Lyrics and Updates

1) Everything is fixed. 2) Loghman's a big weirdo. 3) I'm not going to Aida.
Why are weekends so deadly boring? Maybe it's because I don't do anything. :shifty eyes: Anyhoo here are some lyrics. Yay for lyric posts!

That's Entertainment by the Jam

A police car and a screaming siren
Pneumatic drill and ripped up concrete
A baby wailing and a stray dog howling
The screech of brakes and lamplights blinking

Thats entertainment

A smash of glass and the rumble of boots
An electric train and a ripped up phone booth
Paint splattered walls and the cry of a tom cat
Lights going out and a kick in the balls

Thats entertainment

Days of speed and slow time mondays
Pissing down with rain on a boring wednesday
Watching the news and not eating your tea
A freezing cold flat with damp on the walls

Thats entertainment

Waking up at 6 a.m on a cool warm morning
Opening the window and breathing in petrol
An amateur band rehearsing in a nearby yard
Watching the telly and thinking 'bout your holidays

Thats entertainment

Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes
Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume
A hot summers day and sticky black tarmac
Feeding ducks in the park and wishing you were far away

Thats entertainment

Two lovers kissing at the scream of midnight
Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude
Getting a cab and travelling on buses
reading the grafitti about slashed seat affairs

Thats entertainment

A Certain Romance by Arctic Monkeys

Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks
Or knackered Converse
Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks
But all of that's what the point is not
The point's that there isn’t no romance around there

And there's the truth that they can't see
They'd probably like to throw a punch at me
And if you could only see them, then you would agree
Agree that there isn’t no romance around there

it's a funny thing you know
We'll tell them if you like
We'll tell them all tonight
They'll never listen
Cause their minds are made up
And course it's all okay to carry on that way

Over there there's broken bones
There's only music, so that there's new ringtones
And it doesn’t take no Sherlock Holmes
To see it's a little different around here

Don't get me wrong though there's boys in bands
And kids who like to scrap with pool cues in their hands
And just cause he's had a couple of cans
He thinks it's alright to act like a dickhead

Well over there there's friends of mine
What can I say, I've known them for a long long time
And they might overstep the line
But you just cannot get angry in the same way

Eh voila! Till later mes copains

Confusion -- Friday Five

Things have suddenly gotten crazy confusing. One thing I do know is that his strange behavior is freaking me out so I'm doing what I do best which is hide. Confrontation is what I'm bad at, which is really what needs to happen. The two of really need to talk but it's awkward and very extremely new territory for the both of us which makes it ten times worse on both sides. I feel like holding this up as why I didn't make friends last year, why I avoid social interactions. Shit gets complicated and I'm not good at handling these kind of delicate situations. This is going to bother me all weekend and probably till the end of the year. Which is bad because worrying and not doing anything about the worrying doesn't solve anything. So it ends up being this awkward unappealing situation that consists of me 1) feeling really bad for the poor guy 2) being really frustrated with him and 3) wanting to avoid him like the plague (which really doesn't solve anything.) But for now I'm going to try my hardest to ignore the whole thing. I'll deal with it on Monday.

1. Who was your first kiss (your mom does not count)?
N/A
2. What is your idea of the perfect date?
Dinner. Movie. Long walk back to my place. Goodnight kiss. I'm pretty easy.
3. What music needs to be on when you are “getting your thang on”?
I have my own internal soundtrack and honestly, I think it would change in each situation. Though music isn't entirely neccessary. But really I'm guessing at all of this.
4. What is the most amazing experience you’ve ever shared with a partner?
:tilts head to side: Umm...see answer for #1
5. Sex is best saved for: love, marriage, alcohol, days that end in “y”?
Love.

Basic Truths for Today

Relationships suck and then you die
Avery rocks more socks and houses than most people combined
Franz Ferdinand totally rocks when you're trying to forget about the events of the day
Without friends life would suck 10x more than it already does
South Lakes should have done The Boyfriend instead of Aida for the spring musical
Everyone should read fairytales. They are the basis for all romantic relationship do's and don't's
Farber and Sophs are much better at giving advice than Mums
Music is the most comforting thing in the whole wide world. That and Terry Pratchett. And chocolate. And a bunch of other things.
Bugger it! Millenium hand and shrimp!

Prep for Farber/High Standards

I had my heart broken when I was 11. I obsessed over my ex for 3 years. Of my two "boyfriends" something went wrong and the "relationships" only lasted a month or two. I don't trust myself in relationships and I don't trust guys for the most part in romantic situations. Mind you Miles kind of ruined my relationship with Daniel simply because I still liked Miles and only asked Daniel out on a dare. Miles basically ruined things for me in the boyfriend arena because he hurt me so badly. What I find so unbelievable is that I took that relationship so seriously. But for better or worse I did and it's affecting how I deal with Loghman. I'm paranoid that he's going ask me out or ask me whether I like him. What do I do? Tell him that a guy he's never met has ruined any prospect of me having a normal relationship with a guy because I'm so paranoid that something will go wrong, that I'll get hurt again so why risk it? Tell him that I expect him to be my prince in shining armor even though I know he's not? Tell him that I don't care about him that way but don't leave me because what will have if he hates me? No, I just have to pray to something that I'm wrong.

I've always had high expectations. When I was 6 or 7 I wanted to be able to sing like Ella Fitzgerald. I expected myself to sound like a senior in high school. In the areas of my life that truly care about I must be the best. I'm competitive in singing especially. I was mildly competitive last year in band, but I've never cared about the clarinet the way I care about singing. I expect to be the leader of the group even when I'm not the oldest or the most senior member of the group. I have to be. No real reason, I just have to be the best. I compare myself to those who out rank me (even in academics) and try to downgrade them. I know more about American culture and music and pop novels than Loghman. I'm more creative than Kaitlyn. I have more culture and a better understanding of the finer things in life than many of my friends. I may not get the best grades and I may not try very hard at school but my teachers adore me. Or at least think highly of me. Everyone likes me. I'm not unlikable. If people don't like me I figure out why and try to fix it.
The thing is the standards I place on myself are also placed on the people in my life. Everyone must be as knowledgable as me. Everyone must know the same bands as me, like the same music as me, read the same books as me. I'm somewhat self centered on this point but that's not the only thing: Everything must meet my exacting standards. Play productions, art exhibits, books, teachers, friends, the music program at school. If they fall below my standards I get upset. Or more accuratly I get agitated. I want everything to be the best. I'm wholey bizarre.

Comfort Food Music

Comfort food (n): Food that is simply prepared and associated with a sense of home or contentment.
Comfort Food music (n): Music that is associated witha sense of home or contentment; preferably songs that are well known to the listener and can be sung along to.
Kaiser Chiefs. Arctic Monkeys. Franz Ferdinand. KT Tunstall. The Beatles. Those are my comfort food bands/artists. I will listen to them until time ends and when ever I'm truely depressed or in a funk they comfort me and I know they will be there. There are no problems with quality and I can dance/sing/cry to all of them. Especially the Beatles what with their huge catalog of songs. In any event I love these bands/artist from the bottom of my heart. KT lets me sing as does Franz to a certain extent. Kaisers and Monkeys are just damn fun to listen to and "Modern Way" is my angst/depressed/crying song. "A Certain Romance" and "Outsiders" are my protest songs. The Beatles fill all categories. They are my comfort food music. They are my favorite bands.

Stupid Everything

Looking over the ratings I've given to the songs I'm actually paying attention to I'm making the following decision: Brits seem to have a better understanding of what good music is. Mind you there are lots of songs that I didn't rate because I wasn't really paying attention. But at least the music isn't whiney. I'm glad it isn't whiney. So much of what they play on the American Indie rock station is whiney. Can't stand that. No this is definatly better. Funny isn't it? Rcok started in the States and now we've gone and fucked it up. There's so little good rock. Maybe I'm too picky. Anyway I don't care that much. I'm just enjoying listening to this.
My head hurts. I really feel like hiding my head under a large stack of pillows. Stupid head. Stupid everything. Ugh. I'm in a really crappy mood. All apologies for the briefness of this entry. I really need to hide my head under some pillows.

Competition (Icons and Pictures)

23 pictures in "Everyone Else" sub folder
34 pictures in "KC-Ricky" sub folder
26 icons in "Franzie" sub folder
26 icons in "HHGG" sub folder
29 icons in "Random" sub folder
38 icons in "KC-Ricky" sub folder
And the overall winner is any folder with the name "KC-Ricky." Shocking eh?

Another Quick Update

Jackie's making me a birthday present. It involves my shirt size and Ricky. I'm giddy with excitement. Or I was few hours ago. Less giddy now.
I'm worried about Keane. I've been reading all this stuff about their new CD (June 20th baby!) and it seems like it's going to be really different from their first one. Which worries me because I absolutely adore Hopes and Fears. I don't want Under the Iron Sea to be really opposite of its predecessor. I would be really sad if it was.
Solos and Ensembles tomorrow. 11:10am is when I'm performing. I like my reed. I got the piece completely under my belt. I'm feeling good about tomorrow.
Anything else? No. Have a good weekend troops.

Odd Five (A quick update)

1) How do you feel about people who commit suicide? Such as, do you feel that they are too lazy to deal with life, have depression, do you feel sorry for them, etc.?
0_0 I've never thought about it too hard. It's one of those things I just accept in a very vague way. I don't know anyone who has committed suicide. I don't know really.

2) What do you think people say about you behind your back?
Another thing I haven't thought about too hard. I don't think anyone could really say anything nasty about me though. A) I'm too nice to the general public and b) I'm a wallflower. So I don't really worry about. Hopefully they just don't say anything.

3) If you could own and operate any major business, what would it be?
Record store. Like the one High Fidelity.

4) Are you/would you be embarrassed to talk to your friends or family about sex?
Only because my dad will make fun of it somehow. My friends and I joke about it. :twitches: Except Loghman. We don't touch that subject. Ever. But sex is cool and what not.

5) In some cultures, young women are married and begin families as soon as they start a menstrual cycle. Do you believe this is right or wrong? Why?
I'm not one to judge. I wouldn't want to be in that situation but it ain't my culture so I can't judge.

Dates

April 27: Carnegie Institute Capital Science Night
May 10: My B-Day/Pyramid Concert
June 12: Monkey Scientists Concert
June 14-19: Exams
June 20: Last Day of School/ Under the Iron Sea comes out
June 26-30: ClariCamp
June is busy. May not so much. April is practically over. I'm excited and nervous at the same time. I have things to look forward to, but it also means that the year really is almost over. Scary exciting. Oh what's the line?

Well, excited and scared.

Having a good knowledge of musicals is always helpful. That one is from Into the Woods. And Little Red Riding Hood was right. Excited and scared.

The Verge

The Verge is a channel on XM radio. Sophs and I were listening to it while I waited for my bread to toast for my sandwich. A song came on and it intrigued my ears. The song: Everyone's a Winner. Wait for that to scroll by and we get the artist: The Meligrove Band. Intriguing. I eat my sandwich, take a nap, get on my computer. Yahoo! Music Engine being my mode of discovery I search for this Meligrove Band. Turns out they're called The Meligrove Band. Canadians to boot and have only released one CD to the US. They've recorded 3. The CD that Yahoo has is their latest "Planets Conspire." Yahoo's rating system is 0-4 stars. All of the songs on the CD get a 3 or a 4. Artist rating is a 3. I usually average in my brain the rating of the songs to figure out that rating as well as the album rating. So the album gets a 3. I do a little more searching and have figured the following out: The Meligrove Band is not terribly well known in the US and they haven't toured in the US from what I can tell. So :drum roll: I've discovered yet another super spiffy band. So HA. :smiles:
Oh and I got a 49 out 50 on my math test I took two weeks ago. Plus 4 extra credit points cuz I got the bonus. And I'm getting a B for the quarter. So HA.
Ms. Hammersla (who was my chorus teacher at Stu, which was before this journal's time) had a baby over spring break. A little girl who doesn't have a name yet. I say yay for Ms. Hammersla. And that's all the news that's fit to print.

Quiz I stole from Avery

b e s t

1. Male friend: Loghman
2. Female friend: Jackie
3. Vacation: London for Spring Break 9th grade


w o r s t

1. Time of day: Lunch period. I’m not awake but I’m not asleep
2. Day of the week: Wednesday. Band rehearsal always sucks the life out of me
3. Food: most vegetables
4. Memory: hmmm…toughie that one. There are so many


l a s t

1. Person you saw: Sophs….like 10 minutes ago
2. Talked to on the phone: Angel. And he never called back!!
3. Hugged: Mums
4. Text: I don’t text. No cell


t o d a y

1. What are you doing now: listening to “The Life Pursuit.” I <3 Belle and Sebastian
2. Wearing: White polo, green tank top underneath, dark blue jeans
3. Better than yesterday: dunno…weekends kind of blend together


t o m o r r o w

1. Is: Monday, school, new quarter
2. Got any plans: School, bug Mr. Sharp about my test grade
3. Goal: Get my test grade from Mr. Sharp and talk to Loghman
4. Dislikes about tomorrow: School. Except math.

f a v o r i t e

1. Number: 42
2. Song: umm…which band?
3. Color: GREEN! If you don’t know that by now…geeze
4. Season: early spring. Most of April I guess, if that could be considered a season


c u r r e n t l y

1. Missing someone: Loghman…not that I’d admit
2. Mood: stupid smelly church given me headaches
3. Wanting: The ability to see without opening my eyes

A Good Night Quote

10cc (who I've never heard of)
Life Is A Minestrone
"Life is a minestrone/Served up with parmesan cheese"

Another Friday

1. What is your favorite photo?
Of me? I'm going to say this is a general because I don't have a favorite photo of myself. I think my favorite photo though is the one hanging on my wall. It's of a prairie dog type mammal. There's another name for it but I can't remember what it is. I like that picture a lot.

2. Who took the photo?
I did! Those guys are fast so it's quite spiffy that I got a picture of it.

3. If you could photograph anything or anyone what/who would it be?
I'd really like to take a good (none scary)picture of Franz Ferdinand (the band obvs.) Their pictures always creep me out or make them all look like crap. So I would really like to take a good one of them. Not that I could.

4. What makes a good photo?
Dunno. I see so many of them but I dont' know what makes them good. Most family pictures aren't good. Still lifes can be good. I honestly don't know though.

5. Which do you prefer: digital or print?
My mum is perfectly obsessed with digital photography but I really don't like how they turn out. Even on the really good cameras the lighting seems kind of unreal. I like print. It seems more true to real life. And no pixels.

DC North is a lie

In case anyone was wondering, the band DC North is not actually from DC. They're from Florida. Big dorks from Florida. I'm unusually upset by this fact. People should not put DC in their name if they're not actually from DC. Blaspheme is what that is. Anyway, you may now proceed with your normal lives.

HOME!!!!

Right. So I'm all alive and well and not in Arizona. I've spent a gob of time checking things. I must say certain communities have not let me down. Others have acted just like they did before I left so I wasn't suprised. All and all a welcome return home. So now I have a link for y'all just because I'm like that. It does provoke me to one fear though. What if WAS are totally awsome and really friendly and like super-duper fantasic and then the Monkeys come on and their music is great but their personalities suck? What then my friends what then? Oh well. Two months!!
Saturday, Apr 08, 2006. Gots to love Michael's sweater. I totally want one now. Oh and I totally want Keith. :le sigh:

Gush

I'm currently in Arizona, but at the moment I would like to do a little gushing:
WE ARE SCIENTISTS, ARCTIC MONKEYS, SONAR, ME!!!!!!!!!!! Oh yeah I got tickets to the best frickin' show ever. It's like an American version of the NME tour except without that other band. I'm so frickin' excited. OMG!!!!!!!!! 10x better than just seeing Arctics by themselves. So much better. Ugh. I'm so excited. June 12 bitches, June 12!!!!!!!!! Anyhooo....
I got sunburned on the back of my legs yesterday when we went hiking. So I'm a little bitter about that. And Franzie poo, but today's news is totally making up for that loss. Like times a billion. OMG. Can't get over it. Just can't. :sigh: I must move on. See y'all when I get back.

2hrs (I think) of Kaiser

Right. So. I'm going to find Ricky and force him to marry me. Either that or be my bestest friend with benefits. :scary obsessed look: Right.
So I've had my complete fill of Kaiser Chiefs for the next five days (hopefully.) If not there's always my mp3 player. And my mind (again scary obsessed face.) Definantly though I'm going run off and go join the Kaiser Cheifs' roadie crew thing. They all seem like such wonderful chaps. Oh and I heard Alex Kapranos' voice for the first time. OMG!! Sexy Scottish accent. Bad haircut though. Very bad haircut. Anyhoo...I had a nice fangirly/trash tv night. :smiles: Life is good.

Buzzcocks is still a funny word

Especially now that I know what "Nevermind the Buzzcocks" is all about. That my friends was freakin'...no fucking, fully pronouncing the guh a the end, funny. So begins my night of Kaiser. Teehee...

Boots

Buy Ricky's boots. Not that I would. I don't have the money. But every time I check the main website I notice the "diary" and there it is. Buy Ricky's boots. I think it's mildly amusing. Only cuz I'm just that strange to find something like that mildly amusing.
Hopefully I'll remember to update my journal tomorrow but if I don't I'll be gone for the weekend into Wendsday. Visting my grandparents. In Arizona. I'm not happy about this at all. And as much as we think Grandpa isn't going to make it much longer (reflux problems, multiple heart surgeries, still smokes a pipe, partially blind in one eye) I have the feeling he's going to keep on living just to spite us. Kind of like Lele. She just kept on living even when she couldn't go to the bathroom by herself. But in any event, the rest of my family is heading out tomorrow and I'm heading out early on Saturday and I won't be back for a good long time so however I feel about I'm just going to have to suck it up. I'll be near crazy when I get back mind you. Nearer than I usually am. :sigh:
I'll leave you with some lyrics and an early Friday five. In reverse order :)

1. Do you like chicken?
Yes. I love chicken. I like a meat and most fowl. I don't like lamb. Which is a bird from now on.

2. What is 1 food you can't live without?
Burgers. Or more accuratly beef. I think I would die if I weren't allowed to eat beef. Literally die.

3. Are you an early bird or a night owl?
Night owl!!!

4. Chocolate or vanilla?
You're joking right? CHOCOLATE!!! yay.

5. Are you more of a cat person or a dog person?
Woofie bums!! I love dogs and I don't entirely mind cats. But I would rather have a dog.

Hard Times Send Me --- Kaiser Chiefs (frickin' suprise eh?) (this song is a bit...odd. The lyrics are correct{kind of}, so yeah, just bear with it)

Hard times send me round the bendy
All I’m spending, is all weekending,
You’re on my street, but we don’t meet,
I’ve got neighbours, total strangers

Spend the day with a friend, relax and go for meal. Spend the day with a friend..
STOP!!

All week working, two nights drinking,
Was it worth it? What you thinking?
So let’s quit work to-morrow morning,
The public transport, smells like urine

I’m the king of the world and you’re the king of my tribe here,
Try to give it a whirl, You don’t know you might even like it,
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la STOP!!

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

Why you rubbing your eyes? When you know that its making them redder,
Why you rubbing your eyes, right now it’s not making them better

La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la STOP!!
Ohhhh!

Junior Year = The Year Nore Got Sick A Lot

Yeah, so I'm sick again. Another cold. This time I got it from Kyle, who got sick the last day of the band trip. I spent, oh, about 8 hours with him on the bus? So yeah I'm sick again. Amazingly enough I did really fucking well on my math test. Even though I felt like crap and would much rather have been asleep at the time. It took me about 1 hour and 45/50 minutes. Mr. Sharp made it his personal mission to make me go back every single time I thought I was done with the test and do a problem I had left blank. That happened about...3 times. Of course he's completely wrong. Whatever he said, which I can't remember, is wrong. Like Dr. Farber. Everything he says is wrong as well. People who in general who would be considered right are actually wrong. So ha!
Christ I'm so tired and achey. I hate colds.

Buzzcocks is a funny word.

You probably didn't know this, but last week Ricky hosted this British show called "Nevermind the Buzzcocks." Since then the fangirl community has been going bananas. It's actually been quite a bonaza for little old me because it means that there are lots of pictures to be seen as well as illegal downloads. Well...one. Of the show its self. That I haven't watched. And will immediatly delete when I have. :prays the feds don't read this: Nonetheless I've been getting to stare dreamily at him, which is always a good thing. :smiles: One day I'll look back on all of this a laugh. Hopefully by that point I'll have a boyfriend or husband so I won't be laughing with all my cats. 0_0
That's all I wanted to say.


:)

Back From the South

Well kiddies I'm back from Myrtle Beach. We has a competition down there this weekend and got back early this morning. Right now I'm incredibly itchy because I got a sunburn down there. I'm also incredibly tired for no apparent reason. Just really tired.
I kinda wish I could avoid people for a few days. I'm really quite sick of having to put any kind of effort into my social life at the moment so I'd rather just avoid the whole thing altogether. I'm also really tired of mums. She's being a real bitch lately. Oh just fyi mumsy-poo, Nancy will understand that I've been gone since Thursday and completely unable to practice my clarinet. She's not such a complete bitch and it's no disrespect to her. So get the fuck off my back for not practicing today. I don't feel well and I'm really tired, neither of which is terribly conducive to practicing. So go fuck off.
I got two really cool t-shirts this weekend. One of them says wench on it and the other is a for the Strokes. I got a sunburn yesterday walking around the board walk trying to a)find Sam and b) find shops that didn't look ridiculously stupid. For about 4 and half hours. I also got a patch for the Clash. Fairly successful all in all. I am upset about the sunburn though. It's very itchy at the moment.
Mostly I'm tired. And incoherant. Mostly tired though. So go the misadventures in la-la land.