reams's blog

k, my boyfriend just told me he doesnt like punk, and suddenly i am not attracted to him anymore...

facebook is gay...
that's it...you can stop reading now...seriously...theres nothing else to this blog..

*Dee Prescott
*Mark Spicoluk
*Rick Mercer
*Jeo Meno
*Aaron Verdonk
*Any icecream man that ever lived
*Arif Mirabdulbaghi
*Ryan Lockheart
*And many neumerious mediocre greasy-haired musicians/comedians/artists/activists/snowboarders and Nathan.

Some people are so stupid that...that...that I can't even come up with anything to say because I'm that fucking mad!! Today at school I was hanging out outside at lunch with some people, not bothering anyone, totally minding my own buissness when I get hit in the back of the head with a fucking rock. Not a little rock either, it was fairly big, and there was like a pritty big cracking sound when it hit me too. So I turned around and yelled "WHICH ONE OF YOU DOUCHE BAGS THREW THAT?!?!" and no one answered so I just kind of when back to talking with my friends. By the time I got home I was no longer pissed off untill like an hour ago when I found a fair amount of blood matted in my hair, so I wrote this really violent kind of scary thrash metaly song but anyway, like, whats the fucking point? If someone thats never spoken to me decides they dont like me and wanna hurt me, then when I offer, no, demand to fight them, shouldn't they go and round up their little friends and gang up on me? And my guidance counselor wonders why I'm so anti-social...that was a joke but ya know what I mean right?

Ok, there are only like, three halls that let like, local bands play shows now. And all three of them are at least a half an hour drive away from my house (one is an hour and fifteen minutes away). There used to be like 6 halls that would let people book all-agers but one got sold, then another didnt like how the bathrooms got all covered in graphiti, and someone had to kick in the back door at another place because no one came to unlock the doors for the guy that booked the hall (which totally wasn't his fault because he was there by himself in this really dirty part of town with some expensive gear, and there were these dirtbags threatening him and such).