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    <title>run from shads</title>
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    <lj:music>pantera</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Born and raised in California, I was forced to move out here after being kicked out of so many damn schools. Catholic school, a different private school, a public school. All three I was kicked out of before my mom gave me an ultimatium. Move out to Maryland with your father, or get out. Well, I can't really support myself and I've never been a real fan of the cold, cardboard house so I made my way out East to live with my dad. I hadn't seen him in a few years, he moving away after the divorce with my mom was finalized. At first it was great, just a bunch of catching up and shit but then school started and his expectations started. I don't get a second chance on this side of the country I was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a few friends here already, though they are all out of high school, I'm the lead singer of a band. Screamo, metalcore, whatever you wanna call it. We're pretty good, but we definitely have a lot to work on and I'm fully dedicated to this. Why? There isn't anything else I want to do with my life. I'm not artistic in the whole 'I can be a tattoo artist' sense, but artistic in the music field. I can write a song about almost anything, play any instrument you want me to. I just..pick up easily on those sort of things, probably why the guys were happy to have me as their lead vocalist after the first one cocked out. I can scream and I can sing, plus I'm a big guy so I don't put up the whole pussy front for the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school year has just started and I'm already pumped for it to be over. Wtih school comes so many damn restrictions, not being able to tour with the band, getting up in the morning, shit like that. Definitely not a morning person, I don't even look like the type. But, with school comes football and basketball season, so I suppose it isn't too bad, keeps me entertained for a little while. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should make a few new friends, but I'll be friends with anyone that will come to one of my band's shows. Buy a shirt, buy something, give me money. It all works out for your benefit and for mine. Besides, it'll keep Val busy since she never does anything.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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