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“maybe in five or ten, yours and mine will meet again. straighten this whole thing out. maybe then honesty need not be feared as a friend or an enemy- but this is the distance, and this is my gameface… there’s really no way to reach me. i’m already gone.”
–the fray
the format broke up. i never got to see those boys in concert. i never got to appreciate them up close in personal. come to think of it, i haven’t gone to a concert in months. i need to do that. in 2006 i saw everyone from dave matthews to kelly clarkson to local to unheard of signed bands. last year i worked, smoked and trained for a marathon. i ran the marathon then started smoking again. cigarettes are interesting. i like them, but it ain’t so hard for me to go days without them. but then sometimes i just want one. i have it, i might have 20. then i swear them off.
my mom and sister, janey, are in germany. luckily for them, there is a starbucks within range of the convention center that they are volunteering at. i drove in the snow with my part time four wheel jeep drive to get starbucks today. it was exciting. it’s all i did. i called off work and got called off school. i am so bored. i need something to pre-occupy my mind. i’ve been crying all day. my stomach actually is in pain from convulsing. i don’t need to inform you of why i’m crying. but life sucks.
my mom just emailed my dad, and he is cracking up from something she just said. i love that. my parents don’t have a lot in common, but they make each other laugh so hard they cry. it’s beautiful. and if anything, laughter is really what holds them together, that and they are both conservative and like mitt romney. speaking of that, i forgot to vote. i was wasted until about four o’clock yesterday.
here is a list of my favorite albums of all time:
1. breaking benjamin: saturate
–back in my hard rock days, i might have listened to this cd on repeat for an entire year. i can still listen to it, sing every word, and not get tired. i’ve never been angry at someone for putting the cd in. it eases my mind.
2. matchbox twenty: yourself or someone like you
–probably the first cd i’ve ever loved. rob thomas can write about girl pain, the way no man can.
3. jason mraz: waiting for my rocket to come
–jason mraz might have the only voice ive ever labeled as “orgasmic”. his wordplay is incredible. his live cd’s and mr.a-z are great too, but there is so much simple depth to his first cd.
4. the format: interventions + lullabies
–trouble with life and relationships and figuring out how to live, gets easier everytime you hear this cd.
5. alanis morissette: jagged little pill
–a classic tale of hatred, hurting, and hangovers. i love it.
6. lovedrug: everything starts where it ends
–his voice is incredibly ridiculous. the lyrics are so deep and they send chills up your spine. to think someone could be saying everything you’ve ever thought, but through metaphors, not spelling it out.
7. breaking bejamin: phobia
–ben burnley’s vocals rival jason mraz for the orgasmic crown. not as hard as their previous two cd’s make this one easier to share with people who are turned off by the occasional screaming.
8. radiohead: the bends/ok computer
–hands down my two favorite radiohead cds. i took a vacation to california by myself and the only thing i listened to on the ipod were those cds. looking at the ocean, listening to high and dry. nice.
9. maroon 5: songs about jane
–if you want to cry, these songs will transfer your hurt into a giant “fuck you world.” it’s nice.
10a. the killers: hot fuss
–perfect blend of rock and dance that happens to steal your soul at the same time.
10b. wax on radio: exposition 2
–it’s tie between this and the killers. mikey has the most amazing voice that sounds even better live, great lyrics, interesting sound.
runner’s up:
the format: dog problems, dido: life for rent, matchbox 20: mad season, breaking benjamin: we are not alone/so cold ep, jason mraz: mr.a-z, lovedrug: pretend your alive, maroon 5: it won’t soon before long, coldplay: a rush of blood to the head, radiohead: amnesiac, david gray: white ladder, bush: goldenstate, evanescence: fallen, dave matthews band: entire library, oasis: (what’s the story) morning glory, snow patrol: final straw/eyes open…
that was fun…
and now for something completely different.
it’s strange that good people will end up alone, wandering and wondering what they did to deserve it. then rapists, and child molestors can get married and feel good about their suckiness.
a girl like me shouldn’t meet guys at bars, but nobody at church wants me. i’m walking down this middle road, and for some reason nobody’s walking towards me. maybe i gotta be extreme like everyone else, no one wants a wishy-washy girl that knows a lot about god and a lot about sex, drugs, rock and roll, and doesn’t necessarily care for either.
somehow he is capable of making me inflict pain on myself. it must be so easy for him. he doesn’t have to feel guilty. he lets me do this to myself.
“Its killing me to see you,
Just tie the rope
Oh and kick the chair
Just leave me hanging there,
Gasping for air
Yeah dont mind me three feet from the ceiling
You’d rather watch me drown,
Then see your hands get wet
You took the plot from stage to screen and turned it to
Epic scene
So whisper it once, tell me again
C’mon whisper it twice,
I cant stand to see my whole life flash before my eyes
When i’m with you, there’s
No point in breathing.
And I think I know
Why you never get too close
Its cause you’re too scared to
When im with you there’s no point in breathing.”
r.i.p. the format…
i was thinking that maybe.
me. and you- we could get together.
weather. permitting.
sitting. close on pier.
there. we could stay.
way.
away. staring at chicago.
no. it don’t know me like you do.
too. soon we’ll be gone now.
how. time has come so fast.
last. it never does.
because. nothing is forever.
we’ll only let us down.
“i should drink less, cause lord knows i could use a warm kiss, instead of a cold goodbye.”
–the format
quitting love is like quitting smoking. as soon as you light back up again, tomorrow is day one.
i seem to try and quit both at the same time, everytime. it’s really fucking up my timing.
i need to hire a hit man. he can come after me or him. either way- it’s over.
