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Day two of running: successful. 

THE FOLLOWING HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ANYTHING. You've been warned.

You want to know what one of the most underrated bands of all time is? Counting Crows. They're like a less electronic and more well-spoken version of the Cure. I'm not sure why I make that connection, but I totally do. Adam Duritz? Come on. I don't care if he has shitlocks and a wavering voice, the man makes me so happy that I'm sad and so sad that I'm overflowing with happiness. 

If a band fucks you up in the head like that, you fucking know it's good.

Also, I'm not necessarily a Dave Matthews Band fan, but their singles are DAMN good. Dave Matthews makes me want to find a guy who will write cryptic love songs about me or some shit. I'm pretty sure that after "Crash Into Me" dropped, everyone and their yuppie ass college friends were fucking to that song. It's so sexual in a hidden way, especially if you were just some little girl watching VH1 all day long, not knowing what anything really meant. I didn't realize what Fiona Apple's "Criminal" meant at the time either, but it was fucking great.

Nothing tops sexual pop music to me like Maroon5. I'd do unspeakable things to Adam Levine and that silver tongue of his. "Songs About Jane" is without question one of the most amazing albums that I own. I've even had dreams about that band. He went a little over the top sexually with "It Won't Be Soon Before Long" in my opinion, but fuck I love it. Just listen to the track "Kiwi" and you'll know what the fuck it means when he talks about it dripping from his chin. That's the kind of disguised raunchy shit that makes me want to do illegal acts to Mr. Levine. "She Will Be Loved" was my anthem for YEARS. I was totally bummed when I turned nineteen and it was no longer about me when he said "Beauty queen of only eighteen, had some trouble with herself..."

I am no hero
Oh, that's for sure 
But I do know one thing 
Is here you are is where I belong 
I do know where you go 
Is where I want to be 

Where are you going? 
Where do you go? 
Tell me, where are you going? 
Where? 
Well, let's go 

- DMB "Where Are You Going?"

GODDAMN I LOVE JOHN MAYER TOO.  This may be sad, but my best investment of 2009 is a tie between Squidbillies: Vol.2 and John Mayer's "Where The Light Is" DVD. Holy FUCK. Someone try to tell me that he doesn't do Tom Petty justice with his cover of "Free Falling." That shit is on lock and then some. He's so good at life that he can't even handle it. Top five favorite artists of all time? Oh, he's up there.

I might start a new blog that's just me talking about bands I love and their individual influential tracks. Just because I can and I don't have anyone with whom I can SERIOUSLY talk about this shit with. The day I find someone with the precise music taste as me (who isn't my father) is the day that I bite the bullet and get married. What a great marriage...

Current Mood:
exhausted exhausted
Current Music:
Pandora Radio: Coldplay station
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This is looking more and more like it's meant to be. 

In our own sweet way, we've had a conversation mimicking the early dialogues between Romeo and Juliet. (I don't know if you realize how much I've adored Romeo and Juliet all of my life, but it's pretty fucking ridiculous. My entire stomach will be dedicated to R+J tattoos.)

ROMEO

He jests at scars that never felt a wound.

JULIET appears above at a window

But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!
JULIET
Ay me!
ROMEO
She speaks:
O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head
As is a winged messenger of heaven
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds
And sails upon the bosom of the air.
JULIET
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
ROMEO
[Aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?
JULIET
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.
ROMEO
I take thee at thy word:
Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;
Henceforth I never will be Romeo.
JULIET
What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night
So stumblest on my counsel?
ROMEO
By a name
I know not how to tell thee who I am:
My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,
Because it is an enemy to thee;
Had I it written, I would tear the word.
JULIET
My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words
Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:
Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?
ROMEO
Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.
JULIET
How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,
And the place death, considering who thou art,
If any of my kinsmen find thee here.
ROMEO
With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;
For stony limits cannot hold love out,
And what love can do that dares love attempt;
Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me.
JULIET
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.
ROMEO
Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye
Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,
And I am proof against their enmity.
JULIET
I would not for the world they saw thee here.
ROMEO
I have night's cloak to hide me from their sight;
And but thou love me, let them find me here:
My life were better ended by their hate,
Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love.
JULIET
By whose direction found'st thou out this place?
ROMEO
By love, who first did prompt me to inquire;
He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes.
I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far
As that vast shore wash'd with the farthest sea,
I would adventure for such merchandise.
JULIET
Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek
For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night
Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny
What I have spoke: but farewell compliment!
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,'
And I will take thy word: yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries
Then say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo,
If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully:
Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won,
I'll frown and be perverse an say thee nay,
So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world.
In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond,
And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light:
But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true
Than those that have more cunning to be strange.
I should have been more strange, I must confess,
But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware,
My true love's passion: therefore pardon me,
And not impute this yielding to light love,
Which the dark night hath so discovered.
ROMEO
Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear
That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops--
JULIET
O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circled orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
ROMEO
What shall I swear by?
JULIET
Do not swear at all;
Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,
Which is the god of my idolatry,
And I'll believe thee.
ROMEO
If my heart's dear love--
JULIET
Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee,
I have no joy of this contract to-night:
It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;
Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be
Ere one can say 'It lightens.' Sweet, good night!
This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest
Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
ROMEO
O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?
JULIET
What satisfaction canst thou have to-night?
ROMEO
The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine.
JULIET
I gave thee mine before thou didst request it:
And yet I would it were to give again.
ROMEO
Wouldst thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love?
JULIET
But to be frank, and give it thee again.
And yet I wish but for the thing I have:
My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.

Nurse calls within

I hear some noise within; dear love, adieu!
Anon, good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true.
Stay but a little, I will come again.

It's truly scary to me to think of how perfect this whole situation is. It's taken me forever to admit these things to myself, but it's about time that I did. 

This is what I've asked for and wanted my entire life. How bizarre.
 

Current Mood:
loved loved
Current Music:
Copeland
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I'm a firm believer that my choice in music will dictate my mood or will echo my mood.

Here's tonight's playlist:

"Reach You" - Mike Anderson
"Bone Dry" - Mike Anderson
"I'm Still Waiting" - Mike Anderson
"Take It Back" - She & Him
"You Really Got A Hold On Me" - She & Him
"O' Sailor" - Fiona Apple
"Pistachio" - Lisa Hannigan
"I'm Nowhere And You're Everything" - Chris Thile
"Jealous of the Moon" - Nickel Creek
"Eveline" - Nickel Creek
"Best Of Luck" - Nickel Creek
"I Don't Trust Myself (With Loving You)" - John Mayer
"Gravity" - John Mayer
"Split Screen Sadness" - John Mayer
"Something's Missing" - John Mayer
"Back To You" - John Mayer
"Not Myself" - John Mayer
"I'm Safer On An Airplane" - Copeland
"Love Affair" - Copeland

I might even put my songwriting panties on. What a novel idea.

ETA: Oh yeah, I found out yesterday that Luke knocked some girl up. Faaaan-fucking-tastic. 

Current Mood:
pessimistic pessimistic
Current Music:
Nickel Creek
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 Lacking something
too much nothing.
A house with walls 
and nothing in it.
Queazy stomach, cigarette butts,
burnt up post cards from myself.
To shake the dust off my windows
so I can see something else.
Wounds untended, 
hate still pending,
don't test me 'cause I'm
liable to break out.
Overwhelmed by reckless action
but no one's perfect
but I'm still waiting.
For you to come to my rescue
and save me from myself.
To shake the dust off my windows
so I can see something else.
'Cause I'm trying my hardest
but there's only so much a man can take.
They say time can mend anything
but how long do I have to wait?

"I'm Still Waiting" by Mike Anderson

This song explains the last two weeks of my life perfectly. I've been low as ever and it feels like Kyle is standing on my shoulders.

It'll be a miracle for me to hop off of this emotional rollercoaster alive.

Current Mood:
crushed crushed
Current Music:
Mike Anderson
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 Here are the artists and albums that got me through 2008 (alphabetically):

Amy Winehouse - "Back To Black"
*Aqualung - "Strange & Beautiful"
Arctic Monkeys - "Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not" and "Favourite Worst Nightmare"
Band of Horses - "Cease To Begin"
Beach Boys - "Sounds Of Summer"
Ben Folds Five - "The Unauthorized Biography of Reinhold Messner" and "Whatever & Ever Amen"
*Big Bad Voodoo Daddy - "Big Bad Voodoo Daddy" and "Save My Soul"
*Big D & The Kids Table - "Strictly Rude" and "How It Goes"
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club - "Black Rebel Motorcycle Club"
*Brand New - "Deja Entendu" and "The Devil And God Are Raging Inside Me"
Brian Setzer - "Rockabilly Riot Vol.1: A Tribute To Sun Records" and "Brian Setzer Collection '81-'88"
The Brian Setzer Orchestra - "The Dirty Boogie"
Bright Eyes - Cassadaga
Buddy Holly - "The Buddy Holly Collection Vol.1-4"
*Chris Thile - "Deceiver," "How To Grow A Woman From The Ground" and "Not All Who Wander Are Lost"
Circa Survive - "Juturna"
*Coldplay - "Parachutes" and "Viva La Vida"
Copeland - "Eat, Sleep, Repeat"
The Cure - "Galore"
Cursive - "The Ugly Organ" and "Happy Hollow"
Daft Punk - "Discovery"
Damien Rice - "O"
Danzig - "Danzig"
*Death Cab For Cutie - "Narrow Stairs" and "Transatlanticism"
Deftones - "Around The Fur"
The Ghastly Ones - "A Haunting We Will Go-Go"
Gnarls Barkley - "St. Elsewhere"
*Gogol Bordello - "Super Taranta!"
Hank Williams III - "Straight To Hell" and "Risin' Outlaw"
*Harry Connick, Jr. - "Blue Light Red Light"
Horrorpops - "Hell Yeah!" and "Kiss Kiss Kill Kill"
Incubus - "Light Grenades"
Jamie Cullum - "Twentysomething"
Jenny Lewis With The Watson Twins - "Rabbit Fur Coat"
*John Mayer - "Continuum"
*Johnny Cash - "Live At Folsom Prison"
Justice - "Cross"
Justin Timberlake - "Future Sex/Love Sounds"
*Kanye West - "Late Registration," "808s and Heartbreaks" and "Graduation"
The Killers - "Sawdust"
*Kings of Leon - "Because Of The Times" and "Only By The Night"
*Led Zeppelin - "IV" and "Mothership"
*Mad Caddies - "Just One More"
The Mars Volta - "De-loused In The Comatorium" and "Amputecture"
*Mike Ness - "Under The Influences" and "Cheating At Solitaire"
Nekromantix - "Life Is A Grave (And I Dig It)"
Nine Inch Nails - "The Downward Spiral"
*Radiohead - "Kid A," "In Rainbows," and "OK Computer"
The Reverend Horton Heat - "The Full Custom Gospel Sounds of The Reverend Horton Heat" and "Holy Roller"
*Rilo Kiley - "Under The Blacklight," "Takeoffs and Landings," and "The Execution of All Things"
*Say Anything - "In Defense of the Genre" and "...Is A Real Boy"
She and Him - "Volume One"
*Social Distortion - "Between Heaven and Hell," "Social Distortion" and "Sex, Love and Rock n' Roll"
Stars - "Set Yourself On Fire" and "In Our Bedroom After The War"
Stone Temple Pilots - "Tiny Music: Songs From The Vatican Gift Shop" and "No.4"
Straight 8s - "Never Return To Me" and "Casualties of Cool"
Stray Cats - "Built For Speed," "Choo Choo Hot Fish" and "Stray Cats"
Sufjan Stevens - "Illinoise"
Tegan and Sara - "The Con" and "So Jealous"
The Ting Tings - "We Started Nothing"
TTC - Batards Sensibles" and "36 15 TTC"

* means that wonderful or terrible things are associated with this album/artist

I think I might have gotten slightly lazy towards the end, but if anyone reads this to finish, I will be impressed.

I love you all and thanks for a great 2008. I hope that 2009 will see more progress and less heartache. By this time in 2009 I should be moved to North Carolina to start fresh. If I made resolutions, it would be to bust ass and graduate supa fast. 

Thanks y'all. It's been real.

Current Mood:
depressed depressed
Current Music:
Buddy Holly
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 Humor me in the coming entries for I will be discussing some of my favorite and most personally influential albums (in no particular order).

Volume One.

I have described this album as one of the most perfect albums of all time based on sheer content alone. (I am not a student of recording engineering so I cannot aptly comment on the production quality of the album, but to the untrained album it sounds very solid.) I stand by my claim because as a whole, this album is simply flawless. 

The whole mood and feeling of the album evokes so many emotions at once that it's overwhelming, but not necessarily in a negative way. Chris Martin's voice has always been a little bit haunting and curious, at least to me, and I am quite a fan of unique voices. Seeing live performances (or even just lip-syncing in his music videos) always astounds me because of how much he uses his body to intensify his music. 

For some reason, my mind links Chris Martin and Thom Yorke of Radiohead. I think that it's a fair association.

Track by track:
1. "Don't Panic" - The first time I heard this track was on the movie Garden State and I remember being impressed by it. I find it to be a great choice for the opening track of the album because it allows the listener to go into the album with a sense of optimism. My favorite section of the song is the very last line of it: " 'Cause, yeah, everybody here's got somebody to lean on." (I'm not sure, but I think/hope that the title is referencing the book The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams. Fantastic series of books, by the way.)
2. "Shiver" - This song always struck me as a great opening track as well, but it's a great track in and of itself. The music itself makes the song sound positive while the lyrics are rather stalker-ish. If you get past the stalker feel of it, you will find that it's actually kind of sweet. Take, for instance, this part of the song: "Oh, did you want me to change? Well, I'd change for good and I want you to know that you'll always get your way." Fabulous song.
3. "Spies" - This song is straight-up creepy and feels very urgent to me. I love the dark vibe of it and how his voice sounds almost strained and scared. This portion of the song is what really makes the urgent and scary feeling come out: "And if we don't hide here, they're gonna find us. And if we don't hide now, they're gonna catch us when we sleep. And if we don't hide here, they're gonna find us." This song paints a picture of two fugitives running hand-in-hand, seeking freedom. I love it.
4. "Sparks" - This is one of my very favorite songs on the album. For me, this is a song of promise and care. I could see late nights, curled up with a loved one with this song playing softly in the background. "I promise you this, I'll always look out for you. Yeah, that's what I'll do." Perfect.
5. "Yellow" - I believe that this was the only track off of Parachutes to get much widespread airplay and for good reason. This song was a really good way for the world to be introduced to Coldplay and this song has "single" written all over it. This is a great song to include on a mix CD to a lover because it's very romantic. The closing lines almost leave me in tears because of how most of the background just drops out and you're left with Chris Martin's voice sweetly singing with an acoustic guitar "Look at the stars. Look how they shine for you, and all the things that you do."
6. "Trouble" - I would have to say that this is my second favorite track off of the album. This song embodies all of the things that I sit and wrack my brain over at the end or near the end of a relationship. I always wonder what it was that I did, what I said, and then feel so badly for causing the person grief. "Oh no, I see a spider web is tangled up with me. And I lost my head; the thought of all the stupid things I'd said." Beautiful orchestration and feeling.
7. "Parachutes" - I think that it's funny that the title track to the album is 46 seconds long. This song is short and sweet. "In a haze, a stormy haze. I'll be 'round, I'll be loving you always."
8. "High Speed" - This conveys to me a sense of needing to break free. To calm down. To simply take a breather. I love this song for its content and how in the middle there seems to be a conversation between two people before they take a leap: "Confidence in you, is confidence in me, is confidence in a high speed."
9. "We Never Change" - I feel so saddened by this song because it represents a loss in faith. I've felt a loss like this often in my life and it suits certain moods. It suits when you've just given up because someone just never changes even when you have high hopes. "Oh and I don't have a soul to save. Yes and I sin every single day."
10. "Everything's Not Lost" - I couldn't have picked a better official closing track myself. The album opens with a sort of optimism and closes with it as well. The song is actually pretty well summed up by its title although it is definitely a worthy listen. The song ends very powerfully with a sort of chorus/sing-a-long, which I love. "When I counted up my demons, saw there was one for every day. With the good ones on my shoulders, I drove the other ones away."
11. "Life Is For Living" - This track is a bonus/hidden track shortly after "Everything's Not Lost." This has to be one of my favorite parts of the album because of the way it is produced. It has a very old-time, vinyl, scratchy quality to it and speaks a succinct yet powerful message. "Life is for living, we all know, and I don't want to live it alone."

I call it a must have.

Current Mood:
drained drained
Current Music:
Coldplay
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 These people are responsible for changing my life for the better and helping me to keep a positive attitude every single day.

Annie Collins has been my best friend since about eighth grade and we've never looked back. This girl makes me cry because we laugh so hard when we're together. Even if we have three hours difference between us, we're still as goofy and stupid as ever when we hang out. I am completely myself with Annie and she loves me for it. We have big dreams and we'll achieve them together. I love this girl and I thank God every day that she is in my life.

Stephen Turner is a Godsend. I never thought that my first day working at the HT I'm at now would bless me so much with this boy. He makes me laugh so hard with his observations and countless stories about growing up as a gay man. He is so strong in the face of people trying to discourage him. He loves me for my quirkiness and fabulousness and I love him because of how mod he is. We are two weird peas in a pod and I love that I get to spend so much time with him. He definitely helps me wake up each morning with a smile.

Living with Geoff Brashear was one of the best decisions of my life. We were the weirdest roommates ever, but it was incredible. We had such great chemistry and it was nice to come home to someone who wanted to see me. We had great conversation, he understood the fact that I really love sleep, we talked about relationships, we owned the bitter bus station, and we were just great friends. It was nice to be able to go somewhere with someone and have a good time. Every time I go to Kroger it's always so lonely without him. You're awesome, Geoff. I miss you like crazy. 


 

Current Mood:
grateful grateful
Current Music:
Moulin Rouge! soundtrack
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Dear world,

I would like to go back to living when you decide to stop messing with me. I am getting a little sick of the fact that you are constantly sending me up a slope of good feelings only to encounter an unfinished road and I have no brakes. Therefore, I go careening into an abyss which I drown in medication and an overall pissy demeanor.

I'm sure it isn't pleasant for anyone involved in my life so I'm sure that they would like for my life to pick back up and be normal. I might swear off dating for life because I hate the drama. I hate dating, in fact. My entire dating life has gone one of a few different paths:

Path One - Not My Type: I get into these situations by a. Meeting a guy who I THINK is pretty rad or b. Somehow I get conned into it because I'm a pushover sometimes. Basically what happens is I end up on a date wracking my brain trying to think of a way to get out of this unpleasant situation. This makes me feel exceedingly guilty because I'm somewhat of a people pleaser and I hate when people are disappointed in me. I end up completely cutting off all communication with said person and living in the fear of someday running into him. I hate this situation.

Path Two - No Call, No Show: I find a guy who is totally rad and we end up going somewhere casually. (I'm the queen of casual situations because relationships are pretty scary for me and I have lots of living to do.) The entire time we are laughing and generally getting along swimmingly. This gives me much pleasure because I think, "Well, something lucrative might come of this!" NOT. We make arrangements to do something fairly soon after the meeting is over and I get a little excited about it because I like being with people and doing stuff for the most part. The date day comes and he doesn't call or makes up an excuse. This is a little bit of a letdown because I really value honesty and I would rather someone tell me something hurtful but true to my face rather than my brain conjuring up all of the horrible things I must have done to turn this person off. This is more gruesome than the previous situation.

Path Three - Reconsideration: I tenderly and adequately chose this title because this situation is the one that sucks BY FAR the most out of any situation short of complete and utter getting dumped. I meet a guy and we get along GREAT so we decide to go on multiple outings/dates/adventures together. Things are going well until one day I get a weird vibe from the guy and I bring it up because I'm a journalist and I need to know what the hell is up. Well, he beats around the bush for a while and finally it boils down to the fact that he wants to "slow things down" or something equally as heartbreaking and shitty. Following this conversation is an avalanche of awkwardness which spirals to complete and total animosity. We bitterly cut off communications and I'm pretty much wrecked for a period of days/weeks. I HATE THIS ONE. SO MUCH. My friends, I'm headed down Path Three currently. I'm pretty pissed, to put it politely. I hate even THINKING that there's something wrong with me. Damnit, I know there isn't anything wrong with me but in times like this I can't help but consider it.

Hello, Sister Courtney--welcome to the convent! 

I hope that I can bring my mandolin along.

Current Mood:
pessimistic pessimistic
Current Music:
Chris Thile
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Last night someone told me that they love me.

For real...that they LOVE me.

I've never been told that before--ever. I find it ironic, however, that I don't love him in the LEAST. I'm a hard one to crack in that department.

He proceeded to list out all of the things about me that he loves and I just couldn't wrap my damn head around it. I very quickly came to the conclusion that I am pretty weirded out by it. (I know that's bad, but I am.)

My thoughts lead me to the overwhelming realization that even I can be loved. Maybe someday I'll find mutual love...like the kind of emotional and passionate love that I've loved with. I've always figured that maybe I'm just THAT girl who possesses all of the qualities of a halfway decent significant other, but she has an overactive and over-analytical mind which hinders love and even the mere SUCCESS of a relationship altogether.

I have this idea in my head that being in a relationship puts me in a gigantic cage. It's not like I can't keep it in my pants because I fucking did for nineteen years even when presented with a plethora of opportunities. I feel like having to report someone else and having a title clips my wings. I hate the feeling of an obligation to anyone besides myself because I am too damned independent.

At the same time, it's great to have someone who gives me butterflies. Being able to kiss someone, open your eyes, and adore the man staring back at me is unlike any other feeling sometimes. The last time that I got butterflies was with B and sadly enough, he still gives them to me as much as I hate to think about it.

However, I keep learning the same lesson: one person exploding with butterflies and kisses doesn't make up for the other person's lack of said emotions.

I moved my room around and washed my sheets a couple of times in a row in the vain hope that it would drown my demons, but it hasn't seemed to.

When I'm depressed I keep it inside and sleep. All that I've done for months is sleep. Sleep is my way of escaping from thoughts...but somehow they've started to invade my dreams. I don't think that I can get away from them whilst still being a conscious human being.

I am being fucking suffocated and I hate it. I am trying to claw my way out but something about me is too motherfucking nice and mean at the same time to do anything.

The one thing that can seriously break me: disappointment.

(As a complete side note: the new Death Cab album definitely didn't disappoint me. Way to deliver, Ben Gibbard! You know my sickly little heart too damn well.)

Current Mood:
discontent discontent
Current Music:
Death Cab for Cutie
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I want to know your plans and how involved in them I am.
When you leave for good this fall Ill be forgiven?
And If you want roses Ill buy a bouquet.
If that just won't cut it, well what can I say?

You're what keeps me believing the world's not gone dead,
Strength in my bones put the words in my head.
When they pour out to paper, it's all for you.
'Cause that's what you do. That's what you do.

I want to know your fears, from your feet to the back of your ears.
When they raise the landing gear will your heart stay here?
If you could forgive me for being so brash, well you...
you could hit me or whip me, I'd savor each lash.

You're what keeps me believing the world's not gone dead,
Strength in my bones put the words in my head.
When they pour out to paper, it's all for you.
'Cause that's what you do.

No more fighting.
This is only a waste of our time
'cause soon we'll be leaving.
Will this strength still be mine?
I'll look out for you 'til I die, 'til I rot.
I'll remember you 'til I die, until I rot.

You're what keeps me believing the world's not gone dead,
Strength in my bones put the words in my head.
When they pour out to paper, it's all for you.

You're what keeps me believing the world's not gone dead,
Strength in my bones put the words in my head.
When they pour out to paper, it's all for you.
'Cause that's what you do

Say Anything - "I Want To Know Your Plans"

I went to Atlanta to shop and cut loose this weekend since:
A. I didn't have a Spring Break.
B. Finals are coming up.
C. I had the weekend off.

I went with Stephen and Kasey, who turn out to be amazing company. I really had a ton of fun. We went to this bangin' club and danced the night away. I am having negative thoughts because both Kasey and Stephen were snatched away by boys wanting to dance with them..but not me. I'm pretty sure that I might be the most unappealing thing ever..which is okay because I'm not down with one-night-stands. I just sat around after a while and watched everyone getting impregnated or impregnating on the dance floor and took the time to block out the noise and think. I'm happy with me but sometimes it's nice to know that the rest of the world is too. Completely unnecessary in some respects, but having acceptance is animal/human nature. Why else do animals put on mating displays?

I did, however, get hit on when we went to the alternative part of Atlanta, Little 5 Points. That place fucking RULED. A street musician playing a saxophone walked along beside me playing and then said, "Stick around--I need some inspiration." Haha :)

Maybe I look too deep into things, but I think that my dreams try to tell me things. Shit..that fucking blows. I don't like that feeling :(

Current Mood:
uncomfortable uncomfortable
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It's not a silly little moment
It's not the storm before the calm
This is the deep and dyin breath of
This love we've been workin on

Can't seem to hold you like I want to
So I can feel you in my arms
Nobody's gonna come and save you
We pulled too many false alarms

We're goin down
And you can see it too
We're goin down
And you know that we're doomed
My dear
We're slow dancing in a burnin room

I was the one you always dreamed of
You were the one I tried to draw
How dare you say it's nothing to me
Baby, you're the only light I ever saw

I'll make the most of all the sadness
You'll be a bitch because you can
You try to hit me just hurt me
So you leave me feeling dirty
Because you can't understand

We're goin down
And you can see it too
We're goin down
And you know that we're doomed
My dear
We're slow dancing in a burnin room

Go cry about it why don't you
Go cry about it why don't you
Go cry about it why don't you
My dear, we're slow dancin' in a burnin' room,
Burninl room, burnin' room
Don't you think we oughta know by now
Don't you think we shoulda learned somehow
Don't you think we oughta know by now
Don't you think we shoulda learned somehow
Don't you think we oughta know by now
Don't you think we shoulda learned somehow
Don't you think we shoulda learned somehow
Don't you think we shoulda learned somehow
Don't you think we shoulda learned somehow
Don't you think we shoulda learned somehow

John Mayer - Slow Dancing In A Burning Room

It was a good run.
I laughed.
I cried.
I was angry.
I was upset.
I was clueless.
I was hurt.
I acted dumb.
I was right.
I was wrong.
I am right again.
CLOSED.

Current Mood:
lonely lonely
Current Music:
John Mayer
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This entry is for me and for my own sake of closing the door on a very painful part of my life. I am incorporating into this one of my favorite songs of ALL time: "Split Screen Sadness" by my main man, John Mayer.

"And I don't know where you went when you left me but
Says here in the water you must be gone by now
I can tell somehow..."

I'm starting at the end because this needs to be closed sooner than the rest. He stopped talking to me one night for no reason at all. Directly prior to this, he threatened to blow off work for the rest of the week and drive to Murfreesboro to see me because I was crying on the phone with him, which hadn't happened before. One of the biggest mistakes that I have made in my entire life is encouraging him to stay and NOT lose his job. I knew that something was wrong and the sinking feeling in my stomach was only strenghtening that feeling..my heart didn't want to face it.

"One hand on the trigger of a telephone
Wondering when the call comes
Where you say it's alright
You got your heart right..."

I called him a few times and left a few voicemails to virtually no avail. A week or two later he called and apologized; I was busy at the time and was so mad at him that I couldn't talk at that moment. I hadn't fully collected my thoughts, I was busy being so hurt and angry with him that I couldn't even form entire sentences. I called him back the next day and he never answered or called me back.

"Maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and
Wait on the porch 'til you come back home
Oh, right
I can't find a flight
We share the sadness
Split screen sadness
Two wrongs make it all alright tonight..."

It's kind of scary how close I was to dropping everything to drive to him. I was and am still tight with his big brother and I wanted for things to be like a movie: I'd drive to him, it'd be raining (of course), his doorbell would ring, and I would be soaking wet, standing on the other side. How perfect it would have been to have had a goodbye and how stupid I feel for not doing something like that, even though it was completely irrational.

"All you need is love is a lie cause
We had love but we still said goodbye
Now we're tired, battered fighters..."

He mentioned something to me when he called me for the last time about how he was scared because of how much he cared for me and how hard it is for him to not be able to see me very much at all. He talked about moving out here to finish up school because of the recording industry program and to be with me. I never asked him to because his life came before being with me in all circumstances, period. The fact that I attend a college with a mother fucker of a recording industry program is purely coincidental--I would have suggested MTSU even if I didn't go here. I had all of these stupid scenarios in my head of he and I having a little house with the white picket fence, a cat, a dog, and lists of chores and maintenance to do..but being so good together that it was all enjoyable.

"And it stings when it's nobody's fault
Cause there's nothing to blame at the drop of your name
It's only the air you took and the breath you left..."

The saddest part about the whole situation was that geographically and financially our relationship was impossible. We had love for each other and we were amazing together, but it just never would have worked. The fact that I feel right using the word "impossible" makes it that much more heartbreaking. I am a firm believer in the fact that everything is possible..but that just wasn't.

"Maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and
Wait on the porch 'til you come back home
Oh, right
I can't find a flight
So I'll check the weather wherever you are
Cause I wanna know if you can see the stars tonight
It might be my only right..."

For almost a month after we stopped talking, I would do nothing but cry all night and listen to Beck's "Sea Change." I was a walking zombie and it was one of the few times in my life that my tear ducts got a good cleansing. I don't think that I have been that mentally and emotionally beaten up in my nineteen years of existence.

"I called
Because
I just
Need to feel you on the line
Don't hang up this time
And I know it was me who called it over but
I still wish you'd fought me 'til your dying day
Don't let me get away..."

Why did he let me go? He was so sweet to me and he loved me. I was his little "darlin' " and he was my sweet boy. No one has ever treated me as well as he did which always makes me wonder. Not many people can see something in me that is worth pursuing and I'm not entirely sure why. I know that I've always been "one of the guys" or whatever, but sometimes I want someone to think more about my head and less about my chest. He was that way and, Lord almighty, did I love him for it. He was so respectful and he made me feel completely secure in the way that I needed to feel secure. He respected my independence, we always chose bros before hoes (in a manner of speaking), but we always had a little time just to talk. Our conversations were epic, not any of that "Oooooh I love you sooooo much, BABY." Hell no. We talked like friends..we were best friends.

To this day he has never returned my phone call.

"Cause I can't wait to figure out what's wrong with me
So I can say this is the way that I used to be
There's no substitute for time
Or for the sadness
Split screen sadness
We share the sadness..."

I'm far too young to be in a serious relationship or even be in love like that, but sometimes I think that if he had asked me to marry him, I might have. I have figured out the way that I am and now I'm living my life for me, as I've always done. I'm not asking for anything like that any time soon..it was nice while it lasted. I'm not one for relationships at all, but sometimes they'll come and sneak up on you.

It's been a year and a half and I have been at peace with the situation for QUITE some time now. It felt good to reminisce and close that chapter of thought, in lieu of the recent dream that I wrote about in my last LJ entry.

I am good at picking up my pieces and moving on because I don't rely on anyone else but me. I am responsible for how I live my life, I am responsible for my problems, I am responsible for my catastrophies, I am responsible for my actions, I am responsible for the results of my actions, I am responsible for ME and no one else. I don't expect for anyone to be there, though it is nice to have someone to talk about things with, which is why I speak to my parents so much--they understand lots of what goes on with me and they love and support me no matter what the situation is.

I have some pretty amazing friends, too. My closest friend and best confidante has been Chris Payne. This man means more to me than lots of people and I would probably be somewhere about to implode with too many thoughts if he didn't let me talk things out and listen to me whenever I needed to. The most supportive people in my life are men and that's why I hang around them so much, not to mention the fact that a good 95% of the time I act like a man.

I've been hurt before..many, many times. I have definitely moved on from all of them and I am free of restrictions. I'm not a big ball of insecurities anymore and I've found my peace. I pray to God that all of the people in my life can feel the peace that I feel and be able to realize all of the things that they have been blessed with. People are blessed with distinctly different things whether it be people, talents, thoughts, or abilities and hopefully those blessings will be treated as such.

Nicholas, I loved you. I loved you with as big of a love that I could and then some. Maybe someday I'll forget about you, but I'll never forget how you made me feel.

"Maybe when things turn green again it will be good to say you know me..."

Current Mood:
thoughtful thoughtful
Current Music:
Jack's Mannequin
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