<?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-5131060229036052401</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:59:46.261-07:00</updated><category term='WarpedTour'/><title type='text'>The Eleventh Volume</title><subtitle type='html'>Dont quote me on that. Quote Unquote. And you can Quote me on the Quote Unquote.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-6743477940621735610</id><published>2010-05-02T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T06:35:03.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Off To See The Wizard!</title><content type='html'>So I spent the past 2 weeks preparing for probably something I didn't expect to change my highschool life so drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For three years, I spent highschool being quite silent and reserved. Doing only school work and staying after school only when needed. When Daniel Dixon drags me into doing stage crew work for the WIzard Of Oz Musical, I wasn't expecting the laughs, the issues, the dancing, the lifting, and especially the friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week was stagnant full of preparations, Painting sets and lifting crap and workloads, but the second week was fascinating. Getting out of school after second block was fun, and not really knowing what was moving on and off until 2 minutes before the scene change. Many props were a hassle, some props were heavy. But with help of some of the cast, things became super easy.&lt;br /&gt;By the final night, we had an intense system of movement going on. So many jokes going on too, loving tin man's cowbell, teacher jokes and inside jokes of our own (i.e visual arts gallery/Sammiches)&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I watched the play unfold in front of me, I fell more and more in love with the actors and the songs and the play itself. Honestly until this play I'd never fully seen the Wizard of Oz. I found myself at points just dancing along to the music with fellow crew and cast members. I met so many awesome hilarious people in the fine arts section of our school that I had never even met before, and some people I haven't really met until the musical. I couldn't name all the great people I've made friends with and met. But I'm sure I'll get the chance to work with them again. I hope atleast. To those who were cast and helping us back stage, you all are stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. ORCHESTRA, YOU'RE SEXY FLAWLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's three thousand things I could write about. Including dancing/chariots of fire, walking around the neighborhood, grounders, photoshoots, being tired, meeting people, injuring myself due to photobombing, props, costumes, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all sing amazing. You all act so great. You guys dance... well, most of you dance decently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K but actually. I've got nothing to describe what went on but I hope I get to work with all of you again soon. And if not, I hope we can still see each other in the hallway and we can high five or wink or dance it out or something. Thanks to everyone who co-operated with our stage crap. :D Being extra-curricular for once was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to re-iterate, How did The Wizard Of Oz Musical change my life?&lt;br /&gt;1. Experiences,&lt;br /&gt;2. Being extra-curricular,&lt;br /&gt;3. Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mark Dimzon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. LORENZO YOU SEXY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-6743477940621735610?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/6743477940621735610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=6743477940621735610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6743477940621735610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6743477940621735610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2010/05/were-off-to-see-wizard.html' title='We&apos;re Off To See The Wizard!'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-560270636909977504</id><published>2010-04-11T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T13:35:27.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Know; We Know You All Too Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;These Kids Wear Crowns - Break It Up&lt;br /&gt;My day at a Much Music Video Shoot as an extra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Haha, pretty awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Me, Jal and Markel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Show up at 9 AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Blah, Blah, Legal Matters, Blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Wait around and eat food for 7-8 more hours in the awesome weather but cold wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Get thrown into a room of giant deadly lights, and giant cameras, and smoke machines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Did I mention the room was 10x10m... Did I mention there were like 50 people in there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jumped around the room like the ultimate party ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Met a kid named Nik Carmargo. Awesome kid for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jal gets noticed for his whiteout TKWC glasses. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Everyone put on your party faces"-- Alexander lols at mine :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;More video shooting, few breaks. More shooting. (Me and Jal were prominent extras I must say.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...THAT'S A WRAP! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For those who don't know, Jesse Giddings is a MuchMusic VJ. He was there for the shoot aswell. He got a video of the total party that it was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: verdana;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.twitvid.com/player/HRAW1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.twitvid.com/player/HRAW1" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" allownetworking="all" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Haha yeah, too many lights, too much smoke, too many people. Perfect party ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Afterwards on the wind down. talked to nik a bit more, got photos and signatures from most of the band members. Got invited to party with them by Alan; if only were were 19. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Haha, seems like the band loved us. The future holds alot for These Kids for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;lol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-560270636909977504?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/560270636909977504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=560270636909977504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/560270636909977504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/560270636909977504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-know-we-know-you-all-too-well.html' title='We Know; We Know You All Too Well'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-4679976242349022240</id><published>2010-04-04T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:59:15.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only It Were This Easy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S7lftCwJJZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VXcPSCfFlqY/s1600/Into+Your+Arms.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S7lftCwJJZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VXcPSCfFlqY/s400/Into+Your+Arms.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456497650973615506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We've all done it before,&lt;br /&gt;That song means something to both of you,&lt;br /&gt;But now that you aren't so close anymore,&lt;br /&gt;You just want to erase the memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late,&lt;br /&gt;The song is too good to not listen to,&lt;br /&gt;Even though it hurts every time you do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-4679976242349022240?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/4679976242349022240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=4679976242349022240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/4679976242349022240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/4679976242349022240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-only-it-were-this-easy.html' title='If Only It Were This Easy...'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S7lftCwJJZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VXcPSCfFlqY/s72-c/Into+Your+Arms.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-1136230554123646873</id><published>2010-02-26T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T01:21:16.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG INVISABEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eQsmGvIXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3Z2zEwrXshA/s1600-h/IMG_2383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eQsmGvIXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3Z2zEwrXshA/s400/IMG_2383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442477770517979506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;OMG INVISABEL MONITAR LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No updates? WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. the update is coming at the start of next month. It'll be a huge one including all of my Olympic Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video Unrelated- But still pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n7N1oni1Fys&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n7N1oni1Fys&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;PS IF YOU CAN READ THIS, I LOVE YOU :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep it suprsrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(Maddie) Kthx,&lt;br /&gt;Mark Dimzon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-1136230554123646873?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/1136230554123646873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=1136230554123646873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/1136230554123646873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/1136230554123646873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2010/02/omg-invisabel.html' title='OMG INVISABEL'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eQsmGvIXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3Z2zEwrXshA/s72-c/IMG_2383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-294782110573869820</id><published>2010-02-20T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T00:29:09.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Drunk And Fall In Love, Every Other Weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xSHVbbcFNcE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xSHVbbcFNcE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So we continued walking down Robson street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And as we keep talking I keep feeling the beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This has rocked me in so many ways. This is my Olympic Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;: Friday (After School)--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right after school, Fred's like AY, WERE GOING TO SURREY TO PARTY. I like to party. So we head down there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Getting a tas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;te of what the spirit is like down there was okay, Little did I know it was only to get more intense later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So check this. That night, A band called Blue Rodeo was playing there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eIy5uSt6I/AAAAAAAAADU/pWFMjY0FI3o/s1600-h/Day1BlueRodeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eIy5uSt6I/AAAAAAAAADU/pWFMjY0FI3o/s320/Day1BlueRodeo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442469082770356130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They were quite country rock, but I liked it :) It was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;: Saturday (Jal :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I like run my way over to Jal's work at like 8:30 pm, We either had the choice to make bedoiun soundclash at 9:30 in Richmond or we could check out this singer called Jessie Farrell at Livecity Downtown.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have time to make Bedouin Soundclash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jessie Farrel was pretty good for more country rock! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eIzvvBaWI/AAAAAAAAADc/O61Xj4TJxTU/s1600-h/Day2JessieFarrell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eIzvvBaWI/AAAAAAAAADc/O61Xj4TJxTU/s320/Day2JessieFarrell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442469097268930914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;: Valentines (Singles Awareness Day) :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning, Abay wakes me up with this text asking what we're doing. Everyone else was busy so I'm like. Come over, we'll head downtown. Livecity Yaletown is pretty intense, biggest one I've been to so far. That night, we saw Mother Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eI1Lfnb4I/AAAAAAAAADs/HsS6K-Od260/s1600-h/Day3MotherMother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eI1Lfnb4I/AAAAAAAAADs/HsS6K-Od260/s320/Day3MotherMother.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442469121900375938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we were waiting for Daniel Wesley to come on, as this was happening, Some girl is like HEY HEY CAN I STAND THERE MY FRIEND IS THE DRUMMER. So she stands beside me. Cute but she was quite a bit of a mess. I could tell she had spent the day partying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eI0bFYtnI/AAAAAAAAADk/qirBatRIsh0/s1600-h/Day3DanielWesley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eI0bFYtnI/AAAAAAAAADk/qirBatRIsh0/s320/Day3DanielWesley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442469108905457266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The whole performance for Daniel Wesley was her asking me to hold her drink as she recorded the band or put her gloves on, as abay watched and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;: Monday= Awesome Kicks in Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jal, Fred and I head out to Livecity Downtown for some good stuff. We get inside the venue and watch this east coast indie band called Grand Theft Bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eI1zcAsrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/W2mDZpX6eiY/s1600-h/Day4GrandTheftBus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eI1zcAsrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/W2mDZpX6eiY/s320/Day4GrandTheftBus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442469132622672562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The thing with indie is that you can totally hear the difference between the east coast and west coast styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This became really appearent once Jets Overhead took the stage! Haha I loved seeing them live. We were standing in front of the bassist. I dont know, She was either always into it or really tripped on acid. It doesn't matter, The bassist really drives the band. Hearing Heading For Nowhere live was AMAZING! Once they were done though, the crowd was too excited to just let them leave. One more song. One more song. It was chanted, and they returned for an encore of 2 songs, playing their old stuff. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eJ1vVSwSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/EVrd42LwDV0/s1600-h/Day4JetsOverhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eJ1vVSwSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/EVrd42LwDV0/s320/Day4JetsOverhead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442470231032381730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After the show, They were signing on the side. So we got photos and signatures. (Free Poster Fuck Yeah! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on that night, we were heading by CBC and we got to be in the background of the forecast :P&lt;br /&gt;(Second night where some random girl has started talking to me. She was standing in the background too while her friends were in cover from the rain, "Gah, My friends are douches! :P" haha, I said "Mine too." :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5&lt;/span&gt;: Tuesday- OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday. Haha. Tuesday. It was fuckin..crazy. for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this. Me and Fred show up to Livecity Yaletown. We chill in the stands until some funk band called "Soul Stream" makes their way onto stage. I was loving this. They were so goddamn chill. and pretty good, until some familiar riff makes its way into me and Fred's ears. A familiar riff of "September" by Earth, Wind and Fire! We were singign it out. They proceeded to play more Earth Wind and Fire and There were only 2 people in the stands who were singing it all. Fred, and this guy named Lucas! I think this guy was pretty chill. He seemed to know his thing and get well into the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eJ2JMkEvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/_9OtD2nlv98/s1600-h/Day5Soulstream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eJ2JMkEvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/_9OtD2nlv98/s320/Day5Soulstream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442470237975089906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When Soulstream was done, a french band called "Vulgairs Machins" take the stage. I'd like to say they're pretty good. They were good. But I couldn't enjoy because I was busy pushing all the Mosh pits back from destroying me :P That crowd was rowdy. You could tell this night couldn't end well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it didn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there. Fred was there. I was over on the right. safely. Fred was in the mess. and what a mess it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left when they announced shit was over. I really hope everyone involved recovers well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 6&lt;/span&gt;: Wednesday- (Recovery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So check this, I take the day chilling it out because all that was really tiring. But I don't chill out entirely. I make my way down to surrey that night. Hot Hot Heat was playing. But also another band called Bend Sinister. Who sounded okay but I didn't get into that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Hot Heat comes on, We make our way back up the crowd. Guess who's there. LUCAS :) Fred, starting his portfolio of people we meet during the games, Asks Lucas for a photo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Hot Hot Heat comes on, there is nothing but more moshing douches hoping to repeat the Alexisonfire incident. Thankfully, It didn't happen, But Fred, Jal and Daniel get lost in the crowd. We could definitely see Daniel and Fred figthing off moshes. Me and Johnstone just watched as Daniel took on his first moshes. :D (Watched and Laughed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Hot Heat was good. They had some good energy and crowd going. But other than that, not much to say than swaying crowd and craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 7&lt;/span&gt;: Thursday- Err hey! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my cousin comes in on wednesday and is like HEY FAMILY I HAVE TICKETS TO THE SKELETON RUNS WHO WANTS IN. go figure, Everyone else in my family was BUSY! D: So they tell me to go. If it wasn't for this, I would be at Our Lady Peace, whom I heard was pretty awesome. I still had alot of fun. The shuttle there and back was good time for chilling out and listening to my music. We step off and explore the Whistler Village. Then we head up into the Mountains by Gondola (Excalibur) to watch the Olympic Skeleton Runs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eJ2nCGN8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/byCShfSAwL8/s1600-h/Day7Whistler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eJ2nCGN8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/byCShfSAwL8/s320/Day7Whistler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442470245984253890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whistler was warm. The sun was up and I was sweating as I was climbing my way to the starting line. Whistler was cold later though. By the end of the night I was freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The runs themselves were crazy. All the goddamn Skeleton racers are pass by you at like super fast. Like you see them for a whole .5 seconds. Getting a photo is near implausible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 8&lt;/span&gt;: (Hello there, Seawall.)&lt;br /&gt;Decent day. Rageless. (Anyway)&lt;br /&gt;So I met up with fred at night at Robson's plaza. And we waited it out until Hey Ocean was performing! :D They were fucking amazing, The Lovefool Cover was great! I was just choked that they didn't play Fifteen words cuz the male lead didn't feel like singing it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many crowdsurfers. Me and the people nearby were like keeping eyes out and throwing others up into the crowd. At one point we told everyone to like stop since too many people were falling! :P MY NECK STILL HURTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eJ3WgGUBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OcWKhtRL23k/s1600-h/Day8HeyOcean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eJ3WgGUBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OcWKhtRL23k/s320/Day8HeyOcean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442470258726555666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We met most of the members after that. They were over on the side, so we walked over. We talked with Ashleigh Ball (Singer) for a while. We complimented her poncho. Which is fucking badass. We also asked if she would be playing Fifteen Words at tomorrow's Surrey show. She said they plan to since they have a longer set! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She also asked for Me and Jal's name. Hmm. Cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 9&lt;/span&gt;: (&lt;love&gt;Ashleigh Ball.&lt;/love&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Said The Whale. Decent.-- But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eJ4lqaGcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/gTG4H3V3XoY/s1600-h/Day9HeyOcean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eJ4lqaGcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/gTG4H3V3XoY/s320/Day9HeyOcean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442470279976196546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeup. Saw them once again the day after. Hey Ocean! is pretty amazing. Today was more of a mess than robson though. Less crowdsurfers nonetheless. Today I brought along Alex J, Katrina and Christen. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katrina met 2 random people after being seperated AGAIN during concerts. (She got seperated back at Believers Never Die 2)&lt;br /&gt;Christen got punched in the face by some minimosh behind us of drunk guys. Got myself a Hey Ocean shirt, don't expect me to wear it anytime soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They played Fifteen Words. It made my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 10-14&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Spent the days hanging out and gaming with the guys. Getting ready for the Computing Competition. Writing the competition. nothing interesting to report other than that I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 15&lt;/span&gt;- Two Hour Traffic and Wintersleep&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping for something more. Two Hour Traffic was announced as a "Powerpop" band. --&gt; me excited. But when they took the stage, they lacked the power part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eK7Ys9NYI/AAAAAAAAAEk/K5r1harLCx0/s1600-h/Day15TwoHourTraffic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eK7Ys9NYI/AAAAAAAAAEk/K5r1harLCx0/s320/Day15TwoHourTraffic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442471427548460418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For some reason, the energy I was hoping for just wasn't there. Their drummer doesn't play much other than kick-snare for some odd reason.&lt;br /&gt;Wintersleep was another story- on the same page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eK7-2BqCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nUkWJhkLxqY/s1600-h/Day15Wintersleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eK7-2BqCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nUkWJhkLxqY/s320/Day15Wintersleep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442471437787047970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I didn't know what to expect from them, but their chill rock alt. sound made for a chill way to relax.&lt;br /&gt;I won't bullshit the niceties here. Not one of the better days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day16&lt;/span&gt;-- "The most beautiful eyes and red hair- It matched the Canadian Flag she was wearing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY FUCK. Man, I started today with a fucking shitty start to everything. It's like the god of disappointment rained down fucking oblivion. Once my day got started though, it was okay. Well fuck. we were late for Inward Eye. Don't know how the hell that happened. IllScarlett was okay. Some good stuff you can really chill to, but there wasnt much to jump for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4jXa154eqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Fb0Cn-frY70/s1600-h/Day16Mariana%27sTrench.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4jXa154eqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Fb0Cn-frY70/s320/Day16Mariana%27sTrench.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442837005823670946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; At this point. I'm craving to jump around- The next band delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeup - Marianas Trench was a Clusterfuck- Kids who aren't used to concerts were being pulled out from the crowd because they couldn't handle the crowd swaying. My ears hurt from all the girls shouting around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4jXaZnzsvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/G18G_Eizi-4/s1600-h/Day16IllScarlett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4jXaZnzsvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/G18G_Eizi-4/s320/Day16IllScarlett.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442836998231667442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The band was pretty decent though. I love how the rest of the band can also sing pretty well for adlibs and backups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 17&lt;/span&gt;- Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 18&lt;/span&gt;- I've seen more bands in 2 weeks than some people will see their whole lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow it finally sinks in. The Olympics are over. This will never happen again in my lifetime. It's been a great two weeks. I owe it to my parents for being so chill about me staying out to party and see these bands and stuff. I've spent alot of time writing this post. and I hope you like it. Anyways... Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Daniel's to watch the game. which was pretty intense. In my mind I had a feeling USA would tie the game. But when Crosby scored that Overtime goal, I had one thought on my mind. One thing I told myself after Sydney lacked points over the last three games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His plan. All along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Afterwards, me and Fred dragged ourselves downtown to see the party. A party it was. The streets were crowded, People chanting "FUCK YEAH CANADA". Hugs were free, photos were bombed, and spirits were abundant. I have never seen something to insanely awesome. And it's sad, because I may not see something like that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;So in Conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thanks to everyone who went with me to see all these bands, I'd have no motive to go if you weren't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the bands who played for free, making my life just a little bit easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Vancouver, hosting the greatest two weeks of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the people who humored me by text message during long transit trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to British Columbia, bringing some of the most infectious musical talent, as well as the best breathtaking sights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks to those who didnt TL;DR this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yeah, I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Mark Dimzon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-294782110573869820?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/294782110573869820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=294782110573869820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/294782110573869820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/294782110573869820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-get-drunk-and-fall-in-love-every.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Drunk And Fall In Love, Every Other Weekend.'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S4eIy5uSt6I/AAAAAAAAADU/pWFMjY0FI3o/s72-c/Day1BlueRodeo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-4293756491338806859</id><published>2010-02-09T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:56:26.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Can Make This Count.</title><content type='html'>It worked guys! The bracelet worked as intended. I found myself feeling pretty optimistic today, It's nice not relying on my friends for support as much. They're pretty awesome though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorta happy. I got some pretty good feedback, alot of people noticed it, a few even mentioned it straight up. I feel like it's becoming more of a statement than a reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally, it was meant to be a reminder. like how people tie a ribbon around their finger to remember? yeah it's like that. Anytime today when i felt off for whatever reason, I just remembered that and things panned out okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember:&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your heart to bleed,&lt;br /&gt;When your heart is all I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace on, Markout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-4293756491338806859?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/4293756491338806859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=4293756491338806859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/4293756491338806859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/4293756491338806859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-can-make-this-count.html' title='We Can Make This Count.'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-2808187706251343317</id><published>2010-02-08T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:33:38.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH REALLY. OH FUCKING REALLY!?</title><content type='html'>"Oi, Suzy! uhm, FUCK YOU."&lt;br /&gt;confused? check this shit out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://markdimzon.deviantart.com/journal/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k anyways, after that. I was like. Gonna make myself something cool.&lt;br /&gt;so I made this.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S3DkZJ6VIhI/AAAAAAAAADE/yoty8c_EbcI/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S3DkZJ6VIhI/AAAAAAAAADE/yoty8c_EbcI/s400/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436095871044624914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man, if you're confused. ITS A GODDAMN BRACELET. made from earbuds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S3DlQOYK75I/AAAAAAAAADM/g-cBrZjj_No/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S3DlQOYK75I/AAAAAAAAADM/g-cBrZjj_No/s400/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436096817136332690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY? YOU ASK? well. Ill be wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be a reminder to me when I'm stressed out that I've got music to look to. And music's pretty much what this blog's about right? so here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/maddyrodriguez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man, I know, DISband. but  she's got a nice voice.&lt;br /&gt;Check out "Happier than ever"&lt;br /&gt;That song is so chill. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, peace guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember:&lt;br /&gt;Don't break hearts, Try to shake hands.&lt;br /&gt;We're living in a time of living's last chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Markout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-2808187706251343317?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/2808187706251343317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=2808187706251343317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/2808187706251343317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/2808187706251343317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-really-oh-fucking-really.html' title='OH REALLY. OH FUCKING REALLY!?'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/S3DkZJ6VIhI/AAAAAAAAADE/yoty8c_EbcI/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-7439493511056956967</id><published>2009-12-27T00:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:00:53.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHMAHGOD UPDATE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://knowyourmeme.com/i/21745/original/Gentlemen-verbose.jpg?1254874787"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 866px;" src="http://knowyourmeme.com/i/21745/original/Gentlemen-verbose.jpg?1254874787" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warped tour eh. Seems as though they're skipping us for 2010. (WTF IS THIS SHIT.)&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it. I'll see if I can drag my ass around to see it elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another note, Owl City, Lights and some other band I don't remember the obscure name of is coming around to the Vogue on the 2nd of april. AND I DONT KNOW IF I CAN GO. (/rage)&lt;br /&gt;If my sister's dance studio ends up having a trip to disney, and im being dragged along, i'll actually be moar angered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokay, so heerz laif....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I've got nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a new harddrive and Video card soon. Woop Upgrade from my 10 GB Hard Drive! (Superserious.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, I've been playing World In Conflict, Gran Turismo 4 and Need For Speed Carbon while waiting for. nice to have some games being played while I wait... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else... OH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happeh Lawladays.&lt;br /&gt;Got 2 Gift cards for cineplex. 5$ each. yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;But I got to see some people I ain't seen in awhile. THATS THE GOOD PART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want some obscure postings of my laif....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- I hope you all liked those, I put alot of thought into each and every choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Yeah, haha, you're the win. (LOLHBDALMOSTKTHX)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Gratz on your phone. Don't text me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- As for you, I'm really confused about you. But I'm not gonna hold anything against you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- (Many People) We do need to hang out soon, let me know, If I'm up for it, why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--You angr4h meh. Well, not really, but You're sortova douche. Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- LOL HAVE FUN! DONT FALL OFF THE MOUNTAIN KTHX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- 3 Years is such a short time, (We barely know each other anymore.) I promise I won't let any more of it slip away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- KTHX 4 putting up with me. lawlways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"Take the best day of your life, And put it in your mouth."&lt;br /&gt;Mark Dimzon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-7439493511056956967?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/7439493511056956967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=7439493511056956967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/7439493511056956967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/7439493511056956967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/12/ohmahgod-update.html' title='OHMAHGOD UPDATE.'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-8862207371331772687</id><published>2009-11-02T20:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:34:50.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock. Paper. Stealthy. (Now with extra candy.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can all rage as much as you want. You're all just jealous me and Dylan James can cloak and hide like marines and spies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Lets go back over this shall we?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HALLOLWEEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;srsly. Pretty intense shit IMO.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I got to daniel's. And found out the night may or may not end so well. We got some reports of some pretty intense party crashers selfinviting. So we were ecstatic they were coming. Scared that itd fuck up the night :P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I sat around in Danny' D's basement for about 4 hours, just doing nothing and music producing on his Mac. Im not gonna lie, for media, its a possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People started arriving. Walls broke down. I was hyper.(Appearently)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;these were 2 groups of people who im not sure how chemistry would work, since last time we put them near each other, they split like a fissure. This time. we shoved them all into this small basement and chilled there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween right? so we went off into the night. usual escapades of candy fetchering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(For gamers, I was the Scout, from Team Fortress 2 for Halloween.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Su-3lqpYPHI/AAAAAAAAACU/poNqqA31PDA/s1600-h/tf2_scout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Su-3lqpYPHI/AAAAAAAAACU/poNqqA31PDA/s400/tf2_scout.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399736335971400818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Su-3RxvtmTI/AAAAAAAAACM/lld_ItuRxe4/s1600-h/IMG_2168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Su-3RxvtmTI/AAAAAAAAACM/lld_ItuRxe4/s400/IMG_2168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399735994279631154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once we got lazy and began heading back, we were standing in the middle of Daniel's street. Suddenly, Dylan, takes off like a rocket, dashing towards Como Lake. I soon follow in suit for the lulz. Once we got to Como lake, we hid among the shrubbery and bushes. We stayed still until the group, who had wondered where we dashed off to, had come along to hunt us down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now daniels street meets como lake, and splits off to each side of the lake as a path. Me and Dylan hid on the right side, right across a bridge nearby...&lt;br /&gt;well. gimme a sec in paint and ill lay it out for ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Su-9d1jYPVI/AAAAAAAAACc/5OMkm-owqoc/s1600-h/halloween2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Su-9d1jYPVI/AAAAAAAAACc/5OMkm-owqoc/s400/halloween2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399742798529838418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. so we all began on daniels street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and dylan run off. (Setup)&lt;br /&gt;Me and dylan hide at Hiding spot 1. (Hiding Spot 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHASE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group comes along. Turns Left. (Purple Dots)&lt;br /&gt;Me and dylan sneak throught the bridge, into hiding spot #2 (Hiding spot 2)&lt;br /&gt;(I was prone behind a shallow bush, Dylan was moving about behind me taking cover behind a tree. We stay in these spots for 5-10 minutes. I can hear them converse about me and him and all sorts of other blabber.&lt;br /&gt;My phone goes off 3 times. I can't turn it off or take it out without revealing my position.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHASE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group goes back to daniels street. Me and dylan collaborately move back and get to hiding spot #3(Hiding Spot 3)&lt;br /&gt;The group moves back up the path towards us. but sees movement by the public washroom. The whole group runs off back towards daniels street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;PHASE 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me and dylan move off towards the other side of the washrooms. We run back down leo's street.&lt;br /&gt;Leo sees us as the group goes back towards Daniel's. Me and Dylan are joined by Leo, who becomes MIA to the group. At this point, we go back up leo's street. (Piece it back &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Leo Spots Us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. After some more running around at the west side of porter, Trick or treating (srsly.)&lt;br /&gt;Me, Dylan and Leo head back to daniels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Well, after that commotion, alotta apologizing, and alotta lulz, Daniel's neighbor invites us all over to watch their 500$ fireworks show. It was quite the spectacle. They have a nice backyard though, you can totally hold a nice party there. (OR A RAVE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, All in all, it was a good night. lotta laughs, lotta stealth, lotta fun, lotta moments close to my heart, and the hearts of others close to me, and ppls. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning Out,&lt;br /&gt;Mark Dimzon =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-8862207371331772687?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/8862207371331772687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=8862207371331772687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/8862207371331772687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/8862207371331772687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/11/rock-paper-stealthy-now-with-extra.html' title='Rock. Paper. Stealthy. (Now with extra candy.)'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Su-3lqpYPHI/AAAAAAAAACU/poNqqA31PDA/s72-c/tf2_scout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-3845156285576846558</id><published>2009-10-25T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:08:20.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♫~Seems like a day ago, Not quite like the last~♫</title><content type='html'>WHUD UP.&lt;br /&gt;Mark reporting back in. Abay here too.&lt;br /&gt;Not much to mention today. just felt like leaving a tab since i was bored.&lt;br /&gt;its 8:40 now. so I guess I should be GTFO'ing at some point soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the past 4 hours browsing purevolume. 53 pages of bands, and about 14ish artists that were just decent. One cover specifically stood out. A cover by this band called &lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/menya"&gt;Menya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who makes fun of 3oh!3 AND millionaires at the same time. Life's good. Sorry Jal. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6706742&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6706742&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/6706742"&gt;Callahan - The Dive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I REALLY like this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. Theres really nothing to write. Oh. There are these Vitamin C supplements. By some gay brand called Ester-C. WHAT THE FUCK KINDA NAME IS THAT. Ester-C. What the fuck. Reminds me of Esther. From Orphan. Or. as abay says. "Ester-C, Sounds like Ecstacy." But we all know, Abays a retard ;D. Im supposed to have about 3 a day...This is my 14th or so.&lt;br /&gt;If its a supplement, is it considered overdose? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Game. Fuckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-3845156285576846558?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/3845156285576846558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=3845156285576846558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/3845156285576846558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/3845156285576846558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/10/seems-like-day-ago-not-quite-like-last.html' title='♫~Seems like a day ago, Not quite like the last~♫'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-6813614902851886959</id><published>2009-10-07T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:38:37.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah. Fuck Your Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Ss2DeNkVJ4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/KTZkO27v8MY/s1600-h/IMG_2149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Ss2DeNkVJ4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/KTZkO27v8MY/s400/IMG_2149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390108884093708162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Ss2DxQ4XE_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/eRmldfdzfvQ/s1600-h/IMG_2147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Ss2DxQ4XE_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/eRmldfdzfvQ/s400/IMG_2147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390109211400541170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I Know What Youre Thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mark, What the good God do these photos have to with the title.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why the fuck were you at a skatepark.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nice shirt on the biker in the first photo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And I can answer it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;REWIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All right. So it all started...&lt;br /&gt;(uhhh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. fuck that, I dont know when it started. But it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Im talking about all the bad vibe and hate going on. Don't pretend you don't know what im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what im talking about, then you're probably one of the people making me write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense to those with the problems, but once you make your point, its not a valid point for every day of the next month. And you definitely dont need to remind us of how fucked your life is every 10 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get it. Life's a bitch. DEAL WITH IT. We've all got problems. But reminding everyone around you and becoming one to others doesn't help anybody. I can have more fun listening to Justin Bieber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck does that have to do with the photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good question, and I'm glad you asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I always regret not having learnt to Skateboard or BMX sooner. I love the idea of having such freedom of movement. The scene is amazing though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Everyone is just so chilled out. You can show up and not know anybody, and be socializing with someone within half an hour. Their biggest worries are people who buy from West49 because it's a cheap store. It would be awesome to have not a care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, to answer the second question:&lt;br /&gt;I was at the skatepark cuz i was dragged along for a Harvest Festival.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid thing. i dont even wanna detail you the useless failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to awesome. Third point: Nice shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No really. its a valid point. just hang on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Function over Fashion.&lt;br /&gt;You can see in the photos nobodys really dressed great.&lt;br /&gt;Even the guy in the background of the second photo. High socks for a cold day. nothing better.&lt;br /&gt;Or the green sweater on the second photo. Obviously its not a fashionable thing. But its comfortable and perfect for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its no doubt skate culture has influenced mainstream culture. I just wish I was part of it a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Ss2IsV1UWwI/AAAAAAAAACE/1H9pAsjS4NE/s1600-h/IMG_2140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Ss2IsV1UWwI/AAAAAAAAACE/1H9pAsjS4NE/s400/IMG_2140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390114624388750082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/5131060229036052401-6813614902851886959?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/6813614902851886959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=6813614902851886959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6813614902851886959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6813614902851886959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/10/yeah-fuck-your-life.html' title='Yeah. Fuck Your Life.'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Ss2DeNkVJ4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/KTZkO27v8MY/s72-c/IMG_2149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-3980005516687116612</id><published>2009-09-14T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:20:29.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How about a nice glass of STFU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funnyforumpics.com/forums/STFU/1/stfu-absolut.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 457px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.funnyforumpics.com/forums/STFU/1/stfu-absolut.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Holy crap. not all of you can be depressed all at once. Do something with your life instead of crying about it. We've all got issues. Vent to someone. Go for a walk in your neighborhood while blasting some incoherent music of epic proportions. I just made my 11:11 wish. STOP BEING RETARDED. and especially those with some depressing answer for everything. You can have a second helping of STFU. Youll need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news: Youtube celebrity Fred and Disney Star Justin Beiber are the largest known sources of fail on this side of the solar system.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, all decent music is slowly grinding to a halt. I mean, seriously. I wanna stab myself for bringing Millionaires and BrokenCYDE to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Society is so fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what. fuck. i cant do this right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;"Don't Quote Me On That."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-3980005516687116612?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/3980005516687116612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=3980005516687116612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/3980005516687116612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/3980005516687116612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-about-nice-glass-of-stfu.html' title='How about a nice glass of STFU.'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-8054877386961535989</id><published>2009-08-30T21:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:43:26.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WarpedTour'/><title type='text'>The Warped Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Spta3bpwyjI/AAAAAAAAABo/W3Qaf4we3Xw/s1600-h/IMG_1798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Spta3bpwyjI/AAAAAAAAABo/W3Qaf4we3Xw/s400/IMG_1798.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375990488559045170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark Dimzon, Frederick Balce, Markel Alvarez, Christian Legazpi, Grieko Geronimo and Alex Johnstone&lt;/span&gt; hit the campus of UBC, we all knew the group would eventually seperate to conform to our own tastes.&lt;br /&gt;Im totally glad we did. I was so happy that I didnt settle for some other band because my friends were going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peer Pressure for the loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, onto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Lucida Grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My Day At Warped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SptW6wBWtxI/AAAAAAAAABA/cuU7FmiLF5c/s1600-h/IMG_1804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SptW6wBWtxI/AAAAAAAAABA/cuU7FmiLF5c/s400/IMG_1804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375986147519805202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every Avenue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted I should have appreciated this band beforehand, yes, people have sent me their stuff before, but I gave it a listen and pushed it aside.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing them live however changed my view on them significantly.&lt;br /&gt;Not enough to make me go back and listen to them alot more, but enough to make me rethink their spot to the music scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Maine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first dilemma we faced it was either The Maine or Less Than Jake.&lt;br /&gt;I went with The Maine because i wasnt into the Punk/Ska scene as much as I was into The Maine, whos music I had already given considerable listen to.&lt;br /&gt;It was the right choice. I loved seeing The Maine live. Whether it was the way Garrett Nickelson did his bass slides, John O'Callaghan asking the crowd to be practically making out during "Into Your Arms", having the crowd pass a can of Herpes around, or just playing something like Def Leppard's "Pour Some Sugar On Me". Theyre a captivating band that anyone into this music scene should not miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Day To Remember:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says hardcore is depressing? Thinking of a band that's been described as "Hardcore Pop" I know it was weird to think of them like that, but when someone added the Pop part I saw it. They are a rare breed of Hardcore that liked being catchy and melodic all at once. It's not totally screaming either. So doubters can breathe. Their intro was a different kind of awesome. Ive never seen a band go from Epic Orchestral intro to their best single. "The Downfall Of Us All". The only thing more epic than downfall being played was the crowd reaction when "I'm Made Of Wax Larry, What Are You Made Of?" was unleashed on the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever The Sickest Kids:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the crowd, maybe its the vibes we had that day, either way, these 6 guys from Dallas, Texas definitely know how to get a crowd going. There were more surfers than the coasts of Malibu, including one particular surfer who managed to get herself dropped on her way up. (Seriously, how do you fuck up crowdsurfing?) Anyways, Other than a great moment of hilarity during "Believe Me, I'm Lying", FTSK was one of those bands where i was totally getting into it, even though the crowd had been very tight and we couldnt get very good views. "Hey Brittany" and "She's A Lady", all songs that seemed to keep the crowd going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We The Kings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate them if you will, Warped is changing to a pop/punk scene, Even though bands like Bad Religion and Gallows were still there to keep the old school punk scene alive. (I understand distaste of 3oh!3 and Millionaires and BrokenCYDE though, even I wonder how that happened.) Of course, you have to give We The Kings credit though, they not only played their top songs and hits, (one album, not much choice) they still threw in a NEW song which they had been writing. If that doesn't sell you on them, You HAVE to respect them for giving homage to one of the ancestors of the Pop Punk scene, Jimmy Eat World. I'm sure we all thought Travis Clark was a bit loopy when he asked the whole crowd to perform a "Reverse Wave" like hockey game stuff, except from the back of the crowd up to the stage. Needless to say, the first one was weak, yet preluded to the song about to be played. The crowd repeated the Wave once more, and when that human wave hit the stage, we were ecstatic to hear We The Kings covering Jimmy Eat World's "The Middle". Truly something to appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOFX:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didnt necessarily see them perform, n'or did we really pay attention, but they deserve a mention. As we were taking a break, we could hear them performing on the Vans Main Stage. But one song did catch our ears: A catcy horn based tune, which stopped every 20 seconds or so. I know you're like "Hey wth Mark youre retarded, a song that stops isnt very fun." But when they fill those spaces with a set of very racy and honestly, somewhat hilarious jokes, you can't help but appreciate the humor they bring to the tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"i.e. Why did Hitler commit suicide?&lt;br /&gt;Because he got the gas bill."- Arming The Proletariat With Potato Guns&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.mp3lyrics.org/n/nofx/arming/" class="l" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'','','res','5','')"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Skylit Drive&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SptYKTJZsaI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ljs-CK_W98M/s1600-h/IMG_1808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SptYKTJZsaI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ljs-CK_W98M/s400/IMG_1808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375987514158461346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, We didnt necessarily see them on purpose, rather enough, waiting for Cash Cash to begin performing. I will say it wasnt a highlight but wor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;th a mention because of their male singer's unusually high voice, and yes, this hardcore band has usual hardcore screaming. Honestly, its nothing too amazing to be looking them up for. They do have weird fans though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cash Cash:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SptajyadzxI/AAAAAAAAABg/r5yQkkkbJbg/s1600-h/IMG_1812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SptajyadzxI/AAAAAAAAABg/r5yQkkkbJbg/s400/IMG_1812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375990151071518482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys hit very high on the energy scale, even though the crowd was very miniscul&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e (seriously? everyone went to see 3oh!3?) They know how to keep a crowd entertained and energetic, even before theyre introduced. Needless to say, I want a Vocoder for my Keyboard, and a Keytar that lets me recreate Van Halen's "Jump" synth riff, or even 3oh!3's "Dont Trust Me". Following up on their name and what their fans would expect, they opened up with they self titled "Cash Cash". Jean Paul Makhlou&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;f knows how t&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o jump for a crowd. he jumps up and down flawlessly like a bouncy ball thrown in a narrow hall. The other crazy highlight, "There's a Party In Vancouver", All night long. They also pl&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ayed a cover of "Every Time We Touch" which sadly, I missed because Alex recommended we take a drop by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3OH!3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did drop by 3oh!3 for a song or two. And honestly, I dont even fuckin remember the first song. btw, It sucked. I arrived at warped assuming 3OH!3 was gonna suck, appearently they sucked live before. But hearing them play Starstrukk, my opinion was changed, Theyre pretty good at what they do. Seeing a real drummer actually play the song instead of these electronic soundsamples acutally made the song sound crazy intense. We left after that though, to catch up with what we missed at Cash Cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;InnerPartySystem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck yes. I dont care who did or didn't see them, this is the only electronic music that should have been allowed to hit the warped stages. They are 4 piece. The singer is absolutely insane and totally into it. No talk here, just music and music. Who the fuck knows what that box in the middle of the stage did, it was cool. So was that crazy X-Y Controller for the sweep. Even the guitarist was messin with the sounds and stuff. Whatever you do though, watch out for flying singer water/spit, while you jump up and down to an InnerPartySystem remix of Fedde La Grande's "Put Your Hands Up For Detroit". Even the anticipated "Don't Stop" was a great tune to jump to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have we achieved? Probably, Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We realize Johnstone is just a bit crazy about nipples and cant really be held up by a crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We realize Grieko is someone you dont bring to Starbucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We realize Even if your favorite band is a noshow, you can still amazingly enjoy a  festival like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;But it was an amazing experience to see with the people i can connect with musically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SptZpIIR3HI/AAAAAAAAABY/1xgR_cqD6nw/s1600-h/Gaskarth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SptZpIIR3HI/AAAAAAAAABY/1xgR_cqD6nw/s400/Gaskarth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375989143288536178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Gaskarth Said it right:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Warped is a day for listening to music. It's not a time to touch vagina. You don't wanna mingle with that."&lt;/span&gt;- Alex Gaskarth&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-8054877386961535989?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/8054877386961535989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=8054877386961535989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/8054877386961535989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/8054877386961535989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/08/warped-experience.html' title='The Warped Experience'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/Spta3bpwyjI/AAAAAAAAABo/W3Qaf4we3Xw/s72-c/IMG_1798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-6302860989977472939</id><published>2009-08-06T23:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:28:38.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WarpedTour'/><title type='text'>Can you not fail so hard?</title><content type='html'>Warped is around the corner. and damn im excited.&lt;br /&gt;Fred and his hologramaphic whatever tickets can suck my ballz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im there for the music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Warped is no time to be touching vagina. You don't wanna mingle with that"- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex Gaskarth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="flockcredit" style="text-align: right; color: #CCC; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blogged with the &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" style="color: #999; font-weight: bold;" target="_new" title="Flock Browser"&gt;Flock Browser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-6302860989977472939?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/6302860989977472939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=6302860989977472939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6302860989977472939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6302860989977472939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-you-not-fail-so-hard.html' title='Can you not fail so hard?'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-3486834155611103780</id><published>2009-07-30T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:13:15.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"That's not healthy."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SnJvFHsnepI/AAAAAAAAAA4/PiwsKneQumE/s1600-h/IMG_1166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SnJvFHsnepI/AAAAAAAAAA4/PiwsKneQumE/s400/IMG_1166.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364472239907895954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hunnah-Hunnah-Huh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're having a rough day, when dylan can tell you that you fucked up. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially if it involves you having 2 cokes, a venti frapp and a rockstar coffee all in one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to the HSBC Celebration of lights. its fucken amaazing.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's the finale. Ill be there, hope you will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for dylan, dont take him lightly because once you give him a game controller. you're done for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan. You rock. Go forth and be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-3486834155611103780?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/3486834155611103780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=3486834155611103780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/3486834155611103780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/3486834155611103780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/07/thats-not-healthy.html' title='&quot;That&apos;s not healthy.&quot;'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SnJvFHsnepI/AAAAAAAAAA4/PiwsKneQumE/s72-c/IMG_1166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-4917873091856726619</id><published>2009-06-20T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:10:15.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Dream we have to offer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="576" height="384" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/213942040625" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/213942040625" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="576" height="384"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little side project i made a few days ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-4917873091856726619?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/4917873091856726619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=4917873091856726619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/4917873091856726619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/4917873091856726619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-dream-we-have-to-offer.html' title='What a Dream we have to offer...'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-4545530425274354686</id><published>2009-05-20T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:59:35.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCIENCE! IT'S COMING STRAIGHT FOR US!! D=</title><content type='html'>I figured, time for a change-up. music alone cannot keep a blog alive. and anyways, i think my life is worth documenting. ill probs give my Biography to FML or something. theyd get a kick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, seems like tomorrow is the date for science presentations to be ready. Me and the Dixon kid have been constantly squeezing the shit out of our already done parts to get the rest done. little do you figure, finally get our fucking poster done. quite epic poster i do admit. i won't let you in on the inside yet. but i will share what the outside looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/ShTdtVT-AEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/fOVjECvY-hw/s1600-h/IMG_0349%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338135229225631810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/ShTdtVT-AEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/fOVjECvY-hw/s400/IMG_0349%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck yes that's Legendary. Its Epic. It's a WOMBO COMBO. Anyways, we present this shit tomorrow. itll be interesting how it goes. im glad like 50% of the class will probs not be there due to this week's Fine Arts displays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody understands a shit of whats inside the core of our project anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, i went to go see some today. Some great stuff there. I didnt know our media arts students at school were so talented! Everything from The ThinkFast video to the violinist's mad skills and untimely crowd applause and all the videos, plays, in between. I must say I enjoyed the play a lot! Everyone from our unpronouncable last name hawaiian hero to our local turtle's own hero and all the other classmates/actors/friends in between were absolutely awesome. There is no way to show how much you each made it feel like a real story. unfolding. Spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game over. Yeahhh (8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-4545530425274354686?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/4545530425274354686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=4545530425274354686&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/4545530425274354686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/4545530425274354686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/05/science-its-coming-straight-for-us-d.html' title='SCIENCE! IT&apos;S COMING STRAIGHT FOR US!! D='/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/ShTdtVT-AEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/fOVjECvY-hw/s72-c/IMG_0349%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-6630635337797204885</id><published>2009-05-19T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:15:22.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Live Here.</title><content type='html'>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Comuna_de_Lolol.svg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0jA2mp6f9lM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0jA2mp6f9lM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-6630635337797204885?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/6630635337797204885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=6630635337797204885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6630635337797204885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6630635337797204885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wanna-live-here.html' title='I Wanna Live Here.'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-480757671457316654</id><published>2009-05-15T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:39:36.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhm. someone get the vaacum...</title><content type='html'>Oh fuck this blog's dusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hows it goign people, ive only updated this blog last liek february.&lt;br /&gt;yenno, ive been busy, HAVING A LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, where im going with this, i do not know.&lt;br /&gt;ill probably drop a song here and leave it at that, but that lame. so ill drop 2 songs =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JJDoNBxQ9IM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JJDoNBxQ9IM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPIC SONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kfzUv09nIH4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kfzUv09nIH4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-480757671457316654?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/480757671457316654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=480757671457316654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/480757671457316654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/480757671457316654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/05/uhm-someone-get-vaacum.html' title='Uhm. someone get the vaacum...'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-3742992136892560699</id><published>2009-02-22T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T08:57:04.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day To Remember - Im made of wax larry, What are you made of?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vpdYZq9s9XE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vpdYZq9s9XE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is way energetic. would totally make for a good pump up song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-3742992136892560699?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/3742992136892560699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=3742992136892560699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/3742992136892560699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/3742992136892560699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-to-remember-im-made-of-wax-larry.html' title='A Day To Remember - Im made of wax larry, What are you made of?'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-5543178455446340147</id><published>2009-02-20T20:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:07:43.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carolina Liar - Coming to terms</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lFnXDkQHoH4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lFnXDkQHoH4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been lovin this song lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy people. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-5543178455446340147?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/5543178455446340147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=5543178455446340147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/5543178455446340147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/5543178455446340147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/02/carolina-liar-coming-to-terms.html' title='Carolina Liar - Coming to terms'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-4672446382414963901</id><published>2009-02-15T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:37:19.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice - Waters of Nazareth (Erol Alkan's Re-Edit)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9rZjeiEYYIU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9rZjeiEYYIU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cant get enough of this tune. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy *late valentines day everybuddy. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-4672446382414963901?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/4672446382414963901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=4672446382414963901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/4672446382414963901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/4672446382414963901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/02/justice-waters-of-nazareth-erol-alkans.html' title='Justice - Waters of Nazareth (Erol Alkan&apos;s Re-Edit)'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-6762036648169302727</id><published>2009-02-09T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:34:06.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thelonelyisland - I'm On A Boat (ft. T-Pain)</title><content type='html'>From the guys who brought you "jizz in my pants" (which i actually didnt really like too much)&lt;br /&gt;comes this actually amazing song thats subliminal message as strong as its language.&lt;object height="345" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7yfISlGLNU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7yfISlGLNU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, reminds me of "The Offspring - Pretty Fly" for those who get why. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is fucking hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im gettin my iphone tomorrow appearently, that is, if the post didnt fuck shit up once again.)&lt;br /&gt;im inclined to exit saying "/gg" but you might think grieko made this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-6762036648169302727?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/6762036648169302727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=6762036648169302727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6762036648169302727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6762036648169302727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/02/thelonelyisland-im-on-boat-ft-t-pain.html' title='Thelonelyisland - I&apos;m On A Boat (ft. T-Pain)'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-2268106928700160005</id><published>2009-02-08T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:38:23.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesley Roy - I'm Gone, I'm Going &amp;&amp;mebored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;AHH. i love this song. and the videos pree damn good too. heres how it was made.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ks8EPbdrF80&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ks8EPbdrF80&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;or see the original music video here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uRi_ZSr0VZI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uRi_ZSr0VZI&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On another note. im bored as fuck. anyone wanna see a movie next weekend?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-2268106928700160005?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/2268106928700160005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=2268106928700160005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/2268106928700160005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/2268106928700160005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/02/lesley-roy-im-gone-im-going.html' title='Lesley Roy - I&apos;m Gone, I&apos;m Going &amp;&amp;mebored.'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-2966513984439714578</id><published>2009-02-07T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:55:38.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LESS QQ MOAR PEW PEW.</title><content type='html'>well, morning peoples. im bored as fuck and im waiting for something to happen. not much to do at freds house in the morning. even though it looks like shit from the outside, the interiors pree damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZZ4S-UiNmzo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZZ4S-UiNmzo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOS. HALP. IM SO BORED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-2966513984439714578?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/2966513984439714578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=2966513984439714578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/2966513984439714578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/2966513984439714578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/02/less-qq-moar-pew-pew.html' title='LESS QQ MOAR PEW PEW.'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-6207171477086655257</id><published>2009-02-04T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T06:26:44.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ash - Orpheus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zB6X1h6eGTc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zB6X1h6eGTc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ive really nothing to write about this morning. woke up to my music at 5:00.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;slept in till 6:25. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...Fuck...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-6207171477086655257?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/6207171477086655257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=6207171477086655257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6207171477086655257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6207171477086655257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/02/ash-orpheus.html' title='Ash - Orpheus'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-6442521411885847540</id><published>2009-02-03T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:25:33.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cascada - Faded (Dave Ramone Electro Club Mix)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This song has been on my mind all freakin day! LUV IT! dave ramone does this amazing dance track justice dont he? ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/emxNY7rb0IY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/emxNY7rb0IY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sooo today...not much to write about. boring day 2 with more crap than a hilarious barn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The only highlight of my day? lol. homeroom. (whos this sub we had today anyways?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, it was pree hilarious. 2 guys in our class switched names. one of which wont be revealed (dude 1) but anyways the other, Grieko Geronimo, (blogger [/gg]).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, once class got settled, after a laugh filled attendance, we almost had a decently normal homeroom, but there were some parts that really stood out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. during attendance...sub calls out "grieko geronimo?" and (dude 1) looks up, goes "here!" and next thing you know, she asks where that name was from. he really didnt know about grieko's background...he just said"uh...here?" -hahaha :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Halfway into homeroom, the sub checks out the seating plan. most of us were in our usual seats...she notices that "grieko" and "Dude 1" were "switched." and asked them to move "back". lol. needless to say that was worth a few laughs! :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;good times guys. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;idk, thats all. check out griekos own blog. in the links to the right. (2guys1blog.) :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-6442521411885847540?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/6442521411885847540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=6442521411885847540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6442521411885847540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/6442521411885847540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/02/cascada-faded-dave-ramone-electro-club.html' title='Cascada - Faded (Dave Ramone Electro Club Mix)'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-8187507109155616404</id><published>2009-02-03T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T06:59:10.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Script - Before The Worst/&gt;.&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3diWsUZp_Kk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3diWsUZp_Kk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL. damn. 7 days away, ill be getting my iphone on feb 10 i think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shit theres alot going on around til then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;school dance is on the 12'th... and hey, if they take requests, expect a shitload of dance-oriented shit as well. true dancefloor anthems. i dont have have much to wear &gt;.&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then i think ive got yet another dental appointment somewhere this week. dunno exactly where though. &gt;.&gt; if its tomorrow imah spazz. then again, it would be like the 5-6th dental visit in 2 months. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what else...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SHIIIIIIT. I CANT WAIT TIL FALL OUT BOY COBRA STARSHIP HEY MONDAY ALL TIME LOW METRO STATION :D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thatll be insane, concert with like a buncha my best friends ever, its gonna be insane. ive already got the tickets. lol ^-^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...and then what? theres valentines...lol. good luck on that. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-8187507109155616404?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/8187507109155616404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=8187507109155616404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/8187507109155616404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/8187507109155616404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/02/script-before-worst.html' title='The Script - Before The Worst/&gt;.&gt;'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-8454224108606211745</id><published>2009-02-02T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:33:54.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadouken! - That Boy That Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_8nJtWjiWuI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_8nJtWjiWuI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-8454224108606211745?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/8454224108606211745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=8454224108606211745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/8454224108606211745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/8454224108606211745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/02/hadouken-get-smashed-gate-crash.html' title='Hadouken! - That Boy That Girl'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131060229036052401.post-7086966697144501299</id><published>2009-02-02T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:17:37.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So...This is a blog huh?</title><content type='html'>Its hilarious really. im just htat bored. i mean, ive already got a freakin podcast...so why a blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer is pree simple really...i did it for teh lulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else?...right. what goes here...so uhm, pree much just the randomest shit you will ever see. itll be like 4chan. without the /b/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fo rthe record, i dont do 4chan. just heard all the /b/s/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-^...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really:&lt;br /&gt;Music that I'm into. random posts of youtube vids that i think you should check out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own productions...yup., im a producer. check the link out to my podcast. to the right ----&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. that right. not hte left right, but hte right right....thats right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chances are ill write about my personal life...if i get bored enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;what else...idunno really.&lt;br /&gt;school dance is coming up and hoenstly, i cant dance for shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i forget...&lt;br /&gt;these 2 dudes have the best shit ever. check out their blog...look to the right. its somewhere there i hope. :D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 guys. 1 blog...meh. atleast it aint a cup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131060229036052401-7086966697144501299?l=volumeeleven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/feeds/7086966697144501299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5131060229036052401&amp;postID=7086966697144501299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/7086966697144501299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131060229036052401/posts/default/7086966697144501299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volumeeleven.blogspot.com/2009/02/sothis-is-blog-huh.html' title='So...This is a blog huh?'/><author><name>Mark Dimzon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03712475221865889328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JhOhlesTPU/SYfeNMKcR1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lgf_j4eJmU4/S220/Frederick+and+Mark.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
