June 23, 2008Updaaaaatttee.Well hello there. Do you smell that? No, no it’s not the smell of people getting sunburn. It’s not the smell of sunscreen or the ocean, or anything summer related for that matter. It’s something much, much better. It’s the smell of update. And isn’t it delicious? I’m getting into the habit of not posting for long bits of time; as if people actually care. I’ll try to do better, because I like venting to my nonexistent readers. I’ve noticed lately that it’s easy for people to complain. Just today, someone said that they were considering running away from home because they got their cell phone taken away and their parents are going to stay with them at the mall every time they go. I must admit, this did tick me off a little bit. There were so many things I wanted to yell in their face. This person proved to me that they lacked even more substance then I thought they had. Maybe it’s just us being fat, lazy, spoiled Americans. Sometimes I really wish I could shove all my opinions in a pill and force feed it to all of America, but that has yet to be proven successful. I have a lot on my mind, but it’s all being meshed together. I’m having a hard time deciding where I stand. I saw Juno for the first time today. It was a lot better and a lot smarter than I thought it would be. I think the soundtrack is really different than what I would normally listen to, but I like it. 37 days till Warped. Let me know if you’re going. Here’s today’s play list:
Posted on 06/23/2008 9:16 PM Comments (0)
April 10, 2008Something's lumpy.And it's not something silly like oatmeal. My throat feels like I'm trying to swallow a tennis ball, and I guess I'm pretty shocked. Though I don't know why. I always knew Pete and Ashlee were going to end up together. But now he feels old. Now he's going to go make babies and forget to write music. I'm overreacting. Why do I even care? I've always been a supporter of them. But I guess I never realized it would happen. I don't know. It's not like I should even have an opinion or worry so much, but I am. I'm sure people were worried when Eddie van Halen married Valerie Bertinellie (she's the girl from the Jenny Craig commericials. Very van Halen-esk, right?) Though this case is quite different. Now I'm rambling to myself. Thoughts? April 16 will be the day of my demise. Just in case I don't update until then again, say your goodbye's. At least 3 of some of my favorite bands are playing with-in 30 minutes of where I live - All Time Low, Forever The Sickest Kids, and We the Kings. I can't go to any of the shows. I have a weird feeling about all of this. I know I'm going to regret this post because I'm under the influence of wanting to go to bed. Don't believe anything I say.
Posted on 04/10/2008 8:01 PM Comments (1)
April 7, 2008Maybe you should take up a hobby.In this month’s issue of AP, All Time Low covered in the “100 Bands You Should Know” issue. Inside there was an article that really got me thinking. The question was, “Do you think it’s harder for new kids to join the scene?” Obviously, the only reason it would be harder would be because people would judge you and label you a poser or a fake. There are two endlessly arguable sides as to what is right. Opinion 1: Judging people is wrong. Shouldn’t it be about the music? Why would you dislike someone because of what kind of music they like? Just because someone shares the same interests as you doesn’t mean they’re trying to be like you. There really isn’t a reason not to accept someone trying to get in with the scene. Opinion 2: It’s human nature to judge someone. It’s what we do. And sometimes it’s a good thing. There are a lot of preppy kids out there in Green Day shirts thinking that makes them hardcore. And besides, who wants to get caught in a mosh with someone who is afraid to break a nail and only showed up because they think the drummer has cute hair? The truth is, there are posers and fakes out there giving a bad name to real fans everywhere. But that doesn’t mean some new kids aren’t true fans. All the scene veterans were once the new kids, being judged themselves. The trick is finding a balance between the two opinions. Talk to the new kids and get to know them first before you slap a poser stamp on their forehead. Eventually, it becomes pretty obvious who’s real and who’s fake. In my opinion, “poser” and “sellout” are two of the most over used terms ever. Don’t label people posers unless you’ve given them a chance to prove themselves otherwise. Don’t label a band sellout because they have a successful album that attracted more listeners and media attention. Just because they’re pulling in a few extra bucks doesn’t mean they’re not in it for the music. Isn’t it a generally accepted idea that every one is a unique and one-of-a-kind? If that’s true, then if you change yourself to fit in with the scene or be punk or something like that to be different, then what are you really doing? Shame is stupid.
Posted on 04/07/2008 5:23 PM Comments (0)
February 13, 2008Here we go.The last couple days have been snow days where I live. The only real enjoyable part of them is the fact I get to sleep in. My brother makes it hard though, for he doesn’t know the definition of, “Shut up!”. Tomorrow is Valentines Day. I only have one thing to say about that - Screw it. Who needs a silly holiday created for profit by card companies anyways? I personally think it affects people’s self-esteem too much. But while my friends are running around with their silly little valentines, I’m very lucky to have four. I’m hereby deeming the four kids of Fall Out Boy my Valentines. I know a lot of people are saying that, I’m cool with sharing. And I leave you with an AIM conversation I had with my friend Annabelle. My screen name is FridayNghtSndtrk and hers is FERRiSSlONE.
Posted on 02/13/2008 5:17 PM Comments (1)
February 7, 2008Mother Nature's a BitchSo two night's ago, there was a huge ass storm. Like the tornado sirens went off and everything. My family slept too hard to hear it. Two trees had fallen down on my street, one on each side of my house. We had no phone, no power, no cable - and I shit you not - I still had to go to school. Luckily, we still had running water. But since I still had to go to school, my dad made me get up and get ready in the dark. I think my make-up on each eye didn't match. My dad couldn't get out of our street because it was blocked off because of the trees, so I ended up having to walk to school. It started raining on my ass. There is absolutley nothing to do with no power. I read a lot, but I do that a lot normally. I tried to write some, but it's hard to write with a flashlight in your hand. My dad didn't trust me with the pyro, (which I found hilarious) so I couldn't write by candle light either. We finally got our power back today. I was so happy. The last two days, I've been so nervous that Trohman would finally post something right when I couldn't get on, but of course that kid has yet to update. It's kind of sad when a percentage of your sanity depends on some kid you don't even know. But that's ok, because Fall Out Boy sort of plays a huge part in my life. Fifty plus people died in that storm through out the southeast. There were tornadoes and winds that destroyed homes, including one on my street. Mother Nature's a bitch.
Posted on 02/07/2008 7:02 PM Comments (0)
January 11, 2008You look so good in blue.I'm sitting here babysitting. I think my clutziness increases with every second. I got three paper cuts today and I walked into a tree while I was looking at my iPod and not paying attention to where I was going. I'm smart, right.? Well thats all for now. I know how you all desperatly wait up for me to post something. Still waiting for that roadtrip to Chicago. Anyone up.?
Posted on 01/11/2008 5:09 PM Comments (0)
January 4, 2008Honorable MentionSo, today at school (I know how much you all deeply care about this) we were told to write about our heroes. I made a list to help get me started and this is what it looked like: The kids from Fall Out Boy: Mr. Joe Trohman, Mr. Andy Hurley, Mr. Patrick Stump, and Mr. Pete Wentz. Mr. Eddie van Halen Mr. Brian May Mr. Craig Owens Mrs. Stephanie Meyer and last, but not least, my grandmother My teacher said this list was unacceptable. She said I needed to write about people who had impacted my life in a positive way. And I said, Hey! All of these kids have changed my life significantly in a good way. She told me to write about my grandmother.
Posted on 01/04/2008 8:41 PM Comments (0)
January 2, 2008Bottom of the ninth and we're down by 10I’ve come to realize I got my sense of humor from my father. The same man who is sure to bring up every occasion I’ve ever had a diaper rash as a child in excruciating detail whenever in public. The same man who made sure that I got one hundred dollars in quarters for Hanukkah. The same man who “accidentally” forgot to let me sleep in and who “accidentally” forgot to stop me from getting ready for school today because it was a snow day. It’s alright though. I like his sense of humor. I actually think it’s sort of funny. Now I’m watching cute little Michelle on Full House instead of listening to my monotone science teacher explain the importance of knowing what to do during an earthquake. What’s next on my agenda? Perhaps blasting music really loudly, possibly Guitar Hero 3, possibly real guitar, or perhaps I’ll just eat because I’m bored. Oh the possibilities. Hey kids, I heard that Patrick Stump will be on the premier of Law & Order tonight at 9 on NBC. I'm not a huge Law & Order fan, but hey, it's Patrick.
Posted on 01/02/2008 3:00 PM Comments (0)
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