es Rey" T-Shirt.
Last webpage visited: http://www.bash.org