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I went to Projekt Revolution last Wednesday in Charlotte. It kicked ass. I didn't even know I liked Linkin Park, as I hadn't listened to them since Hybrid Theory came out in 2000. Of course, they were amazing. Needless to say, I went out the next day, spent the last of my money on a couple of their CDs.
I turned seventeen Tuesday. It sucked.
I've worked six days a week for the past three months (except for PRev) and I think I'm losing it. Yesterday I yelled at a jerk customer about plastic forks. Freaking ridiculous. That fucker can burn in hell. Shit like this makes me think I hate people. Everyone, in general. No one really seems to care enough to prove me wrong.
On another note, a salad should not cost nine dollars.
I'm cheating on my boyfriend.
I have to go to work nowt
I lied. about cheating. I'm not. I probably wouldn't even if I did have one. Probably.
Like I said I'm going to work now.
I don't do much and get paid a decent amount. but fuckers like that still make me want to quit.

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grenade jumper

Take This To Your Grave
Grenade Jumper

My heart ticks in beat with these kids that I grew up with.
living like life's going out of style.
You came to watch us play...like a "Big shot talent,"
but at the end of the day you know where we come from
and where we call home.

Hey Chris, you were our only friend.
I know this is belated, but we love you back.

They'll say it's not worth it.

So we'll leave this town in ruin.
living like life's going out of style.
You came to watch us play...like a "Big shot talent,"
but at the end of the day you know those busted lips
we take back home.

I know you would be there either way.
I'm so glad it seems like these times will never fade.
So I'll tell everyone how much this means to me.

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auto-b rant

shalom aleichem


The one thing I have never been stupid enough to do, not at any resort, is ^insert ever-abundant .sketch here^ this should be easy for me to write because my thoughts are all so shallow. Just like everything here at providence, in charlotte, in the united states, in this American civilization. I dont think my life reflects what I want. I want to think differently. why cant I just stop wanting it and just start doing it? just another rant just another kid just another lie. life during wartime. damn I didnt even think that.

Im an outsider an outsider looking in





Take me back. take me back to the place where I can write with vivid adjectives and ideas that at least make sense to me. back to the time and place when and where I still felt. if not there, take me back to the place and time where everything was either basketball, soccer, or softball, depending on the season. These were simple times compared to now, with just a few personality- defining breakdowns in between. the late summer of that year 2003, my mother, brother and I moved somewhere in union county. My mother said the house was to big to take care of. She really meant: the three of us could not stay in the house in which my brother lived for a time. She hates how he chose not to live with her, but rather his father. His drug- pushing father who ironically enough, had more common sense than she did. This is an autobiography, and I just told you about the people who used to cause the most tension in my life.

He killed himself. Maybe he thought all these problems would go away, and make it better for me. One of those ridiculous ideas where someone thinks that leaving will make everything better in the person they loveds life. Thats bullshit. it always is.
I cant tell you why my life is about other people, not me. I spent a month in a center where I was supposed to figure all this shit out. Like they fucking expected me to figure out the world, and all the people in it. I didnt. Im not fucking Holden Caulfield. Im not the catcher in the rye and I dont try to save little chi

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Portfolio Preparation

With a few exceptions, most art colleges recommend following works for portfolio:


Still Life (1-2 pieces)
Using observation and drawing skills to depict objects.


Landscape (3-4 pieces)
The rendering of ones visual perception.

Capture the mood and tone of your surroundings using perspective.


Self portrait/portrait (3-4 pieces)
The rendering of the physicality, personality of the self, or of the portrayed. A piece used to reveal and express personality. (Mood, aspect, positive, negative, etc)


Mixed MedIa (1-2 pieces)
Using a wide range of materials, explore approaches to creating by using non-traditional methods.


Series/ theme (5-7 pieces)
Select a theme of personal interest and explore this topic in various manners. These works will show case skills and artistic talents.


Collage (1-2 pieces)
Using materials such as newspapers, magazines and fabric, create a visual work.


Figure drawing (4-6 pieces)
Demonstrate understanding of proportion, gesture and anatomy of human body


Creative art works (2-3 pieces)
Personal works to show individual interests and artistic expressions.


Above portfolio works (20-30 pieces) should have a cohesive feeling as a body of work. Ones portfolio should demonstrate individuals artistic growth. The portfolio should also demonstrate to reviewer aptitude for college courses. It is generally not recommended to show professional or specialized art works.

These guidelines are coming from years of experiences of instructors here at Ashcan Studio of Art.


Undergraduate
For applicants for undergraduate programs, a portfolio should be composed of works that demonstrate basic skills, as well as an individuals creativity. A good portion of a portfolio should consist of works that exhibit fundamental skills such as life drawings, self portraits, still lifes, and landscapes. A applicants who are interested in graphic design and architecture (i.e. non fine arts) are also expected to show these basic skills in visual arts (painting and drawing) , rather than show works in the specialized area. There are a few exceptions to this general rule, i.e. F.I.T requires a specialized portfolio.

Transfer student (Undergraduate)
For transfer students, a portfolio should include works that demonstrate proficiency in the area of specialty. These works should show fundamental skills in the area of interest, as well as basic skills (drawing and painting) in fine arts. Works should show basic skills in both areas, rather than highly specialized works.

Graduate School
Portfolio for Graduate study should focus on the process of art making, from its conception to its construction. Its important to show a cohesive and thematic body of work.

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You hide it everytime you miss
Impatience waits around for me
You dance under the question mark
Without even trying

I'm just not sure it's gonna work
I'm just not sure it's gonna work

You can burn it all
I'm running around the table if you want to
Just to argue out the last scenes of us
You can end it all
I'm sorry enough to tell you that I'm okay and I'm never gonna see you again

The killers walking amongst us
Look around they'll find your ashes
You cradle over your mistakes
And every heart you'll ever break

I'm just not sure it's gonna work
I'm just not sure it's gonna work

You can burn it all
I'm running around the table if you want to
Just to argue out the last scenes of us
You can end it all
I'm sorry enough to tell you that I'm okay and I'm never gonna see you again, AGAIN.

You stumble through questions that you could never answer
The barrel is loaded so go and paint your target
The barrel is loaded so go and paint your target.....
__________________________________________________________

You don't remember me
But I remember you
I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you
But who can decide what they dream? And dream I do...

I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live, to breathe
You're taking over me

Have you forgotten all I know, and all we had?
You saw me mourning my love for you and touched my hand
I knew you loved me then

I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live, to breathe
You're taking over me

I look in the mirror and see your face
if I look deep enough
so many things inside that are just like you are
taking over
8888888888888888
Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
than any time before
I had no options left again
I don't want to be the one the battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize that I'm the one confused



If only, if only We weren't so lonely Broken hearts and leftover dreams Not everything is as perfect as it seems.



"Saving your heart was never what I planned
But now I have you in the palm of my hand
You gave in to let me do my worst
When I give you fake love, tell me how much it hurts.


"I'm broken down and left out
You never told me what this was about
I tried to make it work, I tried to fit in
But try as I might, I never will win.

Can we go back to the time
When we weren't so blind? Weren't so blind?
Can we try again to make it work?
Or will you just drop me in the dirt?

I know I've been down this road before
I don't think I know you anymore
I live in my world, never to see
What would have been of you and me.



This Nightmare Won't Last Long, Are You Scared So Sing This Song.

X
You don't remember me
But I remember you
I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you
But who can decide what they dream? And dream I do...

I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live, to breathe
You're taking over me

Have you forgotten all I know, and all we had?
You saw me mourning my love for you and touched my hand
I knew you loved me then

I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live, to breathe
You're taking over me

I look in the mirror and see your face
if I look deep enough
so many things inside that are just like you are
taking over
X



She's had some fast times
first times always last times
out in the foxglove I'm in
Chain me free
or let it fall
we can be all, we can be all I said
What's in your head
lose the key
or please don't call
we can be all, we can be all I said
she kissed me dead



He's talking shit about how it's better way back when
He lives every waking moment as a means to an end
We are, we are, but I'm not
I never used to be
So God bless your fucking past and to hell with your glory
The looks are always so deceiving
The truth is always misconstrued
To you

toomuchtoosoon gd



Betty can't quit carving question marks
in my wrist
How come we're so alone
We waste away the days
with nicotine and television samples
From an era we hate
to admit
we embrace
We fail to represent
We fail to be content
We fail at everything we ever even try to attempt
And so the story goes
As only Betty knows
It's time to take control


Broke into the old apartment
This is where we used to live
Broken glass, broke and hungry
Broken hearts and broken bones
This is where we used to live
Why did you paint the walls?
Why did you clean the floor?
Why did you plaster over
the hole I punched in the door
OLD APARTMENT bnl



Well which would you prefer
my finger on the trigger or
me face down, down across your floor...
me face down, down across your floor
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
this all was only wishful thinkin
this all was only wishful thinkin
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I know you well enough to know
you'll never love me


I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation
You're living in the past it's a new generation
A girl can do what she wants to do
And that's what I'm gonna do
An' I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation
Never said I wanted to improve my station
And I'm only doing good when I'm having fun
And I don't have to please no one
And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation
--badreputation, joan jett



I know who I want to take me home
take me home
Closing time
time for you to go back
to the places you will be from
Closing time
this room won't be open
'til your brothers or your sisters come
So gather up your jackets
move it to the exits
I hope you have found a friend
Closing Time
Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end
Closing Time" by Semisonic.



I brought you a bottle of wine full
Of flowers and this vinyl
I know we both made it clear
No stupid presents this year
But snopes.com said if you play
Strawberry Fields the wrong way
You can hear Lennon's ghost say:
"Slacol eht dellik lhad nov e." I buried Paul
So to hell with Holiday romantics
December is for cynics; December is for critics
--The Matches



Thought I ran into you down on the street
Then it turned out to only be a dream
I made a point to burn all of the photographs
She went away and then I took a different path
I can remember the face but I can't recall the name
Now I wonder how Whatsername has been
Seems that she disappeared without a trace
Did she ever marry old what's his face
I made a point to burn all of the photographs
She went away and then I took a different path
I remember the face but I can't recall the name
Now I wonder how Whatsername has been
Remember
Whatever
It seems like forever ago
Remember
Whatever
It seems like forever ago
The regrets are useless in my mind
She's in my head
I must confess
The regrets are useless
She's in my head from so long ago
And in the darkest night
If my memory serves me right
I'll never turn back time
Forgetting You, But Not the Time



Now while you suck DJs
Who think you're blind
there's gotta be a reason
and we know the reason why
you try to put on those cool airs
and act real cool
but you gotta realize that you're acting like fools
if there's music, we can use it
be free to dance
we don't have no time for
psychological romance
come on baby, tell me what's the word
word up


I saw her, yea I saw her
With a black tongue tied round the roses
A fist pounding on a vending machine
Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger
With a noose she could hang from the sun
And point it out with the dark sunglasses
Walking crooked down the beach
She spits in the sand
where the bones are bleaching
And I know I'm gonna steal her life
she doesn't even know it's wrong
and you know I'm gonna make it die
take her where her soul belongs
know I'm gonna steal her life
it's nothing that I wouldn't try
hey, my sun-eyed girl
hey, my sun-eyed girl



But at least have the decency in you
to leave me alone
when you freaks see me out in the streets
when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter
to not come and speak to me
I don't know you and no, I don't owe you
a motherfuckin thing
I'm not Mr. Nsync
I'm not what your friends think
Im not Mr. friendly, I can be a prick
If you tempt me my tank is on empty
and if you offend me I'm liftin you ten feet
I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you
I don't mean to be mean but thats all I can be is just me
And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am
In the paper, the news every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam

"A Lonely September" (by the Plain White T's



I see you -the only one who knew me
And now your eyes see through me
I guess I was wrong
So what now? It's plain to see we're over
And I hate when things are over
When so much is left undone
And I said
What about
Breakfast at Tiffany's
She said I think I
remember the film
And as I recall
I think we both kinda liked it
And I said
Well that's
The one thing we've got

When the moon hits your eye
Like a big pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine
Like you've had too much wine
That's amore
Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing "Vita Belle"
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet you're in love
When you walk in a dream but you know you're not dreaming
Scuzza me, but you see
Back in old Napoli
That's amore

HA HA YOU'RE DEAD (sorry for the enthusiasm there)
The joke is over
You were an asshole
and now you're gone
As your ship is goin' down
I'll stand by and watch you drown
ha, ha, you're dead
ha, ha, you're dead
ha, ha, you're dead

I've got an electric guitar
I play my stupid songs
I write these stupid words
And I love every one
waiting there for me
Yes I do, I do
In the garage
I feel safe
No one cares about my ways
In the garage
where I belong
no one hears me sing this song
-in the garage, weezer



Little Red Riding Hood
I don't think little big girls should
go walkin in these spooky old woods alone
What big eyes you have
the kind of eyes that drive wolves mad
So just to see that you don't get chased
I think I ought to walk
with you for a ways
What a big heart I have-
the better to love you with
Little Red Riding Hood,
Even bad wolves can be good
--sam the sham



This place is so empty
my thoughts are so tempting
I don't know how it got so bad
Sometimes it's so crazy that nothing can save me
But it's the only thing that I have...
I tried to be perfect
It just wasn't worth it
Nothing could ever be so wrong
It's hard to believe me
It never gets easy
I guess I knew that all along

We never got that far
this helps me to think all through the night
bright lights that won't kill me now
or tell me how
Just you and I your starless eyes remain...
When you go just know that
I will remember you
If Living was the Hardest Part
we'll then one day be together
when in the end we'll fall apart
Just like the leaves changing colors
and then I will be with you
I will be there one last time now
when you go just know that I will remember you
I've lost my fear of falling

see a man in the back as a matter of fact
and his eyes are as red as the sun
and the girl in the corner
let no one ignore her cause she thinks she's the passionate one
oh, yeah, it was like lightning
everybody was frightening
and the music was soothing
and they all started grooving
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
and the man in the back said everyone attack
and it turned into a ballroom blitz
and the girl in the corner said
boy I wanna warn you it'll turn into a ballroom blitz

And though are kids are blessed
the parents let them shoulder all the blame
so keep your blood in your head
and keep your feet on the ground
today's the day it gets tired
today's the day we dropped out
give up my body and bed
all for an empty hotel
wasting words on lower cases and capitals

I see you
down on the front line
such a sight for sore eyes
you're a suicide makeover
plastic eyes
lookin' through a numbskull
self-effaced
what's his face
you erased yourself so shut up
you don't let up

Push me again
this is the end
skin against skin
bone and bone
you're all by yourself but you're not alone
You wanted in now you're here
Driven by hate and consumed by fear
ONE
nothing wrong with me
TWO
nothing wrong with me
THREE
nothing wrong with me
FOUR
nothing wrong with me
ONE
something's gotta give
TWO
something's gotta give
THREE
something's gotta give
now
LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR
LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR
LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR



This night walk the dead
In a solitary style and crash the cemetery gates
In the dress your husband hates
Way down, mark the grave where the searchlights
find us drinking by the mausoleum door
And they found you on the bathroom floor
I miss you
I miss you so far
and the collision of your kiss
that made it so hard



I never dreamt it'd be this way
I've lost any chance for me to say
to say that I miss you, say that I love you
will someone please tell me I'm okay
I wasn't prepared for what's to come
A life made of memories gone so young
And now I'm regretting all I've done
But in your heart know that I'm with you all along
GONESOYOUNG, amberpacific



Late last night I had a dream
and she was in it again
She and I were in the sky
Flying hand in hand
I woke up in a cold sweat
Wishing she was by my side
Praying that she'll dry tears
Left on my face I've cried

ou say that I've changed
Well maybe I did
Even if I've changed
What's wrong with it
I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go
I'll never you turn around your back on each other
That's a good idea, break a promise to your mother
turn around your back on each other
I remember the stupid things, the mood rings
the bracelets and the beads
nickels and dimes, yours and mine
Did you cash in on your dreams
Third Eye Blind- I'LL NEVER LET YOU GO


I'll lay me down tonight
much further down
Swim in the calm tonight
This art does drown
What follows
me as the whitest lace of light
will swallow whole
just begs to be imbrued
What follows
has led me to this place
where I belong
with all erased
GIRLS NOT GREY



She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box
for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
NIRVANA Heart-shaped box



In a little while from now
If Im not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top
will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to
whoever what its like when youre shattered
Left standing in the lurch
at a church
Where people saying: My God that's tough
she stook him up
no point in us remaining
we may as well go home
as I did on my own
Alone again
Naturally
"Alone Again, Naturally"- Gilbert O'Sullivan



Cast off the crutch that kills the pain
The red flag waving never meant the same
the kids of tomorrow don't need today
when they live in the sins of yesterday
well I've never seen us act like this
our only hope is the minds of kids
and they'll show us a thing or two
our only weapons are the guns of youth
it's only time before they tighten the noose
and then the hunt will be on for you
RED FLAG- BILLY TALENT



Maybe Im jaded and bored
Always lookin for more
Waiting around for the next big fix
I know Im a wreck Im a mess
But I couldnt care less
Dont know what it would take to change me

Everybody is so afraid to be different
Please excuse me now if I dont get it

I think sex is overrated
So is always getting wasted
Designer drugs and dead end jobs and
Classic rock is so outdated
Im so sick of therapy and all the things its done to me
How can I be satisfied when everything is overrated?

Maybe the problem is me
But I wont make believe
And I cant take this mediocrity
What if this is a test and I deserve what I get
Will I wake up with all the answers?

Everybody is too afraid to be different
Please excuse me now if I dont listen

I think sex is overrated
So is always getting wasted
Designer drugs and dead-end jobs and
Classic rock is so outdated
Im so sick of therapy and all the things its done to me
How can I be satisfied when everything is overrated?

Cant stand the normal Cant stand the ordinary Find me anything Thats extraordinary Show me something Show me anything Am I the only one? Am I the only one?

I think sex is overrated
So is always getting wasted
All my friends and family
They make my life so complicated
Im so sick of apathy and TV show reality
How can I be satisfied when everything is overrated?
LESS THAN JAKE

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