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william patrick, pisses on ya face

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About Me

What's up, my names Shawn, im a senior at grant highschool.
my aol sn is sk8punk952

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My Interests

i like to play my guitar and hang out with my friends, skate, walk into town for mcdonalds and taco bell

I'd like to meet:

I've already met the most perfect, beautiful girl in the world, and shes all that i need. And nothing will ever change that

Music:

metal:

atreyu, underoath, bullet for my vallentine, avenged sevenfold, as i lay dying, children of bodom, funeral for a friend, system of a down, slipknot, shadows fall, lamb of god, trivium, alove for enemies, from autumn to ashes, pheonix mourning, as blood runs black, waking the cadaver, hawthorne heights, and the blood runs black, all that remains,the agony scene, heaven shall burn, arch enemy, straping young lad, H.I.M., stone sour, rob zombie, slayer, buckethead, canible corpse, cky, disturbed, draggonforce, iron maiden, killswitch engaged, motorhead, metallica, NIN, nirvana, P.O.D., rammstien, tool, august burns red, chiodos, senses fail, mudvayne, dead to fall, haste the day, walls of jericho, angel corpse, bring me the horizen, drop dead gorgeous, zombies ate my neighbors, scary kids scaring kids, norma jean , dead like our love, through the eyes of the dead, animosity, killwhitneydead, see you next tuesday, dance club massacre, from the carnival of horrors, the devil wears prada, hope dies last, an end to flesh, the faceless, the black dahlia murder, pariah, empire, beneath the sky, veil of maya,a life once lost.

punk/rock:

green day, blink 182, rise against, box car racer, red hot chili peppers, anti-flag, breaking benjimen, coheed and cambria, creed, crossfade, the cardigans, flogging molly, less than jake, nickleback, no use for a name, none more black, pearljam, queen, rancid, dio, rush, smile empty soul, sublime, sum 41, taking back sunday, the darkness, afi, the explosion, the offspring, the transplants, turbo negro, thrice, senses fall, bouncing souls, me first and the gimmie gimmies, maxeen, alister, mad caddies, motion city soundtrack, penny wise, the academy is, the all american rejects

Movies:

donnie darko, house of a 1000 corpses, the devils rejects, the hills have eyes, they, the texas chainsaw massecre, the ametyville horror

Television:

inuasha, full metal alchemist, family guy, futurama, south park, chapeles show

Books:


Ten little Indian boys went out to dine
One choked his little self and then there were nine.
Nine little Indian boys sat up very late
One overslept himself and then there were eight.
Eight little Indian boys traveling in Devon
One said he’d stay there and then there were seven.
Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks
One chopped himself in halves and then there were six.
Six little Indian boys playing with a hive
A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.
Five little Indian boys going in for law,
One got in Chancery and then there were four.
Four little Indian boys going out to sea
A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.
Three little Indian boys walking in the Zoo
A big bear hugged one and then there were two.
Two little Indian boys sitting in the sun
On got frizzled up and then there was one.
One little Indian boy left all alone
He went and hanged himself and then there were none.
"and then there were none"
Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poem And he called it "Chops" because that was the name of his dog And that's what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and a gold star And his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts That was the year Father Tracy took all the kids to the zoo And he let them sing on the bus And his little sister was born with tiny toenails and no hair And his mother and father kissed a lot And the girl around the corner sent him a Valentine signed with a row of X's and he had to ask his father what the X's meant And his father always tucked him in bed at night And was always there to do it.Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines he wrote a poem And he called it "Autumn" because that was the name of the season And that's what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and asked him to write more clearly And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because of its new paint And the kids told him that Father Tracy smoked cigars And left butts on the pews And sometimes they would burn holes That was the year his sister got glasses with thick lenses and black frames And the girl around the corner laughed when he asked her to go see Santa Claus And the kids told him why his mother and father kissed a lot And his father never tucked him in bed at night And his father got mad when he cried for him to do it.Once on a paper torn from his notebook he wrote a poem And he called it "Innocence: A Question" because that was the question about his girl And that's what it was all about And his professor gave him an A and a strange steady look And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because he never showed her That was the year that Father Tracy died And he forgot how the end of the Apostle's Creed went And he caught his sister making out on the back porch And his mother and father never kissed or even talked And the girl around the corner wore too much makeup That made him cough when he kissed her but he kissed her anyway because that was the thing to do And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed his father snoring soundlyThat's why on the back of a brown paper bag he tried another poem And he called it "Absolutely Nothing" Because that's what it was really all about And he gave himself an A and a slash on each damned wrist And he hung it on the bathroom door because this time he didn't think he could reach the kitchen
"the perks of being a wallflower"

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my "censored" short stories paper

this is the "censored" version of my story that i wrote for short stories class. aperantly my original would have gotten me sent to a social worker. if anyone wants to read the original, just ask and ...
Posted by william patrick, pisses on ya face on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 07:29:00 PST