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Garrett- snoogans

Don't Let The Scene Change Who You Are

About Me

Hey I'm Garrett. I'm 18 and live in Culver City, Los Angeles where I attend the Art Institute of California- Los Angeles blablabla. I'm Itallian/Japanese (not white). I draw, write, photograph, play music, dance?, fart and love to have a good time. I don't have a band at the moment but if you're down and live in LA then let's do it. I'm an asshole to my friends and even more of an asshole to people who aren't my friends.You're cute let's hang out.

My Interests

My interests are: playing music, drawing, painting, and writing.

I'd like to meet:

GLASSJAW. my true love.

Music:

the list would be to long to list all my musical influences. i like hardcore, Metal, Hip-hop, jazz, etc.

Movies:

my taste in movies has changed in the last year. I love good writing, not senseless shoot'em up movies with a shitty plot. You know like art but in film. but not quite la de da "oh my god it's so deep I don't understand it" kind of stuff....just good story. I enjoy movies like Brick, Good Fellas, The Count of Monte Cristo and such.

Television:

OZ

Books:

I read what peaks my interests or if someone who knows writing recomends it. otherwise, I write my own stuff. maybe I'll blog it. Squirtle Squad Bitches

Heroes:

My hero is Jesus Christ for dying for my sins. God bless him.

My Blog

A Misconception In A Misguided World.

A memory. memories actually. Every night I am alone in my room, pondering i guess every key event in my life. i wonder what i could have done to change it for the better and then i think of the consi...
Posted by Garrett- snoogans on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 10:03:00 PST

Who The Hell Writes Blogs Nowadays???

After tonight, Saturday, April 14th, the night of the comeback kid show, life as i know it will never be the same for me. I have been told information that is life changing in my perspective. Now, not...
Posted by Garrett- snoogans on Sun, 15 Apr 2007 12:07:00 PST

Tough Love

  I realized what it takes for someone to get mad and what extreme people go through but I never thought about loved ones. If you think about two people hating each other, it usually takes a...
Posted by Garrett- snoogans on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 11:48:00 PST

She got taken away

Why is it that every daySomething of mine is taken away?Seems like I can't keep love.Like my life is a game to the ones above.The people I know, the lessons I learned,Came to me as fast as they turned...
Posted by Garrett- snoogans on Thu, 23 Feb 2006 08:21:00 PST

We Are All Soldiers part V (finale)

You could have had a home. You could be there now. In a little white house. On a quiet sunny street. Nobody firing missiles at you. Knowing who your friends are-- With the one you love. The one who l...
Posted by Garrett- snoogans on Wed, 08 Feb 2006 09:35:00 PST

We Are All Soldiers part IV

Land mines outlast wars-- --Aren't disarmed by treaties. Cluster bombs fall without detonating-- But explode at a touch. Any touch. Focus, soldier. You can only fight one battle at a time-- And your ...
Posted by Garrett- snoogans on Wed, 08 Feb 2006 09:20:00 PST

We Are All Soldiers part III

Don't let the enemy choose the battlefield. Or the time of engagement. Don't let the enemy anticipate the strength or direction of your attack. Don't let the enemy see you coming. Strike without warni...
Posted by Garrett- snoogans on Wed, 08 Feb 2006 09:06:00 PST

We Are All Soldiers part II

This time-- This time-- let it not be-- Too late. Is this the face of your Great Satan? Is this your offering to your God? Your worship? Your prayer? Butchers-- Tell the children this is a holy war. ...
Posted by Garrett- snoogans on Wed, 08 Feb 2006 08:46:00 PST

We Are All Soldiers

It Doesn't matter where you thought you were going today. You're part of the bomb now. And somewhere in this world-- A handful of men with famished eyes sit around a radio-- Or a telephone. Twenty mi...
Posted by Garrett- snoogans on Wed, 08 Feb 2006 08:20:00 PST

You Know The Song The Zombies Sing

"I need to stop writing this emo shit" They say they're your friend.But are they really there?While your life is in turmoil they stand there on the side.You Cry.They laugh.You choke.They Breath.I know...
Posted by Garrett- snoogans on Mon, 19 Dec 2005 11:27:00 PST