C'mon stop misinterpreting my posts.
i hope i never get "dystonia", i hate runnin



Egyptian eyessss=]

time out
who is really gaining groud here
you ask
who is really getting good here
you inquire
but i've yet to find a market
an outlet for this feeling
and i don't know
i don't know who is on the upside here
so i tell you
i can't answer
marking
the first day of my second life.

you can't say that this isn't awesome...

i mean, really, can you?

take my name off the lease

i find it relevant to relay this message from Kris Roe of the ataris when i asked him if he was still having fun a couple years ago.:

Our new record will be out in late February. It is the most honest piece of art I have included my heart and soul in period. This band turned into something different than I wanted for a small time. That is no longer the case. It happens. I found out alot of things in this past couple years. Too many for one email. Although one thing always remains true is that you must always remain true to your heart no matter how people may tear you apart. We all change and evolve in different ways. For a short while I felt like this band no longer who I was as a person so I did something about that. Now it does again. It now represents seven people that enjoy what they are doing, not four people all doing for themselves. it represents friendship and musicians creating music they all would listen to. that they enjoy. I cannot wait til next year. To quote Jets to Brazil... "It's the first day of my second life." Take care. your friend. Kris

it's the first day of my second life.
that day was last september for me. and while i dwell sometimes and i go through withdrawl it seems at least once a month, i don't want anyone to think that i'm not trying to move on because i am. i'm doing this on my own. For awhile, i became something that i didn't want to be. i abandoned friends and i bent over backwards. I may have slipped up a couple times, but i loved her to the best of my ability and i walked away from this ordeal knowing this. i know this is the same old story you've been hearing for a year, but how this is different is that i'm not going to lie to you and say that i'm completely over her. I didn't have the closure i wish there could have been and i think thats all i could ask for now. i've met a really cool girl who just isn't getting the fair chance she should because i constantly think back to years past. its not fair.

i enjoy my life, please don't get me wrong. everything is a lesson learned and i've learned a lot, but i still have a lot to work on.
but, to quote set your goals, "my life, a constant work in progress, and i wouldn't have it any other way"

haha

also,
waking up to Z100's phone tap about a girl pranking her mom that shes sleeping with her female professor after breaking up with her male boyfriend is hopefully a start to a good day.
And I got a new hat. Will post pictures later.

wonder years tonight

please let me clarify

i in no way want to or am going to try to talk to you. as much as i miss you, i'd rather be getting over you than dwelling on you. i'm working on it.

I feel like I need a god damned disclaimer with everyone of my god damned posts. go back to the post where I ask you to not take me too seriously please, and then get the stick out of your ass.




on a lighter note,
most certainly not going to watch the world's stupidest world series this year.
who care about the yankees and the phillies. I hate both teams with a burning passion.
let's go...Edison Thunder!

moving

so today,
my mom sends me a text saying she saw 1 bedroom apts for SALE for 50k. It would equal out to a monthly payment thats less than my new brunswick resident. and it would include everything(cable, electric, water, gas). As much as I love new brunswick, it might be a good move for me to leave the brunswicks for awhile. Get my head away from here. I mean it isn't far, its in Edison, but it would clear my head a lot. i mean, i've seen more hard times here than i ever thought i would. I lost the love of my life here. this place has so many bad memories that sometimes it feels like a prison. maybe its time to move on.

i want to go back 4 years and start all over with my life past high school. i would not be where i was now, yes, but i feel like things would have been a lot easier in my life.
-i would have never gone to devry.
-i would have never met her. i would have never screwed up. i would never have spent the last year and a half being consistently sad and finding it near impossible to move on.
-i wouldn't be this much in debt.

these are the thoughts that are on my my mind.

okay

today was a good day.



=D!

don't call me mikey

So this week has been hectic, no sleep, mad work, stupid roommates getting me tickets. but tomorrow is friday and i'm hanging out with will and going to see where the wild things are, which i've been stoked about since seeing the preview in the beginning of the summer.

I know this topic is old but I do miss the feeling of having a real girlfriend, not a fling. not courtney, not amanda, not any shit like that. I've been talking to someone and sometimes it looks promising and other times it does not.

But i've realized that after dating an irish girl for 2 and a half years, i like the chase. i don't like it easy. i had a girl who basically wanted to be my girlfriend twice this summer to fall, who would do anything, and i passed that up to see where this "thing" or whatever it is would go. I mean, shes cute and she my type, but i don't like the easy route. we'll see what happens with this. who knows.

the title of this blog, by the way, comes from a funny anicdote. By now, you probably know who "mikey" is. A douche who wears guy-liner and played in a cookie-cutter hawthorne heights replica emo band, who also loves himself A LOT who stole my ex from me. but anyway, everyday at work a kid calls me mikey. now you're like, why does this annoy you? My best explaination would be I never want any comparison to someone of his nature. I'm not fake nice to get people to like me, that has never been my deal. I'm a fairly real person. So I tell the kid everyday, "Daniel, don't call me mikey, thats not my name, i'm not a tool." Yesterday, he asked me what a tool was, so i told him that a tool was someone who pretends to be someone they're not to gain the respect of the people they are around.

shit dude...are there any girls out there who are sane?

i know that one day it will all work out for me, as corny as that sounds. as a realist, optimism come rarely, but i'll take what i can get.

Baseball Playoffs

My Predictions:
NLDS
Rockies vs. Phillies: Phillies in 4
Cardials vs. Dodgers: Dodgers in 3

ALDS
Twins vs. Yankees: Yankees in 3
Red Sox vs. Angels: Angels in 5

NLCS
Phillies vs. Dodgers: Dodgers in 5

ALCS
Yankees vs. Angels: Angels in 7

WS
Angels vs. Dodgers: Dodgers in 7

freedom means nothing to me.
OH SHIT