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Nov 19 2009

GG Small Asian Guy…

So GG small asian guy. I sang Dragula by Rob Zombie. And I thought I was doing pretty well, I had a great fan base cheering me on. And he cuts me off. Seriously, I’m done with karaoke night at the D&D…

He took forever on finally choosing me and my friend to sing this say Dragula. We get up there and we already have a lot of people cheering us on. The song starts and I just bust it out and do the full on scream, I hit every single note and my fans are just going crazy for me giving me the thumbs up… Next thing I know this little asian guy cuts the music and tells me to get off the stage. Confused I look at him and tell him to look at everyone cheering me on. Ignoring me, the Racist *****(He denied by Black and Indian Friend ALready) told me to get off, throwing the mic on the ground, I called him a ******* ***** and he admitted he couldnt sing, so i told him to get a new ******* job and if he couldnt stand good **** when he sees it, he should just bend over now and accept Bubba The Big Black Man. Ugh, Alright well i vented this shit out and I wanted to complain to the bar and tell them never to allow this guy back again. He seriously killed Karaoke for me. He wore an hawaiin shirt, I mean seriously. Hes asking to get ****** over and dropped. He was like a new William Hung.

Kthx harts!

Nov 17 2009
Rise Against
So I get to see these mans on Saturday, November 21st 2009. I’m so stoked, going to be at the Brixton Academy in London.
“But how we survive, is what makes us who we are.”

Rise Against

So I get to see these mans on Saturday, November 21st 2009. I’m so stoked, going to be at the Brixton Academy in London.

“But how we survive, is what makes us who we are.”

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I feel like I was born
To devastation and reform
Destroying everything I loved
And the worst part is
I pull my heart out, reconstruct
And in the end it’s nothing but
The shell of what I had when I first started

Usually I’ll cause my own first hit
It seems to me to be slightly masochistic
But there’d be no story
Without all this descension
So I inflict the conflict
With the utmost of contemption

So lock the windows
And bolt the door
Cuz I’ve got enough problems

Without creating more

I feel like I was born
To devastation and reform
Destroying everything I loved
And the worst part is
I pull my heart out, reconstruct
And in the end it’s nothing but
The shell of what I had when I first started

Thank you God
For giving me the insight
So I might make
These wrongs right
If and when
There ever is a next time
Cuz failure is a blessing in disguise

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