tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39255793249901643492011-04-21T10:44:15.254-07:00Josehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08840032113816104036noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925579324990164349.post-40716104726235304222008-10-05T23:02:00.000-07:002008-10-05T23:27:07.838-07:00for my setting i was over at sierra st in a gig!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />i hear ska music with a loud singer.<br />i hear drums at its full speed and nice grove rythm.<br />i hear the crowd screaming to play more music.<br />i hear people talking about what theyr gonna do for the night.<br />i hear my friends calling me from all the way in the back.<br /><br />i see a bunch of instruments laying there waiting for someone to play them.<br />i see a crowd of people drinkin and having a good time.<br />i see people in the floor getting stomped by the people in the moshpits.<br />i see a beutiful chick that has red hair.<br />i see my friend isaiah skankin it up in the pit.<br /><br /><br />i taste the flavour of a cup of noodles.<br />i taste the delicious flavor of some cheese popusas.<br />i taste the sweet flavor of the herbal.<br />i taste the strawberry on my bubble gum.<br />i taste the water running down my system.<br /><br />i feel the pain on my arms from the moshpits.<br />i feel the dust from the wind hitting my face.<br />i feel the sweet running down my forehead.<br />i feel the pain the my friend was going thruw.<br />i feel all the warm breathing from the people around me.<br /><br />i smell all the herbal in the air.<br />i smell my cousins cologne when he approach me.<br />i smell the nasty an felty smell of tabacco.<br />i smell a disturbing smell from the guys next to me.<br />i smell the cup o noodles as i eat it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3925579324990164349-4071610472623530422?l=jtorres10laichs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Josehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08840032113816104036noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925579324990164349.post-41219992316862658142008-09-22T13:31:00.000-07:002008-09-22T13:34:26.752-07:00Jose Torres<br />Child of Felix and Jaime<br />Who loves guitar<br />Who hates cmo's<br />Who wants to go to guitar center<br />Who wishes he could've met Dave Mustaine<br />Who is scared of cops<br />Who dreams of weird figures<br />Who is determined to graduate high school<br />Who values school<br />Who is proud of himself<br />Who graduated from middle school<br />Who lives in Cypress Park<br />Jose Torres<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3925579324990164349-4121999231686265814?l=jtorres10laichs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Josehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08840032113816104036noreply@blogger.com0