Hey it's Jom!

It's 9:34, I'm going to sleep? WTF

I have homework, but it can wait for the 6 minutes before class.

well its 2:30, my homework is done, im going sleeping.

night

Hey Jom!

*h5 to Tim

Night Tim and Butler.

:lol:

Another sick local band:

[url]http://www.myspace.com/pxpyre[/url]

CRAP it's being edited...oh well...check later.

-Gav

I still need to read one more chapter of To Kill A Mocking Bird. I will read it before I go to sleep and I think I might read ahead a couple of chapters.

If anyone knows some girls who are nice and non whorey, please call me. I am yet to meet one.

[size=7]JOOOOM![/size]

What's up, man?

Sorry my story depressed you...hey, I wanted you guys at the beginning. :p

-Gav

[QUOTE=I0Play0Bass]:lol:

Another sick local band:

[url]http://www.myspace.com/pxpyre[/url]

CRAP it's being edited...oh well...check later.

-Gav[/QUOTE]
Myspace boo!

I can't look at it :(

Andy: that band is awesome! Do they have any Eps or full lengths or anything?

[QUOTE=Excursions]If anyone knows some girls who are nice and non whorey, please call me. I am yet to meet one.[/QUOTE]

Rissa just left...and she's non whorey at least. :p

jay kay riss el oh el

-Gav

[QUOTE=Excursions]If anyone knows some girls who are nice and non whorey, please call me. I am yet to meet one.[/QUOTE]

My girlfriend, but she's taken.:rolleyes:

[QUOTE=Excursions]If anyone knows some girls who are nice and non whorey, please call me. I am yet to meet one.[/QUOTE]
/calls you

[QUOTE=Fire Whispers]Myspace boo!

I can't look at it :(

Andy: that band is awesome! Do they have any Eps or full lengths or anything?[/QUOTE]
yeah.

hit me up on AIM and ill send it to you

[QUOTE=Pazz]My girlfriend, but she's taken.:rolleyes:[/QUOTE]

You say that now, I was the same. But boy oh boy how was I wrong.

I know quite a few Adam. Cute ones too.

[QUOTE=Excursions]You say that now, I was the same. But boy oh boy how was I wrong.[/QUOTE]
That doesn't mean anything man.

I'm not on great terms with my ex, but she was nice and she isn't a whore. Flirty but she is loyal.

i know quite a number of girls who are super nice and not whorey

Dudes, I just blank posted in bass. I feel so cool now. :cool:

/loser

[QUOTE=AZNGuitaristDude101]Dudes, I just blank posted in bass. I feel so cool now. :cool:

/loser[/QUOTE]
[URL= its not that hard to blank post] [/URL]

I know, but it's impossible except in Media and Bass. At least I haven't figured out how in others yet. Editing won't work anymore...:mad:

[QUOTE=CommieCanada][URL= its not that hard to blank post] [/URL][/QUOTE]

OMG, that's amazing.

I guess I should move to America then.

I suck...I can't do it. wtf.

Why Adam?

[QUOTE=Excursions]I guess I should move to America then.[/QUOTE]
its all about Texas ladies

[QUOTE=I0Play0Bass]Eh, girls always call each other whores. I've learned that girls are, for the most part, complete idiots, as are guys...[/QUOTE]QOTD[QUOTE=Kifisa2006noob][url]http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/1125/d31a224f147c5033cbad63e2ead893.gif[/url][/QUOTE]POTD[QUOTE=I0Play0Bass]OK guys...I'm warning you: I've had girls literally cry after I tell them this story, OK? So...please...don't complain if you cry. :lol:

Here goes nothing...I'll type in sections so we can discuss it, I guess...ready?

Two years ago, I went to Disney with my then best friend Conor. While there, we went to Universal Studios (I dunno why I keep saying Disney) and were walking. I was wearing a Saetia shirt and while I was walking I heard a girl behind me say, "Hey, nice shirt."

I turned around and saw her...there she was, standing there. I swear she looked like an angel. Everything slowed down and it was just us...just me and her. We just sorta stood there looking at each other stupidly for a few seconds before my mind kicked back in and was like "SAY SOMETHING, MORON!" So I started to stutter..."Um....blah...uhhh...I'm uh...."

She giggled and walked away.

Conor looked at me and was like, "Dude...you're an idiot. That girl totally wanted you and she's so hot. What's wrong with you?"

I shook it off and we kept walking.

Now, here's whats weird; there were two lines for every ride that day, one at the opposite endsof the attraction.

Wouldn't you know it; fate worked it out so we sat next to each other on every single ride. We sorta screwed around, like kept falling on each other on Back to the Future and stuff (on purpose of course) and I tried to impress her on Men in Black by shooting as many aliens and screwing around with Conor as much as I could.

Finally, after about the 5th ride, she was walking away and I had to say something...I shouted, "You're hot!" when she was about 50 feet away (all I could think of) and she turned around and was like "*giggle* What?"

I talked to her and we decided to hang out. Her name was Brittany and she said she was from Stamford, Connecticut (about half an hour from NYC, for those keeping score at home...who's actually reading this? :p)...I'm from Boston, by the way (Saugus, about 15 minutes north).

So me, Conor, Brittany, and Laura (Britt's little sister...13 years old I think) hung out that day. I took them out to lunch and stuff and Britt and I talked about music, style, life...anything, really. We really connected. It was the weirdest thing ever; I've never connected with someone like that.

After hanging out all day, she had to go catch her cruise ship. We traded screen names and I thought this was gonna be really strange and really good...I hugged her goodbye and watched her walk away, not thinking anything of it, really...I almost forgot about her for the rest of vacation, actually, because we met some other girls and some other stuff happened.

As soon as I got home, though, Britt IMed me and we started talking...a lot. We even traded phone numbers and texted each other all the time. We'd text each other in class and have full text conversations...it was really awesome. She'd text me while I was in history, like, "Gav, who wrote catcher in the rye?" and like "Hey, i'm bored in math...what're you doing?" We'd talk about everything, really, and eventually we started to call each other a lot. We'd talk on the phone for hours and hours and hours, as lame as that sounds.

Eventually, by about October, I realized I fell for this girl...hard, and she told me she'd fallen for me, too. There was no other way to describe it; we liked each other and it was only growing by the day, but we were too far away to really do anything about it.

Anyway, 'round about Thanksgiving time, Britt called me at 4 am; apparently she loved me and I realized I felt the same way for her...there really was no other way to explain it: we loved each other.

[SIZE=7]LAME![/size]

More coming...

-Gav[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=I0Play0Bass]So yeah...we were in love and all that jazz.

We talked more and more; we always called each other and stuff. Everyone up here knew her and everyone down there knew me. We were basically dating but not really because we weren’t “together.”

We talked more and more and more and we were really really falling for each other…I told her everything, she told me everything, etc. We really were in love. There’s no other explanation.

Randomly, though, she stopped calling me. It was weird. She didn’t answer her phone, or respond to my IMs, text me back, etc….all I got was one IM from her saying “I can’t talk to you anymore.” Needless to say I was heartbroken and figured the distance had finally gotten to her, so I sunk into depression…hard. I didn’t know what to do. I told Brittany about all my problems and stuff and she was always there for me, promising me we’d be together one day and that it would all be OK.

So, after about a month of being depressed and wondering what the hell happened, I got a phone call from Britt at about 4 am…she was bawling her eyes out and crying. Apparently she met this kid Danny…Daniel Cheung…who decided he wanted her…he began beating and raping her and said if she ever talked to me again he’d hurt me and do all this horrible stuff to her. I guess before she called Danny just brutally raped and beat her…I’ve never been so angry in my life.

I left my house and walked to the train station…I got into Boston via cab (local train station was closed) and was going to get on the Silver Line to take the first train to Stamford, but the cops noticed a 16 year old kid standing there all alone about 4 in the morning. They asked what I was doing and said it was an emergency. They asked if my parents knew I was there and I lied and said yeah. Long story short they carried me, kicking, biting, clawing, and screaming, to the cruiser and brought me home…I was rip****.

So I called Britt and tried to console her. I mean, there really isn’t much I can do in that situation, really. We kept talking and I promised her it would be OK.

Eventually, she told me she was sorry and still loved me and I still loved her, too, so we were almost back to normal; constantly talking to each other, text messages, IMs, you name it we did it. We were inseparable again but this time, it was slightly different. She would tell me all the horrible things Danny would do to her, including the beats and the rapes (too brutal to describe and I don’t think I could without punching a hole in the nearest wall). She was too scared to tell the cops because she didn’t want him doing anything to me since he supposedly knew where I lived (which I still think is BS to this day, but whatever).

Again, through, randomly, about late February, Britt stopped talking to me again. She called me and just said she didn’t feel the same way about me anymore and was starting to care for Danny more and more…

…whoa whoa whoa…what? You are about a guy that beats you, rapes you, humiliates you, etc? What the hell?

She also told me she turned from the normal booze/weed to actual hard drugs, like coke, heroine, E, etc….apparently they were originally her escape from Danny but now she used them in conjunction with Danny and she got a total new buzz when having sex with Danny. She went into graphic detail, telling me she loved the buzz he gave her and it was a whole change from my sensitivity and lack of physical activity (I’m 184 miles away, what the hell could I do?)

So yeah…basically, Britt told me to never call or talk to her again. I asked, “Is this what you really want? I’ll force a smile and walk away from this phone call with my teeth grinding if that’s what you want, Brittany.”

She didn’t say another word. I heard the phone click and dropped to my knees sobbing.

I hit depression again, except this time it was twice as hard. I didn’t know where to turn. I turned to Brittany when I had a problem and she helped me through with her promises of “I love you” and “we’ll be together.” I tried killing myself, but it just so happened my best friends Alex and Jim stopped by my house and found me in the bathtub. I’d seriously be dead today if it weren’t for them and I’m forever grateful. I’m totally clean now, though…it was scary. I don’t know what I was thinking. I guess that just shows how ****ed up I am.

Anyway, it was about late March when Britt randomly called me. She was crying and told me she was wicked sorry and didn’t mean what happened. She was too addicted to drugs to think clearly and told me she really did love me and not Danny…I was elated and came out of my depression almost immediately, although something still didn’t feel right…

We were talking on the phone a few nights later and the conversation went something like this (B= Brittany and G = Gavin, incase you didn’t figure it out):

B: “So Gav, who’re you taking to your prom?”
G: “Eh, I’m not going…I don’t like any girls up here at all.”
B: “Aw, well, remember when you promised you’d take me? *giggle*”
G: “Heh, yeah…we were young and stupid then, huh?”
B: “No, you promised, Gav…come on…we’ll have so much fun.”
G: “Really? You really want to go with me?”
B: “Duh! We’ll have a blast…I love you.”

After about 2 weeks of begging our parents, they agreed to let Britt come here from May 6, 2005 to May 8, 2005. It was a dream. Finally, after a year of waiting, talking, dreaming, hoping, and promising, Britt and I could finally do all the things we wanted to do. We could cuddle under the stars on the beach. We could sneak in Eskimo kisses while our friends weren’t looking. We could hold hands and just…talk. Most importantly, we could be the one thing we’ve been dreaming about since we met each other: together.

I had no idea what was ahead of me…:(

More coming!

-Gav[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=AZNGuitaristDude101][url=wtf, this didn't work before...]ddd[/url][/QUOTE]
pwnd

[URL= P.S. I rule] [/url]

[QUOTE=I0Play0Bass]After weeks of talking and hoping, and even fearing a little bit, May 6 finally arrived. Britt promised we’d basically be a couple for that one weekend and we could kiss and all that stuff, just like we always wanted to…

I remember driving to the train station. I was trembling. I mean…come on…put yourself in my shoes. :p

So I go to the train station and see her…immediately something was wrong. She wasn’t the same girl. She looked the same, but her eyes were empty…they didn’t have the same gleam I was captivated by that warm April day. I knew from the start this was a mistake…

It was that weekend I realized how mortal I really was.

So we had a big hug and stuff and Britt then pushed away and said, “Look, Gav…I’m dating Danny and stuff…so…I really don’t want to ‘be a couple’ like we said we would…you understand, right?”

”Yeah…..no yeah that’s fine…of course I do.”

I wished someone would kill me right then and there.

I got her bags, put them in my car, and took her home. We were talking, but it wasn’t the same…all she talked about was Danny; their favorite positions, kinkiest things they’ve done, his hair, his eyes…everything. I didn’t want to hear it. It was like laying down tied to a table and letting her beat the ever loving crap out of me (horrible analogy but you get the idea).

Finally, it came time to go to prom…we got ready and went. On the ride we listened to the mix I made…basically, it was “our” songs…songs about lyrics that reminded us of each other and stuff like that.

We got to the prom and everyone was like “Whoa, it’s Gav and Britt! He wasn’t kidding!” etc….everyone basically knew how important this was to me.

The whole night Britt and I talked about her and Danny…well…it was mostly her talking. “Danny’s so perfect…he’s my foofbear. I love him!” I wanted someone to stab me in the temples. I was heartbroken. This was not the Brittany I fell in love with.

Finally, after prom ended, that’s when we were supposed to go to the beach and cuddle under the stars and stuff. Britt called Danny and Danny said he wanted to talk to me.

”If you touch her I swear to God I will ****ing kill you…do you understand?”

”Yeah…whatever. I told her I wouldn’t. You’re her boyfriend and I respect that. I just want her here with me, man, I don’t want sex.”

”Remember: I will ****ing kill you.”

We went to my friend Pete’s house after prom and…well…Britt got a few drinks in her. I went downstairs for a second because my friend Liz noticed something was wrong so I told her what was going on. Liz is like, my best friend that I’ve kind of always had a thing for (that’s another story). She told me it would be OK and to just make the best of it.

I went upstairs and Britt wasn’t there. I asked where she was; Pete took her upstairs to his room.

I haven’t spoken to Pete since. Pete, the kid I grew up with and was my best friend since I was a baby, totally ****ed me over.

I couldn’;t breathe and I almost passed out. If Liz wasn’t there for me, I probably would’ve killed myself or something.

So I wake up the next morning and Britt came downstairs. She was all cheery and acted as if she didn’t just **** my best friend…I couldn’t even look her in the eye.

We left and went to my house. We took showers and stuff and then went out. We went to the mall to go shopping. Long story short, I dropped about $500 on her for clothes, including a few for Danny.

I’m a sucker for a girl who says she loves me.

So yeah…that night we went to some party the next town over.

Brittany again ****ed some other dude. I don’t know his name nor do I care to know, really.

Sunday morning I woke up and showered and stuff. I took Britt out to breakfast before her train came. She talked the whole time about how Pete and that kid were “good” in bed…I kept hoping I would choke to death on my eggs. Maybe then she’d pity me and spare me.

So yeah, fast forward; We were at the Silver Line (Silver Line…silver screen…anyone else see the parallel for “our last scene,” eh? Eh?) and her train was there, going to depart in about 5 minutes. I was carrying her bags and she showed the conductor guy her ticket. She walked by and the conductor wouldn’t let me on without a ticket. We argued for a few minutes before finally I just shoved him out of the way and walked onto the train with Britt’s stuff.

I got Brittany all situated and then we went outside the train. The train was about to leave and Britt looked at me.

“Gav, I had a really great time…thank you soooo much!”

“Yeah…yeah no problem.”

She gave me a tight hug that seemed to last forever. Finally, I pushed her away. She looked at me with a puzzled look. I took a deep breath and it took me all my strength to say this:

”Brittany…I love you.”

She gave me a playful look and said, “Awww…Gav…”

She then puckered her lips jokingly for a kiss…who was I to say no? I gave her a quick peck on the lips. She then danced away on the train and waved at me through the window. She pulled her out phone and called someone…I assume it was Danny.

The train left and I stood standing there for a good 5 minutes before I just collapsed to my knees.

I broke down crying…I had nothing to hold back. I wasn’t ashamed because I couldn’t think. All I could feel was this horrible horrible horrible emptiness in my chest. Generic? Maybe, but that’s the only reason I can explain it…

So yeah…that’s my story. She still calls me at times. I don’t answer. She leaves voicemails saying “Gav I miss you! I’m sorry. I love you, I promise. Please call me!” I never do. She sent me a text message the other day, saying she had a dream about me…and prom…I haven’t asked what it was about. I had to change my screen name twice because she somehow found my screen names.

So yeah…that’s it. Take it or leave it, I guess.

:upset:

-Gav[/QUOTE]Gav, I feel so bad for you. On the brite side, you have a really original and good movie script to write.

[QUOTE=CommieCanada][URL= its not that hard to blank post] [/URL][/QUOTE]
orly?

sh[size=2]it[/size]

I always have the filter...:(

Adam, oic.

Andy: tr00f

[QUOTE=AZNGuitaristDude101]orly?[/QUOTE]
[URL= believe it baby] yesir [/URL]

BTW, [url]www.myspace.com/thesolstice[/url] check out the pics from Mercy and a new live version of "Dorothy" from Mercy.