Thursday, March 27, 2008

aftermath...

well, the concert was absolutely amazing. i am covered in brusies, can't really think straight and i'm trying very hard to forget the feeling of being pushed into large sweaty people w/o shirts. and my left eye's being kinda twitchy. but it's all good. all the bands were really great. just seeing my mom in the middle of a mosh was worth it. even if we did loose our spots at the front to go and get water... haha just for those who didn't know this, here's a band list. they added a band to start the show too...

Neverset
Seether
Breaking Benjamin
Three Days Grace


if you don't know them (which you most likely do), check them out *sigh* i have to go, i have things to do... (arent you curious?) i think i can... O YES! I CAN! here's a couple videos from the concert! enjoy

nvm i'll upload later

Monday, March 24, 2008

CONCERT TOMORROW!

erm... concert tomorrow! YAY!!!

Saturday, March 22, 2008

hm...

so... not much going on. i guess i could talk about the car "incident," but i'm sure by now that all people who read my blog know by now. ask if you don't a guess. um, yea. we finished romeo and juliet last week. that was pretty special. i actually enjoyed watching it, hidden meanings and all. yeah, you know what i mean. i've spent quite a bit of time lately watching comedy acts on VOD. can i just say that EVERYTHING GETS DIRTY. its terrible. i've thought about stopping but... hehe, don't think like that (mel, kait), i fast-forward. there are also alot of concerts coming up that i'm hoping i will get to attend. the tickets that we have already purchesed for the TDG concert are housed in my mom's underwear drawer for the time being. that's one place brandi won't look. my cousins are in town (i still don't quite know why) and we rented some movies last night (across the universe + american gangster). we watched across the universe until 1135 last night. i wasn't tired at all. but you do tend to notice how long a movie is when you have to pee half way through. i didn't get up tho, i didn't want to miss anything. plus i was looking for Bono the whole time.

well, i'm gunna go and most likely play sims. maybe i could get someone to take me to plato's closet, even though i have no money. :D

xoxo [.liss.]

p.s. i am sad to mention that the posse are attending a funeral right now. sam's grandma passed away. keep them in your thoughts!

Song of the Week

last one i swear... i can't resist this one

The Kill
30 Seconds to Mars
A Beautiful Lie

What if I wanted to break
Laugh it all off in your face
What would you do? (Oh, oh)
What if I fell to the floor
Couldn't take all this anymore
What would you do, do, do?

Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you

What if I wanted to fight
Beg for the rest of my life
What would you do?
You say you wanted more
What are you waiting for?
I'm not running from you (from you)

Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you

I tried to be someone else
But nothing seemed to change
I know now, this is who I really am inside.
Finally found myself
Fighting for a chance.
I know now, this is who I really am.

Ah, ah
Oh, oh
Ah, ah

Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you, you, you.
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you

Come break me down (bury me, bury me)
Break me down (bury me, bury me)
Break me down (bury me, bury me)

(You say you wanted more)
What if I wanted to break...?
(What are you waiting for?)
Bury me, bury me
(I'm not running from you)
What if I
What if I
What if I
What if I
Bury me, bury me

hm... seems shorter then it used to




[just for your entertainment]

Song of the Week

Williamsburg
Armor for Sleep
Smile for Them

Hold your own jacket please
I'm not in the mood
Millions of trains under the ground
This city was the blueprint for hell

Passed out, sleeping at your party
Dream of leaving in the morning
You will all die in Williamsburg
Too hip to even clean your nose out
Your grave is pulling at your pants now
You will all die in Williamsburg

Bored again
Watching the rats
Eat all your food
At least you'll be used to
The place you'll be soon
This city was the blueprint for hell

Passed out, sleeping at your party
Dream of leaving in the morning
You will all die in Williamsburg
Too hip to even clean your nose out
Your grave is pulling at your pants now
You will all die in Williamsburg

Do you know how obvious you are?
You were born in New Hampshire
but you say you're from the O.C.
Brooklyn's a death bed
For clones of the same kid
Stuck in the party
That was lame to begin with
Yeah, yeah lame to begin with

At least you'll be used to
The place you'll be
This city was the blueprint for hell

Passed out, sleeping at your party
Dream of leaving in the morning
You will all die in Williamsburg
Too hip to even clean your nose out
Your grave is pulling at your pants now
You will all die in Williamsburg

You will all die

Song of the Week

i have no clue how long it's been since i did a song of the week, so i might just do however many i feel like. :D i'll start with one of my favorite songs of all time. i still get butterflies in my stomach (maw?) every time i hear it.

Famous Last Words
My Chemical Romance
The Black Parade

Now I know,
That I can't make you stay.
But where's your heart?
But where's your heart?
But where's your,

And I know.
There's nothing I can say.
To change that part.
To change that part.
To change.

So many,
Bright lights they cast a shadow,
But can I speak?
Well is it hard understanding,
I'm incomplete?
A life that's so demanding,
I get so weak.
A love that's so demanding,
I can't speak.

I am not afraid to keep on living,
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Tell me if you stay I'll be forgiven,
Nothing you can say can stop me going home.

Can you see?
My eyes are shining bright,
'Cause I'm out here, on the other side,
Of a jet black hotel mirror,
And I'm so weak.
Is it hard understanding?
I'm incomplete.
A love that's so demanding,
I get weak.

I am not afraid to keep on living,
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Tell me if you stay I'll be forgiven,
Nothing you can say can stop me going home.

I am not afraid to keep on living,
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Tell me if you stay I'll be forgiven,

Nothing you can say can stop me going home.

These bright lights have always blinded me.
These bright lights have always blinded me.

I say.

I see you lying next to me,
With words I thought I'd never speak,
Awake, and unafraid.
Asleep, or dead.

'Cause I see you lying next to me,
With words I thought I'd never speak,
Awake, and unafraid.
Asleep, or dead.

'Cause I see you lying next to me,
With words I thought I'd never speak,
Awake, and unafraid.
Asleep, or dead.

'Cause I see you lying next to me,
With words I thought I'd never speak,
Awake, and unafraid.

Asleep, or dead...

I am not afraid to keep on living,
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Tell me if you stay I'll be forgiven,
Nothing you can say can stop me going home.

I am not afraid to keep on living,
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven,
Nothing you can say can stop me going home.

I am not afraid to keep on living,
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven,
Nothing you can say can stop me going home.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

hours to burn

so this weekend my mom took me to the mall, and it actually wasn't that bad! our original destination was jc penny to look for red skinny jeans for the TDG concert, but of course that didn't happen. after driving around in the parking lot named after flowers like "pansy," "daffodil" and "rose" for about 10 minutes, we squeezed into a small spot between a hummer and an suv. walking to the door we passed this very tall, very skinny scary looking kid wearing mels panic! sweatshirt and a long white and black scarf. he looked german. so, inside jc penny we started looking around for the jeans i had heard of, and we found them. but they were neither very red, or very skinny. it was kinda sad. we were about to ask the lady at the customer services desk if they had any other colored skinny jeans, when ron texted. he was ticked off cuz he couldn't find his car keys, and he needed to go pick up scott (who was stuck in the middle of nowhere with an overheated car). we rushed home to help, only to have mom pick up the first thing she sees and find the keys. *sigh* we went back to the mall.

instead of heading directly back to the mall, we made a stop at crossroads to pick out my confirmation ring. it think we made a good choice. its sterling silver with the words "i am the way, the truth and the life," inscribed on it in greek. we have to wait four to six weeks for it to arrive, because we had to order one to fit my chubby fingers.

at the mall, we went in a different door and proceeded to check nearly every store for skinny jeans. first stop was obviously hot topic. i found a nice pair of black skinny jeans, and nice maroon pair, but my mom thought i should wait to see if we can find actual red ones, so... no luck. we continued looking. of course along the way we picked up a skirt and a sweater for my confirmation (you have to dress very nicely) and a pair of gray jeans at old navy. when i went into the fitting rooms, i saw this guy putting the regected clothes on hangers. i knew right away that it was andrew- besides the fact that he was wearing pinstriped skinny pants. as we were leaving there, the alarm went off. we were allowed out. its not like we stole anything. but we continued to set off the alarms in EVERY SINGLE STORE AFTER THAT! they only time it didn't was when mom was holding the bag entering another store. i took the bag back after that, thinking that it would stop now. nope. of course not. as soon as i had it, it went off again.

we went back home and watched angalina jolie and denzel washington in a movie called the bone collecter, (very good btw). after that we flipped to fuse and caught 15 minutes of the hills have a two, a very nasty and disturbing horror flick about the mutants wanting to "repopulate." rather than stay and watch that, we headed to walgreens to buy mom some marshmellow easter eggs that she'd been craving. and the moment we entered the store, the alarms went off. and by now i had changed all of my clothes except for my jacket. they seemed very suspisious of us after that. they made us pay at the make-up counter, which prolly had a better view of the security camera. however, the alarm didn't go off going out.

since blockbuster was right next door, and mom and i are just the regular fun seekers, we decided to rent the new movie with hayden christiansen that just came out, called "awake." it is uber-feirce, in that dark and twisted kind of way. definatly recommended. ron came home with scott right after the movie. scott had to spend the night because him mom is out of town. when we woke up this morning, ron had to work so me and scott played super smash bros malee for over 3 hours.

*sigh* this has been a very long post, but be glad, because this will prolly be the last time i have to anything to post about for a while. i'm getting kinda tired tho. no matter what the time says at the end of this post, it is actually past 8 pm.

i'll try not to set off any alarms while i'm away...

Song of the Week



this is a song that was covered by jeff buckley, and was sung on american idol last week. i forgot how much i loved it until i heard it again...

Hallelujah
Jeff Buckley
Grace

i heard there was a secret chord
that david played and it pleased the lord
but you don't really care for music, do you
well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth
the minor fall and the major lift
the baffled king composing hallelujah

hallelujah...

well your faith was strong but you needed proof
you saw her bathing on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the hallelujah

hallelujah...

baby i've been here before
i've seen this room and i've walked this floor
i used to live alone before i knew you
i've seen your flag on the marble arch
but love is not a victory march
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

hallelujah...

well there was a time when you let me know
what's really going on below
but now you never show that to me do you
but remember when i moved in you
and the holy dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah

well, maybe there's a god above
but all i've ever learned from love
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
it's not a cry that you hear at night
it's not somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

hallelujah...

[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...