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| Dear friend,
So, it's been "Spring Break" for a little over twenty-four hours now. It's been pretty eventful:
I
had the really awesome idea to dye my hair two-toned (red on top, brown
on bottom) yesterday, but I messed it up majorly. So I had to go around
last night with janky-ass hair.
Rachel and I went to the
Bluebird to see The Photo Atlas. We couldn't find the place, and we
ended up driving in the vicinity of downtown St. Louis for about ninety
minutes because we tried to find another show, but that was in some
kind of fraternity zone that we didn't want to be involved with.
It
was only fate/luck that we ended up deciding to try to find the
Bluebird again. We found it and saw that the wonderful Bert was running
the show. We chewed the fat and then prepared to watch The Valley Arena.
The
Valley Arena was amazing. I had to spend a good portion of their set in
the bathroom because I was having a nosebleed, but the sound in the
bathroom was still incredible. They mentioned needing a place to stay,
so Rachel and I worked our magic with her mom and provided them with
mattresses and a shower for the night.
The Photo Atlas decided to be super awesome and not play, so Bert gave us our money back because he is a kind gentleman.
We
met Hope and Chris at the show, after seeing them at several other
local shows before (or at least finding out that we did attend the same
ones), and they went to dinner with Rachel, me, and The Valley Arena.
The four of us pitched in for two cheese pizzas and sodas and wouldn't
let the boys in the band pay for anything. We were shooting for the two
of them to spend the night with us and the band, but that was a no-go
zone for Chris's mom. We were saddened, but we promised to find each
other all on MySpace (which we did, which is cool).
The Valley
Arena followed Rachel and me home (the poor boys had to deal with
Rachel's crazy driving, haha). Rachel's mom brought towels, sheets, and
food for the band and for us, and we stayed at the Alton house for the
night. I burned them a copy of Rivers Cuomo's "Alone: The Home
Recordings" (my wonderful sister let us borrow her laptop for the night
to watch movies due to the fact that Rachel's Alton house lacks
electronic equipment) because they're all huge Weezer fans and hadn't
even heard it yet.
Morning arrived, and we all ate breakfast and
talked about the strange textures of food. Then the band left for Omaha
around 10:30-ish, and Rachel took me home. I then went to Walgreen's to
get black hair dye because that's the only thing that could fix the
terrible dilemma going on with my head.
I finally caught up with
America's Next Top Model, thanks to the wonderful invention of Tivo. A
little while after that, Julia and I picked up our paychecks, cashed
them, and set off to Target. Julia purchased bleach and dye because
she's going back to her natural color: blonde. She then decided that
she was ready to take a big makeup step: FOUNDATION! I'll be teaching
her how to use it, and things will be all kinds of twisted and
wonderful because my little sister is growing up.
Also, for
those who don't know, Tyler and I will no longer be seeing each other.
He decided that he didn't want to further date/pursue a relationship
with me. I was given an incredibly ludicrous explanation as to why, and
you can ask me if you're really that curious. I'm still a tad bummed
about the whole situation because I liked him a lot, and we got along
really well. I thought things were going to go in a good direction, but
I guess it's good that it ended before the official relationship
started? I really don't understand boys. I hope they're not all this
petty, pathetic, and ridiculous. It really doesn't take much to make me
happy, but I apparently still can't find happiness with any sort of
male companion.
I'm only eighteen, but I feel like I'm destined
to be alone forever. It seems like I'll never be able to again hold
hands, hug, kiss, and cuddle. It makes me feel really down about
myself. I often think that I'm the one with the problem. I think things
like, "Maybe if I were prettier, maybe if I were skinnier, maybe if..."
But I'm not any of those things. Apparently, no one wants what I have to offer.
Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as lovers can, you know
Yeah we're feeling so good
Picking up things we shouldn't read
It looks like the end of history as we know
It's just the end of the world
Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as love, you could you can
Into a place, where thoughts can bloom
Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon
And we know that it could be
And we know that it should
And you know that you feel it too
'Cause it's nine in the afternoon and
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do
When it's nine in the Afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Back to the street
Down to our feet
Losing the feeling of feeling unique
Do you know what I mean?
Back to the place
Where we used to say
Man it feels good to feel this way
Now I know what I mean
Back to the street, back to the place
Back to the room where it all began
Back to the room where it all began
'Cause it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon
[["Nine in the Afternoon" by Panic at the Disco]]
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| Dear friend,
Blah blah, I'm still sick. But this weekend is going to be fucking baller. I have to work tomorrow night and Saturday morning, but...
Saturday = Ludo part in Fulton! I'm still not sure if I'm going to see Ludo play acoustic at the Slacker's in St. Charles. I most likely will just because it's Ludo, and I just absolutely have to see them.
Then the big show will be on Sunday. I think I just want to kind of chill out in the back for this one. I just want to be able to enjoy it without being rammed by obnoxious St. Louis kids constantly in the pit. Seriously, what's with kids trying to start circle pits during Ludo? It makes absolutely no sense.
The acoustic show at Vintage Vinyl on Tuesday was absolutely wonderful. Rachel and I got there super early and just wandered around for a while, picking up copies of the Riverfront Times, talking to band members and fans, and browsing CDs. Convy made me show my tattoo to some guy that he knows. It's kind of strange, yet cool, to be known for my tattoo. When I went to talk to Convy and have him sign one of my copies of the Riverfront Times (Ludo was on the cover, and I'm going to frame it), he said, "Oh, this is the girl I was telling you about, with the "Hum Along" tattoo. Would you mind showing it to him?" I felt really badass.
I also got to talk to Heather (Andrew's girlfriend) for a while. She's ridiculously cool. We talked about crazy internet creepers including that Mike guy who went completely psycho on me, crazy fools that try to hook up with us over STLPunk and/or MySpace, and how she met Andrew on MySpace.
Kazoos were passed out during the show for all of us audience members to accompany the band during "Love Me Dead." It was a lot of fun. There were also confetti poppers, and a whole bunch got in my hair. Rachel was spreading it out on my head, and that prompted Marshall to laugh at me while he was onstage.
I just love Ludo, oh so much.
Hi.
You must be new, I guess at least you're new to me
Saw you unpacking your car so I said to myself,
"Maybe I should help her out," since we're neighbors now
And all the other people here are elderly and probably
a little stand-offish, and I've got nothing to do (and whatnot).
By the way, I live in 207, my name is Greg
- wherever are my manners?!
Let me get that heavy box!
I'm a go-getter guy with a gun on my hip
I'm just searching for that someone to be firing it
I've narrowed down the field and I'm takin' a glance
and I'd say you've got a pretty good chance...
to be my girlfriend.
What's up?
Didn't mean to sneak up on you there
- I looked downstairs and saw you leaving, so wha's up?
I haven't seen you at the pool since the barbecue not that I've been checking
- here's the deal: I've got this thing for work this weekend and I was wondering
If you don't have anything going that maybe
- okay, hey that's cool, you're busy,
but we should hit up Jose O'Flanagans for Jell-o Shot "you-call-it's"
- okay, not this week, but Monday...
You could come over tonight, I'll be watching cop dramas
smokin' fatty fatties
I'm a go-getter guy with a gun on my hip
I'm just searching for that someone to be firing it
I've narrowed down the field and I'm takin' a glance
and I'd say you've got a pretty good chance...
to be my girlfriend.
I've given it some though...
and I really think that yo could use a guy like me in your life
looking after you, a man to take you home, a hand for you to hold...
and I'd never leave you alone
I'm a go-getter guy with a gun on my hip
I'm just searching for that someone to be firing it
I've narrowed down the field and I'm takin' a glance
and I'd say you've got a pretty good chance...
to be my girlfriend.
I'm a go-getter guy, I'm a go-getter guy
I've narrowed down the field and I'm takin' a glance
And I'd say you've got a pretty good chance...
(and I'd say you've got a pretty good chance) chance...
Chance...
To be my girlfriend.
[["Go-Getter Greg" by Ludo]] | | |
| Dear friend,
I've been sick for three weeks. My doctors still don't know what's wrong. I got a chest x-ray and an MRI, and I was prescribed five different prescriptions between two doctors and three visits. I'm finally starting to feel better.
So, I'm watching Degrassi, and Paige said, "Maple bacon, the candy of meats." It's so true.
I'm still oh so unlucky in love. I can't even find a guy to have a crush on, let alone someone to be with. It's lonely. I absolutely hate it. Right now, I have no passion for anything, and I feel like I'm completely stuck in a rut.
I dyed my hair. It's light brown, and it looks absolutely wonderful.
I suck at writing blogs.
I'm also feeling nostalgic. It's time to listen to Simple Plan's first CD.
I woke up it was 7
I waited till 11
Just to figure out that no one would call
I think i got a lot of friends but I don't hear from them
What's another night all alone?
When your spending everyday on your own
And here it goes
I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Having more fun than me
Tonight...
And maybe when the night is dead, I'll crawl into my bed
Staring at these 4 walls again
I'll try to think about the last time, I had a good time
Everyone's got somewhere to go
And they're gonna leave me here on my own and here it goes
I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Having more fun than me
What the hell is wrong with me?
Don't fit in with anybody
How did this happen to me?
Wide awake I'm bored and I can't fall asleep
And every night is the worst night ever
I'm just a kid
I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Nobody wants to be alone in the world.
I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Nobody wants to be alone in the world
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Having more fun than me tonight
I'm all alone tonight
Nobody cares tonight
Cause I'm just a kid tonight | | |
| Dear friend,
I don't think I like my hair blonde. I should dye it dark auburn again, like it was in my senior pictures.
Speaking of my senior pictures, I really need to get them scanned for the internet.
I really wish I had graduated at semester. All I want to do is sit at home all day long and watch Degrassi, Radio Free Roscoe, and Instant Star.
Actually, I only watch Degrassi to pass the time before Radio Free Roscoe comes on. Degrassi is just not good anymore. The plotlines are recycled (how many times do they have to show death, rape, cancer, and teen pregnancy?). If they're not recycled, then they're just pathetic attempts to "go there," to bring the highest amount of drama to the show possible. The stories are no longer true-to-life. I can't relate to the characters anymore. We've gone from sibling rivalries and bad first dates to murder and drug-dealing. Even the camera work has gotten "darker" - I guess to reflect on the destruction of a wonderful television program.
I miss you, Degrassi.
However, I'm so glad to have Radio Free Roscoe and Instant Star back in my life, especially Instant Star.
I love the songs in Instant Star. That Alexz Johnson has a killer set of vocals. I have most of them, and I really need to buy the actual soundtracks from the first three seasons. There's a rumor about a fourth season coming up soon. I need to know if Jude picks Tommy or Jamie. Tommy is leaving to go to Asia while Jamie is staying at home in Toronto. If Jude picks Tommy, then we'll have a bicontinental series. If she picks Jamie, then Tommy Q. may no longer be on the show?
Why do I get so into these things?
I'm also really obsessed with America's next top models. The winners, in chronological order:
Adrienne Curry
Yoanna House
Eva Pigford
Naima Mora
Nicole Linkletter
Dani Evans
CariDee English
Jaslene Gonzalez
Saleisha Stowers
Is it sad that I knew all of these things from memory? The new season starts in two weeks (February 20th).
And, really, I have gained a newfound respect for Charlie Sheen. I'm glad he has such a good sense of humor. Considering all of the drama with Heidi Fleiss, he was able to take a hooker joke on Two and a Half Men with such great hilarity.
I really hate being single.
And I think I have an inappropriate crush.
She really broke my heart in two
Four years later, I still never forgave her
The thing is, when I was ready to
I had completely dismissed her
Now I think I'm driving through her state
And I'm not ready for some burnt down bridge just yet
And I'm not sayin that I want anything from you
The only thing I really want now
If I see you, Suze
Is if we drove side by side
On a highway in the in the beehive state
That we could Honk and Wave
So I'll just keep taking the 15 through
It's kind of early so I'm swerving and swerving
There's really nothing else to do
except sit and keep steering, thinking, driving through her state
And I'm not ready for some burnt down bridge just yet
And I'm not sayin that I want anything from you
The only thing I really want now
If I see you, Suze
Is if we drove side by side
On a highway in the in the beehive state
That we could Honk and Wave
That we could Honk and Wave
I wonder of a way that I could
Make her feel like an ass
Without her thinking I'm trying to do that
I'm thinking of a way that I could
Make her feel like an ass
Without her thinking that I'm trying to
Without her thinking that I'm trying to
And I'm not ready for some burnt down bridge just yet
And I'm not sayin that I want anything from you
The only thing I really want now
If I see you, Suze
Is if we drove side by side
On a highway in the in the beehive state
That we could Honk and Wave
[["Honk and Wave" by Limbeck]] | | |
| Dear friend,
Why must it be natural for humans to seek companionship?
Why can't I be happy being alone?
I hate this.
You never lied to me not once
It's not your fault that I cant trust
It's in my past, it's in my path and I can't go there
Making a mess out of this game
To see it all go up in flames
So tired of being ruthless and reckless
Time to be your only one
To almost be your way too young
Time to crash into the sun
Time to be your 21
Time to dream that love will last
Time to drive my car too fast
Time to walk before I run
Time to be
Ohh time to be your 21
I don't believe in love and I
I pull it to the wall
I tasted sweetness there to laugh so hard as it falls
And I could push you there if you don't stop me
Push you there if you don't stop me
Please stop me
Time to be your only one
To almost be your way too young
Time to crash into the sun
Time to be your 21
Time to dream that love will last
Time to drive my car too fast
Time to walk before I run
Time to be
Ohh time to be your 21
It's gut-wrenching sometimes
It's life-threatening sometimes
Seems like nothing can wash it all away
Time to be your only one
To almost be your way too young
Time to crash into the sun
Time to be your 21
Time to dream that love will last
Time to drive my car too fast
Time to walk before I run
Time to be
Ohh time to be your 21
[["Time to be Your 21" by Alexz Johnson]] | | |
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