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Name: Daniel
Country: United States
State: California
Metro: Los Angeles
Birthday: 3/29/1981
Gender: Male
Interests: music, reading, running, eating, juicing, working out, teaching, playing my horn, computers, archery, being mindful of others. look, dont just see.
Expertise: mostly my interests as i would hope i would be an expert at what i am interested in?
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
Message: message me
AIM:  loudtrumpet
Yahoo:  scvdan
Member Since:
5/25/2003
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| Bob Kelso: "You are going to shut your damn yapper and listen for a
change because I've got you pegged, sweetheart. You wanna take
the easy way out with this surgury because you're scared. And
you're scared because if you try and fail there is only you to
blame. You see, let me break this down for you Bob-o style.
Life.... is...scary. Get used to it.
JD: And then it seemed like Dr. Kelso wasn't only talking to her.
Kelso: There are no magical fixes. It's all up to you. So
get up off your keister and get out of here and go start doing the
work."
Patient: "What if it's too hard?"
Turk: "Yeah, what if it's too hard?"
Kelso "Turkelton I have no idea why you're chiming in but I"ll say this
to both of you. Nothing in this world that's worth having comes
easy."
Season 4 Episode 20. My Boss's Free Haircut.
scrubs is the bomb diggity.
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| learning how to sing again.... in the shower
learning how to dance again.... in my room
thank you stevie wonder!
sorry neighbors....
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| soooo......
what to say . . . .
a friend of mine died last week.
i haven't seen him in close to 2 years
he was only 23
all i know is that the brothers and sisters ive marched with should not be dying for atleast another 50 years......
and i have had 3 brothers pass on,
none of them older than 25
i am somewhere stuck between faith and my upbringing
my faith is something new by comparison
i wonder how much of a product of society it really all is.
the closer you look at american society, the more our mainstream
religion seems to run right through it. whether it drives people
to do what they do, and\or how they view what happens. i really
dont know what to think now. is it really as simple as a god, a
devil, heaven and hell? religion seems so complicated, somehow
many people divide it up from their spirituality. and others just
give me the strength to have faith. my mind feels full of what
if's at the moment. some think that you can not be cosmpolitian
and be pious. some think you have to be. i dont
know what im talking about half the time and i wonder if others, who
sound so sure, are just faking. i know a few are not just faking,
but most make me wonder. the universe does work in quite a
mysterious way. who am i to claim what or why it works, how it
was created. its gonna be here, hopefully, a long time after im
gone. its been here longer than my mind can concieve or
imagine. i cant get over the teeming arrogance of some that
assume they do know it. but they would claim they dont, but their
actions speak louder. our existance is defined in so many ways by
opposites. love and hate; happy and sad; emotive and
indifferent. polar opposites? you can not know one with out
the other. if all you are is happy, you can not know sad, if an
opposite is out of your experience, you can not possibly concieve
of the other. i even question the logic of my questions. it
is hard to determine what i take for granted, what my assumptions
are. its easier to hear it from others, so maybe if some of you
out there have a chance, take some time and read what i have said.
respond, and make me think.... i feel. i
think. i am? okay, that was lame. but
whatever. my bro is dead, and all i can think about is
myself......
Ruben Alvarez
1981-2004
Santa Clara Vanguard 1997-2001
via con dios, mi hermano, mi amigo
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| perhaps.......
who knew?
phil, you left your pots here.
one more paper then some work and life will be grand
van nuys is going to wgasc comp this sat
besides the fact that they are just so much fun to watch because they
are just plain spectacular, they have beaten everyone and if all goes
well, will continue to this saturday, that means like outscoring 70
some odd groups. and they already are. whatever happens
with placement, i know im gonna see an incredible performance at around
5pm on saturday. If you can come out, its in huntington
beach, not too far. for ucla cats. BTW, this colorguard is
only 4 years old, before that, it was a drill team, yay los angeles
unified school district! now, with the leadership of an
incredible teacher, two fantastic coaches, and awesome dedicated girls,
its has blossomed. I cant wait till saturday!
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| I remembered a dream!!! still occured after waking up next to
one. i was a pirate! i think, but my boat was being filled up
with water and i had to keep on swimming over to the edges of my boat
and push attackin skeletons offa my boat. I did really well and
my crew cheered, and then the boat became a pool at summer camp and i
dunno, it just gets hazy from there on out. the feelin i remember
is mostly like franticness mixed with elation? but, nevertheless,
its a dream remembered! count it!
ugh, im still sick, a little bird gave it to me im thinkin.
its okay, because we can mess with parrots and their bobbing head
communication. heh, its a parrot.
from my classics professor about papers to be turned into him.......
Finally, I am such an extremist as to believe that words should be used
to mean what they actually mean, and that confused and incoherent use
by the ignorant is not sufficient to force humanity into an acceptance
of barbaric illiteracies!
he obviously does not want to read my xanga
he takes writing seriously. then again, he must deal with
400 drunken, horny, stoned, hormonal, emo, college students and their
confused and incoherent papers,
most of whom (the students, not the papers[but it could be both]) dont
give him anywhere near the amount of respect that he deserves every
quarter.
He is probably the most interesting professor outside the music dept i've
had the pleasure of meeting at ucla. the intelligently sarcastic
yet more than dryly funny Daniel McLean. 
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