location: mainframe computer lounge @ csufullerton
mood: hella good. keep on dancin'. (hum bassline)
currently playing: good ol' jimi hendrix.
garmamentations: vintage wash faded jeans, brown double-double hole belt, black t-shirt w/red something corporate logo w/white writing, black/tan shoes, red hollister zip-up hoodie w/blue lettering, glasses, smile.

yeah...so, i got out of my one class an hour early...i was the first to finish the test, and now, i don't have that class for a week...you know what that means: five day weekend muthaf-cka!!!...sorry, i just had to add in the un-necessary profanity, it was very necessary (five points for whoever can name the female trio who had the 1993 release of the same title).

yeahh.

i never thought i'd end up one of those people that walks around in faded jeans wearing shirts with band logos on them. i used to think that i'd be one of those guys who always wears preppy shit all the time and listens to trendy electronica and popular hip-hop to appease other people. i'm in the middle of it all...and it's nice. the gap has failed to produce products that i feel the need to purchase, whereas hollister and abercrombie and fitch have garnered my attention, and you'll see me on occasion in a volcom t-shirt. i never thought that i'd walk into hot topic to buy anything, but i have...and i dig that store. i never would have thought that i would have branched away from hip-hop/pop to go toward punk/emo/pop-rock/indie-rock...but i have. and i like it. a lot. but i don't feel that different.

it just goes to show how nothing is ever what it seems on the surface. your impressions of me may have changed because of my altered outer appearance, and my altered tastes, but...i'm still the same nate. same blood. same brain. same body. same person.

it's not going to be too long until i start laughing at old pictures of me in the uber-preppy-individualist clothes i used to wear...it's funny to think about it.

i don't even feel like i'm going in any definite direction with my music now that i think of it...at least i'm not going toward something...i'm just doing what i've been doing all along, kinda...doing what i want...now i know it a little more. i just say that i'm going in a rock direction because that's what it'll be labeled...but really, i'm just doing what i want. music is about freedom...that's what i don't like american idol, because you're just competing to be some record label's bitch.

that's why i like simon cowell. these kids are skipping all the things you need to do: paying dues, demo tapes, etc.,... and getting a free ticket into the music industry...and for what? no creative freedom. i'd be pissed off too, like simon, at these kids because they're getting free hand-outs into an industry that would be otherwise cruel to them...they get an easy in, while other bands/performers more talented get shit on day by day. rock on simon. rock on. at least he's honest, because you should be damn past perfect if you're getting a free handout. if i were a judge for american idol, i would not kiss ass. simon is not mean. he's honest.

so anyways...old intro format, got out of class early, won't have that class for a week, i've changed on the outside, but i'm still, i'm still jenny from the block, i know where i came from, rock on simon, f-ck the free record contract handout called american idol, i gave you a synopsis of this entry, then i'll give you lyrics, and then this entry is over.

pick up the pieces if you need them.
this world is cold, but just know you're not alone
-- home grown : you're not alone