<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:09:18.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Punk_Ska_Kid</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109653636340218786</id><published>2004-09-30T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T02:26:03.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; This song is how i feel right now it totaly rocks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm Not Okay (I Promise)"Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?I'm not okay.I'm not okay.I'm not okay.You wear me out.What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?(I'm not okay)I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what they mean(I'm not okay)So be a joke and look, another line without a hookI held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!I'm not okay.I'm not okay.I'm not okay.You wear me out.Forget about the dirty looksThe photographs your boyfriend took?You said you read me like a book, but the pages are all torn and frayedI'm okay.I'm okay!I'm okay, now(I'm okay, now)But you really need to listen to meBecause I'm telling you the truthI mean this, I'm okay!(Trust Me)I'm not okayI'm not okayWell, I'm not okayI'm not o-fucking-kayI'm not okayI'm not okay(Okay)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109653636340218786?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109653636340218786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109653636340218786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109653636340218786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109653636340218786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-chemical-romance.html' title='MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109640252246823035</id><published>2004-09-28T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T13:15:22.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday when i went to pick up my mum mum we had a conversationg that was pretty interesting. She came in the car i gave her a kiss and asked how her day went she said fine and she turned off the radio which is rare cause that what we do on the drive home. She asked me "Oscar u really like diane don't u" i said of course i do mom i love her, and she said "i knew it cause when u guys were together u seemed really really happy the happiest i've seen u in days, and u had a sparkle in ur eyes". she kept saying "i can't belive u guys aren't together i bragged to all the ppl i work with how pretty and sweet my son's gf is i know they got jealous cause u have such a pretty gf oscar" and i told her mom she's not my gf she's my best friend, and she said well i was ur dad's best friend for about two years before we started to go out and i said she just dosen't wanna ruin our friendship which i totaly understand but i know how cool it would be if we actually were bf and gf but im still very happy she's my best friend. She also said that when ever i wanted to bring her home tojust chill it was cool, i thougth to myself how cool it was that my mom really really liked diane and she told me how happy she was that i introduces her to her and dad. i got like butterflies in stomach when she said that, cause now i know that my parents really liked her which totaly rocks! she also asked about the hicky on her neck but i replied i rather not talk about it and she said oh ok mijo im sorry. It was weird and cool at the same time talking to my mum mum about my personal life never in my life would i have though i would of been talking about relationships with her of all people..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109640252246823035?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109640252246823035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109640252246823035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109640252246823035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109640252246823035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/09/yesterday-when-i-went-to-pick-up-my.html' title=''/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109627874347248857</id><published>2004-09-27T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T02:52:23.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hott</title><content type='html'>well on sat.i went out with my best buddy in the world Diane :) let me start from the begining . We as in my pop and i oh yea and omar (my lil bro) went to go pick up Die all the way to UCR (woop woop right buddy :P) well like typical mexicans we got lost :( the hole ride there my palms were sweating my heart was beating a mile a minutes i was just a nervous reck. Well i had to call her like a million times to get directions correctly cause my pop is lame and has no sence of direction ..like me..lol  well we finaly made it to UCR man i was so nervous when i finally saw her walking towards the van i was like OMG OMG OMG OMG stop shaking, so when she finaly came close enough to me i was like OOOOO sweeet im actually gonna by with my buddy. And then when i looked at her i saw her neck and it was a hicky oh god it took ever once of energy in my body to not break down and loose it there and then i was like :( but i couldn't show how i felt after all i've been waiting for this day forever, so as much as it hurt me seeing that i try putting it in the back of my mind but it was hard cause everytime i looked at her i could stop but look at it :(, but yea the ride to my house was pretty cool cause i sat next to her :) even though my dad was kind of mad and tired we took so long to find UCR. So we finaly make it home and just my Mexican luck all my family was there i was like OOOOOOOH nooooooo y here y now..lol  when i told Die all my family was here she said she wanted to cry and she totaly looked like she was lucky she didn't :) and there as we walked towards the door i held her hand well cuped it..lol i felt so cool just holding her hand walking towards my house so we finaly go in i was so nervous to into my family to her i didn't know what they were gonna say or thing or do so the moment of truth came she meet the parents. It was pretty awesome cause my entire family loved her which is soooo rear they like any girls any of us (all my cousins) bring home to meet them. Die meeting my parents meant alot to me cause she the first girl i have actually introduced to my parents and i did it cuase i love her so much. And my parents loved her even though my dad might of looked like a big meaning he liked her too. Well after she meet the family we headed to the mall when we got there i wanted hold her hand even since we go to the mall but i though to myself what if she like moves away i'll just put them in my pocket..lol it was hard seeing all thes couples holding hands and i was finaly there with DIe and ihad my hands in my pocket..lol but yet i couldn't stop staring at her neck i was driving me crzy but i had a blast with her at the mall..lol we totaly eat like a million samples of pretzels and of some strawbery bannnanna thing we totaly look like twenty..lol that was halarious the lil asian dude was like ok take some more..lol well after the mall we went back home so i could change for dinner of course i had to look good for her *blush* so then we were off to the oliver garden we waited there for a while but i didn't care i was there with DIE i could of waited forever well we finaly go in and by then i had gotten a phone call from my pop and sis saying that it was getting late and were gonn a take Die home late and all this BS and that just got me pissed off so we i orders what she did (cause im cool like that..lol)  i was actully ingoing my salad until the damn phone kempt ringing by then i was just like AHHHHHHHHHHHHH STUPID PARENTS SHUT UP! So during dinner i had the hole shit with my pop and then i couldn't stop looking at her neck i though i was gonna loose it there and then butlucky i didn't thank god. we we went back home to pick up my sis and her friend to go to a movie so when we get there we walk into the mall and i said to myself dude if u don't hold her hand is now or never so i like started to like play with her hand and i like finaly did it i held her hand even though we didn't hold hands for long my hear was going a mile a minutes my knees allmost gave out it waslike wow i finally did it..lol lame i know but small things like that mean alot to me. so after we decide not to go to the movies we ended up in speedzone and play mini golf (she totaly kiced my ass :( ) then we headed inside for some air hockey i totaly one ...one game :( she kicked my ass in that too but it was all in good fun. so after speedzone we took my sis friend home bad idea that got pop mad but i didn't care that way i spent more time with DIe well finaly droped him off and we headed for home when we got there they were allrady waiting for us she said bye to the family we wrote in the back seat of the van listeing to HIM i wanted to give her a kiss on the cheek my heart said do it but my mind said not infront of the parents..lol i never watned that ride to end but like all good things must come to an end :(  I had SOOOOOOOOOO much besides the hole pop getting me pissed off and the hole hicky thing :(  but like they say u can't have ur cake and eat it too so we get back to UCR and i walk her to her dorm when i said bye and i got a hug i didn't wanna let go i didn't want the day to end but it had to but there will be many more good time was have together I LOVE HER SO MUCH and now my family does too which mean soo much to me that they respect and lover her. well blog or buddy old pal that it for now im dead tired but i promised i would write on it, and i allways keep my promies. until next time KEEP ON TRUCKING..lol that was lame PEACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109627874347248857?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109627874347248857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109627874347248857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109627874347248857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109627874347248857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/09/hott.html' title='Hott'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109566539634997723</id><published>2004-09-20T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T00:29:56.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been A while...</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while just been kind of lazy to write on this shit..lol  i can't say nothing bad about my blog it's been there for me threw some hard times ,well nothing new really in my lil world My buddy Die is at UCR now WOOOOO BUDDDY! well im still not in skool i know im a bum but i did get a job but i havne't started yet..lol well that's it for now until next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109566539634997723?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109566539634997723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109566539634997723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109566539634997723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109566539634997723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/09/been-while.html' title='Been A while...'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109151379084441938</id><published>2004-08-02T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T23:16:30.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>about a weeks left till the day</title><content type='html'>well there about a week left before the hering im still really really scared i don't know what am gonna do if something goes bad. I've been praying to god that everything goes good for us and we can still stay here. I had a dream that we had to go back i woke up with like tears in my eyes cause i though it was real. Mom said let it just rest in the hands of god but man that a big thing i hope god is good to us.:) hopefully i get to stay here and not say goodbye to any of my friends espcially my best friends in the world DIANE. i dunno what i would do with out her. well Thursday is the big day hope i'll be here to write how it went, until then L8R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109151379084441938?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109151379084441938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109151379084441938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109151379084441938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109151379084441938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/08/about-weeks-left-till-day.html' title='about a weeks left till the day'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109143246214883760</id><published>2004-08-02T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T00:41:02.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopeless Romantic-Bouncing Souls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know what other people see or what they think is love But i know what it means to me I fall in love so easily And it's hard to let your guard down Something you never wanted to I gave you my love and if you turned away I guess i'd be screwed, but...I'm a hopeless romantic You're just hopeless Beer and wine does me fine butit doesn't always doWhen i get back up and dust offI always come back to you.I'm my own man with my own planI can't do the things you want me toI'm kinda lazy and i kinda stinkBut i'll clean myself up for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is my fav.Bouncing souls song i just like the lyrics and the song live kicks ass hard. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109143246214883760?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109143246214883760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109143246214883760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109143246214883760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109143246214883760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/08/hopeless-romantic-bouncing-souls.html' title='Hopeless Romantic-Bouncing Souls'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-10912553845100769</id><published>2004-07-30T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T23:29:44.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As i stand here in the street in the sidewalk outside my house, with tears of sadness, tears of heartbreak,tears of a fool, tears of aguny, i sit and stare into the sky and cry, cry for all those feelings i have and dont know what to do with. I sit and stare at the note book in wich i write all my thoughts and feeling, i look at the blade sitting next to me , it calls my name it says to me that i won't feel pain once i use it, coming so close to actually listening to that blade, it never lookeds like a better time to listen to it then now. All this shit i have to deal with in my life all that i have to go through i just can't take it anymore  just knowing that the one u love dosen't feel the same way about u, but there nothing i can do her mind is set. It will almost be 3:30 a.m but yet i can't sleep i would rather die then sleep i just don't want to go threw all the emotions  that i have in my live right now emotional,mental pain wish there was a way out. Yet again i look at the blade by my side it seems to be getting closer and closer to me macking me. DO i really want to do this? is this the answer to my problems? so many emotions so may feelings going through my head right now. Feeling heartbroken like i never felt before. It seems like there is no more to my life right now but death... my life with out the one i love is like a broken pencil...pointless, that y u don't pay attention to that blade that continues to mack me, but what am i to do? should i deal with all the shit that's going on in my life and deal with out some other way than just cutting my self? or should i take that ultimate and final step with is DEATH?...... only time can tell.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-10912553845100769?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/10912553845100769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=10912553845100769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/10912553845100769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/10912553845100769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109116351332330766</id><published>2004-07-29T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T21:58:33.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3:11 a.m</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the night i watch the days events on my t.v. seti spend my whole life watching images that come made of shit88 killed in a wreck on all the channels and presetsis there soneway out or maybe soemthing else on?aint that life aint it always the same thing on every nightaint it pretty how life looks on the other sidei dont care quite like i should ive seen show all my lifeis it 8 o clock i think theres something else onbut a familiar toen and a deadly scene come into viewive seen the light fade in a strangers eyesand heard her last breath on cold lipsdeath on board a smoking car a dying wife in my heartis it 8 o clock?i think theres something else onaint that life aint it always the same thing on every nightaint it pretty how life looks on the other sidei dont care quite like i should ive seen show all my lifeis it 8 o clock? i think theres sommething else onaint that life aint it always the same thing on every nightaint it pretty how life looks on the other sidei dont care quite like i should ive seen show all my lifeis it 8 oclock?i think theres something else on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109116351332330766?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109116351332330766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109116351332330766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109116351332330766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109116351332330766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/311-am.html' title='3:11 a.m'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109107946220599445</id><published>2004-07-28T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T22:37:42.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey Hey Hey! (loud drums kick ass guitar ska style and ripping bass lines..lol)&amp;nbsp; Two best friends that are popular to belive. but there not allways a place to go, but there allways u and we respect each other. we hang around all these ppl so called friends but we stick together u stick to me while everyone goes on. (chorus)&amp;nbsp; To the End, to the end, to the ends i'll joing u to the end. It started back in '01 still going strong in '04 talk everyday and dream of each other all night, it's just the two of us being hardcore to the core of us so much drama around us but yet we stick together, we'll be together even if i'm 3000 miles away and don't know what's going on. we've been together for so long to just end like that. to the end to the end i'll join u to the end to the endayyyyy to the end i'll joing u to the end (guitar solo..lol) Hey ho Hey ho Hey ho! you're my best friend from faraway from LA to LP she said "oskar man this is a mecka", i say "it's not a mecka babe it's faith for u and me. TO the end to the end i'll join u to the end to the end to the end i'll join u to the end YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! (drums fade away..lol)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109107946220599445?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109107946220599445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109107946220599445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109107946220599445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109107946220599445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/to-end.html' title='to the end.'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109099092241436426</id><published>2004-07-27T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T22:02:02.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2:08 a.m</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;As i look at ur picture and into ur eyes i see u and me finaly together holding and loving each other. But do u? I whish u do too, i wait to&amp;nbsp; hear those three words i have dreamt of hearing u say I Love you. I've said it to u before and i have allways meant it everytime i say it to u, but yet i still wait for the day when u will say it back. when will it happen only u know the answer to that. Will&amp;nbsp;u mean it like i mean it when i say it to u? hopefully u do that y u say it back. some may say i'm a sucker for telling u those three words and not getting a response back. As long as u know that what i feel for u is true is all that matters, sure i would love to hear it coming out of ur lips and hearing u say im the only one for u, but i can't control what u think or say to me, but i do want u to know that i think u are the one for me, even if there is other ppl in ur live and what knot but ur the only one that my feeling are so strong for. So i'll sit here and stare at u picture and the screen and look into ur eyes in the pictures that u send me, and wait and wonder when that day will come when u will say those words to me...... I LOVE U TOO.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109099092241436426?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109099092241436426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109099092241436426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109099092241436426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109099092241436426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/208-am.html' title='2:08 a.m'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109082286433651857</id><published>2004-07-25T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T23:21:04.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Born TO LOOSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;born to lose i've lived my life in vainall my dreams have always caused me pain.All my life i've always been so blueborn to lose and now i'm losing you.Born to lose it seems so hard to bearhow i always long to have you near you were allthe happiness i knew born to lose and now i'm losing you.Born to lose i can't believe your gone it's so hard toface that empty dawn all my life i've always been so blueborn to lose and now i'm losing you there's no useto dream of happiness all i see is only lonelinessall my life i've always been so blueborn to lose and now im losing you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109082286433651857?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109082286433651857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109082286433651857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109082286433651857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109082286433651857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/born-to-loose.html' title='Born TO LOOSE'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109065011541468329</id><published>2004-07-23T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T23:21:55.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AND I - LEFT ALONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i wish i could be there right next to u, cause i know what i feel for u is true and i would do anything to be with u cause i been looking forward to love and it's u&amp;nbsp; all these feeling that i had to be next to u everyday is the same im to blame and i know it's true driving late at night all the way just to be with u cause there nothing that u'd ever say that i wouldn't do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109065011541468329?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109065011541468329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109065011541468329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109065011541468329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109065011541468329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/and-i-left-alone.html' title='AND I - LEFT ALONE'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109061124344692059</id><published>2004-07-23T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T12:34:03.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Death is near....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is death? i feel death is near but what exactly is it? R u death? are all the mix emotions u give me my death? only u&amp;nbsp; and u only know. So here i lay with a blade in one hand and my wrist waiting for the cut. The first drop of blood falls from my wrist but yet it is not red i bleed black but feel no pain, y? casue u have put me threw so much pain i am amune to it. i feel death is near or is it just me that wants to die to get away from it all? You've hurt me one to many times but yet im will allways be there for u but when the last drop of black blood falls i will be here no more will u remember me? will u think of me? only u know the answer to that and will u reminise of all the good and bad times we had and could of had? Are u my DEATH?....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109061124344692059?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109061124344692059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109061124344692059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109061124344692059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109061124344692059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-death-is-near.html' title='My Death is near....'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109038768412719330</id><published>2004-07-20T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T22:28:04.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing Life Away- Rise Against</title><content type='html'>am i loud and clear or am i breaking up?am i still your charm or am i just bad luck?are we getting closer or are we just getting more lost?ill show you mine if you show me yours firstlets compare scars ill tell you whose is worselets unwrite these pages and replace them with our own wordswe live on front porches and swing life awaywe get by just fine here on minimum wage if love is a labor ill slave til the endi wont cross these streets until you hold my hand i been here so long i think that its time to movethe winters so cold summers over too soonlets pack our bags and settle down where palm trees growand ive got some friends some that i hardly knowweve had some times i wouldn't trade for the worldwe chase these days down with talks of the places that we will gowe live on front porches and swing life awaywe get by just fine here on minimum wage if love is a labor ill slave til the endi wont cross these streets until you hold my handswing life away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109038768412719330?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109038768412719330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109038768412719330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109038768412719330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109038768412719330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/swing-life-away-rise-against.html' title='Swing Life Away- Rise Against'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-109021397075893516</id><published>2004-07-18T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T22:12:50.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a week.</title><content type='html'>what a weeks i've had i had two family members in the hospital :( one was my lil cousin GiGi she was there for about two weeks with asma atacks but thank god she's doing good now.And the second person was my g-ma, I really got scared when me g-ma was in the hospital cause i was scared of loosing her but thanks to god she came out otay. :) as for me im still sick i went to the doc again on sat. and he told me that i have a throat infection called strep throat i guess it's serious cause he sayed to try to talk the lest posible and gave me some strong medicen so hopefully with that it will all go away and i'll be good as new but man how i've wasted money on the stupid doc.&amp;nbsp; My buddy diane called me yesterday it was good to here a familiar voice besides all the doctors and nurses from the hospital. well hopefully this week coming up will be a better on for me and my family and oh yea mexico lost today :( they got shout out total bummer. until next time.......... L8R on From the Underworld..........OSKAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-109021397075893516?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109021397075893516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=109021397075893516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109021397075893516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/109021397075893516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/what-week.html' title='what a week.'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-108952288538208239</id><published>2004-07-10T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T22:14:45.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to the doctor sucks!!!</title><content type='html'>i went to the doctor today Finally...lol and it turns out i really am sick..lol can u belive that i have like a bad ear infection and my throat is like really messed up :-/ how sucky is that. they gave me some medicine that taste like crap and some big ass pills i have to take every six freaking hours. I totally hate being sick but i guess u know that by now. Mexico won today WOOOOOOOO! VIVA MEXICO SKABRONES...lol I know im a stupid mexican but im proud of it sucka. Diane called me today i love talking to her makes me feel good inside i still get butterflies when we talk cause i really really like her and she likes me (awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww)(blushes) maybe we'll hook up in the neer future (keeps fingers crossed) Well that if fo now u SKAbrones (i like that word..lol) keep it gangsta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-108952288538208239?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108952288538208239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=108952288538208239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108952288538208239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108952288538208239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/going-to-doctor-sucks.html' title='Going to the doctor sucks!!!'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-108943609849389898</id><published>2004-07-09T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T22:08:18.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE BEING SICK!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Gosh i hate being sick specially when it's hot as hell like right now. I've been since like before i went to warped tour and i think warped tour made it worst :(. Last night was god awful i had a throbing head ache i couldn't stop coughing i though my lungs were gonna come out and to top that off when i cough i felt like my throat was clossing up and i couldn't breath i was awake until like five thirty in the morning. and my ear i think is still infected to im gonna have to go to doc 2morrow cause i honestly rather die than have to deal with being this sick. I called my buddy diane yesterday like three time cause i felt like shit but i got a bussy signal all three time so i just stoped trying. and i didn't go online yesterday cause i was diening with my sickness and all. hopefully the doc can fix all this sickness going on in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-108943609849389898?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108943609849389898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=108943609849389898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108943609849389898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108943609849389898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-hate-being-sick.html' title='I HATE BEING SICK!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-108892463504762147</id><published>2004-07-04T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T00:03:55.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oskar's Warped tour experience day 1...</title><content type='html'>Well the Warped tour was on thursday and friday i was fortunate enough to attend both days thanks to my friends from LEFT ALONE. Day one was really really hot and awesome at the same time some of the cool bands i got to see the first day there were pretty good like, taking back sunday, the casualties,my chemical romance,ima robot,go betty go, the eyeliners,the silence among others the best part was actually seeing LEFT ALONE play on the main stage and actually being on the side of the stage rocking out while they played the mani stage it was pretty awesome considering they were the BBQ band the bbq band only plays the smaller stages the other highlight of day one was getting to meet the guys from taking back sunday nice ppl and they have similar political view. that was it for day one pretty awesome and tireing day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-108892463504762147?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108892463504762147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=108892463504762147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108892463504762147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108892463504762147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/oskars-warped-tour-experience-day-1_04.html' title='Oskar&apos;s Warped tour experience day 1...'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-108892407234515930</id><published>2004-07-03T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T23:58:15.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>warped tour day 2</title><content type='html'>day 2 was even better than the first im gonna give the top ten bands i saw on day 2.&lt;br /&gt;10.Guttermouth&lt;br /&gt;9.Thursday&lt;br /&gt;8.NOFX &lt;br /&gt;7.Anti-Flag &lt;br /&gt;6.The Vandals&lt;br /&gt;5.The F*ups&lt;br /&gt;4.Bouncing Souls&lt;br /&gt;3.Bad Religion&lt;br /&gt;2.Flogging Molly and the # 1 band is&lt;br /&gt;1.RISE AGAINST&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is y day 2 rocked even harder than day 1 top ten reasons y it rocked.&lt;br /&gt;10.got to sing with Left Alone at the hurley stage&lt;br /&gt;9.body surfed when the bouncing souls played and eat shit.&lt;br /&gt;8.lost voice singing along to Flogging Molly&lt;br /&gt;7.Got rocked in the pitt while Alkaline Trio played&lt;br /&gt;6.Regained my voice but then lost it again when Anti-Flag played&lt;br /&gt;5.Got burned by some stupid ass white girl with a cigarette in her hand&lt;br /&gt;4.Sang Everchaning by Rise Against with some drunk dude in the crowed.&lt;br /&gt;3.Got to see NOFX and BAD RELIGION back to back.&lt;br /&gt;2.Threw a shoe at New Found Glory while they played...LOL and the #1 reasons it rocked better than day 1&lt;br /&gt;1.I got chooked out by a stupid ass security guard in the rise against Pitt for "being to ruff" and the stupid ass security almost ripped my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So out of all the warped tours i've been to this bein the fifht i would have to wrank this the second best one i've been too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-108892407234515930?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108892407234515930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=108892407234515930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108892407234515930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108892407234515930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/warped-tour-day-2.html' title='warped tour day 2'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-108892259608438273</id><published>2004-07-03T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T23:29:56.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oskar's Warped tour experience day 1...</title><content type='html'>Well the Warped tour was on thursday and friday i was fortunate enough to attend both days thanks to my friends from LEFT ALONE. Day one was really really hot and awesome at the same time some of the cool bands i got to see the first day there were pretty good like, taking back sunday, the casualties,my chemical romance,ima robot,go betty go, the eyeliners,the silence among others the best part was actually seeing LEFT ALONE play on the main stage and actually being on the side of the stage rocking out while they played the mani stage it was pretty awesome considering they were the BBQ band the bbq band only plays the smaller stages the other highlight of day one was getting to meet the guys from taking back sunday nice ppl and they have similar political view. that was it for day one pretty awesome and tireing day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-108892259608438273?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108892259608438273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=108892259608438273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108892259608438273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108892259608438273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/oskars-warped-tour-experience-day-1.html' title='Oskar&apos;s Warped tour experience day 1...'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-108865565798494463</id><published>2004-06-30T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T21:20:57.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>well i haven't really been writing on my blog in a while maybe cause im lazy and all i do is talk to diane when im online which totally rules cause she rules.haven't talk to my homie steph in a while :( that's a total bummer. So this Friday is the all mighty WARPED TOUR! woooooooo really exicted i haven't missed one since my freshmen year in high school hopefully this one is gonna top them all since it is there 10 year anniversary and all they should have some kick ass stuff going on. hopefully Elvis (lead singer of left alone) can get us back stage to meet the bands that would be off the chains. well my summer is going otay still can't find a job :( which sucks cause I need money for cash so i can help out the parents and buy new shoes cause i need some..lol there was one job but it was grave yard i didn't wanna be working alone so i didn't take that one my lost i guess but hopefully there plenty more jobs for me out there hopefully soon i can totally find one that right for me. I'll let u know how warped went untill then UNITY BEER AND SKA....L8r &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-108865565798494463?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108865565798494463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=108865565798494463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108865565798494463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108865565798494463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-108823626004534456</id><published>2004-06-26T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T00:51:00.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YO!</title><content type='html'>Hey well it's midnight and i can't sleep don't konw y really so i decided to write on this thigy. Well I finally got to talk to my homie steph i don't have to worry anymore she's just been bussy with Summer skool and her sis.wedding which is tomorrow or today since it's midnight allready (congrats to her sis) I went to speedzone today with my bro and sis it was fun but wish Diane (my BUDDY) was there with me (sniff sniff) maybe next time. I might get a job as a janito @ Albersons but it's the grave yard shift that midnight till 8 A.M. should i take it??? but it stars u up at $8.75 an hour so that pretty good i'll have to call that guy back to see what up so if i get it im gonna be sleepy all freakin day...lol but i'll be making that paper. well that it for now i'll keep ya posted. oh yea the dodgers got smoked by the angles&gt;&gt;LOL to all the dodger fans :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-108823626004534456?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108823626004534456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=108823626004534456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108823626004534456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108823626004534456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/yo.html' title='YO!'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-108813976014715515</id><published>2004-06-24T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T22:02:40.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK!</title><content type='html'>well today was probably the boringest day i've had in a long time cause i wasn't feeling very good and i had nothing to do. but i did get to talk to my buddy Diane so that cheered me up it allways does when i get to talk to her. Well my Homie steph hasn't text or email me im getting kind of worried cause she like text me everyday well almost everyday hope she's doing good.well guess that it for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-108813976014715515?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108813976014715515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=108813976014715515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108813976014715515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108813976014715515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/ok.html' title='OK!'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-108796804313907797</id><published>2004-06-22T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T22:20:43.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT! YEAAH! OOOK!</title><content type='html'>well today i woke up pretty early cause i had my DMV driving test... i was kind of nervous didn't know what to expect but when i got there i had to wait for a while but soon after it was finally my turn my i though my heart was gonna leap off my chest.But after it was all said and done i totally passed that stupid driving test so i am now an offical lincensed driver.lol well that was it for the most part of the day oh and yea my best fried Erick was in the SGV tribune today he made the front of the sports page cause he's the SGV's player of the year how kick ass it that proud of u DOGG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-108796804313907797?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108796804313907797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=108796804313907797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108796804313907797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108796804313907797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-yeaah-oook.html' title='WHAT! YEAAH! OOOK!'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389373.post-108786797861717713</id><published>2004-06-21T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T18:32:58.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What up!</title><content type='html'>Well my graduation was this past wednesday, it was so emotional cause i probably won't see half of those ppl ever again which suck cause some of them were cool ppls. The Ppl i will miss though are My best Homie STEPH and my buddy Favie(have a crush on her blush). well life sucks right now have nothing to do so i started this blog i know i have no life but ehhhh. all i have to do now it get a job and go to college can't be that hard right.....? well anyways my Yankees lost two games to those damn dodgers but well get them back when they play in the bronxs. well that it's for now man im pretty hungy gonna go eat keep it real yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7389373-108786797861717713?l=oskarsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108786797861717713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7389373&amp;postID=108786797861717713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108786797861717713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7389373/posts/default/108786797861717713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oskarsblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-up.html' title='What up!'/><author><name>OSKAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11297842478118328800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
