I guess now is as good a time as any to say Hello to the blogging world.
"Hello." (<--Lame)
And since I always do this, here's where I'm at right now, physically: I'm sitting in my basement, my family asleep upstairs (including my grandparents and two cousins). I'm drinking Lipton Green Tea, which I just about spilled, while eating a mixed bowl of Cap'n Crunch and Swedish Fish. Cereal and candy, yummy. I'm watching Arrested Development on TV, even though I've been watching a lot of movies recently... Disney movies, to be exact, while running on the treadmill, to be exact. It, like, clears my head... or something. Well done indeed.
Thought #1: Please, let us only have one after-party. None of this division stuff, eh?
Thought #2: I will be continuing The O.C. as soon as that one bastard returns that one disc. I mean, seriously, what's gonna happen to Seth, Ryan, and the rest of the gang?
But then again, what's gonna happen to me? Come on, clear head, do your thang. Because now I've got different things to think about now. And I don't have too much experience in this part of my brain, or my logic. Well, at least not for a while, now. To be honest, I didn't think I'd get here for a lot longer. But then again, it's always the day after I'm on one polar end that I end up on the other. I mean polar. Seriously. So that makes this a little like culture shock, or at least, that's what we'll refer to it as.
Because that happens sometimes. Where you switch from being totally frustrated to being more peaceful than you have been able to be for a long time. So yes, everything's alright now. But no... it's not... It's just I don't care about the stuff that's left. And I'm okay with that. Ziing! Feeling better already. But then again, we did talk about this before. I can't be completely dependent on something or someone else to make me feel okay. Anyone who's completely dependent on anything other than themselves are just weaker -- and then it's harder for anyone to depend on you in any way. And then you just feel sucky. Because what good are you? No good.
"Why The World Doesn't Need Superman".
Leave it to me to forget to do something I told you to do.
So the weirdest (but really, not really) thing from this week is how... well I'm getting along with my parents. I mean, woah. And I'm trying to explain that. Because apart from the one big fight (yeah...), I've been good with them the whole week. What is making us so compatible suddenly? See previous paragraph, perhaps?
Okay, so Brent asked what song described your life right now... And since I answered I've realized that there are tons of songs that can, fairly specifically, describe my life. I think. That may have something to do with the fact that I've been all over the place mentally and emotionally just in the last week. But I'll probably forget them all.
So:
Second Star From The Left, Go 'Til Dawn - Copeland
Beautiful Disaster - Jon McLaughlin
Which To Bury, Us Or The Hatchet - Relient K
Accidental Babies - Damien Rice
Crave Me - Rise Electric
Love Is A Marathon - Teddy Geiger
Suspicious Minds - Elvis Presley
Blue Suede Shoes - Elvis Presley
See... I forgot them all.
I'm not sure what is more disturbing, knowing how many people know or not knowing how many people know. This would go for any secret you've shared even once. Because once it's out of your hands you've got to just trust and cross your fingers a little bit. Okay, so a lot.
And since I've sunk back into my old pattern of random and poorly connected thoughts, not to mention an incredible taste for the vague, I think I'm done.
Because none of you got any of that, I bet.
But I'm not about to talk a step backwards... So, feel free to ask any questions.
(This post took three days)
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wait a few days and i'll get back to you on this.
i love suspicious minds (!)
is the elvis inspired at all by the fact that it was the thirtieth aniversary of his comeback special? (or something?)
on the plane back from vancouver a read a newspaper article.
how the heck did i hit 'a' instead of 'i' . They are no where near eachother.
30th anniversary of his death, i believe.
the guy's incredible... if you just, y'know, ignore that last year or so.
oh wow. yea that makes sense. i really didn't think about the math there. the article i was reading summarized this comeback special he did in . . '68 i think.
and yea i totally agree. He was incredible. He just fell. . kina hard.
i'll leave you alone with your incredible taste for the vague this time.
i'll just leave you with an indirectly related comment about elvis. did you know that a lot of french singers copied elvis's style? the most famous of which is johnny hallyday.
and for some strange reason, 'blue suede shoes' makes me think of 'le testament' by georges brassens. but only the 4th and 5th verses of the song. if you ever look it up, the songs sound absolutely nothing like each other... just the way the lyrics are written is similar. i find.
Clear heads are always good.
The world does need a Superman/Captin America(elaborate later)
Its not how many, its who. (for me)
0_0,
RAndom talking is the best.(again for me)
i cant believe how long they're getting. im proud.
you pulled off vague and hopefully cleared your head at the same time)?(
darn it. im doing the same list. i have some of the same on mine. beautiful disaster made me laugh though. cause i looked on his site and all the comments were from girls sayin something like: o my goodness, this song is so healing. or something like that. Blue Suede Shoes - Elvis Presley -- love teh song! and now you'll have to wait for my list to come out. (may take a while)
i could make a whole post out of commenting on your post. im going to pass and maybe respond in my own way in my own time on my own blog.
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