Sonorous Sounds and Melodious Melodies

But I'm Thinking of What Sarah Said: That Love Is Watching Someone Die

2007-09-16T10:25:00.000-07:00

So who's gonna watch you die?

I'm thinking about deleting this blog and starting over. Maybe only to use it for deeper things, instead of ranting about my life. Or maybe I'll rant discretely. Yes. Discrete ranting sounds fantastic.

Left a Note, and it Read: Someday You Will Be Loved

2007-09-03T13:14:00.000-07:00

I've done that which I never thought I would. I have fried my computer. Well, not the laptop itself, but rather the modem within the laptop. Totally sucks really bad. I'm currently bumming on a friend's PC.

School starts in about two days, and I'm ready for that. I just hope it drags on. I will bitch and whine about how much it sucks, but I'll be terrified when it's all done. Everything I've ever had, everyone I've ever known... And that one special person who shall remain unnamed until I see it fit to name them, which may be never<3 ... I don't want to lose any of it. We may part ways and we'll loose contact with one another, and that thought alone scares me. The creeping fear. This thought is about to bring tears to my eyes, and I can't stand the thought, and there's so much more I could say, but for now I'm too preoccupied by those thoughts alone.

So, for those of you whom chance by this, whom have read and continue to read without commenting... I won't be on for God knows how long. When I get my modem fixed, it'll be a happy hullabuloo. Untill then,

[Adieu]

Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

2007-08-23T17:50:00.000-07:00

I'm so bored right now. Seriously. It's near deadly. No, really.
Okay, maybe not really. However, I am jumping for joy on the inside right now.

I'm not quitting school, I'm getting a GED.
You can call me a loser for that, if you so feel the need BUT
I'm not actually quitting school.

Yeah, there really was no need for that list, but it was fun. I'm going for vocational classes this next year on BOCES. Which means I won't have to deal with most of the crap that people go through in school. PLUS! I may get to do Band next year, too! Which is fantastically amazing. <333 Yeah, I'm a band geek. I'm not apologizing for it.

On the flip side, there's someone in the world that needs to die. And painfully. Yeah, I'm a vengeful person, BUT! This guys fucked with my brother and got him fired. So, he needs a painful death. You see, my brother has two small children and a wife to support. Now, my brother did NOTHING wrong. Everyone knew what he was doing, and until this person bitched about it, all as well. The fact that he happened to LIE about it, too. Motherfucker.

Yeah, so!
Life is rather okay right now. =3

[Adieu]

I'll Start This Broken Heart, I'll Fix It Up So It Will Work Again. Better Than Before

2007-08-15T08:04:00.000-07:00

Woah buddy! Haven't been here in a while.

So yeah... It's not like I've bean busy, really I've just been shirking on my duties to my lovely, adoring, non-existent public. Well, my brother took back his computer, and I am once again stuck with my craptop. Well, I'm starting to get used to this Vista, actually. It's just the colors that drive me nuts. I made some signatures for a forum that aren't too bad, but what I hate is that I made a layout for my MySpace that I thought was lookin' pretty sweet. Then I looked at it on my friend's PC, and almost went blind. The colors were so bright. It was horrible!

I got two hours of sleep last night, for some ungodly reason. Went to sleep at four in the morning, and woke up at six thinking it was like... Noon. For some reason, my brain just couldn't seem to fathom the fact, and I started having this panic attack type thing. It was weird. I knew where I was, but something felt really, really wrong. But once I settled down, and sort of... Started working again, I decided that I wanted to go running. So I did. A lot. By the time I was done, it felt like my lungs were going to implode, and I felt like I was going to die -- But it felt really good, though. Oddly enough. Go figure, I'm a closet masochist.

Aaaaand in my absence, I acquired a copy of Laurel K. Hamilton's Guilty Pleasures and finished it in four days. It was AMAZING, and I am now in love with Jean-Claude. Move over Lestat. <3 style="font-style: italic;">adore you, Lestat... But... Jean-Claude is... Hawt Dayum.

Not crazy.

Soooooo yeah! I'm feeling very accomplished lately. I feel like learning a new language or something. Not French. I took four years of French in school (which starts in three weeks, holy crap), and I wasn't too thrilled with it. Beautiful language, boring teachers. Go figure. I want to learn Romanian. Why? Simple: I have no idea. =3

Oh! And! I'm free once more! I got things settled, and I am all on my lonesome once more.
I LOVE it.

(I might be getting a violin for Christmas! -Crosses fingers.- How cool would that be?!)

[Adieu]

You're the Echoes of My Everything, You're the Emptiness My Whole World Sings at Night

2007-08-03T20:12:00.000-07:00

To those of you who wonder why I don't pay attention, or why I push the world out, it's because I'm scared. In fact, I'm terrified. As each day passes, I start letting myself open a little more, and I pay a little more attention. The more attention I pay, the more I'm tempted to shrink back into my little hole and stay there.

Lately, I've been thinking a lot more. I hate thinking, it gets me in trouble.

My stomach hurts.
~~Adeiu~~[Adieu.]

Take My Hand, Take My Life

2007-07-30T00:08:00.000-07:00

Hoo boy. How long has it been since I've posted anything? A year? Three? Oh, I guess it's only been about a week, ah? Ahhhh, yes. Well, there's a week's worth of dust layered nice and thick across my blog because my brain has been far to stupid to work correctly so that I could post something nice for no one to read. And a weeks worth of dust is A LOT of dust when it's at my house. We could probably grow plants in the dust if we let it settle long enough. Seriously.

But on the up-side:
Jude Law is hot. Not just any kind of hot, he's HAWT. Now, I've said that about a few actors but have always had to add 'but only when dressed up as ...' or 'when he has long hair'... Like Mister Brad Pitt. Although, Brad Pitt is pretty sexy without long hair, but ANYWAY... I was watching AI today, and I realized that he's got a really sexy voice to go with his uber sexiness. Although, he looks really odd when he's dressed up as Joe, but that robot-y smile thing he does is just fantastic.

So!
How 'bout that full moon? I don't know about you guys, but I go ape-shit batty on a full moon. Now, I wouldn't call myself a lunatic. I just have this thing where... I like to bite. =3 I mean, I like to bite anyway, but I just go friggin' crazy if I don't chew on something, or distract myself from the thought. Not that a single person out there gives a damn about that or anything.

Butchyeah...
I'm tired, and I'm going to bed.

[Don't make it look so pretty burning.]

There's a Little Bird Somebody Sent Down to the Earth to Live on the Wind

2007-07-22T18:46:00.000-07:00

My brother is now, officially, the God of all that is Computers. I realize that his title is grammatically incorrect, but I couldn't careless.

Here's what's happened in my absence:
I've been really confused and angry lately about something I don't choose to speak of here. Well, in the midst of me angsting as teenagers often do (I am not exempt, I'm seventeen), my computer -- My solace, mind you -- CRASHED. Crshed liek ded. Of course, since I know very little about the inner workings of the contraption, I had no idea what was going on with the damn thing. So, I sent my brother at it, and instantly he diagnosed a "corrupted hard drive". So I was all "WHAT THE HELL?!", and he was all "Can't do anything." and I was all "FUX."

And I was stuck with my Vista-fied craptop for a day or two.
And my brother brought us his computer to borrow.

I thought, you know, since the hard drive crashed, that we had lost all of our files. All of my writings, all of my saved crap, all of my artwork, all of my music... Gone. Well, I got on the computer and was attempting to restore GIMPshop and my brushes for GIMP... When I stumbled across all of my files and folders. None of you have any idea how happy I was. That means that all of my pictures, all of my art, all of my writing... All there! (An Occasion For Glee!) The only downside is that nearly all of my music is gone totally and completely until I can compel myself to stop being lazy and reload everything back onto it from what CDs I have. However, that's only a tiny itty bit of what I had on the old computer. But still... HAPPY!

I'm so back with a VENGEANCE.

[Au Revoir.]

God Knows That's the Last Thing I Ever Want To Do

2007-07-16T13:31:00.001-07:00

Eugh!
Curse you!
Damn you!

She Throws Her Head Back As She Laughs

2007-07-14T20:21:00.000-07:00

Augh! I wrote a single one-and-a-half page first chapter for my story and now everytime I open Works Word I just sit and stare blankly as the page returns the favor... And this... I want to shove you down and rake your skin with my nails and/or a sharp object mood I've been suffering through lately hasn't been helping me at all. It's been more of a distraction.

Lately, though... My mind has been wandering to places it should not be, and I know of someone I can talk to and yet... I cannot bring myself to do it. I'm addicted to... And I shouldn't be...

Adieu.

Pull Out My Heartstrings and Play Me Like A Violin

2007-07-10T18:08:00.000-07:00

I feel almost as emo as that sounds. Minus that… Wrist-scratching, life-hating, bitching and crying. I’m exhausted -- Not that it’s anything unusual. It’s moments like this when I can’t think clearly that I always seem to write the most beautifully depressing things… Or the most bland piece of garbage you’ve ever read. Today, I think, is one of the days where I write depressingly bland things -- or beautiful garbage. I can’t decide between the two, but I do know that this entry is absolutely pointless.

Adieu.

A Full On Frontal Assalt on My Imagination

2007-07-09T20:47:00.000-07:00

The moon has a face like the clock in the hall. You bet your sweet ass it does. What does that have to do with anything? Well, quite frankly, it doesn't have a thing to do with anything, and you've just wasted precious moments reading this meaningless text that you could have spent searching for your one true love, or hugging your mother, or appreciating some music, or respecting your father but did you bother to do all that? Didja, didja? I didn't think so.

You're a louse! A horrible person! I want nothing to do with you, go away!

No, wait! Come back, I was only kidding! You're not such a bad person. I mean, with a bar of soap and a bit of water --

Hahahah. Yes, I'm psychotic. I could have told you that, and I think I might have in my first post on this thing. No, not the one below this, but the one I deleted because it was horrible and moronic and all too like myself. You wouldn't enjoy it very much, trust me. In fact, be glad it's gone, and good riddance!

Adieu.

Bye Bye Beautiful, Don't Bother To Write

2007-07-08T13:57:00.000-07:00

Today I opened my eyes to the sound of a zombie scratching at my window. Now, you may think that I would have gotten bit, but no. In actuality, he was a very gentle creature. We skipped under the strawberry sun into the forest of chocolate lollipops where I saved a baby unicorn from a griffon who was trying to eat it. Then we ventured home, I made cookies, and then the zombie told me to delete all of my journal entries and sauntered out the door. So I did.

-- But seriously kids, don’t do acid. It will make your eyes esplode LEIK BOOM.

Uh, lets see… Perhaps I might introduce myself.
Or not. I hate introductions. So guess what? NO INTRODUCTION FOR JOO, COME BACK IN THREE WEEKS. I <3 typing in caps, sue me. Let’s see… Today is first day of the rest of my life and already I can tell you that I’m going to die young. Why? Because I just know that I’m going to grow up and become and alcoholic and crash my car into the side of the Statue of Liberty. D’ya wanna know how I know? I’m a gypsy and I can read palms. The center crease of my hand passes over my life line, which means I’m going to live a short life. Srsly.

Well, seeing as I’m running low on energy and I’ve nothing left to feed your libido with. Haha. I used 'libido' wrong. Awesome... ANYWAY, I'm just going to go now.

[Adieu.]