take a deep breath in the smoking section

take a deep breath in the smoking section

today was the biggest waste, i was going to work on my projects, but its almost 11 and i havent even touched them. its not going to be fun when i actually get to them the day before they're due. oh well.

i called you again tonight, even though you were out. i did it so that when you get home your little brother can tell you "he called again". im begining to think he hates it, but i know you dont, and thats why i always call when your gone.

desperate to hear his name on your breath

desperate to hear his name on your breath

this weekend was pretty sweet, i was barely home at all. so sweet. and the whole being nineteen. so sweet. im trying to find a song by the police, but so far no luck. i tried a couple downloads, but it doesnt work. actually ive got one thats just taking a while. hopefully its not a piece of shit version. anyways... i think im going to snag marks guitar now..

i can tell by the sound of your voice
that you probably slept in your clothes again
and haven't left the house all day
you're writing in your diary about how things just never seem to work out
and this time came closer than ever before

they kiss, why that looks so unique

they kiss, why that looks so unique

there were objects so peculiar, they were not to be believed.
all around were things to tantalize my brain.
its a world unlike anything ive ever seen.
and as hard as i try, i cant seem to describe, like the most improbable dream.
but you must believe when i tell you this.
its as real as my skull, and it DOES exist.
here, let me show you...

god damn i love the nightmare before christmas. i wish i could wander througha forest and find a tree that would take me to a completely new world. or, maybe id just rather have no arms. things seem to be much better without them. someone to be with all of the time. making music with conor as well. and flying with my best gal. yes, that is what i want.

a dream with no colour, well why even bother

a dream with no colour, well why even bother

i saw santa today, and a bunch of other things. but.... helena and nicole couldnt come, so for that they suck. and now everyone knows. hahah, not actually though. you guys rule, your just to cool for me, hahah.

sometimes it is easier to tell someone you care about how you feel by using someone elses words. a line from a song, a poem you read, or the line from the movie that always gets the girl. thats not to say it is the best way, it is just easier then trying to put your own feelings to words or into actions. please let this mean something to someone. i know it does to me, but i also know that i will continue to steal the nice line, or clever anecdotes to try and impress a girl

creep up and tell me that you love me more each time you look into my eyes

i loved you, and I should have said it

i loved you, and I should have said it

if you ever see her lying / hurt, dont just stare. please get up, get up, get up, get up and help her. and then check her pulse and give her air and then listen and breathe and keep checking and checking and checking her heart. dont drive away, dont leave her this way. dont drive away again. i could never say the things that kept me up. just lay there listening to your wispering. maybe you were supposed to help me learn to love you more. help me to notice how we're different, different, different and all right. dont drive away, dont leave her this way. theres not enough hours in our days. dont drive away, dont drive away, dont walk out on her again.

ps. if you want a sticker from the band gratitude, who wrote that song, called drive away, just ask me, i'll hook you up, we took like a hundred of them. ive also got a few cd's if you want one, with that song on it, and one other called last. its so good.

JEW RULES, oh man it was the greatest when they came out for an encore and played an acoustic version of hear you me. OH WAIT, that fucking didnt happen. pieces of shit. i wanted to hear ONE fucking song. oh well. i'll sit here and listen to it on repeat for hours.

your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out

your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out

and some of the things he did just disturbed people. all his joking and playing but no one ever laughed. they just ignored him and tried to carry on. until one day he noticed no one cared. he started acting all depressed and contemplated death. no one tried to reassure, they wanted him gone. they thought he should rot in hell for his jokes about women.

does he kiss your eyelids in the morning?
does he know that place below your neck?
does he lay awake listening to your breath?

it let to the battle that ultimately destroyed us

it let to the battle that ultimately destroyed us

since when did bands advertise their songs on billboards and posters? and why of all the bands to do this did it have to be U2, worst. well.. it rained for a bit today, that was sweet, i love walking around in the rain, especially if its nice out like today was. good stuff. alright, this baffles me. i go to my class, which is supposed to be five hours long, im there for maybe 2. while im there i stand around for probably half of it, or help other people. so an hour of work a class. and im still up to speed with the rest of the class, and even ahead of a bunch. how is this possible? tell me. well...? how? that is my query for the day. haha, query.
will you never rest, fighting the battle of who could care less?

its to scary to die, im gunna have to be burried alive..

its to scary to die, im gunna have to be burried alive..

WILLIAM HUNG IS FUCKING CRAP, how the hell did he get famous, he is horrid. it blows my mind. gah. seriously. i guess no one can be as good as taking back sunday. haha. well, tonight, i listened to a hellofalot of music, it was so sweet. i also had the longest conversation ive had in a long time, it was fun. and i just noticed im not listening to music right now, well, theres some on in the background, but its not right by me, so the silence is nice. i think i might actually try and not fall asleep to music tonight. actually, that will never happen, oh well. im sorry, music is just that good. screw everyone who doesnt agree. i really just want it to be the end of the month already, take long enough. haha. i told you home boy, you cant touch this..

it's not that i don't trust you, i just know what you've been up to

it's not that i don't trust you, i just know what you've been up to

you do not understand how amazing taking back sunday was. almost right away i was about four people from the front, it was so sweet. until i got sacked in the stomache, i felt sick after that, so i went to the side, but it was alright, because thats where a bunch of cool people like nicole were. oh, and me and nicole went on a mission, and we saw some chick from much music, but not a regular vj, she was from some show, i think its take over. but it was cool. i definitely want to see them again. gah, i gotta go, do important stuff, not really, its halo, but still, fuck off

im finding out, cheating gets it faster

im finding out, cheating gets it faster

so.. tuesday eh.... what a shitty day, 2 midterms, one at the beginning and one at the end, which sucks alot because i usually skip either the first or last class on tuesdays. and now i have to work on a project i barely started thats due on thursday. and im not doing it at all, i got about 8 lines, then msn distracted me, so ive been on that for a while now. i swear, the internet is the devil. oh well, i'll just stay up later and work on it. mark and bryan are watchign shrek 2, and i have to admit, its not bad from what im overhearing, but im not really watching it, so it could be horrible, or amazing, i just dont know.
wow, i just realized that i forgot this window was still open, i started writing this all like an hour ago. i hear ricki martin, and its horrible, stupid movie. gah. i'll just have to turn jakalope up, ha, jakalope, i dotn even knowf i really like it. i think i do, just because its something so different from what ive been listening to for so long. well, im going to get back to my project.

cheese is not funny! jesus christ! what do you not understand?

cheese is not funny! jesus christ! what do you not understand?

It was the perfect night, then you had to go and ruin it with a kiss. nowI'm trapped inside here, the innocence we held once so carelessly has been suffocated in this breathless moment.

anyways, now for something that isnt rise against. actually no, i found thier cd in my other cd player, so now im happy and ive listened to it alot. yeah.... my weekend was pretty sweet, i started with 15 hours of sleep thursday night, i loved it. then party at ademas, then to the airport saturday. chilled with my aunt and uncle from b.c. that night. my dad actually brought cubans back, but small ones, so im just going to have to smoke all of them. speaking of smoking......

psssssssst. helena only sort of rocks.

time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go

time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go

saw green day tonight. it was so fun. sugarcult opened, and played memory, my favorite song from them. and also ben from billy talent came on and played a song with them. it was so cool. then new found glory played, which was alright. then green day. who were amazing. the played most of the new album, and some classics, and some queen for some reason. the coolest was about halfway through their set, billie joe says "alright, we're making a new band. we need a drum player, a bass player, and a guitar player" so he pulls up three guys and they play the song, at the end billie joe says to the guitar guy "you just won yourself a guitar" it was so sweet. i need to learn guitar so that can be me. haha. i wish. definitely a great way to end a day. especially better then the way it began. i woke up at around 10:15, and im like "holy fuck" because my class started at eight, and i thought we had a midterm today. so i was all worried until i got to school and found out its next week.

a sip of wine chased with cyanide

a sip of wine chased with cyanide

welcome to snot city, population: me. i hate being sick. its balls. maybe i should get a flu shot so i dont get sick. or not. yeah, so i was driving today, and its all construction on my road, so its down to one lane, and i was driving beside an excavator tractor thing, and it was pulling on some pipe, and then its brake line or somethign exploded, and i got red shit all over my car. so i have yet to make it back down to the parking garage to clean it off. but right after it happened, i was like "fuckers" then i did the whole wipers deal, and it just smeared everywhere, i couldnt see a thing, it was scary, cause i was still going kinda fast. but.. i didnt die, so i guess thats a plus. or not. ha.