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Oh hey. [Mar. 1st, 2011|01:15 am]
Its been a long time now that ive wanted to write, so fuck it, here it is. Back home, and needless to say i didnt click my heels to do it. Really its kind of a fucked up feeling, a successful year. Best friends, tons of poker hands, blackjack, beating an unmentionable amount of videogames, freedom, dirty girls, gerald bodines, good memories and an unbelievable learning experience. Its all for the better, i rest and rejuvenate now and i bust out bigger and better than ever. im ready.

Life? Hows life, I mean, its always awesome. My desire for things i dont have doesnt exceed the happiness i have for the things i do, always. There are shitty people, shitty things, and sometimes shit drops on good people.. lifes life you just rise above it yo.

Work is awesome, i mean i got my shit on lock, mad easy, training people, making loot, training to bartend and tryin to get it going, I need to go back to school, this is for sure.
Things will always look up for people who are looking up.

Currently, sitting on this couch ive sat on so long before, in a room ive came and gone.. listening to wiz khalifa on a laptop that barely works is alittle unsettling. ill give it a few weeks, hah.

My plan: Start going to the gym, filter out alot of the crappy people that linger in my life, start working as much as possible, Buy some furniture (tv, couches... etc), some new cloths and a watch. Then figure out where my next move is.. anywhere.

As a side note, "we need more lemon pledge"
"I definitely am the writer of the greatest book ive never read"
"A cows a cow if its got milk, looks like a cow, probbbably a cow"



DEUCES.
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Ba. [Dec. 4th, 2008|09:24 am]
Why the fuck do people say Ba. we arent sheep. im guilty of trying to be sheep-esque. fuck ba.

schools over, it sucks, i hate it, move on.

everything is the same, day in day out i try to look for something each day to get excited about, but i have ran out of things, same old job, same annoying people i see because their around and say hi because they make eye contact.

i dont like you, you went to my highschool, cool. you dont have anything good to say, ever. thats why i dont call you to hang out.

rant
rave
rant.

moving around aimlessly trying to convince myself i have somewhere to go.

the worst part about putting together a 1000 piece puzzle is putting 950 of them together to realize the other 50 are gone.

the best part about putting together a puzzle is finding the snot shot that it was under on the shelf.

the worst part about finding the snot shot was getting that goo-py shit all over your hands, and probably on the inside of my car.

the best part about finding it was "not if i have anything to say about it" sniper shot on the drip-mcdripster snot string.

buy more weed, smoke more weed, get high, sober up, rinse and repeat.
its too expensive, its too time consuming.
its too fun.

enjoyed things dont go unpunished.

whats the difference between a guilty pleasure and a bad habit.
my guilty pleasures are my bad habits. thanks, and i will ride that camels back to the respirator.

or not, but ill make the fucking choice, not you

I like to eat until im full before i offer up the remains to friends.

im all about sharing, hell its caring. but let me eat my damn food before your hands get all over it, you can have the rest.

all over the map huh? yeah, its straight tho.

im sick of obnoxious ring tones, put that shit on vibrate no one cares you have a phone call.
but wait, let it ring 150000 times before you decide to pull it out of your stupid leather hip holster. put it in your pocket, everyone has a blackberry or a sidekick your not special.

word well im a go meet up with joe in the union.

Frank Lawrence Grasso
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Soft Packs, Unemployment, and No Motiv. [Oct. 16th, 2008|12:15 am]
Okay, i hate these parts of your life, like i dont think its abnormal at all. Its like, i hate school, i cant get the job i want... boom/boom. life.

Why the fuck is life, or "life", so concerned with the future. Im a no body if i dont have a job, im a no body if i dont want to go to school and take pointless college requirement courses that teach me less than late night history channel. its fucking bullshit, the system is fucked. statistically people dont learn from reading and listening. dont stick me in a fucking lecture hall and talk like fraiser for an hour and twenty five minutes of my life i wont get back. I figured i would write a journal in prep for this paper i need to write. FUCK papers. FUCK COLLEGE WRITING

DONT keep telling me i have to take classes that are so fucking cookie cutter, dont stick me in a room, tell me what i already know and then tell me to write on a nonsense topic and try and convince me practice makes perfect. step aside prof, give me back my tuition i can read and write fine. you dont need to circle my grammatical errors like i think their supposed to be there.

And again and again and again. Day after day, same shit, different pile, different smell, same boring fucking dog.

I hate not being able to see or do whatever i want. Restrictions from whatever forces let it be, some sort of elderly enforcement, weather, time of day. fuck that.

fuck people wasting my time. when the light turns green, go.

okay, back to this, because it bugs me.

since when do we weigh success on educational degree or employment?
success should be in your eyes, i dont need to have a CEO job, or a MD to be successful.
Let me meet ends, provide for a loving family, have a caring wife, thats fucking success.

put your tie back in your closet shmuck, untuck your button down shirt, put down the shoe horn pick up a beer and fuck your wife.

AMERICAN ECONOMY sucks more dick than an eight dollar whore keep working your balls off to be 65, ready to retire, when you realize that your great government has no fundamental system to support you, lets hope you saved and didnt live too extravagently.

Im having a problem filling a mysterious void. I dont know what or how, but its just not there.

I need things to start coming together.

I can only get shit on so many times before i need to go to a fudge packing shop with a shot gun and start killing niggers.

not really niggers..

just niggers....

Im out, I got shit to do..

Frank Lawrence Grasso.
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Pizza hut, poker, and luke. [May. 15th, 2008|04:02 am]
[Current Location |Bed]
[Current Music |Zilch.]

No matter how close or how far, the death of someone you knew always hits hard.

I dont know what it is, but I heard it this morning, at 12. Luke died last night at 2, supposedly he was drinking and driving, he was eight houses from his house, and hit a tree.

THATS FUCKED UP!. My father and I had a long talk the other day about my faith in "a higher being" or a god. I told him that I couldnt bring myself to believing in something that would allow so much evil, despair, and tragedy. Fuck that man. He was so fucking young, he had so much potential, he was like any of us. Anyone of my friends could have been behind that wheel. There are bigger pieces of shit that survive much worse situations. FUCK THAT!. It brews so much inner anger that I litteraly want to get into a fight. Just pick a fucking fight. Like, I wasnt even that close to him but I just cant even focus on anything. I also cant stop calling it insane, because its fucking so surreal that its almost to much.

It puts alot of how i view life into perspective and im not sure how I conclude my feelings. Im going to try and type it all out and see if I can make sense out of some of it.

Life, and death for that matter is for the most part inevitable and unscheduled. If you live life to the fullest, stay out late hang out with everyone, even do drugs for that matter and just live life how YOU want to live it.
Or.
Figure that your time to come is your time to come. For istance, people are going to just follow the motions of their life, make decisions that they are supposed to make and die when they are supposed to die. If thats the case, you work as hard as you can to live up to your potential and accomplish all that you can accomplish.

-- I read these two over, and over, and over. I cant figure out which one makes more sense. I do believe that when its your time to die, you die. But im not so sure that your time to die is ever a fair time to die, whos to say your going to have enough time and not just waste the time that you do have by doing trivial shit that after everything is said and done doesnt chalk up to dick.

speaking of dick. thats exactly what im getting for that IRS stimulus check. COCK MOTHER FUCKER, I basically had those six bones spent, i owe my parents 3, and i was going to buy a Wii for my mom for mothers day. Im not sure if i am going to be able to swing that now.

My relationship is going well, Karly is the shit and I am enjoying myself. I realize that when a relationship starts to feel like a chore, thats when it begins to fall apart. I honestly just want to be super close to her, know everything abuot her and visa versa, I dont want to feel obligated to do anything or feel anything because when i feel obligated it shadows and overcasts true feelings. I know that with time and curiousity the feelings will come and they have. I care about her a bunch, shes mad cool and Im excited to see where it goes.

I need a cigarette.

I was watching the Real World, and this girl sarah was fuming because her roomate was having sex next to her. She got out of bed and ran to call her mom. "Hey mom, MY ROOMATE is having sex RIGTH NEXT TO ME". Ya, disrespectful, whatever. Her mom replys "Honey, just get the bible and just let those words help you". WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN.

LETS words help you?. Let words from a book that 20 people wrote about a story they all vaguely remember?. Yeah, lets THOSE words help you threw a real-time situation. Explain to me how the bible will help you fall asleep next to two people bumping and grinding. Fuck off with that shit. Even if you believe in that, it really truely and honestly is NOT, and I repeat NOT the solution to everything. You cant get fired from your job and just go back after reading a few verses and get re-hired. You dont get cheated on by your husband and run into the nightstand to read chapter 4 verse 23 line 12 and all the sudden all is well. Oh my god I just HATE this day. I need to go have a cigarette and go to sleep.

If it fucking rains tommorow I swear I will fucking flip.

Peace nigs.

Frank Lawrence Grasso.
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Workin, Jammin, Ballin and Sunny G's. [May. 6th, 2008|12:55 am]
[Current Location |My bed for a change.]
[Current Music |Nada yo.]

People tell me that I have changed, my views on things have changed, my ideas on things are different.

No fucking shit.

As people grow, so do their ideas on things, alot of things. There is a purpose for each person on this world. Reproduce and enjoy life, you have no other immediate responsibilites for your actions other than the consequences of said actions, those you have to deal with on your own.

Everyone who knows me knows I will never regret a single thing in my life, and that stands to be true. Everything I ever do, and ever will do will be something that forms me in becoming who I well.... become. I think I make every choice for a reason, I think everyone does. Its all fate, its all supposed to happen. It will all end up the same way because thats how its supposed to end up. Your either destined to be a bum, or destined to be whoever its just in the cards and everything you experience are the stepping stones to reach the final result. In my case, most likely that bum.

Lately I have been doing alot of cruising, alot of hanging out with joe mike and bratcher. Suprisingly, and awesome, I have been hanging out with Tony alot lately, shits chill... and HE KNOWS (crazy night, i need not to go indepth).

Oh, so I was finally a part of a fight. Unfortunately enough I left with no battle wounds to prove the situation, just stories of my kicks and punchs to the back of that douchebags head.

Shit went down, and for him, it went down in a puddle.

Im watching rob and big and I have an exam at 740 tommorow morning.

Alex Prychodko is moving tommorow, to tenessee. It hasnt hit me yet, shit is MAD weird. Fucking been best friends with him for as long as I can think. Fucking nuts, someone sooner or later is gonna have to talk to me about that, its gonna hit me one of these days.

Its crazy, and allow me to get emotional for a second, how people take alot of things for granted. They think that the things they have in their everyday life is what they deserve when in actuality thats not the case at all. Most of the things that kids or people in general think is a right, is not. The only way to truely realize how lucky you are is to know someone who doesnt have it as good as you. Everyone needs to realize they need to appreciate the things that they have and to fuck everything else.

I suppose at this point im gonna take off and fall asleep sooner or later.

Have a great night.

Frank Lawrence Grasso
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Blowin Glue, Turning purple, and No call No shows! [Apr. 7th, 2008|01:30 am]
[Current Location |Basement.]
[Current Mood |creativeThoughtful]
[Current Music |saves the day!]

So I feel like there comes a point in every mans life when he just needs to be irresponsible and do shit on a whim. Today was that kind of day for me, I woke up and saw the beautiful day we had outside and I was like, FUCK work!. I fell back asleep until 12, which was actually the time that I had to work, at this point I looked at the clock, felt how comfortable I was and was like, ya know what! fuck it!. I decided to get up moments later, hop in the shower, and get ready for my day.
Mean while, While i was in the shower the phone rang, assuming it was olive garden i was anticipating what is could possibly have said and how mad she was going to sound. She really didnt seem that mad although she did sound kind of concerned. I continued with my getting ready, I had a cigarette, put some clothes on (not in that order, even though that be gnarly). I picked up Karly and called my mom. As soon as I told her I no called no showed she was like, freakin the fuck out, kind of, she got over it moments later and I hear my dad in the back round "have him home in ten minutes". Figuring it was going to be no big deal and confident in my ability to talk myself out of a bank robbery when i had the gun in my hand I conceded and dropped her off at bris and started to head home.
They convinced me, over time, that it was important to call and let them know im not quitting, or dead. I made up, believe this, the absolute worst lie I have ever made up in my life, and i have made up some pretty awful lies. Needless to say I could have told her that I had my period and she would HAVE to believe me. I figure ill just get written up and go on with my day tommorow. Fuck it man, i hope i get fired.
After that talk I went back and picked up Karly at Bri's, they were with mindy and jen, two girls who i didnt know, but didnt care since I was bored anyways. We drove around for a bit until I realized i missed breakfast and called up Shaun since i was just passing his house, he conveniently told me he was headed to king buffet and it made my mouth water, We met him there and had a delicious lunch
(side note, fuck king buffet and those stupid fucking asians for making it 10 dollars for a lunch buffet)
We began to cruise around again when bri said we should go to the beach! ANOTHER fucking great idea. (Its fucking GREAT IDEA sunday mother fuckers!)
[speaking of good ideas, im gonna nut shell the rest of this day, im getting bored]
Alright, We went to the beach, walked on the ice, sat on the bench, smoked a few cigarettes, and then went to bratchers.

I skated, played kanjam, listened to music and chilled out for a few hours.

Then, I dropped off bitches, came home, ate dinner, went to the casino with my parents, won 30 bucks, lost 10 of it back, and we mossied our way to DQ where i enjoyed a blizzer, everytime being Oreo and Resse cups. (dont hate)

La la la, I went home, called everyone up, decided everyone doesnt answer and that since i lost my phone no one can call me..... went to tim hortons with confidence someone would be there, and infact i was correct, everyone was. Chilled out there listening to music with alex and lynds for a while.. and again cruised on home.

Day was full of nothing except whatever the fuck I wanted to do, and I wish everyday was like that.
Fuck work, fuck expenses, fuck gas and bills.
I want to be a lone ranger, living on the wages of the generous man walking down the road. Spare a nickle mother fucker, just a nickle.
JUST kidding! I am HOBOphobic.

Im a rap this up, take a piss and a sip of orange juice, and head my way to the comfortable spot I call a bed until sometime around mid-afternoon.

(Im so hoooood. I wear my pants below my waste, and I only dance when im in this place!)

Frank Lawrence Grasso.
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Dieing, Losing, and Happy [Mar. 30th, 2008|02:17 am]
[Current Location |Living Room]
[Current Mood |ecstaticHappy as Faulk]
[Current Music |Will Smith]

So today was probably one of the best days i have had in a while, I started it off, suprisingly with work at 8am. I worked until 3 and then came home and my sister and brother in law were out and about with my parents so i decided to hang out with joey, alex, and mike while i waited for them to come back home. Anyways, we met at the octagon, which i must mention we will be brining back summer 08, and we skated on the bank behind john and marys, i fucking love this bank and my tricks were on fucking point nigga. I fakie big flipped off the top, all the way down, i must say that kickstarted my day to be fantastic from that point forward. Anyways, They went off to get fresh and I went back home... played some guitar hero, and ate some pizza. Then me and my brother wanted to go play poker, we drove down to the casino and both lost alot of money, suprisingly im not dwelling on that at all and it didnt ruin my day in the least. However, while i was gambling away my savings chicas were blowin my phone up, apparently i missed them all looking cute and shit because i didnt make it back in time, ah well, im sure there will be more oppurtunities, in fact, gaurantee it. Anyways, after I got home from the casino at like 1 ish, I went to braymillers to meet with carpenter cuz he was gonna roll with a bro down to were the chicas were at, but as i earlier mentioned they bounced house, unfortunate events. We ended up meeting joey and bratcher at pegasus which seems to be our usual late night adventure, i had a piece of peanut butter pie and then an order of fries, in that order. odd? I know but equally delicious.

Anyways to get to the reason my subject matter is what it... well, is.

As we walked out of the casino me and anthony realized he left the lights on when the key chain unlock button wouldnt work.... fuck.... well, we walked back in and had security help us jump it. Meanwhile, im still happy as fuck.

There is no exact reason why I am, and have been happy all day today but I must say its fucking absolutely awesome. Tommorow, im going to call off of work, and then go job hunting with joey, it should be a fun, considering we can make watching paint dry fun.

Im at a point in my life right now, where i want to straighten my hair (i reread this, and yes, it does sound mad gay), get mad girls numbers and actually date (not in a relationship hoes, dont get it twisted!)... I have never, "played the field" and I would like to experience it sooner rather than later. I dont want to be a "man whore" but i just want to experience different things and meet new people, thats what i have always loved and missed while i was in relationships. Meeting people is awesome and everyone should do it!.

Im rambling so I suppose I will leave you with a Good night and have a Great SUNDAY!. Im going to watch Fresh Prince and fall asleep on the couch. Oh boy. I wonder what tommorow has in store (yes, this sounds like someone had a fruitcake with a side of homosexual)!. NIGHT everyone!

Frank Lawrence Grasso
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Bowl Sterks, And Smoke Camels. [Mar. 18th, 2008|12:30 am]
[Current Location |Room]
[Current Mood |lethargicProcrasination at its best!]
[Current Music |Mtv2]

Well, differently from my last post life is coming together pretty well, I mean, I procrasinate my school work more than you can possibly believe, I just got home and I am pretty sure that I have to write a paper and do some homework for my computer class, like, I think its fine tho, Im happy with everything and everything is good.

Lori the other day told me that she thought she knew me but apparently she didnt. Lets just say that hit home pretty hard. Because Honestly, All i really wanted was space, we didnt have time and all of it was going to shit, I would love to be able to talk to her but I think she is ignoring me now. Im pretty sure that will pass.

I have been pretty fucking busy lately, I havent stayed home for a night in probably two weeks, with everyone i have been hanging out with lately I kinda find something to do every night. I have to write a paper and I honestly dont want too, Its about a polygraph examination and wether it should or should not be regulated by law, what the fuck do I care. I under every circumstance honestly hope that I wouldnt be in a situation where I would need to take one, so what the fuck do I care. Blow me CWP 102.

I dont sleep, ever, problem? I hope not because i would rather sit up and think and watch tv and eat cake. Like its pretty awesome.

I saw lindsay syracuse today and she looks great, she dyed her hair dark, i honestly havent seen her forever it was nice.

I havent gotten drunk in a few days, that needs to happen...... ehhhhhhhh, tomorrow.

WHOS DOWN?!

gotta get to this paper, peace ya'll.

Frank Lawrence Grasso
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Bowl Sterks, Holla Atcha Boy! [Mar. 12th, 2008|01:42 am]
[Current Location |Laying in bed.]
[Current Music |The sound of TV.]

Well, Ill give you a little run down of my life as of now.
Its as if nothing is overwhelmingly right and nothing is overwhelmingly wrong.
I am completely and utterly content with my life and im not sure exactly what that means.
I go to work, Go to school and hangout with people that I missed.
On an large upside I absolutely wamboozled my psychology test for the second highest grade in the class, keep in mind there is like 100 people in that class, needless to say I was pumped as fuck for that.
I dont know in which direction I want to go with my life, Its like, when i first started school it sunk into me that all I was responsible for was my school, work, and lori. Now that Lori isnt my girlfriend anymore there leaves a large void in which I dont know how to fill. Its not an intensely large void considering the main reason we broke up was because we just didnt have the time its just like, I have nothing to really devote my time too.
I give myself some props for trying to maintain going to the gym, I like to think that I am sick of being the scrawny kid that everyone can beat up, getting beat up was never an issue before considering all my friends were big and would have my back all the time but now that I am in the world on my own I feel the need to be able to protect myself. Lets hope it doesnt take to long for that to happen.
As you can probably tell by reading, because I can tell by writing its just a lax-a-daisy post, I dont have high high perks or low low lows, Im just............ Here.
The most odd part of it all is that I had a pretty great day today, I went to school, which now that I think about it sucked, but then I got out, and hung out with joey and alex and it was a pretty fun day, we went to the mall and I was pretty bummed I couldnt find any shoes I wanted to buy, and then I went to coffee with Court.
We went to spot, where morgan met us and we just chilled for a bit and talked, thats like the second time we've done that and I'd like to think it is a good equalizer in my life too. Those girls dont let my ego get too big.
I am not entirely sure why but I just feel like writing so hang in there.
So, I lied there was 1 high perk of the day, maybe 2. One being the grade on my test, the other being BELTING out LoneStar Mr.Mom with joey like old times, as Alex just sat in the passanger seat and died laughing. It was like the epitomi of the old times, the times I missed, like High School.
Speaking of High School its wierd talking to morgan and court because there still there, I feel so far removed, So far away from everythign that WAS highschool. They bitch and moan about not wanting to go, but like I have said in previous posts I loved that shit more than anything.

Remembering the days where I cared what i weared to school and cared who was in my classes. Now I just go, and struggle keeping myself awake.

One major plus of splitting up with lori is being able to talk to people she would otherwise not want me to talk to.

I need highlights in my life, I need something I can look forward too.
This may sound like im depressed or something dumb and thats just not the case, Its just being the exact meaning of content and I dont know if thats bad or not.

I just realized I may be homophobic, I hate that word and I would never consider myself that but I was just watching a TV show that as a joke they would make it look as if the only way to get into the bar was to make out with the bouncer, however, after the first three female actors did it, the line watch in awe as the male actor made out with the male bouncer, Unfortunately Im not sure if there is something wrong with me but that is seemingly the worst thing my eyes can probably see, I dont HATE gay people I dont FEAR gay people, I just adopt extreme discomfort when watching something so graphic. I can literally watch LIVE murders, and it wouldnt turn my stomach as badly as that. What can I do to accept this rediculous behavior? Or am i stuck like this?. Eitherway, im not sure if i care.

and im also not sure if i want to capitalize my "i's" anymore.

Wii is probably the funnest game system except for the fact that xbox 360 has the game SKATE, and that is just down right a gift from baby jesus himself, little 6 lb 7 oz baby jesus brought that game down to bless us with fun and happiness, althought i love bowling strikes on wii, and i love hanging out with joey andalex whn we just get messed up saying random stuff like STERKs, HOLLA ATCCCCCHA BOY!..

I suppose I will stop here, its about that time to try and catch some Z'ss. Although there is no way thats happening I dont feel like writing much more and I dont have much more to write.

Night Everyone

Frank Lawrence Grasso
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Fuck Bitches, Cowshit, and Blown Tires. [Mar. 4th, 2008|02:00 am]
[Current Location |My Bed.]
[Current Mood |contemplativecontemplative]
[Current Music |Any Commercial]

I havent wrote in a long time. And alot has changed in my life since. Shambles, Straight up shambles.

I have lost all motivation, all priority, and all ideas of whats right and wrong in my life:
- School
- Lor
- Friends

Lets take this 1 step at a time, School. School is a MUST, I need to get a degree, I NEED to graduate I NEED to get a successful job, Fuck the 21st century Fuck this crock of manditory bullshit. Right now I have 3 A's and 1 B. Is that good? Yes, I am proud of those grades, HOWever, i am not quite sure why Im writing this instead of reading for the psych test i have in the morning. Know why?. Because i dont seem to give a fuck. I just think about what I am going to do after, or how much money i think im going to make at work, or what im going to do with my relationship. It is just one of those things that will be forever in my mind as something that I have to do rather than something that I want to do, Althought one thing that I can say is that I actually have a genuine desire to excel I just may not have the desire to attend.

Now Lor, With my parents, school, and working 40+ hours its extremely difficult for me to manage a relationship. Bottom line being we never saw eachother, never talked and when we did we faught, but i cant fight the urge to want to be with her. Can i possibly tangle my mind into thinking we can get married? No, unfortunately my mind doesnt work that way. I Dont know what or how to think about this situation i just know when I bite off more than I can chew and I believe I have, Im drowning in responsibilities and needed an escape, If stress was the degree of a car accident, i'd be in a head on collision.

My Friends, I had a kick to the nose the other day thinking about what happened to all the people that I believed were people that would be by my side forever, alex keller, joey, tony, and carpenter. I mean. Yeah, we have takeen seperate paths in life, but that doesnt mean we still cant chill all the time like we SHOULD. I miss all these kids more than i can describe and what am i doing about it? Writing a live journal as opposed to calling them whenever im free to try and chill. Joey, most of all I havent scene for longer than I can remember, Going from everyday to not being able to remember is something I thought i would never do, He was like a brother. And now I dont even know whats going on with his life. Life, as it goes on changes so drastically. My fault? Or just the course of life?. I miss Highschool, I miss everyone I miss everything. I miss stress-free I miss working at entry-level tops and being carefree about everything between paychecks. Fuck Bitches, Cowshit, and Blown Tires. I think that If I could, I would go back to Senior year and live it over and over again. You honestly cant get any better than that and I cant help but mourn over lost oppurtunities.

Can I imagine where I am going to be or what I am going to be doing in 5 years? I have absolutely no fucking idea but I know that I will be in a position that will make me much happier and much more stable than I am now. I want to fly past the next 5 years and just go right into the future. I realize that these transition years are going to be a crock of shit and that I would much rather not experience them. I hate school and I hate mostly everything except my family, getting drunk, and my friends. Normal or counseling-worthy?. Comments are much appreciated as they always are. Thanks for reading after not having written in a while. Have a Fantastic Tuesday and wish me well on the Psych test that I relunctently didnt study for.

Night'

Frank Lawrence Grasso
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"So Yah.." [Mar. 29th, 2007|09:37 pm]
[Current Location |you know]
[Current Music |gbu/goc/roc/bkl (last two arent real)]

im totally with alex dude, this shit is so lame now, i dunno what it was that kept me on here for that long.. but i think it needs to come to an end, but for old times sake i think ill do one more, so that you can ponder at my accelarated english and sentence structuring skills.. Ready?.. i dont think you are.

so today i brought a crossword puzzle to school, solution time being 25 minutes, fuck dude, i was proud that i finished it in general, shit took me ALL 8 periods to finish, and i had to cheat for like the last 4.. Fucking 3 letters for coop denizen?. fuck that shit, i mean for real, who knows that a hen is a coop denizen.. or how about a work unit being ERG. what the fuck is ERG, thats not even a fucking word "Uhh, stupiud its short for ENERGY, duh, get it, work unit.. energy".. yah yah, shut the fuck up.

So tommorow is promising to be a fucking amazing day, i finally get to see get back up, and i think im probably going to spend some money on merch and stuff, i dunno, i just like that atmosphere at shows, and im not even hardcore so i dunno whats up.. this show will be pretty sick tho.. i hope i come home with a conversation starter, like a black eye or a facial laceration or something, i know it sounds harsh but that would be a cool story to tell.

"Dude, some big guy hit me."
yah, real good story frank.
fuck you again, because i know you were thinking it, so fuck you. YA YOU i know you aare basically the only one who reads this. so stop thinking NOW!

haha, right now everyone is like, umm, first of all, how did he know i was thinking that, and second of all, i really wonder if he is talking to me.. shit..

stop looking over your shoulder, its all good.

But in other fucking news yo, Me and shaun and mike brady were trying to give a shout out to lauren wolf love doug happ, but the douch cock PAUL WALL didnt know his left pinking from his dick, so he is basically useless.

I feel bad for MArk because he thinks he is going to get with this girl who honestly isnt the cleanest and she already has a boyfriend.. poor mark, i think he just eneds to get to more weddings and have sex with 20 year old girls.. "Jenny, last name, From wedding".. unique last name mark..

i got pretty plastered the other day, and i must say it was a pretty good time.. not gonna lie it sucked that alex had to leave, because i havent really gotten to talk to him in a few monthes, and then he left.. full of urine, he left full of urine.. but regardless, i was riding a tricycle and trying to flip gym equipment, end of story. good one i know.

I started talking to lynds here and there again, i kinda think its okay that we talk now, its more normal now, with less "awkwardness". (i didnt know you spelled awkward with a W before the K) yeah, you do, shut up dumbass..

hah, good last journal i know, it better get like 9999 comments saying how i should keep posting because the decency of your life depends on it.

well, anyways in order to end the last, and most fucking odd journal i have ever written i need to do two things

BYE

Frank Lawrence Grasso
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duude. [Feb. 19th, 2007|07:06 pm]
[Current Location |basement.]
[Current Music |nopthing]

so life has been pretty fuckin good lately.
just the normal bumps down the road every now and again.

Birthfest 07' was pretty sweet.. its wierd being 18 now, even though it doesnt really matter.. it really does matter because.. idk, it just fucking does. im 18

im going out to the olive garden here in a little bit, me and lori never got to go out for valentines day so we are today, it should be fun, and i dont know what we are going to do tonight either. if anyone has any sweet partys are some knarly drugs gimee a call.

I was thinking today while i zoned out for 4 hours at work today, i wonder if a person physical apperance can actually change, or you perseption of them can change just by who they are as a person.. sort of the shallow hal thing, like if someone is honestly the nicest person ever alive, but they are ugly as hell, could it possibly make their face less deformed or make their teeth less "fucked up ish". I wonder, and i think it would be fucking sweet as hell.

Something that i thought of that is also sweet, me loving to play video games i stay up to all hours of the night (another expression thats fucking gay) and i was actually up till like 7:30 one morning, and my mom was geting up for work. and she was like, your birthday is tommorow, im like.. no its not, its on friday today is wednesday, she is like.. uhh no, my day is starting its thursday.. and i fucking sat their, eyes bloodshot and i was like damn.. its like when people sleep they continue days, like when they wake up its tommorow, when im still in yesterday.. fuckin wierd.. right now you guys are like "kid needs to lay off the weed". but no.. then i started thinking about people who work over night, and then i just lost my mind.

Well, i gotta go "fly" myself up for dinner.. but i think that im gonna start making it some what of a routine to start posting again.. because i like to.

Oh, and i was in the computer lab at school, typing and i figured out that my average gwam is 124 so if anyone can beat that, i will challenge you to a type-off. but i doubt that you can. PEACE
BITCHES.

Frank Lawrence Grasso
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Yeyeah [Jan. 21st, 2007|09:24 pm]
[Current Location |Basement.]
[Current Mood |contentcontent.]
[Current Music |Nothing yet..]

Yehh.. dude, pretty much "ace".. fuckin.. i dont know why im writing this journal, maybe because im trying to procrasinate from doing my economics essay for as long as possible.. its pretty much inevitable tho.. im going to have to do it sooner or later, maybe this will get me into a writing mood, prolly not.

Fuckin, worked all day today.. 8 hours and change, but it isnt that bad.. i kind of just moezy along, doing what i need to do to get by, then in the last hour i work my ass of so i dont get yelled at, same shit different day..

I have went bowling in twice in the last 2 weeks, and i must say, im fucking terrible. for real, my highest score was like a flat 100.. how terrible is that shit.. but atleast im golden to get atleast 1 strike a game.. and if your a bowling pro and your reading this like (dude, 1 strike a game blows).. well how about this, you can go fuck yourself. ha, just kidding.. but no really, go fuck yourself

i like spending time just me and joey and the girls.. its fun.. they are a fun "kind of couple" to be around. just because they are not all over eachother because thats just gross, and annoying.

We went to duffs on friday and waited like a half hour for a table, but it was pretty worth it, the wings were good.. the game was fucking amazing.. no lie, one of the best games ive seen in a while.. considering i have worked during alot of the more recent ones..

Lori bought me NHL 07 for 360, which is amazing of her to do.. but the game is amazing tambien. I have seriously probably played it for like 10 days straight, without fail.. I cant get enough of it really.. thats basically my life.. lori/joeyw/court/work/school/nhl... and thats how i like it no lie.

i guess i really didnt know what a real good girlfriend was until i started going out with lori.. yah, i said it.. you can read it again to make sure.. but i said it.

im pretty content.. but also psyched to know that i have a 6 day break coming up.. no lie. its gonna be sweet.

have you ever had this fly that just kept buzzing around your ear?.. you figure if you swat it once, it will fly away and never come back.. but it ALWAYS comes back.... everytime is just gets more annoying and more annoying.. this a simile, you can figure it out if you know how i roll.
it just suprises me how the fly just gets more ignorant and satanic each time.. its wierd.. but whatev dude.. i just want it to leave me the fuck alone.

in other news.. i got accepted to college yesterday, which means the minimal motivation that i had before will start to dwindle extremely quickly as the days pass.. i mean, i almost had a thread of osmething to work for before, and now.. its like.. well, get a 65 in everything.. graduated.. and your good to go..

i guess my major is going to be Forensic Chemistry.. considering im good at chemistry, and i know OF forensics.. i suppose it will be grand.

If you need anything lemme know.. Peace out G'

Frank Lawrence Grasso
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(no subject) [Dec. 18th, 2006|10:13 pm]
[Current Location |yo yo yo]
[Current Mood |distraught]
[Current Music |lori's voice.]

Today, i found myself talking to myself.

I buckled my seatbelt, and knowing how i dont like it on, i counted to three and unclicked it in order for it to stop the beeping, but my effort to do it like a normal person failed because i counted to three OUTLOUD in the accent of the owl in the (how many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop commercials).

Today was one of the best days ever, I had the perfect mix of everything, Alittle school, Alittle Lori, and alittle of my friends.. i honestly couldnt have asked for a better day.

Lori is amazing, no lie.. i couldnt ask for a better person in my life right now.. i like sharing everything with her, she is just.. well, mine, and it will stay that way for a long time

Today we got kicked out of 2 places, one more fulfilling than the other, Walmart was fun as hell, we played paper towel football, aswell as bowling.. and we played lets see who can catch other people off gaurd and shoot them in the eyes with frebreeze, needless to say we all smelled like coconut grandma by time we left.

The situation with Mckinley Tops is not even worth mentioning other than the episode in the parking lot where the women and her efforts to write down out license plate numbers failed by us walking to the outer edge of the parking lot, or to grandpas buick. She eventually gave up.

unfortunatley the day took a minor turn for the worse when i got into a mild scruffle with my ex girlfriend over topic matter in which i would rather not discuss... needless to say, no im not even going to.. its over

Tonight, im going to get a good nights sleep.. and hopefully tommorow will be as equally pleasing.

Frank Lawrence Grasso
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(no subject) [Dec. 13th, 2006|09:32 pm]
[Current Location |My Hizzle]
[Current Mood |happyHappy]
[Current Music |Bon Jovi//Nigga]

Im honestly contimplating writing a live journal, but i guess by writing this first sentence im committing to the fact that I have nothing better do to instead. Today was a pretty good day, for the most part. I went to school, and i had a pretty good day, then i hung out with my beautiful girlfriend for a while, and then i went to work. I really should fill out these "part II"'s for college, but i really dont want to.. I know sooner or later ill have the mentallity of getting it done with and at that point in time ill just do it, but until then im going to keep blowing it off.

oh, christmas is fucking creepin up like a motherfucker, seriously that shit is so close. I think that im pretty pumped to get Xbox 360, i mean, i would rather get money, or get a car, but i understand that shit is out of my reach/control anyways, So im extremely content with an Xbox 360 maybe i might just get into my old pro gamer self, and have no friends.

I have an interview at hollister on friday, and i think it would be pretty cash money if i got a job there, even if i did have gay hours the discount is worth it.. and i know, yes, i know.. im gay for working there, i already have that covered.

JOEY passed his road test. at this point in my entry i want everyone to go, stop, clap your hands a few times.. and soak in the fact that that is fucking amazing. We are going to be able to hang out os much more now, especially because the reason we stopped hanging out so much was because i crashed my car.

Im listening to Bon Jovi right now, and im gonna let everyone know right now, that i fucking love this band. I know all the words, thanks to my sisters, and it just makes me so happy, yah they fucking say, that is a given, but i still thing it cheers me up, sort of like the beach boys cheer me up.. its just one of those things.

but anyways, leave me some fucking comments, i think thats why i stopped posting because i just read them myself and thats it.

but anyways, nigga's. peace out

Frank Lawrence Grasso
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Im very Content [Dec. 6th, 2006|10:38 pm]
[Current Location |Basement]
[Current Mood |Content.]
[Current Music |Eminem nigga.]

I realized today that im very content with my life, just hanging out with my friends and lori all the time, and then working and hanging out with my family.. i mean, i have no time to do anything else other than that... but honestly what else is there to do. Im really happy.. and i think its more self proclaimed than anything, i mean, i SAY im happy all the time, but i think i actually believe myself.

Many people reading this probably dont tihnk Frank gets bummed.. when in reality i do, but not as often as alot of people.. i can stay happy for a LONG time, its self drivin, i SAY im happy therefore i AM happy, You all should try it..

But in other news... I missed fucking bingo yesterday, and I was fucking pissed to say the least.. everyone just had shit to do.. and im not THAT guy to go to bingo by myself, hell its fun, but im not a douche.

Ive found the computer very redundent and boring lately, so i find myself occuping my time with other things.. I just take into consideration all the time pople spend on here and i realize i dont want that to be me..

I have also noticed my declining desire to right in my live journal, i know that its fun.. and alot of you like to read random people shit, so for all of you, im sorry

Oh!.. and shit that ive noticed.. like recently or.. senior year even it seems that like, your true friends almost come out, like the group of friends just continues to get smaller and smaller until only your TRUE best friends stand, its kinda wierd.. and i dont like it, because i can see myself getting farther and farther from the people that have made my life fucking... funny as hell (i.e. alex... basically).. idk it just seems like we are both so busy with our shit that we dont have time to hang out anymore, and ALOT of my friends also fall under that category, like, joey even, we havent hung out in forever, and its starting to get to me.. i mean, i fucking used to laugh so hard EVERY day, and i just miss having that i guess, things need to change soon.. i miss those fucking guys.. they were like my brothers, and they still are.. shits gonna go down :). But anyways, ive bored you all long enough.. NIGHT everyone.



Frank Lawrence Grasso
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yeh [Nov. 16th, 2006|08:42 pm]
[Current Location |basement]
[Current Music |nothing]

i understand they care.. thats fantastic

but they need to let me live my fucking life

yeah.. there was shootings there.. there are fucking shootings everywhere..
there are school shootings too, i dont see you protecting me from the local school yard.

fuck it, and double standards.. its probably one of my favorite fucking bands and i cant even go see them.. so.. in otherwords.. im fucking pissed


today basically fucking sucked..

i didnt feel like going to school, so i didnt. woke up around 1:30 and sat around until i went to work.. and i got home at 8 to my parents explaining to me "sonny, its far to dangerous"..

im sick of it. i just want to experience what i want to experience. thats it






Frank Lawrence Grasso.
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Well. [Oct. 31st, 2006|02:54 pm]
[Current Location |mhm]
[Current Mood |bitchybummed.]
[Current Music |nothing]

For a first time in a long time ive been able to actually say that im geniunely bummed out.

I got into a car accident after work last night.

I totalled my car.

The car infront of me stopped suddenly.. and i just didnt have time, i failed at my attempt to get around him and just slammed into the back of his Trailblazer, i went under him, crunching my car like an acordian.. Me and Shaun both walked away pretty much harm free.. which is something i can always look at and be happy about.

I always knew i was going to get into an accident, but i figured when i did that it wouldnt be my fault, and i hoped more than anything that i would be alone.. I felt so bad, i still feel bad.

For anyone who cares how i am, im fine, and i want to thank everyone who called or talked to me and gave me support.. it actually does help.

I am going back to being the person who needs a ride everywhere. My whole life is virtually flipped upside down. I mean, i get early release but no car to get anywhere. The airbags deployed in my car, and if i wanted to get it fixed (which is a lost cause anyways) its just 2000 dollars JUST for the airbags. For anyone who hasnt been in an accident where the airbags deployed, it is a pretty dramatic situation, the dust and the smell are pretty overwhelming. not to mention having to put my car into drive and pull over to the side of the road when i had an airbag in my face.

It sucks. Yah.

Frank Lawrence Grasso
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(no subject) [Oct. 22nd, 2006|11:44 pm]
[Current Location |basement]
[Current Mood |happyHappy.]
[Current Music |Eminem :)]

YO YO YO !

Yo whats up.. haha..

Fuckin.. im in a pretty good mood considering we have to go back to school tommorow.. This fucking break has been awesome.. i love not having school.. just being able to spend my day with my friends and my girlfriend.. because honestly.. thats why i dont mind school, because they are there.

I dont think im going to mind school tommorow that much.. After i get past the first two periods the day is a fucking breeze.. AP bio is just such a bitch.. for fucking real.. I love how songs can honestly make me smile and instantly happy.. Music is good.. Im all over the map today but its all good

Oh oh fucking oh!.. The Buffalo Fucking Sabres own so much.. like.. before the past 2 seasons buffalo just smoked crack.. but now that we have a team to be proud of, because they are fucking tits.... buffalo still smokes crack, but atleast we have a TEAM to cheer to when we are high!.. YAH!

Haha. 52-0-0 MOTHER FUCKER..

I like writing but i dont have anythign to write about.. honestly..

Ohh, i saw 4 movies this month at the regal.. which is like 60 bucks (sometimes paying for dos).. But it was all good.. Texas chainsaw massacre sucked.. The employee of the month wasnt THAT good.. but it was still a good thing to do, in comparison to the usual Tim hortons.. and i saw School for scoundrels that was actually alot better than i thought it was going to be.. i dont remember the forth one, i think jackass two, but that was last month i think.. which was BY the WAY the BEST MOVIE i have ever seen.. like Non stop funny.. fucking loved every minute of it..

i worked for 8 hours and 15 minutes today, and with the exception of being alone for 2 hours and spilling 5 gallons of milk.. it actually kind of cruised.. I need more hours or a new job. thats my new decision, well.. it really isnt up to me. .but thats my new dilema.

Anyways, i think im gonna go get some grub and then hit the sack.. ill see most of you guys tommorow.. Night yall.


Frank Lawrence Grasso..

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for YOUR reading pleasure! [Oct. 12th, 2006|10:31 pm]
[Current Location |basement]
[Current Mood |happyhappy.]
[Current Music |lori's voice.]

i have had people come up to me, FRANK, why dont you post in your livejournal anymore, your probably the most interesting writer ever. I reply, well.. alright, ill hit you up with another.

Its been about 2 weeks since i have posted so alot of shit has happened..

alot of good shit.. nothing that i can complain about at all.

I have a girlfriend, her name is lori, and she is basically awesome.

i got a new skateboard, and a hat.. and i uhh, love yogurt :).

Umm, tommorow im hanging out with my friends, then going to Darcies with lori.. then i think im going to go to haunted houses with shaunathon. its gonna be a pretty good day, im excited.

I had homework detention today, and i have to say, it wasnt that bad.. me and alex keller sat next to eachother, and he took an hour to draw a small picture, and im tellin you it was a small picture.. i finished all my math homework so it wasnt time wasted really..

OH! it started fucking snowing today, and people are fucking retarded. It suprises me how we all live in buffalo and people cant fucking drive when shit is coming out of the sky.. im fucking 17 and drive better than these fucking 30 year olds that swerve around like the road is LAVA... fucking rediculus.

Im on the phone at da moment so im gonna cut this one short.. Peace G.


Frank Lawrence Grasso
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