We should have shotguns for this shit...

I can totally see rated R movies now...

2005-09-01T14:40:32Z

ITT we wish Liam a Happy Birthday, because that just seems like the thing to do.

go.

bandwagon post

2005-08-20T01:18:08Z

1. Go here.
2. Pass it on.

1.~How did you meet folex? orchestra, freshan year, through jared matthews
2.~What would you do if you had never met emoboy115? nothing different?
3.~What do you honestly think of mehhec4n? love that guy, AND MY COUNTRY HELL YEAH
4.~Would or did amyiseccentric and stefanilynn go out? no that would be SO fucking hot.
5.~Have you ever liked ttsteele86? hell yeah, has the best abs in the world.
6.~If omaha1314 died tomorrow, what is one thing that you would need him/her to know? hahaha... that I'm so happy.
7.~Would tinytim72688 and cvoz_bosher make a good couple? fuck the fuck no.
8.~Describe tehgodfathar in 3 words: Sexy, sexy, and sexy.
9.~Do you think dazedcanadian is hot? intellectually, gorgeous.
10.~Would omaha1314 and acefrog211 make a lovely couple? casey and anyone besides a guy isnt a cute couple.
11.~What do you think of when you see stefanilynn? sex?
12.~Tell me something humiliating about cvoz_bosher: he pissed himself after prom... lol
13.~Do you know any of utmoonbog's family members? nope.
14.~What's tehgodfathar's favorite color? blue?
15.~On a scale of 1-10 how cute is mander_pander? 7.59
16.~What would you do if steveilicious just professed their undying love for you? play halo with him.
17.~What language does amyiseccentric speak? english and spanish
18.~Who is sushimonkey511 going out with? no one
19.~Is 1338 a boy or a girl? a bear, a deliciously manly boy bear.
20.~Would monkeycat62 and steveilicious make a good couple? noooooooo
21.~Who do you think youllthinkofme would be great with from this list? me, me, me, and me. all the time.
22.~When was the last time you talked to dazedcanadian? Fugitive
23.~What is ttsteele86's favorite band? Jesus.
24.~Does tinytim72688 have any siblings? yep
25.~Would you ever date utmoonbog? nope
26.~Would you ever date tehgodfathar? yep
27.~Is youllthinkofme single? not when I'm around...
28.~What is tehgodfathar's last name? johansen
29.~What is monkeycat62's middle name? Snake
30~What is mehhec4n's fantasy? smoking a cigar while doing yvonne
31.~Where does 1338 live? in my pants. and by chris.
32.~Would you make out with folex? hell yeah, and anyone he was secretly going out with. (:(
33.~Are emoboy115 and utmoonbog best friends? no but they could be?
34.~Does tehgodfathar like tehgodfathar? this is just retarded... but I'd imagine very well.
35.~How did you meet monkeycat62? through handball I think, somehing like that.
36.~Is dazedcanadian older than you? who isnt...
37.~Is acefrog211 the sexiest person alive? more or less, yes.

its been 36 hours or so... and I still miss you guys. <3

Updates from the East Coast from now on...

2005-08-18T15:28:53Z

thanks to everyone who I got to see before I leave, coffee then 205 accident then Handball last night was a blast, and the following activities with my bestest of friends were legendary. I'm going to really really really miss people. a whole fucking lot. and that is going to take some time to get over, the whole homesickness thing. I'm feeling it already and I havent even left yet, even as I'm sitting in Alex's living room with everyone within 10 feet, I miss them a lot. bleh, emotions are shitty, I'm definitely used to, you know, forcing those down into oblivion, at least the sad ones, but they're kinda hard to avoid right now. so what I'm going to do is leave for Philly, and then use the amazing internet to keep on loving you guys, and just to remind myself, I'll see you all again over winter break.

Bye.

New Violin

2005-07-31T00:51:05Z

I miss the one I used to have, but it wasnt mine, so I guess this one will do me quite well until I can find some rich person to sleep with that owns a Guarneri or some shit.

this has a nice sound to it, very open, but it can still get opened up more. good rich sound on the lower strings, and its still sweet but powerful for the E. I'm also getting nice bow that they dont have pictures of, but its a gorgeous looking bow, everything is pearl and ivory, and its round instead of octagonal, which I normally prefer, but this one works really well with the instrument and has really good balance and weight, a solid feel. enough nerdy ranting...

I have 19 days until I leave forever and ever for Philly to see my dad for a bit before I head off to Boston. I talked to some friends from Meadowmount today, and apparently this guy Josh that I was friends with who got kicked out last year for smoking and cussing out the head counselour is going to BC too, and Julie Rhee, an awesome cellist is going to Harvard, so thats 2 more people who I'll be seeing in the fall. not to say that grace lee isnt enough asian for me, but sometimes, the sex is just TOO violent, I might like a reprive once in a while. what I'm trying to say is that we need to get something together so I can see everybody before I leave and die of excessive cirrosis and other liver related problems. also a special shoutout to Jay Rosen, you're an awesome guy and LJ's are fun times, enjoy.

and I turn 18 in exactly 1 year, 1 month, and 1 day. kick ass.

Sun River

2005-07-22T22:57:46Z

THE RULES:

1) no fat chicks.
2) NO fat chicks!
3) NO FAT CHICKS!!
4) YEAH!!!
5) WHOOOOO!!!
6) NO FAT CHICKS!!!
7) NO DUMBASSES!!!
8-99) NO FAT CHICKS!!!!!
100) What happens in Sun River, stays in Sun River.

SOOOOOO much fun shit its ridiculous. I am in love with brian, nathan, dan, and alex. we showed up at the house, and set up our comps and started playing DotA. we drove 4 hours so we could LAN. there was other stuff, such as getting anally raped by bikes, swimming in the river, talking about having sex with all these middle school kids, the non-stop use of Ipods, watching all the star wars movies, calling mychal kintz approximately 40 times, and lots and lots of gay action. there's other stuff, but I'm going to go ahead and refer to rule 100 on this one, and most everything we did was O.F.F.B. anyways. that of course stands for Official Fantastic Four Business. and yes, we're all completely homosexual. I'm also required to give Dan crap for being a stupid fucking idiot last night. he knows.

and as a final note, I have never sang along to so much music in my life. it was non stop. jesus tits.

Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince...

2005-07-16T12:41:26Z

There are no words to describe the sadness I feel right now. Literally, I sat here at the keyboard trying to think of a clever metaphor or analogy to show how sad I felt, but nothing at all came. Thank you J.K. Rowling for making me miserable. I think instead of doing anything for the next few days of my life I just want to sit around my house and cry all the time. after 5 and a half beautiful hours of reading, I've had my spirit crushed. So if anyone wants to hang out tomorrow, I probably wont be up to the task, I think sleeping is the only remedy for the terribly sad and disgusted feeling that I have in the pit of my stomach.

on the other hand tonight was way fun, until about the last 100 fucking pages or so of the book. thats the biggest spoiler I'm willing to give, nothing else, but FUCK once you hit those last hundred... I'm definitely glad I read all of it this morning, I'd rather know what happens than have people holding the knowledge over my head.

and I suppose if anyone wants to hang out, you can let me know, I dont know how willing I will be to engage in anything. I dont even know if I'm going to get drunk tonight... or actually, better yet, I'm going to just start buying half gallons of rum and start going through one at least every three days. through the course of a day's drinking I think I can do it. But if you want to try to talk me out of my funk, you're welcome to try. glhf with that. My will to do anything is gone... in all seriousness, I dont even want to play DotA or read, I just want to sleep and drink. and this is the most depressed post I've ever made. so fin.

p.s. dont you hate joking about something and then it comes true? god dammit. shit fuck shitty shitty fuck fuck cock ass jesus tits.

Fritz Kirsch...

2005-06-24T23:41:50Z

so my mom has an ex husband who has been supporting her for years and basically enabling her to fuck my dad over financially through child support because her known income is rather low, and thus we have to pay her more. funny thing is, recently, he's been around town, I've seen him at my mom's house, Albertson's, and at a court date a few weeks ago. Now I really dont have a lot against the guy, other than he's unknowingly fucking us over a bit, but this article came to my attention through my aunt who lives in Clearwater, Florida. for those of you who dont know, St. Petersburg is in Florida, and this is an article they published recently about Fritzie-poo:

http://pqasb.pqarchiver.com/sptimes/847045511.html?MAC=348c402ba2886c2fe53ac5799f420bf5&did=847045511&FMT=FT&FMTS=FT&date=May+30%2C+2005&author=TERRI+BRYCE+REEVES&printformat=&desc=SECOND+SIGHT+%2F%2F+A+blinding+battle

the gist of it is he has bad eyesight, is a civil war re-enacter, and has been in love with my mom for the last 30 years or so. here's the funy part of the article taken directly from it ( you can read the whole thing yourself in the link, its actually a well written article that I found interesting to read, and amusing.)

" Finally, the loss of sight interfered with the renewed courtship of his ex-wife, an optician in Portland, Ore. He said he has remained in love with her for decades but she was reluctant to renew a relationship with someone who was nearly legally blind.

'My life was going down the tubes right before my eyes, pardon the pun," he said. "I was desperate and scared. But I am a born- again Christian. I got down on my knees and prayed for God to help me. I prayed for guidance and courage and for him to show me what to do.' "

and then at the end...

"Today, Kirsch is a man of renewed confidence. As soon as the school year ended about a week ago, he left for Portland and, he hopes, a summer of romance."

I'll do an update at some later date about the whole court situation is going, and there's some fucked up shit going on, but that will come later.

PEOPLE ARE FUCKED UP!!!! I WANT YOU TO GET FUCKED UP!!!!

2005-06-16T17:28:34Z

Yesterday was Bryan Bailey's going away party... so all day me, brian, and alex were trying desperately to find a place to party. It wasnt working, so I suggested that the three of us go back to my house and ask my dad if we could have a party. so we did, and it was amazing. we just explained how amazing bryan was and how we wanted to get fucked up. and this was awesome: my dad- "so there will be no alcohol right?" and I go "if by 'no alcohol' you mean 'alcohol' then you would be right." and he said YES which is extraordinary. then we went and got B squared a cake and some icing, took it home and wrote "Fuck Me Bryan" on it and then just started waiting for people.

SOOOOO MANY FUCKING PEOPLE WERE HERE it was amazing. It was officially a legendary party because Joe Knight was here, but other than him I'd say that at the high point there were a good 25 or so people. it was our regular crew of people plus a shitload of OSU kids (boettcher's latest post was from the very laptop I'm typing on right now... waka was playing chess and whit and some more of brian's posse..... STEVE YEAH WHOOO ALCOHOL STEVE JORDAN BRAUN ALCOHOL TO MINORS PALADIN... just kidding. Steve had nothing to do with this party, or any parties that we've had in the past. Ever. There was basically a stream of people coming through the door that I was incredibly excited to see. Aaron Clarke came and was literally retarded by midnight or so... loesch was pretty god damn fucked up. MIKE SCHMIDT showed up for a while, and a bunch of people crashed for the night. but damn diggity it was awesome.

also Zelda the Jamaican made my fucking night. Thanks Zelda, I hope to be seing way more of you in the future.

and before this post is over, everyone give alex loescher for dropping an entire unopened fifth of Smirnoff triple distilled vodka on my driveway. just on general principle, dont let him forget this. and I know its a mistake and I love him... but such waste cannot go unnoticed.

time to keep packing up my house... moving is awesome... and just putting out a bulletin of sorts, I'll probably be needing random houses to stay at for days at a time over the summer because my dad is moving and I am NOT going to live with my mom. so if its cool, let me know so I can make sure I have places to go over the next couple months.

thanks bitches.

depressed when I shouldnt be...

2005-06-10T23:58:43Z

so graduation was absolutely, unequivocally amazing. The ceremony itself wasnt too ridiculously long, and I just joked around with kevin and david the whole time, mostly about the really really fat board member guy who looked like he was horrifically constipated. It's completely surreal to me that I'm finally finished with high school... and that the culmination of my efforts is a small golden plaque. These last four years have brought so much happiness and triumph both in and outside of the classroom, and at the same time they've been atrociously difficult, at least for me, especially outside of the classroom. I've been having a lot of retarded shit at home for the past 7 years it feels so FUCKING good to be able to have the door opened to get away from that.

It's been randomly getting worse lately, and especially over the last few weeks I've been going out almost every single night just to get away from the bullshit that goes on here. today after the grad party I went over to Nathan's to sleep with Amy for a bit, you know, just cuddle and spoon a little, and I got up around 11:30 and called and said that I could go home whenever he could pick me up. this is when he exploded and started screaming about how irrespoisble I am and how I never communicate with him where I'm going and when I'll be back, and how much of a "fucking dissapointment for a son" I am. the best part is, he did this exact same thing yesterday morning before I got on the bus to grad practice. I had told him verbatim that I would see him the next afternoon because we were camping out, sleeping, and then heading to practice the next morning. Instead, he shows up at school and bitches at me there. and today for the last few hours, its been the same thing. he reminds me so much of my brother brendan (who is 12) in that whenever things dont go his way he just shuts down completely ad becomes the most passive aggressive asshole on the face of the earth. Yesterday I went to lunch with my two aunts, 3 cousins, him, and brendan before graduation, and even there he spent most of the time whining about me and my precocious attitude (my word, not his) and my failures as a person. so that was delightful. on that note, I am packing up my house and getting ready to move, I dont know where I'm going, but my dad and brendan should be going to Philadelphia around July 14th, and we have a court date July 7th to determine whether they can move or not. Thank you parents who apparently love to battle over custody for fucking each other and subsequently me over for the last seven years, its been fantastic.

on a happier note, camping 2 nights ago was one of the best nights of my life, and I'd like to thank everyone for coming that did, and for everyone doig silly things with me. we need to do a repeat very very soon, and often through the summer. last ight was also one of the best nights of my life, ad there are no words to say how very very much I'm going to miss all of my friends, and how very very much I'm looking forward to never seeing a lot of people ever again in my life. I know other people have posted similar things to this but our class contains a good number of amazing people who have impacted me a lot, but it also has a lot more complete shitheads who I hope never procreate without protection and thusly spread their shithead genes on to a future generation.

and a final quick thing, I wanted to put my current reading list on here just to see if anyone has read these or wants to reccommed shit to read over summer:
1) "Mother Night" - Kurt Vonnegut (I'm about halfway done, its superb)
2) "Trout Fishing in America" - Richard Brautigan (also "The Pill versus the Springhill Mine Disaster" and "In Watermelon Sugar" in this collection, troche's bear gave it to me.)
3) "Stranger then Fiction" - Chuck Palahniuk
4) "Bloom County" - Berkeley Breathed (a comic collection to compliment the Brautigan, from troche)
5) "The Killer Angels" - Michael Shaara
6) "War in a Time of Peace" - David Halberstam (about the Clinton era)
7) "Galapagos" - Kurt Vonnegut

I am teh Jedi

2005-05-30T19:25:11Z

Star Wars Meme by sailor_phobos

1st 2 Ltrs of 1stname + Last 3 Ltrs of last name

1st 2ltrs of moms last name+Last 3ltrs of city brn

Sith or Jedi

Jedi

Skin Color

Pink

Eye Color

Black

Light Saber Color

Blue

How close you are to switching sides: 67%

Username

You're Random Star Wars Quote:

Don't underestimate the Force.

Your Padawan (if you're a jedi)

mehhec4n

Your apprentice (if you're a sith)

crazypunch

You're Master

haohmaru

Quiz created with MemeGen!

we're so close to being done with school. SO CLOSE. thats why I'm hanging out with friends and such instead of... anything else. Saturday night was awesome.

Random Compilation

2005-05-26T06:36:05Z

I love getting ego boosts:
www.livejournal.com/users/username41790

I don't know you really; but I do know this: you're funny, smart, musically talented and aware, film-savvy, you make wierd faces, you seem dorky and despite your I'm sure amazingly broad vocab you still have the foulest mouth I've ever heard. So I geuss that's a sufficient amount of knowledge about you to have a crush on you. I don't really know why I'm posting this comment, I think it's because in a sick a twisted way it will help me to vent it to you without you really knowing. It's a safe feeling knowing you don't know male, female, young, old, psycho or not (although maybe I half am for doing this), smart or not, feo fea bonito or bonita. You don't know and that allows me to breath deeper. You make me nervous (in a good way) and boys don't make me nervous. I like it. Anyway, you're gorgeous awesome talented and seemingly innocent sweet smart and cool. But don't let it get to your head. any of it. oh yeah and one last confession one I have saved for the end because I have been battling myself about even including it- but in order for this to be a completely successful confession; one that allows me to get over you completely and move on happily I have to add: I fantasize about pushing you up against a wall and kissing you. I'm good at kisssing.

Anyways... a synopsis of life as of late:
Unbearable Lightness of Being is an awesome book pertaining purely to philosophy and sex, and the joining of the two. Its very good. I'm still failing Troche's class, not surprising, but eh. I'm having a great time with lit circles. The weather is AMAZING for handball, or skipping school and playing Ultimate Frisbee. We're so close to being done its ridiculous. and pretty much all I'm doing is hanging out with friends non-stop. going off of that, I think if when we put together "Humanities Party 2: the chamber of secrets" that a lot more people will come than before, I have this urge to corrupt people, and I've been succeeding. I dont like being bad at violin constantly... and Moulin Rouge is a fantastic movie.

Blizzard Entertainment Tribute

2005-05-07T18:59:45Z

Nuked. thank you Blizzard.

just felt like making a public post. its been a while. and I love posting pictures, makes me feel computer savvy like JJamesB.
PYP Concert tonight. Dinner with Troche, Bear (not hadduck), Amanda, Cutter, and myself.

in other news I have mono. so for the next month, I will be tired and cranky. Be warned.

Damn that smelled good...

2005-04-10T20:52:23Z

Musicians:

I need to pick a teacher for the fall at Boston Con, go to their site ( www.bostonconservatory.edu ) and check out the violin faculty, if you know any of them/ have heard anything, please let me know. All I have to go with right now is their bios, which are all ridiculous and involve 400 competitions and degrees from Curtis an Juilliard an shit. Right now I'm leaning towards Mr. Lynn Chang because he's called me and we talked for a good 20 minutes about all the teachers there and how he's excited to have me coming there. I've met his son Chris, and he's a cool guy, so Lynn probly is too. He went to Meadowount and went up to the top of the mountain for a night and ended up being involved in a big ass bonfire that burned some trees at the very top. Which is pretty fuckin bad-ass, and thats one of the main reasons I'm leaning towards him.

Regular People:

become musicians, we're the shit. honestly.

FUCKSHITCOCKYESMOTHERFUCKERS

2005-03-21T22:17:13Z

Hello Liam,
I was very impressed by your audition tape and was wondering how interested you would be in coming to the Boston Conservatory. I am just about to make reccomendations for scholarships and it would obviously help to know the level of commitment on your part.
Please let me know if you are interested.
Best,
Irina Muresanu
Violin Professor, Boston Conservatory

hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahhahahaahhahahaha yes bitches.

Black Tasks and Massive Nosebleeds (new from Rise Against)

2005-03-11T00:43:21Z

Interesting last few days. This week is absolutely stupid as far as homework goes. 5-10 page paper due TOMORROW which is definitely not going to be done on time. assorted other stuff, like... you know, starting my SSE needs to be done. Also, I need to desperately study for PB's midterm on Tuesday, thats going to be difficult without some preparation.

On a great note, I got to hang out with Rindi for a while Tuesday night, watched Pulp Fiction.

Semi Formal Friday, Robot Ninjas, assuming Kevin and I can organize it well enough. But the most exciting thing of late has been my nosebleeds- GROSS STORY AHEAD

It started Monday night when I sneezed, and the nose spewed everywhere, landing me in the bathroom for 20 minutes holding TP in my nose and letting large amounts of blood down the drain. Tuesday, it bled that evening as well, when I accidentally tapped the side of it. this one was worse than the first time. Wednesday, it bled after I got home from school for a good half hour, and then for about 5 minutes at about 9. About 9:15, Rindi came over to watch Pulp Fiction (best date ever) and I warned her of the volatile state of my nose. After the movie was over, we were talking and the sort, and then I sort of brushed against the nose... and it started off. Delightful. Details aside, through the course of the early morning, it bled another couple times and was completely disgusting, and I was completely embarassed hardcore. I mean, who the fuck has an unstoppable bloody nose during a date. Me, apparently. But, it was pretty Kool and the Gang, Rindi didnt want to fuck my shit up, so it was just a bloody slightly amusing mess. She left, and after getting an hour or two of sleep, I woke up at about 7 to get ready for school... and at 7:45 it started bleeding again... this time, it didnt stop for the next 3 and a half hours. I missed the school concert we had that morning at Sunrise and instead went to a doctor, where I found out I have a sinus infection, and apparently, I'm growing, so things (i.e. nose tissue) are stretching, and since its been dry as of late, bleeding happens easily for my nose. wtfukc. I thought it was over, because I blew out a blood clot roughly the size of my palm, and then today when we were going to the mall for lunch after the Humanities ballet field trip... it just started. I didnt touch it or anything. it just went. so I ended up chillin in the mall bathroom and bloodying the shit out of a stall, because when the drops/stream comes out, it hits and then splatters, so it looked like someone had been murdered and flushed down the toilet. pretty shitty.

OH SHIT REJECTED

2005-03-09T01:19:51Z

Got my letter of rejection from CIM:
"Dear Liam:

We are sorry to inform you of our decision not to accept you into the Cleveland Institute of Music. Frankly, we were disgusted with your audition, and after you played, most of the staff members who heard you got together and conspired to fly out to your house together, and wake you up and cut off your arms with a jagged shovel so you would never ever be able to even attempt to play violin again. However, we deemed that although the expense of several plane tickets would be a minute price to pay for your disfigurement, it would at this time be inconvenient timing for our staff members as they have obligations to teach and coach people who are actually good at their instruments. Please, we hope you understand that we want you to take this as personally as possible, and it would really behoove both you and the rest of the classical music world if you were to either take your own life, or move to an aboriginal village in Africa. Either one of these options would considerably mitigate your negative influence on any other musicians you may encounter. Thank you for auditioning, and we wish you the absolute worst in life, may you die soon, alone, and unloved.

Have a great day,

The place you have no chance of getting into."

EDIT: 3 things... one, this isnt serious, its just a funny rant I compiled. two, St. Helens blew the fuck up. three, these kids playing outside just said funny shit (my window is open, hence the hearing.)
Fat Kid with water gun: Thats it. You pushed me, push, past my limits, way past. I... I will shock you. You just pushed me BEYOND my limits. you want to get shocked??
Kid on Bike: No... COME GET ME *rides away on bike*
Fat Kid with water gun: YOU COME BAcK HERE SHRIMPO!!! I'll... SWING AT YOU *swings gun in general direction of kid who is about 4 feet away"
Kid on Bike: get me fatty... YOU CANT SHOCK ME...

Being Door Checked RULES

2005-03-06T17:46:21Z

I feel like shit. I really didnt know how much snot the sinuses could produce, but to this point, I'm fairly sure I could fill a Nalgene bottle with no problems whatsoever. <----Gross yes, Delicious, possibly. Yesterday was really exciting... I had Saturday School, so that was a delightful 3 hours of reading Gulliver's Travels, and wondering what Jon Swift was thinking when he wrote so much about nipples in the 2nd book. It was weird and disturbing. It was nice though... I spent a lot of time thinking about the night before happily, and so the time went by pretty fast. However, since I wasnt at MYS, everyone in the world (apparently) freaked the fuck out, and I ended up getting in massive trouble for the whole shebang. It worked out alright though, because instead of doing anything that mattered, I watched Pulp Fiction, and then went to bed at around 7. Because of the sickness, I woke up all night long and had this really really weird dream that my quartet was playing at the Schnitz, in front of a sold out house, and then I couldnt find my tux jacket or my violin, so I screamed at Esther and she took me backstage into a massive wine cellar where we ran into Tom Cruise, Chris Rock, Jack Nicholson, and Johnny Depp, and then we all had a good laugh about how Tom got way wasted the night before at the party I threw and how he ended up fucking like 3 chicks, and so I congratulated him on being a father, and then we all got drunk on wine and exchanged phone numbers... then I woke up.

Friday was a pretty good day @ school, I had my writing conference w/ Troche after school, and we talked about the paper for a good four minutes, and then talked about our Diablo 2 characters and experiences for another half hour. Then I went home and played myself some Diablo. I wouldve done hw, but MY MOM FUCKING STOLE MY BACKPACK FROM OUT OF MY HANDS AND THEN DOOR CHECKED ME AS SHE WAS DRIVING AWAY FROM MY HOUSE LOL RITE? yeah, wtfuck her problem is, I dont know, but if you're driving away from someone, and they're asking you to stop, I dont think its a good idea for you to hit them with your door while accelerating out of their cul-de-sac.

Friday nite-Saturday morning was absolutely top-notch bloody kickers. I havent really "like"-liked someone of the opposite sex since last summer, so this is an excellent change of pace for me. This being said, I will have to cancel most of my sexual activities with my guy friends... sorry Brian, Dan, Kevin, Alex, and Ben, but someone else is in the picture now. if you need someone new... Matt Madsen would be the guy to call. Check his LJ for his number.

-Vincent a.k.a. "My Niggah" Vega

Love Attacks from the rear. (whats it from?)

2005-03-01T04:35:08Z

Overall, a pretty damn good day. Humanities good as always, 6th period was busy. Went to mickey D's, then came back to school and went and played handball against Robinette's door for several minutes. Assorted miscreant stuff. Then, me and Ben had to get our shit out of Alex's car, so we went to get it, and I decided to drive back to Ben's house, then around my neighborhood, then back to school. What a stupid fucking idea. Fun, but stupid. 7th period, rehearsed and shit with quintet, we sound like ass. 8th period, about half of AP Gov was involved in the Yearbook photo taking for "senior most..." shit, so after that happened, we all went back down towards class, and we decided to do a conga line outside the window for funnies. then we realized the blinds were closed, so about 12 kids from our class went outside the school, and conga-d past the big ass windows to Mr. Morgan's room. Then, after doing a couple circles around, we all went back in and with perfectly straight faces, walked in single file, saying "Sabin bus..." Fun shit.

Came back to school around 5 after writing my facilitation questions for tomorrow for meeting w/ Troche. We talked about the thing for about 2 minutes, and then just talked about life, love, and happiness for the next hour. She's such an amazing person and teacher, I dont know what I would if someone else were in her place. I was thinking about it, and she's sort of like a mother figure to me. I mean, like a good mother, not the mother figure I have down the street who is abusive and manipulative and bitter and religious and a stupid, bigoted, hypocritical adulterous fuckface. (that was a fun rant)

Funny part of the conversation towards the very end:
Troche: so matty tells me that you're ah, dating...
Me: yeah. Rindi
Troche: hows that workin?
Me: Pretty nicely, we've only hung out a few times, but its always been great.
Troche: yeah, she seems good for you. I havent really talked with her, but yeah... just seems good.

Glad I have Troche's blessing. Now that we have the blessing and our intentions have been proven honorable by Jehovah, the future is bright.

I are teh nerd.

2005-02-27T18:28:06Z

I won Districts for the 4th year in a row yesterday. My legacy is complete. We had a good judge who actually knew her shit, and she talked with me for another 10 minutes after I played about what colleges and stuff I was looking into/auditioning for. So now I'm going to State, (along with a 2 or 3 other violinists, because we have so fucking many, we can send more to State...) and I'm not sure what to play. Its not til late April, so I could work up a concerto or something, but I'd really like to do the unaccompanied Ysaye I've been working on for 6 months, it'd be pretty close to perfect by the time state rolls around.

I play way too much Diablo. I went to bed last night around 11 ish after hanging out with Linzay and Traiz for a couple hours, and around 11:30 Rindi called AND AWOKE ME FROM A SOUND SOUND SLEEP THAT I WAS ENJOYING but it was still cool. We're hanging out today, so thats groovy. Regardless, after I woke up and talked with her for a bit, I decided to go to the computer and check my email, and then I figured it'd be a good idea to get a little Diablo in, I mean... while I'm up... so I ended up playing til about 5 in the morning after making a 4 hour playlist of shit on my computer and saying "just one more song Liam..." Bad call. However, I leveled up to 21, which considering I've had the game since Thursday isnt bad at all. In real life, I gained 300,574 Nerdtastic points.

I have to facilitate on Tuesday for "A Modest Proposal" by Jonathan Swift. Shit. Time to work on that.

EDIT: Just got back from Sideways w/ Rindi. Amazing amazing amazing movie. Thanks to it, Rindi and I have strengthened our relationship since we both realized we like ugly naked men.

So she didnt like my tie... until I told her it was 100% Buttofuoco Fiber.

2005-02-26T05:57:12Z

I took my change to the Coinstar thingy Wednesday after school (meaning around 11) and I had like, 70 bucks, so that was pleasant to find. I took that and went to the mall and bought "Diablo 2: Battle Chest" which contains the original Diablo, Diablo 2, and the expansion set "Lord of Destruction" as well as the official strategery guide. This is the 3rd time I've purchased the same exact fucking thing, because the first two times I bought it, I was living with my mom (to some extent or another) and she deemed it "evil and a horrible influence" and managed to throw it out. What a stupid whore. On that same subject, as of last Thursday, THE DIVORCE IS FINALLY OFFICIAL AND OVER!!!!! now all we have to deal with is the custody battle part. Woot.

Drove up to Seattle last night after OPAYCO and then today, I had the 1st audition of the day @ 10 oclock, on a really really nice stage at Benaroya Hall, so I sounded kick ass, and I nailed my shit (finally) and the guy auditioning me told me that he had some fantastic stuff to send back to the faculty, and that he looked forward to seeing me in the fall. Kick ass. Then we stuck around for a bit, and I got to see my cousin Farrah and we chilled for a bit, and she showed me the Breathalyzer thats installed in her car that she has to blow in before the car will start, because she has 3 DUI's. Wow. I aspire to that someday. cept not.

February is almost done, and starting in March, I'm not going to be as ridiculously busy 24/7. Violin shit is happening way less, and all I have to worry about is Humanities and SSE, for all intents and purposes. This means that I need to get off my practicing/homeworking ass and call people and do things more. Its been busy as all crpa lately, so my social life has equaled not so great. But with March, I'll be way freer. Which means way more Tony's, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Rindi, cigars, and getting the fuck out of the house.

Time to lvl up on Diablo. I'm working on a Paladin I affectionately named "Margaret".

Radiohead is an awesome band.

2005-02-23T00:43:40Z

SellsUsedCars: I dont think you're fat
kpie687: haha thanks you're really sweet

Road trip to Cali in late March is in the works. Scott Loescher's frat house for accomadations. we're thinking leave after Humanities on a thursday morning, come back sunday afternoon.

I have to write the last 5 papers we've had for Troche pretty much tonight so tomorrow she doesnt castrate me when I schedule a writing conference and she asks about my progress on said papers. That will be fun... if anyone wants to give me suggestions/their papers/good places to CopyPaste from, I'm willing to give out um... USED FLOPPY DISKS. or something of the sort.

During 6th period:
Liam: Hey, I'll door check the lady and her baby... you get double points because of the small child.
Alex: Kind of like Scott Peterson got double points for Laci Peterson?
Then we laughed and realized we're damned to hell.

Read the great and amazing The Christian Church:
on Hypocrisy, Humanities and Hope

When faced with the decision of what topic to choose for this mid term paper, I had not really put a lot of thought into how personal an essay I would write. Since we had been given the liberty of personal tense, I knew it could easily be something that I could sort of take an hour or so and write about something shallow or vague, or remotely amusing that I had experienced in Western Civilization, but I didn’t think until talking with other kids in class that I could put of myself into it. After asking around, I found out that several people had chosen to do their papers on religion and how Humanities had so far helped them define theirs, and this struck a resounding chord in me. I am one of those privileged youth who had parents that were “good Christians” while growing up, and so I was brought up in such a religious environment until the last couple years.
I saw this paper as not only as more homework but as an opportunity to delve into and explain some of the more painful parts of my life. This is something that I loathe doing, because I am the kind of person that never likes to really reveal weakness, or show any sign of trouble. I was raised to be the strong one that never cries or has problems, and I still am that person. However, Humanities thus far has not only educated me and provided me with ridiculous amounts of humor and fun, but also helped me through my own struggle to find out who I am and justify decisions I have made regarding a lot of things in my life, especially religion.
The main difference with my upbringing and most others was that my “religious” mother was physically and emotionally abusive towards my brother and myself, and my fairly religious father was working in a different state and was thus rarely able to spend time with me. The so-called religious upbringing I had was a healthy one as far as being active in our church, praying, and things like that. The parts where I was thrown down stairs and choked into unconsciousness were rather different, and seeing my dad every other weekend was the only good part of my life for my middle school years. We would sleep in a pop-up trailer out in my backyard as to avoid the presence of my good Christian mother. In April of my eighth grade year, after about a year of ugly court proceedings, my dad came to the house in Seattle one day after school and told Brendan and I that mom would not be home that night due to a court order and we had until the next morning to pack our things and drive to Portland, where he worked, to try to start things fresh.
Long story short, this year I ended up in Humanities, and with help from the material studied in this course, I have been able to finally begin to clear up doubt and ignorance regarding my past and present in religion. Most of my life, I have harbored and nurtured a deep resentment and hatred towards my mother and through her the idea of the Christian Church, yet I remained a semi-believer and a church attendee until last year. When we began looking more in depth at the beginnings of organized Christianity, I started to be able to tone down my problems with organized religion, or at least become more educated as to why I had such a dislike of it from beyond a personal perspective. For instance, I found that the church had always had problems with hypocrisy and arrogance, and has been used often as a tool for personal gains.
Martin Luther and his 95 Theses exposed to the general public many of the problems that the Catholic Church was undergoing at the time. Priests gorging themselves on swan and other delicacies and engaging in sexual relations and bearing children out of wedlock were simply everyday occurrences at the time. In 1517 when the theses were posted, they sparked what became the Protestant Reformation. Luther’s criticism of the church’s doctrinal failings was the final straw for a good amount of the population, and the Catholic Church’s power was diminished. The Catholic Church reacted to the growing Protestant movement, in a number of ways. These are collectively called the Counter-Reformation. The Church simultaneously enacted a few reforms, in order to satisfy the demands of some of the reformers and at the same time, struck back at the Protestants. Many heads of state in Europe were loyal Catholics & assisted the Church in repressing Protestants. Perhaps the most famous example is the Spanish Inquisition, directed and fueled by the Spanish royalty than the Church. One hundred and one years after Luther’s theses were posted, the 30 Years War began to rage through Europe. From 1618-1648, warring countries fought each other with the Catholic and Protestant churches behind them, once again using religion as a crucial piece of a power play.
Constantine used it to conquer, using the effective “Convert or Die” policy to take control of most of Europe. Later, during the late 700’s, Charlemagne conquered in order to spread religion, and of course to conveniently bring power to himself. Cardinal Richelieu used his position as a religious figure to take control of France during the reign of Louis XIII. In 1624, Richelieu took power and used his power to amass a fortune through the sale of indulgences, and ruled for eighteen years until his death in 1642. He was a ruthless leader that used religion as an excuse to eliminate anyone that posed a threat to him and as a way to further his own political and personal goals. He stated this in various letters written to other cardinals and friends, saying “If you give me six lines written by the most honest man, I will find something in them to hang him” and “the state is above everything, religion is a mere instrument to promote the policies of the state.”
Another of relevant example of hypocrisy and abuse of religion is the saga of Henry VIII of England. After the “Defender of the Faith” was denied a divorce from the Catholic Church in 1529, he formally broke from the Catholic Church in 1534 and joined with the Protestants in order to grant himself the divorce from Catherine of Aragon that he needed to produce his male heir. His split from Catholicism caused a shift in overall influence and power from Rome and the pope to the Protestant Reformation and its leaders. The fact that religion has been used so often and effectively as an end to a means is something that I wasn’t fully aware of until this year through our studies in Western Civilization. I knew primarily of my own experiences with religious people, particularly my mother, and this left me jaded and bitter towards religious people in general.
Religion in and of itself is not a bad thing. In fact, it inspires people and gives them hope. Organized religion however, seems to be a way for people to get what they want and manipulate things to their advantage using their beliefs as an excuse to do so. I have met and come to know only eight Christian people in my life that I deeply and truly respect, and while I bear no ill will towards the average Christian, I will automatically be biased against them if I find that they hold such beliefs. So many people in the Christian church, and I’m sure other religions have become so disgustingly and transparently fake, living a lie. There is the half of them that goes to church and prays and sings and cries when God speaks to them, and there is the half that goes home and changes into someone else entirely. Admittedly, I think this way because of my past with my mother, whom I seemingly cannot come to terms with or forgive for her behavior, but I have also seen these characteristics in women and men like her. These are the kind of people that feel they can live how they want, and then go to church four times a week and pray for forgiveness and automatically receive it with no strings attached from their objective and loving god.
I cannot stand what has happened to the practice and idea of organized religion, and taking Western Civilization has helped me to gain an understanding of the past and corruption, but also the good parts of religion. Since the beginning of our studies, I have grown to become less of a bitter person in general towards organized Christianity, because I have learned more about the problems that started hundreds of years ago in Europe. Instead of blaming everything about the way the church has become morally corrupt on the influences of society, the product of today becoming people like my mother, I now realize that the church has always maintained a level of imperfection, and that it is not a recent development that corruption and hypocrisy have come to play.
Through our explorations into the world of Western Civilization, I have found kindred spirits who have questioned the church just as much if not more than I have. From Aquinas to Descartes, people have always tried to understand and change the organized church, and I hope that I am no different. While I am no longer a member of the church, I would like to perhaps help change it, or bring some sort of “Liamist Reformation” to it, and because of the education I am receiving from this class, I very well might be able to change people within the church for the better, and through that, if enough people change, the church itself.

Music Post

2005-02-21T18:42:36Z

Got back from All-Northwest last night at aboot 10ish, went inside and slept for a good 12 hours, then got up and signed on AIM. I'm such a tool. All-NW kicked an unbelievable amount of ass. I hate coming home from things like this, everyone there is just as awesome as all my friends back home, but they have the added benefit of appreciating and loving classical music as much as I do. Yesterday, before the concert, we had an assload of time, and so we were hanging out on the roof of the concert hall in Bellevue and just started talking about different artists/recordings we preferred... and continued in this vein for about an hour and a half, just about who has the best Sibelius, or what quartet has the best Ravel recording, or how fucking fast Heifetz plays 3rd mvmt. of Tchaik. Stuff like that. I'm incredibly done with high school, and as much as I love the people here, I'm ready to move on. I feel cooped up as a musician, not so much as a person, because most all my friends are seniors so they're ready to leave too, but as a musician, this place isnt so great.

All-NW stories:
First day, I walked into the hotel room, introduced myself, and this guy in there started asking what I'd played. And it went downhill... (edited version)
Jerry: So have you played the Ravel Violin Concerto?
Liam: Wtf? He didnt write one you dick-riding faggot.
Jerry: Yeah he did, it starts with a Z.
Liam: You mean Tzigane? Which isnt a concerto? Jesus you're fucking stupid. Go die.

We played awesome repertoire, Prokofiev's Romeo and Juliet Suite, a Hovaness piece that was modern and was sucky (in my opinion) and we played along with a CD of whale sounds while making up notes. I didnt like it, and the CD guy fucked up every single cue in the concert. Whales were everywhere. Smetana's Bartered Bride "Dance of the COmedians" which we played conductorless, like the pimps we were. I love playing in orchestras that are actually fucking good. Makes me happy in the pants.

Rindi called. She's extra-triple-fantastical-cool-happyface.

Cindy Petty was there, who is a huge mentor for me, and we had an... interesting conversation. (edited version)
Liam: well yeah, the Prokofiev is so fucking rad its ri-donk-you-luss
Cindy: Agreed. Oh, you'll have to tell me the Morgan story one of these days Liam. I've heard four of five different stories about "past" and "recent" times... and I figured I'd hear it from the horse's mouth.
Liam: yeah, sure, I'd love to tell you about how I fucked her. Thatd be way cool. You enjoi the concert now please.

I have huge blisters on my feet from playing Ultimate Frisbee barefoot for 3 hours Friday Night.

It's my dad's time of the month...

2005-02-10T06:44:45Z

This morning, I got up and took a shower, and was watching TV before leaving for school, when my dad comes up to me and basically rapes me verbally about how irresponsible I've been lately (which is true) and how very disrespectful I've been as well (not true) and how I'm not allowed to do pretty much anything until I get back from All-NW (so the week after next) Therefore, this means no PPHP at all, so Thursday(tomorrow night) is completely cancelled. Oh, and apparently Amanda and Lydia were completely joking about coming in the first place. Bastards, leading people on isnt nice. So props to my dad for being on his cycle.

On that note, I saw a book in Barnes and Noble's earlier this evening called "Vagina Warriors" and I got a rather large kick out of that.

OPAYCO concert tomorrow night, everyone should go. I'm playing in 5 groups, 2 orchestral, 1 Mozart Oboe quartet, 1st mvmt of Mendelsohn Octet, and 1st and 2nd mvmts of Shosti 8. The shosti is 2nd to last on the program. Which means we motherfuckers are motherfuckin good. There's now no after-party of course, but its still going to be a kickass show. I <3 Violin.

I'm On My Period

2005-02-02T02:10:58Z

69.04761904761905% of me is a huge nerd! How about you?

Judging by the results of this test, I should live at home reading Star Wars books, doing homework, and practicing violin. I knew fucking everything about Star Wars, because I've read way too many books about that shit. Because the quality is so high of course.

My Cleveland audition was one of the worst and best experiences of my life... best in the fact that I now know how horribly unprepared I was, and worst becuase I was horribly unprepared. I basically gleaned that I need to practice an assload in order to stand a fighting chance at Oberlin on Febtober 12th, and that my memory hates my guts when I get nervous. Every single motherfucking piece I played, I just didnt play the notes right, and in my Fuga (which has 3 note and four note chords EVERYWHERE) my brain simply decided to be way too cool for all the bottom notes, and only play the top ones in most of the 3 noters I played. Of course, that couldnt be the worst part, instead, during Wieniawski, I played a run, and while coming back down on another run, I figured "hey, fuck it, why would I want to remember how the rest of the fucking piece goes?" and just stopped. I tried to get back in, but I could not to save my life remember the fucking notes or the fingerings. I just stood there looking like a completely retarded twelve year old sent in as a practical joke to audition by cruel members of the faculty. I really really hope Paul Kantor and David Updegraff had a good laugh after I left the room, because I know I did. They even asked me to "go out and get my music" and upon examining my case, I realized the music had been left 2 floors down in my practice room. Long story short, I played worse than I have in literal years. I'm fairly sure that I couldve played for them better when I was 13 or so. Fuck. My theory test was an absolute joke, I filled out maybe 2 questions knowing what I was doing. The rest, I made up. Completely. The only bright points were that I had a good Ear-Training test, I got to see my good friend James from Las Vegas, and I met a lot of very talented, disciplined people that were extremely nice and all around cool that will get into CIM whereas I will be stuck in Oregon working at a motherfucking McDonald's for the next few years because I have no chance of getting into any of the schools I applied to because I dont practice close to the amount I need to, and I apparently cannot play worth a Cambodian child under pressure.

I also have 4 papers to write for Troche, due (last) Friday, and my dad seems to have found the new hobby of sitting around all day pondering what I've done wrong recently and how he can bitch at me about it. I still appreciate him and realize he cuts me a lot of slack, but he gives me shit of the most trivial things, like spending money on food while I was in Cleveland. What the fuck is up with that? Oh right... eating is for failures, so I guess I should just keep eating, seeing as how thats where I'm headed.

Fuxors.

Be Kind To Your Prostitute

2005-01-30T04:07:22Z

Three essays I wrote for my University of Michigan Application, just figured they were fun (downers) essays (paragraph) that were very uplifting (depressing) and well-written (by a kid with Down's)

At the University of Michigan, we are committed to building a superb educational community with students of diverse talents, experiences, opinions and cultural backgrounds. What would you as an individual bring to our campus community?

As an individual, I view myself as an optimistic and upbeat person who strives to make everyone’s day a little brighter in some way or another. While I may be slightly partisan on this particular issue, I do find myself to be the person in a group who always wants to go do something fun, and I am always the first to joke about something at an opportune (or sometimes inopportune) moment. While I am very fond of my social life, I try not to let it get in the way of my development as a musician. As I have been playing violin for as long as I can remember, I have learned over the years to combine both a healthy social life and a musical one. I am currently involved in three youth symphonies as well as two quartets and other various chamber ensembles when the opportunity presents itself, and all of these activities are among the most enjoyable ones I have. In example, every Thursday, I go to school, where through the day I usually play about an hour and a half of violin in orchestra or personal practice. As soon as I get home, I teach a student for an hour, and then race to quartet rehearsal for two hours after which I have a youth symphony rehearsal for another three. I am incredibly blessed that I am able to participate in so much of something that I love and have devoted my life to, and this is a lifestyle that I look forward to leading over the next four years as I continue my music education through college.

Imagine you have been asked to present a statement to your local School Board in favor of retaining the high school's performing arts programs, all threatened by budget cuts. What would you tell them?

I have attended my current high school since freshman year, and have had the same orchestra teacher each year. Dave Anderson is a good conductor, teacher, and mentor, but also a good person. Each year when the time for the District solo contest would come around, Dave would pay out of his own pocket for each and every student he taught to be able to compete, no matter what their skill level was. Each year when the whole orchestra won the qualifying round of competitions and was able to compete on a state level, Dave would pay not only for the competition fee, but also for the expensive original scores needed for the judges. When individuals in the orchestra such as myself needed financial help with a trip to Disneyland or a trip to All-State or All-Northwest, Mr. Anderson would not hesitate to help make ends meet, once again purely out of his own pocket. You might ask, why is he so generous, does he just have money? The answer to this is a resounding no. He lives off of his inappropriately meager teacher’s salary, and yet still sacrifices his own finances in order to make his student’s lives a small bit easier. The reason he has to do this is because the school district has already cut countless dollars from the already poor budget. It is already atrocious enough that money is made readily available to sports activities so the team can purchase hundred dollar shoes, and yet it is so thriftily given to the arts programs, especially music. It is essential that music grow in importance in our schools, not diminish, and the decision to cut the budget further would be beyond doubt the wrong one.

Describe a setback or ethical dilemma that you have faced. How did you resolve it? How did the outcome affect you? If something similar happened in the future, how would you react?

Over the past five years, my family has been going through an intense and drawn out divorce and subsequent custody battle. Through this period of time, I have lived with both my mom and my dad together and separately. This has obviously not been the most stable environment possible, and as such, it has affected not only my life at home, but also my life in music and school. As a result of ongoing court proceedings, I am constantly at war with my mother and my father separately and together, as well as with myself. It is the kind of situation where absolutely no one involved in the process has any hope of coming out on top. Everyone has already lost, and at this point, we are fighting to see who loses the least. Throughout all of this, I have turned to friends and extended family in order to try to deal with the repercussions of the constant ordeal, but I have found that nothing is quite as helpful as just practicing violin for a while. I realize that this sounds like something out of an inspirational column in some music magazine, but it is what happens and it is what gets and has gotten me through. Even if something has gone horribly wrong or astray, I just tend to shut myself off from the rest of what is going on and pick up my violin and just play until I’m empty of emotion. When I perform, not practice, but perform, I pour every ounce of me into my playing, and while it drains me, it is the most fulfilling experience I could ever have. The past few years of my life have been a huge roller coaster ride, with all the extreme ups and downs and twists and turns imaginable. I find that the more a situation escalates, the more I find myself drawing away from it and into a realm that is unique to my music and myself. Once I am there, I have an impenetrable fortress that I can stay in until the storm has passed and I am once again safe to move on into the reality I create that does not involve the domestic issues I posses, but instead has the sole focus of a Bach sonata or a Paganini caprice. Recently, every day has contained some sort of setback to my growing and maturing person, and I have done the best I can to combat and overcome these, and the tool I use most deftly is music.

They're long as hell... just skim them and then ream me for my grammar errors and family problems. I do it to myself all the time.

Also, my flight for Cleveland leaves in 10 hours, 55 minutes. I'm going to shit myself at my audition Monday, call and wish me luck plz.