| the show |
[Jan. 18th, 2005|05:09 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | tired as shit. | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Middlecoast | ] |
wow. so the show went so well. except for the parts where i..completely forgot lyrics, or sang the wrong verse..or better yet, sang the same verse 4 times. oh well, it was fun as anything and that's what i love doing so, all is good. i hope everyone liked the show. For me, it was really awesome seeing all my friends there who supported MIDDLECOAST. Thanks to all of you, who were singing the songs and just having a good ol' time. if you wish to comment about the show, go for it =)
_Jeffrey
"Are you desperate to find something more, before your life is over?" - SP |
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| NEW SHOW |
[Dec. 29th, 2004|01:11 pm] |
Alrighty everyone...apparently we also have a MIDDLECOAST show, January 8th. This show is actually a Warm-up to the bIg January 15th show. So all is welcome. please come if your one of those band junkies. anyways. GO TO IT!
-Jeff
"seems like you dont know who i am anymore' - me. |
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[Dec. 27th, 2004|10:06 am] |
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| | free stickers will be given out. | ] |
Come see The Faithful Skapetics, Red Tuesday, The Skautopsies, and MIDDLECOAST!!
January 15th (saturday)
@ Grand Slam in Mt. Laurel.
Show starts at 6 pm,
admission is $6.
Hope to see you there!!
comment. |
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| MIDDLECOAST SHOW! |
[Dec. 24th, 2004|06:17 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | MIDDLECOAST SHOW | ] |
| [ | music |
| | COME AND SEE US | ] |
alright everyone...listen up, and listen up well:
MIDDLECOAST show:
...Grand Slam
...January 15th (saturday)
...6-10pm
...The Faithful Skeptics, Red Tuesday, The Skautopsies, and of course MIDDLECOAST.. (whom is closing the show)
...$6 dollars
...Middlecoast stickers WILL be availble for free.
anyone who reads this, comment back if your interested in going.
directions? just go here: http://www.grandslamsj.com/directionsgs.html
-Jeffrey
"I've been thinking about you a lot, and its not stopping" - anonymous |
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| A little poem from Pennsylvania |
[Dec. 19th, 2004|02:15 am] |
I asked my good friend to write me a poem on my past experience, with what I had and do not have anymore. what's said, is done. thank you*
I look to my fingers to write out some wisdom,
I look up above to try and read the Kingdom,
I look all around, in and out, even crawl through to see,
But all I can find is there are no answers for me.
Hesitant at first to admit my feelings inside,
But as time went on, I could no longer hide.
I fell, and fell hard, and had not one regret,
When my heart found love, my mind was set.
You, you were wonderful, too good to be true,
That saying is valid, for I no longer have you.
You came and went, leaving me alone
And now I'm recovering in the place from which I was thrown
I know more now than when first I came,
What I know now is my feelings are not the same.
So mixed up and jumbled; never making sense
The only thing clear is life is no white picket fence.
I miss falling into you, knowing that you're there,
But now I know that's with somebody else you share.
I won't ask questions because silence will follow,
But I just want to know how much longer my heart will be hollow.
-RD |
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| Im feeling rather, intelligent... |
[Dec. 14th, 2004|09:56 pm] |
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| |  amused | ] |
"If a square peg doesn’t fit a round hole, neither the peg nor the hole is to blame. Between two people, the question "whose fault is it?" is the friend of argumentation and the destroyer of growth-oriented communication. Assigning blame involves listening to criticize and responding to defend, speaking to lower the other person rather than speaking to build each up. Relational progress is impossible as long as blame is the focus because blame and progress are enemies. In our litigation-hungry society we must take care that focusing on fault - which is proper for the courtroom - doesn’t carry over into interpersonal relationships. The heart of loving communication is listening to understand."
_Jeffrey |
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| shitty weekend.. |
[Dec. 10th, 2004|03:41 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | super-sad | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Techno, cause im sad. | ] |
great, so im grounded again. first time in 2 weeks and all my plans are ruined, wth everything. no band practice, no going shopping...and godddd, no seeing kati. which sucks more than anything, we haven't even hungout yet, and im so pissed off. pissed off may not be the word, im not mad at her, im mad at myself for acting like this..acting so immature that my fucking grades suck so much, which then results in me not hanging out with..someone i like. - I love it...i go play drums downstairs, im all in a happy/tired mood, getting ready to make plans...then my dad comes home, walks in the house, comes in the kitchen and says, "your grounded this weekend", and shows me the email my teacher sent me. who would like someone like me, someone who just..loves saying hi to people, and hugging people, rather than, loving their grades, and caring about them. if i truly cared about my grades, i wouldn't be so lazy. i just have to..do it. but its so hard, when someone is on your mind, like 24/NINE. and no, its not one of those things where, oh, maybe if you dont like them anymore, they wont be on your mind..your focus will be on grades. no, my focus hasn't been on grades, since the first grade..when i actually WANTED to learn the abc's. after that...addition? psh, hell no.
It's one of those things, you can't control
your feelings, your heart.
every now and then, they come and go..
these days?
they are focused on someone, that makes me want to go to school.
makes me want to go to school, everyday.
Noone can find out what its like, except if your that person
and im telling you how i feel, about everything.
about you
about me
about..us
but when it all comes down, i just want to be happy, and with that..
comes a smile from someone new, someone that is special..
and someone, that smiles at that person
with a thousand different thoughts going through his head.
a thousand different thoughts
all positive
all about her.
_Jeffrey
"it isn't too hard to see, we're in heaven"..- dj sammy
comment?
<3 you* |
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| Mitch Hedberg is in town.. |
[Nov. 25th, 2004|11:58 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | awesome. | ] |
| [ | music |
| | the darkness | ] |
I bought a doughnut and they gave me a receipt for the doughtnut... I don't need a receipt for the doughnut. I give you money and you give me the doughnut, end of transaction. We don't need to bring ink and paper into this. I can't imagine a scenario that I would have to prove that I bought a doughnut. To some skeptical friend, Don't even act like I didn't buy a doughnut, I've got the documentation right here... It's in my file at home. ...Under "D".
It's very dangerous to wave to people you don't know because what if they don't have hands? They'll think you're cocky.
I wrote a letter to my dad - I wrote, "I really enjoy being here," but I accidentally wrote rarely instead of really. But I still wanted to use it so i crossed it out and wrote, "I rarely drive steamboats, dad - there's a lot of shit you don't know about me. Quit trying to act like I'm a steamboat operator." This letter took a harsh turn right away...
I was at this casino minding my own business, and this guy came up to me and said, "You're gonna have to move, you're blocking a fire exit." As though if there was a fire, I wasn't gonna run. If you're flammible and have legs, you are never blocking a fire exit.
I like cinnimon rolls, but I don't always have time to make a pan. That's why I wish they would sell cinnimon roll incense. After all I'd rather light a stick and have my roommate wake up with false hopes.
My friend said to me, "You know what I like? Mashed potatoes." I was like, "Dude, you have to give me time to guess. If you're going to quiz me you have to insert a pause."
An escalator can never break. It can only become stairs. You would never see an "Escalator Temporarily Out Of Order" sign, just "Escalator Temporarily Stairs. Sorry for the convenience."
I think foosball is a combination of soccer and shishkabobs.
I had a bag of fritos, they were texas grilled fritos. These fritos had grill marks on them. They remind me of something, when we used to fire up the barbeque and throw down some fritos. I can still see my dad with the apron on, better flip that frito, dad, you know how I like mine.
I hate flossing, I wish I just had one long curvy tooth.
On a traffic light yellow means yield, and green means go. On a banana, it's just the opposite, yellow means go ahead, green means stop, and red means, where'd you get that banana?
I think Bigfoot is blurry, that's the problem. There's a large out-of-focus monster roaming the countryside.
at the end of the letter I like to write "P.S. - this is what part of the alphabet would look like if Q and R were eliminated.
_Jeffrey
"i believe in a thing called, love' - if anyone doesn't know this band, die. |
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| A New Feeling |
[Nov. 24th, 2004|07:58 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Very happy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The GooGoo Dolls | ] |
I love the feeling I get when i meet someone new.
She smiles at me with the slightest smerk
and my stomach, right away, fills up with butterflies.
I dont know what does it.
Is it the hair?
Is it the smile?
Is it the look she gives you when you make a joke?
The questions are endless.
When growing up, you always seem to find little motivations
to make your day, that much better.
Mine?
A simple smile can do it, can make my day.
just by that
school is worth going to.
-Jeffrey
"I wanna wake up where you are" - The GooGoo Dolls |
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| I'm still alive.. |
[Nov. 19th, 2004|11:59 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | im GONE. | ] |
| [ | music |
| | TEB | ] |
well fuck
i just wrote 4 paragraphs, and now they are all gone, must have deleted them. whatever, go look at my pictures, comment in here, for the pictures though.
http://photos.yahoo.com/drummerjd356
_Jeffrey
"how's it gonna be, when there is noone there to talk to" - Third Eye Blind |
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| little something from me to you |
[Nov. 16th, 2004|12:34 am] |
| [ | music |
| | My Chemical Romance | ] |
Here are 20 weird ways to annoy someone, hope you like them...feedback on them.
- Specify that your drive-through order is "to go."
- Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of "Beeeep Bip Bip Beeep Bip..."
- If you have a glass eye, tap on it occasionally with your pen while talking to others.
- Speak only in a "robot" voice.
- Push all the flat Lego pieces together tightly.
- Sniffle incessantly.
- Leave your turn signal on for fifty miles.
- Name your dog "Dog."
- Reply to everything someone says with "that's what YOU think."
- Forget the punchline to a long joke, but assure the listener it was a "real hoot."
- Follow a few paces behind someone, spraying everything they touch with Lysol.
- Disassemble your pen and "accidentally" flip the ink cartridge across the room.
- Holler random numbers while someone is counting.
- Adjust the tint on your TV so that all the people are green, and insist to others that you "like it that way."
- Drum on every available surface.
- Staple papers in the middle of the page.
- Sew anti-theft detector strips into peoples backpacks.
- Hide dairy products in inaccessible places.
- Write the surprise ending to a novel on its first page.
- Set alarms for random times.
- Practice making fax and modem noises.
which is YOUR favorite?
-Jeffrey
"Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say" - My Chemical Romance |
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| just for megan. |
[Nov. 11th, 2004|10:36 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  blah | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Yellowcard-life of a salesman | ] |
alright meg, this is for you..on the spot, right here...
Megan. i've known you for like, what 4 days now? its been really good. we laughed, we cried, we shared emotional statuses with eachother. you told me how your horse is always horny, and i told you about how im gonna molest you in the hallways. life is too good with megan around, everyone...be megan's friend, now. or else...
-in the words of megan, 'dont mess'
_Jeffrey
"i wanna be the same as you" - yellowcard |
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| SURVEY <---------------- |
[Nov. 10th, 2004|08:17 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | im GONE. | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Motion City Soundtrack | ] |
if noone does this, im gonna cry. (ps. the numbers are taken out..cause the damn thing is so long) ...
01. who are you & what's our relationship:
02. how and where did we meet:
04. how long have you known me:
05. tell me one good thing about myself:
06. when you first saw me what was your impression:
07. my age:
08. birthday:
12. have you ever had a crush on me:
13. what's one of my favorite things to do:
15. describe me in 3 words:
16. name 5 things i love:
17. do you think i'm good looking:
18. how would you describe me to someone:
19. would you ever date me:
20. tell me one thing you've always wanted to say but never did:
21: what do you like most about me:
22: if we could spend a day together what would we do:
23: have we ever gotten in a fight:
25. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
27. Do you think I'll get married?
28. What makes me happy?
29. What makes me sad?
30. What reminds you of me?
31. If you could give me anything what would it be?
34. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
36. If I was an ice cream flavor, which would I be and why?
37. What song (if any) reminds you of me?
38. If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?
39. Would you make a move on me?
40. Do I cross your mind at least once a day?
41. Am I a good listener?
42. Am I easy-going?
_Jeffrey |
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| okay okay, im backkkk |
[Nov. 10th, 2004|05:24 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  drained | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Juliana Theory | ] |
yoyoyoyoyooooooo, yeah so i haven't updated a real entry in a while but oh well. that's how these things. some things have happened to me, so..why not share them. first off...im gonna FINISH THE STORY IN THE MALL. alright here it is....
basically, what happened is..the naked guy was from a circus and he got lost, cause he's blind...and then was doing a (blind) act with bowling balls, and he hit the window of the store next to pacsun, and blew the window out, that was big crash. the two girls i mentioned? yeah..they were his kids. they are apart of the act also..but they were shopping in the store, next to pacsun..and i guess they were just looking how stupid he was on the ground. OK, so in hottopic? WhOsE hAnD wAs It On My ShOuLdEr?????......yeah, it was my dad's actually....i hallucinated in the store because i smelled auntie anne's pretzels and i love that stuff so much, i went into my own little fantasy world, and the loud beep i heard? yeah..that was the sound of the pretzels going off, when they were ready. in my hallucination, i began to think of the sound of the pretzel machine and the smell..and i got confused. OK, so the blood on the shirt? yeah..it was from my forehead when i went on the ground, cause..as i was hallucinating ,i hit my head..without knowing it..it splattered on the shirt and, since, i have shortterm memory, me thinking "what the hell was the blood there for?"..was my short-term kicking in. yeahhhhhhh....so that was the big story.
anyways, i love i become friends with people, and we get really really close, then some feelings change, and im kicked in the dirt every single day now. every. single. day. feels realll great. yeah. jafrnfrug
what else..oh yeah, nicole zimmer is my bested friend. end of story.
i <3 Allison, Dana, Alexander. yyep.
this is what im listening to right now. this shit is the best.
"Something isn't right in this world called confusion. You gave
it all away before you could lose it. Something isn't right
here on the ground. You never said goodbye. You died. You chose
to carry on a lie. Something isn't right here."
-The Juliana Theory
_Jeffrey
ps. < tmos eht nax evol i >
"what hurts most is wanting someone whom you cant even talk to" - anonymous |
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| New Post |
[Nov. 9th, 2004|04:16 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | bored | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Green Day | ] |
Hey everyone, im testing out new providers for my livejournal..cause my stupid Mac can't do pictures. this is juuuust a test. |
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| battle of the bands |
[Nov. 6th, 2004|06:01 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | accomplished | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Velvet Revolver | ] |
so yeah...
uhh we won the BATTLE OF THE BANDS. 300 dollars. fuck yeah
comment on this..plesae...COMMENT!
_Jeffrey
"i fell to peices, and im still falling" - Velvet Revolver |
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| argergrvhh |
[Nov. 6th, 2004|08:50 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | exhausted | ] |
| [ | music |
| | what we played last night | ] |
ahhh last night was so amazing. even thought i did horribly, MIDDLECOAST WONNN!!! ahhh yesssssssss, 300 bucks. goddd it feels good. yesssssssssssss. ahh god
LEAVE A COMMENT!
_Jeffrey |
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| WHOSE COMING? |
[Nov. 5th, 2004|02:30 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | ecstatic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Phantom Planet | ] |
BATTLE OF THE BANDS - 7pm - 3rd floor --> MOORESTOWN REC. CENTER
i'm going on at 8pm. better yet, MIDDLECOAST is going on at 8pm. be there...dont forget 6 dollars. its so worth it. just go and stop making out with your girlfriend/boyfriend and come and see us. its gonna rock my fffucking socks off.
"we've been on the run, driving in the sun, looking our for #1, California here we come, right back where we started from" - Phantom Planet
WHOSE COMING?!?!?!?!?!?! TELL MEEEEEEEEEEEE |
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| BACK TO MY STORY.... |
[Nov. 4th, 2004|08:49 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | excited | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Our Lady Peace | ] |
OKAY, story time.........
alright, so back to my story of being 'continued'. As i left off, the little girl said...."daddy, why is that man naked?". What happens next is, as my father and i are walking foreward to see the catastrophe that just occured,...is the security guard runs over, and then i see two little girls come out of a store that have this slutty looking clothes on, but..the toddlers have had to have been like..7 or 8 years of age. My father turned me and stated that this is the wierdest and most amazing thing he's ever seen. I look at him in disbelief..stare him down, and go 'ummm, excuse me? you call THIS amazing? dad, just look at what happened here, take a look". The thing is, my dad didn't really care about the naked guy or the girls. He was more worried about the security guard and what he was going to DO to the naked man starring at the girls with slutty clothes on who were 7 or 8. The security guard was tall, black and he knew what he was doing because he had on one of those cool, cop belts..with the full setup of course. the handcuffs, the gun, the mace, and the knight stick. totally awesome. by the way, the guys uniform looked really good on him, anyways, back on track - so the security guard finally calls for backup on his shoulder radio and after about 10 min, as about a group of 50 of us stare at what happened just then, 4 more security guards come to the 'scene of the accident'. Noone really knew why there was a naked man on the ground with 2 little girls beside him who were arond 8 or 9. I look down at my watch and it says 11:43am. I look up and tell my dad that i forgot to get my tshirt i wanted at Hot Topic. well, i couldn't persuade my dad to come with me and get it, so he stays there with watches closely to see whats happening with the man who is naked and the little girls who were around 8 or 9. As i walk into Hot Topic, i notice that there are no clerks at the register...no person at the front of the store greeting you..or not even a customer in the store shopping, like i was about to do. I stood there for a few minutes. waited. ..and then i waited some more. .then i thought...i thought about what's happening right now. something just happened with a naked guy and little 'slutty' girls who are around 8 or 9 and a popular store with noone in it. it was so empty, a damn 'rooms for rent' sign should have been posted up in front. anyways, i gaze around the store looking for the tshirt i wanted to get. it wasn't there. i told the cashier to hold my tshirt behind the desk. i didn't see it on the walls, nor in a pile of unfolded clothes...which usually means, they were clothes that people tried on, but didn't like. nope, not there either. all of a sudden..the most high pitched noise came present to my ear and i fell to the ground, trying to make the peircing sound go away. it didn't go away. the sound gets louder and louder...and i try to hide behind the cashiers desk, maybe the sound would travel over the desk or something right? it didn't and i was scared something was happening that wasn't supposed to. much to my surprise, i see my tshirt, shoved in the corner. i go to grab it..and right as i grab it? a strong force belted me on the shoulder. it was someone's hand it felt like. someone with a strong grip..i had no idea who or what, it was, but it was strong. At that point in time, i had no idea, whatsoever, was going on. All i had in my mind right then, was...there was a loud bang, a naked man is outside a store with two slutty looking girls next to him who are around 8 or 9 and im in a store underneath a cashier's desk trying to escape this piercing sound, while finding my tshirt and having this strong hand grab my shoulder. ...the question is, what was the high piercing sound and who grabbed my shoulder?.................UNTIL NEXT TIME, this is...stories with jeff dimarco.
_Jeffrey
"Happiness is not a fish you can catch" - Our Lady Peace |
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| something smells. |
[Nov. 4th, 2004|03:28 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | content | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Jimmy Eat World | ] |
okay, my lungs are officially destroyed. i was spray painting this logo on a tshirt and i guess you're supposed to wear a mask or something? but i wasn't and now my lungs are filled with gold and white spray paint plus..roof rain, which was pretty good. how you go about getting roof rain is...find a corner of your house that is pretty low (or find a high one for experienced roof-rain drinkers) and tilt your head up to where your nose is in alignment with the drop coming down from the roof. now, focus on one raindrop at a time...locate, stick your tounge out, and BAM!..your a pro. the reason for the whole tounge out is because member when they had commercials on t.v. where the dasani water drips from the bottle, and when it splashes on the ground, little people pop up and are doing a sport or something, as if..dasani water makes everyone a star or something. but anyways, i just wish little people would go jumping on MY tounge so i can then say, literally...'there's a party in my mouth'...i dont know, i just went off on something, but whatever. my thought patterns are really..different from others, but hey, you gotta live a little.
SO anyways, i went to the mall today with my dad and we had to get a passport thinger-majigy for when we go on our trip, whenever that is..and we also got some lunch/bought a sweatshirt at pacsun. best ever. i feel so..new buying new clothes. err..maybe its because they ARE new clothes, but i feel like A MAN!..no, i dont know..whatever. but as were eating my father and i were having an intellegent conversation contemplating life and all its insecurities with the correct ergonomical breathing patterns so we dont choke on our food.....wow, anways...so we're eating/talking, and we hear this loud crash/boom type thong. ..*thing. -we look back and we see like kids running away and stuff and im like..uhh what the hell is going on. and im trying to see what happened becuase you got these little kids running...and nobody knows what the fuck is going on. I get u (wow, my ear just popped...off topic, anyways) i get up and i see a security guard running to some store down the way. I then shove all the fries in my mouth, grab the quickly, quickly tell my dad to throw out the tray and we power-walked to where we saw what happened. my eyes widened so much, my dad was speechless..and some little girl next to me said ....... "daddy...why is that man naked?"..........to be continued: until next time - this is the stories of jeff dimarco.
_Jeffrey
"Believe in what you want" - Jimmy Eat World |
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