Davio's Den.

HARR!!

hah! look at this. its pretty apt.

i'd say its a good psychological profile of me.

edwin sent me some funny links:

Vash the stampede says:
http://media.ebaumsworld.com/techtv.wmv
Vash the stampede says:
http://media.ebaumsworld.com/matrixpong.wmv
Vash the stampede says:
http://media.ebaumsworld.com/shock.mpg

yeah i'm retarded. who knew? whatever. i stole some chips from john tonight. think he'll notice? if so; what do you think he'll do about it? he doesnt know who did it if he did notice. [he has a note that says 'this shelf is for me. do not touch the food and/or cutlery. get your own.] its pretty much just because of this stupid note that i ate his stupid chips. i mean; they were regular..... eeeewwwwww.

i'm retarded.

i'm sad.

i'm mad.

Am I retarded? wtf? do i trust people too easily? why is everyone telling me different things? why is social life so fucked up? why are we humans so fucked up?

wierd. everyone is sending me conflicting messages. don't do this, don't believe that, this is true, you're an idiot, can't you see whats going on in front of your nose? yah. this is stupid. retarded. just ignore this idiodic post.

When I was born, they looked at me and said
what a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy.
And when you were born, they looked at you and said,
what a good girl, what a what a smart girl, what a pretty girl.

We've got these chains that hang around our necks,
people want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath.
Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same,
when temptation calls, we just look away.

[Chorus]
This name is the hairshirt I wear,
and this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair.
This song is the cross that I bear,
bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me,
be with me tonight,
I know that it isn't right, but be with me tonight.

I go to school, I write exams,
if I pass, if I fail, if I drop out,
does anyone give a damn?
And if they do, they'll soon forget 'cause it won't take much for me
to show my life ain't over yet.
I wake up scared, I wake up strange.
I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever going to change.
I wake up scared, I wake up strange
and everything around me stays the same.

[Chorus]

I couldn't tell you that I was wrong,
chickened out, grabbed a pen and paper, sat down and I wrote this song.
I couldn't tell you that you were right,
so instead I looked in the mirror,
watched TV, laid away all night.

We've got these chains, hang 'round our necks,
people want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath.
Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same when temptation calls ...

[Chorus]

When I was born, they looked at me and said;
What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy.
And when you were born, they looked at you and said;
what a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl, hey