Roll with the punches 'cause you know that it's inevitable. Soon to be unforgettable.

You've got to love any band that would do that. What a way to send a message. I'm going to sleep now. Good night.

They don't love you like I love you...

I'm so tired. I have school tomorrow. There's something about three day weekends that are so relaxing. There really isn't much for me to say today. Well, except for the fact that I felt like updating today. and here's a cookie for all of you who are lovely and actually read this. It's nice to have a place to cut and paste some thoughts on.

Oh my petite loli.

Hey hey, it's me. Post Valentine's day relaxation kicking in. Yesterday I got a snowboard, boots, and two bindings for about $90. Which is amazing. Because another board I was looking at, was about $150 and that doesn't include the boots or bindings. I also got a pair of skis and boots. Those were more expensive. But I'm glad I got them. I'm going to Steamboat Colorado for a ski trip with my family sometime this month. I'm super stoked. I'm hugging the little stuffed Valentine dog that my dad gave me. Along with a box of really yummy candies. It was cute. He put them next to me on my bed so I saw them right when I woke up. I'm actually wearing capris today, it's that warm. It's making me happy. All of the snow finally melted. Then it snowed again, so there's a small dusting of snow here and there. It's very bittersweet. I'm wishing for some rain, I'm just in that type of mood. I was listening to the Fall Out Boy CD last night, playing a lyric game with a friend. I like the new Fall Out Boy CD a lot, but I think that I liked their older presence better. No excessive make-up, no over hype, just plain them, playing, enjoying themselves. I think I like that better than if any band were to go on a stage and light off fireworks or something. It seems more intimate if they go out there as themselves and play for you. Not covering their face in make-up or having back up dancers or anything. Well, on the topic of music, I found this french band call Nous Non Plus. I liked a couple of their songs. Here's a video:



Click on the link for another. Oh and I know it's a day late, but I love you. Happy Valentines Day.

They don't love you like I love you.

There's something about it being 1:00am and me feeling sentimental. I've just been thinking. And thinking. I've come across a thought. What if there really is a soul mate out there for us? What if there is one person out there that is perfect for us? What if there is someone out there that can fill this empty void I call a heart? Maybe we just have to look hard enough. Maybe there really is someone out there made for each of us. But I guess the question is, are you willing to try? to look for that certain person? I am, but I don't know if I can wait my whole life. I feel so empty. So alone. Like there is a permanent empty space inside of me. Almost like something died, and everything else is fighting a battle to stay alive. It feels like I am a cell that is missing a vital organelle. Something's missing, or not quite there. I feel numb a lot. Sitting by myself, listening to the rain is like the best medicine for me. Music is becoming my life now. I'm growing more and more dependent on it as I go. It's gotten to the point that I get major migraines if I go for too long without it. It takes away my emptiness. It's like a drug. And I'm sure as hell addicted. Well that ended up being a bit more depressing than I had hoped. Just a random thought. Next poem I write, I want to say Lyrical Lies.

Legthargic Awareness.

You've never been as real,
As how fake you're acting now.
Never come quite as close to stripping off your mask
in your attempt to make the mask thicker.
It's the way your lips move.
It's the way my hips move.
It's something that you think you need
As needed as that "one last" drink
We both know you're kidding yourself.
You've never as been fake.
We're both stuck on the ride,
Like all bad decisions
This one seemed gold at the time.
If this life were a ride,
It'd be called the journey through hell.
Or maybe something more creative
With you it's not worth the effort.
The message hidden at the bottom of this bottle,
I'm gonna get there eventually.
I've already gotten myself neck deep,
Why not just finish it off?
Take away what's left of this
Mission to save the world
And back track back to the beginning.
There's a consequence to everything.
If I could take it all back,
Back track back to the beginning,
Would I take it all back?
Probably not.
But that's the beauty of things.
You never know what's gonna happen next.

Please allow me to introduce myself, I a man of wealth and taste.

I just realized that it would've been cool if I used that lyric for my first post. Oh well, it seems a bit late for that. I love that song. Well, school's been pretty tough on me the past couple days. I've been falling asleep later and later everyday. It seems like I could sleep for a day and still not make up for all the lost sleep. I was going to go to see Coraline tonight. But it turned out that I hadn't had dinner yet, I still haven't, and I was unsure if I could go. I guess I could've. I really want to see it. That and the Pink Panther. It might be just me, but I love Tim Burton's movies. So I spent the day relaxing to music, laying down on my bed in the dark, with a quiet house. I'm going out for dinner at Jimmy Buffet's when my brother gets back from his track meet. One of the kids in his relay team fell in the middle of the race, got up and started WALKING. Not running, but walking. I'm still pretty shocked. Last time someone dropped the baton in my brother's team. He's just not having good luck in the track relay team department. But he's a great guy, so that seems to balance it out. It seems ridiculous that they keep him there until around 9:00 even if it is a week-end. I had to wait for him this week for dinner until 9:30. I ended up having a package of Ramen for dinner at 10:00. I love Ramen. I could seriously live off of it for a while if I had to. I'm wondering if I should start tagging these posts, maybe then someone would start reading my blog. Oh well, it's kind of cool to have this to spill my thoughts out on when my journal doesn't quite suffice. When my thoughts have spilled off over the page, and onto my laptop. Maybe it's just because I'm pretty much addicted to my laptop now, or maybe because I like the tapping noise that my fingers make when I strike key after key and the satisfaction in seeing those thoughts form out in front of me on a screen. It's a strange, cheap thrill, almost like ice cream. But not quite as good. I noticed that my last post was rather, well depressing, but that's how it felt at the moment, what I needed to type in. Right now I'm forming the ultimate "radio station" on pandora.com. It's fun, so far I haven't heard anything that I don't really like. Which is good. What I would do for a good cup of coffee right now. Although I'd have to over sugar it as always. That and add so much cream that the coffee is a charming honey brown color. And so much sugar the spoon could stand on it's own. Coffee or tea. Either sound good. I've found another person on my people to meet list. Barack Obama. I almost got the chance once. He came to my high school a couple years back, but I wasn't yet old enough to go. Apparently one of the students there asked Mr. Obama if he was going to run for president in the future, and he said no. Well, look at how plans change. hmm... I never knew that I liked the Veronica's. Oh well. It seems like this post is starting to turn into a full on ramble session, so I'm sorry if I'm starting to either bore you or just plain annoy you. But I can assure you that there is no real reason to this post. So if you don't like it, you don't really have to be reading this. But for those of you who did read this, I'll give you a little treat. A poem. It feels like forever since I've typed one up here.

I'm done with those fairy tale romances.
Where the prince always comes in the end.
I'm tired of those vampire fantasies,
Where the danger isn't what it seems.
I'm sick of make believe.
I want to turn around my world.
Make it more real.
Shake out the nonsense,
And just believe in what I feel.
This is my wake up call,
I'm sending out to everyone.
I don't want to have to fight my way
through this fog of fake,
in order to grasp something real.
I'm fed up with the people
Who fake their way through life.
No real emotions
Not really being themselves.
I want to shake awake
the people who think they need to wear a mask.
I want to scream them awake
Because it's lonely
Being the only conscious person,
In a sea of those who are sleeping.

I'm running my mouth just like I've got you, but I surely don't.

We've all had those days right? Those days that you really want to fall asleep but find that you can't? When you lie in bed thinking, just thinking. Wondering about what we don't know, and maybe never will? Is there a reason to these unsatisfiable needs for an answer? It's the thing that drives us to do what we do. Maybe in hopes to understand the answer to those seldom asked, or answered questions. What if this aching thirst is never quenched? What if there really isn't more to life than this? What if this is the only chance we've got? When I was young I used to try to imagine what it would be like to be dead. To not see, feel, hear, touch, taste ever again. I used to lie down, and try to cut off my different senses, to see what it was like. People believe that there is more to life than this. But what if there isn't? What if when we take our last breath, so does our souls? What if we just die, plain and simple? Some people can't accept that. Others do. I don't know what to think. Sure I believe in god, but it all seems too good to be true. I mean do we have any proof? Or is it just a fabricated dream blanketing everyone who's within its grasp? These are the thoughts that keep me up at night. Just wondering what there is after our lives have been lived.

Don't waste your time on me you're already the voice inside my head.

HOLY SHIT. (excuse my "French") BLINK-182 is reuniting. I seriously thought hell would freeze over first from the way that the band members acted towards each other that one Warped tour day... don't you remember that? Oh man. If you don't one band was scheduled to play right next to and after the other, and before the 1st band ended (I can't remember if it was Angels and Airwaves or +44) people started heading over to the over band's stage. Well one thing lead to another and someone threw a hissy fit. Then one band wouldn't play in Warped if the other was supposed to be there. In short, I thought that they hated each other. But I guess I was wrong. I thought that they were as broken up as the Beatles were. Yet another great band that broke up. So sad. But I digress. (ooh... my new favorite word) Anyway, I'm excited for whatever they're gonna do next. Still GREAT NEWS. I am very stoked. I fell out of my bed when I read it. Yummy news. But I wonder... what happens to Angels and Airwaves, and +44? I guess there's no need for them anymore.

I am, I am, I am superman and I know what's happening. I am, I am, I am superman and I can do anything.

I'm in a superhero mood today. Listening to the Superman cover done by The Academy Is..., and I'm watching Superman Returns. It's so far a good movie. I also watched Spiderman. I have to admit, most superheroes are played by very attractive people. Brandon Routh, Christian Bale, etc. But however, I must say, I did not like Tobey Maguire in spiderman. I don't like his acting skills. But on a happier note, the movies are great.

Song Recommendation.

Alright, so I am a pretty weird person when it comes to music, but I've found that I'm actually good at finding good unknown bands, which I guess is the "cool" thing for teens. That and older bands. Which I am guilty of both. But anyway, back on topic, I was doing my daily wander through the world wide web, and stumbled across The Rocket Summer. They are a very good band. And I've formed that judgment from listening to them for the first time just now. So if you are looking for a detailed story about the band, I'm sorry to disappoint. If you really wanted, I guess I could surf around and find something about them, but what I could say is just as good as what you could find. But yet I digress... what I really wanted to say is that you should check out the song Do You Feel by The Rocket Summer. If you watch the video, you'll find some pretty tasty things. For example, a couple of people you might know are in it. Such as Alex Gaskarth from All Time Low, and Matt T. from Relient K. I really liked the way the video was put together, how they wrote striking lyrics of the song in bold sharpie on people's hands, and little "stories". I also liked the effect of how the camera blurs in and out, so you never get the whole picture. Anyway, it was very well done. Check it out. Click here to see it.

Pick your favorite Beatles lyric, and instert it here. (Yes I am being very lazy.)

OH, and by the way, is it just me or does it sound like Sean Kingston stole basically his whole song "Me Love" from the Led Zeppelin song D'yre Mak're? If you listen to the two, they're basically identical. and if you don't hear it, you're deaf. To put it nicely. By the way, cookies and cream ice cream goes really well with that chocolate stuff that freezes when you pour it on ice cream. I've been looking for a new layout for my blog. Preferably one that looks like a book. Because that would look REALLY cool. maybe I'm just lazy, or picky either one, but I haven't found one yet. Ugh. I've been listening to older music lately. The Beatles, The Who, Led Zepplin, Smashing Pumpkins, The Rolling Stones, Aerosmith, John Mellencamp, Pink Floyd, AC/DC, Nirvana, Eric Clapton, the list goes on. But also some newer stuff including what I've been listening to recently, and Belle and Sebastian, Relient K, Yellow Card, Dashboard Confessional, A Rocket To The Moon, Automatic Loveletter, NeverShoutNever!, and a lot more as well. But that's just the stuff I've recently gotten into, the rest still stays the same. I'm not quite sure where Blink 182, Reel Big Fish, Less Than Jake, Modest Mouse, and the Red Hot Chili Peppers lie, but I've been listening to them too. I guess they're more in the older catagory. But where is the line between old and new? I honestly have to clue. When does a person get old? How long can they cling onto the title of young? So many things to ponder, so little time. I'm going to retire for the night, but I'll probably stay up for a while, listening to "Elevator Music" which in my opinion isn't that bad, and pondering the questions of life, important or not. So I bid thee goodnight sweet child. Until I see thee again, god bless. (wow I felt like talking in older type english there.) Well anyway, Good Night and Sweet Dreams.

Pick your favorite Led Zeppelin lyric, and insert it here. (I'm feeling lazy tonight)

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This was done very nicely. Just thought I'd put it out there.

Did you trade, your heroes for ghosts?

Oh man, it feels like forever since I've been on here last. and for that I'm really sorry. Well, I hate to say that I have to go, but this post is only to let you know that I am alive, and I should hopefully be posting more poems soon. So keep your eyes open, and they'll be coming your way soon.