Below are the 6 most recent journal entries recorded in lastchordz's LiveJournal:

Saturday, June 18th, 2005
9:24 pm	rock n roll high school high school was horribly awsome. i barley slid by in 8th grade and freshman year was a fuckin party. taking acid and snorting speed off the desk in math with my young junkie buddy sarah was alot of fun back then. a couple months into sophmore year i was expelled for threating my science teachers life and sent to a continuation wich was even more fun. it was a small school with 5 punks , one nazi skinhead, and maybe 30 gangsters who all got shiped in from group homes or rehabs. we use to go to first period and then dith the rest of the day, well kind of. we would go to this 711 close by the school and distract the guy at the front counter while a couple of us busted the lock on the back door and jacked a couple cases of beer, that guy was so dumb, i cant count the amount of times they must have had to repair that lock. wed then go back to school and drink behind the bleachers. a few times i got popped but all theyd do is send you to a saturday school to talk about the effects of drugs and alcohol, wic was even more fun cuz we would get so fcking wasted on the break. i loved being the bad kid with the other bad kids. we were fucking awsome, anyone whos been there has some sort of hidden pride about those days. when the only real authority was the principle or maybe your parents. it was like living in a world where u could break al the rules and then your punichment was nuthing more than suspension. problem is you turn 18 and take that into the real world and sometimes, for me at least, it takes along time before u realize that the stakes are much higher now. im still realizing this and ill be 25 next year, i dropped out for good my junior year and had an amazing time doing nuthing. out of all the guilt and shitty things that happen i still somehow manage to enjoy life sometimes. i think that is waht will finally save me, if i get that chance anyway. Current Mood: calm Current Music: the nosebleeds (Comment on this)
Sunday, April 10th, 2005
4:01 pm	TIRED TIRED TIRED FUCK im so sick of this i went out last night everything was fine drank wine beer and whiskey starting at about 3pm went to a party got hammerd, still everything going surprisingly fine, then all of a sudden im being held back by all these people, trying to swing at this guy who i dont know, never met him, i dont remeber him doing anything to me. i just went off. why does this happen? why cant i be able to drink and not go fucking nuts. i got knocked out last week and now im trying to knock someone else out for the same meaningless bullshit.i have some sort of agression out of feeling like a pussy in junior high and backing down from fights, so now i just explode its so fuckin retarded. i am so sick of it. in no time i am going to be in jail serving out the rest of my probation in a fucking cell. THIS SHOULD BE a wake up call but how many fucking times have i said that. im obviously completley insane. today i dont want to go outside, i dont want to play shows, i dont want to try and get a job, i dont want to do shit and thats fucking retarded. and its like this at leats once a week. the most retarded fucking thing is that i know exactley what i need to do. so what the fuck?@! Current Mood: distressed Current Music: the distraction (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, April 3rd, 2005
3:23 pm	(SMACK!!!!!!!!!!) CONCRETE!!! so one of these days i think friday i went to see mdc with retching red. all was pretty good until 4 bitch ass bros's with taco hats and cruisers were huddle on the concrete talkin shit about all the "faggots" at the punk show. i sorta ignored it until they called me a faggot and i replyed with something smart ass and a couple started to get off there bikes so i fignured it was on and assumed id get a couple ggood shots before i got jumped. so i steped up and thats all i remeber. i guess i got a nice clean right hook to the end of my chin (great fuckin shot) and dropped cold to the ground slamming my skull into the concrete. i guess i was out for a couple minutes. the next thing i know theres abunch of people above me being all anoying and asking me questions and im like " what the fuck are u guys doing wheres my coat what the hell" . that was crazy ive never been knocked out cold. its wierd like time travel.me and my friends youse to make eachother pass out by breathing really fast then havin a friend sock you in the chest, bbut this was way more intense. i think it sobered me up alittle bit, the rest of the show was awsome, mdc was fun. afterwards we went to a party for a second then came home. the next day my eyebaallss were flappin around and my brain felt upside down so i might have gotten a minor concussion, but i feel better today. ive been going to punk shows sense i was 12 years old, and too this day, each show is a new experiance. haha. good times. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 29th, 2005
2:40 am	ONE TIME WHEN I WAS LIKE 14-15'ISH ME AND NOAH WERE GETTIN HAMMERED AT MARY JANE PARK AND WE DECIDED TO GO CHECK OUT THE MAYORS HOUSE WICH HAD CAUGHT ON FIRE ALL NUTS n SHIT THE WEEK BEFORE. WE HAD TO FUCKIN LIKE SCALE THE WALL TO GET TO THE SECOND STORY AND HOP IN THE WINDOW. THE WINDOW WAS OUR ENTRANCE INTO THE BATHROOM AND THE REST OF THE HOUSE BUT SENSE IT WAS THE SECOND STORY and the house was almost complely disinigrated every step was way fuckin scary and sometimes our foot would go through the floor. we eventually made it to what must of been the wine "section" or whatever rich people have and there wasa fucking mountain of perfectly good wine like probally 50 bottles!! each bottle was black andd all ashed and fucked up but the wine was good. so we grabbed as many bottles as we could fit into this dirty burned up suit case and went back to school and got our friend sarah to cutt claass and bring her car to the house and we loaded up her trunk a few times and fuckin we turned my garage into a godamn winery. me and noah and the few others thaat werent pussys and could guzzle down aanything alcoholic porbally lived off that shit for a month (or a week). man i loved highschool only i never went. but when i did it was always pretty awsome i lived right down the street like 4 blocks and my dad and mom would be at work till like 7 pm so i would go and come as i please. wake up at 2nd period, hang out, some people were laways dicthing and coming by waking my ass up . everyone needed a place to get high or drunk or do deals or sumtimes even fight. a couple times kids from our school would come to my house cuz i had a big backyard and beat the shit out of eachother before lunch was over. usually at lunch time i would stroll to the parking lot wheveer everyone smoked and all the "bad" kids usually went to stand around alook bored. sometimes id go to class. a couple months into my soophmore year i was expelled for telling my sciencce teacher i put a bomb in his car cuz we was a bitch and should die and after that i went to a continuation on and off now and then here and theere and then just said fuck it. i think i was kicked out and re enrolled into my continuation school like 10 times before i siad oh fuck it. i still dont think that there is ANYTHING about highschool that i would have leanred in those claasses that iw ould use today. defintaly no regrets about not doing my fuckin homework. i only wish i did sumthing more productive with that time, but shit it was fun. (Comment on this)
Friday, March 25th, 2005
6:51 pm	SOME SHIT i wanna try n write some shit in this shit. its nice that theres this journal crap online cuz i feel like a total homo sitting on my bed writing in my unicorn bound journal with little pink pages, talking about how sad i am cuz my dad sucks and my girlfriend left me. latley its been wierd cuz i get hammered than have chaotic dreams when im passed out and now i cant put together what memories are reality and what was a drunken dream/nightmare. and then its even worse when im talkina bout shit like " hey man remeber last night when we went to that party and there was that dude and like that fight happened and blah blah" and people are like " what?" that shit fucks with my head. tomarro is my freinds daughters birthday. so i have 20 bucks and im gonna find the wierdest toy possible. last year i got here some giant pink alien looking thing and when u press its stomach it makes wierd grrgling noises. she loved that. theres these two queers named lewis and julian that keep sending me recruit forms for GASH "gay aryan skinheads" i dont understand what there talkingabout , i mean, im not aryan... Current Mood: anxious Current Music: rick derringer (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, March 21st, 2005
4:25 pm	ok....... alright im gonna try out this gay ass shit. so uhhh...talk about some shit...this weekend went to jail, got bailed out, played an awsome show with total chaos, went to court this morning, all i sgood. thank fucking god. now i gotta find another job so i can pay off my mom and noah fopr the bail. life is expensive. k..that wasnt too hard. Current Mood: blah Current Music: the sweet (1 Comment |Comment on this)