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Sunday, 23 August 2009
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These Four Walls
By We Were Promised Jetpacks
Roll Up Your Sleeves
see relatedAnother dawn breaks...
Well, it's 9:58 PM as I write this.Basically- we're so close to school I can almost smell the disgusting cafeteria food that I will be submitted to, the arduous hours of reading a thick Biology book as the sweat rolls down my chest because of the heat in my room, and I can also taste the exhilirating gasps of breath as I cross the finish line for my team.Man, I can't believe I've missed all that. I've missed feeling alive, like I have a purpose, like I have someone to be there for in the end of the day to ask them how their day was, and knowing that she will ask me the same.In the end, the pursuit of knowledge engulfs me. Although I can say I've enjoyed lazying about, I cannot say that my quest for more has been purged. I desire to know things through Science, things through analysis, through life. Say what you want to say about high school drama, but in the end everyone loves it. It's because it satisfies our need for communication, our need to feel like we are needed somewhere in the social food web.So as we enter within the next two semesters of books, friends, rumors, songs, and dance, keep in mind the clarity of the sun.There will always be a next one tomorrow- even in your dreams.
"Time is the school in which we learn, time is the fire in which we burn." -Delmore Schwartz
Thursday, 20 August 2009
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You Could Have It So Much Better
By Franz Ferdinand
Walk Away
see relatedI love the sound of you walking away.
There's always a catch to everything, huh?I just don't get it anymore. Maybe I'm just too optimistic, maybe I trust people too much.What do you all think? I think I trust too much.I should just stop trusting.A comedic relief student extra in the amazing movie Good Will Hunting so pationately stated "Trust.... trust is life."Yeah, right; suck my dick.I also figured out that I have a tendency to break my own heart. I put it out there and people just kind of walk away after stomping and chomping on it a bit.I want to smile and tell myself it's going to be OK, but that's when I used to trust.I'm not trusting myself anymore. It's not going to be OK.I'll still put on a smile, though!
There's a catch, of course. It just so happens I'm willing to wait.I'll wait forever, don't get me wrong, but I'll wait nonetheless. I'll just sit here, waiting, twiddling my thumbs and keeping my emotions nearby. That way, I won't crush myself again!I'm happy here, waiting, helping others and loving them. Don't love me, though. Just... don't.On a different note... I'm doing pretty well in Cross Country.Who am I kidding? Nobody gives a fuck."A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge." -Thomas Carlyle
Saturday, 15 August 2009
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Either/Or
By Elliott Smith
Angeles
see relatedIf you leave here without your mind, you'll only be like everybody else.
First things first- the soundtrack to Good Will Hunting makes me jizz in my pants.Alrighty, now that we've got that established- for some melodical reason, the first minute of "Jaqueline" by Franz Ferdinand makes me want to cry. It got to the point that I wanted to write something, but then the rest of the song started and I lost my inspiration.It's sort of ironic that the reason why I lost my inspiration is the same reason why I love Franz Fredinand so much- their music isn't linear, it doesn't follow a strict melody. They switch things up halfway through :)Life's ironic like that, though, if you think about it. I don't feel like explaining it right now, so how about an example?It's kind of like attentiveness. Typically, if you pay someone a lot of attention and talk to them, they're more likely to like you. However, if you overstep a certain invisible line, the opposite happens and it just ends up being really creepy.We're closing in on our senior year, friends. There are so many hellos that we haven't shared, and there are so many goodbyes that we dread. There's less than a year ahead.Let's take it with everything we've got."The clock talked loud. I threw it away, it scared me what it talked." -Tillie Olsen
I just wish I could see the stepping stones, you know?
Monday, 10 August 2009
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Franz Ferdinand
By Franz Ferdinand
This Fire
see relatedI wish it was according to plan, but I like this one better!
I'm still laughing inside.It's not a "Haha, that's stupid," laugh anymore, but a "Haha, I'm so happy!" There's a difference, a big one!Take, for example, the Holocaust! I was perhaps one of the only kids that laughed at it.Before you go judging me with your pompous self-righteousness, though, you kinda have to see my point- I thought it was overtly ridiculous. It was so extreme; I thought it had caricature-like characteristics. You know, straight out of a book, or a movie, or a nightmare. The ends that Hitler and his little gang of Nazis attempted to accomplish were to create a perfect race, when a perfect race isn't one that would murder their bretheren. In a sick, twisted kind of way, it was life's own comedic relief- "I hope you're not forgetting that I'm a bitch!
"Now: if you don't know about the "Haha, I'm so happy!" kind of "Haha", then come talk to me and we'll change that, pronto."Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's." -William Shakespeare
Sunday, 09 August 2009
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Car Alarm
By Sea & Cake
New Schools
see relatedSo Said the Sun
I just don't get it, man.Sometimes I laugh my ass off because of the way it's turning out so differently, and then sometimes I just sit and think.People say I look depressed when I think... Maybe I just always think about depressing things?I have no reason to. Then again, maybe I do. I wish I could know the reason. Self-analysis is dangerous, though. False epiphanies are no small matters.It looks like more rain... Sometimes I sit and wonder... maybe there's a deeper reason to Science. We all know the rain falls because of gravity, because of bla bla bla...Though, if God created the world, why not add a little spice to it? Writers create their own worlds, would not God be the greatest writer of them all?Look around you and all you see is irony, metaphors hidden within the tiniest leaves, within the simple processes of everyday life. What if rain is one of them?A moral that rings within your head: it's not that whatever goes up will come down, but that whatever comes down will always have a chance to go back up."Heaven never helps the man who will not act." - Sophocles
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