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callenge of the day [07 Mar 2002|12:02pm]
[ mood | amused ]

here's challenge for all you kids: try going 24 hours without saying that word "THE" it's such a shitty word any way, write it down and look at it for a minute or two and you'll realize what a stupid word it is too. i've given up that word "the" for lent or something. it'll make you think and make you smarter. go for it.
i'm in english now. i hate this class. i just play brutus in his last scene when he dies (julius caesar)i have to go now

oh no i've said too much, i haven't said enough

::squeak -- with love::

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teaching english for dummies [05 Mar 2002|12:32pm]
[ mood | lazy ]

i swear miss saint john must own a book like that. i'm so bored. just took a quiz thing, it was dumb but i think i got a hundred. my grades are getting horrible due to my laziness even spanish! someone need to kick the shit out of me and get me doing my work. i want to do well just no real motivation and i'm as lazy as a pile of shit. anyway, i didn't get to read anymore of that book since yesterday and i really want to. OH, go to fullcollapse.com and go to the message board. everyone is talking about those hot new merch girls (my sister gina and cousin vickie) eeewww, my sister is proud of it though. I SO MOST DEFINITELY HAVE A THURSDAY WOOPIE CUSHION!! i call my aunt(steven's mommy) last night to show off. i went down the list:
"do you have a thursday shirt" "yes"
"do you have a thursday CD" "yes" "both of them" "yes"
"how about a pin or sticker" "yes both"
"WELL I BET YOU DON'T HAVE A THURSDAY WOOPIE CUSHION, I WIN!!"
and i did. IT WAS MOST NON NON NON HEINOUS!
i didn't go to social studies today, i just didn't want to see Miss Kissel, she puts me in a bad mood. so instead i went down to meet Mrs. Thorley's replacement because she just had a baby, i didn't really want to go home (even though i feel like shit) so i spent the whole period there talking to her about music and stuff. she was nice but i like Mrs Thorley better

i think i'm going to take advantage of this free time and go read some

oh no i've said to much, i haven't said enough

::sqeak -- with love::

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we're all holding hearts and spades [04 Mar 2002|08:48pm]
[ mood | WHAT?! ]

at PP (check that out i abbreviated patent pending just like carson daily on that far out music show)(why is abbreviated suck a long word??) band practice now. WE NEED A PLACE TO PLAY SATURDAY NIGHT, SO IF ANY ONE WANTS US TO PLAY A BASEMENT OR BACK YARD OR SOMETHING, PLEASE!!!
this morning when i woke up there was a dashboard confessional video on MTV, it was rather odd but it was good. had play practice today and when i got home there was a package from victory records for me, they sent me taking back sunday posters, (don't worry dawn i already put one aside for you)blood for blood posters and a THURSDAY WOOPIE CUSION (don't you wish you had one -- TOO BAD!)
kim gave me a book to read about a month ago called THE PERKS OF BEING A WALLFLOWER, i was really bored last night and i couldn't sleep so i started reading it and holy shit is it wonderful. it's really good, even though i can't read, i haven't really put it down much. i wish i had it now because they are working on a new song which means i don't do anything except practice my pool game (another thing i wish i was good at but really suck at). tonight we met with some guy about putting patent pending on a label or something he said he's going to pass it on to one other guy and if he likes it then we meat with the label about signing, it's a new label, i don't even know the name of it but if will get us some new better shows and will get us out of debt, maybe get our name out there somewhere then i'm in. i need new twilight zone DVDs and to go to best buy to get kevin smith dvds(they marked down the price from $40 to $15 HURRAY!!
i'm tired and have nothing to say so i'm going to go to sleep on drew's porno leopard print bed -- hehe.
OH DREW SAYS HI!!

oh no i've said too much, i haven't said enough
::squeak::

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In english class [01 Mar 2002|12:29pm]
[ mood | tired ]

hello all. i feel so sick. had a fun night last night though. drew and i went to taco hell (ate way too fucking much) dawn came out. we played pool in drew's basement and watched the family guy (oh that Norm McDonald)eventually ended back at my house and ate again, at this point the group had multiplied to around 5 or 6. everyone left i put in some twilight zone and went to sleep. i'm learning a new instrument which i will hopefully get to play a little bit in THE GOOD ROBOT USSES: Piano/keyboard, nice addition to hamonica vocals and guitar i think. two night ago me robby rob and drew went to Mcdonalds (what an interesting evening) we sat there for around an hour watching a fucked up ronald mcdonald cartoon, it was insane.
OH and i decided, from now on in my attempt to cover my entire 99 cent hat with pins, i'm now taking donations of pins haha. oh and next friday is Hawaiian shirt day!...so you know, if you want go ahead and wear a hawaiian shirt...great

i better go
oh no i've said too much, i haven't said enough

::squeak::

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nothing to say really [28 Feb 2002|11:29am]
[ mood | sick ]

howdy ya'll! that was way to enthusiastic. i'm in biology "doing a project on some disease" i swear (wink wink, nudge nudge)i'm really bored, tired and extremely sicklike. i want to go home! we were back in studio last night, i was alright, it was all mixing so it's kind of boring and tiring. drew changed the whole patent pending web site, it looks really cool. i'm listening to the Mario Bros.III music from my fellow slackers in the class. and THE GOOD LIFE - novena on a nocturne the teacher just yelled at me for not working. oh well. i should probably go
oh no i've said too much, i haven't said enough

::squeak::

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still here [19 Feb 2002|04:11pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

michael again, still in studio. we just recorded smells like teen spirit for shits and giggles and it's both funny entertaining and actually pretty good,i wish i knew any of the words, that would have been kewl
well i goz-a-go record another song, lata freaks

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in studio [19 Feb 2002|02:34pm]
[ mood | excited ]

what's up, i'm in studiuo now,Punk rock rob m is here. they are setting all the guitars which means i'm free for a few minutes. we're recording live today which is a new experience for us, should be interesting i packed out the briefcase this morning with the pb&j and the nutella and all that stuff (we brought so much fucking food! it's insane! 16th floor is coming in after our session which is fricken awesome because they are fucking amazing, i'm gonna stick around and listen to some of their stuff they are recording tonight. for our sound check we just did 500 miles and when i come around and CJ recorded them, far out, i'm excited. well i goz-a-go they are starting now

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OFF TO STUDIO AGAIN [18 Feb 2002|11:19pm]
howdy all,
just got back from a crazy band practice (patent pending, not the good robot usses) we are off to studio again tomorrow to record like 5 or 6 songs for some comp with like 7 really far out bands. i can't wait, really looking forward to it. we are recording two hardcore songs, one is called MAN CHEWY, and the other i can't remember the name of. then the more "patent pending" type songs are showing so much more talent than pirate house and air drew. i can't wait to record GREEN MARTIAN ON RED PLANET (my favorite patent pending song). listening to a crazy mix right now, of modest mouse and one hit wonders. i'm still not doing so well with my "gambling problem" as mike puts it. we played a little today. i didn't do bad, we played seven card no peak instead today because we only had 3 people. i don't even care about the money really, i just love playing cards, the money just makes it more fun. and if i lose, the way i see it is i spent a little money to have a good time playing cards. i don't have a "gambling problem" damnit! well anyway i need to get some sleep and wake up early for tomorrow. wish me luck.

oh no i've said too much, i haven't said enough
::squeak -- with love::
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Stooopid Mouse [17 Feb 2002|05:11pm]
[ mood | good ]

howdy ya'll. i had a pretty good weekend so far. friday - Patent Pending played Brooklyn with a bunch of bands (ASOB, Sixteenth Floor, Now Serving 38, and a lot more) all i can say is HOLY SHIT -- WORLD INFERNO/FRIENDSHIP SOCIETY -- HOLY SHIT! yesterday, played an acoustic set with my "side project" (doesn't it sound like i am so much cooler when i refer to it has a "side project") THE GOOD ROBOT USSES. it was a whole lot of fun, people were clapping and singing along and we had bongos haha. i don't know how we played but i guess it was pretty good because 1 girl gave me her number and said "keep in touch" and 3 gave me there e-mail addresses (useless to me -- STOOOPID MOUSE) i can't wait until our next one, our set is getting to be really good. we are going to try to have a lot of people make us a set list and we are just going to mesh them all together. so if any of you would like to, MAKE US A SET LIST AND SEND IT TO ME and chances are we'll play something from it, at least one song. last night i went to mikes for cards and lost $20 (STOOOPID MOUSE) we are playing again tonight so hopefully i'll win some of that back (STOOOPID MOUSE) i has to go find some money and a place for tonights game. i'll post tonight and let you all know how much more in debt i am.

oh no i've said too much, i haven't said enough
::squeak -- with love::

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STOOOOPID MOUSE [04 Feb 2002|08:20pm]
[ mood | crappy ]

hello all, i know this is my first entry in like a month, for anyone who actually reads my journal or cares, i'm sorry. anyway, i feel like shit. i'm sick, stoopid and i lost around 50 bucks today and it is no where to be found. i think i'm getting a relapse of that mono crap, this isn't fun at all. mike steve and seneca just left, we played cards as usually, it was actually fun. oh by the way, today, i found out that singing to math teachers is fun haha...dum! well anyway patent pending's new CD comes out the 11th, and even before then we are back in studio to record 5 songs for some comp we are going to be on, we don't rest. i can't wait for the new CD to come out, i'm really proud of it. i need to do something, something really important, i find myself getting depressed again and i hate that, i'm so stoopid. i haven't done anything lately, i've just been sitting here letting go of life, but it's wierd, i've started (for the first time this year) to do homework and stuff like that, and i'm doing the "important" things but i feel like nothing is getting done, i'm always mad at myself. why am i always sick, i still think it's all in my head. another thing i noticed, i used to never ever sleep. i would try to but would never be able to. and recently that's all i've been doing, i come home and sleep and then i sleep all night and i wake up, eat (in bed) and fall back asleep, i feel like i'm just wasting so many perfectly good days. like saturday, saturday was the only day in all of history that you could ever say "todays date is 02-02-02" and you know how i spent such a great day? IN BED! i slept all day! or sunday 02-03-02, never again can i say "today is 02-03-02" and i spent it sleeping. i'm not saying the day is important, just that everyday should be important, i feel like i'm not alive, and i want so badly to be alive. I NEED SOME NEW TWILIGHT ZONE DVDs. i keep watching the 16 of mine over and over and over again.
whatever.

oh know i've said too much, i haven't said enough
::squeak-with love::

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[13 Jan 2002|02:41am]
amazing
oh no i've said too much, i haven't said enough
::squeak--with love::
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a lonely kind of love [09 Jan 2002|08:28pm]
[ mood | crazy ]

i have absolutely nothing to say, i'm in a wonderful mood, i'm going absolutely insane and it feels so incredible. my life (well besides my situation in school) is so simple right now. i know where i am for the first time in weeks. i feel truly wonderful. tonight i bought something for a good friend of mine i can't wait until it gets here and i get to give it to her, it's amazing. she will most likely be reading this entry so that is all i'm saying about it now. i feel this wonderful sickness and yet at the moment i feel incredibly lonely, i wish someone would come online or call or something, i just need to talk. so since i don't have that at the moment, i'll talk to my readers (that means you). have you ever tried to write a love song? it's tough, because you don't want the same old shit and you just want it to be perfect. all of my love songs always turn out being "depressing i hate you songs" as my brother once put it. i don't mean for them to be. well today, i wrote two love songs. one is an actual love story. the other is...crap, it's a cheesy piece of crap but i love it.
today was such an unproductive day, sometimes having days like that is just great, although always disapointing, you wish you could have accomplished something and you feel like you wasted an entire day.
i didn't do anything today. yet i feel like it was such a great day. i have no idea why. it's probably all this billy joel i've been listening to haha or maybe it was the michael jackson. there was no point to this, i don't even know why i am bothering posting it.
whatever
oh no i've said to much, i haven't said enough

::sqeak -- with love::

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what an asshole (people are dumb) [06 Jan 2002|10:18pm]
[ mood | pissed off ]

did you hear about this asshole 15 year old from Tampa today?
his grandmother was getting him flying lessons, so while they were doing checks and stuff he took off, the airforce kept trying to get him to come down and he wouldn't, he crashed the plane into some high-rise building, left a note saying he was a sympathizer of bin laden, what a fucking asshole kid, what point did he prove, it's barely on the news nobody cares and now he's dead, and for what, for some asshole across seas who probably if given the chance would have killed the kid himself, no one died except the kid because it was a Saturday and no one was in the building except like janitors and security guards who got out easily because they were on the bottom floors. insane right, kid dies for nothing, helping no one, and now all he has is people looking at him saying "what an asshole", it's a beautiful thing this world is coming to huh i could show sympathy but for what, it was his dumb choice. i hate war. and people who do stupid shit like that. i mean really did it benefit bin laden for bombing us? is it benefiting us for bombing them now, NO! what good does it do, it's pointless, it's just more and more death.
Everyone in the world should just calm down and listen to some Billy Joel and Michael Jackson, then there would be complete peace.
I'm sick of hearing on the new "the search for that asshole in the caves continues because we have nothing better to do. they should just say they found him and he's dead and leave it, stop the death, stop the violence. stop the bullshit. it's not just foreign shit though. two kidnapped girls were found alive today, thank God alive, but why should we ever worry about it. we wouldn't have if they weren't kidnapped in the first place and who got something good out of them being kidnapped, no one, just death and being arrested. people are dumb, really dumb
I'm going to stop now because i'll just keep talking about how pointless it was and how horrible and i could go on for hours about this bastard kid. i put my mood as pissed off even though, how could i be pissed off, i'm listening to billy joel and michael jackson. i'm actually in a wonderfull mood right now. really i am, i just feel the need to go off like that every once and a while

oh no i've said too much, i haven't said enough

::squeak -- with love::

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what an asshole (people are dumb) [06 Jan 2002|10:14pm]
[ mood | pissed off ]

did you hear about this asshole 15 year old from Tampa today?
his grandmother was getting him flying lessons, so while they were doing checks and stuff he took off, the airforce kept trying to get him to come down and he wouldn't, he crashed the plane into some high-rise building, left a note saying he was a sympathizer of bin laden, what a fucking asshole kid, what point did he prove, it's barely on the news nobody cares and now he's dead, and for what, for some asshole across seas who probably if given the chance would have killed the kid himself, no one died except the kid because it was a Saturday and no one was in the building except like janitors and security guards who got out easily because they were on the bottom floors. insane right, kid dies for nothing, helping no one, and now all he has is people looking at him saying "what an asshole", it's a beautiful thing this world is coming to huh i could show sympathy but for what, it was his dumb choice. i hate war. and people who do stupid shit like that. i mean really did it benefit bin laden for bombing us? is it benefiting us for bombing them now, NO! what good does it do, it's pointless, it's just more and more death.
Everyone in the world should just calm down and listen to some Billy Joel and Michael Jackson, then there would be complete peace.
I'm sick of hearing on the new "the search for that asshole in the caves continues because we have nothing better to do. they should just say they found him and he's dead and leave it, stop the death, stop the violence. stop the bullshit. it's not just foreign shit though. two kidnapped girls were found alive today, thank God alive, but why should we ever worry about it. we wouldn't have if they weren't kidnapped in the first place and who got something good out of them being kidnapped, no one, just death and being arrested. people are dumb, really dumb
I'm going to stop now because i'll just keep talking about how pointless it was and how horrible and i could go on for hours about this bastard kid. i put my mood as pissed off even though, how could i be pissed off, i'm listening to billy joel and michael jackson. i'm actually in a wonderfull mood right now. really i am, i just feel the need to go off like that every once and a while

oh no i've said too much, i haven't said enough

::squeak -- with love::

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haha that's amusing [05 Jan 2002|04:57pm]

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small follow up [05 Jan 2002|03:20pm]
[ mood | confused ]

here is a small follow up to last nights entry.
when i said i'm glad i finally got it over with (jeanine) all i ment by it was, i'm glad i didn't keep putting it off because the longer i would have waited, the harder it would have been, i didn't want that, i couldn't just keep going, lying to myself and to jeanine, i'm sorry if by saying that i offended anyone. i didn't mean to. i write here to get things off my mind. i write and write and write, every entery a few pages long. i enjoy having this, to complain, to boast, to love and hate, to introduce myself to the world, i try to be honest on here but i guess somethings should just be kept to myself, some times i forget that people are actually (for some reason) reading this. i know people who just read peoples journals at random (having no clue who the person is) they just follow that persons life waiting more another entry, falling in love with this persons problems, good ideas, stories, thinking maybe even the person themselves. i don't know why people do that, maybe it comforts them just to know that they are normal and can relate to others. i dunno, i'm losing myself here. anyway change the topic, to todays events:
this morning i woke up at around 9:30 after 3 or 4 hours of wonderful involved deep sleep. i dreamt last night, i can't remember any of it but i know it was a good dream. right now i'm doing homework and watching a good but somewhat odd movie about and raby and a preist who both fall in love with there childhood friend. entertaining i guess. later i was supposed to hang out with brett and a few friends, jeanine was going to come but i don't think that is going to happen anymore, i think she is mad at me, oh well, what can i do. so now it's me, Brett, Kimberly, and Elizabeth, i think. it should be a jolly good time. i'm tired. i think i'm going to go take a shower and try to finish this pile of homework. quick question though:
how long after having mono do your parents keep telling you to "take it easy" i'm fine, i don't understand why they are still so afraid of my having a relapse, whatever.

Oh no i've said to much, i haven't said enough
::squeak -- with love::

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tired, lonley little mouse am I [05 Jan 2002|01:12am]
[ mood | full ]

hello, tonight, tonight patent pending had a show (a bad show) i hate playing bad shows, you get this amazing high that can last for weeks after playing a really great show, i haven't felt it in a while but tonight was still a some what incredible night. i almost started crying right there on stage during the first song because Joe said before the show started "we would like to dedicate tonight show to mine and mikes grandfather who passed away last week." i love my grandfather, he was this amazing funny person. i used to go there (to his house in jersey) all the time and we would play cards all day. he taught me how to play gin. i used to take after him a lot, imitate him all the time. he was one of my favorite people in the world, i miss him so much. the funeral was beautiful. gorgeous music and all. i was OK with everything then, i guess it just hadn't hit me that he was really gone. then my dad went up to read about him, and that's when it hit me. i love my parents so much and i am so incredibly grateful for them. i treat them so much differently now since the funeral (Christmas eve) i like being nice to them and not arguing, it's wonderful. wow i haven't wrote in here in a while. you remember that last entry? well it turns out i was right, bad move. i put off breaking up with her again just because i thought maybe i could make this work, maybe if i allow myself to be happy, i just wasn't. i broke up with her new years eve (that morning) i felt horrible but glad i finally got it over with. back to tonight, after the show my friend Elizabeth came over, she makes me smile, every time i see her i just can't help but smile, i like having someone like that. i love talking to her, she brings out the best in me, puts me in a good mood (i know she is probably reading this)
I wish she was online now so I could talk to her, I hope she is sleeping though. Jeanine called tonight, we talked for a little while, wasn't too awkward, she wants to hang out tomorrow night, I already made plans with Brett but I don't know what I'm going to do about Jeanine. Kim called too, i just got her message, i think I'm going to call her back in a few minutes. i put my mood as "full" not sure why, i just had too, i haven't been "full" in a rather long time, i just can't help but smile, i like it a lot, i have this feeling where nothing can bother me. and although a miss my grandfather when ever i think about him, i want to just cry but I'm starting to get to a point where when i think about him i smile. i do wish i had some one to right now, it's lonely at 2 in the morning.
i have rambled enough for now and after all that I'm not exactly sure what i have said, if i have anything at all, I'll have more to say tomorrow.
i love you all

The concrete broke your fall
to hear you speak of it
I'd have done anything
I would do anything
I feel like a cartoon brick wall
to hear you speak of it
you've been so sad
it makes me worry
why not smile?
you've been sad for a while.
why not smile?

I would do anything
to hear you speak of it.
why not smile?
you've been sad for a while.
you've been sad for a while.
why not smile?


Oh no I've said too much, I haven't said enough
::squeak::

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i'm either in love or just plain crazy [25 Nov 2001|01:38am]
i don't get it. i'm either in love or just plain crazy. tonight i went to the movies and to dinner with my ex girlfriend. things went smoothly, like i was out with an old friend. it was strange though, all night i was seeing something in her i've never see before. after a while i guess it was all to much for her, she left the room crying. i followed, tried to comfort her. gave her a few hugs, looked through the tears straight into her eyes, and something came over me. it was the strangest feeling ever, i felt lie i was ten feet off the ground (at the same time in my head saying NO MICHAEL DON'T DO IT) i kissed her, then i kissed her again, and again. it felt like i was kissing her for the first time, i loved every second of it. it seemed like something out of one of those cheesy movies we even had the hesitation pause and everything (you know what i'm talking about) but now as i'm trying to just be happy (which i am) i still question if i'll be able to stay this way, this state of mind. i hope so.
i think that has been my problem all this time, i wasn't letting my self be happy, i didn't want to be, i think maybe i enjoyed the simpathy and advise i was getting from my friends (how horrible is that!!!) i doubt it but you never know. (note to readers: that last comment was not to be taken seriously)
all i know is that tonight i really smiled (a real smile) for the first time in a long time, and i maybe a little too much.

oh no i've said too much...i haven't said enough
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[24 Nov 2001|09:42am]
[ mood | empty ]

I just woke up from a strange dream. no plot line, just flashback of my life in the past two years. in the dreams all i can really remember is the music (yeah i have music in my dreams, wierd huh)

if winter ends

i dreamt of a fever,
one that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart.
with heat to melt these frozen tears and burned with reasons
as to carry on.
into these twisted months i plunge without a light to follow
but i swear that i would follow anything
if it would just get me out of here.
and so you get six months to adapt
and then you get two more to leave town.
in the event that we do adapt we still might not want you around.
and i fell for the promise of a life with a purpose
but i know that that is impossible now.
and so i drink to stay warm
and to kill selected memories
because i just cant think anymore about that or about her tonight
i give myself three days to feel better
or i swear i am driving off a fucking cliff
because if i cant make myself feel better
then how can i expect anyone else to give a shit
and i scream for the sunlight or a car to take me anywhere
just get me past this dead and eternal snow
because i swear that i am dying, slowly but its happening
so if there is a perfect spring thats waiting somewhere
just take me there and lie to me and say its going to be alright
its going to be alright, yeah you worry too much kid,
its going to be alright.



touch

touch, lying on the floor
wishing this could last
but knowing that it cant
and soon you will leave
and i will be on the floor,
watching the tv, trying hard to find a reason to move
im frozen in one place, staring at the screen
listening to the rain falling on the street
some days go on too long
and no one can hang out tonight
here, where the carpet is cool and soft,
underneath the clock i feel my weary heart is put to rest
you gather around your friends
the connection that you feel when the night has not yet died
you are new with a promise of a love
you will probably never find
and touch that you can really feel
the brokenness inside as hope and less collide
now nothing is real
(you are new and near now to someone you used to love
when you were young; when all was gold and you two touched
and felt the flutter underneath your skin. you stood in glowing rooms, the
light dripping from both of you. and nothing since has felt as radiant or
real.)
and there is nothing more i want than just one night
thats free of doubt and sadness
one night that i can really feel.




and then the other song was one of my own that i'm not finished writing (sounded good and finished in the dream though)

right now i feel a constant sick empty that i can't explain. and i keep seeing the wierdest things. everything is a flashback. every little thing that has been happening to me recently just feels so old, like i've done it all twice before. when does the future begin?

even worse you would think i could use this little "depression" or whatever you want to call it, as inspiration for my stupid songs but i can't. because i have no clue what i'm feeling right now.
i can't stand it, i just want some one to call and come pick me up, i just want to go out forever, just keep driving. i know it won't help, but at least i'd be doing something with my life rather than sit here in front of this screen and write these things that no one will ever read but me.

I hate complaining but i probably do it more than anyone i know

my "girlfriend" and i just broke up, my call, i feel miserable... i think
my friends think it's wierd that i still want to hang out with her, they don't agree that i should. i didn't want to do the whole "let just be friends" break-up and never see her again. she wonderful, i like being with her, it just didn't work going out with her.
we are going to hang out tonight, should be semi-interesting.

"Its cool, we can still be friends."


yeah you still kiss me, but its just on the cheek.
yeah you still kiss me, but its just on the cheek.
yeah you still kiss me sometimes, but its just on the cheek.
you pull away, so easily.

and I still call you, but I get your machine.
and I still call you, but I get your machine.
And if i'm lucky i guess its your roomate answering.
but your at the bar, or at gene's (?)
And we go to dinner, but you won't hold my hand.

we sit at the same table, but we don't play with our feet.
Yeah we still go to dinner sometimes, but we don't sneek a kiss,
when the waitress turnes around.

And we still watch movies movies, but we don't share the couch.
And we still rent movies movies, but we don't share the couch.
Yeah we still watch movies movies sometimes, but you don't lay in my lap,
the plot is slow, take a nap.

You even stay over, but we stay in our clothes.
Yeah, you'll even stay over, but now we stay in our clothes.
Yeah, you even sleep over sometimes, but we stay in our clothes,
I'm only there so you're not alone.

And you say that i hurt you, in a voice like a prayer.
Yeah you say that i hurt youu, and your voice is like a prayer.
Yeah well maybe I hurt you sometimes, lets contrast and compare.
Lift up your shirt, the wound isn't there.

I guess that your truth, is just the ghost of your lies.
I guess your kind of truth, is just the ghost of your lies.
Your kind of truth darling, is just the ghost of your lies,
I see through them all the time.
So i'm pouring some whiskey, i'm going to get drunk.
Yeah, i'm pouring myself some whiskey, i'm going to get real fucking drunk.
I'm pouring some whiskey right now, i'm going to get so so drunk,
pass out, forget your face, by the time I wake up.


oh no i've said too much...i haven't said enough
::squeak::

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