Okay, Mum has friends over, so I'm bored shitless, and I've turned to alcohol. Hmm great makings of an alcoholic i can hear you think...
anyway the whole reason for posting this blog, is to advertise the amazingness of Marianas Trench - Cross My Heart.
To prove the amazingness of their music, here is the vid (fanmade) of the acoustic version of that song
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Erfurt Massacre, 2002
April 26th 2002, Robert Steinhaeuser shot 13 facility members, 2 students and one police officer at the Johann Gutenberg Gymnasium.
My heart goes to all the victims, and Steinhaeuser family.
(more info go to http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erfurt_massacre)
I remember the media furore, and the funeral very clearly, though I did not go to the school.
I don't understand what makes that okay in the person's mind. I understand that war video games have an influence but what makes the person cross the line between wats real and wats not.
(Debates on this topic include www.larouchepub.com/other/2002/2918erfurt_killgs.html)
"Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye to all the ones I’ll miss,
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye to war and politics," Farewell Rocketship by Children Collide
Friday, March 13, 2009
Not sure how this will turn out, you and me together
I have no witty or ponderous thoughts today, so I think this blog will become paragraphs of thoughts strung together by grammar. My mind tends to think all over the place, so yeah the thoughts may not be in order.
I still have to see Watchmen, even if just for Billy Crodup blue balls (or maybe not), there are soo many things I wanna see, but cant because I have to be in "economy mode" and save. But is that a real reason preventing a few pleasures here and there? I dont know...I'm still figuring that one out.
Seeing book piles makes me realise how much of a book fan I am, call me book worm if you want.
Thats it I'm all out of thoughts, going back to my room to read and listen to soundrelief on nova.
toodles
"And I long for you too a bit
After losing you way across star riddled sky.
To carry you home.
I cherish my loss, a gentle reminder
Life is unkind, at the best of times" - Adieu by Enter Shikari
I still have to see Watchmen, even if just for Billy Crodup blue balls (or maybe not), there are soo many things I wanna see, but cant because I have to be in "economy mode" and save. But is that a real reason preventing a few pleasures here and there? I dont know...I'm still figuring that one out.
Seeing book piles makes me realise how much of a book fan I am, call me book worm if you want.
Thats it I'm all out of thoughts, going back to my room to read and listen to soundrelief on nova.
toodles
"And I long for you too a bit
After losing you way across star riddled sky.
To carry you home.
I cherish my loss, a gentle reminder
Life is unkind, at the best of times" - Adieu by Enter Shikari
Friday, March 6, 2009
cry over me, just the one time
Maybe its a sign of maybe I'm not over my breakup with my ex (could you call him my ex with our history?), that whenever I'm talking/see a person in a relationship, i curse my unlucky stars and maybe think that maybe I'm too ugly/not a nice personality and ask why I am always single...or maybe its because I'm too negative for guys to even consider a relationship with me
...or maybe I'm destined to be a spinster.
and maybe, I dunno, maybe its because of the alcohol in my system, but the single depression has gotten me really teary/depressed that i just cant see the point...
of living in happiness.
Dont get me wrong, I am extremely happy for my friends who are in a relationship, its a more "Its-not-your-fault-its-my-problem-and-you-guys-arent-the-reason-for-it" philosophy.
Or maybe the vodka's gone to my head to think rationally and the whole media thing with it being one of an important things in a person's life has gotten into my head and I cant think rationally.
Maybe it's all come down to the point of where I'm tired of waiting for Mr. Prince Charming.
"Another night sleepless
I don't want to feel this
Nothing can stop this pain
Trying to get to
A time I forget you
Still tangled in yesterday
It's so easy for you
To give nothing for me
Did you ever feel anything?" - Cry Over Me by Meatloaf
...or maybe I'm destined to be a spinster.
and maybe, I dunno, maybe its because of the alcohol in my system, but the single depression has gotten me really teary/depressed that i just cant see the point...
of living in happiness.
Dont get me wrong, I am extremely happy for my friends who are in a relationship, its a more "Its-not-your-fault-its-my-problem-and-you-guys-arent-the-reason-for-it" philosophy.
Or maybe the vodka's gone to my head to think rationally and the whole media thing with it being one of an important things in a person's life has gotten into my head and I cant think rationally.
Maybe it's all come down to the point of where I'm tired of waiting for Mr. Prince Charming.
"Another night sleepless
I don't want to feel this
Nothing can stop this pain
Trying to get to
A time I forget you
Still tangled in yesterday
It's so easy for you
To give nothing for me
Did you ever feel anything?" - Cry Over Me by Meatloaf
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Spend time with trouble
I've got to say, i participated in one of the most scariest things ever - allowing myself being towed in my car.
The old car that we have is being a female with PMS (if it ever has the possibility of having PMS), it is cranky, and when something goes wrong, well then most of it just goes wrong.
For now, it will not drive, and if you get it driving, it will die on you, so we had to tow it to the mechanics.
Towing, I guess, is just a matter of trust. A matter of trusting that the person towing knows what you're doing, and a matter of trusting yourself. Even though it is like being a skier, you need the tension in the rope, it is still bloody scary. All the while, I'm going "I'm gonna crash into the back of the front car" whilst trying to convince myself, the worst thats gonna happen is that I'm going to lightly bump it.
I'm glad to have that episode over and done with.
"Underneath our conversation
Unspoken truth
If you wait me I'll wait for you
So meet me underneath the station and I'll wait for you" God is Dead, Meet the Kids by British India
The old car that we have is being a female with PMS (if it ever has the possibility of having PMS), it is cranky, and when something goes wrong, well then most of it just goes wrong.
For now, it will not drive, and if you get it driving, it will die on you, so we had to tow it to the mechanics.
Towing, I guess, is just a matter of trust. A matter of trusting that the person towing knows what you're doing, and a matter of trusting yourself. Even though it is like being a skier, you need the tension in the rope, it is still bloody scary. All the while, I'm going "I'm gonna crash into the back of the front car" whilst trying to convince myself, the worst thats gonna happen is that I'm going to lightly bump it.
I'm glad to have that episode over and done with.
"Underneath our conversation
Unspoken truth
If you wait me I'll wait for you
So meet me underneath the station and I'll wait for you" God is Dead, Meet the Kids by British India
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