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Name: ALEXXX
Country: United States
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Birthday: 8/24/1990
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Sunday, October 09, 2005

scene kids,

I wonder when people will realize that the "scene" has become homogeneous. It's full of 14 year old girls with uneven bangs, black and white striped shirts, and tattered low-top black Chuck Taylor's, who swoon over homosexual kissing and pathetic whiny lyrics and overuse the symbols.


Their favorite quote is, invariably, "The truth is you could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt" because it like, so totally describes their relationship with that one HAWT sophomore who totally ripped their hearts out when they were like, SO in love with him.


Their favorite type of music is, of course, "emo, screamo, and hardcore", three terms which, in their minds, invariably include the bands Taking Back Sunday, Thrice, and Hawthorne Heights.


Their AIM screennames often include x's, the words "electrikk", "disaster", or some play on their favorite song from their favorite band, you know, the one they saw on MTV like a couple times, but shouldn't be on MTV because they're like, way too emo for that.


They take hundreds of black and white pictures with way too much contrast of themselves looking plaintively down at the ground, pointing a gun made of their fingers at their heads, or kissing the camera while displaying their expert application of lip gloss around their labret piercing and the thick dark eyeliner that circles their eyes.


They embrace the "dork" that is inside their polished, fashionable exteriors by writing in their LiveJournals or Xangas about how they and their friends had an 'N Sync sing-a-long at one of their sleepovers because, remember, 'N Sync is soooo not popular anymore and they like, sooo wouldn't follow any of the fads of today, so they embrace the fads of yesterday.


They adore "retro fashion", meaning anything from the 80's, because they totally used to wear neon colors and big beaded bracelets, even though they were born in, at the earliest, 1988 and remember jack shit about the fashion and culture of the 80's.


It's full of "emo boys" who often are difficult to differentiate from "emo girls", who have meaningless tattoos even though they're 15, smoke a lot of cigarettes, drink a lot of hard liquor, and are in some shitty band that plays a couple of gigs in someone's basement because they're "too cool to go mainstream" when really, they just suck.


They weigh roughly 90 pounds, wear girls' jeans that hug their asses in just the right places, belts buckled somewhere around the side of their right leg, tight striped 80's style polo shirts or band t-shirts, and skater shoes, even though they don't skate because that's soooo lame.


They write awful poetry about the dark abyss of their souls and how the gun is pointed at their heads, the trigger poised to blast away the bloody memories of a failed romance. They cried when Blink-182 broke up, and they have a secret obsession with Avril Lavigne because, like, she really IS kinda hot even though her music totally sucks.


They spend more time at the mirror than their female counterparts do, making sure that the long black shock of hair at the front of their heads lies covering one eye just so, that their lip piercing is perfectly placed so that it looks hot when they kiss other boys, that their pants are the right degree of tightness so as not to exude gayness.


Emo boys and girls often use the suffix "Xcore" to describe themselves, using a number of adjectives or nouns to accomplish this task. This is a play off hardcore music, or "hXc". Some of these descriptive words include "fashionXcore", "retroXcore", or even "yournamehereXcore."

This way of speaking is retarded or nonsensical to everyone else except those "in the scene", but it totally doesn't matter because they're too nonconformistXcore for anyone to truly understand their "scene".

They couldn't name a Sunny Day Real Estate or Rites of Spring song if it came up and bit them on their Gap Jeans-clad asses, and they claim to like the Smiths because Jesse Lacey of Brand New said they were cool.

Sure, they listen to some new "hardcore" bands, but they're all pretty much the same five bands:

1. Taking Back Sunday

2. Senses Fail

3. Thrice

4. Hawthorne Heights

5. Story of the Year

To these promising young firecrackers, music takes a backseat to fashion in their scene of choice.

Emo girls just want to kiss emo boys, emo boys just want to kiss other emo boys, and they all want to wear tight pants and take lots of pictures of themselves. End of story. Because honestly? It's electrikk!



IF YOU FEEL THE SAME WAY ABOUT THIS POST IT AGAIN!!!!!!


interesting, and oh so ture

psssss, i think im giving into myspace..i know its hypocritical


Tuesday, September 06, 2005

goodbye summer. hello school

honestly this is the best summer i can ever remember. i seriously dont ever remember being bored. i met some awesome new people but at the same time i became so much closer with 'the group'. i loved and hated cheerleading all at the same time. i really love how all of the freshman think im funny. where did they get that from? haha. i dont want school to start like at all. i just want to freeze time and have another month to spend with my friends. so this entry is to you guys; to my friends. i love you all.

Thanks to- rachel, jeff, john, kyle risley, kyle neumann, bob gavin, kev moll, steve topper, eliza, katie, jimmy, fara, lauren galla, and kerry sends. i would have been bored out of my mind. thanks for putting up with me.


More thanks to- cait tim, elyse, gina, bri, taylor, nicole, jaime, and amanda (basically everyone who listened to my stupid stories and thought they were funny)


AND I BIG OPPOSITE OF THANKS (?) TO MISS STEPH TATARSKY, for not thinking they were funny, lol i still love you steph.


:RAISES GLASS:
HERE'S TO THE LAST MINUTE OF SUMMER.
YOU WERE GOOD TO ME;I THANK YOU FOR THAT


Saturday, September 03, 2005

its september and im really sad. i dont want school to start. summer was wonderful. i seriously didnt have to worry about anything and that is all about to change. this is the first year that like i actually have to try and i know that if i dont im going to hurt myself big time in the long run. 'hard work pays off in the end, but procrastination pays off now' is how ive gone through school but i know it has to change. in fourth grade i used to lie to miss hesket and just get A's.


ms. hesket- alex where is your 'rollercoaster' project?
alex- what are you talking about? i gave it to you like 2 days ago.
ms hesket- really? are you sure? its not in the pile.
alex- oh my goodness you lost my project? what am i going to do; i worked so hard on it.
ms hesket- calm down alex; i'll find it and if i can't you'll still get an A on the project.
alex-oh thank you ms hesket.
(lets just say she never found it; well cause i never did it)


im not real proud of it but i did it, and i got away with it. i actually tried it this year with ms english for english but the stupid little whore said your fault; not mine and well i got a zero. so yeah im making a promise, to everyone who reads this, that this year im not going to be the one scrambling to get my homework done. im NOT going to be the one copying rachel every day. im going to be the one who always has her work done. im going to be the one who gets A's. im going to get 10 dollars from all of my friends this year (from a little bet they made with me;; basically saying i cant do all of this). my name is alex pasceri and my procrastination days are long gone.


on tuesday i shall do a farewell post. a farewell post to: sleeping in, staying up late, XBOX Live, going out every night, not worrying about ANYTHING, and just having fun.


Thursday, August 25, 2005

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!


and steph seeley
and adam mowry
and meghan
and that asain chick
and john ryder's sister


Wednesday, August 10, 2005

there is something that is just driving me crazy..

quitting xanga is not the new black. it doesn't make you a better person and it sure as hell doesn't make you look cooler. in fact- it makes you look like a retard. quitting xanga for myspace is stupid. there is no point. they are like the same thing. so really all that you are doing is going with the crowd.  im never making a myspace. ill never visit your myspace. and if i do by accident ill just laugh because you are a moron. you are all stupid. myspaces are for retards and followers. i guess when one person makes one everyone has to make one. thats all.


new song- hands down by dashboard. i dont care if you hate it. i like it. so shut your face.



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