It's Been a While Crocodile.

So I am here to talk about boys.
Yes, those foreign life forms called "males".
I do confess I know NOTHING about them.
Everything they say they like seems to defy all of what they do.
Take...girls for instance.
Every geek guy says that they want a girl who plays video games, listens to awesome music, doesn't feel the need to act "girly" (Designer Brands/high maintenance), and isn't offended by sex jokes/guy humor.
Yet when they find a girl like that, they almost never end up finding themselves in romantic relationship.
Same thing holds true with girls.
We say "oh I want a nice guy" but when there is a genuinely nice guy most of the time we will view him as "just a friend".

Both of these things SUCK. Honestly it sucks even more when you find the PERFECT guy and an utterly uninterested in him. It's so weird. I think we lie to ourselves in a way unacknowledged by our conscious self's.

Okay I'm am going to stop lying to myself.

I don't want a nice guy. By "nice" I mean typical "nice" guy. I LIKE BAD BOYS! DARK AND MYSTERIOUS OUTER SHELL WITH A SOFT HEART DEAR JEEBUS PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! Passionate.
Cute, he doesn't need to be hot to anyone else but me.
Okay, I want Heath Ledger in 10 Things I Hate About You. Seriously.

So here is to not lying to ourselves/others about the guys/girls we like.

And here is a picture of girl who plays video games, listens to awesome music, doesn't feel the need to act "girly" (Designer Brands/high maintenance), and isn't offended by sex jokes/guy humor.



oh wait, that's me.

My horribly awesome video

15 Minutes of Fame

I had a brush with internet fame-dome.
I was at my writing class and this girl goes "HEY! You were in that video!".
Puzzled, I asked her what she was talking about.
She told me she had seen me in a fan made Same Blood video. I was shocked.
I seriously thought that was on private.
Turns out it has 626 views...
Oops.

I was also sort of recognized by TAI LJers at the last TAI headlining tour stop in MN

It felt so cool!

Friend of Mine

Gee thanks.
I try you know.
I really do.
Am I not cool enough for you?
I love how you blame me for everything.
Maybe you don't realize it.
But I do.
You turned you thinking that I feel bad and me saying that I don't into "You don't appreciate me!"

Enough of that.

I'm not here to attack.

I miss being your friend.
I know I'm not anymore.
I want to know what the hell happened.
I know I tried to do my part.
I'm worried about you.
We all are.

Yet.

You annoy me.
You are like the horrible, more likable, evil twin.
You take what I want to do and do it (And half ass it (to me)).
People LOVE you for it.
Yet when I did it (which I don't anymore) no one cared.

You are why I can't bring myself to do some of my favorite things.
My gadgets sit at rest.
I loved what I did.
Now, people only think of you.

I hate you for making it look like I copied you.
I hate you for stealing my hobbies.

Yet

I love you for being there.
I love you for all the fun that we had.

I miss you.

Wow

I almost cried watching The Who play on the Rock Honors.
It was weird. Maybe it was just hormones.
To think, that their music has lasted so long and still resonates with teens everywhere.
You look at these 2 older men on stage singing these songs that you can only picture a young band performing and you think "How well they must know each other".
After all that time of existing in the same frame of mind you have to have some sort of weird ESP.
It's something I could only dream of.
Being in a band and being able to exist successfully for so many years.
I could only think of how hard it must be to play these songs when 2 original members have died. It must be like losing a limb. This person you have known for so long and put yourself out on a line for so many times an made music with just gone.

For these reasons I felt myself just start sobbing.

The World Died Today.

Panic at the Disco 's "Nine in the Afternoon" is going to be on Rock Band 2. OFFICIALLY!

A small part of me died knowing that I will be FORCED to play that song to finish the game.

I hate life.

I hate PATD.

They ruined my favorite game.

"Picture Perfect Wannabe"

I could tell you about my day but that would be boring.
It was un-amazing. It was funny and fun. It's stuff that honestly doesn't need to be published for others to read.

I suppose blogging is like a public journal. It just seems like such a waste just to write about a day. Who wants to read that? Sure your friends do, maybe, possibly. Why waste cyberspace though?

Today I will bitch though because I feel particularly bitchy.

I really hate Panic at the Disco at the moment. They are so damn catchy yet supremely annoying sort of like "Dirty Little Secret" by All-American Rejects. Except Panic are worse. I have been listening to The Beatles ever since I was 3 (or 4, I can't quite separate memories from those ages). I don't get how Panic can BLATANTLY rip off some of the greatest Beatles tunes and get away with it. It angers me so much. The people let them off the hook. Obviously they haven't listened to more Beatles then "Yellow Submarine" or what's in "Across The Universe" (I still take issue with the lead girl's name being Lucy) if at all!
I know, many bands use similar chord progressions and try to emulate sounds of their favorite bands. This has been going on forever. Look at Mozart! EVERYONE wanted to copy him. How can anyone blame them though. He was highly successful.
I feel like I've been born in the wrong time. Nothing progressive is happening in music. How can anything more progressive happen with music after the 80's? It's POST EVERYTHING now. Yes there is a progression of marketing music and putting your band out there but nothing to the MUSIC. I hate the way music is so much about money now. What happened to when bands and people just wanted to hear something great happen? What happened to people just coming together and jamming in a garage?

Why are people so obsessed with "making it". What the hell is "making it" anyway? Is it 3 million copies of your record selling? Is it selling out an arena tour? Is it just making enough money to fill your gas tank and stomach so you and your friends can continue to try and change lives?

We need a revolution. Look at how we show distaste of a person place or thing! We "unfriend" them or "digg up/down" the fucker! Oh yeah! That'll show them! We are so afraid of offending someone. I think that's offensive. If you try and please everyone, you'll please no one. Someone is always going to be offended. That's life.

I'm done ranting.

"Because You're So Fantastic, Emma"

Oh boy, my day was entertaining.

So I get woken up at 5 30 am by my cat biting my hand (he loves to attack my fingers) so i locked him in the basement. I went back upstairs and felt pretty bad about it until my alarm clock went off at 6 30 am. I fell back asleep (finally) and didn't get up til 12 pm when I remember "Gee, I have to be at Monica's right now getting my hair done" so I jolted out of bed, quickly brushed my hair and teeth and ran out the door into the car to Monica's, yes I was still in my PJ's.

I arrive, we dress, same old same old tugging at the hair and cinching of the waist thank god I am extremely tolerant to pain. Tessa and Dee were laughing at me because I was barely awake and we talked about people behind their back. Mostly boys though because we needed to think of people to bribe into becoming escorts for our Deb-Ball. We all piled in the smaller car (I have no clue what car it is, it's a station wagon I believe) and off we went to the fair.

At the fair we couldn't find the booth so we walked around for an hour or so until we decided to go down and take a trolley ride. On the way to the trolley a really cool little boy bowed to us and said our dresses were pretty, he is going to make a good husband to some girl/guy. The trolley ride was quite enjoyable and then told us that we had to come back dressed in costume next week for the 100th anniversary celebration. We thanked them for the invite and continued on our way.

We were starving and bought ice cream which turned to be this huge mound of chocolate/peppermint bon-bon. A single scoop was good enough for 2 people. It was delicious. A bunch of people were taking our picture. It was weird, but sort of cool. I felt like I was a movie star and they were paparazzi. I could totally get use to it.

I am so happy that we do this showing off of our dresses. I wish someone had done the same when I was growing up. To them I bet it's like seeing a real life princess. I know I feel like a princess. I feel like it brings a little it of joy to even older folk just to see someone dressed like a young lady back in the 1840's.

Anyway. I cannot wait for the Deb-Ball. It's going to be so glamorous. All Debutante's must be dressed in white. We are all going to have escorts. They are even talking about getting some military boys in to dance. Yummy. Anyway, I might have to smash a club over an eligible boy's head and drag him "ye olde caveman" style to the ball. Guys, to my understanding, hate being in tuxes, and formal dancing. They try avoid it until the wedding. I might have found a guy who would go willingly. Only one thing stands in the way. I know a way to take care of it though, thank you Harrison Ford, for making another Indiana Jones Movie.

(Haha, Poor Larry, Tony, Will, and Tyus. Their willingness (or their parents forcefulness) get's abused so much!)

I'm Pretty Much Rock and Roll Today

I’m pretty much rock and roll today
So please excuse the permanent smirk
I feel pretty damn rock and roll today
It’s so catchy, you’ll be singin’

Boop de Boop, I got a new satisfaction
Watchin’you fall down from the lack of traction
I found you there
And I’ll find you here
You best be running
Before I get near

I’m pretty much rock and roll today
So please excuse the permanent smirk
I feel pretty damn rock and roll today
It’s so catchy, you’ll be singin’

Got no shame because I couldn’t careless
Watchin’ you st-st-stutter cause you’re in a big mess
I’m right behind you
You’re just too slow
Bring out the big guns
They’re here for a show

I’m pretty much rock and roll today
So please excuse the permanent smirk
I feel pretty damn rock and roll today
It’s so catchy, you’ll be singin’

It’s a flip of a coin
It’s your call.
So say your prayers
And I’ll be singing

I’m pretty much rock and roll today
So please excuse the permanent smirk
I feel pretty damn rock and roll today
It’s so catchy, you’ll be singin’

Losers Forever.

We all pledge celibacy
For William Beckett
So he won’t be the only one
Not getting any tonight

We’re smart young teens
Fresh on the scene
Inside jokes
And bright sundresses

Can’t you see?
We’ll let you be
Childish times
And adult responsibility

We all pledge celibacy
For Adam T Siska
So he won’t be the only one
Not getting any tonight

We’re unsure beings
He undefined
A new mind
And the best ideas

Don’t you know?
We want some time
To find
Where we go

We all pledge celibacy
For Gerard Arthur Way
So he won’t be the only one
Not getting any tonight