Five Bands That Should Still Be Together!

1. Face to Face

2. Jawbreaker

3. Reggie & The Full Effect

4. Hot Water Music

5. One Man Army

Face to Face is playing Bamboozle left!! :( Actually, like a ton of good bands are playing Bamboozle Left and our Bamboozle will probably be shitty, like it almost always is.  I HEARD through the grapevine that Jawbreaker is getting back together, but I'm not sure I trust the source.  Don't get me started on Reggie.. Let me just say that My Chemical Romance was a fine band the way it was and the line-up should not have changed and James Dewees should still be with Regg.  I feel like Hot Water Music never broke up, but they should atleast record a new album.. They already got the tour and everything..  I'm still a bit bitter about not seeing that show.  I really want to see the Larry Armsssssss stilllllll and HWM duh, of course.  Duh.  Alkaline Trio should tour with them!  NO. Alkaline Trio needs to do a traveling festival with all of the bands I just listed + TLA.  And the Falcon can play, too!  Since they'll be there already.  Hm.  Today I got 150 copies of the Crash Romeo flyer and I think everyone should come to the show.  Thursday, March 27th at FYE.  Aside from that, I did a few other productive things and the only thing I still have left to accomplish is this Euro outline about the end of WWI.  Hm.  I took off on Sunday because of the video shoot that I can no longer go to.  Now I have a whole Sunday OFF.  I think I'll probably go to the beach, even though I should stay home and do all of my homework.  To end this: I love Point/Counterpoint a whole lot.

Edit:  As soon as I finished this and walked upstairs, Dennis asked me if I wanted to go see My Chemical Romance at the Garden on the 9th.  Hahahahha.  It's with Taking Back Sunday.  Hmmmm, decisions.

Five Best Springsteen Songs

1. Born to Run

2. Jungleland

3. Thunder Road

4. Growing Up

5. You'll Be Coming Down

I really have no idea where "Magic" is.  The last thing I remember is giving it to Alexander without putting it on my computer first.  That was a mistake.  I hope the Boss plays these when I go see him.  Uh, in other news.. I'm really over school on nights where I have better things to do.  For instance, today I drove around with Katie, went to Chipotle, hung out in my driveway, went for pizza in Washington Township, saw a basketball game, played basketball and came home to heaps of homework.  I'm only doing an hours worth tonight, and whatever isn't done can get done sometime tomorrow.  Or I should really just hand everything in late.  I wish I could be a bad student.  Tommy's game made me want to try out for the basketball team next year.  I would have to start hardcore conditioning like.. right now, but I realized that I really love basketball and giving it up was probably the stupidest thing I've done so far.  That's the only thing I regret about high school.  Tomorrow I'm staying home all night, I SWEAR.  Except for when I have to go out.  I want to be able to sit at home all night and watch television or something normal.  Bruce Springsteen always make me move, though.  Because he's so goddamn epic.  I want to be epic, too.

Five Awesome Things About Vegas

1. Hotels that are beyond awesome.

2. You never have to sleep.

3. Elvis Elvis everywhere.

4. Vegoose!

5. It's in the middle of a desert.

I really enjoyed Las Vegas (which was almost a year ago to date) and I can't stop thinking about going back.  I remember coming off the airplane and walking for hours on end up and down the strip and going to that oxygen bar and never sleeping and the Palace and shows and etc etc.  I'm half-watching a television program on the big LV, which prompted this.  I feel like things are finally calming down and I hardly feel as rushed today as I usually do.  I do, however, have to work 5-10, so that puts a strain on things.  The rest of the week will probably be crazy.  Tomorrow I'm going to Chipotle with some people after school then Tommy's basketball game and out with everyone afterwards, Wednesday I have GHS aaand Elan, Friday is the show!  So yeah, so yeah, so yeah.  I have to write fucking poetry by tonight and give it to Mr. Smith and I just want it to be good and I hope he doesn't hate it.  And I, and I, and I.  I have nothing to write about.

......

My Witness Is The Empty Sky

 

I crossed the Jersey state line with my barefeet on the dashboard

And my cigarette tapping the ashtray exterior of the Chevy

My boyfriend was driving ten miles over the speed limit.

I ran my hand over the Atlantic and traced the waves as

They each took their turn pounding into the sand in a rythm

That matched the song that was playing over the radio.

When the music was gone, I tapped the beat on my left leg

Which was sunburned enough that each count left a mark,

And soon I was busy making five-fingered clouds in a numb red sky.

Until my boyfriend, whose eyes never left the road ahead,

Asked what the hell I was doing and I merely said what I always felt:

"Nothing."

Five Things I Found Out In College Last Night

1. (Name withheld) is with child! Holy shit!

2. "He's trippin' ballllllls."

3. Catch22 is awesome.

4. I love Strawberry Kiwi Gatorade Rain.

5. FLOWERS ON THE HOOKUP CHART.

Oh, Rutgers.  Not sure what else to say about that other than I'm really excited for next year at my schooooool.  However, since I had to wake up at 8:30 in the morning, I got a little lost on the way home because I wasn't following Russel and didn't even have Kauf' with me in the car.

Five Reasons I Should Get A Raise

1. I'm a survivor.  Three staffs?

2. College.

3. I show up on time.

4. I love work.

5. Give me one reason I shouldn't.

I'm planning a show and I'm really excited.  I'm following around a band and I'm really excited.  I still haven't written that poem, but I'm painting tonight so it's all good.  Something creative daily is my goal.  Right after Danny and I go to OLD NAVY because he likes dressing nicely now.  I want one of those hats that fall off your head, but don't really ever fall off.  You know? Edit:  So I got a new pair of jeans and lip balm today from the Nave.  Danny got three shirts.  Then we got dinner for $3 each and it was so filling and neither of us even finished.  I'm such a bad student because, again, I've decided to put off everything until tomorrow and just go to bed right now.  Ahaha.  But I might write that poem first.. Or during my sleep.  I think it's going to be about tattoos.  This Kim Addonizio poem is my inspiration:

First Poem for You

I like to touch your tattoos in complete

darkness, when I can’t see them. I’m sure of

where they are, know by heart the neat

lines of lightning pulsing just above

your nipple, can find, as if by instinct, the blue

swirls of water on your shoulder where a serpent

twists, facing a dragon. When I pull you

to me, taking you until we’re spent

and quiet on the sheets, I love to kiss

the pictures in your skin. They’ll last until

you’re seared to ashes; whatever persists

or turns to pain between us, they will still

be there. Such permanence is terrifying.

So I touch them in the dark; but touch them, trying.

Five Things I Can Write A Poem About

1. Getting lost on the way to that show.

2. People who awkwardly buy porn.

3. Closing the store on a Monday night.

4. Rutgers parties.

5. Tattoos.

Yes, I need this new poem.  Smith asked me if I wanted to come to this poetry workshop with him in March.  He can only take ten students, so when he asked me, I was in shock.  So now I'm afraid to write something that will blow.  And I have to do it by the end of this week.  Today was completely a waste of life, but it was nice.  I caught up on sleep from the time I got home from school until 5:30 when my pops came to pick me up.  I got home at 7:30, did nothing except shower and now I'm going back to sleep. But not before watching some Family Guy that I stole from my brother.  Tomorrow I plan on getting a lot done.  If it hadn't been for the terrible night sleep I got Monday nights, things would have been different.  But what can you do..

Five Reasons Crash Romeo Is Wonderful

1. Lead singer = Attractive.

2. Bassist = Attractive.

3. Guitarist = Attractive.

4. Drummer = Attractive.

5. The song 'Serious' is dangerously catchy.

I mean, there are definitely more things to bands than just their looks, but looks are what first got me into Crash Romeo. Hahaha. That sounds horrible.  Buuuuut, I will say, that after seeing them live.. They were good.  My head is a little woooohooo right now, so none of this probably makes any sense.  Basically, what I'm trying to say is everyone in the band is really hot and I love taking pictures of them and I'm going to all of their shows from here on OUT because they are.. okay, maybe I wouldn't listen to them normally but they're so NICE and wonderful! There's much to do today!  Going back to school tomorrow.  Rest in peace, Mr. Leu.

Five Best 80's Love Songs (In Honor Of Valentine's Day)

1. REO Speedwagon - Keep On Loving You

2. Peter Gabriel - In Your Eyes

3. Posion - Every Rose Has It's Thorn

4. New Kids On The Block - I'll Be Loving You (Forever)

5. Bonnie Tyler - Total Eclipse Of The Heart

I can't believe I drew that rose when I was in seventh grade and didn't know much about love other than what I saw in movies and heard in songs.  It was never applicable in real life, because I had no one to really love (romantically, anyways).  I didn't even have any good crushes in seventh grade because I only saw the same six boys everyday, and they were the same six I had seen everyday since Kindergarten.  They were (and still are) like broski's to me.  So now I sit here, several years later, in need of a love poem still without knowing much about love.  But I figured I would write about what I do know about.  And that, folks, is 80's love songs. 

It is a question that has plagued the great minds of our generation: What Is Love? I was seven years old when I learned the answer, and it was hidden in thecassette box in the backseat of my father's 1986 MazdaProtege. I found out that Love Hurts. Love Stinks.Love Bites. Love Is A Battlefield. You just Can'tFight This Feeling.  But love, perhaps,  is More ThanA Feeling.  Love is a Total Eclipse of the Heart. LoveWill Keep Us Together and Love Will Tear Us Apart. Some will Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That). Still Haven't Found What [You're] Looking For?  LostThat Loving Feeling? Don't Blame It On Your Heart. And don't worry if you're All Out Of Love on thisValentine's Da, because your Heart Will Go On.  Therewill be others.  You Can't Help Falling In Love.  Loveis in Every Breath You Take.  But be cautious, andalways remember that no matter how good love looks,Every Rose Has It's Thorn.

Five Things About My New Manager

1. His name is Matt.

2. His child is named after AC Slater!

3. Three of his cars have been in danger of "blowing up".

4. He is the fastest closer in the company.

5. He is forever endebted to me already.

I'm liking him so far.  He's 23, even though someone told me he was older than John. Hahaha.  Basically, we closed early because of the weather and then it took me an hour to drive home.  Route 22 was a mess!  Seriously.  I didn't go above 25 the entire time and I believe I was the only one driving in the entire state.  Matt was very reassuring that we would have school tomorrow (thank God).  Plus Steph checked the weather on her phone in Lit today and it's supposed to start raining around midnight and stay above 32 degrees.  Tomorrow will be in the 50's.  I really do hate snow.  Always have, always will.  Spring, where art thou?

Five Coolest NYU Alumni

1. Woody Allen

2. Whoopi Goldberg

3. Meg Ryan/Billy Crystal (yes, they count as one because of When Harry Met Sally)

4. Clive Davis

5. Candance Bushnell (Sex and the City!)

But there are so many others.. There are also a ton of awesome people (okay, mainly John Cusack) who didn't graduate but still went there.  Tons of really well known people.  Hopefully someday I'll be on the list and some other unknown blogger will cite me as their coolest NYU alum.  However, I don't think I'll ever be able to top people like Ang Lee and that/those dude/s from Rent.  YO, speaking of 'blogs'... 90 Day Jane?  Ripping off that Chuck Palahniuk quote?  Are you serious?  She's not going to kill herself.  (www.90dayjane.com btws)  So anyway, tonight is one of those nights where I could be doing a lot of things, but I'm not going to because for some reason I feel really sick.  But not sick, just like.. it hurts when I move.  It's strange.  The two hour open house at the school didn't help because I was running around with little children for two hours.  So yeah, now I'm home and I'm actually going to bed right after this.  Last night I had a bad sleep, so tonight I'm making up for it.  But really, everything I was going to do (except for all of that English homework...) doesn't have to be done until Thursday.  But one thing that has to be done tonight is the rewatching of Amy Winehouse's Grammy performance.

Five Things That Happened This Weekend (In Chronological Order)

1. Everyone got drunk.

2. We filmed a martial arts film.

3. Skiied without stopping for five hours because the mountain was deserted.

4. Hot tubbed while it was snowing.

5. Slid cars down incredibly icy hills.

Things were just as relaxing as I had imagined.  First to arrive on Friday afternoon.. hung around the digs and unpacked everything.  Started to read Chuck Klosterman's IV and fell in love with it and got really excited to start a career in the same field.  Then we played around with the video camera and hung on the porch with a nice fire.  We went in the hot tub around 2am and went to bed.  The next day we skiied alllll day, came home and pigged out, filmed more stuff, hot tubbed again until 1 and watched School of Rock.  Sunday we left around 2 and I got home at 5:30 or so.  Then I spent three hours on Euro work (props, nametags, skit-writing, powerpoints, worrying) and now it's 10:15 and I'm not doing my English homework until tomorrow.  I have to go shower and pass out.  I never wrote that poem on paper, but it's all in my head.  So is a little prose piece I'm reading at Smith's V-Day Poetry Party.  This week, albeit short, is filled with biz.  It's bizzy.  Tomorrow night I have the Open House from 6-8 for the 4th and 5th graders.  Joy.  Tuesday night I'm working and Wednesday night I have to prepare for Valentine's Day!  But I'm off on Friday, so it's all good, baby.  All good.

Five Things I'm Excited For This Weekend

1. No cell phone service, no computers.

2. Tons of reading and art making.

3. New music (Kaiser Chiefs) to listen to.

4. Outdoor hot tub.

5. Bonfires.

And of course, the people I'll be with.  I'm so excited! I love the lake house and not having communication with the outside world and skiing and things like that.  I have to go shower and pack and leave within the next hour, so this is brief.  I'm coming home with a poem.  I swear.

Five Quotes That Prove My Mother May Be Crazy

1. To my brother: "Hey, Mr. 3.4 GPA, have fun at community college because you'll never get in to any real schools."

2. "WHY WOULD YOU ONLY GET A 94 IN JOURNALISM?"

3. "I don't think Honors Calculus should have been that hard, you just didn't try."

4. "There's no reason AP English shouldn't be a high A."

5. "I'm sending this to NYU and then we'll see who's laughing."

It's really hard not to laugh, though.  Me and Xan were both cracking up as we were getting ripped a new asshole in the kitchen.  Even my dad was kind of laughing when she brought up the fact that Xan had a 96 in Computer Apps, which isn't even an A+.  I don't know why I can't take her seriously about grades anymore.  It might be because I'm in college already and my grades/GPA would be perfectly acceptable to most people.  I used to get upset when she called me dumb, but I know she doesn't really mean any of it because then she started laughing, too.  And then I realized that I can't be upset when she says I'm lazy because (sometime during junior year) I realized she was right.  There's really no reason I can't have a 4.0 GPA and a 2100 on my SATs.  I have no learning disabilities, I have no problems.. I just choose not to study for three hours for a test.  I choose to do major assignments the night before they're due.  I choose to not do my SAT review problems on a daily basis.  Life is all about choices.  Like today, for instance, I chose to stay after school for Physics tutorial, come home at 3:30, run for an hour, shower, go out with my dad and then come home to start my mounds of homework that may very well take me until 10:30.  But I can't bitch and moan about how tired I am or how hard my classes are.  This was my choice.  Unless something is completely out of my power, I have no right to complain.