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BASICS

Height:189 cm - 193 cm (6'3" - 6'4")
Weight:60 Kg - 64 Kg (131 lbs - 140 lbs)
Birthday:June 28, 1990
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Dating:Single
Living Situation:Living with parents/relatives
Location:Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
Join Date:06:55pm | Apr 07, '05
Profile Updated:05:08pm | Dec 17, '09
Last Active:07:55pm | Jan 12, '11

INTERESTS

Reading Material:Comic books, Fiction, Fantasy, Graphic novels, Humor, Myths and Legends, Sci-fi
Art:Acting, Cartooning, Drawing, Graphic Design, Painting, Theatre Directing, Web Design
Animals/Pets:Cats, Rabbits, Reptiles
Video Games:First person shooter, Fighting, Racing, Role Playing, Sports
Music:Alternative, Classic Rock, Death Metal, Drum & Bass, Electronica, Funk, Garage, Goth, Happy Hardcore, Hardcore, Hip-Hop, House, Indie, Industrial, Jazz, Lounge, Metal, New Wave, Progressive, Punk, Rap, Reggae, Rock, Ska, Techno
Sports:Boxing, Football (American), Kickboxing, Rugby, Snowboarding
Computers:Apple, Graphics

A STREAMLINED CONSCIOUSNESS

Are you addicted to breathing?

If a period ends a sentence, while an ellipsis does the opposite, and a question mark elicits a response, shouldn't it in triplicate mean "I don't ever want to know"

Frowning may take muscles,
and smiling does take less,
but apathy takes none,
doesn't that sound the best?



My favorite pastime is escaping reality. Isn't yours?

My greatest fear is that one day I'll wake up stupid.

LATEST BLOG ENTRY

 
04:49am | Nov 27, '07 | Comments(3)
Blogs, what a novel concept. I haven't ever signed on to the whole fad, not really my style. I tried having a journal once, went out with my parents, bought this neato little notebook, i think it had musical instruments on it or something... Anyways, brought it home all excited to begin recording my life daily, starting that very night. I write down all about the trip to the mall and how me and my dad ended up waiting in the car for my mom and sister while they went shopping. So i tuck it away and go to bed, get up, go to school, come home. What's the first thing that happens? My mom comes up to me upset that i'd write something like that in my journal about how i had to wait for her... Not even a full day had passed and she had already broken that sacred privacy... So i never again touched the book. But i suppose this is very different, i expect others to read this.. And really, that changes everything.