Full Chamber #2

Everything is spinning out of control,
Every heart is turning black and cold,
We all know the answer, but we are all too blame,
No one has the courage to put this all behind,
With all the murders and disasters proceeding every lie,
If they are wrong, then we are also wrong,
And everything will burn turning us to ashes,
All of the yells, all of the bullet holes.

The government broadcasts their lies on the stations,
But we believe 'em (x2),
The children yelling and screaming now,
But we don't hear 'em (x2)

The calm before the storm,
Through every empty soul,
A surge of protests, but not strong enough,
A human connection, but we still decide to kill,
Another empty answer with an empty reason,
This hollow heart is shrinking and leaving peace behind,
This prison cell can't seal this anger inside,
The harder they fall, the easier it is to live.

The government broadcasts their lies on the stations,
But we believe 'em (x2),
The children yelling and screaming now,
But we don't hear 'em (x2)

One bullet left in the chamber,
One sad cruel war,
One bullet left in the chamber,
One bullet left in the chamber,
All is up to you.

That nasty bugger........surprise ending, even I can't believe I wrote that.

One of my pet peeves is forgetting certain lines of a poem/lyric I have been reciting in my head, forgetting ideas, what I was trying to say in conversations and sometimes forgetting important things my friends tell me. Where am I getting with this? Well, nowhere. I'm just letting you read this recycled crap because I love to make your head spin and your current important ideas melt into a liquid toxic. For crying out loud, of course I am trying to get somewhere. Recently I had two great poems/lyrics that I was singing in my head during a metro ride. Yes, I sometimes sing in my head, making poems/lyrics to pass the time. Anything wrong with that? I DON"T want to hear it! Anyways, back to my interesting pile of *pauses* I meant my interesting something something.
So, I made these two great poems/lyrics and then on my way out of the metro it was gone. Just like that. That bastard. It could not have waited until I found a paper and pen and wrote it down. Of course not. Sometimes I wish that whenever I have great lyrics for my poem/song it would automatically be written down somewhere. Like on a computer. Who am I kidding, that will never happen. Stupid technology. Bloody wasteland.
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Yes, I sing in the shower. Yes. OK! I sing in the shower. Are you happy now, huh?

Second Day and I find out about what I have been missing

Second day of work is complete. Finally. Another 3 months of work. . . I mean, it is fun at times but hard and heavy work nonetheless. Ungh! I also just found out that New Found Glory has a new album, which came out a month ago. Yes, I like New Found Glory. Always have. And yes, I am shocked and surprised that I did not know about this. Well, I must admit that I have not been reading much about them for the past several months. Damn. It's funny how I can go months and months without listening to any New Found Glory songs and still remember a good chunk of the lyrics.

Full Chamber

More money, more greed,
The world is destroying itself within,
More poverty, more blood,
Homes burned, no shelter here,
More weapons, more bullets,
This whole nation is driving into chaos,
More wars, more deaths,
It's more important to build arms
Than help the poor!

Tax the poor because there's too much security
To lose with the rich,
Free this world from the despair you create.
Instead of finding excuses and creating wars,
More money, more greed,
More wars, more deaths,
Why pay for education?
Dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum
All this money bleeding every nations color,
This government pushing its people into the fire,
More weapons, more bullets,
More fire, more fire,
Fight the law, fight the law.

Dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum
Why does everyone suffer for another's fucking action?
Why don't they help the sick with all the money they have?
Why don't they cease fire and evacuate the burning cities?
More money, more greed,
More poverty, more blood,
More weapons, more deaths,
It's more important to build arms
Than help the poor.

Tomorrow is not too far away

Well so much for relaxing. Tomorrow I start working until mid august. Bright and early to 4 pm. Fuck! I have not done much the last week or so. Well, actually I played for a shit load of hours and I did read quite a bit of Something Wicked This Way Comes, which I am 35 pages from completing it. Wonderful book from my favorite author, Ray Bradbury. I strongly recommend Fahrenheit 451. In case you do not know what Fahrenheit 451 is about, the movie Equilibrium with Christian Bale was slightly based on it. Awful movie though. Fahrenheit 451: futuristic world where firefighters are not putting fire away, but they are burning books which are considered fatal and destructive upon the human mind. Awesome book.

F.E.A.R Files COMPLETE

BOO-YA! Mofucka's I just beat the two expansion packs (F.E.A.R FILES). YES, sir. Woot!!!! Come to think of it, it did not take me long. In all it is a good days work to beat the two expansion packs. That is if you are a shooter nut and amazing at it. I am not, so it takes me a little longer.

Operation Wicked

I think I should play GTA 4. I mean, I want to play GTA 4 now. I should. Claudio, you must play GTA 4. I don't know. I have been playing a whole lot of Devil May Cry 4, and not much of GTA. Heck, I have been playing for too many hours. Two many. Umm, 'two' as in two missions and I put the game away. Umm, I like that. TWO. Seems logical and achievable. It should not take long, maybe half an hour. I could burn some cars in the game; raise the wanted level to four, ah fuck, maybe to six - the maximum attainable. Perhaps a little. . . . maybe I should get off the laptop and plug in the xbox 360. Maybe. Maybe? A little bit?
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Why the fuck am I still writing? Why? You know what? maybe some "Something Wicked This Way Comes." Yeah, maybe I should read a little more of that. GTA 4? Something Wicked This Way Comes? GTA 4? Something Wicked This Way Comes? GTA 4? Something Wicked This Way Comes? GTA 4? Something Wicked This Way Comes? GTA 4? Something Wicked This Way Comes? GTA 4? Something Wicked This Way Comes? GTA 4? Something Wicked This Way Comes? GTA 4? Something Wicked This Way Comes?
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I know, "Pitch Black!" The movie of course.

Already a week

It has already been a week since I finished college. Well, if you want to be technical you stubborn pricks, you, it has been 6 days 11 hours and 29 minutes since I finished college. For fuck sake! Anyways, before I piss anyone off, allow me to move on. You may be asking, "What have you been doing since then?" Well, I doubt you are asking, so let me fucking tell you anyways. I know, I can be a little edgy sometimes, hence the vulgar words. As I was saying, what have I been doing these last 6 days 11 hours and 26 minutes? Let me see, I got an xbox 360 with 3 games but you already know that. Why am I repeating this? Who cares? Anyone? I have worked a little bit around the house, not much though; cutting the grass, redoing the stairs in the front of the house and shit loads to do once I start work monday. Sounds interesting, huh? Yeah, fuck right. I love movies. I love them a lot. However, I have not seen many in the last month or so. The last movie I saw was SNATCH, which finished a half hour ago. Prior to SNATCH the last movie I saw was IRON MAN, which was a couple of weeks ago. Anyways, who gives a flying fuck about that, right?
Not much in the sports world except for Baseball. But who wants to read about that. Well, I do. Oh, fuck it. Actually, you know what? I am in a good mood right now; I'm not tired and I feel like playing some more GTA 4. Though it is late. Then again it isn't. Time to cut the cord on this post.
Tomorrow I am watching the champions league final between Manchester United and Chelsea. It is a known fact that I do not follow Chelsea as precicely and carefully as my friend, who is now in England chewing his fingernails and refusing to get any sleep before the big game. However, that does not mean that I do not watch their games or follow certain players like Drogba and Lampard. If you do not know these players, then you should look them up on google. My favorite soccer teams reside in the Italian league; AC Milan, Foggia (third division) and Rome. At this moment I do not have a favorite player, but if you got this far in my post I guess you are curious. There are a lot of players I follow and keep track of, but there are not any that I would consider my favorite player. For the sake of this post I shall name a few more players I keep track of; Christiano Ronaldo, Luca Toni, Kaka, Pato, Drogba, Lampard, Gerrard, Cannavarro, Zambrotta, Messi, Ibrahimovich and Raul (as far as attack/defense go). My favorite goalie (in my opinion he is the best goalie out there) is Gianluigi Buffon.

Anyways, cut the cord.

Hooked on xbox 360

That is right. Ever since I got the xbox 360 last wednesday I have been hooked. I have enjoyed, actually love, the 3 games I got; GTA 4, F.E.A.R: files, and Devil May Cry 4. Oh, God the joy. *Enormous smile* It also does not help that my brother got Rock Band for PS2; yes, I am hooked on that too. Fuck. What really gets me hooked to the xbox 360 are the achievements you may receive per game. Achievements are points obtained for completing various events. They may be completing a certain level, the entire game, doing some crazy ass stunt(s), killing a certain amount of bad motherfuckers and so on. Crazy shit, fool.

A little here, a little there

What better way to spend a friday than to be with all the people from your program at your teacher's house. That's right. Drinking alcohol, commiserating, laughing, some smoking, others singing, one looking for lost keys, another barfing in the toilet bowl then on the sidewalk several times, and hugging one another. Yes, what can be better than that? I do not know, that is why I ask? Well, I lied. There is nothing better. Then again, maybe there is, but I am not rich. My memory of friday night is a little here and there. I was not drunk or at least I believe I wasn't. Oh, here I go again. I had about 1.5-2 liters of beer before the party - like twenty, thirty minutes before. Then five beers (2 stellas, 1 canadian and 2 smirnoff ice). One thing I should point out; when I was at the bar I went to piss twice, but once I left the bar and entered the subway I had to piss again. Unfortunately, I had to wait until I got to my teachers house. I prayed that I could hold it because I had no change of clothes and I was NOT looking forward to showing up at my teachers house smelling like fresh urine. NO SIR! I get to my teachers house, thank God, and the first thing I say to him, "Hi Dan, where is your bathroom because I have to piss real bad." What a nice greeting.
Apparently someone fell down the stairs because he was drunk (I believe it was 5-10 steps). I did not witness this, but I did hear the THUMP.
I do remember contemplating whether I should call my cousin at 9ish (James, correct me if I am wrong) or not. Apparently I did, and left the following message on the answering machine with a drunken tone (I believe), "Yo what's up BRUDDAH call me back BYE." NOTE: the words in cap are those I emphasized with a loud tone. The next day, saturday, I look in my phone only too realize that I text my friend at 10pm friday night. Keep in mind that I DO NOT remember doing this. Thank GOD it was nothing embarrassing.

Blood on my hands

They got the pistol pressed against the back of his head,
Fingers quivering, trigger about to snap back,
They got him playing Russian roulette
With no cards, only fear paying for life,
Another bomb goes off in the back,
The bunker blown, blood gushing from the thousand limbs,
They got him conforming to their values,
Only way to survive,
The night turns to hell; his life shattered in vain,
A million rounds and a pool of blood,
Hands quivering, eighty images flickering in 5 seconds,
So much ethnic cleansing,
They got their back to the wall,
With blood on their hands,
With blood on their hands.

The poor fight to survive,
But political and culture beliefs hold them back,
They got a semi pressed against their chest,
A shot if they refuse to change views,
The country is almost gone,
No more homes, no more shelter,
Only the graves to hide in,
The country is the prisoner of war,
This destruction, poisoned within,
They got their backs to the wall,
With blood on their hands,
With blood on their hands.

Kick Out The Jams

Today was something. Priceless moment? No, not really. What did I do today? The memory seems to be fading, but I do remember two key moments. One being the purchase of an X-Box 360 and 3 games (GTA 4, Mass Effect and F.E.A.R expansion), which I have been waiting for two weeks. Two Weeks!!! Two long weeks. Very long. I am exstatic and I cannot wait to play GTA and F.E.A.R tomorrow. Hopefully I do not over do it and play 6+ hours. Oh, fuck it. Games are meant to be played and overused like laws are meant to be broken. Also, it is GTA 4. I mean, come on people - GTA 4 needs lots of care and playing time. It is a law. A religion. I kid you not. Mass effect is an amazing and as realistic a game can get, but I do have one minor, well major, problem. I bought the french version, which means I have to return it tomorrow, possibly, in exchange for an english version. It will be done. It MUST be done. The F.E.A.R expansion game was a little bonus for myself. Plain shooting game. My cup of tea. Well, GTA is also my cup of tea. Oh, fuck it, all three games are my cup of tea, coffee, alcohol beverage, coke, pepsi and all that jazz.
Now, to the good and bad news. I have finally completed my english exit exam - my last college exam. The instructions were simple to follow, and the minimum length of the paper was a joke (750 words). I must have written 1,000-1,200 words. Maybe more. Though I believe my thesis was cow shit, and the second last paragraph on the author was horse piss. Real awful. Well, I am glad that is done. The exam was four hours, and knowing me I used almost the entire time allowed. The worst part of the exam was my fucking running nose. I finished a pack of 10 kleenex (you know, the small package?) - it was icky and fucked up. After I handed in the three booklets I literally ran to the bathroom to blow my nose. What a bitch! Ugh!
Once that bloody exam was over, I decided to go to Chapters (book store) and HMV (music/movie store). For 3 months I had debated whether to buy the Rage Against the Machine (yes, I know I talk a lot about them. I am sorry) cover album called Renegades, but I had always bought other cds or movies for that matter. Well, today I decided to end this charade once and for all. Yes, I bought it for 9$. Sweet sweet sound and incredible vocals :D

Nothing like singing songs *YES, SIR!*

Operation Who The Fuck Cares

Well, three months paid off. I have finally shaved my beard and my mustache. One more day of college. Yes, Motherfucker! English exit exam: minimum of 750 words. Disgraceful. I do not want to write another essay; I believe I have suffered enough this semester. Fack! Oh, also one more day until I get my xbox-360. YES, motherfucker.
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Almost Done

That's right, I am almost done college. Monday is the last day of class for me and then I got the english exit exam on wednesday (8-12). I am currently working on my US History essay/test for monday, mind you that I have one class on monday from 8:30-10. This upcoming wednesday, after I complete my english exit exam, I will be buying an xbox 360 with GTA 4 and possibly another game. For 'that' other game, I have narrowed my choices: Mass Effect, Devil May Cry 4 and Dead Rising. So far it looks like GTA 4 and Mass Effect. Pending.
The current bands/singers I am listening to are: Rage Against the Machine (no shit!), Deftones, Cypress HIll, Elvis Costello (Who?) and The National.

Iron Man (Comic + Movie)

I intended to talk only about the movie I saw this past wednesday, but one thing led to another. I am certain that not many know this, but I used to read quite a bit of comics back in the day. 90s, of course, and early 00s. For some odd reason I stopped. I guess I lost interest in comics, but I have always loved the aspects of the superhero. I have read Spider-Man, who hasn't?, Superman, Dead Pool, Iron Man, X-Men, Wolverine, Fantastic Four (only one comic), Batman, Hulk, Avengers and others that I cannot think of at this moment.
The Super Hero that I have followed and loved reading about was, and still is, Iron Man. As I mentioned, I stopped reading comics in early 00s, but Iron Man was my favorite. I remember the good old days when Tony Stark brought the Iron Man suit in his suit case. Oh, the glory. *happy face* I always loved Iron Man and War Machine scenes. War Machine was . . . . amazing. Anyways, the point I am bringing about, if any at all, is that I have gone back to those good old days where I would sit outside and read comic books. Yesterday I bought the graphic novel, Iron Man: Extremis, and Civil War: Frontline 1. I have completed Iron Man: Extremis, which was one hell of a story (great writing) and astonishing fight scenes. Now, you don't have to take my word for it. I am sure that comic book experts out there are better at criticizing and applauding every single comic out there because they have studied it, and made it their religion. One of the numerous aspects I enjoyed about Extremis was the amount of reference to how it all started. I know the story already, but for those who are not clear about it there are some scenes that mention how Tony Stark became Iron Man. Obviously, these scenes are not just shoved into the comic for the sake of shoving it in; there is an importance for its addition. Now to the movie.
I am going to make it brief as possible, and hopefully I will not ruin the story. For those of you who do not know, Tony Stark/Iron Man is played by one of my favorite actors after Denzel Washington, Robert Downey Jr. Mr. Downey Jr. brings a dashing and dry humor to the film, which works out perfectly: that is Robert Downey Jr. 101. The first half of the movie is spent on describing who Tony Stark is and what he does. Though within the first twenty minutes Tony Stark is captured by terrorists who demand him to build them the "Jericho," a powerful bomb like weapon (don't worry, everything is explained better in the movie). The other half of the movie is, well, Iron Man.
The cast was strong, no doubt about that. I believe there was great chemistry between Robert Downey Jr. and Gweneth Paltrow, but once again, that is just my opinion. There was also Terrence Howard playing militant, James Rhodes, and the famous Jeff Bridges, a.k.a The Dude, playing Obadiah Stane. The only problem I have with the cast was the lack of screen time and lines for Terrence Howard, who is a remarkable actor. Nevertheless, I believe they will build him up in Iron Man 2 because he will be ......... I will NOT say who.

Fuck!

I am sick and I do not know why I am still up. Pretty much bored. The worst part is that I have to go to school tomorrow despite only having one class from 8:30-10 because I need to hand in an assignment. Fuck!

Extinction (curtain call)

The knees are swelling
From your beatings and your killer machine,
The lights dim, the curtains close,
The whiplash, another shot to the stomach,
The veins punctured, now the blood erupts
Spilling and bubbling all over the floor,
The hand swollen, fingers chopped
A nervous reaction, families hiding under their homes,
A fire burning inside: all this pain,
The knees bruised, broken,
Swollen by your unecessary beatings,
A harsh time with the American dreamin'.

A curtain call,
Here come the forces swarming in,
A bullet through the hearts of a million,
Distinction of the poverty in this world,
With a semi-automatic, this is extinction,
A trigger-to-heart lesson,
The red, white and blue now inverted,
The hearts of the 52 stars seem to disappear,
Here comes extinction.

Blog 116

This is my first post in May. How nice. Not sure what to say that is not news yet. I have already talked about getting an X-box 360 , Grand Theft Auto 4 and one of the following games: F.E.A.R, Condemned, Dead Rising and Devil May Cry 4. I am still up in the air on the second game. No worries, I got a week to decide before I buy the console and the games. I have already mentioned that April will be a month of hell in previous posts with the amount of essays. And it sure fucking was. However, I am glad that April is over and all those disgusting essays are done. Now, May: by the 14th I am done mother fuckers!
Also, incase none of you have heard of last.fm ( http://www.last.fm/dashboard/ ) you should take a look. I have already reached 10,013 plays of Rage Against the Machine. Proud number. On the right of this page there is an example of 'last.fm;' a display of the last 10 songs I have listened too.
What else? Umm. Oh, yeah. Unless there is major hockey news (trades, rumors) there will be nothing hockey related posts until the season begins in October 08'.