my shadow didn't follow me home today...

it actually didn't. it was making me sad, because i'm trying to draw it, since it looks like a really cool zelda character version of me, and i just really like it.

so battle of the bands. good stuff, right? i honestly don't think i was at all nervous, except right before we were going on stage. that was about the extent, and then i was like "wait....this crowd is about 50% people i know, and the rest don't even know what we're doing. overall i think it was pretty kickass, but i don't think we really should have won. it was just girls we know screaming for us, which in my opinion is cheating, because they would have done that regardless of how well we played.

so i'm getting stuff for drawing real good and stuff soon, so it's gonna be really awesome, and i'll be better at art, and shit.

so my question this time is:
if i'm supposed to get it on before cole, who am i suppsed to do it with? (this is because of ashley)

i am the egg man
they are the egg men
i am the walrus
coo coo cachoo

keep it ninja

not-so-great expectations

so since mik-e was doing this, i thought that maybe i'd do it too. i also think about losing time is a huge problem.

i want to make comic books. i won't even write them, cause i suck, but i want to make at least one.
i want to be a part of a major videogame (probably the concept artist for some characters)
i want to skydive at least once.
i want to own a trampoline
i want to have a song i've created recorded well.
i want to have a room with pillows for floors.
i want to sell something i've created for a descent amount of money.
i want to be famous (as in i want to be an important person, whether it be in music, or art, etc.)
i want to be in some sort of magazine for a good reason.
i don't want to have to worry about money
i want to get through college and get a job i like
i want to live with good friends for a while
i want to get a nickname that fits, and is catchy
i want to have a tv show
i want to be in a movie abut my life
i want to be good at skateboarding
i want to compete in snowboarding
i want to help an old lady cross the street (you hear about it, but i never see the opportunity)
i want to have someone be amazed by my skills an an artist (yeah, that's kinda like "woah look at me, i'm not great, but i want people to see me as a god". it's not really that as much as it is i want to be so good that people think i'm amazing)
i want my dad to open his eyes and realise that life isn't worth living if you're miserable.
i want janet to shut her fucking mouth and think for once
i want to have the chance to tell kids not to be such jerkoffs when they're younger
i want to get a punching bag
i want a meaningful relationship in which we're both happy
i want to talk to the people i used to know
i want to know what i could have been depending on my choices
i want to know what people really think of me
i want to completely remove all sorts of hate
i want to fly a plane
i want to drive a motorcycle
i want to be happy
i want to be rich, but not live rich
i want to eat
i want to show my strength in a non-violent way
i want to be good for something
i want to own something important
i want to think of something before anyone else
i want a girl to do the asking out for once
i want to get a job
i want to do what i want, and not be criticized for who i want to be, and what i like to do
i want my dad to be proud of me
i want to be helpful
i want to snowboard with shawn white
i want to make sure all my friends are doing good when we're older
i want people to stop being so stupid (and i mean not intellegence wise, but in the things they do. as in avoiding someone for their image, or pretending not to know someone they were best friends with a long time ago)
i want to stop sounding so corny
i want to stop not being me in front of people i want to know
i don't ever want to be miserable when i'm older

okay so that's gone from things i want to do before i die to things i could do right now. sorta the same thing, but whatever. it feels different.

that's taken up a lot of my space, but whatev's, it's not like there's a limit to how much you're willing to read about me.

so i'm really excited for friday. and thursday. i want to know how we sound with gabe, and i want to tell him to shut the fuck up when he tries to sing.

i suppose that's the most you want to read.

don't hold me up now
i can stand my own ground
i don't need your help now
you will let me down

keep it ninja

i's in your side....

...stealin yor heartz

jamming was awesome today. i mean if you can make an awesome song the first time you jam with someone then you're definitely good together. i really think that we should do those songs we wrote with alex tho. it's just something to kinda kick start our band and whatnot. and then we only need 3 more songs, and we can make an album. of course we need lyrics for our songs, but whatever, that can happen later when we're done some songs. i want to write lyrics for at least one song, but it needs to be recorded first.

RIIIGHT?
go to 2:47, or just watch the whole thing.

biatch is such a biatch. it's just a fact that we've all come to accept.

i'm so not ready for tomorrow, i should have done that write-up thing for business, but the minish cap was calling my name! it said "play me nathan! you know you love zelda games! just for a bit!"
of course i played it all day.

i guess that's all. i was just bored of there being nothing to do on my blog.

time for some extra-long lyrics:

it's like they leave us no option
walking these streets here
just watching
these preachers speak from their pockets
these teachers -
bring it back, c'mon
these teachers reach
but can't stop the celing
so poison
so lost and follow
these prophets to nos is tossin' what's right
to the dust
and i ain't no casualty
got no surface for spotless morality
my dirt may have to cover up my grave
but i keep my feral faith
and filth clutter up my cave
got me looking for disinfectant
(i don't know how to behave)
GOD I'M BORED!

love those lyrics.

so keep it ninja for me alright? there's emergency numbers on the fridge if you ninja too much.

doo do da doo

okay, so i'm doing ONE video this time. you will play it over and over while you read this (and mikey i want to do a cover of this) here it is

okay so i'm soooooooooooooo happy, cause my dad got me 1100 GBA roms that i can play on my psp (there's an emulator for Gameboy Advanced on it) and so that's about all i'm going to do for a while. i mean i'm not going to go ahead and play all 1100 games, since a good portion of them are pretty awful. here are some examples: PDA (what 10 year old needs a PDA?), Mary-Kate and Ashley's BLAH BLAH who gives 2 shits (there's about 5 games with them. caleigh had a few when she played gameboy), harry potter blah blah stupid shit (i've actually beaten one of these once. it was awful), Bible game (i actually put this on for shits and giggles. it's bad.....really bad), and of course Hamtaro blah blah whatever (i put one of these on too, but it doesn't get past the part where you name your hampster). i've got other ones, but i don't want to bore you with this stuff.

YAAAAAAAAAY my dad is going to give me his old laptop so that i can draw in my room (i bought myself a tablet) so i can blog in my room. it's gonna be great. of course if i don't do so great school-wise when i get it (which is doubtful...i mean...just look at my courses) he's going to take it away. of course it's pretty oober slow, but it should still be alright for what i need it for.

do you like waffles?
yeah we like waffles
do you like pancakes?
yeah we like pancakes
you you like french toast?
yeah we like french toast
doo do da doo
can't wait to get a mouthful!

keep it ninja (pizza)

siamese beats in my broken back seats

i should do rock rap songs. it'd be like that band i don't remember the name of that does that.

this video is awesome, and should be a video that fathers show their sons when they become men.

so i think i'm finally getting my shit together and finding out what i want to do with my after high school life. Sean told me that there's an animation course at Seneca that i could pretty much fly through easily. apparently it's what i do every day, but for marks, and then in the 3rd year you finally animate. that's pretty much the most perfectly made course ever.

i'll probably be like this when i grow up. except i fucking hate frozen pizzas. i guess they're alright, but they usually just taste awful.

i should stop posting so many videos. i mean it's kinda just a lame way to waste your time with humor, but it's also very repetitive. anyways here.

alrigt here's one more:
HOLY FUCK!

so i wish i could read minds. i also want to be a therapist. then i could tell which girls like me, and be more helpful to society than i currently am. i also wish i had wings that looked like paper plates glued to mousetraps shaped like pigs.

a guy can dream, can't he? for $60 an hour.
wasn't there a thing where it was like they advertised in dreams?
OH YEAH it was futurama. i think that episode is with mik-e at the moment.

ashley is blonde

sorry, i realised that i talk about mik-e all the time, so i thought i'd mention ashley at least once.

i think i'll start asking questions in my blogs. we'll see how that goes.

this post's question is:
should i start writing more of those weird fucking things with the random shit that makes your brain crawl 2mm to the right in fear of the skunk pirates in my blog?

clowns to the left of me
jokers to the right
here i am
stuck in the middle with you

keep it ninjaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

alice in wonderbra

so i SORTA found that video you guys were searching for a while ago (except it's like WAY better)
http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1832838

that's pretty much the only reason i made this entry, but i'm going to find other stuff to talk about.

why do people hack stuff? i mean if it's like on games or whatever when you're getting the person's money and stuff i understand (but i certainly don't agree with it) but when it's something like deviantart where all the hacked account does it send you a link that makes you get hacked, it's kinda really pointless. it's retarded to the max.

the babies are funny. Mairi likes to act like a real person by having epic talks with brayden, and stuff. like one time they were sitting in the bathtub, and she's like "you falling" and then brayden's like "aaaaaaaaaaah!" (but as if he was falling, so like it became quiet) and then she would grab his shoulders, and kinda whisper stuff to him with a serious face that looked like she was saying "i'm not letting you go!".

http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1832397
this is kinda cool, but some parts aren't amazing.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO jeez

i want to watch the office.

i'd also like $10000000000

if i had 3 powers, these would be them:
have any amount of money i want at any time in my pocket
move through shadows
manipulate time (pause, fast foreward, slow down, reverse time)

wouldn't that be the badassiest super hero? i could move through the shadows to a crime, and then pause time, kill the criminal, and then i'd be the hero! yaaaaaay for justice!

college humor is going to be a TV show soon times (on MTV) and i'm going to see it and be very much proud.

Fresh prince is actually cool now:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGoLCva7bZg&feature=subscription

In a world where the world ends
at the end of your block
and the mo'v little whirlwind spin
friction 'round the clock

keep it ninja

in the pants

i hate how people try to find one definition for something. we're fucking human, so we're going to have different views depending on how we were raised, and what we've experienced in life. "what is love?" is one of these things. someone could say that love is an emotion that is felt when you find someone (or something) that you truly KNOW you want to spend the rest of your life with, and never want to leave for any reason. others might say that love is just a word, and has never had meaning in any way shape or form, and is just used to describe a feeling that some may say has never existed. i say that they're both right, because there's no way that as the human race we can come to a concrete decision on what some fucking word means.

this song is funny: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TiwhOvIPYHM
listen to it while you're reading

i got a haircut yesterday. it looks pretty bad ass, and when i work out now i don't look stupid (don't ask me why, it just looks cooler to me when I'm lifting weights with my shirt off and there's no hair in my face). i think it actually makes me look stronger when I've got more muscle than i have hair. by the way i guess i forgot to mention that I've started working out. i do that thingy with the weights where i lift it to the side 15 times, break, and then do it again, break, etc. and i do 45 situps, and i lift the weights normally 20 times, break, do it again, etc. and if i clear out my garage for jamming i'm also going to put in a chin up rock climbing thing so that in between songs i can get all buff and shit. it's funny, everything i do now feels strong. oh i also do push ups, but i don't like those as much.

speaking of looking awesome, i want to date someone (and by someone i mean a girl). I'm not sure who, but i think i have like 3 options (I'm not posting the names here, just in case of...whatever...) but then again, i'm never totally sure when a girl likes me, so i kinda just don't take opportunities (mik-e what was that word again? um.....quesadilla? but it's like a latin word... and it reminds me of tabula rasa, but that means blank slate). oh shit my internet spell checker is dumb. it says quesadilla isn't a word, but it says Padilla's is a word, and it also suggested Cadillac's.

OH CAPTAIN MY CAPTAIN

i hate painting. it's dumb. not all paintings, mind you, just mine. they're fucking awful, and somehow Mrs. Jolliffe thinks they're good. i made sean look awesome when i drew him, and then in the painting he looked too cartoony, and just dumb. i HATE painting. Thadd's good tho, he should fail at life, and then be one of the people that goes around just painting shit and selling it in quebec.

i want a backrub. that part that's kinda like the bottom sides of my neck hurt from lifting weights. it's a good hurt tho, cause it makes me feel manly.

HOLY SHIT BATMAN! i found out i can punch, cause i hit sean and it hurt him. then again sean might be a wuss. it's suitor, not shorting, so he's not all strong and shit, but he definately takes pain (or he just sucks it up to not look like a pansy) but he was complaining that it hurt, so i guess that means i'm sorta strong? i want a punching bag..

i want to have a music video, cause i want to do that thing where they make people look crazy cause their head freaks out to the beat of the music, and then there's like jumps in the video so it's like not full, and they're....i dunno. i don't really know how to explain it, but it looks awesome.

circle circle dot dot
now I've got my cootie shot
or so i thought
turns out some kid made that up on the spot
and now I've got the HIV
why does this shit happen to me?
sitting in this hospital room,
doc is telling me that I'm doomed
saying goodbye to everyone that knew me,
and apologize to my roomie, oh

i made that up. i think i'm making that a song without your permission mik-e

ANOTHER HOLY SHIT! everyone we're going to jam with has a 4 letter name! nate mike sean.....
awesome.

i jizz right in my pants every time you're next to me
and when we're holding hands, it's like having sex with me
you say I'm pre-mature, i just call it ecstasy
i wear a rubber at all times, it's a necessity
cause i jizz in my pants.
yes i jizz in my pants!

keep it super sexy ninja

"we're going way too fast!" "that's what she said!" "shut up dammit, we're going to die!"

I've realized something. to get through life perfectly you can't have anything the way you want unless it's done by you for you, or if you get someone else to do it for you. I mean it's a very basic concept, but i just realized it today when Mrs. Jolliffe (spelling?) saw a picture i drew/painted of sean, and i said "well it looks like him, but it's too cartoon-y..... i think it makes him look weird." and she's like "well maybe that's what i want".....alright....that's what kinda did it for me. i was thinking "well it's my picture, so i think it should be my way", but then i remembered something vital: she's my teacher, and she's the one that marks things according to her opinion on it, so it would be in my best interests to do things her way.

watch this: http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1899220
it's definitely the way I'd want to be if decided to do drugs for real

janet just did her signature "judge without thinking" move. dumbass. here's how it went: normally when the power goes off in our house due to Janet vacuuming, and microwaving, and using the computer all at the same time (just so you know, that's 3 different rooms on 2 different floors that are not connected directly) all of the basement power goes off, including the computers. so she walks in the room yelling about me still being on, and of course as we all know: no thinking for this one, so here's how it was said: "Stephen! why is nathan's computer still on?!?!?" my dad gets pretty pissed cause....well...she's dumb as hell. so he's like "well, why is yours still on?!". made me happy.
it reminds me of this: http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1899256 (you don't have to listen to all of it.)

btw i think i'm going to start calling her "biatch" cause she's always sitting beside me when i write about her.

so i like my classes. Broadcast is chill, english is chill, art is chill, and business is SUUUUUPER chill

i suppose that that's all i can think of at the moment.

there's a good touch, and a bad touch
you've got to know the difference
a good touch makes you feel good
and a bad touch makes you feel tense

keep it ninja errbody that is obviously more than a max of 3 people

good riddance! now zoidberg is the popular one!

so i don't know if i'm going to like next semester. i don't have a spare, i STILL have broadcasting which forces me to wake up early every other week, and even though Juliann is gone, Hawa is back, and she messes with my brain with her ways.

i think i want to make another one of those 25 things notes. i have so many things people don't know, and unlike some people (not an insult or whatever) i really like talking about myself. it's probably because i spent most of my life at home by myself. i also found out (you know...on a totally unrelated note) that i like sympathy. i think i'm a jerk for that, but it's fun to know people care. again i spent most of my life alone, so i started thinking that nobody cared about me, and that they were all avoiding me. this may have caused them to avoid me tho, if i talked about sad things :P.

i need a punching bag. i keep remembering when i was jumped, and i want to know that i can break someone's nose when i have to. this may be because whenever i dream about being in a fight i always miss, or just punch like a sissy. i bet if i showed that anger that i have pent up inside me i could break a jaw (yes i have thin arms, but i've bent my bed frame from punching it when i was pissed).

i think i know why i was (and hopefully am not anymore) a sissy. i was raised by only my dad who was trying too hard to be my mom, and my first friend was a girl who was only friends with girls. my dad also let me play with polly pockets and barbie dolls, and nothing was said. it's like the opposite of that story ashley tells everyone about the fact that she played with hotwheels.

i started this post so long ago. it's been like 5 hours or something. it took me a while to find the saved draft too.

janet just took my dad upstairs to talk to him alone cause he made a comment about the fact that caleigh doesn't know the right timing for making a meal. all he said was that "she has a strange way of making (whatever meal she's making). she's left the water boiling for 15 minutes, and she's playing the piano." what kind of asshole finds that offensive? and it's not even her! she's feeling offended for her kid who wouldn't care! fucking dumb shit.

i should have checked my free girl shirt before i started posting again, but i didn't think this far ahead.

i wish i had the ability to move through shadows so that i could go to urban planet again, and buy some sweet shirts.

picture yourself
in a boat on a river
where thousands of midgets
just sing the same song


keep it ninja for as long as you can, and then try to beat your record.