i just don't understand what the big deal is about the rolling stones...so they put out a bunch of albums and began hugely famous (ones even in pirates three) but they also caused hundreds to be injured and caused even some deaths when the stupidly hired the gang hells angels to do security at a show...wow that definatly should be celebrated.

I just find them hugely over rated...and not as important as everyone makes me out to be....i mean theres tons of other bands out there that are so much better that did more for music they them but don't get the recognition because everyone is far to focused on some huge band...what about nick lowe, rockpile, the kinks, elvis costello, the beat. i guess famous bands should only count for giving any impact so all you little bands out there that will only reach mediocre fame status hang it up right now, your not worth because only the famous bands out there are gonna show an influence...we all have enough brain power to pay attention to them and there medicoreness.

So you bands like, anti-flag, boys night out, chiodos, the matches, say anything, anthony green, bayside, the gaslight anthem....the list goes on...give up and give out because whatever you could inspire will never be worth it because we don't put in the time and effort to pay attention to those little bands that actually do more for the scene then we even realize.

sorry rant over....


sometimes i think it's because of things like this that bands like boys night out disappear without a trace and the scene loses a true talent and keeps another rolling stone airapparent.

truly sad

My mouth runs away with me again
I promise to close it off, stitch it up
And keep quiet for the next couple hours
Atleast thats what I'm thinking in my head
But words keep running out instead

I'm best left in the corner
Kept to myself
Watching a party from the side lines
Lips stitched shut
There I can promise my mouth won't run away

i wrote this after receveing another letter from the military to my grandfather who has been dead for 12 years...i still gets to me, but i don't know what i'd do if the letters stopped cause i kinda like to believe that it means that someone remembers him


Separation of Church and State Means No Letters From Beyond the Grave

There's a letter on the counter
Marked specially for you
It lies next to twetny more
Still waiting on you
Unopened and Untouched they sit on my counter
Wating on the owner to walk through

12 years should've been enough time
For you to give in and drop a line
But I suppose that would be hard
As your new home is six feet under
And your hand doesn't quite work.

The senders always the same
United States Military Service, no exact name
The unpaid taxes should've been a clue
An authentic death certificate to confirm
This receiver isn't receiving anything.

12 years should've been enough time
fro you to give in and drop a line
But I suppose that would be hard
As your new home is six feet under
And your hand doesn't quite work.

Maybe thats why after 12 years
It still feels as if nothings the same
Because someone out there thinks that heart's still beating
I guess a 26 gun salute wasn't enough to prove
That you died on sunday in november

this may not have been such a good idea.....i don't think i can stay here.

Home sickness is a disease that you always carry with you but can remain dormint for extended periods of time. It's flaring up right now in me and I keep going over countless pictures I've already seen.

I'm in need of some familiar faces
A face that knows the right things to say
To get me out of a mood I can't explain
The skies to blue and the suns to bright
I need some cloud cover to make everything alright

I have this problem you have to see
Where everything is backwards and topsy-turvy
I miss the way your face looked against the rain
And hot summer days just searching for shade
I've found everything I've searched for
But I still can't forget the rain.



idk.........where did this come from...where is it going...is it even any good?

i should've posted this two days ago

but anyway


i finally met...shawn harris from the matches.

i said almost everything i wanted to say...almost

haha it was amazing...i can almost die happy now

haha

And I swear the color of your face matched the rain.

I'm not gonna apologize for anything I said. It was something you need to hear and I'll be the first to admit that it was hard to say but I'm okay with that. You may hate me for everything I said but thats only if you remember it tomorrow, which you probably won't. you're excuses aren't working. stop fucking drinking. if your fucking depressed deal with you shit and grow the fuck up. It's what I've had to do. You don't see me getting plastered as shit because I'm depressed. That is not how an adult (which is what you are) reacts to a problem...that is how a child reacts...because that is what you are a child.

So thank you for reminding me why I don't go to parties, thank you for reminding why I'm straight edge, thank you for reminding me why I started therapy, but most importantly thank you for bringing back all the depression I ever felt towards my dad and throwing it in my face.

I don't think I can live with you next year...in fact I know I can't. The best thing to come out of us rooming together is the people I met through you.

so halloween turned out to be better than i thought it would be.

I looked exactly like Audrey Hepburn. its was practically perfect in every way. However, only two people got my costume. One was my friend melinda and the other....well....was a guy who I wouldn't mind getting to know better :) he actually asked me if i was audrey hepburn to which i said yes then hugged him because that made me so happy. we talked a little at the party...not much cause he is a member of the frat and had duties but he plays the drums is a studio art major, likes photography. I added him on facebook and we talked yesterday too. he actually understood my shirt that i wore to warped too. the one that no one understood :) it's like a sign.

the only draw back...he is a freshman...but i think i'm willing to make an exception in this case.

all in all it was a good night. :)