Saturday, January 26, 2008

Song of the Week



this is a great album, check it out if you haven't already...

Alley Cat
Sherwood
A Different Light

Oh I've been going through a hell of a time
Making sense of all that you left behind
When I arrange it into columns and lines
I always think it's adding up, but it never does
So in the morning maybe I'll be alright
And through the day I'll prepare for the fight
With a fever on a Saturday night
Cause this is giving me the shakes and butterflies, oh

And if you don't stop running you can never breathe
When everything you want is everything you see
But when it comes to decision baby, him or me
Well I hope you can feel the need

What made you an alley cat scratching me?
You dig deep with your nails and flash your teeth
And run off to where your next big meal could be
What made you an alley cat scratching me?
You dig deep with your nails and flash your teeth
And run off because you must be tired of me
Run off because you must be tired of me

And there's a scene I will always replay
At the moment when my hand touched your face
I could see your eyes turning away
But I've been standing my ground with you babe

And if you don't stop running you can never breathe
When everything you want is everything you see
But when it comes to decision baby, him or me
Well I hope you can feel the need

What made you an alley cat scratching me?
You dig deep with your nails and flash your teeth
And run off to where your next big meal could be
What made you an alley cat scratching me?
You dig deep with your nails and flash your teeth
And run off because you must be tired of me
Run off because you must be tired of me

And now I fall in love with somebody everyday
As they step aside when I'm walking by, or smile at something I say
But I promised you it would never get in the way
Of stability but the joke's on me
cause you were the one who got carried away
Oh, you got carried away
Well he carried you away, oh
Carried you away, oh
Carried you away
Carried you away

i saw david bowie in the window

i'm dead tired after my day at inspiration hills, but i love my friends and wish to keep them undated. first off...

brandi
...kinda speaks for itself right? lets face it, siblings can be a nightmare. take last week for example. it was the night after it had started snowing again, so even though my mom and brother had shoveled that morning, there was already and nice little layer of powder on the ground. i told mom that me and brandi would shovel ('cause that's the wonderful little daughter that i am). me and my sister were home alone and after we finished eating, we began piling on the layers for the task ahead. devil-child decides that she doesn't want to wear boots, but instead her big clunky high- heeled ... i don't even know what to call them. so i told her that she needed to wear actual boots, and of course she decided that she didn't want to. i didn't feel like arguing, so i just said fine, i'll shovel by myself. i walked out of the house shutting the door behind me. after getting about 1/8 done with the driveway, i hear the door slam and brandi say, "um, lissa? we're locked out." now if you haven't guessed, it's fuggin freazing outside! we had to finish the driveway then waddle like retarded penguins over to my neighbors house where we phoned my mom. thank heaven they're not creepy people.... well...

inspiration hills
i had a lot of fun so far this weekend. i got back to sioux falls about... 4:52 hours ago. like i said, i am so tired. we left for the retreat at about 6:45 friday night and got there about 7:50. it's a pretty awesome place, completely beautiful in the winter. i wish i had a camera. if you didn't know this, i was asked to bring my guitar and of course that ment playing infront of my confermation-mates. when my youth director called me up, everyone seemed surprised, like "what the hell is she doing?" except not quite that, it was a church group after all. this whole weekend basically consisted of talking, playing guitar, listeing to a drama game that involved a lot of screaming, singing, praying and playing with fire. all in all, it was pretty great.

also, if anyone was wondering about the title, it has a point. we got to inspiration hills by school bus, and there was frost on the window, but it had started to melt in patches. i caught a glimpse of the window across from me in a streetlight and i swear i saw david bowie (more ziggy stardust) in the window. here's kinda what it looked like:

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Song of the Week

um... i should prolly stop making fun of david bowie now, cuz i heard this song on the radio and i kinda like it.

Space Oddity
David Bowie

Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills
and put your helmet on

Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown,
engines on
Check ignition
and may God's love be with you

[spoken]
Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five,
Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff

This is Ground Control
to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule
if you dare

This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating
in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past
one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much
she knows

Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead,
there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....

Here am I floating
round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

why is your sock underneath my bed?

thanks mel. okay um... not really much to talk about. well, actually i'm sure there is, like the fact that mel's sweater guy was wearing VERY short shorts today and i therefore will never be the same again-- but say we shall avoid that topic and just pretend that it never happened.

um... lunch has officially become the most awkward "class" of the day, and that is including reproduction in bio and sex ed in health and wellness. the reason? jordynn and madhie envited kevin to sit at our lunch table. he is situated between zoey and elias (which, as you might well know, is not a safe place).

just to fill in some room here... i felt nausious during study. i was reading, then i began to feel like i was gunna throw up, then my face felt really hot, like feverish and i started shaking. it got better when i sat down at lunch tho so, all's well that end's well.

Friday, January 11, 2008

Song of the Week

okay, this song of the week is off the Juno soundtrack. it is so awesome! we were laughing so hard when we first heard it!

Loose Lips
Kimya Dawson
Juno

Loose lips might sink ships but loose gooses take trips
To San Francisco, double dutch disco
Tech TV hottie, do it for Scotty
Do it for the living and do it for the dead
Do it for the monsters under your bed
Do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom
Broken hearts hurt but they make us strong, and

We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend
That nothing ever happened

We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend
That nothing ever happened

We're just dancing, we're just hugging
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
On the sleeve of how it used to be
How's it gonna be?

I'll drop kick Russell Stover
Move into the starting over house
And know Matt Rouse and Jest
Are watching me achieve my dreams

And we'll pray all damn day, every day
That all this shit our president has got us in will go away
While we strive to figure out a way we can survive
These trying times without losing our minds

So if you wanna burn yourself
Remember that I LOVE YOU
And if you wanna cut yourself
Remember that I LOVE YOU
And if you wanna kill yourself
Remember that I LOVE YOU
Call me up before you're dead
We can make some plans instead
Send me an IM, I'll be your friend

Shysters live from scheme to scheme
And my 3/4 pipe dreams
Are seeming more and more worth fighting for
So I'll curate some situations, make my job a big vacation
And I'll say FUCK BUSH AND FUCK THIS WAR

My war paint is sharpie ink
And I'll show you how much my shit stinks
And ask you what you think
Because your thoughts and words are powerful

They think we're disposable
Well both my thumbs opposable
Are spelled out on a double word
And triple letter score

We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend
That nothing ever happened

We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend
That nothing ever happened

We're just dancing, we're just hugging
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
On the sleeve of how it used to be

Sunday, January 6, 2008

Song of the Week

this is a really good song of the album i just bought by Emery. they lyrics are amazing, but listen to the song, it will rip your face off. (*sigh* poor mr. c and his laundry problems)

Can't Stop the Killer
Emery
I'm Only a Man

You'll raise the daughter
and she'll raise a son
You'll live like two people
that wish they were one
She may not be perfect,
but oh my friend neither are you

You feel like you're waiting
for somebody to
remind you of all the things
that you're supposed to do
Careful what you reach for,
one more step and you're falling through

Your family's a joke
and your job is your life
The time spent without them
is time spent most every night
Get your house in order
'cause it's gonna be a bumpy ride

you can't stop...
you can't stop the killer

you can't stop...
you can't stop the killer

I work my hands
right down to the bone-
still you don't give me what I want
You are so ungrateful,
we're more like a house than a home, oh

Please dear understand,
I'm sorry again for all that I said
How could you leave?
I swear that I'll be a better man

Well, go ahead and run, run,
run from the man with the gun in his hand
Darling I would shoot you before
I would ever let you leave
Oh, dear God

In a certain place I've kept my outs,
one for us both, two for my doubts,
I'm shaking
I'm hollow
because I know how to get this done
so I will be the only to follow,
to follow through

In a certain place I've kept my outs,
one for us both, two for my doubts
I'm shaking
I'm hollow
because I know how to get this done
so I will be the only one to follow,
to follow through with this

You kneel beside her
at the foot of the grave
Your daughter is crying
and you say she's in a better place
She was never perfect,
oh, my friend, neither were you.


go stick your head somewhere and relax!

it's been awhile. can't say that you've missed much (shocking!). ron seems very chipper today though. that's pretty exciting. here's the hightlights of my time away from you.

new year
me and my mom stayed up until past twelve watching The Heartbreak Kid, and 1408. both extremely good, and both rated R. don't let that stop you, they are must sees. i am sorry to say that i have no ny's resolution though. i dunno why. but it's kinda nice, cuz then i can focus on getting better at more then just one thing. i don't think i could choose one resolution anyway.

Juno.
this is a freaken' AWESOMEFUL movie! i am absolutly in love with it, from the faux gansta cachier, down to the rocking indie soundtrack. i love it. ron won't stop talking about it either. i wanna go see it again and again and again and again and again.

money
when the holidays ended i had about 130 dollars. i am now down to 36. i think i misplaced a fifty and i bought a couple hoodies and a couple cds... but still! what happened to it all?!?!?!?!

cds
i feel the need to list the cds that i own. it is very new to me, since i don't usual buy a live copy.

I'm Only a Man - Emery (very good! check song of the week)
Take This to Your Grave - Fall Out Boy
Sawdust - The Killers
One-X - Three Days Grace
A Beaufiful Lie - 30 Seconds to Mars (awwww! <3>

school
i haven listed all of the people that i have classes with, so i'll go through my sceduale quick.

i have first period (biology) with k, jesse, austin, and a girl named morgan. sisky guy was in our class to, but he moved. second period (cardio fitness) i have class with damon, lyssa, and i often see mels sweater guy. third period (english) i have class with kait. four a (study) i have class with zoey ( :] x 10 ), and four b (lunch) i sit with zoey, maddy, maddie, jordynn, rich and elias and his friend. fifth period (band) i have class with maddy and kait, as usual. not that i sit by either.... sixth period (geometry) i have lyssa in my class, but we don't have time to talk. it's these times when i miss sitting next to ron. last period i have health and wellness with grace and damon.

right at this very second
i'm wearing my jared hat and it makes me feel very gangsta

[welcome.]

navigating around the school hallways and seeing the people walk by, i look into their faces. i notice their hair color, whether they wear glasses, what color eyes they have, who they walk with... its corny, but i try to look past all of that, too. once and awhile its nice for someone as shy as me to pass another person in the hall, a complete stranger no less, who dares to make eye contact and sends my heart into flutters. i can't help thinking, "that person saw me." but its not really the act of "seeing" itself, its more the act of "searching," that means most to me. i feel lost. i feel disposable; a picture frame that gets a scratch across the glass and is thrown away, just to be replaced. i don't really have a problem with that, i don't feel like i need to be pitied or ... that i need to seek attention. its the replacement that bothers me. i want to offer something that no one else can, i just haven't found that thing yet. this is just the ramblings of a high school no one who likes to watch rather then do. i like to think of myself as rather quiet, yet excitable and fun to be around. but there's always that underlying feeling of unease and awkwardness, that i've only been able to overcome a few times in my life. i don't want to change who i am. i don't want others to pretend to see in me what they don't. i want people to see the bad side of me, and spend the time searching for the good. i look for the best in others, and often times face the flaws in myself. welcome to my public diary...