Monday, March 30, 2009

How can a smart ass be such a dumb ass

Their is one kid at my school.  He has the smartest views in the world.  Listens to wicked music.  He's a goddamn rebel; I'm jealous.  But he's an asshole.  Disregards any of my views.  Looks at me like I'm a freak and a poser.  I don't understand.  Is this because of a past he has heard of of me?  Is it my voice?  i mean, effing what?

Saturday, March 28, 2009

THINK.

true this true that

Everyone has one person.  That is them.  And if they don't- they're screwed, because then they don't exist.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Fuck me.

Tired of you.  I don't understand you.  Stop being shallow.  Stop being repetitive.  RRuuunnn aaawwwaaaayyyy!!!

Cyber punk?

I am a cyber punk.  Not as in I dress in gas masks and pink dreads, but as in I am a punk rocker, a dead kennedys sex pistols misfits punk rocker, who's punk ideas, punk music, and punk clothing all were spawned from the cyber world.  The computer.  
Now I am DIY, so-to-speak.  I make as much of my clothing as possible, especially refraining from buying from mass produced super stores.  I have had instances where I get my "punk" from other sources.  Such as, a friend of mine got me interested in the clash, I stole her dad's sex pistols songs.   And I dyed my hair purple with the help off another friend.  But how would I have known who the clash was? who sex pistols were?  why do-it-yourself ethics are to-do?  
I am the worlds first all-digital "street punk".  If it wasn't for the computer, I would be a manga-girl like my group of friends, or perhaps an emo kid.  Because no body in my school even knows what a "punker" is.  So thank god for the internet.  Thank god for the digital age.  and thank whatever you believe in for those AMAZING WONDERFULLY BADASS street rats and outcasts far back as 30-45 years who ... 
okay I lost myself

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Mexico

I like the state mexico is in right now with the drug lords and all that fuck.
Cause everything is up in the air and there's no govt
End of discussion.
Any one here have an ipod or something, this bitching bout politics and serious shit is bugging me.

My new purple hair


Monday, March 16, 2009

music to get

Citizen king , Buck o nine: "who are they", gogol bordello, Neville staple, "Rudie can't fail", "Better days", d'corner bois, the Adicts, Bangs, "Bratmobile", operation ivy, Leftover Crack, "paralyzer", syourino big wave, JAR, The Damned, Heyy Babyy, Lethal Bizzle, ak'sent, streetlight manifesto, Screeching weasel "you are my sunshine" , Papi Sanchez, Lars Fredrickson, "Thriller Killer" , Time again, "What I got" , "April 29, 1992" , "Fer Sure" , Lily allen , Anti Flag , Black Flag , Orange , "fall back down" , "Combat 84" , Jinx

Sunday, March 1, 2009

rant.

Today, my dad was once again scolding me on stuff again.  Bitching about me and whatever.  he said a couple stupid things on his part, like, "johnny rotten was the founder of the punk movement" and "people like [the guy smoking on a picture on my wall]  are the losers of our society"  I mean, don't try to teach me about punk.  Don't try to tell me about society.  Of course, I made the extremely stupid mistake of saying that I felt "fashion was the only way I was different", BUT, the really sad thing was,
I see the same reasoning and same intelligence in him as I do in my friends on mohawks rock.  I see anti-materialism, anti-do it just for fashion, and even anti-government, to an extent.  These ideals are the reasons I've looked up to him for so long, and they are also the reasons I'm "rebeling" against him and my mother.  They (smarter conservatives like my dad, and smarter radical thugs like some I've heard) both stay "stop this shit! I know what's right, and I don't want anyone saying that their way is right!  Stop doing stupid things with no reasons"
  I really wish I could tell him my real views, what I think, that I'm not just this shallow bitch who's wearing it just to wear it.  
But Im not open like that, as a general rule of thumb.  I feel like if I'm open like that I'll get obbsessed, or worse, They'll be mad I'm so radical.  They'll be mad one of my best friends is bisexual.  and that I know people who do drugs, and I don't care.  They won't like me, and well, I'd rather them be mad at me for being shallow, then them have deep reasons to be mad at me.   If they were mad at me for deep reasons, I wouldn't be able to change it, it would really matter.