|1eightand counting|LHSgrade 12|slightlyhomicidal
The more of you that I inspect,
The more of me I see reflect.
The more I try to read your lips,
The more the mask you're wearing rips.
But when I seek out your voice,
My ears are overcome with noise.
You show and tell with greatest ease,
Raving impossibilities.
-- "Angry Again" - Megadeth
FACT: I love hockey. My life revolves around it. I play on two men's teams, including AAA. I can handle my own on the ice.
And did you exchange,
A walk on part in the war,
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
-- "Wish You Were Here" - Pink Floyd
A walk on part in the war,
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
-- "Wish You Were Here" - Pink Floyd
FACT: I love music. I can't concentrate unless I'm listening to some sort of tuneage, even if it's just in my head.
The killers breed or the demons seed,
The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go to war again, blood is freedoms stain,
But dont you pray for my soul anymore.
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom.
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb.
-- "2 Minutes To Midnight" - Iron Maiden
FACT: I have a dirty mind. I was the kid in Elementary School who giggled at the word "Dictionary". Don't be startled if I find a sexual innuendo in everything you say.
The Gods you worship are steel.
At the altar of rock 'n' roll you kneel.
A slave who forever rocks,
Is chained in the devil's locks,
And slain by the bloody axe I wail.
-- "Hellion" - Children Of Bodom
At the altar of rock 'n' roll you kneel.
A slave who forever rocks,
Is chained in the devil's locks,
And slain by the bloody axe I wail.
-- "Hellion" - Children Of Bodom
FACT: Although I have an abundance of common sense and street smarts, I live as if there is no tomorrow. It's better to live fast and die young than to never live at all.
Close your eyes,
Look deep in your soul.
Step outside yourself,
And let your mind go.
Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die.
Close your eyes,
And forget your name.
Step outside yourself,
And let your thoughts drain.
As you go insane... [go] insane.
-- "Seasons In The Abyss" - Slayer
FACT: I thrive on violence. I'm an extremely aggressive person. I'd much rather hit than hug. Don't take it personally if I threaten to stab you. It happens.
Once I was a villain,
I behaved just like a cat.
But like a shot of penicillin,
She cured me of all that.
She's a healthy dose of heaven,
For a man that's hooked on sin.
Let the joy begin.
-- "Better Get Used To It" - Big Sugar
I behaved just like a cat.
But like a shot of penicillin,
She cured me of all that.
She's a healthy dose of heaven,
For a man that's hooked on sin.
Let the joy begin.
-- "Better Get Used To It" - Big Sugar
FACT: I'm a realist. I don't believe in love, internal peace, any of that "feel good" emotional bullshit. I have a lot of controversial beliefs, but what sets me apart from every other "rebel" is that I actually have theories to back my thoughts up. Listen to them. You'll learn something.
It's holding me, morphing me,
And forcing me to strive.
To be endlessly cold within,
And dreaming I'm alive.
'Cause I want it now,
I want it now.
Give me your heart and your soul.
And I'm not breaking down,
I'm breaking out.
Last chance to lose control.
-- "Hysteria" - Muse
FACT:I'm not like anyone you've ever met before. I'm not even close. But believe me, you'll be glad you've talked to me once you give it the chance.
Here's to. . .
The stars in the show and
The guys going to the show
The boys in the juniors
. . .Living the dream
And the die hards
. . .Lighting up the beer leagues.
Here's to. . .
The snipers, the playmakers
The grinders, the fighters
The power forwards, the blue chip d-men
The bottle fillers and the men in the pipes
The men on the bench
. . .And the boys in the box.
The snipers, the playmakers
The grinders, the fighters
The power forwards, the blue chip d-men
The bottle fillers and the men in the pipes
The men on the bench
. . .And the boys in the box.
Here's to. . .
Sniping ginos, chizzling apples
Throwing sauce, undressing tendies
Banging home rebounds
Making big glove saves
. . . And burying OT winners.
Sniping ginos, chizzling apples
Throwing sauce, undressing tendies
Banging home rebounds
Making big glove saves
. . . And burying OT winners.
Here's to. . .
Dirty dangles, sick toe drags
Backhand toe drags, spin-o-ramas
Bar and ins, top cheese, One-Tees
Snappers and clappers, big-time celly's,
Poke-checks, pad-stacks, big hits
Hip-checks, train tracks
. . .And toe-to-toe tillies.
Dirty dangles, sick toe drags
Backhand toe drags, spin-o-ramas
Bar and ins, top cheese, One-Tees
Snappers and clappers, big-time celly's,
Poke-checks, pad-stacks, big hits
Hip-checks, train tracks
. . .And toe-to-toe tillies.
Here's to. . .
Long bus trips, the early morning practices
The bag-skates, the battles in the corners,
The bad dental, the sweet flow
The playoff beards, the tears, the laughs
The team shakers. .
The beauties wheeling hot broads
. . .And the gongers wheeling swampers.
Here's to. . .
The wins, losses, and ties,
The end-to-end overtimes,
The gruelling training camps,
The pre-season exies,
The regular season battles
The playoff wars
. . . And raising the cup.
And. . .
The wins, losses, and ties,
The end-to-end overtimes,
The gruelling training camps,
The pre-season exies,
The regular season battles
The playoff wars
. . . And raising the cup.
And. . .
Here's to. . .
Anyone who knows what all this means. . .
Anyone who knows what all this means. . .
<3.
HOCKEY DOESN'T BUILD CHARACTER,
IT REVEALS IT
IT REVEALS IT