Jeff Buckley, Years Later

One of the biggest disappointments in music is the fact that Jeff Buckley only lived long enough to give the world a single album, Grace.

Jeff Buckley's first album was Grace. Could you imagine what he could have given us if he had lived longer?? How would music have been different today? What beautiful songs could we be listening to??

black books is great

This is how I feel a lot of the time during school. and this is how i felt when I got that critique back from big shot college professor who told me that i don't use enough description in my stories even tho i DID, i just had to freaking EDIT out all description to match the silly four pages requirment that they had.

When Will Lindsay Lohan Just Die Already?

It seems everyday I am bombarded on the television, on the internet, and in general life with Lindsay "firecrotch" Lohan. And I hate it.

One- She can't act. Forget you, Lindsay. You are only famous because you've fucked all of Hollywood and cavort with skinny anorexic spineless rich freaks. Your antics are the only remarkable thing about you, which is sad because you're an actress who wants to be "respected" and get roles like ScarJo. But you never will. Because you're a joke.

Two- She can't act. You garner no credibility as an actor, you have no real skills.

Finally, in conclusion- SHE'S A BETCH! and i'm tired of hearing about her.

king of america

He thought he was the King of America
Where they pour Coca Cola just like vintage wine
Now I try hard not to become hysterical
But I'm not sure if I am laughing or crying

I wish that I could push a button
And talk in the past
And not the present tense
And watch this hurting feeling
Disappear like it was common sense

It was a fine idea at the time, now it's a brilliant mistake

She said that she was working for the ABC News
It was as much of the alphabet as she knew how to use
Her perfume was unspeakable
It lingered in the air
Like her artificial laughter
Her mementos of affairs
"Oh" I said "I see you know him"
"Isn't that very fortunate for you"
And she showed me his calling card
He came third or fourth and there were more than one or two
He was a fine idea at the time
Now he's a brilliant mistake

He thought he was the King of America
But it was just a boulevard of broken dreams
A trick they do with mirrors and with chemicals
The words of love in whispers
And the axe of love in screams
I wish that I could push a button
And talk in the past and not the present tense
And watch this lovin' feeling disappear
Like it was common sense
I was a fine idea at the time
Now I'm a brilliant mistake

follow through
make your dreams come true
don't give up the fight
you will be alright
cuz there's no one like you in the universe

don't be afraid what your mind conceals
you should make a stand
stand up for what you believe
and tonight we can truly say
together we're invincible

sharing the struggle
they will pull us down
but please please let's use this chance to turn things around
and tonight we can truly say
together we're invincible

do it on your own
it makes no difference to me
what you leave behind
what you choose to be
and whatever they say, your soul is unbreakable

sharing the struggle
they will pull us down
but please please let's use this chance to turn things around
and tonight we can truly say
together we're invincible

sORRY

SORRY! i was just writing down the lyrics to across the sea and only got as far
as
you are eightee

when it's

you are eighteen year old girl, who lives in a small city in japan. you heard me on the radio about one year ago and you wanted to know all about me and my hobbies my favorite food and my birthday. why are you so far away from me? i need help and you're across the sea. i could never touch you, i think it would be wrong. i've got your letter, you've got my song. they don't make stationery like this where i come from so ? and defined? so I sniiiifff and i liiiiickkk the envelope and fall to little pieces all the time! etc.

sORRY

i was listening to across the sea and i was just writing the lyrics down here, and i forgot to erase it.

Correction: SRA class.

Ok, little lads who love Berries and Cream, gather round for the tale of unfortunate events and woe that has been my week. Just kidding. I'm not even going to recount the 120 hours of misery, because it's Friday night and I'm going to sleep very late tomorrow and then go shoe shopping and drown my sorrows in Sugar, Keds, and Converse.

So let me discuss the more minor things going on in my life, and conclude with a shocking poem revealing the content of my innermost thoughts.



1. American Idol- Boringest season ever. Jordin Sparks one, much to everyone's total lack of surprise. Boring, boring, boring. Boring, boring, boring. Didn't watch the last two shows at all. A complete lack of interest in Blake's ass. That's upsetting.

2. McSweeney's- McSweeney's, you're such a hit or miss thing. Sometimes I open you up and I'm like, Damn, McSweeney's sucks. Other times I read a story that quickly becomes one of my favorites, and I'm left ruminating over it for days afterward. Sometimes I open up that story about the planetarium thing that guy made that saw into his past and I cry. Then I realize it's midnight and I have to go to bed and am probably suffering from exhaustion.

3. Amy Winehouse vs. Lily Allen- A tough question. Who'd win in a fight? My friend and I completely agree that Amy Winehouse would kick the shit out of Lily Allen, as much as I like Lily. But Amy Winehouse is a cold hard bitch, and it's not put on at all, contrary to what my brother believes. But this question irks me, and tugs at the back of my mind almost as much as the "Would four body builders take down a gorilla?" question. I'd like to stage that fight one day.

4. Old Photo Albums- When we were cute and innocent and fun!!!

5. Manic Street Preachers- I love you, I love you, I love you.

6. Rosie O'Donnel vs. Hasselbeck- Screw Elisabeth Hasselbeck. She can't even respond to any of Rosie's questions and then gets pissed off when Rosie calls her out. Both of these ppls are ridiculous but at least Rosie is mostly always in the right.

7. Weezer- I've been listening to Pinkerton a lot. I really appreciate Rivers Cuomo's personal problems. They resonate within me, even though I'm not obsessed with Half-Japanese girls.

8. The Surprising Reality Behind Our Mythical Creatures- best headlines ever.

9. "I only hit on you because you're Scottish and Italian!"

10. A Raisin In The Sun is one of the best plays I have ever read, and I love the movie!

11. Garnier Fructis, it only took a week for you to build up in my hair.


A Poem

I only liked you/Because you look slightly similar to Nicky Wire/And upon closer study/You actually don't

YAY!!!
























You are eightee

Concluding the Worst Week Of '07...

Yeah. I survived this week.

IT SUCKED!!!!

Many things happened that were disappointing or tragic or really insane.

LIKE THE FACT THAT I FAILED THE MATH HESPA BY FIVE POINTS AND HAVE TO DROP AN ELECTIVE AND BE IN RETARD CLASS NEXT YEAR!!!!!!!!!!

Three AP's and an SAR!

Go me!

A Quick Overview of Bands I Have Called My Favorite

1. NSYNC- I know that now is the perfect time to say I was a misguided youth. But I still love NSYNC. Not even a guilty pleasure. They were so much fun. I like to take out No Strings Attached time to time and dance all over the place.

2. No Doubt- Still one of my favorites. I could write an essay on how much I love them, how much they meant to me. I feel like I grew up with Gwen Stefani, she's my bitch.

3. Radiohead- See above. I feel like I grew up with Thom Yorke, he's my bitch.

4. The Beatles- For a very long time they were my favorite, and they are definitely still up there.

5. Belle and Sebastian- They have been my favorite now for about.....THREE YEARS! Wow! That's a lot of indie-ness. YAY.

well then

well then, let's get on with it. since no one really reads this blog anyway (with the exception of my dear friend alli), and how i just don't really give two shits about privacy, i'll tell u what's going on.

it's horribly high school.

but a guy i really really like might like me waaaaah and i don't know if he does or not, or if his friend was lieing (lying?? sp?)

WAAAAAAAAAH

IDK IDK IDK IDK IDK IDK IDK IDK IDK IDK IDK IDK IDK IDK

I'm just going to have to wait.

All weekend, I've been going through stages, where I'm like OMG OMG OMG OF COURSE HE'S NOT LYING!!!! HE LIKES YOU YAAAY and then I'm like, OMG IT WAS A HORRIBLE JOKE M*** IS A LIAR BOO HOO WHY WOULD HE DO THIS TO ME???

And honestly, I can't think of a reason why he would lie to me.

I just go in circles, and I can come to no conclusion.

This is my mind.

LAURA, WHY WOULD HE LIKE YOU? YOU WEIGH LIKE FIFTEEN MORE LBS THAN HIM!!! HE HEARS YOU TALK ABOUT THE MOST INANE THINGS WITH ALL YOUR WEIRD OUTSIDER FRIENDS!!! YOU'RE UGLY! YOU HAVE A REALLY ROUND FACE AND HE SEES YOUR RIGHT PROFILE A LOT AND YOUR RIGHT PROFILE IS NOT AS PRETTY AS THE LEFT!!! GAAAAH!!

But Laura, you are the only girl he talks to in that class, you have a lot in common, you think you've seen him look at you a few times, and he always hears what you say even when you're not talking to him and sometimes in those situations he even turns around and talks to you or makes some sort of witty remark in response, so he obviously is interested in you.

BUT I CALLED M*** AN UNLIKEABLE JERK, AND MAYBE HE'S GETTING REVENGE NOW!! GAAAAH!!

Whatever, he gives you free candy, he can't hate you that much.

OMG LAURA YOU'RE GOING TO CONFRONT HIM AND THEN HE'LL LAUGH AND DROP PIG'S BLOOD ALL OVER YOU AND YOU'RE GOING TO WRECK THE TOWN WITH YOUR PSYCHIC POWERS!!!!!!!!!

Oh my God, freak, just calm down a little.

UMMM, BIG BIG DEAL!

Something recently just happened that could change my life a bit, and I hope to God he was telling the truth!!!!!!!!!!

Saturdee

Scary Ass Moments

Just watched the Blair Witch Project, and thinking about truly scary things that have happened to me. What pops into my mind are two incidents- all occuring this year!

About two weeks ago, I was up in the morning, walking around the kitchen in a daze (I'm not a morning person). My mom was making her breakfast at the counter, and suddenly I heard the door open and someone walk inside. Now, we're the only ones at home, ok? And I gasped, and I hid behind my mom (LOL), totally believing that some strange man had just walked in.

Turns out it was my dad, who had a flat tire and couldn't go to work at his usual time.

I felt like an idiot.

But a very scared idiot.

Then the scarier moment- In Cape May, we stayed in the Columbia House, on the haunted floor. Toph and I were kind of laughing about it, and didn't really believe in the legends too much- but that night, seriously- we couldn't sleep because the microwave kept beeping on and off, and we heard all sorts of noises like ppl walking, etc. I didn't want to say anything at first. Then she was like, "I'm sorry, but the microwave is freaking out."
"I know, I'm so fucking scared!"

We were SOOOOOOO scared. We didn't sleep. All the noises we heard were just like the incidents from The Ghosts of Cape May Book; every appliance in the kitchen went haywire.

The next morning we asked if anyone else heard anything. And of course they didn't. We played around with the microwave, and the regular normal beeping noise it made was quite different than the one we heard the night before. Two very different sounds.

Later my mum told me that she heard the air conditioning go on and off the next night.

So it wasn't just us. But it was really upsetting at the time, even if we didn't see any ghosts or anything.

A moment that probably should have been scary but wasn't- when i was sucked under a wave at the beach and the current carried me for what seemed like ten minutes. I was aware that I was underwater, and being thrown around; I was like, "oh, right then, this is how it all happens. I guess this is how I'll die"

Or what about Wildwood- when our seatbelts didn't buckle on that wooden rollercoaster, and we still went on it??

wow, such a daredevil.

gfdgd

well not really crush i guess. it's weird. it's odd.


murghlkgfjldjglf;djgfdgfdgfdg

right now

I'm feeling really odd. Like a whole mix of feelings. Maybe it's cuz I'm tired. But I think I'm just really hormonal.

Sometimes I just have a million emotions and thoughts inside me but no way to verbalize it. IDK. I'm stupid and it's Spring and I have the biggest crush on someone.

durrr

never play bloons. addictive.

For the past ten minutes I've tried to sum up my feelings and write a coherent post, but I have ultimately failed to do so. it was going to be about sexism, and how difficult it is to be a girl and mold yourself to fit society's expectations and the double standard and all that.

But maybe my brain just farted too much.

Cuz really- to grow up female in America, or the world for that matter, is to grow up a wave of contradictions. It is to be immersed in a culture of confusion, self loathing, impossible waist lines.

It is very difficult to write exactly how one's sex has so affected them; since afterall, I came to the conclusion a year ago that whether i knew it or not, almost every aspect of my life has been effected (affected? IDK, I'm sleepy) by my gender. How I look at myself, how I look at others, how I behave.

It's cuz I'm the age that I am, that I am suddenly aware of how silly this world is for a girl and how , even though times have changed since the 1800s, ppl are still sexist in their own little way. Like, why do even my closest guy friends (with the exception of two or three) call all their girl friends "slut" or "ho"? Somehow being called a "slutty bitch" by my friend has become some weird term of endearment. It's wrong, and I live with it everyday, and I do nothing about it because I, like many others, have gotten too used to it.