I move tomorrow. I'm super duper excited about it, too. I've been in this house for longer than I really realized and I'm glad it was kind of an only option sort of deal. After being accused of being a mooch, yeah.. I hightailed my ass out of here. Over it. Family always has your back...
Anyways, this place is super sweet. It's in an old office building that's been renovated into apartments. FIVE bedrooms, TWO bathrooms, new floors, new appliances!... it's going to be awesome. I'll have my own room and cheap rents! The kitties are gonna be happy, and apparently they're also making another feline friend! I'm super stoked.
I also work more this week and they're all shifts before midnight, so I am happy. I made way more money last week with my 8-1 shift. Yay, waitressing!
Anyway, I'm going through all my things tonight and will be throwing a lot away that I don't need to be lugging around anymore. I don't even know how long I'll be in Ohio anymore... and when that time comes, I want to be able to leave when I need to without really relying on anyone else. My priorities are changing... I'm still figuring out what I want to do with my life, but right now... I'm okay with that. I gotta take this one day at a time, and right now I'm only concerned about cheaper living, more efficient commuting, getting back in shape, and having a bomb ass summer. I do plan to go back to school in the fall, though. This is my 21st year. I'm going to enjoy it, not even because I'll be legally able to drink. It's just about time I focus on myself and get what I've been wanting and what I deserve.
Most people won't get it, but I don't care. There are people out there who have gone through the same priority changes as me at this age. They'll get it. And if not, I'll be cool with the misunderstanding.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
TWO WORDS
Hello you fuckers, you assholes, you social rejects…
I hope you get my sarcasm as I generalize our subculture
That once had the biggest of mouths.
Now scared to just speak up,
scared of prepubescent teens with the fastest hands
or has-been role models who gave in to their own cynicism.
I might seem jaded, I might seem arrogant. However,
I am a dude of many opinions which I encroach on every open ear.
I find it offensive when someone cowards behind tight lips.
Save face for the sake of social status, prostitution with a pretty face.
No approval here not bought with pride, all loss for some one else’s gain.
Keep your mouth shut. Keep your eyes straight ahead.
You might make it out of here unscathed but devoid of purpose.
Mediocrity is a fucking cancer; it seems air born and contagious.
I found myself here-when I didn’t fit-most anywhere else.
Now I find it hard to relate to the most familiar of faces.
Don’t Care
Pardon my apathy and my articulation with cheap childish phrases
but I hate the excuses I give this nothing more then these two words
Fuck it
How cliché this all sounds.
This was made for the individual
but is ruined by the ignorant masses.
I hope you get my sarcasm as I generalize our subculture
That once had the biggest of mouths.
Now scared to just speak up,
scared of prepubescent teens with the fastest hands
or has-been role models who gave in to their own cynicism.
I might seem jaded, I might seem arrogant. However,
I am a dude of many opinions which I encroach on every open ear.
I find it offensive when someone cowards behind tight lips.
Save face for the sake of social status, prostitution with a pretty face.
No approval here not bought with pride, all loss for some one else’s gain.
Keep your mouth shut. Keep your eyes straight ahead.
You might make it out of here unscathed but devoid of purpose.
Mediocrity is a fucking cancer; it seems air born and contagious.
I found myself here-when I didn’t fit-most anywhere else.
Now I find it hard to relate to the most familiar of faces.
Don’t Care
Pardon my apathy and my articulation with cheap childish phrases
but I hate the excuses I give this nothing more then these two words
Fuck it
How cliché this all sounds.
This was made for the individual
but is ruined by the ignorant masses.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Cue fangirl squeal
So, you remember me posting about The Dopamines & Off With Their Heads before I deleted all my posts, right? Maybe? Well, their show is tomorrow night and I have been feeling like I wouldn't be able to go... so I just pushed the thought out of my mind. The show didn't exist if I wasn't there. That's how it had to be to keep me from getting bummed.
Then two days ago, posts on facebook started happening to remind people of the show. It's all I thought about. Last night, I played them for my friend and rambled on for about 15 minutes and realized I was talking too much. I felt ridiculous and fangirly.
Well, that feeling then is nothing compared to now. Because I'm going.
HIT IT.
Then two days ago, posts on facebook started happening to remind people of the show. It's all I thought about. Last night, I played them for my friend and rambled on for about 15 minutes and realized I was talking too much. I felt ridiculous and fangirly.
Well, that feeling then is nothing compared to now. Because I'm going.
HIT IT.
Monday, February 7, 2011
You're not getting older,
You're just getting old.
Rushing in and out, and in and out of my mind (I'm out of my mind).
We live and obey with some kind of hate.
Dreading the time to come when we've got no time at all.
I want to take the time to stop and think
about doing this, and what it might mean to be.
When I close my eyes, there's nothing but darkness revealed.
It’s right there in front of me.
Looking forward for a taste of things to come.
I can't see familiar faces on anyone.
Life is trying to pass me by,
but not this time. I am not afraid.
You're not getting older; you're just getting old.
And your finish wears thin as your stories get told.
Yet you've somehow impressed her; she's already sold.
The one page in your book that's still shining in gold says,
"Wishing for the years to flash by
has left me blind.
I’m waiting for the few fleeting moments
where the world makes sense to me."
I want to take the time to stop and think
about doing this, and what it might mean to be.
When I close my eyes, there's nothing but darkness revealed.
It’s right there in front of me.
Looking forward for a taste of things to come.
I can't see familiar faces on anyone.
Life is trying to pass me by,
but not this time. I am not afraid.
I am not afraid.
My search continues for a taste of things to come.
I can't see familiar faces on anyone.
Life is trying its best to pass by,
but not this time. I am not afraid.
(I am not afraid.)
Rushing in and out, and in and out of my mind (I'm out of my mind).
We live and obey with some kind of hate.
Dreading the time to come when we've got no time at all.
I want to take the time to stop and think
about doing this, and what it might mean to be.
When I close my eyes, there's nothing but darkness revealed.
It’s right there in front of me.
Looking forward for a taste of things to come.
I can't see familiar faces on anyone.
Life is trying to pass me by,
but not this time. I am not afraid.
You're not getting older; you're just getting old.
And your finish wears thin as your stories get told.
Yet you've somehow impressed her; she's already sold.
The one page in your book that's still shining in gold says,
"Wishing for the years to flash by
has left me blind.
I’m waiting for the few fleeting moments
where the world makes sense to me."
I want to take the time to stop and think
about doing this, and what it might mean to be.
When I close my eyes, there's nothing but darkness revealed.
It’s right there in front of me.
Looking forward for a taste of things to come.
I can't see familiar faces on anyone.
Life is trying to pass me by,
but not this time. I am not afraid.
I am not afraid.
My search continues for a taste of things to come.
I can't see familiar faces on anyone.
Life is trying its best to pass by,
but not this time. I am not afraid.
(I am not afraid.)
Friday, February 4, 2011
Heya, Hiya
I somehow managed to fall asleep at 9:30 earlier tonight when I didn't wake up til about 3 or 4... and am now awake and sitting here blogging. I really want to go get food; but I don't want to wake everyone up. First world problems.
I now work at Hound Dog's after 3 weeks of bugging them to see if a position was open. Started on Saturday, worked Sunday- and was nervous the whole time. Tuesday was much better, but the ice storm left me with only having 5 tables the whole night. There was one cool dude who I guess comes in all the time and knew I was new, so he tipped me extra. I'm glad I've relaxed there a ton. I think I just realized it was way way better than I thought it was gonna be.
I really wish I were there right now, actually. I'm debating on sneaking out in the middle of the night to get some pizza (and check my schedule!). 12 inch kraut pizza with smoking joe's crust sounds so wonderful. I wonder, do I get a discount? I hope so.
This is my life.
I now work at Hound Dog's after 3 weeks of bugging them to see if a position was open. Started on Saturday, worked Sunday- and was nervous the whole time. Tuesday was much better, but the ice storm left me with only having 5 tables the whole night. There was one cool dude who I guess comes in all the time and knew I was new, so he tipped me extra. I'm glad I've relaxed there a ton. I think I just realized it was way way better than I thought it was gonna be.
I really wish I were there right now, actually. I'm debating on sneaking out in the middle of the night to get some pizza (and check my schedule!). 12 inch kraut pizza with smoking joe's crust sounds so wonderful. I wonder, do I get a discount? I hope so.
This is my life.
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