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I feel like the next person in line - worried about their money and their direction. I feel generally unsatisfied with my life. Risk living in Toronto and being poor, or risk life back home and being bored out of my ******* mind...
Where is the in-between? Well I believe that the in-between between Toronto and home would probably be... New Hamburg. But that is being literall. That is not what I am getting at.
Where is the happiness that lies between being well-off and being poor. Where is the happiness that lies between having fun and being bored? What place is it. There has to be a place.
I do not like Toronto for the mere reasonings of financial setback... and for the fact that they can't even clean a road. Call in the god damn army, again...
I have lost my passion for everything - and without passion my life is just a blank canvas with no resources or materials. I am a nobody without the things that I love to do. Anything that I love to do has faded away from me.
Last night at Savage, it was almost empty the whole night. Dark retro. The music I love pretty much nobody else loves except for a few whom of which are also very passionate about it. It's sad to see such an empty dancefloor.
I was unaware Funhaus is closing down. Where will all the bad repetitive dancers and candy ravers go? Ahaha, sorry. Angry humour, there. I'm just in a bad mood...
I have no purpose in life but to be miserable.
Tags: Sad Depressed Angry Freakin Emo Kid Ahhhhhhhhhhhh
Dear virtual piece of endless blank paper, My job sucks, and I am glad that I am leaving it in the next couple weeks. They scre over your hours, duct you pay, steal your tips, and you get to fill in for anybody who lies about being sick. I am the "pee-on". How wonderful. You know these last few months I have just been working in a casual dining place in the city. I haven't seen such a crooked joint in my life. People smoking in the kitchen, people stealing booze and alcohol and inventory. It's rediculous. Being here has pretty such soured my passion for cooking. I don't even feel like cooking at home anymore. I used to love it so much. My last day at work is the 30th because I am going back for my last semester of chef school. The problem is - I have to pay rent for my apartment. I need to have atleast 700$ per month from some sort of source. Plus enough money to get to school (public transit - TTC) and enough money to eat. During my four months of schooling, I am supposed to get EI, but being as I only have 500 hours, and I need about 650, I cannot get it. Atleast I don't think so... The only reason why I don't have more than 500 or 550 or so hours is because I switched jobs to come to the city early. I don't know what to do... what if I don't get any support from EI or Skills Development? If I don't, I can't pay for my apartment... therefore, I will have to quit school and pack up and go home. Toronto is just so ******* expensive. This is absolutely horrible. The government should get off their asses and do some work for their money rather than collecting their pay from OUR paychecks... if they are in such "dire need" of kids to work in red-seal trades, they should do more to help them out... not **** me over because I don't fit the "requirements". I am almost poor. Just what the hell am I supposed to do? It's not my fault. I am GOOD with my money. But the expectations that the city holds is rediculous. I didn't want to be a chef to begin with. When I was little, I wanted to be an artist. I still do. I want to illustrate childrens books or create interesting work. I don't have any extra money for materials!!! I would even love to be a music promoter, but I just have no time, with trying to pay for bills as it is. I have talent as a hands-on artist, but nowhere and nobody to help promote it... It seems as though you could be the smartest and most talented person in the world, but without money and recognition and the chance to prove yourself... you're fuck-all. You're a nobody. I hate my job. I hate my life. And I wish I was dead... 
Tags: Hate Job Depression Work Sucks Culinary Hospitality Food Cuisine
Time Zone (World Destruction) by Johnny Rotten & Afrika Bambaataa
What do you think of the song? It’s over 20 years old, now. A punk and a rapper singing together in perfect harmony. To be honest, I despise rap… but in this song they speak of something more meaningful than “bitches and hoes”. They speak of the truth. Together.
Here are the lyrics.
This is a world destruction, your life ain’t nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
Countries are fighting with chemical warfare.
Not giving a damn about the people who live there.
Nostradamus predicts the coming of the Antichrist.
Hey, look out, the third world nations are on the rise.
The Democratic-Communist Relationship,
won’t stand in the way of the Islamic force.
The CIA is looking for you.
The KGB is smarter than you think.
Brainwash mentalities to control the system.
Using TV and movies - religions of course.
Yes, the world is headed for destruction.
Is it a nuclear war?
What are you asking for?
This is a world destruction. Your life ain’t nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
The rich get richer.
The poor are getting poorer.
Fascist, chauvinistic government fools.
People, Moslems, Christians and Hindus.
Are in a time zone still searching for the truth.
Who are you to think you’re a superior race?
Facing forth your everlasting doom.
We are Time Zone. We’ve come to drop a bomb on you.
World destruction, kaboom, kaboom, kaboom!
This is the world destruction, your life ain’t nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
Nationalities are fighting with each other.
Why is this? Because the system tells you.
Putting people in faceless categories.
Knowledge isn’t what it used to be.
Military tactics to control a nation.
Who wants to be a president or king? Me!
Mother Nature is gonna work against you.
Nothing in your power that you can do.
Yes, the world is headed for destruction.
You and I know it, cause the Bible tells you.
If we don’t start to look for a better life,
the whole world will be destroyed in a time zone!
Tags: War Poverty Depression Nuclear Terrorists War Punk Rap Destruction
 Name: The Crow Medium: Dry Pastel on Scrap Partical Board (I know, so professional. But I am poor.) Came spontaneously after watching The Crow. I paused this scene and decided it would make a good picture. 
Tags: Art Goth Pastel The Crow Bird Black Orange
This is the second part to the entry before this. Please read it first before you read this part. It is a story of a girl, and her struggle to live... until she found the dreaded pretty pill.
And the devil laughed,For he has offered you a false utopia, one that many cannot find carrying the burdens of their past on their shoulders. Sit down, lighten your load with this magic... but the peace becomes addictive, until the cost of peace becomes an even heavier load than you were escaping from. Then he smiles. For now, there is no escape - his number has grown by one.
Tags: Drugs Addiction Ecstacy Utopia Euphoria Fix Addict Hopeless
Around you, there is life. Life in the dark. Bodies shuffling and swaying to the deep pulsating beats on the dance floor, lights flickering endlessly and rapidly around their faces. This music used to move you, but not now... As you sit and contemplate, waiting for that friend of yours to enter your hell and take you away to a place where everything is good, Everything is pure - absolutely perfect. I am talking of Euphoria. As this friend steps into the door from the blizzard outside, she begins the path in which she takes to hells gates - upon opening this gate, she is presented to you - the dark creature lurking in the shadows, hopelessly desperate for her fix, and to feel the music around her start to make her move, again. She hands you a single pill - 10 dollars, please. A small price to pay to feel alive. And so you swallow it with all your troubles. A voice welcomes you - a relief coming from deep inside. "Thank-you" the voice says, "and welcome to Heaven."...
And the devil laughed.
Tags: Euphoric Drugs Ecstacy Out Of Body Musicrhythminspire
***The following is a letter I decided to slip under our upstairs tenants door this evening. We live below them in a basement apartment***
Hello,
This is your tenants from down below - and yes, there are people down here... people who don't appreciate the banging, crashing, and stomping at 4am. We also don't appreciate your cigarette smoke coming through the vents of our bedroom while we are sleeping, 'nor the sappy acoustics in the middle of the night. I figured you would have enough common sense to stop after nearly a month, but I guess I gave you far too much credit.
Please stop. Thanks.
***So we are much younger than these guys, but these guys are some serious white trashy folk... what the hell do they wear on their feet to stomp so damn loud?! Concrete?!***
Tags: Tenants Housemates Annoying Rent Apartment
Gee, isn't that a classy headline?! But seriously... it's true! My *talent* is my drawings and portraits and such done with dry pastels, chalk, charcoal, etc. I do alot of acrylic painting as well as using all sorts of mediums such as oil pastels, scraps of paper, sculpting, pencil, crayons, watercolour... etc. I also love making jewelry, and I have recently gotten more into making "hairfalls", which are those colourful fake hair things that you find a lot in the cybergoth or raver community. Although I am not part of that community, I do enjoy making them for people that are in that community because they appreciate them! My most favourite thing to do, though, is to revamp old clothing into something NEW! I have so many clothes I got from the thrift store and I just cut them up and use them for different things or I make them better. I customize jackets and coats and pants and such. I bleach, splatter, paint, paint murals, make pins and patches to attatch to them, add material, paint on decals, promote bands I love, and add spikes, studs, and pyramids... love it :D I also like to play with makeup and special effects. And oh yeah, photoshopping and creating graphics as well as black and white photography!!! Besides that, I enjoy promoting unheard of bands, designing LAYOUTS for sites, HTML & CSS, baking, cake decorating, candy making, cooking (I am a chef by trade) and all sorts of other hands on stuff... those are my talents! What about you guys? 
Tags: Art Goth Jackets Customize Punk Spikes Pyramids Paint
So, I got my FIRST wisdom tooth coming in and it was bringing me a lot of freakin' pain. I don't have dental insurance or a dentist here in the city, so I looked one up. They gave me a deal on my appointment, so that made me happy. Turns out that I got there just in time, and the pain I was feeling than would be nothing compared to what I was going to feel in the future - so they decided to yank it out. WHAT A BIG FRICKEN TOOTH IT WAS! Holy shit, it was a monstrousity. Now wonder my face felt like it did. Anyways. Now I have a giangantic gap in the back of my mouth and stitches... but I feel a lot more relief. But that could just be the T3's and Motrin I am doped up on, talking... 
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