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Lenzie

Spitting treason in your hand... I won't hear it.

About Me

About Me!
I'll be keeping a blog at http://b44v21lenz.blogspot.com/ as soon as college starts, frequent it if you please. It will give you a much better idea of what I'm like. I greatly appreciate comments and messages, but you have been warned, don't friend request me without first talking to me via messaging. I will deny the request.

I will be attending UC Santa Cruz next fall and I am VERY excited!

Under construction for the summer :]

My Interests

Current Obsessions:

Shiny Toy Guns

The smell of St. Ive's Apricot Scrub. The one in the white tube (not to be confused with the stuff in the peach tube).

I'd like to meet:

Thrice

Lewis Black

Christian Bale

Daniel Vosovic

Tom Higgenson

Music:

Who I have seen in concert this year:
Mayday Parade

Lovedrug

Boys Night Out

Plain White Ts

Fat Skeleton

Didley Squat

Dead Celebrities

Shiny Toy Guns

And these are the songs I'm obsessed with RIGHT NOW!

And these as well (that weren't able to be added): Should Have Known- Bleed the Dream
Rejection Role- Soilwork
Strangler- Soilwork
System- In Flames
Mistakes We Knew We Were Making- Straylight Run

Movies:

Ned Kelly
Pirates
Fight Club
V for Vendetta. We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I've seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them... but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it... ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love... And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man... A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.
The Machinist
Donnie Darko
Momento
The Shawshank Redemption

Television:

Lost
24
Prison Break
House
Law and Order SVU
Aqua Teen Hunger Force
Family Guy
Project Runway
SNL

Books:

Beowulf
To Kill a Mockingbird
One Hundred Years of Solitude
"Shooting an Elephant"
Here was I, the white man with his gun, standing in front of the unarmed native crowd- semmingly the leading actor of the piece; but in reality I was only an absurd puppet pushed to and fro by the will of those yellow faces behind. I perceived in this moment that when the white man turns tyrant it is his own freedom that he destroys. He becomes a sort of hollow, posing dummy, the conventionalized figure of a sahib. For it is the condition of his rule that he shall spend his life in trying to impress the "natives", and so in every crisis he has got to do what the "natives" expect of him. He wears a mask, and his face grows to fit it. I had got to shoot the elephant. I had committed myself to doing it when I sent for the riffle. A sahib has got to act like a sahib; he has got to appear resolute, to know his own mind and do definite things. To come all that way, rifle in hand, with two thousand people marching at my heels, and then to trail feebly away, having done nothing- no, that was impossible. The crowd would laugh at me. And my whole life, every white man's life in the East, was one long stuggle not to be laughed at. But I did not want to shoot the elephant.

Heroes:

People who can make the normal into something beautiful.
Andy Warhol
Wolf
#25
The world is a beautiful place to be born into if you don’t mind happiness not always being
So very much fun if you don’t mind a touch of hell now and then just when everything is fine because even in heaven they don’t sing all the time
The world is a beautiful place to be born into if you don’t mind some people dying all the time or maybe only starving some of the time which isn’t half so bad if it isn’t you
Oh the world is a beautiful place to be born into if you don’t much mind a few dead minds in the higher places or a bomb or two now and then in your upturned faces or other such improprieties as our Name Brand society is prey to with its men of distinction
and its men of extinction
and its priests
and other patrolmen
and its various segregations
and congressional investigations
and other constipations that our fool flesh is heir to
Yes the world is the best place of all for a lot of such things as making the fun scene
and making the love scene
and making the sad scene
and singing low songs and having inspirations
and walking around looking at everything
and smelling flowers
and goosing statues
and even thinking
and kissing people
and making babies
and wearing pants
and waving hats
and dancing
and going swimming in rivers
on picnics in the middle of the summer
and just generally ‘living it up’
Yes
but then right in the middle of it comes the smiling mortician
-Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Carah Faye

My Blog

Graduation

Today I officially checked out of Rio. I picked up my cap and gown, returned to drop off teacher gifts, and that's it. That's the end of high school. I feel so off right now. I'm so excited about coll...
Posted by Lenzie.:. on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 08:55:00 PST

Plain White T's Concert

It was amazing. The best concert I've ever been to. Mayday Parade, Lovedrug, and Boys Night Out opened for them Highlights of the concert: We met Lovedrug! and the biggy are you ready the lead singer...
Posted by Lenzie.:. on Wed, 21 Mar 2007 04:18:00 PST