So, I don't really need a blog, seeing as I have a journal where I write down all my lame, melodramatic moments that I end up laughing about years later. Run-on sentence much? Anywho, I figure, why not let people read some of it. Not all of it, because naturally there are some very private moments in my journal. But the not so private juicy moments are suitable for people to read. Besides, who am I writing those journals to anyway? No one in particular, just for my own amusement in years to come. I'm currently up to my 11th journal, although I will soon move on to my 12th. Shocking, I know. 12 years of rants, emo-ness, & believe it or not there are some happy moments. I'll start with a little snippet of my journal from the end of December.
10:54 PM December 28, 2008 Sunday
Now onto the juicy details that is my love life. I remember a long time ago I had ask[ed] 'when did my life become a soap opera?'. Well I'm asking myself that exact question again. Because I'm so nice, I've been hanging out Nelson A LOT. (NOT MY BROTHER). Yeah we've been eating out practically everytime I had psychology. Flirting like crazy because I 'm a fucking retard and love to send mixed signals. So by now he already knows my whole situation with Jovanny. Has that stopped him from flirting with me (or stopped me for that matter)? No. If anything we flirt ever more. And by "flirt", I mean hold hands for a couple minutes, rest head on shoulders. [I would never do that with any random boy, fyi] God, he even told me I was cute when we went to eat at Chipotle. FUCK. Can you say awkward? Funny thing is, I knew he liked me. He didn't know I knew. God bless having Joanna. [the next few parts are quite boring, describing how Nelson & I hung out for the 1st time. Fast forwarddd]
Told me he liked me. He already knew how I felt cuz that fucker [I love Terence. lol] Terence eavesdropped that day I found out on the bridge. Great. And I thought Terence was all innocent and nonsuspecting. He completely eavesdropped for Nelson -_- Well we were sitting in the car, parked. And you know what my dumb ass did? "Can I kiss you?" Great. Another thing that must be added to the smartest things I've ever done. That list is getting pretty long by now. And you know what Nelson said? "I was thinking the same thing." FABULOUS. So yeah we kissed. As usual, he's a good kisser. Just great.
And that my friends, is how it all began. More drama & shenanigans to come!
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Modest Mouse "Talking Shit About A Pretty Sunset"
Oh, noose
Tied myself in, tied myself too tight
Looking kind of anxious in your cross-armed stance
Like a bad tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance
And I claim I'm not excited with my life anymore
So I blame this town, this job, these friends, the truth is it's myself
And I'm trying to understand myself and pinpoint who I am
When I finally get it figured out, I've changed the whole damn plan
Oh, noose
Tied myself in, tied myself too tight
Oh, noose
Tied myself in, tied myself too tight
Talking shit about a pretty sunset
Blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon
Changed my mind so much I can't even trust it
My mind changed me so much I can't even trust myself

Tied myself in, tied myself too tight
Looking kind of anxious in your cross-armed stance
Like a bad tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance
And I claim I'm not excited with my life anymore
So I blame this town, this job, these friends, the truth is it's myself
And I'm trying to understand myself and pinpoint who I am
When I finally get it figured out, I've changed the whole damn plan
Oh, noose
Tied myself in, tied myself too tight
Oh, noose
Tied myself in, tied myself too tight
Talking shit about a pretty sunset
Blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon
Changed my mind so much I can't even trust it
My mind changed me so much I can't even trust myself

Labels:
boredom,
confusion,
frustration,
life,
love,
modest mouse,
routine,
talking shit about a pretty sunset
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Brand New "Failure by Design"
And this is one more sleepless night because we don't believe in filler
Baby, if I could, I'd sit this out
This is a lesson in procrastination
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated
And every single second that I put it off
Means another lonely night I've got to race the clock
What say we go and crash your car?
And every time I leave you go and lock the door.
So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder
I'm another day late & one year older
I'm a failure by design.
Baby, if I could, I'd sit this out
This is a lesson in procrastination
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated
And every single second that I put it off
Means another lonely night I've got to race the clock
What say we go and crash your car?
And every time I leave you go and lock the door.
So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder
I'm another day late & one year older
I'm a failure by design.
Labels:
brand new,
emotion,
failure,
failure by design,
filler,
frustration,
procrastination
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Nevershoutnever! "Happy"
you make me happy whether you know it or not
we should be happy that's what i said from the start
i am so happy knowing you are the one
that i want for the rest of my days
for the rest of my days
your all of my days
your lookin so cool your lookin so fly
i cant deny that when im staring
you down right dead in the eye
i wanna try to be the person you want
the person you need
its hard to conceive
that somebody like you could be with
someone like me
im happy knowing that you are mine
the grass is greener on the other si-ide
the more i think the more i wish
that we could lay here for hours and justa reminisce
uhh ooo ooo
your lookin so fresh
its catching my eye
why oh why did i not see this before
the girl i adore was right in front of me
and now ill take a step back and look in your eye
and ask why it took so long to see
were meant to be
im happy knowing that you are mine
the grass is greener on the other si-ide
the more i think the more i wish
that we could lay here for hours and justa reminisce
on the good, the bad, the ugly
the smiles ,the laughs, the funny,
or all the things we put each other through
its for you for you for youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
you make me happy whether you know it or not
we should be happy thats what i said from the start
i am so happy knowing you are the one
that i want for the rest of my days
for the rest of my days
your all of my days
im happy knowing that you are mine
the grass is greener on the other si-ide
the more i think the more i wish
that we could lay here for hours and justa reminisce
we should be happy that's what i said from the start
i am so happy knowing you are the one
that i want for the rest of my days
for the rest of my days
your all of my days
your lookin so cool your lookin so fly
i cant deny that when im staring
you down right dead in the eye
i wanna try to be the person you want
the person you need
its hard to conceive
that somebody like you could be with
someone like me
im happy knowing that you are mine
the grass is greener on the other si-ide
the more i think the more i wish
that we could lay here for hours and justa reminisce
uhh ooo ooo
your lookin so fresh
its catching my eye
why oh why did i not see this before
the girl i adore was right in front of me
and now ill take a step back and look in your eye
and ask why it took so long to see
were meant to be
im happy knowing that you are mine
the grass is greener on the other si-ide
the more i think the more i wish
that we could lay here for hours and justa reminisce
on the good, the bad, the ugly
the smiles ,the laughs, the funny,
or all the things we put each other through
its for you for you for youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
you make me happy whether you know it or not
we should be happy thats what i said from the start
i am so happy knowing you are the one
that i want for the rest of my days
for the rest of my days
your all of my days
im happy knowing that you are mine
the grass is greener on the other si-ide
the more i think the more i wish
that we could lay here for hours and justa reminisce
Labels:
christofer drew. love,
happy,
life,
nelson,
nevershoutnever,
perfection
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