Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Love story
Okay so today i'm going to tell you a love story.
Since six grade i've had a crush on you guessed it! Jorge!
In six grade we were in band together and Mr Tapscott calls me by my last name (Braband)
Mr. Tapscott calls my name and Jorge says yes?
Of course knowing me i turned bright red and started giggling
When we put instruments away Jorge walks up to me and says "so i guess we're married now haha"
I said "yeah i guess so"
We were both blushing and giggling
Who would have thought we would end up going out?
Since six grade i've had a crush on you guessed it! Jorge!
In six grade we were in band together and Mr Tapscott calls me by my last name (Braband)
Mr. Tapscott calls my name and Jorge says yes?
Of course knowing me i turned bright red and started giggling
When we put instruments away Jorge walks up to me and says "so i guess we're married now haha"
I said "yeah i guess so"
We were both blushing and giggling
Who would have thought we would end up going out?
Monday, February 27, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
Sometimes I believe in as many as six impossible things before breakfast. - Alice
Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip? - Eminem
Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip? - Eminem
Tell me what your worst fears are. I bet they look a lot like mine.
Tell me what you think about when you can't fall asleep at night.
Tell me that you're struggling. Tell me that you're scared. No,
Tell me that you're terrified of life.
Tell me that it's difficult to not think of death sometimes.
Tell me how you lost. Tell me how he left. Tell me how she left.
Tell me how you lost everything that you had.
Tell me that it ain't ever coming back.
Tell me about God. Tell me about love.
Tell me that it's all of the above.
Say you think of everything in fear.
I bet you're not the only one who does.
Tell me what you think about when you can't fall asleep at night.
Tell me that you're struggling. Tell me that you're scared. No,
Tell me that you're terrified of life.
Tell me that it's difficult to not think of death sometimes.
Tell me how you lost. Tell me how he left. Tell me how she left.
Tell me how you lost everything that you had.
Tell me that it ain't ever coming back.
Tell me about God. Tell me about love.
Tell me that it's all of the above.
Say you think of everything in fear.
I bet you're not the only one who does.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
I'm absolutely in love with this song.
"A Letter"
Everybody wants a reason for everything.
It’s so much easier with someone or something to blame.
I’ve always struggled at the root of the problem.
Has it been absence or my constant lack of defense?
I’ve never spent a lot on finding a remedy.
I guess I figured that it hurt for a reason.
I guess that’s why I’ve always turned to writing it down.
Not just in stories, but the letters in between.
And I guess that’s why it haunts the pages of everything-
to self-examine.
I think the thing is that I shut off from everything.
From friends and family and my own ambitions.
From having fun.
I just shut off from everything.
Self-defeating? Yeah, probably.
But I don’t know that I had total control over it.
And I’m not sure it even matters why.
Sometimes things happen and you can’t do anything.
Plus, I’m the only one who deals with it anyway.
So if everyone could do me a favor and
just put their fingers down
I’d-and keep your mouths-
Sorry. I know I seem angry.
I’m not, I…I promise. I just know I did this to me.
And I will deal with it accordingly.
And I don’t need opinions from those never a part of it.
Don’t need them pointing out my problems, they’re mine.
Don’t need reminders, I know better than anyone.
And yeah, I know, I should be finding another way.
I know that I should be out seeking a substitute.
But just forgetting never really made sense to me.
So I haven’t been.
Do I feel embarrassed about it?
I think you know the answer to that.
I think you’d probably feel a little bit embarrassed for me,
wouldn’t you?
I know I should’ve moved on ages ago, been happy already,
but it’s never been that easy for me.
Or maybe it was me that made it so hard.
I know I’ve only ever tried a handful of times
to sever this thing torturing me.
It never got me anywhere, with anyone.
No friendship or hobby, no lover’s bed worked.
But looking back I maybe never tried hard enough,
and it is my fault.
Maybe I never tried at all
It’s so much easier with someone or something to blame.
I’ve always struggled at the root of the problem.
Has it been absence or my constant lack of defense?
I’ve never spent a lot on finding a remedy.
I guess I figured that it hurt for a reason.
I guess that’s why I’ve always turned to writing it down.
Not just in stories, but the letters in between.
And I guess that’s why it haunts the pages of everything-
to self-examine.
I think the thing is that I shut off from everything.
From friends and family and my own ambitions.
From having fun.
I just shut off from everything.
Self-defeating? Yeah, probably.
But I don’t know that I had total control over it.
And I’m not sure it even matters why.
Sometimes things happen and you can’t do anything.
Plus, I’m the only one who deals with it anyway.
So if everyone could do me a favor and
just put their fingers down
I’d-and keep your mouths-
Sorry. I know I seem angry.
I’m not, I…I promise. I just know I did this to me.
And I will deal with it accordingly.
And I don’t need opinions from those never a part of it.
Don’t need them pointing out my problems, they’re mine.
Don’t need reminders, I know better than anyone.
And yeah, I know, I should be finding another way.
I know that I should be out seeking a substitute.
But just forgetting never really made sense to me.
So I haven’t been.
Do I feel embarrassed about it?
I think you know the answer to that.
I think you’d probably feel a little bit embarrassed for me,
wouldn’t you?
I know I should’ve moved on ages ago, been happy already,
but it’s never been that easy for me.
Or maybe it was me that made it so hard.
I know I’ve only ever tried a handful of times
to sever this thing torturing me.
It never got me anywhere, with anyone.
No friendship or hobby, no lover’s bed worked.
But looking back I maybe never tried hard enough,
and it is my fault.
Maybe I never tried at all
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Favorite movie
Favorite Book/series
Favorite show
Favorite Instrument (Its a trombone)
Favorite Song
Favorite song quote - The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde
My absolute favorite thing to do
Explore in the woods with my sister.
I could tell so many funny stories about it.
But I shan't.
I can't believe that's a real word
Anywho
goodbye
Why are you still reading this
I said Goodbye
Stop it!
If you read the next line you will explode
Boom.
You're dead.
Stop reading!
Fine
I don't care
Whatever
Just continue to read
Oh you're still here?
Wow
Do you have a life?
What if i turned blue?
What about now?
Fine then.
Stop reading and ill give you money!
Well f you're still here
I'm broke
No money
Zero
Zip
Nada
I wonder why you are still reading this
Am i that interesting?
Do you think there is some secret at the end?
There isn't
Or maybe there is
I'll never tell
Where is the treasure?
Under the tree?
Did someone fall down a well girl?
There's no place like home
Wow.
You guys are losers
Don't leave!
I love you!!
Are you creeped out yet?
Magic Bananas
Like a boss
I can't take one more step towards you
Well obviously
I'm just a blogger
Goodbye
You win
I'll stop typing
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Valentines day SUCKS
So far I've had a love-hate relationship with Valentine's day but this year I just hate it. Jorge is not only far away but hurt..
I really miss him and i want to see him.
I don't even know his address and i keep asking him.
He isn't happy there.
I really miss him and i want to see him.
I don't even know his address and i keep asking him.
He isn't happy there.
That's us at the Christmas concert. I actually made him smile.
So anyway, I'm sick of valentines day and its only 11 hours and 23 minutes into it. Only 12 hours and 37 minutes left to go.. I think I'm just gonna go home and sleep.
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Whaddaya think?
When i say you are gonna be okay
I'm just trying to convince myself
I promise baby
Its gonna be okay
I'm gonna fix this
We both are going to be fine
I promise
Please believe me
I know its not gonna be true
I wish i could fix this
Make it all better
Go back to sleep baby
I'm saving you
I promise
I'm just trying to convince myself
I promise baby
Its gonna be okay
I'm gonna fix this
We both are going to be fine
I promise
Please believe me
I know its not gonna be true
I wish i could fix this
Make it all better
Go back to sleep baby
I'm saving you
I promise
So I don't know why....
I have the song Jar of Hearts stuck in my head today.
I know I can't take one more step towards you
Cause all that's waiting is regret
And don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore?
You lost the love I loved the most
I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms
I've learned to live, half-alive
Now you want me one more time
Dear, it took so long
Just to feel alright
Remember how to put back
The light in my eyes
I wish I had missed
The first time that we kissed
'Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back you don't get to get me back
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
Image courtesy of http://pixel16.deviantart.com/art/Jar-of-hearts-178112973
I know I can't take one more step towards you
Cause all that's waiting is regret
And don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore?
You lost the love I loved the most
I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms
I've learned to live, half-alive
Now you want me one more time
Dear, it took so long
Just to feel alright
Remember how to put back
The light in my eyes
I wish I had missed
The first time that we kissed
'Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back you don't get to get me back
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
Image courtesy of http://pixel16.deviantart.com/art/Jar-of-hearts-178112973
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