Oh yeah! Bleach, Philmore, and Hollund were all great too! Every band was great!
Life has been "softer to me"
First of all, I started school today. It went great! I really like my classes thus far. I had English 102 and College Strategies 150 this morning. Later tonight, I'll go to Cinema 201. That will be a whole lot of fun too.
However, I gotta talk about my weekend. Saturday in particular. You see, earlier, I mentioned that I was going to see relientK on the 28th and I was totally stoked to see them. Well, my friend was sposed to buy me and three of my friends tickets. Well, due to a miscommunication, she thought I'd already bought them and therefore, only bought one for herself. Apparently, someone told her that I had already bought the tickets I needed, and unfortunately, my friend failed to call me and check to see if it were true. So, come Friday, I call her to ask if our tickets were in from the mail and I find out that my friends and I are completely without. I was shocked... I didn't know what to do...
I had been reading Matt Theissen's tour journal every single day, and I was so happy to hear when he wrote that each show of the Back to the Few Tour had sold out! I thought, Wow! They totally deserve it! They're so awesome! But after I discovered I was without tickets, I became paniced and called my three friends. Two of them were ok with the situation and didn't mind not going. My third friend was as equally upset as I was and didn't want to give up. So we called Graceland in Seattle, where the show would be, and asked if they would be selling at the door. They were sold out. TicketMaster was our next attempt, but they were out too. They told us to try RiteAid, so we did, and they were out too. We'd tried everyone and came up with nothing. I thought I'd lost... I was so sad.
Saturday morning came and I woke up still depressed from the previous day. My friend called me and suggested that we go to Seattle, despite our lack of tickets, and try to find people with spares. I agreed to go and prayed to God, asking Him to provide us two tickets. We left really early so that we could ask each person as they came into line. While my friend ran around asking each person as they arrived, I stuck in line, saving our place. While I stood there, my best friend, Leah, who moved to Canada for school, called me on my cell phone with a surprise.
"I'm here! In Washington! I'm coming to the show!"
Of course, I couldn't believe it! Not only that, but I was so sad! I still didn't have tickets and here came my best friend to see the show, and I wouldn't be able to go in with her. So, I told her the situation and she replied, "I have a spare! I have one! You can have it! But you'll still need to find one more." I was SO happy! I couldn't believe it! I had a ticket! So I told my friend, and she was overjoyed! And more determined to find someone with a single ticket. She kept searching.
In the meantime, her friend Josh called to see if he could join as at the show! He didn't have a ticket! So we decided to continue our search for two. About ten minutes before the doors opened for the show, my friend found two tickets. Two! Josh came and joined us and so did Leah! I got my ticket and so did my friend, and even Josh got a ticket! We all got into the show! And not only did we get in, but because we were some of the first to get into line, we ended up making the first row in the moshpit. We were as close to the bands as you could get. I could reach up and touch all the guitars and the band members handed us bottled waters. I currently have two black bruises on both of my hips from being pressed against the edge of the stage--they are my very special souvenirs taken away from one amazingly rad show.
God totally provided for us! He cared for our most simple desire and I am totally blown away by His grace! We could not have gotten in had God not led us to people with spare tickets. And I am incredibly overjoyed that I didn't have to miss the show. I dunno what I would be writing now had I not gone to see it. Nothing but sadness and tears, of course.
But that's my story! Isn't it the greatest?! God is so hardcore! I love Him!
First of all, I started school today. It went great! I really like my classes thus far. I had English 102 and College Strategies 150 this morning. Later tonight, I'll go to Cinema 201. That will be a whole lot of fun too.
However, I gotta talk about my weekend. Saturday in particular. You see, earlier, I mentioned that I was going to see relientK on the 28th and I was totally stoked to see them. Well, my friend was sposed to buy me and three of my friends tickets. Well, due to a miscommunication, she thought I'd already bought them and therefore, only bought one for herself. Apparently, someone told her that I had already bought the tickets I needed, and unfortunately, my friend failed to call me and check to see if it were true. So, come Friday, I call her to ask if our tickets were in from the mail and I find out that my friends and I are completely without. I was shocked... I didn't know what to do...
I had been reading Matt Theissen's tour journal every single day, and I was so happy to hear when he wrote that each show of the Back to the Few Tour had sold out! I thought, Wow! They totally deserve it! They're so awesome! But after I discovered I was without tickets, I became paniced and called my three friends. Two of them were ok with the situation and didn't mind not going. My third friend was as equally upset as I was and didn't want to give up. So we called Graceland in Seattle, where the show would be, and asked if they would be selling at the door. They were sold out. TicketMaster was our next attempt, but they were out too. They told us to try RiteAid, so we did, and they were out too. We'd tried everyone and came up with nothing. I thought I'd lost... I was so sad.
Saturday morning came and I woke up still depressed from the previous day. My friend called me and suggested that we go to Seattle, despite our lack of tickets, and try to find people with spares. I agreed to go and prayed to God, asking Him to provide us two tickets. We left really early so that we could ask each person as they came into line. While my friend ran around asking each person as they arrived, I stuck in line, saving our place. While I stood there, my best friend, Leah, who moved to Canada for school, called me on my cell phone with a surprise.
"I'm here! In Washington! I'm coming to the show!"
Of course, I couldn't believe it! Not only that, but I was so sad! I still didn't have tickets and here came my best friend to see the show, and I wouldn't be able to go in with her. So, I told her the situation and she replied, "I have a spare! I have one! You can have it! But you'll still need to find one more." I was SO happy! I couldn't believe it! I had a ticket! So I told my friend, and she was overjoyed! And more determined to find someone with a single ticket. She kept searching.
In the meantime, her friend Josh called to see if he could join as at the show! He didn't have a ticket! So we decided to continue our search for two. About ten minutes before the doors opened for the show, my friend found two tickets. Two! Josh came and joined us and so did Leah! I got my ticket and so did my friend, and even Josh got a ticket! We all got into the show! And not only did we get in, but because we were some of the first to get into line, we ended up making the first row in the moshpit. We were as close to the bands as you could get. I could reach up and touch all the guitars and the band members handed us bottled waters. I currently have two black bruises on both of my hips from being pressed against the edge of the stage--they are my very special souvenirs taken away from one amazingly rad show.
God totally provided for us! He cared for our most simple desire and I am totally blown away by His grace! We could not have gotten in had God not led us to people with spare tickets. And I am incredibly overjoyed that I didn't have to miss the show. I dunno what I would be writing now had I not gone to see it. Nothing but sadness and tears, of course.
But that's my story! Isn't it the greatest?! God is so hardcore! I love Him!
I wrote a song today called "Come to Me". It's good.
It dawned on me today that school starts on Monday. I kept reminding myself that it did, but it didn't actually occur to me until today... Do you ever do that?
Anyways, I am pretty excited about it though. I'm taking a fairly heavy course load and I think it's gonna be pretty tough, but for the most part, I think it's gonna be tons of fun. Tons of homework, but fun nonetheless. I guess I'm looking forward to writing more and learning subjects like Cinema 101 where I'll learn about camera angles and lighting and the whole movie-making formula.
I'll also be riding my bike to school everyday, which will definitely be interesting due to the fact that it rains nine months out of the year here in Washington. But I will persevere. I shall not be defeated.
...Moving on. Today was sleepish. Nothing really happened. I slept in late, finally got up, took a shower, did some cleaning, went outside occasionally, but other than that, did nothing much throughout the day. I accomplished nothing. I took Nate to Guitar Center, dinked around with some of the stuff, but we were quickly away because we had to return home in time to escape certain wrath from an impatient mother. However, in itself, it was quite fun, and that's basically the whole in what happened today.
Hopefully, tomorrow will be different. I'll wake up, take Kyle to school, then quickly drive to the slough, where I will rip out my bike and test ride to the campus. I need to check to see how long it will take me to arrive from downtown Woo-Town to the front door of my first class.
Wish me luck! Happy flying!
It dawned on me today that school starts on Monday. I kept reminding myself that it did, but it didn't actually occur to me until today... Do you ever do that?
Anyways, I am pretty excited about it though. I'm taking a fairly heavy course load and I think it's gonna be pretty tough, but for the most part, I think it's gonna be tons of fun. Tons of homework, but fun nonetheless. I guess I'm looking forward to writing more and learning subjects like Cinema 101 where I'll learn about camera angles and lighting and the whole movie-making formula.
I'll also be riding my bike to school everyday, which will definitely be interesting due to the fact that it rains nine months out of the year here in Washington. But I will persevere. I shall not be defeated.
...Moving on. Today was sleepish. Nothing really happened. I slept in late, finally got up, took a shower, did some cleaning, went outside occasionally, but other than that, did nothing much throughout the day. I accomplished nothing. I took Nate to Guitar Center, dinked around with some of the stuff, but we were quickly away because we had to return home in time to escape certain wrath from an impatient mother. However, in itself, it was quite fun, and that's basically the whole in what happened today.
Hopefully, tomorrow will be different. I'll wake up, take Kyle to school, then quickly drive to the slough, where I will rip out my bike and test ride to the campus. I need to check to see how long it will take me to arrive from downtown Woo-Town to the front door of my first class.
Wish me luck! Happy flying!
I wanna live happily ever after.
I am in the oddest mind-state lately. It's not really bad, but not really great either. In fact, it kinda sucks... However, I did enjoy my day today because I spent it in my room, lying across my bed, reading, writing, and watching old Disney cartoons. Last night, I read one of my favorite books of all time in it's entirety--Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine. Each time I read that book, I feel empowered, passionate, and moved as a human being. It's simply a great story.
The reason I began this post the way I did is simply because I think I'm tired. I'm up every night really late because I just can't get to sleep very well. Last night, I was up until 4:00 AM, just lying in bed, flipping channels, and waiting to feel tired enough, more so safe enough, to actually turn out the light and go to sleep. I wish I could turn the light out whenever I wanted, but I can't. Not unless I'm so tired that my eyelids cannot stay open any longer. That's when I feel safe to turn out the light, turn off the TV, and actually turn over onto my side and attain sleephood.
I was telling my friend that I think it's simply a current state-of-mind that will pass in time and I just have to stay patient with it and myself. I'd like to think I'm not the only one with the problem I seem to be having, but thus far, have yet to meet someone who is as willing to talk about is as I am.
Anyways... Tomorrow should be fun. Nate is coming over before work so he and I can head over to Guitar Center and pick up his recently repaired classical. We are going really early because we are also going to play with all the... toys. I walk into that store and it's a challenge getting back out. They have so much cool stuff! Most of which I desire and dream will one day be mine! Plus, even though I consider myself more of an electric buff, I seriously dig the acoustic room. That place is such a blast!
Well, sweet dreams!
I am in the oddest mind-state lately. It's not really bad, but not really great either. In fact, it kinda sucks... However, I did enjoy my day today because I spent it in my room, lying across my bed, reading, writing, and watching old Disney cartoons. Last night, I read one of my favorite books of all time in it's entirety--Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine. Each time I read that book, I feel empowered, passionate, and moved as a human being. It's simply a great story.
The reason I began this post the way I did is simply because I think I'm tired. I'm up every night really late because I just can't get to sleep very well. Last night, I was up until 4:00 AM, just lying in bed, flipping channels, and waiting to feel tired enough, more so safe enough, to actually turn out the light and go to sleep. I wish I could turn the light out whenever I wanted, but I can't. Not unless I'm so tired that my eyelids cannot stay open any longer. That's when I feel safe to turn out the light, turn off the TV, and actually turn over onto my side and attain sleephood.
I was telling my friend that I think it's simply a current state-of-mind that will pass in time and I just have to stay patient with it and myself. I'd like to think I'm not the only one with the problem I seem to be having, but thus far, have yet to meet someone who is as willing to talk about is as I am.
Anyways... Tomorrow should be fun. Nate is coming over before work so he and I can head over to Guitar Center and pick up his recently repaired classical. We are going really early because we are also going to play with all the... toys. I walk into that store and it's a challenge getting back out. They have so much cool stuff! Most of which I desire and dream will one day be mine! Plus, even though I consider myself more of an electric buff, I seriously dig the acoustic room. That place is such a blast!
Well, sweet dreams!
Long feathered friends...
I went to see The Four Feathers for the second time last night. I went with good friends Sarah, Molly, Nate, and little brother Kyle. It was definetely fun and I liked doing something together for a change. I'm constantly hanging out with the same friends, and I've neglected the ones that are normally close by. So going to the movie was great fun and I got to know Nate better, as well. He works for mom now and he's gonna be a great friend of a long time, I think. He's one of those guys who I don't think I'll lose touch with, even after I move out of the house and living in Canada. I wouldn't even be surprised if he and some others came to visit me sometime or something. He's simply that cool of a guy.
It was funny because before Stephanie left for college, she got to meet Nate and she came to me later that night and explained that he was the "hottest" guy she'd ever seen. I just laughed it off, but she was serious and kept saying, "Carly!" and I kept saying back, "What?!" And then she continued, "Don't you think so?!?!" And I said, "Uh, not really." That boggled her mind, but I was being totally honest. And I'm sort of glad because right now, it's fun having him for a friend and I'm trying really hard to guard my heart from getting involved with any guy. He's so passionate for God, which is a very attractive characteristic for me, but I'm holding out for reasons that are both my own and others'. My mom doesn't want me to like him like that because he works for her and then things would just be weird. And I don't want to like him because I am waiting to be pursued. I've been the pursuer my whole life and I'm tired of it. I am "worthy of being pursued," so I've basically quit trying to find out if a guy might be interested.
Well, I'm off to draw funny things and add ugly pictures to my collage-wall. Much love for everyone! jeffersonair.
PS. The Four Feathers is such an awesome movie! I loved it! Go see it! What a beautiful story! Loyalty, honor, friendship! It's all in there. Go see it, and if you don't have money, sneak in! It's worth the trouble!
I went to see The Four Feathers for the second time last night. I went with good friends Sarah, Molly, Nate, and little brother Kyle. It was definetely fun and I liked doing something together for a change. I'm constantly hanging out with the same friends, and I've neglected the ones that are normally close by. So going to the movie was great fun and I got to know Nate better, as well. He works for mom now and he's gonna be a great friend of a long time, I think. He's one of those guys who I don't think I'll lose touch with, even after I move out of the house and living in Canada. I wouldn't even be surprised if he and some others came to visit me sometime or something. He's simply that cool of a guy.
It was funny because before Stephanie left for college, she got to meet Nate and she came to me later that night and explained that he was the "hottest" guy she'd ever seen. I just laughed it off, but she was serious and kept saying, "Carly!" and I kept saying back, "What?!" And then she continued, "Don't you think so?!?!" And I said, "Uh, not really." That boggled her mind, but I was being totally honest. And I'm sort of glad because right now, it's fun having him for a friend and I'm trying really hard to guard my heart from getting involved with any guy. He's so passionate for God, which is a very attractive characteristic for me, but I'm holding out for reasons that are both my own and others'. My mom doesn't want me to like him like that because he works for her and then things would just be weird. And I don't want to like him because I am waiting to be pursued. I've been the pursuer my whole life and I'm tired of it. I am "worthy of being pursued," so I've basically quit trying to find out if a guy might be interested.
Well, I'm off to draw funny things and add ugly pictures to my collage-wall. Much love for everyone! jeffersonair.
PS. The Four Feathers is such an awesome movie! I loved it! Go see it! What a beautiful story! Loyalty, honor, friendship! It's all in there. Go see it, and if you don't have money, sneak in! It's worth the trouble!
There are times when I'm listening to one of my CD's, and suddenly, a song will hit me really hard. Despite how ever many times I've heard it before, I'll still be floored by the message it conveys. I was listening to relientK's "Anatomony..." yesterday and listening to Matt T. playing the following worship song and how often I feel the same way he feels in the song. I can relate to it so much, especially at night time because that's when I feel most along and most faint.
"For The Moments I Feel Faint"
Relient K
Am I at the point of no improvement?
What of the death I still dwell in?
I try to excel, but I feel no movement.
Can I be free of this unreleasable sin?
[Chorus]
Never underestimate my Jesus.
You're telling me that there's no hope.
I'm telling you your wrong.
Never underestimate my Jesus
When the world around you crumbles
He will be strong, He will be strong
I throw up my hands
"Oh, the impossibilities"
Frustrated and tired
Where do I go from here?
Now I'm searching for the confidence I've lost so willingly
Overcoming these obstacles is overcoming my fear
[Chorus]
Never underestimate my Jesus.
You're telling me that there's no hope.
I'm telling you your wrong.
Never underestimate my Jesus
When the world around you crumbles
He will be strong, He will be strong
[Bridge]
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
Gather my insufficiencies and
place them in your hands, place them in your hands, place them in your hands
I'm so glad I am seeing them next Saturday! It is going to be such an amazing show!!! Ah! It's gonna be so awesome!
"For The Moments I Feel Faint"
Relient K
Am I at the point of no improvement?
What of the death I still dwell in?
I try to excel, but I feel no movement.
Can I be free of this unreleasable sin?
[Chorus]
Never underestimate my Jesus.
You're telling me that there's no hope.
I'm telling you your wrong.
Never underestimate my Jesus
When the world around you crumbles
He will be strong, He will be strong
I throw up my hands
"Oh, the impossibilities"
Frustrated and tired
Where do I go from here?
Now I'm searching for the confidence I've lost so willingly
Overcoming these obstacles is overcoming my fear
[Chorus]
Never underestimate my Jesus.
You're telling me that there's no hope.
I'm telling you your wrong.
Never underestimate my Jesus
When the world around you crumbles
He will be strong, He will be strong
[Bridge]
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
Gather my insufficiencies and
place them in your hands, place them in your hands, place them in your hands
I'm so glad I am seeing them next Saturday! It is going to be such an amazing show!!! Ah! It's gonna be so awesome!
I fell on my buttocks eight times tonight...
We went ice skating tonight and it was totally rad. I have some cool friends! The other day, I was totally having a pity-party, but that's always a temporary state-of-mind. Dude, I have friends! Don't get me wrong! But they're new friends. The friends I have since made since all the most important, closest friends left. I guess now, with these new friends, when I go a few days not having seen any of them, I get a little down... I guess I just miss them a whole bunch, along with all my missing-in-action friends. I had no idea that graduating from high school would be this mind-boggling... You know how growing up with really close friends in elementary school and junior high, the thought of everyone attending the same school seems like the easiest thing for people to do, but in the end, it so isn't! They should have a school that specializes in everything because, for serious now, there are some people who simply do not wish to part. I guess that's the reality of life, though, huh?
On a different note, I've been looking at vans for sale. Cool living-room type vans--the kind that you can sleep and eat in. Basically, it's your bedroom on wheels! And I totally dig that idea! I would love to live that way! Because, well, the thought of not traveling and playing music with a band just gets me down some. So, whenever I see a really sweet, well-broken-in van, I cannot help but desire it, long for it, need it...
Well goodnight everyone. It's really late and I am mass tired. I only got 1.75 hours of sleep last night and I just worked out a hefty amount at the ice rink... So I am totally swiped. Later! Fly safely!
We went ice skating tonight and it was totally rad. I have some cool friends! The other day, I was totally having a pity-party, but that's always a temporary state-of-mind. Dude, I have friends! Don't get me wrong! But they're new friends. The friends I have since made since all the most important, closest friends left. I guess now, with these new friends, when I go a few days not having seen any of them, I get a little down... I guess I just miss them a whole bunch, along with all my missing-in-action friends. I had no idea that graduating from high school would be this mind-boggling... You know how growing up with really close friends in elementary school and junior high, the thought of everyone attending the same school seems like the easiest thing for people to do, but in the end, it so isn't! They should have a school that specializes in everything because, for serious now, there are some people who simply do not wish to part. I guess that's the reality of life, though, huh?
On a different note, I've been looking at vans for sale. Cool living-room type vans--the kind that you can sleep and eat in. Basically, it's your bedroom on wheels! And I totally dig that idea! I would love to live that way! Because, well, the thought of not traveling and playing music with a band just gets me down some. So, whenever I see a really sweet, well-broken-in van, I cannot help but desire it, long for it, need it...
Well goodnight everyone. It's really late and I am mass tired. I only got 1.75 hours of sleep last night and I just worked out a hefty amount at the ice rink... So I am totally swiped. Later! Fly safely!
I'm a blue Thing.
Check this out! I took this quiz about what muppet I would be, that is, if I were a muppet, and these are the results I got! I kinda like them...
Check this out! I took this quiz about what muppet I would be, that is, if I were a muppet, and these are the results I got! I kinda like them...
 | You are Gonzo! |
Dude! You'd never have guessed that only TWO seconds after I posted this, guess who popped on the radio... DAH!!!!
I was working by myself in the barn tonight, cleaning and doing all that nasty stuff, and listening to serious techno music and dancing stoopidly because no one was watching. It was quite fun because I could not help but laugh at myself while I "did my thing." And just about the entire time, I was thinking about how much I wish I were a true punk. Seriously now, I wish I could pull it off. The black chuck's, the dickies, the thrift shirts and the whacked hair, but holy crud, do I suck! I'm thinking about totally splurging and heading over to the mall and buy some way expensive dickies pants and shorts and then buying the three-row belt that I've wanted ever since Leah got one and upped me on my double-row... I was thinking about doing the whole weird colored sock thing with black or red chucks and wearing dickie shorts or something... Yeah, I know, totally Avril Livigne, or however you spell her name, but you know she wasn't the one who invented the style! I really can't stand the chick... I mean, she is an awesome singer and she dresses way boss, but if you actually listened to her songs without having ever seen what that girl looked like, you know you'd automatically think she was another Britney or Mandy! You know it's true! She doesn't sing punk! She's a total pop star! Not only that, but they use things like the guitar and skateboarding to make her look cooler than who she really is. Dude, I know how to play the guitar and that girl, she may know a couple open chords and ANYONE can play a powerchord, but I wouldn't say she's a talent. And I read an interview and I think the only skate trick she can do is an... shoot, I dunno how to spell it. I'm not a skater. It's an "ali" or whatever. That trick where you jump up, the skateboard comes up off the ground, and then goes back down. Yeah, that one, and that's it. But the media plays that up and suddenly she's this totally rebellious skater chick who goes against the grain and isn't afraid to stand up for herself. Ok, so I may have Avril-envy, but can you blame me!? I'm not afraid to admit it, that chick has just about everything I want and I feel like I deserve it more than she does, but I'll get that out of my head is just a few seconds... It's doesn't take long for me to realize that, well, dude, God thinks I'm totally rad and that's enough, and maybe He'll lead me into a place where I am admired and recognized for the things that I really CAN do! I'll just pray and hope that those are the things He wants for me and that if they're not, I will be happy no matter what. Ok, I think I've vented enough. Later all!
I was working by myself in the barn tonight, cleaning and doing all that nasty stuff, and listening to serious techno music and dancing stoopidly because no one was watching. It was quite fun because I could not help but laugh at myself while I "did my thing." And just about the entire time, I was thinking about how much I wish I were a true punk. Seriously now, I wish I could pull it off. The black chuck's, the dickies, the thrift shirts and the whacked hair, but holy crud, do I suck! I'm thinking about totally splurging and heading over to the mall and buy some way expensive dickies pants and shorts and then buying the three-row belt that I've wanted ever since Leah got one and upped me on my double-row... I was thinking about doing the whole weird colored sock thing with black or red chucks and wearing dickie shorts or something... Yeah, I know, totally Avril Livigne, or however you spell her name, but you know she wasn't the one who invented the style! I really can't stand the chick... I mean, she is an awesome singer and she dresses way boss, but if you actually listened to her songs without having ever seen what that girl looked like, you know you'd automatically think she was another Britney or Mandy! You know it's true! She doesn't sing punk! She's a total pop star! Not only that, but they use things like the guitar and skateboarding to make her look cooler than who she really is. Dude, I know how to play the guitar and that girl, she may know a couple open chords and ANYONE can play a powerchord, but I wouldn't say she's a talent. And I read an interview and I think the only skate trick she can do is an... shoot, I dunno how to spell it. I'm not a skater. It's an "ali" or whatever. That trick where you jump up, the skateboard comes up off the ground, and then goes back down. Yeah, that one, and that's it. But the media plays that up and suddenly she's this totally rebellious skater chick who goes against the grain and isn't afraid to stand up for herself. Ok, so I may have Avril-envy, but can you blame me!? I'm not afraid to admit it, that chick has just about everything I want and I feel like I deserve it more than she does, but I'll get that out of my head is just a few seconds... It's doesn't take long for me to realize that, well, dude, God thinks I'm totally rad and that's enough, and maybe He'll lead me into a place where I am admired and recognized for the things that I really CAN do! I'll just pray and hope that those are the things He wants for me and that if they're not, I will be happy no matter what. Ok, I think I've vented enough. Later all!
Welcome to Pityland. Population: 1
"One" trully is the loneliest number. I have no friends. The only one who will willingly hang out with me is my little brother, who is cool nonetheless and playing awesome Linkin Park riffs on a keyboard no bigger than the size of my right foot. However, he can't count! The rest of my friends, the ones that are my own age and went to school with me have GONE! They have flown away and moved on with their really awesome lives! I, on the other hand, have made the promising desicion to remain home with the parents and the cool little brother for yet another year... Poo. Oh, how I desperately want to move out! I am so ready to be independent and on my own, it's really not funny. I mean, don't laugh or I'll punch you, because it's really that serious.
Anyways, that's all I've really got to say right now. I feel like having a pity party in my room, alone, with nothing but my pillows to cradle my tear-soaked face. Good night, everyone...
"One" trully is the loneliest number. I have no friends. The only one who will willingly hang out with me is my little brother, who is cool nonetheless and playing awesome Linkin Park riffs on a keyboard no bigger than the size of my right foot. However, he can't count! The rest of my friends, the ones that are my own age and went to school with me have GONE! They have flown away and moved on with their really awesome lives! I, on the other hand, have made the promising desicion to remain home with the parents and the cool little brother for yet another year... Poo. Oh, how I desperately want to move out! I am so ready to be independent and on my own, it's really not funny. I mean, don't laugh or I'll punch you, because it's really that serious.
Anyways, that's all I've really got to say right now. I feel like having a pity party in my room, alone, with nothing but my pillows to cradle my tear-soaked face. Good night, everyone...
Once You Pop, You Can't Stop.
What am I doing up so late? I really don't know. I told myself that I would be off to bed about an hour ago... how sad. And I have to chauffer little brother to school tomorrow morning... And every morning, for that matter.
I'm currently hypnotized by this silly game called "Bubble Popping" where you "pop" digital bubbles by clicking them with your mouse. The more you pop, the more chances you get to win lots of money, and oh, how I need that money. For school and other fun stuff. I realize that the chances of me actually winning are highly unlikely, but nonetheless, it is a very fun game and I enjoy it very much.
Anyways, I'm off to do some more playing, and eventually some more sleeping. Sweet dreams, my cute little frequent flyers. carly.
What am I doing up so late? I really don't know. I told myself that I would be off to bed about an hour ago... how sad. And I have to chauffer little brother to school tomorrow morning... And every morning, for that matter.
I'm currently hypnotized by this silly game called "Bubble Popping" where you "pop" digital bubbles by clicking them with your mouse. The more you pop, the more chances you get to win lots of money, and oh, how I need that money. For school and other fun stuff. I realize that the chances of me actually winning are highly unlikely, but nonetheless, it is a very fun game and I enjoy it very much.
Anyways, I'm off to do some more playing, and eventually some more sleeping. Sweet dreams, my cute little frequent flyers. carly.
It's Nice to Feel Needed, But Not When the Music Stinks...
Hi.
Today was difficult. I mean, in all honesty, is wasn't, but it really felt like it was... I met up with a friend who really wanted me to play guitar with him and I thought for a while that I might want to, but after listening to the CD... Well, I decided that the band's music wasn't exactly my taste, but I thought, Hey, things might change! I might actually enjoy playing the music! Why not try once? So I did today and it was fun and the guy was impressed with me and thought I would do just fine in the band, but seriously! I did not like the majority of the songs. There were two songs that I liked to play and could play well, but they actually had a normal rhythm to them. All the rest of the songs were so crazy! The beats were ALWAYS changing and I felt like I was playing five or six different songs all mooshed into one big one! I never knew where it was going and most of the time I just became angry! Angry and/or frustrated! Not with the guy but with the song(s)!!! So on my why home, all I could think of was how bad I felt for feeling the way that I did. I knew I was gonna have to tell him that I couldn't do it. Of course, I don't wanna tell him for the reason, "I just think your songs suck..." So I've decided to wait a coupla days, call him up, and tell him I simply cannot do the band because of school coming up and the heavy load that'll be on my shoulders with homework and such... Hopefully, mom and pop will feel that it is the right decision, that way I can also say, "Hey, parents orders," and be done with it. He's such a cool guy, though, I hate to bail on him.
Well, that's what happened in my area. Here's what's happening in your "neck of the woods..." ... ... Whatever that means. carly.
Hi.
Today was difficult. I mean, in all honesty, is wasn't, but it really felt like it was... I met up with a friend who really wanted me to play guitar with him and I thought for a while that I might want to, but after listening to the CD... Well, I decided that the band's music wasn't exactly my taste, but I thought, Hey, things might change! I might actually enjoy playing the music! Why not try once? So I did today and it was fun and the guy was impressed with me and thought I would do just fine in the band, but seriously! I did not like the majority of the songs. There were two songs that I liked to play and could play well, but they actually had a normal rhythm to them. All the rest of the songs were so crazy! The beats were ALWAYS changing and I felt like I was playing five or six different songs all mooshed into one big one! I never knew where it was going and most of the time I just became angry! Angry and/or frustrated! Not with the guy but with the song(s)!!! So on my why home, all I could think of was how bad I felt for feeling the way that I did. I knew I was gonna have to tell him that I couldn't do it. Of course, I don't wanna tell him for the reason, "I just think your songs suck..." So I've decided to wait a coupla days, call him up, and tell him I simply cannot do the band because of school coming up and the heavy load that'll be on my shoulders with homework and such... Hopefully, mom and pop will feel that it is the right decision, that way I can also say, "Hey, parents orders," and be done with it. He's such a cool guy, though, I hate to bail on him.
Well, that's what happened in my area. Here's what's happening in your "neck of the woods..." ... ... Whatever that means. carly.
Encounter with Beautimous
My room is so cool right now! Dude! I wish everyone could see it! The day before I left for Hawaii, Leah, Ryan, and I went to Ikea to shop for random things and look at all the rooms. I ended up buying some pictures frams and a really cool "tic-tac-toe" shelf! It's so rad! I put it up and now everything that was lying on my for, ie. books, cd's, journals, etc., I was able to get off the floor in the first time in months and months and months! My floor is completely visible now! There's nothing on it! It's so wonderful! My room is officially mine again! Cassie ruled over it for a while, but now that she is at school, living away from the house, it is mine once more! I cannot describe the happiness I am feeling.
Yeah, so Erin and I went out last night to buy journals and buy magazines and we ran into my dear friend Robbie and, I dunno if I ever really talked about him much, but Kellen. Robbie's older brother was there too, but I don't really know him much. Just for the sake of interest, Robbie's brother's name is Corey--good name. Anyways, we got in line at TOP Foods to buy some cool mags and they appeared behind us! It was nice because I hadn't seen Robbie since I left for the Islands and Kellen, well, I haven't seen him since we graduated. I've secretly loved Kellen since sophomore year. I mean, not really LOVED him in that way, but so interested in who we was as a person and such... I find him fascinating. While the rest of my friends find him quiet and boring, I find him mysterious and incredibly funny! I wouldn't say that I was able to "open" him up or anything because I'm sure he is like that with lots of people. I've always been triggered by quiet, shy types. Take for example, RICHARD. Dude, they don't get any more quiet and mysterious than him! That's just the type of guy I am attracted to. Not to mention, Kellen is so at ease with who he is. He doesn't try to be anyone but himself. He doesn't try to wear really cool clothes or do things that will make him seem cooler. He's perfectly fine with a pair of jeans, an "Independent" sweatshirt, and vans. He won't promote the things that he is an amazing talent at either. Like how great he is at the guitar and skateboarding! He can make the most amazing designs with a simple ballpoint pen! And he's a computer wiz! But he won't talk about any of those things unless you initiate the subject. He may drop in a few comments, but never anything about what he's done or how great he is! I love that! He's so... selfless, I guess one might say. Obviously, I've really thought about him a lot. Senior year, I didn't get to see him or talk to him a whole lot. The people he hung out with didn't quite strike my fancy. I thought he was better than them, but they were his friends and so I couldn't make that call. Lemme just say that to see him at TOP was so exciting and I was happy to hear that he would be attending Cascadia next year. I really hope to maybe take some classes with him and Robbie also. They're such cool guys. Robbie is equally amazing, I must admit. I am crazy about that guy. He's a great friend. But I've always secretly wished for something to happen with Kellen. He's quiet and mysterious. He's grown another 6 inches since I last saw him, so he's really tall which is so nice... He's incredibly skinny, too! Another PLUS PLUS PLUS in the world that is Carly. Dude, the best part about him is how not-muscular he is. Every other girl I know is turned-off by that. NOT ME! Eww, the more muscular the guy, the grosser it is... to me anyway! The skinnier and less muscular, the better! I guess it's my PERSONAL ideal and no other girl I know feels that way about guys' physicality. But I don't care! It's just what I like!
So anyways, yesterday was mass fun! Cutting out pictures of magazines and glueing them on the cover of the new journals and such! We watched Shakespeare in Love while we did it too. That was cool, and funny. I am glad for last night--it was simply great in all aspects.
Hang loose, jeffersonair passengers!
carly.
My room is so cool right now! Dude! I wish everyone could see it! The day before I left for Hawaii, Leah, Ryan, and I went to Ikea to shop for random things and look at all the rooms. I ended up buying some pictures frams and a really cool "tic-tac-toe" shelf! It's so rad! I put it up and now everything that was lying on my for, ie. books, cd's, journals, etc., I was able to get off the floor in the first time in months and months and months! My floor is completely visible now! There's nothing on it! It's so wonderful! My room is officially mine again! Cassie ruled over it for a while, but now that she is at school, living away from the house, it is mine once more! I cannot describe the happiness I am feeling.
Yeah, so Erin and I went out last night to buy journals and buy magazines and we ran into my dear friend Robbie and, I dunno if I ever really talked about him much, but Kellen. Robbie's older brother was there too, but I don't really know him much. Just for the sake of interest, Robbie's brother's name is Corey--good name. Anyways, we got in line at TOP Foods to buy some cool mags and they appeared behind us! It was nice because I hadn't seen Robbie since I left for the Islands and Kellen, well, I haven't seen him since we graduated. I've secretly loved Kellen since sophomore year. I mean, not really LOVED him in that way, but so interested in who we was as a person and such... I find him fascinating. While the rest of my friends find him quiet and boring, I find him mysterious and incredibly funny! I wouldn't say that I was able to "open" him up or anything because I'm sure he is like that with lots of people. I've always been triggered by quiet, shy types. Take for example, RICHARD. Dude, they don't get any more quiet and mysterious than him! That's just the type of guy I am attracted to. Not to mention, Kellen is so at ease with who he is. He doesn't try to be anyone but himself. He doesn't try to wear really cool clothes or do things that will make him seem cooler. He's perfectly fine with a pair of jeans, an "Independent" sweatshirt, and vans. He won't promote the things that he is an amazing talent at either. Like how great he is at the guitar and skateboarding! He can make the most amazing designs with a simple ballpoint pen! And he's a computer wiz! But he won't talk about any of those things unless you initiate the subject. He may drop in a few comments, but never anything about what he's done or how great he is! I love that! He's so... selfless, I guess one might say. Obviously, I've really thought about him a lot. Senior year, I didn't get to see him or talk to him a whole lot. The people he hung out with didn't quite strike my fancy. I thought he was better than them, but they were his friends and so I couldn't make that call. Lemme just say that to see him at TOP was so exciting and I was happy to hear that he would be attending Cascadia next year. I really hope to maybe take some classes with him and Robbie also. They're such cool guys. Robbie is equally amazing, I must admit. I am crazy about that guy. He's a great friend. But I've always secretly wished for something to happen with Kellen. He's quiet and mysterious. He's grown another 6 inches since I last saw him, so he's really tall which is so nice... He's incredibly skinny, too! Another PLUS PLUS PLUS in the world that is Carly. Dude, the best part about him is how not-muscular he is. Every other girl I know is turned-off by that. NOT ME! Eww, the more muscular the guy, the grosser it is... to me anyway! The skinnier and less muscular, the better! I guess it's my PERSONAL ideal and no other girl I know feels that way about guys' physicality. But I don't care! It's just what I like!
So anyways, yesterday was mass fun! Cutting out pictures of magazines and glueing them on the cover of the new journals and such! We watched Shakespeare in Love while we did it too. That was cool, and funny. I am glad for last night--it was simply great in all aspects.
Hang loose, jeffersonair passengers!
carly.
Back from Paradise, Feeling Kinda Miserable...
Ok, so most of my friends have flown away and I've been left hear to fend for myself... by myself. I got back from Hawaii and realized that, really, I'm really, REALLY REALLY, not going to see Leah or Ryan for a very long while. I mean, three months doesn't seem all that long, but when people are as close as we are, it seems like sooo long! Ryan wrote me this mass email and it was so great because it's nice to know that there is someone else out there who loves to write lots and lots about basically nothing, but at the same time, loves talking about it. He showed me his webpage too, and he'd written this review thingy about the demo CD that I made of six songs and it was nothing but praise and goodness for the stoopid thing. I mean, I guess it's ok, but I just feel like it could be so much better. I wish I had the same ability as Michelle Branch or Vanessa Carton who have voices that are so powerful and great and... Obviously, I'm envious, but honestly, who wouldn't be? And really, I don't have the look of a musician, (who are all skinny, attractive people) and I don't have the confidence in myself to perform in front of my own friends, let alone a whole audience filled with people I've never met.
Of course, I would never stop writing songs or singing because I love doing it--it's so fun! I only wish that I were as quality as the artists that are playing in my stereo or performing at the concerts I attend. Seriously! How do people get so good!? And how can I do the same!? So many questions and I have no answers! I have a guitar lesson tomorrow, which I am excited for because I have not seen my teacher and a good long time and I really wanna learn, learn, learn! Because I wanna be a great lead guitarist and I know no one else who can help me to become so.
I will write more later, but now I have to go to sleep because I am dead tired! Later! Hang loose! Aloha!
Ok, so most of my friends have flown away and I've been left hear to fend for myself... by myself. I got back from Hawaii and realized that, really, I'm really, REALLY REALLY, not going to see Leah or Ryan for a very long while. I mean, three months doesn't seem all that long, but when people are as close as we are, it seems like sooo long! Ryan wrote me this mass email and it was so great because it's nice to know that there is someone else out there who loves to write lots and lots about basically nothing, but at the same time, loves talking about it. He showed me his webpage too, and he'd written this review thingy about the demo CD that I made of six songs and it was nothing but praise and goodness for the stoopid thing. I mean, I guess it's ok, but I just feel like it could be so much better. I wish I had the same ability as Michelle Branch or Vanessa Carton who have voices that are so powerful and great and... Obviously, I'm envious, but honestly, who wouldn't be? And really, I don't have the look of a musician, (who are all skinny, attractive people) and I don't have the confidence in myself to perform in front of my own friends, let alone a whole audience filled with people I've never met.
Of course, I would never stop writing songs or singing because I love doing it--it's so fun! I only wish that I were as quality as the artists that are playing in my stereo or performing at the concerts I attend. Seriously! How do people get so good!? And how can I do the same!? So many questions and I have no answers! I have a guitar lesson tomorrow, which I am excited for because I have not seen my teacher and a good long time and I really wanna learn, learn, learn! Because I wanna be a great lead guitarist and I know no one else who can help me to become so.
I will write more later, but now I have to go to sleep because I am dead tired! Later! Hang loose! Aloha!