December 2008
“Now when I think I had it all on my own
Is now when I realize, I’m really...”
– Joshua Partington [“The Doctor’s Waiting Room”]
Defiant. And Creative.
So I’ve had The Way Out Is Broken for about a week, and I still don’t know the words to some of the songs. There’s only five songs! I know the words to “Know What You Have” and “We’ll Own the World”. I’m working on it, though. I’m not seeing them live until I get all the words right. This might take a minute…
I got the first verse...
Merry Christmas, Here's Your Wisdom Teeth!
I’m going to have to have my wisdom teeth removed soon, because I’m having trouble eating. As a majority of everyone knows, I’m scared of almost everything, but the dentist especially. I don’t want anyone poking around in my mouth then telling me I don’t brush enough, even though I brush at least twice a day, maybe more. I especially don’t like shots, and they...
Time.
Oh time… you could have told me it only took you to help her forget me. I spent most of my time remembering the past, wishing for the clock to turn back so I could see her one more time, apologize for all the shit I put her through. She spent most of her time looking toward her future. Oh time… now all I have is you. You could have warned me. You could have TOLD me, that as you went...
I Won't Say A Thing At All...
I woke up at 10:30 AM to a text from Mary saying to get ready. She came to pick me up at 11, and we went to CiCi’s. We had to wait on Brittany to get there, because she wasn’t at work yet. When she got there, her and Mary talked a lot. For a minute, it felt like Mary hadn’t even left, that it was just another day. Then I remembered she was only in town for two weeks. She kept...
I Miss You, I'm Going Back Home To The West Coast.
So I woke up at 8 after sleeping about an hour. I’ve been awake ever since. We went to the airport… well, it wasn’t that simple. We had to text Ben and then get directions from a random old lady. Then we saw some guy at the airport that looked JUST LIKE JESUS.
Before we left for the airport, we looked at the list of Warped Tour bands for ‘09. We got Underoath, NOFX,...
“Guys look! It’s Jesus!”
– Mary. [The guy really did look like Jesus…]
New Phone and My Addiction To Voice Ringers.
So I got a Samsung Rant as a Christmas present. It’s the best phone I’ve ever come in contact with, to be quite honest. So last night, I approached my mother, who was sleeping on the couch, and told her I was buying songs on my phone. I was only going to get three, at $2.50 each. She said okay, and went back to sleep. Well, I went to the wrong place on my phone and ended up with...
Stand By Me.
Okay. A lot of things have happened. First, I got my new phone. It’s the shit. Second, my mom bought me Stand By Me for Christmas. I love that movie!! Third, I’m planning to poke Mary really hard until she agrees to come back to town and go with us.
I love everything about Warped Tour. I love that me and Sally can be in a car for hours on end and not fight. I love the heat, I love...
Trying.
I’m trying. To find who I used to be. To find the one you loved. Here’s a heads up, honey. She’s gone gone gone and she’s never never never coming back. Do you miss her as much as I do? I’m looking between the pages of torn and worn out notebooks, trying to find a clue as to where she went. It’s getting harder, but at the same time, easier.
I’m finally...
“Don’t take it too bad it is nothing you did. It’s just once...”
– Bright Eyes [“Take It Easy (Love Nothing)”]
Drift.
Hello you. I hope you’re doing okay, where ever you are. I look foward to your visits. They come less and less lately. Is she keeping you? Or are you keeping yourself, thinking we don’t want to see you? When you do manage to show up when you say you will, I never have anything to say. There’s a million things running through my head. I want to yell that she loves you, that this...
Miles to go before I sleep...
Who was it that said that? I can’t remember. I think it was Robert Frost. Surprisingly, I just woke up, instead of being awake all night like I usually am. I lied last night when I said I was going to bed for late night phone calls and poetry writing… I didn’t get any poetry in. I have a rare form of writer’s block that resembles something like stage fright. When I tell...
You Found Me.
I gave in to Sally’s incessant pleas to get one of these things, as well as a Twitter. I think I’ll live on this thing. It’s the coolest thing since… well, since me.