You should try listening to "I Am the Avalanche". They seem like your kind of thing. Both of their albums are killer. Just a thought.
i’ve seen them around but i never actually listened to em. they put out a split with the early november that i would listen to, except i only have the early november songs. and i saw on a couple blogs they just released a new album, i’ll have to check em out.
I just want a little bit more little bit more little bit I just need a little bit more time
I thought today was going to be a lot colder, but I guess it’s a start. I think everyone else thought so too, cause all my classrooms today were really hot. My English class is in a basement, and it smells like mothballs by the stairs, it’s pretty nasty and naturally humid. We got essays back today. I got a B+. I should probably be more happy, I wasn’t expecting an A but I figured I just would kinda get it? Does that make sense? Do you ever purposely lower your expectations just for when reality happens you’re not disappointed and actually kinda surprised by how well you did/exceeded your own expectations? I guess I did that, except I didn’t really lower them. I just told that to myself so I could have something to be happy about later. A future investment that didn’t pan out, cause I’m still disappointed. Like Christmas day and you get a shitty gift, and you don’t know whether you’re sad cause you feel like an ungrateful, spoiled shit of a kid or if your present just sucks that bad. I’m in a weird mood where I’m the furthest thing from happy, but not sad I guess. It feels, I don’t know, stupid. I think everything is stupid.
I never fit the pants of a singer, I lack the lungs of a winner. I am failure’s dead ringer, I’ve got the marks of a sinner.
Except I’m not picking myself up by the bootstraps. I’m just kinda wallowing in it. Flailing.
But I guess you, me, and everyone we know lyrics are helping a little.
i just wasted an hour watching an extra credit video for poli sci, and the quiz closed down on october 18th, 2011 at 1:46am. I tried taking the fucking quiz for extra credit at 2:17am. Fucking. bullshit.
and the worst part is, it was a fucking frontline i actually SAW before. i considered just not watching and taking the quiz, but i ended up watching to make sure i’d get a 100. but fucking goddammit the quiz shut down before i could take it. it sucks because i actually need the extra credit, and instead of studying for the test i have tomorrow afternoon, i wasted time watching video for absolutely nothing. i honestly hate everything about this stupid fucking political science class, it’s making my life fucking shitty.
is making this shitty day considerably less shitty.
radio show went alright, and i ate lot of spaghetti, and i was about to go to work when i realized my tire was flat as fuck. the rim was touching the ground. i was kinda freaking out cause i was already late to work. i’m glad my dad taught me one of the few manly things i know how to do, and i’m thankful for being capable of changing a tire (except i forgot to put the parking break on, and my drive way is an incline..if it wasn’t for the old black people across the street sitting in their drive way who said something, my head could have potentially been crushed). except i’m more thankful for my neighbor, Docta B., for having a bike shop next door and he was able to pump up my tire for me with his compressor, and even having a tire repair kit and plugging the hole for me. it’s just a quick fix, i still really need to get a new tire, but i was able to make it to work without being too late. work was really slow though. and now i’m here. studying for a test, about to watch Dateline instead of watching the new Dexter. i wish i got extra credit for watching that instead of stupid Dateline.
but like i said, the new mayer hawthorne is really good. check that shit out.
i love songs with really strong choruses, and that’s one of the reasons i love pop punk so much. there’s so many good pop punk songs that have really well-written, super catchy choruses that get stuck in your head and stick with you all day. i really really wish i would have gotten the tour edition of this time next year’s new album. i think this song would even sound better on vinyl.
you know when you stumble onto something and it totally and completely relates perfectly to exactly how you feel?
just experienced that doing homework, reading joyce.
just a little paragraph from his short story “A Painful Case”. I’ve read and reread it over and over again in the past hour, just because it’s so sickeningly beautiful.
"He looked down the slope and, at the base, in the shadow of the wall in the Park, he saw some human figures lying. Those venal and furtive loves filled him with despair. He gnawed the rectitude of his life; he felt that he had been the outcast from life’s feast. One human being had seemed to love him and he had denied her life and happiness: he had sentenced her to ignominy, a death of shame. He knew that the prostrate creatures down by the wall were watching him and wished him gone. No one wanted him; he was outcast of life’s feast. He turned his eyes to they grey gleaming river, winding along towards Dublin. Beyond the river he saw a goods train winding out of Kingsbridge Station, like a worm with a fiery head winding through the darkness, obstinately and laboriously. It passed slowly and out of sight; but still he heard in his ears the laborious drone of the engine reiterating the syllables of her name."
Just finished the first episode to the new season of Dexter
I feel relieved cause I liked it. I forgot that Colin Hanks is in this season, which I’m stoked for. I remember reading about it awhile ago but completely forgot till he showed up in the episode. He’s already so much better than stupid Julia Stiles, who almost ruined Dexter for me. But hopefully this season is solid, I’m pretty intrigued already. We’ll see what happens next week. I have season 3 of Breaking Bad to tie me over in the mean time.
because there’s a switch that gets hit and it all stops making sense and in the middle of drinks maybe the fifth or sixth i’m completely alone at a table of friends i feel nothing for them i feel nothing nothing
That was pretty mean actually and I feel kinda bad. I'm just cranky.
I overslept for my 10am today. I stayed up too late writing a modern irish lit essay (it’s badass though). I have a poli sci test in less than two hours. I ate too much pizza. I keep running into people I don’t want to see. I’ve been wearing the same dirty jeans for like 9 days in a row cause I just cannot find my other pair. Like what the fuck. I think they’re in cypress. Or gone forever. But as soon as this test I’m going to urban and buying like 3 pairs of jeans cause I’m so mad. Or maybe I’ll take a nap first. And then do that.
by this girl wearing a kafayabe wrapped around her head/face and a beanie, with stupid metallic blue skullcandy headphones hanging from her neck, eating peas with her fucking fingers right in front of me. I hate going to the dining hall for precisely this reason. What is wrong with people. It grossed me out so much I had to pull out my phone and tumble about it. I wanted to take a picture and then punch her in her stupid face. I hope I never see her again as long as I live.