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12/27/2005 Yet more practical lyrics from Tony Flow*...I'm sure that this needs to be said to my friends, to help them get through depression or inadquecy issues or something like that. Those who are my friends know it, and this song applies to you.
My Friends
My friends are so depressed
I feel the question Of your loneliness Confide... 'cause I'll be on your side You know I will, you know I will Ex-Girlfriend called me up
Alone and desperate On the prison phone They want... to give her 7 years For being sad I love all of you
Hurt by the cold So hard and lonely too When you don't know yourself My friends are so distressed
And standing on The brink of emptiness No words... I know of to express This emptiness I love all of you
Hurt by the cold So hard and lonely too When you don't know yourself Imagine me taught by tragedy
Release is peace I heard a little girl
And what she said Was something beautiful To give... your love No matter what And what she said... I love all of you
Hurt by the cold So hard and lonely too When you don't know yourself *Tony flow is, in fact, Anthony Kiedis, lead singer of the Red Hot Chili Peppers. When the band first formed, it was called 'Tony Flow and the Miraculously Majestic Masters of Mayhem'. Oh, and Brady, I knew this BEFORE I read 'Scar Tissue'. For all others who are not my friends, FUCK YOU! (Hehe, I still got it!) Oh, and if anyone can tell me how to rig it so I can put that song on this here space, let me know. 12/24/2005 SOMEDAY, SOMEDAY, Someday...And now... Sir Psycho Sexy, everyone's favourite Sarcastic Mr Know-it-all.
Well, it's XDMas eve and I'm so freaking bored. Not alot has been happening. This is the peril of no social life and no money. I'm having a barbeque tomorrow, which Brady should be over for. I'd've (I would have) invited more bitches, but I know none that are interesting enough. I figure I should also call my dad today, seeing that it IS his birthday.
The beginning of January will see me finishing the 4 week fitness conditioning program that will bring me up to scratch for the army. Or, at least, the reserves. Why not get paid to shoot things learn military stuff, eh? My family is worried that I may get killed, but fuck, it's far more dangerous to be a taxi driver than a soldier in the Australian army... It's far more dangerous to be a damn TRAIN PASSENGER than in the Australian army. But hell, it'd be sweet if the Indo's wanted to pick a fight. Killing people would probably release some anger, making me a more stable person.
Amelie is on tonight, and I wanna see it. Many people (the GAY people) don't like foriegn movies, but hell, with Hollywood churning out such homoerotic epics as 'You Got Served' and 'The sequel to the sequel to the remake of the sequel to that other fucking movie from the 60's, which was raped by a modern twist on the storyline', foreign films have much to offer. Examples of these are 'Hero' and 'Downfall'. 'Downfall' especially.
Well that's about it. Not as much rage as some of my other entries, but hey, fuck you! Also, Paddy, in regards to OP's, you're missing one little detail. WHO THE FUCK ASKED YOU?!
Tra, all.
*Edit - I missed 'Amelie', and 'Under The Bridge' came 6th in '100 Greatest Songs Of All Time' on MusicMax. 12/19/2005 At ESC, a 4 and two 7's. At PRSHS a 1 and three 2's.Meh. I suppose a 7 isn't that bad.
Take a look, it's on display, for you.
Frank. 12/18/2005 Music and test resultsSo, I've spent the past three consecutive days over Brady's place. We were MEANT to be recording stuff. We did some, but spent alot of time messing around on Rome and MSN. (A box of Spartan hoplites RULE!)((Tee-hee, box)). Turns out I got a Christmas card from this girl in Melbourne I've never met, The Amazing Kim. It was the most kick-ass card I've ever gotten from anyone in my stupid life. That Kim; she can write very beautifully, very small, and skillfully draw and shade in minute detail (Although, at one point, she made a reindeer look like a moose). So, Brady and I decided to send her a card. Also, we made a song for her, entitled "Pour Le Kim D'Amazing". See Brady's blog for it.
We also recorded a parodic song called 'Lamb Chop', which only Kelly has heard so far (She is also the only one who has heard 'Pour Le Kim D'Amazing'). The real bitch was trying to find a drums program with a) good sounds and b) could SAVE these sounds. We've reworked 'Dani', so that the guitar is now electric, with distortion and wah effects, and we also used bass for it, and have established a drum line. We just need to redo the lyrics. Then she'll be sweet. Also, we must record music for lyrics we've been pumping out like oil from an Indian reservation.
So, how about those OP's, hey?
I'm dreading mine, and reckon I'll get a 17 in all honesty. The over-achiever in our grade will probably get a 13 - that's how dumb my school is! Anyway, this will torture me for a while, since my dog-nuts-nigger-fucking parents will summarise what a failure I am (Where have I heard that before? Oh yeah, MY WHOLE FUCKING LIFE, JEWISH BASTARDS!) and will threaten me with "Get a job and pay me board or get the fuck out!". Well, guess what! I'm not old enough to sign a rental agreement. So shut up or I'll shoot you while you sleep!
And what about those cunts who are gonna be "relieved" to get their OP's. These are the fuckers who will be getting OP 1's and will be on the news, while the QSA fucks the rest of us in the ass like a pre-teen Vietnamese prostitute. So, I implore you all, take a sawed-off shotgun to the faces of these fuckers. Show 'em what the fuck's what.
Well, that's the score and latest rage update for a while. Leave your comments. LEAVE THEM!
I remember who, to surrender to....
Frank. 12/10/2005 Thesis #2Prepare to make gold statues in my likeness, Post-Modernist dogs! (If I weren't white, you may want to have my babies).
Men. Pretty stupid, hey? The main folly of man is just sheer lack of intelligence in two main areas. The first is the inability to see the truth. In other words, to go along with what is not real, to believe it is real, and to be content with this. The second area is the area (of the brain, at least) that makes mother fuckers deal with a situation without punching some cunt out. Civility has been lost with men, and celebrated is the man who has the least reason, and the biggest fists.
Let's deal with area number 1. Men clearly think that they are the stronger sex, and this plays as a disadvantage for those niggers. You see, whilst being played by women, men will feel content and fail to recognise that the wool is being pulled over their eyes.
Relating to that, sex is the only driving force of these primitive pond-scum sucking Jews. If the aforementioned sex is withheld, then, like some kind of serial-raping-locust, the man will move to the next place of relief. This is their main motive behind any action. Shaving, buying a new shirt, even initiating a conversation with a woman. Any of these may be used as a tool for the aqcuisition of sex. This is not even for the survival of the species, but rather just personal pleasure. The very use of contraception and high incidence of single-motherhood in this world can testify to that.
Area number 2, the failure to be able to use diplomacy. You see, to be the biggest and strongest is quite the appeal, not only for sexual purposes (Strength = power = dosh, see Thesis #1), but just for the sadistic pleasure of being able to anihilate another human being, man or woman or child. You see, without the diplomatic prowess to come out on top of any situation, a man will resort to the use of excessive force to resolve his problem. This could include a shove, or beating the other poor fucker over the head with a brick, or putting the cunt's head in a vice until his eyeballs pop out and his face EXPLODES! The simple reward of this is when other mens' sense of self-preservation kicks in, leaving them to steer clear or stay in fear of said brute.
I know some women will accuse me of being innacurate, failing to address the how men hurt women's feelings. You see, though, 'women's feelings' is an oxymoron. Also, men will disagree with this, not giving SUFFICIENT evidence to disprove my argument, and rather will seek to hurt me, instead. It should also be noted that I am not in fact a human being (in heart and soul), and don't group myself as such. That's how I can churn out both of these Thesises.
Frank. 12/4/2005 Thesis #1Women: A Frank Menesch Experience Thesis (Prepare to be offended, all Postmodernist dogs!)
Ok. I have no proper structure for this thesis, so don't go complaining to me like some Jew if it doesn't seem to be the best one of all time.
Women. What's the fucking dealio? Charles Manson once said that women were slaves without minds. I disagree. Rather than slaves, they are competing masters. Rather than having no minds, they have no hearts. To them, men are untermenschen (Sub-humans). Only there to ensure their physical survival in forms of material and maybe procreation. Women, to women, are seen as pigs, competing with them for their last spot at the trough. Quite happy to destroy competetors' lives, they break down when it happens to them.
Another feature of women is a lack of a sense of reason. They insist on blowing as much as they can, to impress the image of them as victims (and, in this society of litigation and soft cunts, that is a good thing?) in order to make someone else seem evil, and therefore, will convince others to take sides against their enemy.
When it comes to men, women only want them to get them stuff, really. Over thousands of years of evolution, the instinct of passing genes has disappeared, only to be replaced with the instinct of getting as much stuff as possible. Stuff can be said to be material possessions, but it is also image. Women have no capacity to feel love, so when they hang onto a man, they are mostly concerned about how they'll look to everyone else while being with this person. This will support them as the dominant kind in the eyes of others. They also like to keep as many men in the wings as possible as safety nets. When one falls through, there is a backup.
Lastly, women will always gravitate to the men who treat them the worst. This is experience talking. They will go back to men who have treated them wrong before, or even ones who are jerks to them right now. This is still a mystery of ?psychology?, and is yet to be explained.
Alright, that's about as much momentum as my rage can move with. So, feel free to send me bomb threats or whatever. You cunts don't scare me. I have no sense of self preservation. For all you fans, my thesis on Men follows later in the week.
Walk away and taste the pain.
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