This journal is old. I've had it since 2004. Since then A LOT has happened, more than I care to remember in some respects. I just want something fresh, something untainted. To all my friends, go here and add me if you want. This journal is now defunct.
Just letting everyone know out there that I am no longer responding to personal emails for the time being. I will only check my mail for spam and billing statements, everything else will be trashed so please feel free to contact me in person, over the phone...if you know my number aaaannnndddd you think I would want to talk to you. You know who y'all are.
Okay, I'm getting specific here but it's really for the organization of my thoughts, I hate having little odds and ends running loose in my mind:
Music: Fake Plastic Machines Jeff Buckley - Grace Regina Spektor - Begin To Hope and Soviet Kitsch Air - Late Night Tales (THEY HAVE A NEW ALBUM) Shiina Ringo's new solo album (to be released in February) Fiona Apple, anything aside from When The Pawn... Cornelius (Keigo Oyamada)
Books: Middlesex - Jeffrey Eugenides Anything by Junichiro Tanizaki except for Naomi Romeo & Juliet OST Great Expectations OST Cruel Intentions OST The Swimming Pool (La Piscine on Amazon.fr) OST
DVDs: Fruits Basket Boxed Set Invader Zim Boxed Set The Devil Wears Prada Any movie I like but don't yet own...(nice and open-ended, no?)
Computer Games: The Sims: Open For Business, Pets, Glamour Life, Family Stuff
Misc: Robot Fleece Blanket at Old Navy (Blue and Green) Sephora Gift Card Money for shopping at H&M, Anthropologie, and Urban Outfitters TriDelta clothing My cat, Zero, groomed.
Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water And maybe Im too young to keep good love from going wrong But tonight youre on my mind so you never know
When Im broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it Where are you tonight, child you know how much I need it Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run
Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun And much too blind to see the damage hes done Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one
So Ill wait for you... and Ill burn Will I ever see your sweet return Oh will I ever learn
Oh lover, you shouldve come over cause its not too late
Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come
Its never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder Its never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her Its never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter Its never over, shes the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
Well maybe Im just too young To keep good love from going wrong
Oh... lover, you shouldve come over cause its not too late
Well I feel too young to hold on And Im much too old to break free and run Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage Ive done Sweet lover, you shouldve come over Oh, love well Im waiting for you
Lover, you shouldve come over cause its not too late
Sara's friend she lost her mind She left him and made it look sexy now I fear you won't be far behind Thinking I'll be the next to leave I know I might be anxious But I'm still not crazy
And I don't need another kind of green to know I'm on the right side with you
I used to be the one you saw When crying alone to sad songs But then we go and we hit the wall When nothing has changed and nothing's wrong You're not the perfect hand But I don’t hit on nineteen
And I don't need another kind of green to know I'm on the right side I'm on the right side with you With you
So go and drift away from me Adopt some new philosophy That doesn't hold the two of us in mind Move into someone else's place Stare into some other's eyes But slowly only come to realize
That you didn't need another kind of green to know I'm on the right side You’re on the right side I’m on the right side with you Oh, I was on the right side You don’t need to lose to know that you had it good You don’t need to lose it to know that you had it good You don’t need to lose it to know that you had it Know that you had it Know that you had it Don’t need to lose it to know that you had it good
Ok, who wants to buy me an 80GB iPod for x-mas? I know it's horridly excessive but a steal at only $349! Now don't you all go rush and buy me one all at once. Sheesh.
PS. The black one, please with Japanese engraving saying: やまて! or しょうがない!
Hmmm.... "Hey boys, here's a tip, when you get a girl, don't lose your goddamn personality to her and utterly rewrite yourself. You have identity outside of your love life. No seriously. Ideally, the major reason she's with you is because she likes you for who you are, and therefore you shouldn't have to change yourself at all. Yes, some changes will happen, that's life. But not TONS of changes.
So keep your identity, even if it means staying single."
In my fit of paranoia I have a strange feeling this post by a girl (that shall remain anonymous) is somehow directed at me/my boyfriend. I think it's a stupid statement personally if in fact it does pertain to the subject I think it does. I don't know Earthbound, wow. It's a fucking computer game. Can't we all agree there is a little more to love than similarities in hobbies? For me it's always been a mental connection. I personally enjoy a person that opposes me in a lot of aspects, it keeps me on my toes, I LEARN something new. If I wanted to date someone exactly like me then I would be genetically cloned and have my gender switched to male. If that is what love is than I suppose that would be the epitome of happiness. That is so shallow and I can't help but feel this person above is a bit threatened or in the least just plain doesn't like me because I am not a huge gamer nerd. Well damn. How about you let people love who they want to love and don't make it your lame business to oversee match-making via the internet. That's just my two-cents.