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Name: Mike
Country: United States
State: Pennsylvania
Metro: West Chester
Gender: Male
Interests: good friends. sum 41. yellowcard. all-american rejects. weezer. system of a down. relientK. dream theater. big dumbface. trapt. lostprophets. mfi. Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 4 and revert manuals. Times Square, NYC. Starsky and Hutch. Mary Poppins. School of Rock. Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Batman Begins. making music that sounds good. mini golf. Sum 41 Live in London. canada and its fascinating primitave culture. the NHL. Beyond Ocean Avenue: Yellowcard Live at the Electric Factory.
Expertise: well-timed stage jumps. having big fun. hitting trash cans in mini golf when a dollar's at stake. 20 mile bike rides. getting free water. and suchlike things.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Nonprofit
Message: message me
Member Since:
6/23/2005
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| so we tried to play hockey at the rec gym at Eastern on monday night, showed up at 7:45 to be told that there was cheerleading practice in there until 10. so we left and came back at 9:30 to see the cheerleadin team sitting in the gym in circles, crying and hugging each other for a half hour before they finally left. needless to say we were pissed at the fact that, although we were healthy, strong young men with sticks in our hands, we were nevertheless being kept out of the gym by a bunch of weeping girls. | | |
| i just saw a woman who was like 6'8"...she was pretty much a giant. i was afraid of her. | | |
| off to Ocean City for the CFC coll-age retreat. i packed my speedo. "Sort of" is such a harmless thing to say. Sort of. it doesn't really mean anything, it's just a filler. Sort of. But after some things, "sort of" makes all the difference. Like after "i love you." or, "you're going to live." or. "it's a boy." | | |
| so i officially finished everything on my "important not to forget to do" list. except study for my exam tomorrow. that's not something that's quickly over, unfortunately. i'm like a battery. i'm either working or dead. it's a crap life. i want to have hockey club again so bad, especially cause i got a new glove and i want to catch things with it. but i have tests to study for so i can't. last time we had hockey club John broke my foot with a slap shot. that was not fun. flyers season opener tonight, which is good. and TO is starting some drama about not getting a text message from Donovan. the media is also trying to say that TO insulted Donovan by saying Donovan is in better shape this year than he used to be. um well it's true. Donovan was a fat lard last year and now he's not. i hate the media. | | |
| so it's almost october. the demetri martin CD comes out soon. i just got done a biochemistry test, it was easy. ange and maureen wrote on my car and i haven't washed it off yet. i was watching the Phillies last night and it felt like a playoff game...i was getting shaky from adrenaline, which i don't think i've ever done before watching a phillies game. there's nothing i want more right now than to see playoff baseball in philadelphia. hockey club is making a comeback. i bought a new catching glove on ebay, an ice hockey one. maybe i won't suck at catching any more. i have a physical today before i start my new job. i hope they let me pee in a cup, i've been saving it. i might in fact have to ask for two cups. well i'm hungry, time to go find some Pop Tarts | | |
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