Stay Out All Night, 'Cause Rest Is For The Dead

I'm going to break down on the first day of school. I've been trying my best to block out all visions of textbooks and planners from my mind. This summer can't end. It's been so amazingly wonderful for me. I don't want to watch the sun sink and drown in the depths of fall. From my fourth of July drama to catching fireflies in the park. To the future excursion to the Warped Tour with all my friend or summer camp nights talking around the fire. This summer is my life. I never want it to end.

To all the friends who make me smile when I'm depressed or hug me for no reason at all... you will always live in summer for me. Let it never die.

Friendship Is A Lot Like A Beartrap

To start with, sorry for any typos. I'm at a friend's house and am using his wifi to blog off my mp3 player. Like many of my topics, this entry has to do with friends and my ever going quest to understand them. I still don't though. What turns an acquaintance into a friend? What are the qualifications and necessities of being one?
And when is it time to tell your friend that you want nothing to do with them?
I'm having some problems with a few of these questions. It's weird that so much emotion goes into just an idea. We feel the need for this idea, because we all want to be noticed and loved. But beyond that need for human interaction, would there really be any grounds for friendship? Are we all just working at selfish motives and want others to acknowledge our existence?
To all these hollow and depressing questions I have one thing to say: "Who the hell cares?" This idea is real because we made it real. It really seems to mean something because we need it to. Without friendship or love, we break down to the bleak, bare underbelly of the human mind. Which is where our society seems to be heading.
Do yourself and everyone else a favor and don't forget how to feel. Don't forget friendship.

I'll Give Until There's Nothing Left

Doing things for your friends can get expensive.... and pretty anoying, just ask the random lady at Wal Mart I flipped out on over a Vitamin Water secretly bought behind my back. Ya, it's complicated. Let's just say I'm not proud of the way I acted. But by the end of the night a thought occured to me while I was stewing in guilt. That thought is: Money comes and goes, friendship lasts a lifetime. If you live your life by this, having expenses won't get in the way of being a generous person to people that probably need a good friend who'll buy things for them. So needless to say I decided to spread some more love and bought my mom a shake at a certain fast food chain. I also drew my dad a picture to tell him how much he's appreciated. And I'm always generous when it comes to love and guidance, so if you need advice or just someone to tell you that they'll be there for you, don't be afraid to ask. <3!

I Need a Time Warp Because I Can't Wait for Waped '08

I just got my new Alternative Press magazine and I'm pretty sure that I'm SUPER pumped to go. Because of recent drama with friends, I was considering not even showing up for it.... but now, I'm thinking, "Screw it! If they don't wanna go, it's their problem." So ya, I'm gunna order my tickets and it's HAPPENING!!!!!! ya!

Some Picnik'd Pix of Our Night Of Splee

LOL!!!! I love Mexican History!!! for some reason, that's the funniest thing in the world
Ya, This pic is SO my facebook profile pic.

EAT SOME MORE BREAKFAST, YOU BXSTXRDS!!!

The powerful words in the title of this post were uttered by my father this morning causing a massive amount of laughing and a minor amount of peeing ones own trousers. This was just the morning though. Craziness had reached critical mass last night as I invited over the craziest, most obnoxious friend I had to a super awesome sleepover where we watched a ton of Invader Zim and drew sketches of my adorable kitty. Words cannot describe the mayhem that ensued, but I hope the plethora of pictures we took can help. CHILLAX WITH YOUR BAD SELF!

Things Go From Bad to Armageddon (officially)

the aforementioned song that I wrote about how my friends pretty much suck when it comes to friendship.


THINGS GO FROM BAD TO ARMAGEDDON

None of my friends are friends with each other
Remember when we called each other brothers?
Now all i got is a ticket stub to a rock show
And nobody to go

{Chorus}
What the hell happened to all my friends?
How come things go from bad to Armageddon?
Well at the end of the summer
Will we still have each other?
I'll let you know how it ends

We're amputated friends
Living on separate continents
I heard "alls well that ends well"
I hope we can all be friends in hell

{Chorus}

I'm literally stuck with all the stubs
And all that I give off is love
You were all thinking of yourselves
Maybe we can all be friends in hell

{Chorus}

Thomas Edison's Got Nuthin on The Devil

My life has a lot of things that need to be ironed out. And I have to pull out the problem at it's very root. The ugly six headed blood spouting super-being that is Lies. Lies are the real reason my past few weeks have been going rotten. They're slowly driving all my friends to different continents and they've almost cost me my job. They still might, but I hope not.
It's like in your mind there is an up arrow and a down arrow. The up arrow is scary and looks like you might have to work to keep it up and the down arrow is a lot easier like a chute and will get you there faster. The only problem is it's taking you away from where you wanted to be in the first place.... which was up. And once you've reached rock bottom, it's a helluva hard time working your way all the way to where you were before... let alone going up past it. I don't know if that makes any sense, but it's how I worked it out in my mind.
I lied to my parents and my friends and my employer. But mostly I keep lying to myself, saying that I'm not a liar. Because if you've done it once it's bound to happen again. For everyone I've hurt with my lies, I'm sorry. For real.


PEACE.

With Friends Like These, Who Needs The Death Penalty?

aighty, so a lot of what i'll post are poems and songs. this is a song i wrote about conflicts with friends. again please comment! and brush your teeth young man!




WITH FRIENDS LIKE THESE, WHO NEEDS THE DEATH PENALTY?

We're a hornets nest of hormones
We keep tearing each other down to the bone
If I didn't cause this, can somebody tell me
why I always end up alone

{Chorus}
Could I get out of this scott free?
God, could you please help me?
I'm sick of being angry
Please Lord, take my plea

This is all just falling around my ankles
Like the glass house we built
Well I'm not the one who threw the stone
But it's still my blood being spilt

{Chorus}

Are we going to make it throught the storm?
Well I hope to God we do
Am I going to be left out in the rain?
We're not all going to make it through
Who's going to keep this boat afloat?
When we keep pulling out the screws
This is an epic falling out
in which we're all going to lose
So who's going to be holding the gun?
Well I hope it isn't you

{Chorus}

{Reprise 1st Verse}