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Name: Jared
Location: Tallahassee, Florida, United States
Birthday: 1/11/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: if you need to learn who i am, id advise going to my myspace for that. you can find a link on this page. as far as drum corps goes, since lots of people put where they've marched on here, i've marched three years of drum corps so far; 2nd mello with memphis sound, and lead mellophone for magic of orlando in 2004 and the bluecoats in 2005; the best summer of my life. whenever im not in drum corps, i wish i am. on some bad days on tour, its occasionally the opposite. i go to fsu and like it.
Expertise: I consider myself to be an entertaining person. Worthwhile of talking to, at the least. Maybe not an EXPERT, but I'm working on it.
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Website: visit my website
AIM:  jared0111
Member Since:
2/24/2004
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Power in Numbers
By Jurassic 5
track 2, FREEDOM........"i got people screaming free mumia jamal, but two out of three of y'all will probably be at the mall...."
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Figured this is worth a post.
It's 1:20, and I'm going to sleep. I'm proud of myself, this is improvement.
Very good spring break. Beach, hanging out with new and old friends (and Pembroke Pines folk, some of whom are more than "friends".....well....were, that is), pretty chill overall. Good time.
Hopefully Adam and I are going to decide on the two roommates, and hopefully we're going to sign our housing lease this week.
I read a bunch of old posts tonight.....quite interesting. Oh, idealism. Meh.
Jurassic 5....how I've missed listening to you. And Dave Attell, you are one funny motherfucker.
I drove from Boca to Tallahassee, in less than six hours today!!! From noon, to having unloaded all the stuff out of my car into my dorm room, before 6 pm. I'm proud of myself.
Looking forward to the last few weeks of school. Going to Tampa for the guard show this weekend. Eisley show, also in Tampa, is that Tuesday also, the 21st.
I'll leave it at this, so I can head to sleep. Night, everyone! | | |
| FUCKYESFUCKYESFUCKYESFUCKYESFUCKYESFUCKYESFUCKYESFUCKYESFUCKYES.
I know I haven't updated in a long-ass time, but this is Xanga-worthy. We fucking beat Duke. I HATE Duke. A victory like that is referring to as having "fucking beaten them." I'm referring to basketball, btw. Duke was #1 in the country, 27-2 overall, and 14-0 in the ACC. We won 79-74, and since I hate Duke, that is wonderful.
I'm sorry to return with such a crappy post.
School is going well this semester; I have more free time, and am succeeding more.
"The lady situation" is fine. Things are good right now and what isn't, will work itself out.
I still love going to school here, very much so.
Bluecoats everything is going extremely well. Show is great, music is great, section is great (11 VETS OUT OF A 12 PERSON SECTION?!?! YES.), and now that its March, this is month of the first Ohio + Texas camp, the drill camp, in Perry (close to Cleveland), OH. We've been div 2-sized for a few months now, and are already loud as fuck. This coming camp is going to be absolutely ridiculous.
I discover new music on a consistant basis, and it is amazing. I discovered Andrew Bird because of my friend Paris, and he's an outstanding musician. Played a concert here, and it was incredible. Listened to Sondre Lerche today and that was great; also listened to Air (thanks Casey), Rilo Kiley recently (thanks Brittany), some Imogen Heap, a few new Keane songs (thanks, Adam's MyTunesRedux), Badly Drawn Boy, and Vetiver, as far as new stuff goes. I'm going to the Eisley concert in Tampa, in a few weeks. 
I love and appreciate my family the memories stirred from being away from them, reminds me. I'm going home to Boca (although I now think of Tallahassee as home, I'd say) this coming weekend for Spring Break. Should be fun, there are a few potential things planned.
http://www.tuckermax.com/archives/entries/the_austin_road_trip.phtml#281
I found that site/page today (thanks Kelly  ), and its HILARIOUS. I laughed out loud at least 10 times while reading.
All in all, I'm generally happy now and things are going well. I've also seemingly attained the ability to be concise when the occasion calls for it, as is evident by this blog. AWESOME! | | |
| Sorry for the suspense, though I assume that any of you that really cared could have just looked the score up on your own. We lost in triple overtime, 26-23. Here, if youre interested. Amazing game though, I had a great time, and it was most definitely memorable. Trip was lots of fun too.
School has been going well this semester. I like most of my classes, but more detail on that later.
So ummm....today is my birthday. 19. Rah. I woke up, went to Music of Western Culture (19th and 20th cen.), went back to my room, walked to the union and got a sandwich from Einstein Bagels, ate at one of the tables outside/listened to my ipod, walked back to my dorm to get my u-box key, went to the post office, got a card from my aunt but not one from my grandparents, called my mom to ask about that, and am now back in the room. My mom just called me to let me know that the check was cleared on January 5th.....while I was still in Boca. In other words, someone cashed my check; either from the bank, or it was put in the wrong P.O. box and someone else cashed it, and now someone else has ownership of my grandparents' birthday money. Sweet. I have an education meeting in Cawthon from 4:30 to 5:30, and math at 6:45. Adam mentioned taking me out to dinner tonight, but we haven't talked in a little while and I'm not too sure that it's going to happen. Regardless, I'm pretty sure that this isn't going to be one of the more spectacular days of this week, let alone birthdays of my life. Still waiting to see if I get my wish or not. As far as materialistically (well....not really), all I really want is a new digital camera, and a girlfriend. Or at least someone to realistically pretend. Even if just for today.
For statistics' sake, Rosemary was the first person to say happy birthday to me, followed by Lauren, and then my brother. Lauren was the first to send a myspace comment, and then Sean was. Sorayah sent me my first text message of the morning, but since we had already been talking when it actually turned my birthday and she didn't say anything then, it doesn't count. I have 64765347865432 facebook wall comments about it. 4 Flanagan guard girls have said it to me; Lauren IMed, texted, sent my phone a picture, and myspace commented me, Ashley left me a facebook wall comment, Rosemary IM'ed me, and I saw Kelly while leaving the union and she said it to me as well. Yay Flanagan guard. You guys are the best.
I'm just kind of sitting here right now, and am admittedly kind of bummed about that. I even said "bummed," which is something I don't really ever do. I am disappointed, but what can you do, I guess, is all that can be said.
Thanks to everyone that's called me (Prover), IMed me (several), or texted me (Krista, etc.). I appreciate it.
Have a good one, guys. | | |
| greetings from ft lauderdale. this place is beautiful at night. going out tonight. game is tomorrow.
GO FSU!!!
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| Just got home from New Year's at Adam's. Let's explain that quickly. Me, Prover, Adam, James, Jeremy (James's stepbrother), my brother (came with us after we left Prover's house, where we had dinner; left early), and Andrew Powell (invited himself as usual). There was food out and stuff. Drinks were had; all through the night, I had like....5 shots, maybe. Nothing amazing, I only felt a little influenced or whatever by it; nothing out of my control. Everyone else there smoked, expectedly. It was nice to learn that my brother feels the exact same way about the whole thing that I do. Lots of yelling and singing and loud noises and whatnot. Well, Mr. Powell had too much of both, and started throwing up and losing consciousness and other motor skills. We took care of him, his situation declined, we called paramedics. He got taken out on a stretcher after a long drawn-out affair of vomit and drool and other things of the like. Outfuckingstanding. Ruined our night, obviously. There was around 9 people there, between EMT's and cops asking questions about the whole thing. Andrew repeatedly everything around 8 times, and every other word was "fuckin"....."so what exactly did you have?" (emt) "four fucking shots and a lot....a lot of fucking pot," was an exact quote. We went to the hospital, he was going to be okay, so we went home. Kind of brought an abrupt end to the night. Nothing really went on today; woke up around noon (because Adam's bird was fucking screaming "hereeee, kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kittyyyyyy," around 30 times, and sneezing "ahCHOO", around 100), watched the Dolphins game (won....9-7 record for the year, nice), and now I'm home. Not a very fulfilling New Year's, but amusing, memorable, mildly heroic in a morbid kind of way, and at least it was spent with friends and all.
Sorayah-ness is ideal, I suppose. All is generally well. She hears back from FSU within two weeks, so I guess that'll be a very notable occasion. She basically feels the same way I do, and I guess I can't really ask for anything more. We were each on the phone during one another's New Year's (she's in central time), and gave a MWAH. It was cute, and made me happy. Closest thing I've ever gotten to the real thing on New Year's, so that's good. I'd be lying if I said I really any longer had any urges or willpower for anything to happen with any other girl, simply because I know that I wind up thinking about her and that's hurtful, not worthwhile, and generally unnecessary. I can't expect her to feel the same way, nor would I expect anyone else to (that I wasn't in a relationship with), but...I dunno, just how I feel. Kind of irrelevant I suppose, because it's not like I'm in the situation often anyway. Oh well, who cares. I like her. That's good. Yay.
I'm leaving in a few minutes, for three days, for Ft. Lauderdale. FSU/PSU game activities and shit. I'm not involved in most, so hopefully I'll take my laptop. Who knows. Big fuckin' free-for-all. We've won all of our big games this year (except UF, where we got annihilated), so I expect to see the team come to play. I know Penn State surely has more talent and is probably simply a better team, but if we play with the same intensity that we did against Virginia Tech, it'll be a great game. I'll try and take a picture of Jason and I; Andrew (Bluecoats) is my Texas alter-ego, Luis (Magic '04, hopefully Bluecoats '06) is my Miami/Cuban one, and Jason (Bluecoats '06) is my Jersey/tall one). Regardless of how the game is going, I'll be screaming anyway. Watch the game, and root for FSU for me.....January 3rd, 2006, 8 pm. Orange Bowl. Do it.
I don't really know what else to say. Some some grades yesterday. B- in astronomy, B- in lessons (even without taking the final, I guess}, A in wind symphony, marching band is unknown so far, and sightsinging and theory....yeah. Could be worse, I guess.
Home has been pretty fun. I'm glad I hung out with Luis for two days; one day down in Miami going to a Heat game and a Cuban restaurant and stuff (the whole city is hispanic, most places don't even have people who speak english), and then the next day in Boca being American and all as well. Convincing him to want to march Bluecoats this coming year, too. That's always nice. I sent Ryan an email making sure its okay that he comes to the January camp; I'm sure he'd make the line if he auditioned, so thats good. Yayyyeeee.
Luv u guyz. Thanks for reading, everyone. Happy new years. Here's to general improvement/luck/self-bettering/happiness.
edit - wtf, my back really hurts. can we get the massage team to come over here and help me the hell out? owwwww. | | |
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