Man finds brother dead in mobile home... 18 months after death.
A site dedicated to William Hung, also known as the "SHE BANGS!" guy from American Idol.
Teen loses a game to his older brother, jumps out of a 20 story building.

I didn't really enjoy watching 20 centimeters of snow fall. It's February, and even though I should've known that this would happen, I didn't think it would be that high. I've had enough of snow, and I'm not talking about the sniffable kind.

A teacher of mine told me that while students are happy for having days off, they always do the same thing all the time, following a sub-conscious routine. Didn't think much of it at first. But when I thought about my day a moment ago, and I realized how right he was.
All my days off are very similar in terms of what I do, and how much time I spend on things.
I start off waking up at an ungodly hour because I forget to turn off my alarm, or because school's made my internal clock go haywire. I eat breakfast after about an hour and a half of sitting and trying to sleep some more. It's around now that I start playing my guitar. I choose the same songs, normally "Karma Police", "Blister In The Sun", and "The Good Life". I end up on the phone till the late afternoon, watching Matchmaker, Perfect Proposal, and whatever other shows are on during the afternoon. After this, I end up on a computer, or I end up realizing I have homework and I do it. It all sorta blurs from there, but the base still remains the same.
I still enjoy myself, so I guess this post has just gone to shit.

I'd keep writing, but I'm really tired. I'm gonna go now.

Interesting links I found reading around: (to keep you busy when you don't feel like reading my angry ranting.)
Dodge the evil blue blocks!
What reading my site after a night with no sleep looks like.
17 year old arrested for the 69th time
An insanely addictive Java game found on FHM
Jesus' Homepage
How to break out of prison.
Woman tells robber she suffers from epilepsy. Robber feels sympathy and doesn't rob her.
And lastly...
You don't wanna fuck with this stuffed bunny.

Trip Journal - Toronto - 01.23 to 01.25 - Day 3 - LAST DAY!
From the Black Book

This day was so not worth re-copying. All I scribbled down was the food I ate, for my Biology project.

Trip Journal - Toronto - 01.23 to 01.25 - Day 2
From the Black Book

01.24.03 - 7:20 AM
Woke up before everyone else. Groggy.

7:40 AM
Had a bagel and croissant. The orange juice is chunky and tastes like mouthwash. Uhh shit, no wonder it tasted like shit. The containter holding the OJ in the juice dispenser was practically empty. All it had was pulp that settled, no juice. That's pretty nasty.

12:30 PM and 2:45 PM
(Scribbles for Bio Food Diary project... not worth copying.)

7:45 PM
After several hours of... insanity (attempting to find parking at the Pacific Mall, etc.), I find myself awkwardly placed at a table with people I don't really know. At all. If I see the Karaoke selection, I might consider getting sloshed and singing.
(More Bio scribbles)
Right. Anyways, I managed to finish my blate in like 15 minutes. SENTENCE REMOVED.

(Here's where I started senselessly rambling. Around 8 PM.)

I wanna thank Fender, Gibson, Yamaha, and losta others for being cool. And I wanna thank Coca Coca, and all the other cola companies for helping me burn the midnight oil. Oh, and a shoutout to my peeps in Montreal. Miss you all!
I feel craaaaazy, maaaaaaaybe.

Creep
G - 320033 | | B - 024440 | | C - 032010 or 035550 | | Cm - 355543
timing Tempo + volume in song varies on line being sung. Strum harder on the "She's running..." bit. Each verse starts, 1 line no guitar, 2nd line start guitar.
and most of all, sing it like you mean it!

Salt + pepper to taste.

8:25 PM
Man... I always get the shaft when it comes to seating.

12:30 AM
Fun! Was dancing and stuff.