Young love is roofless, so learn to fly.

    Its like every time I try to do something, I always fail. Every time I want something I get so close to having it, then it disapears. When things are going right, I somehow fuck them up. I think I just have the worst luck ever. Things never ever go the way I envision them.
    I always hope for the best, I tell people 'everything's gonna be okay', but I can't even believe myself anymore. I start school next Tuesday. Yes, that same blasted school that I hate. I was so close to getting out, but here I am, enrolling for another year. Things were going great with my mother...until I lost my camera. She found out this morning when she asked me for it and I replied with "I don't know where it is". She was furious, to say the least. She told me to never ask her for anything ever again. I know that she probably doesn't mean that, but still, I can't stand to have her so upset & disapponted with me. She didn't even say goodbye when she left. And then about an hour ago I found out that the Cobra Starship show at the Nokia Theatre is sold out. That was basically the icing on the cake.
    I don't think I can take any more disappointment. I feel like crawling up into a ball & just letting the misery take me. Either that, or jumping off of the Brooklyn bridge. I won't, but that's what I feel like doing. Instead, I'm sitting here listening to my depressed/give-me-hope playlist. The playlist includes:
Boulevard of Broken Dreams- Green Day
Perfect- Simple Plan
Keep Holding On- Avril Lavigne
Come Close- Saosin
Meant to Live- Switchfoot
Welcome to My Life- Simple Plan
You're Not Alone- Saosin
Under the Bright Lights- Empires (This song makes me a little bit happier every time I listen to it.)

    Maybe I need a vacation of some sort. I want to move somewhere, get  fresh start, you know? Eh, I guess I'll just have to wait until I'm 18.

This is why we should all wear seatbelts at all times. On Cobra Starship's first day in New Zealand, some of the members got into a  car accident. Vicky-T posted a myspace bulletin with all of the details:

so what happened my first day in New Zealand? well, I had a sweet day of sight seeing, took a nap, got up and dressed to go out. Was super excited to go out as I've been sick with a cold the past few days and stayed in. My good friend Aaron is in town which is fantastic. Gabe, Suarez, Aaron, our friend Sue and I get into a car. Just before we take off, I realized I couldn't wear a seatbelt. I ALWAYS wear a seatbelt and make everyone wear theirs as well.


I said to everyone "well if we get in a car accident. I love all of you." sure enough, what happens? we get in an accident and I get injured. Gabe went flying into the seat in front of him and hit his chest, I flew forward and was holding onto a handle inside the car and fucked up my arm and shoulder as a result. Luckily everyone is okay, sadly my arm is not. I couldn't move my arm at first but then eventually could after it clicked a few times.


An ambulance pulls up and out pops some paramedics and a camera crew. Some kind of reality tv show was in the ambulance and has been documenting different accidents. crazy.
So of course we dropped cobras and told the story of our accident!

I then had to go in an ambulance with my friend Aaron. There was a guy in the car with bad head injuries. It was sad. We had a dialogue about our accidents and I told him I knew he was going to end up alright. He smiled and thanked me.



Finally get to the hospital. Waited around for 5 hours. Got X-rays eventually. Ends up my shoulder is very badly sprained. I can't move it without coming to tears. It feels like every time I move it that it is dislocating - sucks. As I go to leave the guy with the head injuries is leaving as well. I smiled and said, "glad you're alright." he responded with, "glad you are too.
"

I was given a bunch of pain killers at the hospital. Returned to the hotel where TAI, Panic at the Disco and my boys all came back to meet me. They all greeted me, we had drinks, I then ate some breakfast and passed out around 7am.



I am on a couple pain killers at the moment and feeling loopy so hopefully my story telling is coherent. We just played a show. I had to play part of it in an arm sling. I was really out of it the whole time because of the pills I had to take for the pain.

I'm gonna go lay down. My arm is killing me.

Ooh, the irony.

Well, well, well. Where do I start? I’ve been waiting for this album to be released for months, so when the day came I was super excited. It took my mother forever to bring it to me. I finally had the CD and then…my laptop wouldn’t play it. HUH? Rewind. I had to restart it in order for it to play. Bleh. Anyways…on to the review:

When the CD finally started to play, the first thing I heard was a guitar note and William proclaiming: “I’m nooooot iiiiiiinnnnnnnnnn looooooooovvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeeee.” And then BAM! the song kicks off. From the beginning, you can tell that this album is way different from their sophomore album Santi and even their first album Almost Here. There’s nothing to compare this album’s sound to, though it does give me a vision of a movie. I now understand why this album and their fall tour, “Bill & Trav’s Bogus Journey”, is 80’s movie themed: That’s exactly what it sounds like- a movie soundtrack. This isn’t exactly a bad thing, not a bad thing at all. It makes things relatable, understandable, and most of all, catchy. “Rumored Nights” especially makes me think of Twilight. To be honest, I think it should be the theme song of the movie. Read the lyrics, you’ll see where I’m coming from.

Call me crazy, which you probably (most likely) will, but on this album, the change in William’s voice reminds me of Billy Corgan’s. Not exactly the tone, but in the way he’s singing. The growth in musicianship is apparent. This album feels happier, like they’re in a much better place than when Santi and Almost Here were written. William even gets a little sexy on “After the Last Midtown Show” and “Beware! Cougar!”.

The intro to “Crowded Room” actually does remind me of the intro to Avril Lavigne’s “The Best Damn Thing”. *waits for the flying bullets* This is actually one of my favorite songs on Fast Times, not because of the intro, but because of the energy of the song.

After only a day of official release and a few days of the songs being on the band’s MySpace page, there seems to be a mixed response going around on the interwebz. Fans (and I use that word loosely) are throwing around words like “boring” and “generic”, but I think this is a really solid and lovable album. It gives me a tingly feeling when I hear it. I can really relate to this one.

Like it? Love it? Hate it? Tell me your opinion, and give it to me raw.

My favorite songs (in this order):
Rumored Nights
Crowded Room
About a Girl

Pam tagged mee. So I shall obey & do the survey. (Hey, that rhymes!) Okay, let the fun begin!

Uno. How are you at the moment?
Pretty darn great.

Dos. Why?
I'm laying in my bed & listening to The Audition. 'Nuff said.

Tres. Give me 5 bestest persons at buzz.
imradyo, lettyjade, thesusieq, lovevoyage, unfamiluar

Cuatro. Do you like yourself?
If I don't, no one else will.

Cinco. What do you like to do in your free time?
Go on Buzznet. Sad, I know.

Seis. Do you think you're able to do everything you'd like to [right now, from that place, are you confident enough //not in future]?
I don't understand the question?

Siete. Do you think fighting makes any sense?
Sometimes.

Ocho. Was last question clever?
NO.

Nueve. Which places would you like to visit?
London, California, Chicago, everywhere in the world, really. But not Africa. D:

Diez. Honestly, give me one person from buzz, who made you feel special, like their friend?
I can't really think of one person. Everyone's always nice & has good things to say to me (so far). Amanda (TheSusieQ) gives GREAT advice.

Once. What's your mobile phone?
Sidekick iD. It has a blue case with a Paramore sticker on the back.

Dose. Would you like to have (new) one?
A.S.A.P.

Trece. Do you like to smile?
No, it makes my face hurt.

Catorce. Write poems?
Not since age 12.

Quience. Eat?
I eat when I'm hungry.

Diez y seis. English?
Obviously.

Diez y siete. French?
Negative.

Diez y ocho. Slovene?
Who?

Diez y nueve Polish?
Nope.

Viente. Sports?
Volleyball & track, babay.

Viente y uno. Internet?
24/8. Okay, maybe not that much.

Viente y dos. Do you think life gets better or worse day by day?
Eh, it's kind of 50/50 at this point.

Viente y tres. Are you nervous or calm person?
Just call me Nervous Nelly.

Viente y cuatro. Is there any message you'd like to tell the world?
Hay, world, hay.

Viente y cinco. What's your favourite line in the song?

There's a lot of lyrics I like:

"You've got everything going for you so I'll go for you with everything I got."

"One more night, and we'll go spinnig around the room and dance with our hearts on fire 'cause every song is ours tonight." <--Probably butchered those. There are others, but I can't think at the moment.

Viente y seis. The cutest thing you've ever heard?

No one ever says cute things to me. D:

Viente y siete. Do you love your parents?
I guess.

Viente y ocho. What would you do if tomorrow is the last day of your life?
Say goodbye to everyone & then go to church  & ask God to forgive me for all my sins.

 Viente y nueve. Do you often think about death?
Uh, not really.

Treinta. Is this the last question?
I hope so.

I tag: snowjobxblowjob, jesslovespanic, xshirleyx, & anyone else who wants to do this. The others have no choice. >:D

   Today is my birthday! Yay! It was kind of like every other day, but today I just felt more special. I was actually dreading today because I didn't think it would be all that great.
   
    This morning, when I woke up, I found a black case on the pillow next to my head. When I opened it I realized that it was a camera! No, not from my uncles who were supposed to buy me one since Christmas, but from my mother. It’s a Sony Cyber-shot, its silver, and its like, the best thing ever! She even left me a video saying how much she loves me and wants me to have a good day on my birthday. Aww.

    When I arrived at work, I work at a camp, my whole group of 6 & 7 girls sang happy birthday to me. It was the cutest thing ever. I wasn't even expecting it (even though I had been telling them when my birthday was since the beginning of camp). The lead counselor was nice enough to not send me to do too many things today. I'm sure I'll be back to hard work tomorrow. Oh, look at the little devils:

    

You can't see, but they have this cool diamond looking thing in the front. Anyway, I'll be celebrating until tomorrow at 7:30. We have this thing in my family where we say it isn't your real birthday until after the time you were born. Kind of weird, but cool at the same time because get to celebrate for two days! Woohoo! :D

Last night was the Twilight till Dawn party at most of the Borders/Walenbooks stores in America. The one I went to was held at Green Acres mall in Valley Stream. When we got there the party had already started. We had to pick a team to be on, and of course I chose the Cullens. They were in the middle of a trivia round, so while I wasn't answering questions, I took time to look at everyone around me. There were about 50 girls and 3 boys. The amount of people there shocked me because I didn't even think that that many people knew about the parties. I also wasn't expecting to see boys there. We got these super cool buttons for being there, too!:

 

We had some debates, more trivia, and some people won some cool prizes, also-t-shirts, posters, stickers, etc. There were a few people who made shirts. My favorite had to be the one that said "I am Switzerland". I've always picked Switzerland, although I'm kind of leaning towards being a hardcore Cullen. There was another girl whose shirt was really cool, too. It said "Dawn is Breaking". She said she made it at Zazzle.com. I met this girl that had on a Cobra Starship shirt and an Academy Is... bag and made a complete idiot of myself by screaming "OMG COBRA STARSHIP! THE ACADEMY IS...!" Yeah...

At around 11:50 everyone got on line to wait for 12:01 to hit. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1....Breaking Dawn is on sale!! I bought my copy at 12:17 and immediately started reading the inside flaps and the back of the book. I'm sad that this is the last (?) book in the series. I haven't finished reading yet, so I'm gonna go do that now.

Chin chin.

Well, yesterday was my first Warped Tour ever. It was so much fun! I woke up around seven to get dressed, do my hair and such. I left at 9:30 to go get money and a bookbag from my father, and on the way there, I got invited to some 40 year old guy’s house. Creepy. We wound up leaving my friend Ashley's house at 10:45 and arrived at the venue at 11:30. We missed some of Mayday Parade because they were the first band playing, but I wasn't too upset. Mayday Parade had the calmest crowd of the day- not too much crowd surfing or pushing.

The next band I saw was The Academy Is.... This was my first time so I was super excited. They did not disappoint. I didn't even know you could most to TAI until I saw the pit forming. It was pretty funny to me. I was pretty excited because William looked at me a few times. How fan girl of me.

After TAI we had a while until the next set so we did some Buzzmobbing and shopping to kill the time. While at The Audition's tent we saw Danny and talked about Buzznet and Bree.

When Gym Class Heroes came on, Travie put on a Mets hat and pretty much the whole crowd (including me) booed him. He basically told us to shut up because he doesn't even like sports, he just really likes hats. I wound up losing the batteries for my camera and an earring at their set. It was a total bummer because I couldn't finish the Scavenger Hunt even though I saw basically everything on the list. There was even a mosh pit there. Actually, now that I think about it, there was a mosh pit at every band we saw. Yes, even at Forever the Sickest Kids and We the Kings.

Speaking of FTSK, they have the nicest merch guy I've ever met. We initially went to get the free bracelets but then we found out that you had to buy the CD in order to get them. Nobody else wanted the CD so I bought it and he gave the rest of my friends bracelets, too! Nice, right? I forgot to get his name though. And another nice merch guy is Ziggy. I finally found out what his tattoo says: it’s Japanese for "No Problems". Sweet.

The last band that we saw was Say Anything. I love those guys. They had the most crowd surfers and after a while, I just started to let them fall because they were hurting my head. I know its mean but I was protecting myself.

We stayed there until 9 but we didn't meet anyone else. We did see this guy that looked exactly like Kyle Burns from FTSK though. The worst part of the day was having mustard thrown on me and missing Cobra Starship. The best part was being so close to most of my favorite bands. I can't wait to do it all over again next year!

 

I never dream. Ever. But this week they started to become frequent.

Last night I dreamt that I was at Warped Tour and it was around 2 o'clock and we were waiting for Gym Class Heroes to come on. So we decided to just go watch some other band play until they came on. When their set was over we wound up leaving. I reached home and realized that we completely forgot to see GCH. I started replaying it in my mind and realized that I had looked behind me and they were actually playing at the same time! Can you believe that? Seriously, I was so scared and disappointed, even in my dream.

And then I had this other dream that my mother took me to see The Cab and while I was sitting in the car I saw Alex D. So I was like, "Hey, Alex." And after that he would not stop talking. He talked about everything. He even told my mother that he thought she was pretty. When I woke up I laughed so hard.

Anywho...Sisky (my iPod) has magically revived himself. I guess he realized that he was really going to be put to rest, (i.e. being taken back to the Apple store and traded) and decided to stop playing games and work. I win.

My Warped date is on Saturday (which probably explains the nightmare). I'm freaking out. I don't know what to wear or how to do my hair, what to bring, what not to bring, etc. So if anybody could help me I would be so very very grateful. =)

"Everyone's a let down; it just depends on how far down they can go."

    So here I am, disappointed, once again. I don't know why I always hope for more than what could ever be possible. My brain can go screw itself.
    My uncles were supposed to buy me a camera for Christmas. Its seven months later and I still haven't seen it. One of them came today to get my sister because she's staying there for the weekend, and the other brought my grandmother here for some reason. This means that both of them are in my house right now. I called one of them, Jerome, earlier because I would be free tomorrow and we can go get it then. But no, of course we can't, because he's taking my sister and my little cousin to the Bronx Zoo. Now my other uncle, Victor, just said that he won't have money until the day after my birthday. I told both of them that I'd need it by next weekend because I'm going to Warped, and last week they said they'd give it to me before then. Do you see the problem here or am I just being a selfish little brat?
    Inside, I think I'm still a child. Whenever somebody tells me that they're going to do something, I always believe them, especially my family. But it seems that the only person I can count on to do something for me is my mother. She's never let me down or given me false hope. I think she knows how soft I am on the inside, even when I try to act like nothing is bothering me. I try to stop believing in the people around me but it never works. I always fall right back into the same spot I was in before. It’s incredibly frustrating.
    They must see how much they're letting me down. Nobody ever says anything though. I feel like telling them to just forget it but in my mind I'm thinking "well there's seven days left so maybe they could somehow get it before then". I'm trying really hard to be optimistic but it’s so hard when there's such a slim chance of what I want to happen actually happening. Things like this make me view the world and people in such a different light. This is exactly the reason why I'm not willing to ever throw myself out there for someone else, why I'm scared to have a boyfriend, or even make a new friend. It hurts so much when something you really, truly thought was going to happen, doesn't happen at all.

In essence, what I'm trying to say is: Fuck this.

    Not any kind of boyfriend though. I want him to be the best thing that ever happened to me. I want him to be my best friend. I want him to have bad habits that I'll hate but eventually learn to love. I want him to be attentive and caring. I want him to understand me and want/love me for me and not superficial things. I want to go steady. (Did I just say "go steady"?) I want to end wind up so hopelessly in love that nobody will be able to tell me anything. I want one of those loves that they write movies and songs about. I need somebody who won't give up on me when I play hard to get or have mood swings. I need somebody to call my own, who'll love me just as much as I love him- not more & definitely not less.
    I've never been one for boyfriends. As a matter of fact, I've always been anti-boyfriend until recently. Its like I want a boyfriend and then again I don't want one. Boys can be the worst creatures on the planet- mean, hurtful, rude, abussive. Then again they can be the best things on earth. They probably say the same things about us, but we can't really live without eachother can we?
    Boys frighten me. Its like, I never know what they're thinking or what their intentions are. They always stare at me like I'm some piece of meat or like, in awe or something. I'm  just like, maybe if you say something we could get somewhere. But no, never, the insist on staring until I pass by. I'm shy so I probably wouldn't say anything back anyway. Ha ha.
    The crazy thing is, I think I might've found the person who could give me all of this. Its a bunch of confusion in my brain. I might like him, but then again I might not. Every time I see him my mood lifts, there aren't butterflies, but there's a feeling in the pit of my stomach. Any kind of contact makes my heart race. Any normal person would tell the other person how they were feeling right? Well I think I'm going to continue to depend on my telepathy to tell him or send him a sign.
    Does he like me? I can't be sure. I always catch him staring at me. When I do he looks away really quickly...I think its cute. We have a very playful relationship. Everybody always thinks we're a couple- seriously, I don't know why, we always argue.
    Maybe its time I admit that there might be some attraction there. I've never been one to, uh, wear my heart on my sleeve, if you will. I always keep my feelings bottled up, it never ends well...especially if the emotion is anger. But that feeling, to connect with someone on a romantic level, I hate it. Its like you're out in the open, vulnerable, desperate, able to get hurt- things that I'm not used to. All in all, I *think* I'm ready to take that plunge...whatever that might mean.

I'd really like to hear your opinions on this. =)

    Now, you're probably thinking "She's a teen, she's supposed to hate school", but no, I actually like learning, its just my environment that's all wrong. I went to take my part 2 of my English regents yesterday so I dressed down (I go to a Christian school, even at gym we have to wear skirts *insert eye roll here*) and wore my normal clothes: jeans, a t-shirt, and Chucks. My principal wasn't even there on time, she got there at like 9:20 when the test was supposed to start at 9:15. When she saw me, she looked at me and said,
    "You have to go home."
    So I'm like "Why?".
    You know what she said? "Because you have on jeans and jeans aren't allowed in the school." *throws up hands* Unbelievable. So I walked away and started to call  my mother. When I got half way down the block she was like "Tanzania, come back here." So I went back and she told me that she would take me. In all honesty, if I would've had to waste my time and money to go back and change for a 3 hour test, I wouldn't have come back, and I think she knew that.
    Once we got in the car she tried to make converstation. I couldn't believe it. She knew I was mad, but she still tried to talk to me. I was giving her the silent treatment, but she just kept talking. I had my iPod but one of my ears blew out so I couldn't even pretend I didn't hear her.
    I couldn't even concentrate on the test, all I could think about was getting out of that school. I hope to God I don't have to return next year, because I just might jump off of thr Brooklyn bridge. I've contimplated it before because of this school, started bad habits because I've let them get under my skin. I can't let that happen again, its not good for my mental or physical health. We have another school in mind (public, thankfully) and all she has to do is fill out the flippin registration papers. All summer I will be bugging her about this and I will not be defeated.
    Have you ever listened to Empires? Its Tom Conrad's (yes, former The Academy Is... guitarist) new band and I must say these guys are fabulous. Go listen to their album Howl and download it for free. Yes, free. Its all on their website: weareempires.com

    Today I went to the beach & aahh it was so much fun. The only thing that went wrong was the salt water basically burning my exzema & making it even more noticeable. My hair also did this awesome curl thing. I like it alot...I think I might wear it like this more often. As I'm writing this I can still kind of feel the water going back & forth on my legs. Very relaxing, let me tell you.
    I was also hit on by a group of boys on the boardwalk. I was putting my clothes & things in my little bag & I heard someone go "hey mami, hey mami" over and over again. I was thinking 'they can't possibly be talking about me', but sure enough, when I looked up about 6 boys were looking at me and smiling. Creepy.
    When I got home I signed on here and to my surprise, my little poll got featured. Wooo! I was wondering why I was getting all these responses to it. Anywho I'd like to say thanks to whoever suggested me or however that goes. Its exciting.

    Oh and I never thanked the person that favorited me all those months ago! I'm touched; it made my day when I found out. Thank you. You don't have to reveal yourself if you don't want to. =)

What should I do for my birthday? Its in like 2 months and I still haven't figured out what I should do. So, any suggestions?

    I came to the realization that people insult the things that they don't understand or things that aren't "normal". What is "normal" anway? Lets see, the dictionary says:
nor-mal (ajective)- conforming to the standard or the common type; usual; not abnormal; regular; natural.
Not abmormal? Well, what's abnormal?
ab-nor-mal (adjective) - not normal, average, typical, or usual; deviating from a standard.
    So is it possible to be between these two extremes? I mean, I wouldn't say I was normal, and I wouldn't say I was abnormal. I'd say I was me. My mother always told me to never conform for anyone, she's always told me to be myself, and to never let anybody change who I was. I never do, but when you get negative responses to who you are, it kind of makes you want to change yourself, you know? Example: Today at lunch, the lady who makes our food found out that I was a vegetarian. So the  administrators son goes,
    "If she's a vegetarian, how come she has so much meat?"
    Now, I don't even like this kid that much. So when he whispered that under his breath, as if I couldn't hear him because, you know, I'm deaf and all, my dislike for him went up tenfold. Throughout the lunch period, he continued to whisper snide little remarks. This bothered me because a few weeks ago he was all "you never pay attention to me", and how he's making comments about my weight. Fascinating, isn't it?
    So here I am thinking about my weight. Now in my opinion I'm not even big, seriously. Sure I have a little extra, but a size 12 isn't big at all. Then I start thinking, well maybe if my thighs were a little smaller or my stomach was a little flatter I'd be better. And I realized that that won't be the case at all. No matter how big or how small you are or whatever, people are always going to have something to say. You could be as close to perfection as it gets, but there's always going to be people that try to bring you down or having something negative to say.
    By the end of the day I had decided that I am who I am, if it doesn't please somebody then screw them, they're not good enough for me anyway. And on a brighter note, my Cobra hoodie came yesterday!! Its way big on me, but it doesn't even matter because its still the coolest thing ever. :D

-Is there such a thing as too much punctuation?

    Yeah so at the moment I'm blasting Whisper War. My mother went to work so she won't be back until 11 o'clock, (hopefully I'll be sleeping) and my sister is at my grandparents house so I have the house all to myself. Yay! If I turn the speakers up any louder I swear they're gonna go poof. They're already doing that bass thumping thing.
    I'm supposed to be cleaning (my room is like a hay sack) but BUZZNET has pulled me back in. Also, my toe hurts like hell. Yesterday I was running and jumping around and when I finally calmed down that's when I hit my second to last toe. Unbelievable. You'd think it was the other way around, but noo, not with me. *shakes head*
    My house is freezing, but outside its unbearably hot. I went shopping on Jamaica Avenue yesterday and felt like I was going to pass out. Granted we're in the middle of a heat wave but I mean come on, that heat was completely uncalled for. Thankfully it goes back to the 80's on Wednesday. I can't reallly see at the moment because I have on my Kanye West glasses that my buddy bought me from YRB (Yellow Rat Bastard, for those of you who don't know), but they're awesome so I'm not taking them off any time soon.
    This was a completely pointless journal. I just thought I'd let the world, or at least BUZZNET, know that my toe is in major pain. (Yes, I'm an occassional attention whore. What can I say? Its the Leo in me.)
   
Question: What do you do when people insult your favorite band?

now, I don't know about any of you, but it is very dangerous for anybody who even attempts to bring their hand, fork, or spoon towards my plate while I'm eating. But when people actually STEAL food...this is a major, major problem.

here's my story:
so after watching the season finale's of Gossip Girl & One Tree Hill, I decided that I should get an ice cream sandwich. now, this was no regular ice cream sandwich, it was a special organic ice cream sandwich with cookies on the outsides to, you know, hold it together. I go downstairs & into my freezer to find it & to my surprise, it was no where in sight. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!?! I'm usually a calm person, but when this information registered that my one & only ice cream sandwich left was GONE...I had a fit. I went on a grunting rampage, which I'm still in the middle of, & settled for a sundae. tomorrow, everybody in my family, even the people who don't live with me, is getting interrogated. when I find the culprit, I'd like to know how they found it...because I hid it very well.

I'm going to try & stop grunting & go to sleep.

has anything like this ever happened to you?

Okay, so last night I went to the Metro Station, Forever The Sickest Kids, The Cab, The Maine, Danger Radio concert. (they told us it didn't have a name. its just The Tour, haha.) I had the time of my life; it was so much fun! I was in complete fan girl mode after the show, only asking for autographs because I had nothing to say to them other than "Oh My Gosh! Hi, (insert Cab member name here), can you sign this for me please?" We actually missed The Cab's set, which was so disappointing, because when we got there we were gonna buy tickets but they were sold out, so we had to wait until 7:30 to get in. By that time The Cab came and left. ='[
I promised myself that next time I won't act like a fan girl and I'll actually speak to them and take pictures (no matter how sweaty I am or how bad my hair looks). *making a mental note of that statement.*
Now, I didn't even know that that many people in Long Island knew about or even liked Metro Station, but I found that out as soon as they hit the stage. The energy in the crowd was amazing, everybody knew every word of their songs. They did a new song, I think its called Come On...or something close to that. I can't really remember the name of it, but it was a good song. They played my favorite song, Wish We Were Older, and did a wonderful job.
Overall it was a great concert, excluding the fact that we missed The Cab; and if you've never seen any of these bands I suggest you see them right away.
I posted some pictures in my Concert Pics photo album so check those out & comment them! (please?)

p.s.-do you think there's such a thing as too much punctuation?

So, Death Cab For Cutie will be releasing a new album next month (no date has been specified as of yet.) It will be entitled Narrow Stairs. Their first single is "I Will Posess Your Heart" and its over 8 mintues long. Regardless of the length, I love the song. So, tell me, what are your favorite songs by Death Cab?

Its raining outside right now. I wish I could go run around in it, but I'm not home, so it'd be a little odd running in front of a building, haha. I'm getting ready to watch All Time Low on Jimmy Kimmel...I'm so excited for them! But I'm really tired, I haven't slept in maybe 14 hours && I have this crazy headache =[. but all in all I'm still being my happy go lucky self lol. yea, this was a toatlly pointless blog/journal thingy...I'll be doing a lot of these, feel free to read them. =]

so if you didn't know already, Cobra Starship is gonna be on Jimmy Kimmel Live on tuesday [3/11]! do they interview the musical guests?? idk, but if they did that'd be awsome. I can't wait! what song would you like them to play?? I want them to play One Day, Robots Will Cry && The City Is At War. =]