I feel like punching my professor in the face and burning down the school. 

Live for nothing or die for something!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RIP JDJIVE

Long live xoxo and jdunderground

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Time, all this free time has made me think about the past. Just about everyday for the past month Ive been thinking about my childhood.   Recently Ive been reminiscing about skating.  Yub, skating as in rollerblading.  Im talking about skating back in 1995, were everybody wore ultra-wide jnocs, visors, and chain wallets.  Contrast to today, wearing tight pants and pink shirt meant that you were most likely a rampant homosexual with a lusting for hard dick.  (tight pants makes them bulges even more obvious). 

Yub, a time when skateboarding was dominated mostly by white kids and rolling was dominated by asians.  Yub, lacing a waxed ledge or down a rail.  Soyale and royales.  Times great back then.

And then there was the music, pearl jam, KoRn and the dancehall music that would later evolve into trance.  Goodtimes

Time is money, but only if money were time. Memories is all that we have.  dreaming of the past? Worrying about future, while disregarding the present. 

Unity

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shitzzz that i have to read in the middle.