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Name: Ted
Country: United States
State: Florida
Birthday: 12/29/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: music, not school, umm... Procrastinating.
Expertise: Saying the wrong thing at the wrong time, being able to screw up situations, and maybe music..
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
6/10/2003
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| A - Age: 15... 8 Months and 9 days
until I'm 16.
B - Band: Favorite band...I could never slim it down to one. And my tastes
fluctuate like crazy... Right now, in no particular order, I'm digging on The
Mars Volta, old Incubus, Yellowcard, The Smashing Pumpkins, A perfect circle,
further seems forever, whippersnapper, and Kid A era Radiohead.
C - Choice Of Meat: Turkey,
ham or chicken.
D - DREAM date: Any girl truly enjoys being with me, as much as I enjoy
being with her. If this was true, then any situation would be near perfect...
God I'm such a hopeless romantic.
E - What excites you? Well composed music. Thought provoking poetry.
Finding truly beautiful girls- those who aren't superficial.
F - Favorite Food: I guess anything besides Italian is OK...
G - Greatest Gift: That I've received? Probably my first bass my grandma gave
me last Christmas (2002)
H - Happiest Day Of Your Life: Pretty sure it hasn't happened yet. Most
of my happiness has been provoked by me. I'm sure that it won't hold a candle to
the happiness I'll someday enjoy with another person...
I - Internal Conflict: I'm not conflicted over anything serious. Something
stupid I guess, I can't decide what kind of music I want to play for a living.
J - Jealous: Yeah I can get pretty darn jealous. Especially in the case where a
nice girl falls for a guy with ulterior motives.
K - Kool Aid: Gotta love the classic cherry.
L - Love: Well, one thing I know is that love sure as hell can't be belittled
into the word that the average high school relationship has made it. The most
pure example of love I have in my life is my parents, who've been married for
25 years and still love each other immensely, and intensely.
M - Most Valuable Thing You Own: Surprisingly, my bass clarinet. It cost
more than my new bass and stack put together. Darn classical instruments are pretty
expensive. 2k actually. But emotionally, I'd have to say the most
"expensive" thing I own is my music. Or my dog, but I hate to
bastardize my relationship with him down to "owning" him.
N - Name: Ted Robert Donaldson
O - Outfit: Right now, a five iron frenzy shirt I tie dyed, and jeans. On a
normal day, a band shirt, jeans, or khakis, and my black vans.
P - Pizza Topping: I'm not a pizza guy.
Q - Question I Want To Ask: I won't spout off some emo question here
like I was tempted to. So I guess "why can't I find a band?"
R - Roots: Scottish, Irish, English, Norwegian, and German I think? And
about 1/64 American Indian.
S - Sport To watch: College football I guess. I'm not passionate about it, but
it's fun to watch.
T - TV Show: Probably king of the hill.
V - View From The Window: If I go behind my amp, and look through the
shades, I can see my neighbor's house.
W - Weather: Cool and crisp, upper 30's to mid 40's. Actually I love snow, but
I can't get any here. So crap.
Y - Both kind of sucked. The chicken sandwich from school was ok I guess.
Z - Zodiac sign: Capricorn I think. I don't like to let rule my life. Or new
york lady's named Cleo with a fake Jamaican accent.
Last Cigarette: I've never smoked.
Last Kiss: I've never kissed.
Last Cry: Probably several months back...
Last Library Book Checked: I dunno... Umm I think it was something on the 80's.
Last Movie Seen In a Theatre: I guess it was the Passion of the Christ.
Last Book Read: I read from my algebra dos textbook today.
Last Cuss Word Uttered: heh, probably "damn" when I was acting all
ghetto at some point during the day.
Last Beverage Drank: That new berry tropical sprite.
Last Food Consumed: Turkey
sandwich and cheetos.
Last Time Showered: roughly 6:05 this
morning.
Last Shoes Worn: Black leather vans.
Last CD Played: CD's... wow that's been a long time. I moved off of those last
year. I'm all bout the mp3's yo. Anyway, I'm currently playing some
whippersnapper CD.
Last Soda Drank: That sprite thing.
NUMBER OF...
:x: piercings = None.
:x: tattoos = Mom says she'll ground me for life if I get one while I
live under the roof. Guess I'll have to wait until college. Then I'll get some
fancy latin phrase or something tattooed on to me.
:x: height = 5'5''ish
:x: shoe size = 10
:x: hair color = I was born blonde, it went to dirty blonde, and now it's
getting brownish :(
:x: highlights= I got some highlights a few months ago. I'm really
contemplating getting some more.
:x: siblings = None.
LAST...
DO...
:x: you have a crush on someone = Yup, 'spose so.
:x: you wish you could live somewhere else = Sort of. I Like the actually land
of Hawaii a lot more than here. But
I wouldn't have the same friends there. I'd also love to live in rural Holland,
or inner city London. But once
again, I'll take my sunny grassy, tree-y, here over those places, mainly
because of school, friends and such.
:x: you think about suicide = Nah.
:x: you believe in online dating = Not really. I mean, it's great to meet new
friends, and a few of my good friends were first met on the internet before in
person.
:x: others find you attractive = I doubt it. I'm an acquired taste.
:x: you want more piercings = nope
:x: you drink = No. Not into mood altering stuff at my age. When I'm legal, I
may enjoy a glass of wine with my wife and what not.
:x: you do drugs = Nah, not my thing.
:x: you smoke = Nah. Once again, just something I'm not into.
:x: you like cleaning = I gotta be in the mood. But when I get in that mood, get
out of the way. I'm a freaking cleaning machine.
:x: you write in cursive or print = Print. Cursive sucks.
HAVE YOU...
:x: ever cried over a girl = Yup. I think the premise was stupid though. Ahh,
sophomoric crushes of times past.
:x: ever cried over a boy = I was pretty sad when my old youth pastor left.
And when Mr. Hedgecoth was going back to college. I think I was only brought to
tears over the former though.
:x: ever lied to someone = Of course.
:x: been arrested = My closest brush with Lady Liberty was when I crashed my
grandma's car back when I was 14.
FAVORITE...
:x: nickname = It's tough to shorten Ted I grew up without the joys of knowing
a nickname.
:x: eye color = Brown in some lights, slightly dark greenbrown, in others.
DO YOU THINK YOU ARE...
:x: handsome =Sort of.
:x: funny = Yeah.
:x: hot = Hot? No. I'm hott, with two T's. Bring it.
:x: friendly = Yeah, never been into a fight or anything. I tend to try to
accept everyone, but some people do get on my nerves.
:x: ugly = Nah, I don't have any like... indentions from lead pipes on my face
or anything.
:x: loveable = yeah, if someone gave me the chance. Good lord I sound so
freaking desperate/emo. Hah.
:x: caring = In most situations. But if you bring something upon yourself,
expect no sympathy from me.
:x: sweet = I've heard that about me before. | | |
| All in all today was ok. School went by fast... At the end of the day I
started getting back spasms for no reasons. Those weren't too fun.
Anyway, I just ordered cinco camisas nuevos. Ehh five new shirts. Darn
spanish invading my mind. Got two further seems forever shirts, one
dead poetic shirt, one starflyer 59 shirt, and one ampeg brandwear
shirt. It's awesome... and matches my amp :P.
Anyway, things are ok. I'm gonna make it. The end is near :). School's out in a little more than a month. Thank God :).
Oh, and megan and I are starting a tarot reading service. We're either
gonna pick up some japebonics or pirate ebonics. Yeah. And Ms. Cleo is
gonna produce us. We're gonna be the next big thing. We'll tell you
everything from the death date of you, to the amount of hapniess you
will posess. We're just clairvoyant like that.
Note: We reserve the right to "date" all "dates" as a 50 year time period, IE "Someone you know will die in the next 50 years.
Note the second: We also reserve the right to answer everything very
ambiguously, IE "You will be somewhat happy at times, and somewhat sad
at times"
Note the third: Services rendered will be paid for at $17 (seventeen)
dollars a second for the first minute, and $16.99 after that.
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| Today has been ok I guess. It's weird how I almost start every with
entry with that, or a derivative of that, with a different word in
place of Ok... Truthfully, all my days are great. I have parents that
are very supportive of almost everything I do. I go to a good school, I
have some good friends, I get the essentials for life, and then some.
I'm thankful for all of that. But as a human I can always spy something
not perfect, because we can never reach perfection. And those little
things are what most of my entries are based upon.
Today I
really noticed my dad has a superiority complex. If he's not right all
the time, he'll lie to make him sound like he is anyway. Like today, we
were talking about cars. He wants to buy a new one, I'd rather buy
used. I want domestic, he wants import. He told me that we could get a
Hyundai Santa Fe for 14k. I countered with that if you read the fine
print that's with no options. On all the commercials they say
"comfortably outfitted at 22k". For 14k, I can get a used Chevy Blazer,
with air, power everything, decent soundsystem, and all that nice
stuff. He answered with "Well, the reason I'm the father is so that I
can make the wise descisions, and so you don't make ignorant ones..."
A
lot of you are lucky. You can dream of getting fast cars. I have dreams
of getting big cars that can carry bass gear. Oh well, nothing wrong
with an SUV. I just know somewhere down the line if I make it big, I'm
getting me a mid seventies corvette stingray.
In other news I
need a job. I did the math, and to finish out my bass rig I'll need
3000 bucks. When it is complete, it will consist of Curbow 6 string,
Stingray 4 string, ampeg 810 cab, ampeg svt4 head, rack, rack tuner,
and wireless system. Currently, out of all that I have the cab and the
6 string. But once I get all of it I'll be set for life. I mean 1200
watts is a heck of a lot of watts. My 350 watts is a lot now, but if I
was ever in a band with 100 tube watts of guitar it would get lost in
the noise.
It's so clear to me that I want to do something in my
life with music. Man, it's ironic that I like so many genres of music,
yet I still can't find a band... I'd be willing to play ska, alt rock,
hardcore, maybe even some punk, funk rock, jazz, industrial, whatever.
I
think I'm going to strengthen my "less is more" perspective on bass. I
was/am listening to music and it's funny, almost all of the really
great groovy lines are simple on paper. They sound more complex, just
because they have that element of groove. Conversely, a lot of the
crapier bass lines look crazy on paper. Less is more. If it holds the
groove, then that's all it needs to do. So many people lose perspective
on what the bass is, it magically bridges rhythm and melody, like
nothing else can do. Some people just whack the root of the chord over
and over. While the bass is a foundational instrument, it's not that
simple. Other people just start playing crazy stuff all over the neck.
That kills the rhythm element. A good bass player can get a bit of both
in there, and stay in the pocket like it's the best place on earth,
which in fact it is.
Hmmm... this is getting long, and I'm
sure none of you made it this far. Probably lost most of you in my bass
nerd babble. Sorry :(.
On the emotional front, I still feel like
crap. I don't know what it is about spring, but every year it brings
lots of freaking hurt. I'll get a crush, realize they'll never ever go
for me, then I get all like this. It should be over soon though. I
hope... well I don't hope, but I do.
Oh well.
(funny how often I end with "oh well" also...) | | |
| Today sucked.
I don't get some teachers. No, I'll rephrase that. I don't get Mr.
Robert Hooker. He's the biggest moron to ever teach anything, yet alone
chemistry. His moralistic BS is getting a little old. I can't
understand his logic behind some of his "learning tools".
So the last test we had to turn our homework notebooks in. So I did.
I'll admit I didn't do about 5 percent out of all the problems we had.
But I did everything else. I get it back, and the man gave me a 27/60.
We get around 50 problems and he grades 6. Not only does he only grade
6 out of the 50 or so problems, he grades them on correctness. Not
whether we cared enough to do them period, but he expects us to do them
right. That alone is not really a fair expectation, seeing how he never
teaches us anything in class, and I always have to read the text book
to really understand it. So he does something semi nice, and lets us
make up the problems we missed. So I do. I get the notebook back today.
Now I did EVERYTHING. I get a 32/60 this time. WTH. I do every single
sdktfljak;sj problem and he only gives me a 32? I asked him why I got
points off. I got the correct answers. But he tells me I didn't "get
the answer his way". So that had me pretty dang pissed off.
I thought the worst had come and gone.
Next he tells us that got below a certain grade on the HW notebook,
that because we did poorly on the HW, he's not letting us do the lab.
So not only is he blowing up my high B by giving me a sucky grade on
the HW, he's gonna dive bomb is straight down to a C by giving me a
zero on a lab.
God Dangit I hate this man.
I'm 99 percent sure my parents will side with me on this, and that all
the other students parents will take their sides also. I'll take it all
the way to the principal if I have to. I'm not letting one crappy
teacher ruin my grade that I worked hard to earn.
Here's a picture of the lovley little man.
Blargh. | | |
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