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February 27th, 2007
10:45 pm - Good god. I realized what superficial friends I have. And that realization really sucks. Current Mood: crappy Current Music: minstrels prayer
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December 28th, 2006
10:46 pm - I have the weirdest life... It just spins in circles and never stops. Once i think I have figured something out, I am proven to be completely wrong.
And so I listen to music to try and soothe the feelings that creep into my skull and constantly pound on my brain, making it impossible for me to sleep. But even that doesn't calm the confusion I feel.
And then I rant and rage about my confusion when all I need is a person to talk it through with, but I guess that is too much to ask for.
I need to kiss someone, now.
I have found that kissing and hugging tend to relieve the deepest stress in the quickest amount of time, and although they tend to bring on many problems as well... I would rather deal with the problems of kissing someone, than deal with the problems that are currently making my mind their permanent residence.
Damn. Current Mood: apathetic
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October 24th, 2006
09:59 pm - Recording!
I can finally tell everyone. I didn't know if I was supposed to keep it all secretive or anything... So I hadn't been telling that many people about it. But now I can. Are you ready?
Someone is paying for me to have 5 of my songs professionally recorded and mastered, and put on a CD. Then, they are sending them out to radio stations...
So my friends, I would like to tell you that all my "dreams" that I dismissed as impossible, are now semi-possible. I don't plan to be a "rock-star" I dont want to be a "rock-star", but getting my music heard is THRILLING. I am ecstatic right now, and don't really know what to do with myself. I am so incredibly excited.
So ladies and gentlemen, there is my big and exciting news. I will update once the recording starts (which should be in the next week or so) and let you know how things goooooooooooooooooooo.
OH MAN. Who wants a free CD? I will hook you up ;)! Current Mood: ecstatic
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September 24th, 2006
03:31 pm - How to save a life I can wander blind down this path kicking up dust behind me not daring to look back not wanting to look back I come to the crossroads One leading to salvation one leading to death but oh, the temptation that pulls lightly on my clothes soft and soothing bids me come and find your death and i take one step and another and another leaving the other road behind but now as i sit on the side looking at the shadows that reach for my heart i wonder why i chose to listen to temptation instead of listening to my heart maybe weakness has always been in my blood maybe hope has always been left behind its not that easy to turn around make a uturn and go through hell again i hang onto my false comfort and false emotions and hope they will lead me to the crossroads again but its only me who can stand up wipe off the dirt and lies and walk slowly back toward the crossroads and take the right path (i cant say how i truly feel) dont you dare make me feel terrible for wanting to fix who I am because right now who I am is not who I was Who I was was amazing. Who I am is a lie.
You can't blame people for loving a lie. But I can Current Mood: confused Current Music: The Fray
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September 13th, 2006
01:25 am - Harry Potter Reasons why I love Harry Potter and want to be him: Ahem.
He gets to play with sticks... and not just sticks... NO he gets to call them WANDS. Growing up we were NEVER allowed to play with sticks, and that just pissed me off. I wanted to pick up a stick and just chuck it at someone, or stick it in someones eyeball, or just hit things... BUT NO!! "KELLIE, PUT THAT STICK DOWN!!! YOU ARE GOING TO POKE SOMEONES EYE OUT!" EXACTLY. And Harry Potter not only gets to carry a stick around EVERYWHERE, no no! His stick emits sparks and spells that can cause uber damage (much more than the average eyeball poke). HE CAN KILL THINGS WITH A WAVE OF HIS STICK.
He also gets to say cool things. Human beings have such boring curse words, you got the Fuck, Shit, Damnit, Asshole, Bitch, and if you count bastard... sure... and whatever other one I forgot. BUT Harry Potter gets to use cool and creative words like... Avada Kadavra (of course he would NEVER use that one) and CRUCIO, and BOMBARDOM, IMPERIO, EXPECTO PATRONUM and Wingardium Leviosa! Now if I ran around saying that, people would think I was a lunatic. Just picture it, me walking through a crowded area and I spill coke all over me, then yell "BOMBARDOM" people would stare, and think I was a lunatic... hmph.
Birds can fly, and so can Harry Potter. I want to fly. Everyone wants to fly. You want to fly, I want to fly, but NO! Harry Potter GETS to fly. And he doesnt just get to soar around... he can play games while flying on a broomstick! I dont know about you, but I think that if you could only just fly (which we cant, and that sucks) we would get quite bored of it after awhile... but Harry Potter gets to play Quidditch and I want to play a game while flying. Bloody hell, its not fair.
Harry Potters life is FULL of adventures. I never get to go on an adventures. I have tried, but there are no dementors in this world that will try and suck out my soul. There is no DARK LORD who killed my parents and left me with a pretty rad scar... NO. This world that I live in is adventureless and eventless. NOTHING happens, I just sit down and complain about how Harry Potter has such a great life. And I dont. I WANT TO HAVE ADVENTURES, I WANT TO KILL SOMEONE WITH A BLOODY STICK!
Harry Potter also gets to talk to Draco Malfoy, who is mighty attractive. And he gets to do cool things like fight giant spiders, fly on Hippogriffs, talk to ghosts, travel back in time, visit other peoples memories, witness people die, GO ON ADVENTURES, and basically everything else. So if you had ANY doubt about why Harry Potter is so great... I just made it crystal clear. THATS ANOTHER THING, HE GETS TO LOOK INTO CRYSTAL BALLS AND ACTUALLY SEE THINGS. BLOODY HELL.
I just took tylonel PM, and drank coffee... so I have no idea what that is doing to me right now... but I feel.... hm.
Current Mood: contemplative
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July 31st, 2006
09:00 am - Oh sweet sweet regret Momentary lapse of judgment and she would give herself away easily in a world of fabricated lies and counterfeit dreams its so simple to fall and yet it slowly rips, and tears, and eats away every moral part of her being Until she is a walking whore giving anyone what they ask Can anyone save her please save her Her breaths are running shallow and her heart beats turn to pin drops She cries out constantly in the middle of the night while she is racing down the highway blasting her Jesus music and yet no one answers her and she spirals further farther, and faster, and harder She wont be able to get out if it keeps going if she keeps compromising if she keeps loving to break her being further in to tiny pieces its so hard for her to say i dont enjoy it, I dont love it yet she is so far down and so far away that even if He was reaching out she wouldn't be able to grab his hands because her heart has been wrapped, and constricted, and hidden so well by this devils rope but she continues to cry and scream and hope that someone, somehow will save her until then she continues to play her part so no one can see the false whore that she is so no one can call her out on her mistakes so she can keep living and telling people
I love God, and I believe, and I love But all she does is lie she is dead to the world and all she does is lie and lie and lie.
Turn and face the monster you have created you bitch. Current Mood: contemplative
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July 4th, 2006
12:42 am - This might be hard to say... Hey people I was supposed to go to warped tour with.
I wont be going.
I am not allowed, I can't do it. I am exhausted, I wouldn't stay awake...
My camp director wont let me, my mom wont let me...
So the party is off... It wont be happening.
Sorry. I am upset.... but it is really late, so I can't actually write how upset I am.
Sorry again. Have fun without me. Poop.
Other than that... camp is pretty much amazing.
I work alot. Big surprise?
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June 17th, 2006
10:42 pm - You better write... poopers. Camp Firwood 4605 Cable Street Bellingham, Washington 98229
DO IT. I like snail mail. I will send one back. Current Mood: calm
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June 15th, 2006
12:23 pm - One year ago Exactly. Well... techincally tomorrow... will be one year since me, Marcus, Kurt and Josh ventured into Gasworks park and took some amazing pictures.
Cool eh?
Hahaa. That night was amazing.
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June 13th, 2006
04:08 pm - Tell me your dishonored names I think I need to go to a mental hospital or something. I find myself thinking things that I dont think other people would think... (that is an odd sentence).
I was driving home today at about 1:30am and when it is late I get really relaxed while driving and observe things. I looked at the car next to me and there was a girl, probably about my age, bawling her eyes out. It was so sad to see, and immediately I wanted to know who she was. Why she was crying. Why she would be out so late, and what made her night so terrible that she would be driving back to wherever she came to, or driving to her next destination, in tears. Did someone she love die? Was it over a boy? Did she kill an animal? I just found myself wondering that for such a long time, contemplating what could have happened to that poor girl, and why she would be out so late, driving and crying.
I dont think normal people think like that.
Then, as I was driving through Bothell I saw an old couple walking and holding hands...
It was the cutest and probably one of the most heart-wrenching things I have ever seen. Why were they out at 1:30 in the morning? Thoughts just rushed to my head, and I sat at my green light, unmoving, staring infront of me. Did they know or think they were dying? Did they want to cherish every moment they have together? Have they been unseperable since the old womans husband made it home from war safe? Why...
It makes me think about my life. How am I spending my time? Are the emotions I have genuine, am I wasting my happiness on superficial things, am I crying over ridiculous things that mean nothing? Am I loving something that I shouldn't?
What do I cherish?
The worst thing was I couldn't answer those questions... Or I didn't want to.
And then I want to know... who am I? Current Mood: blank
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June 7th, 2006
10:58 pm - The hills are alive... with the sound of cows.
So, I don't really write alot.
That's a lie, I write every night.
But I don't write anything of importance.
Well, that depends on what you think "importance" is defined as.
Lately I have been drawing alot, and taking pictures... and I found that it relaxes me. This week is and has been SO stressful with finals, and the mounting sadness of the graduates leaving... so now I have about 10 billion sketches and photos... yeah.
Something has been bothering me lately, and I can't tell what it is. I just feel like something has been terrible wrong and it needs fixing, yet I can't fix it because it is unspeakable.
Weird? Yeah.
I am planning on going on a road trip senior summer, around the US. I have it all planned out, I need 3000 dollars total, a guitar, my friend erica, a car, and a good and accurate map. It's going to be amazing. We are going to head straight for New York, stopping to look at sheep on a hill and quoting "I wish I could quit you" in Montana. Swim in all 5 great lakes... then be amazing in New York, hoping to run into someone famous.
Then we are going to go down to florida and live through a hurricane... haha right. and check out New Orleans... And do a whole bunch of other stuff... like looking at the worlds biggest piece of chewing gum, or the worlds smelliest pig... stuff like that.
I dont know why I am describing it now, I wont be ON it until another year.
Oh, and I might be getting the lipper pierced soon. Yeeeaah. Current Mood: content Current Music: Be a Man
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June 3rd, 2006
11:57 pm - I tried.
Honestly, the only words I can put down right now are "you are beautiful"
I tried to write a poem. I tried to write all the memories, songs, and dreams. And all I came up with, in the end, was "you are beautiful"
And I am trying to describe how I feel right now, and I get a sentence down, only to press the backspace button and retry.
I can't even describe it. I wanted to yell at you to stop, to stop time, to stop life, to stay right where you were and not change.
But I couldn't. Instead I start yelling at myself, wanting myself to change so you wont.
And I keep hitting the backspace button.
"you are beautiful" Damnit.
The four unseperable kids from eastside have completely fallen apart. I want it back.
My vision is blurred Memories are pouring out my eyes. and all I can come up with is "you are beautiful" So keep walking dear Your life has just begun Keep singing dear to live will be an awfully big adventure.
Damnit. This is terrible. Backspace Backspace Backspace
Current Mood: restless Current Music: The Ransom
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May 30th, 2006
12:56 pm - Folklife is overrated I didn't have fun at folklife. I thought it was boring. I wanted to swing dance. I really wanted a drum circle.
But they didn't have drum circle. So it was boring. I bought a ring. It's on my finger.
Now, since I failed my history test today... I need to go do 1000000 hours of homework. And die. Current Mood: frustrated Current Music: Cartel
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May 27th, 2006
02:06 am - eeh Later today is going to be boring. I have nothing to do. This is my schedule: Wake up Shower Do homework Nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing (etc.) Sleep.
SWEET Current Mood: bored
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May 26th, 2006
09:06 pm - X-men Yeah. I am a nerd, it's okay.
Definitely going to see x-men, with erica...
Woot.
Are you jealous? I am jealous. BOOM.
Does anyone ever feel like they are missing something? Cause alot of the time, I think that I am just not correct in some way... But then again, I am extremely odd. I will leave it at that. Current Mood: amused
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May 24th, 2006
03:59 pm - Folklife? I am thinking about going to folklife on sunday. Anyone want to go? There is a italian band playing, and I wannu watchem. I also just want to go... Peace.
Oh. My new favorite obsession= CARTEL
I understand they are a pretty not-current band... i guess.. but... amazing. Listen to them. Love them. I love them. They make me feel good.
THEY ARE GOING TO BE AT WARPED TOUR!!!!!!!!!!!#$%^$%#%$&#&* YES.
I AM GOING ALLIE. MAKE ROOM FOR ME IN THAT AMAZING CAR OF YOURS! Current Mood: bored Current Music: runaway by Cartel
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May 23rd, 2006
02:36 pm - Floods of snot, dangit. Yeaaah. I am kind of...pretty sick.
Its lovely. I feel lovely.
Everything is just lovely right now.
BUT i got alot of peoples pictures that I can draw, so I can keep myself occupied by doing that. I need to post the picture of Zac Calvo that I drew... Maybe I will!!!!!!!!!!! Later... because I am really tired.
I didn't get much sleep last night either, I think I am an insomniac... or whatever you call them...
Because I go to sleep for about an hour, then I wake up and freak out about something, and I have to get up and read a few chapters in a book... and draw... and all this other stuff to calm down. Then I try to sleep again, with no luck... so I just read alot.
SO last night I got...4 1/2 hours. Which is really cool because that means I have gotten 13 1/2 hours of sleep!!! OVER THAT PAST THREE DAYS
Yeah. Cool. I even practiced my part in A Midsummer's with the ears and everything, because I couldn't sleep.
MEH. Current Location: Downstairs yo. Current Mood: ...brrrr....
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May 22nd, 2006
06:53 pm - I want a chimichanga I think that sometimes parents should be like those stuffed pigs you see in the movies, with a giant apple in their mouth... preventing them from talking and accusing.
In other news... I just... am really REALLY bored... and... notice the time span between entries... hehe.
That translates to: I HAVE NO LIFE
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