I love that album.
This might be the only unique thing to come out of the 80's. Alright, I'm kidding. There's stuff like Front 242 and then there's stuff like Appetite for Destruction that I really can't say is bad,
But this album,
Wow.
No, seriously, it's up there with Dark Side.
It's up there with The Little Prince, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, Catcher in the Rye, and I have horrible taste in books.
I was reading Night the other night.
I thought, this book doesn't move me at all, and it should. Alright, that violin scene had me shed a few tears, but apart from that...
Music doesn't move me the way it should.
My love life, my friends, it's all so much better in my head. Reality never quite measures up.
Everything is in my head these days. "Life is but a dream," from an Aria ad.
Hmmmmm? Maybe I'm just a narcissist. Maybe that's why I'm here, blogging about it, right?
Lalalalalaaaaa....
But the world really is beautiful.
Remember that.
When people are mean to you, or maybe when you're mean to yourself, you can look up to the sky and see a contrail just drifting and perhaps that's how you feel. I have no idea. It never quite works for me, and I go home and play grunge, which never quite works either.
So then I just sleep for hours and maybe dream about what could have been.
But on a side note, grunge is amazing.
It's music that speaks to me. Like that other stuff, psychedelia, industrial, hip-hop, dance, whatever music I'm in love with, it's so fake... it takes tons of money and production and time...
I mean, I'm satisfied wiht the results, yeah, just...
Grunge is raw. You site down after a stressful day, put the amp all the way up, play your fucking brains out,
"TO HELL WITH THIS WORLD! TO HELL WITH EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING! I WISH I COULD DISAPPEAR! WHY CAN'T IT ALL WORK OUT?"
and you mean it, and you lose yourself until the moment you decide to open your eyes again.
Speaking of which, read Solanin.
I mean that.
Read it. Finish it.
It's one of the few good things I've found...
The girl, the guys, I just think they're such real characters, and the stuff they do is so cute sometimes, like the mailbox guy and the frog thing... Yaaaaaay!
Why am I bolding the first sentence of every paragraph? :P
Hey, I had this big project today. Actually 5. It's that time of the month again... I never start my projects until the day before they're due. God, I'm stressed like you have no idea what.
But back to manga. We lolicons have this negative association with us these days, like we're pedophiles or something. Even if that's what we are, most of us are too introverted, closety, munching on Pocky (which really is overrated) kinda guys to really do much.
>.< <---aaaaaaaa cute! But hey, I haven't touched it in a while, actually. I don't want to be arrested like that Handley guy.
That loli clock that this girl reviewed that I originally found on Sankaku (godly site :o) really is quite cute...
^ - ^
Hey, I'll post a pic if I ever remember, alright?
What was I on about originally? TDS... Riiiight.
Hey, Trent's so hot, you have no idea... like those other guys, Pete Wentz, Matt Bellamy, whateverrrr... Trent, he's got that serious, sad look in his eyes, that tall face, that seriously sweet hair that he HAD TO CUT. (see the pics?)
Unlike Kurt, who remains amazing and godly.
His early stuff was great. What happened to stuff like TDS and Pretty Hate Machine? It's like his ideas went away with his hair... so sad... T-T <---see, those sad smileys don't work with this font... Hey, whatever, I'm about done ranting. It's almost 12, and i haven't touched my chem in a while... Oh, one last thing. I wish I was a girl.......................... Even more, I wish everyone was all equally nice and loving................... I'm so jealous of everyone all the time SO JEALOUS AAAAAAAA........ Hmmmm, whatever, back to chem, la di laaaa.
And one other last thing:
That black guy has some amazing wall-flipping skills ;P
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