| If I've seen over 70, I have no life. |
[22 Jan 2006|02:50pm] |
(3) Rocky Horror Picture Show
(3) Grease
(5) Pirates of the Caribbean
(2) Boondock Saints
(2) The Mexican
(2) Fight Club
(2) Starsky and Hutch
(2) Blazing Saddles
(2) Airplane
(2) The Princess Bride
(1) Young Frankenstein
(6) AnchorMan: The Legend of Ron Burgandy
(2) Napoleon Dynamite
(7) Saw
(2) White Noise
(1) White Oleander
(2) Anger Management
(2) 50 First Dates
(1) Jason X
(9) Scream
(9) Scream 2
(10) Scream 3
(11) Scary Movie
(12) Scary Movie 2
(13) Scary Movie 3
(2) American Pie
(2) American Pie 2
(2) American Wedding
(14) Harry Potter
(15) Harry Potter 2
(2) Harry Potter 3
(2) Harry Potter 4
(14) Resident Evil I
(16) Resident Evil 2
(18) The Wedding Singer
(2) Little Black Book
(19) The Village
(2) Donnie Darko
(20) Lilo & Stitch
( ) Lilo & Stitch 2: Stitch has a Glitch
(21) Finding Nemo
(1) Finding Neverland
(22) 13 Ghosts
(23) Signs
(24) The Grinch (jim carrey)
(2) Texas Chainsaw Massacre (The Original)
(1) White Chicks
(25) Butterfly Effect
(2) 13 Going on 30
(2) I, Robot
(2) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story
(1) Universal Soldier
(1) A Series Of Unfortunate Events
(1) Along Came Polly
(1) Deep Impact
(1) KingPin
(65) Never Been Kissed
(2) Meet The Parents
(2) Meet the Fockers
(2) Eight Crazy Nights
(2) Joe Dirt
(2) A Cinderella Story
(2) the Terminal
(2) The Lizzie McGuire Movie
(1) Passport to Paris
(2) Dumb & Dumber
(1) Dumb & Dumberer
(23) Final Destination
(27) Final Destination 2
(2) Halloween
(29) The Ring
(30) The Ring 2
(2) Harold & Kumar Get the Munchies (H&K go to white castle)
(31) Practical Magic
(32) Chicago
(2) Ghost Ship
(1) From Hell
(2) Hellboy
(2) Secret Window
(2) I Am Sam
(2) The Whole Nine Yards
(2) The Day After Tomorrow
(2) Child's Play
(2) Bride of Chucky
(31) Ten Things I Hate About You
(2) Just Married
(34) Gothika
(2) Nightmare on Elm Street
(2) Sixteen Candles
(2) Remember the Titans
(1)Coach Carter
(2) Bad Boys
(34) Bad Boys 2
(2) Joy Ride
(2) Se7en
(2) Oceans Eleven
(1) Ocean's Twelve
(2) Identity
(1) Lone Star
(1) Predator I
(1) Predator II
(2) Independence Day
(1) Cujo
(1) A Bronx Tale
(36) Darkness Falls
(1) Christine
(2) ET
(2) Children of the Corn
(2) My Boss' daughter
(2) Maid in Manhattan
(1) Frailty
(1) Best Bet
(2) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
(37) She's All That
(1) Calendar Girls
(1) Sideways
(38) Mars Attacks
( ) Event Horizon
(39)Ever After
(2) Forrest Gump
(1) Big Trouble in Little China
(40) X-Men
(41) X2
(2) Spider-Man
(2) Spider-Man 2
(1) Sky High
(41) Jeepers Creepers
(1) Jeepers Creepers 2
(42) Catch Me If You Can
(44) The Others
(2) Freaky Friday (original)
(44) Reign of Fire
(45) Cruel Intentions
(2) The Hot Chick
(47) Swimfan
( ) Miracle
(2) Old School
(2) The Notebook
(2) K-Pax
(48) Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
(49) Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers
(50) Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
(2) A Walk to Remember
(1) Boogeyman
(2) Hitch
(50) The Fifth Element
(52) Star Wars Episode I The Phantom Menace
(2) Star Wars Episode II Attack of The Clones
(2) Star Wars Episode III Revenge of The Sith
(53) Star Wars Episode IV A New Hope
(54) Star Wars Episode V The Empire Strikes Back
(55) Star Wars Episode VI Return of The Jedi
(1) Troop Beverly Hills
(1) Swimming with Sharks
(56) Air Force One
(2) For Richer or Poorer
(1) Trainspotting
(1) People Under the Stairs
(1) Blue Velvet
(2) Sound of Music
(57) Parent Trap
(58) Parent Trap Re-make (Lindsay Lohan)
(1) The Burbs
(2) The Terminator
(2) Terminator 2
(1) T-3
(2) Empire Records
(2) SLC Punk
(1) Meet Joe Black
(59) Nightmare Before Christmas
(2) The Silence of the Lambs
(2) Red Dragon
(60) Sleepy Hollow
(1) I Heart Huckabees
(1) 24 Hour Party People
(1) Blood In Blood Out
(61) Neverending Story
(62) Bedazzled
Yep...seen all but 6...I have no life.
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| God damnit. |
[04 Nov 2005|06:04pm] |
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Yea, it's been a while since I updated so what, wanna fight about it?
Jesus fucking Christ, I don't get a fucking break.
Everything in the past little while (I'd say the past month-ish) has sucked horribly. It will continue to suck and there is nothing I can do about it. Lets recap this month shall we?:
-Almost broke up with Lindsay
-Idiot singer in my band fucking around
-Having to move audition for Metalworks to a later date thanks to idiot singer fucking around
-Possibly having to put my dog down
-My nana wanting us to pull the plug on her
-Work fucked me over
-Bad time of the year for me happens in 6 days from now
Yea, this fucking blows. Well, at least I got my Warcraft. Heh heh heh. That's even pissing me off. God damnit I want to cut someones liver out. I haven't the slightest clue what that would accomplish, but I want to.
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| Questionnaire Thing |
[20 Aug 2005|12:35am] |
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Well, apparently I am supposed to put this questionnaire thing here.
) Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.
2) I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3) I'll pick a flavor/color of jello to wrestle with you in. (Maybe.)
4) I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5) I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6) I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7) I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8) If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.
Stolen from Jesse.
Anyways Jesse and Lindsay, here are yours:
1) Jesse
2) Meet the Fockers (we left like 30 minutes through it)
3) Mayonnaise
4) In Soviet Russia, car drives you!
5) You dancing with Ms. Mexico
6) A level 25 Pikachu
7) Why the hell haven't you came to Keswick?
and...
1) Lindsay
2) Star Wars (stupid wookiee noise :) )
3) Yogurt
4) Princess
5) Being all shy at Darren's
6) A cute little puppy awwww
7) Why do you like grabbing my damn nose?
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| Home from the Cottage |
[14 Aug 2005|11:16am] |
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I am officially back from the cottage. It was a fucking blast. We were drunk every night and always doing something every day, not just sitting around. There's too much to really say of what we did so I will make it short. Don't ever get a big fat guy intoxicated, then put makeup on him and point him in the direction of a mirror. He called himself beautiful and started making out with himself for about a half hour. Disturbing yet hilarious. Either way it was a fucking good week. On another note, we got another song done, but this time with a new guy. His names Mike and he's our new lead guitar. Man can this kid fucking play, it makes me look like a cripple playing guitar. We are also thinking of these two names for the band:
"By Demons Be Driven"
"Saint to the Slaughter"
If anyone can come up with better ones, please tell me.
P.S. Apparently I am Lindsay's sex god. That's right biyetches, 1 pwn t3h S3x0Rsz!1!!!1!11one
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH LINDSAY. HAPPY 9 FUCKING MONTHS TODAY!!!
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| Gone to the cottage. |
[07 Aug 2005|05:22pm] |
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Finally leaving for the fucking cottage with Matt, Lindsay, Crbass, Jacob and Chris. I can't wait to get the fuck outta here with my stupid fucking bitch ass mom yelling and throwing shit at me nonstop. Anyways, take care good people of livejournal. May the force be with you.
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[02 Aug 2005|12:15am] |
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You are death metal/grindcore. Your drummer plays
like an octopus, you vocalist sounds like he's
been gargling glass and you write lyrics about
killing people in bizarre and inventive ways
and being rejected from Heaven. To the
unindated, you sound like a big long fart.
What sub-genre of metal (music) are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
HA! That is cool.
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| Gun's don't kill people. The Mexicans do. |
[01 Aug 2005|01:19pm] |
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I just realized I am finally good at something: shooting a gun. Yes, that isn't the greatest thing to be proud about, but I was at my friend Matt's yesterday with Chris and Lindsay and he just bought some BBs for his BB Gun. Seeing as I haven't shot a gun for a long time (I still have my dads old rifles but I can't use them because I need a liscence.) Anyways, I started shooting and it appears I have AMAZING aim. We were doing trick shots. For example, putting pop cans on the other side of the yard in different positions. Two being really close together (centimeters away) and having to hit the third can behind it. Some how I did it a lot of times. Now you can call it luck, but then I kept doing it with every other pop can we put up. Christ, even Matt's dad was in awe at how many times I shot everything. I found my life's purpose...to shoot things. Today we are going back to Matt's. Matt and I are going to have a little competition in shooting. Seeing as he is joining the army, hes going to need some practice. Hopefully our pal _____ comes over and we can take some shots at it.
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| Patrick Moore Plays the Xylophone |
[29 Jul 2005|03:32pm] |
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My mom is a complete idiot. I officially have NO bathroom or living room. For her vacation, she likes to destroy things and make me (who works every single fucking day) remake everything nice. This year she's decided to put wood floors in the living room. So the house reaks of garbage and fucking dirt because the stupid bitch has made me do most of it while she sits on her ass. My brother doing the exact same thing. Now not only does she fuck up the living room, I come home from work to see my shower outside my house. I apparently have to put in an ENTIRE new shower (bath and all) into my fucking bathroom. I'm going to snap. Someone please shoot me or my mom. Whichever doesn't matter to me.
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| Super Nintendo Kicks Ass |
[29 Jul 2005|12:10am] |
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I can't believe how sweet SNES (Super Nintendo Entertainment System) is. It has the coolest fucking games on the planet. Such games include Mega Man X, Turtles in Time, Super Mario RPG, Street Fighter and other great games.
Another thing that comes to my attention of greatness is the Bloodhound Gang. They are fucking sweet as well. Now, to people who know me besides my close friends would think "Lyk OMGz!1!!one U l1k3 t3H Bl00Dh0uNd G4Ng0Rzrs!1?!!question mark. Lyk 0MFgGG D3y d00 d4 U an M3 B4By a1n nuth1n BuTtt M4mM4Lszz!11!1" etc. They are fucking great. That isn't their best song. In fact, that's their worst song. Listen to anything off their One Fierce Beer Coaster album and you will love them, especially if you're into the early 90s rock sound.
I'm tired and I have to work in the morning
I love you Lindsay
goodnight all 5 of my friends on livejournal.
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| Someone's going to die today. |
[26 Jul 2005|08:53am] |
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Well, it's early in the morning and I'm suffering from a bit of a hangover. Last night was a really good night minus the fact that I will probably be getting kicked out of my house today because of my bitch of a mother yelling at me last night for absolutely nothing. She wants to put in new floors so she automatically volunteers me to do almost all of it. So my uncle is coming this morning to show us how to do it. But I had plans to go to Matt's last night and "Watch the Godfather movies" actually meaning getting plastered off my ass. So she started yelling and screaming at me right infront of Lindsay because I won't be home in the morning for 5 minutes of instructions. (Which I am doing perfectly and she still has no fucking idea how). Then I come home this morning, a lot earlier than I said I would be and I got fucking yelled at because I CAME HOME too early. Jesus tapdancing Christ I am going to shoot the woman. So I have to spend my ONLY day off flooring HER house that I get kicked out of almost every other week. Then she has the fucking balls to complain that I'm never at work. I have a part-time job, and I work almost 40 hours a week. You're not even supposed to work that much for a part-time job. It isn't even my decision to work that much it's the fucking assholes at the place. (We were told that at Zehrs, they have the WORST labour out of every Dominion store, and Keswick's Zehrs tops them all.) So I think what I'm going to do is, puke all my alcohol (2 Bottles of Boone's, 2 shots of Absinth, 3 Breezers, 2 Joints, 2 shots of Jack Daniels, 1 Mike's Hard and 1 more Mike's Hard Berry) all over her new wood floors. Then I will kill her.
To whomever is an alcoholic, BUY HILL'S ABSINTH. It is the Holy Grail of alcoholic beverages. It is 70% alcohol, which is 20% away from fucking Moonshine. It's $85 but it is worth it. There is no possible way you could get through a quarter of it by yourself in one night. So it's a long-lasting alcohol. I suggest to anyone to get it. They don't hold it in Keswick though, you have to go to the Newmarket LCBO to get it and they fucking hold it in the back. I also suggest drinking a bit before you drink Absinth. It is the strongest, hardest and hottest drink I have ever witnessed. It burned so fucking much going down I couldn't breathe.
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| Who the fuck gets kicked out and then gets a curfew? |
[18 Jul 2005|08:45am] |
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Well my idiot mom seems to believe being kicked out allows me to have a curfew to how long I can be kicked out. Yesterday after my 10 fucking hour work shift, I went to McDonalds to meet my love Lindsay with Melissa and James. So I get there and we sit down and start eating. I get a call on my cell from my asshole of a mother wondering where I am. It seems that my other asshole of a family member Travis, a stupid, lazy fucking 14 year old didn't bother giving her the message that I was at McDonalds. So she started freaking out and if you listened close enough you could hear every single word she was yelling from all across the McDonalds restaurant. Most of it was "You fucking lying piece of shit! Don't fucking tell me you left a message with him because he would've fucking told me! I can't believe this you god damned liar!" So that pisses me off. So I drop the three of them off at James' house so I could get home to listen to more yelling. Right when I get in the dog pukes. Apparently it becomes my fault so I get kicked out. So I walk back to James' really pissed off and wait for Chris to come get us to go to Matt's. Apparently I was being a total asshole to Melissa and James from doing the same thing I always do but doing it a lot more pissed off. (You would be pissed too if you got kicked out for the dog puking.) So I got in shit for that from Lindsay. Then we head to Matts where I get another call from that fucking dyke saying "You get your fucking ass back here by 12." So now not only are my plans ruined with Lindsay, I have a bloody curfew after getting kicked out. Then not only does that happen, but then Jacob decides to bring another kid into the band, he's a good friend of mine but he PLAYS MY INSTRUMENT! So I ask why the fuck he did that for one, and then why he didn't even ask me if I wanted to switch instruments or anything. Fucking people make me so fucking mad. If one bitchtit pisses me off at work today, someone's going to get a kick in the nuts.
In Flames = 2 Fucking Days.
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| I hate Glass Tiger |
[16 Jul 2005|05:12pm] |
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Theres nothing I hate more than Keswick, Ontario. For those of you who don't know where or what Keswick Ontario is, it is my shithole of a hometown. It has about enough people to fit a movie theater in Toronto. The tallest building is a water tower and it isn't even as big as a normal one either. We also home the drummer of one of the 80's top notch poprock bands, Glass Tiger. Ohh how I hate Glass Tiger. Now I work at a shitty ass store here in Keswick, Zehrs Markets, a fucking grocery store. Probably one of the biggest places in Keswick. Now, onto why I hate Glass Tiger. Two days ago, a day I was very sick and my fucking bitch of a boss makes me come in anyways, I'm pushing karts outside in this fucking 35 degree weather. Now, I don't mind pushing karts because I'm by myself and not being interrupted by idiot customers, but when people like faggot from Glass Tiger come and block my way with his jeep. So not only does he block my way, he makes shitty music. Not to mention the asshole didn't want to record my band because we're "too metal". So I was pissed off and yelled "Hey Glass Tiger! You're not cool anymore so get outta my way." Now, I know I should've got into trouble for a remark like that, but since he knew me from when we were supposed to record with him and he turned us down because of his bible thumping faggoty pop rock liking, he didn't say anything. I hate Keswick and I hate Glass Tiger.
By the way In Flames in 4 god damn days
I love you to fucking death Lindsay, happy 8 months hun :)
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[04 Jul 2005|11:55am] |
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Heh, that is a very very accurate test. I am VERY paranoid of people and everything. I am also schizophrenic if no one knew that already. God damn I am fucked up.
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[03 Jul 2005|09:34am] |
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It appears I haven't updated this shit in quite a while. Not that there is anything wonderful to report about my boring excuse of a life. Let's see...
I have lost all faith in the school system. Word of advice to whomever decides to go to Keswick High School (I have 4 friends on this livejournal thing, so Lindsay, Val, Jesse and Heather listen up.) DO NOT GO TO KESWICK HIGH SCHOOL. They fuck you over. They fucked me over. I can't graduate because of their stupidity. I am missing .5 OF A FUCKING CREDIT because of them. Yes, I admit I failed the class, but only because the teacher didn't mark anyones final projects. And if I failed it, wouldn't you think they would put it in my course schedule for the next 2 YEARS!?!? But no, they didn't give me that class at all since Grade 10. No Summer School for it, no after school classes. My final resort was ILC's (Independent Learning Centre) which is a course you do at home. But wouldn't yea know, they gave me the course way too late to even hand in at the end of the year. That means that I get to miss graduating with all of my friends and now I have to go back to fucking school for another semester. What pisses me off even more though is that they actually gave me my commencement tickets for my family to see me graduate. They let me think I was actually graduating. Then I get a phone call from our lovely Mr. Myers:
Myer: "Hello this is Mr. Myer's calling from Keswick High School, is this Tyler?"
Tyler: "Uhh...yes, this is Tyler."
Myer: "Hi Tyler, we had a little mishap at the office this morning, we're going to need your tickets back."
Tyler: "What? What for?"
Myer: "You're not graduating this year. We need those tickets back now, so get here and give them back to us." -phone hangs up-
Right after hearing that bullshit, I get informed that I can't go to afterprom with my friends to Matt's cottage. Makes me a little more upset about it because they come home and brag about everything right infront of me. Then that night they were all going to commencement as well. Apparently they had to brag about that in my face as well. My other friends were heading up to a chalet for their afterprom right after commencement. Well, I wasn't invited to go with them, but they find it nice that they can come here and take my movies with them but not ask me to come along. Yea its $300 to go, but I have it from my vacation pay and would've loved to go but no, they just want my movies and leave. God damnit I hate people.
Yesterday we helped Torii and his family move into their new Condo in Mississauga. It is pretty fucking nice. Torii isn't living with them though because he's living with Rachel here in Keswick. But I love their place, very beautiful spot with an awesome view. Pool in the place as well. Since it is so damn close to Square One, we decided to go there. Funny, my card says "Insufficient Funds" yet I KNOW I have about $150 there. So we go to an ATM, get a slip saying how much I have. It says I have $150. So why the fuck is no store accepting my fucking card? I have no idea what it is. But PC Financial is going to get their ass kicked when I go in today and yell at them for screwing me over again.
Altogether my "vacation" week I did practically nothing but hang out with my lovely girlfriend Lindsay. I didn't mind it at all, minus the fact we did absolutely nothing all week but sit around. I love you Lindsay, thanks so much for trying to make me feel better.
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| Happy Fathers Day... |
[19 Jun 2005|12:21am] |
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Todays not a good day... I fucking miss the guy. If one person pisses me off at work today someones going to be shot.
Happy fathers day dude..
Walter Steven Boyco
(August 3, 1950 - November 10, 2001)
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[19 Jun 2005|12:06am] |
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Wednesday June 8th, 2005 at 4:36am I wake up with a killer pain in my chest.
I haven't been to sleep since...
All I want to do is sleep. There is so much going on in my head right now that I can't even think of sleeping. I work way to fucking much and I had to do all of my shit for school. I only have one more exam left and even that is my fucking Special Ed. Math class. So I should be stress free but I'm not. Like fuck, I don't even do anything but work and sit at home, why the fuck can't I sleep? 11 fucking days of being up and everything is starting to become weirder. I started noticing and hearing things on the 11th. It was really kind've odd but I keep hearing shit. This kinda sounds like it should be coming out of Silent Hill or something (if my life were like that, that'd be amazing) But I'm too fucking tired to enjoy any of this weird shit going on.
I just want to fucking sleep..
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| Everything will Die: Day 2 |
[05 Jun 2005|10:22am] |
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Going to sleep wasn't a good idea. I wake up at 9:30 this morning to a chair being thrown at me by my fucking mother. Apparently because I "slept-in" and work 30 hours less than she does, it means that I'm a bad person and I shouldn't be living here. I don't think she gets the "Part-Time" of my work to her "Full-Time" where she's supposed to work every day. But what have I been doing? Every day for the past 3 weeks I have been at work and just to be a bitch like she usually is, she wants to try and rub it in my face that everyone should feel sorry for that sack of shit, when all she does is harrass and throw stuff at me. Then decides to start hitting me because she pronounced a word wrong and I told her what it was. I can't take this anymore. I'm going to do something, I just don't know what. I'm going fucking nuts. Someone give me a rifle, I can't find the ammo to mine.
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