Future, they say

Future they say

It is all you need worry now.

Scholarships, essays, applications

headache pill after pill

Indecision, incomprehension of what is to come

little tragedies in a teens unpredictable, extremely predictable life

Will we fall through, throw it all away

or will we walk with the ones we've known for years

Graduation day is so close and yet so unbearably far away

We lose our hair and keep shrinks employed at age seventeen. 

I could just dance.

Tomorrow Bullet For My Valentine's new CD comes out!!!!!!!! ! ! ! !! ! ! ! !!! ! ! ! ! ! ! :) and that means they'll probably tour in the states!!!!!! ! ! ! ! ! !

AND next month Billy Talent's live CD comes out. :) :) :) :) ! <33333333

And panic at the disco has a cd coming out too.

Yay.

Okie I'm done :)

My opinion on music!!!!! <33333333333333!!

Music is my life.

I'm sorry if that bugs anyone, but that's the way it is. Some people's passion is sports, some people's passion is skating, others may be gaming, despite how silly that is. (No offense you cute little nerdy people).  Mine is music.

Music is genius. If you play an instrument and are halfway decent you are my hero. If it weren't for music, I probably wouldn't be who I was today. Ha. That could be good or bad. 

Music has helped me through times in my life where nothing else could. I guess it's just a matter of finding bands or artists you can relate to. For me, there's a lot.

Billy Talent, Bullet for my valentine, Armor for sleep, bayside, as I lay dying, Aiden, She wants revenge, Blink 182, AFI, Bring me the horizon,  and a billion more are the reason I made it here today.

But i'm sure if your reading my blog you already know this. So why re-inform? Well there are people in this world that like to pretend to have interests in things they really...well...have no interest in at all. I know, I know. It's a real shocker that people would ACTUALLY lie to make people like them. We've all NEVER seen that before. 

Yesterday I spotted someone in a Funeral for a friend shirt and I was so excited that someone knew them. So we get talking and I ask him what his favorite song was. "Umm. I like the newest CD." By now I'm rolling my eyes. "What song?" Cool shirt boy gives me a pleading look. "All of them." By now I wanna punch this guy in the face. WHY WEAR THE DAMN T SHIRT IF YOU DON'T EVEN LISTEN TO THE BAND???!?!? I know, it's weird. I'm paranoid, right?

But when you've supported a band since the beginning and now you're getting those kids who walk around in the T shirts and don't know a thing about the band it hits a nerve. I'm obsessed with Billy Talent (that's putting it lightly) And i've listened to them since their Pezz! days. Now, if you know Billy Talent that is quite a long time. Now people are wearing their T shirts and knowing about as much as cool T shirt boy. People are ridiculous! 

Girls Are Stupid.

Don't get me wrong, we can be....durable. Sometimes. But pretty much we are the worst thing to ever walk this earth. We're so stupid and dramatic and fake. Who we are in the inside never shows because we're so busy chewing each other apart or backstabbing so called friends that we're too buried in all that to want to be real. Now, I'm not excluding myself but at least I'm willing to be open about it. Most of us won't even admit that we're not really real. Guys are so cool. Honestly, where girls can get in a fight over stupid stuff and hate each other forever, guys get mad at each other and come back the next day and don't give a shit. Guys are amazing. Ewe. and girls use the hell out of each other. It's disgusting!!! 

Girls.

Annoying, fake, unobtrusive. 

Life is but a stupid game.

No one holds anything real

They hate the different and use the same.

Ghost Headache.

Today a headache decided to give me a little visit. I have the teeniest feeling it might've been stress related. It might've been because one of my best friends is moving away. Or, wait, maybe because my friend is in the hospital and I'm still sitting on the fact that she might not be totally okay. Or, even better, maybe because it's the middle of senior year and i'm losing my mind because everything is deciding to fall apart all at once. There's a few other fun factors that could be the cause of my friend the headache, but I won't bore you. 

So anyway, I killed off the headache with a little thing called Excedrin. In fact, there was nothing little about it. Today I will freely admit I was a borderline pill popper. Hooray for being a druggie for a day. 

Now I've got this annoying remnant of a headache. My mom calls them ghost headaches. Like it was alive but I killed it. Well, to be specific the forty seven pounds of excedrin killed it. So now my friend the headache is gone and tomorrow I get to go back to school and finish off the week, face reality, shoot myself in the head, however you want to put it. I think i'd take the headache.

Senior Year. 

One more step into the future I cannot seem to ever comprehend

A year half spent, and yet I continue to beat on the shell i've wanted to escape from for years

Stress pours in from every corner of the room I call life

Parents, friends, those I long to hold dear and yet the fighting continues.

Love is not something lately i've come to understand

and where it had been in the past now is numb to the touch

Truth and all it's inquiries are nonexistent

and I thrive to move along this reckless road i've traveled at a faster speed.