back to the age thing..
ur 35..... and u wanna smack someone, that in turn puts money in your pocket (attendance ur parties)... but not only do u want to smack me, ur life is so bad u gotta go looking through the trash for something to smack me with.
wow.
this thread is lame.

u dont like me?
*single tear drops*
*gives linewireink a big deserved hug*
*gives mad props to all the unnapreaciated producers across montreal*

ego much?
without us (the partygoers) no one would go to ur events. or buy the music. or anything.
anyways, this is lame.
u need a hug or something, or someone to tell u that ur appreciated or wtv.

k obviously i came across way too seriously.. i figured ending in a joke would alleviate my comments of any seriousness but obviously they did not.

linewireink: thanks for the bio but its a tad off topic..
i have no issues with u. or anyone. my one and only point was that this thread started as an inside joke. (which i still dont even get) and u took it to be a serious comment about where u live. which it wasnt. so yeah.
obviously were both a bit edgy, so i sugest we go see my neighbour, pick up some smack and chill out.

good point scott.
let me rephrase:
my point about the age is simply the altered attitude towards the situation... do u honsestly think that any one under 30 would have responded in such a fasion towards a comment made about his neighbourhood?
who the fuck cares!?
ravewave has nothing to do with this.
it is simply a form of comunication.

linewireink: k... wow.. i got a couple issues with u.. first off, ur what 35? wow. 35 and still posting on ravewave. i hope to god ur a dj or something. cause if im 35 and still post here somebody better shoot me.

secondly: the thread started as joke. an inside joke which i, nor u are not IN on. no one is bashing st-henri. there makin a funny. u gotta relax.

thirdly: cherryonionkiss lives in st-henri, lilmissmeow and azazel go there all the time and myself well i live there too. so i kinda think we got the right to say what we want about it. and well in my opinion it is the fucking GHETTO!

(ppl that have been to my place pls confirm this)

and lastly.. well i unno. u suck. for taking shit seriously, and for tripping out about st-henri.
me thinks u need to get laid or somehting... i hear they got some good hookers in st-henri. have ya heard?

its all pure cheese. with extra cheese and some cheese on top. but like, ignorance... that shit is dope.... cause like... ignorance is bliss.
plur. one love.

kaf: see the funny part is that i met her, and went filming stuff with her. so yeah.. cause u gotta be so helpful and nice and shit, my funny comment is ruined. thanks alot kaf.

dammit... attention: the previous post does not exist.

yeah i think "that girl with the video camera" was filming me... she looked like such a stalker.

why has everyone stolen my name
the word dosent even exist.
i mean cmon ppl.

copycat.

made: my eggs being prepared for fertalization with trance sperm... *winks at jeff*
ruined: im still awake?
ruined: no really tho, like i havent slept yet?
ruined: being a cracker
made: gen............ meh wtv.
made: um friday will finnaly come to an end. (it still is friday right?)

check out pat. hes fucking nuts.

*blushes and runs away*

annoying ppl that just wont shut the fuck up.
like really. shut up.

my new avatar

made: um no. jeff u lost before u even started.
ruined :alex ur fucking annoying.. just shut the fuck up.

yeah the truth does hurt.

girls? what are u trying to imply?

shut up. see i could have been a nice boss. now not so much.

The world finally emerges.
Finally it has broken free from the oppressing environment that has constricted and consumed it for thousands of years.
Breaking away, breaking free from the constraints that have imprisoned it since the beginning of time.
Finally free.
Free to breathe again, to escape, to avoid the every day mundane environment that has surrounded and choked its life source. A once flourishing source of positive reinforcement, the situation was now tumbling out of control.

To alter this, to manipulate this concept to the point it would no longer be recognizable, no longer influential to those that had once lived beneath its protection, one must have fully comprehended the previous events.
To acknowledge reality for what it was and to not fall into the trap that ignorance had placed before us. To have such control, over such uncontrollable aspects could only mean…

It is the truth.
It is the answer.
It is the law.

The divine force maintaining equilibrium on all fronts of the battle field had finally faltered. The world as we knew, as we had seen and perceived had begun to collapse beneath our feet.
Assisted by an underlying domino effect, the current results would only add a significant residual effect to an already uncomfortable and undesirable situation...

All the while remaining fluctuant, the once unquestioned support that had been so quietly maintained below these people’s feet had finally begun to crumble.
Their support, their guiding light had unfortunately strayed onto the wrong path, resulting in a sea of confusion and conformity.
Their new found freedom was slipping through their hands regardless of their control and influence.
Just this once, for this most significant occurrence, we would witness, we would only be witnessed as a dream. It was not the answer, there could never be an answer, fore in the end the answer did not have any bearing or effect on any situation.
Unknowingly they had followed this notion with incomprehensible ease, they had followed this simple concept without providing it the proper attention; as such a situation required and deserved.
Analyzing the situations would thusly provide an accurate forecast of the aforementioned attributes, furthermore creating an overview of all the possible outcomes, whether they are positive or not. It would mean granting life a second chance, a second thought, a final attempt at redemption.
The once undoubted and most respected source of stability had now become a crumbling mass of confusion.

Breathe.
Fear not.
Think not.

Simply question ones actions, ones thoughts, ones experiences.
Break free from your constraints.
Break free.
Break free for me.

an answer to a question that will never have an answer

well um.. yeah..
i was there and stuff..
i ate a bunch of drugs..
anoyed some ppl. and yeah.
need a job? ha. ha.
then i came home.
surprisingly i had a good time. thanks to kaf and sharon. sorry for not shutting up. meh.
i didnt really give a shit bout level.. but like 2 or 3 or even a hundred ppl more would have been just a little bit betta,
and yeah,
im fukt.

joint joint joint

beer or hard alcohol?

of course it is...
but thats what being ignorant is about.
kinda redundant eh?

and my point is?

mmmm blueberry chronic

ignorance or acceptance?

unable to become ignorant as once was.
ignorance is bliss.

mr.... ? well thats a bit much.
but its ok.
i like it.
but still, the fukt after the mr.
kinda ruins it tho.
like mr. fukt.
it just doesnt work.
fukt, simple and easy.
theres no need to complicate things.
fukt.

interesting conversations thus destroying boredom.
yeah i know im fukt

made: going to a party
ruined: there was like nobody there
made: met super chill ppl and annoyed the shit out of them
ruined: didnt dance at all
ruined: took so many drugs and the best i got out of it was this talking thing, like i wouldnt shut up, or get up, just sit and talk and annoy some1... meh
made: new best friend ha. big ups to tha west-st-henri takeover
made: new company on monday
ruined: grocery shopping while cracked (yeah right like im gonna move from ma couch)

yeah he hid in a tree for bit trying to espcape u

noodles being too hot to eat

hahaha chelseas funny.

ottawa?
fukt is a montreal thing, like a st-henri ghetto thing. dont mess.

welcome to ravewave

one more time,
hi megan. everyone, meet megan. heheheh


thanks heather and amanda

hi megan. everyone, meet megan. hehehehe

im still fukt