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Sunday, April 23rd, 2006
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12:29 am - The angry boy a bit too insane.Icing over a secret pain.
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I'm already gone... Fuck you all...
(( A letter in an envelope has been left for Melody, under the door in her room.
Dear Melody,
Maybe we will meet again?
Love you always & forever, Brandon
P.S.: Here is my promise...
(A small, white gold, emerald stone, ring was placed inside Melody's letter. The lyrics to the song "Jumper" can explain his emotions. You will all be able to contact me on the same screen name. I will MISS you all, and I love you guys. You were great while it lasted. -Jaz) ))
current mood: Freedom
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| Saturday, April 8th, 2006
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7:50 am - There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.
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So I cleared my mind, stole a laptop from a spoiled sister, and ran off during the night. My bags are being shipped separate besides what was on my back. It was amazing to run that far, and that fast through the entire country. It was refreshing... Now I can chill with the guys and do the video. Apparently. they already found some random chicks to help us out. Their alright, just white trash school girls. I think I am being paired up with the one of the girl's Mom. Bleh, thanks guys for pairing me up with the MiLF she's a bitch, and works perfect for the video. Phoenix AZ is where I am at, and well the weather is really nice compared to NY this time of the year.
Yeah, call me if you need me, but I doubt I will pick up the phone.
current mood:  content
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| Friday, March 31st, 2006
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11:31 pm - You shut your mouth...
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So, I keep rescheduling my flight at the last minute. How about all you fuckers come and visit me now and get over it so I can be on my merry way to get the fuck out of here? I demand attention, and now! Let's have an ice cream social ,maybe? How about an orgy? How about a circus trainee show? You know you want me, so come and get it.
current mood:  frustrated
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| Tuesday, March 7th, 2006
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11:53 pm
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Question to all of you dim-witted, pathetic excuse for a mutant soul out there:
How in the hell can I be the school's slut if I haven't fucked any of you tight ass pussies out there?!
Really, please, I am begging you to stop torturing me with these rumors that I banging every fucker here including Professor Xavier. (Yes, I have heard that rumor and also the one about Mr. Taylor. Hmm, at least Mr. Taylor would be a good thing.)Please, just start the god damn line now, and make me the damn school slut if your gonna keep talking about it.
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| Monday, January 23rd, 2006
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3:41 pm - Destiny is calling me...
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Come one, come all, and see the wonderful Mr. Brandon Forester at his very best. No, it's not porn. Okay, this is my second best. I am very proud to show you all of what I was working on as my one of my finals at a community theater I attend. The deal is: You take this class, and make only 2 projects for the whole year. Based on how well you were graded on the project you may then use it as a reference for your portfolio for the dream college you would love to go to. My dreams are to go to Julliard and become a famous performer on Broadway with a Julliard backround. As many of you may know, Julliard is one of the very best school's to go to as a upcoming performer. All in all, I must admit I had to make quite of a good first impression to the school for them to know that I am not a slacker, or a whore.
Here is to be presented to you as a gift from me: A Brandon Forester Project
Mr. Brightside
Credits:
Lead actors: Brandon & Sophia
Band Mates: Jake (Drums), John (Guitar), and Peter (Bass)
Mean Pimp & Owner of technology: Mr. Callenstin
Blue painted dancer & Costume designer: Teresa
Big clown looking dancer & Stage designer: Mrs. Johansen
Choreography & Hispanic dancer: Juan Rezidez
Story line: Brandon
Editing: Peter (Bass Player)
Music: Jake & John (All done on the computer)
Writer: Andrea (My sister, yes I am aware she doesn't go the theater, oh well I needed some outside help with this one. Now I owe her my soul.)
Extra Dancers & Pimps: A few teachers that I never really met, and Sophia grabbed the rest of the girls for the dancing.
I tried to use everyone that I could use. Somehow, this project came together and no one besides the editor and the camera crew (which was also part of the band) saw the whole production until finals came. As you can tell, I made quite of a great first impression.
current mood:  accomplished
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| Sunday, October 9th, 2005
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11:56 pm - To all the drama queens...
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| Monday, September 12th, 2005
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11:29 pm - It's so easy when you're evil.
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I have not yet made an official appearence on this journal, and yet someone is already typing about me. Well god, I am flattered. Thank you Madame Jubilee, for such a pleasent introduction.
Oh please, please, don't run off when you see my gorgeous face. I will only follow when it leads of invitations to a bedroom. ;-D
Now, shall I make an actual truthful introduction of myself? The name is Brandon Forester. I turned 20, the day before I was shipped here, and have yet to see many faces. I sing, dance, and run. I am just your average broadway man, and have goals to one day grace the whole stage with my presense. I graduated punk school, and I am admitting the only reason that I am here is to just babysit my little sister. In fact, I wonder where the little Princess has been?
So, anyone want to watch a few 1920 silent films with me? Or sing & dance to the songs of "Rent"? (I once, starred in that show at a younger age.) Really, anyone care to go to a show on Broadway? I am dying to see some spotlight.
See, I am friendly. I only bother the one's that have been rude to me in the first place.
current mood:  impressed
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