dead leaves
some things that came across my mind during math class. i hate people who mumble so quietly the correct answer. its like, whats the point? those in a 3 foot radius know you’re smart but the teacher just thinks you’re weird. my dreams have been really weird lately. weird as in vivid, as in they seem like real life. why? and its always things that are really plausible. beats me. i wrote resistance on this line but i don’t know what i meant. friends are friends until the bitter end, or they should be. halloween is coming up which means lots of excessive advertising is coming up as well. but i can’t talk, i just bought halloween lights for my porch. from walmart, the most evil corporation in the world today. my teacher in pre-cal likes to say “mother function” real fast. i think he finds this funny, since for the first word and two letters of the second you think he’s about to say a dirty phrase. but its just mother function. what is love? red bull is a mixed blessing, i think, because though it wakes me up effectively it kind of tweaks me out a little bit and then its like i can only focus on going outside and running around. instead i’m usually stuck in a class. cough medicine will really knock you out, even at 2 in the afternoon. use with caution. i get lots of sleep, but it feels like i get no sleep. i sleep through some classes. it’s not that i don’t get sleep…i think its consistent sleep that i need. i will try to make this better. i still believe in God even through all of everything. i think i always will and this makes me feel a little better.
sometimes you’re out one night just driving around the city, and you’re feeling however you are that night, and its like an adventure. a journey. and then you get closer to where you’re going and the streets start feeling more familiar and you turn onto your very own and you’re so glad you made it home you just can’t believe it. its like you never really actually know what could happen between leaving and getting home, so its always a bit of relief to see that you’ve made it home to see another day.
sometimes it may feel like you are losing your mind but i’ve decided that at this point it is simply necessary to go search for it again.
unordered
kanye, i’m sorry but it gets harder every day to want to defend you. that was impolite. and the new album is just no good.
i am most certainly transferring to UT in 2010. this is embedded in my brain and thus will become true fact through much effort and strife.
i really only listen to music people tell me to listen to now. i don’t care, it’s fun this way.
blew $160+ on a new stereo system but it was definitely worth it. another one of those things i’d like to keep with me until i die. maybe not until i die…for at least another 10 years though or i’ll be pissed.
i should be studying but it is a VERY BORING activity.
ACL is in a few weeks and i don’t think i’m going. :’(
sometimes i feel like some people study my every move and then reenact them. please step off.
usual
throughout my days of menial tasks, i often think to myself how hilarious and interesting it would be to chronicle my clever thoughts into a blog (i.e. what you are reading currently), but the unfortunate truth is that by the time i get to sit down at my computer, its like all those thoughts are suddenly wiped from my memory and then i can’t really think of anything to say that’s significant. in fact, such is the case today, and such is the reason for this meta-paragraph.
sometimes i have 10-hour days full of school and work and it makes me feel like an adult. i am by no means an adult but i sure do feel like it every one in awhile.
i’ve been starting grandiose projects but finances (or lack thereof) usually end up stalling them a bit.
on that note, did you know that if you put something in a pawn shop (e.g. an audio receiver) on layaway that you can not take it home with you the same day? i made this mistake the other day and it was both sad and embarrassing. however i do believe that such an investment will be worth the wait in the somewhat longer run.
big speakers are better than little speakers.
i (inexplicably) find a lot of pleasure in little wooden boxes. i think i adopted this quality from my mother. my latest wooden box used to hold mango tea and i bought it from a kid selling such things door-to-door. it has a sliding lid, but i haven’t decided what to put inside of it. for the record, “catherine’s finest gummy bears” which i also purchased were lousy and i haven’t even tried brewing the tea yet. however, its nice to think maybe i helped that kid get to where he was going, somehow.
the most lousy thing, i realized today, about going to school and not passing your classes is that you have to take those classes again if they’re required for your degree, and as if taking pre-cal once isn’t boring enough, now i get the joy of taking it twice. and reading the syllabus twice and doing everything i’ve already done and know how to do. twice. i believe this aspect of the situation will prevent me from failing any college classes in the future.
on a good note, i don’t have to buy a precal textbook…because i already have it.
school isn’t so bad. yet.
life as told by the beatles
using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 15 people and include me. You can’t use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It’s a lot harder than you think! Repost as “my life according to (band name).”
Pick your Artist:
the beatles
Are you a male or female:
sun king
Describe yourself:
nowhere man
How do you feel:
i feel fine
Describe where you currently live:
the long and winding road
If you could go anywhere, where would you go:
octopus’s garden
Your favorite form of transportation:
drive my car
Your best friend is:
something
You and your best friends are:
revolution 9
What’s the weather like:
here comes the sun
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:
with a little help from my friends
What is life to you:
strawberry fields forever
Your last relationship:
girl
Your fear:
the end
What is the best advice you have to give:
we can work it out
Thought for the Day:
think for yourself
How I would like to die:
a hard day’s night
My soul’s present condition:
wait
My motto:
everybody’s got something to hide except me and my monkey
dream does not compute
okay pure unadulterated honesty, i wrote these words at approx. 7:45 this morning, apparently in pure sleep delirium. i (luckily) have a journal right by my bed and somehow, in a glorious moment of literary desperation wrote these words as i awoke from a dream:
taking back sunday on a
roof recorded a song with
any instruments they could find
and it sounded like trash
what it means?? why i was dreaming about taking back sunday? i really don’t have the answer to questions like these. however i think its very interesting research in the field of my own dreams.
back-up: why kanye is talent
been hearing and reading about a lot of hate on kanye west lately and felt the need to back him up a little bit. i myself am a pretty big kanye fan; not the biggest, but i can certainly see the merit in what he does, and then some. now before i start anywhere, let me say that i really didn’t like 808s…just isn’t the same if kw is singing instead of rapping. but anyway. i will begin my case for kanye.
mr. west, let’s keep in mind, slipped into the music game as a producer, which is a much different position than just a recording artist (as a lot of rappers are themselves). what i mean by this is that kanye doesn’t hop into a studio booth, rattle off some lyrics and go home…he rattles off some lyrics, mixes instruments and sound effects, writes songs, and produces them into a workable product; all with his own mind. he was producing before he even started rapping; did you know that? he produced for jay-z. producing is a much more expansive skill than just “rapping.” this isn’t to say that kanye can do everything alone; there is always a team behind a one-man show, but this fact alone makes kanye a lot more respectable in my book. i have personally worked with several producers in a studio environment, from a low-key setting in a living room to an extremely professional setting with top of the line equipment and let me tell you: no matter what, producing a record is no easy task. there are lots of things that go into account that the listener never even thinks about, things a producer knows how to cleverly slip in to give the record that “shine”. so for this reason, i think we should let up off kw a little bit.
additionally, the one complaint i hear against kanye is that he’s so conceited. with this i am forced to agree…he has a large ego, and sometimes even makes a fool of himself with it. however this is a personality trait at worst, and any discerning music listener should be willing to look past such things and let the records speak for themselves. plus, i kind of like that about him. it makes him a real character and adds a little bit of swagger to his step…better to think you’re the best than to think you’re the weakest.
which brings me to my next point. kanye’s egomania is backed up by his awesome records. sorry, but they’re just good! it’s good music that this guy is putting out, he’s doing it himself, and he’s proud of it. it’s easy to be jealous of such and then come down on him and hate on his whole musical career, but look at the facts: kw released 4 albums and they’ve all (well, mostly anyway) been consistently good.
so, if you choose to look at kanye and say “wow, who does this guy think he is? he’s no better than anyone else. his ego is too big for me to listen to him as a musician.” then i can accept your stance. however i choose to stand in front of you and say this: kanye west is one of the most talented rapper/producers out there today, and i would rather listen to his music than his ego.
preparation
- can of raid insect killer three months ago: $4.59
- not needing raid insect killer at the time of purchase, but knowing that one day i would have a gruesome encounter with a bug (namely a cockroach) in my apartment and could use some ammunition: priceless AND TOTALLY WORTH IT
- justice prevails. no more roach.
