Time Won’t Let Me Go

I never had a ‘Summer of 69′
Never had a Cherry Valance of my own
All these precious moments
You promised me would come in time
So where was I when I missed mine?

I’m not sure if I’ve posted this video…but i doubt anyone watched it anyways. So here it is again. Cuz it fits my mood.

I should probably get some conversation going here. Um…….what do you think i should do with this…blog ?

What do you want me to update? Or add, or delete?

Forget it. I’m leaving this. you can have this blog. you can rip it to shreds, you can talk all you want on it. you can gossip about me, you can gossip about others, you can complain and whine and you can post journal entries just like i do. i can’t delete it. cuz that would be a 2nd time, and i don’t make the same mistake twice.

but there’s too much drama here. it’s disgusting and its fake. We are all just like the little girl cliques that pretend to be friends with each other, and if one makes a mistake, then they automatically fall under hopelessness. Let’s rip each other apart piece by piece cuz its really just loads and loads of fun.

Pshh. Wow, ZIPO you are actually right on this one. I DO WHINE AND RANT A LOT. well God help me, i have issues. Don’t we all.

Hurricane Season

Hannah I need your help. Don’t kill my sister.

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I have a new obsession with this song by Brand New.

So keep the blood in your head!
And keep your feet on the ground!
Today’s the day it gets tired!
Today’s the day we drop down!
Give up my body in bed!
All for an empty hotel!
Wasting words on lowercases and capitals!

I’ve deciphered the first 2 lines. Don’t do something stupid and commit suicide. Keep the blood in your head (no guns) Keep your feet on the ground (no ropes tied around your neck) and yeah i’m still trying to figure out the rest. Anyone want to help?

It’s on Olly’s profile if you want to listen to it. If you couldn’t care less about the stupid song ….then you’re lame.

Had to go to a football game last night. We lost. This guy kept bugging in the bleachers. I’ve talked to him like twice in the 5 years we’ve been going to school together. And I’ve learned to avoid him. Cuz he’s one of those guys who know one likes (for a good reason). He seems to knows a lot about everybody and his stupid insults always hit below the belt.

Yeah. So this week has pretty much sucked. I’m getting into all the old habits i had last year. And i have no idea how to end this stupid blog entry to make it sound less like a diary entry.

Am I Part of the Cure?

Yeah. I know I’ve posted wayyyy to much this weekend. But I’m bored. And it’s a three day weekend. And i have a novel of teenage angst building up inside me.

I like this song by My Chemical Romance. It’s called Teenagers. You should listen to it. Righ now.

Fits my mood. And i just realized that the tune kinda sounds like that Toy’s R Us commercial.
“I don’t want to grow up…Cuz I’m a TOYS R US kid!!!”

SO i’ve landed myself this stupid job at a retirement home my cousin works at. I’m a waiter. The Alzheimer’s folks bug me. It’s not their fault. But they scare me sometimes. Like they’ll order a chicken fillet right? Well when i bring the meal to their room they freak out because they forgot what they ordered and they didn’t want chicken fillet. Poor guys. I always feel bad too, when they have family visiting them. Cuz their grandchildren and children have to reintroduce themselves like 5 times over and over again. I’m thinking I might quit this job.

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My dad said the weirdest thing this morning.

Him: “Brian…you going to church?”

Me: “…yeah…. want to come?”

Him: “No! I justed wanted to warn you. Don’t drink the red kool-aid”

Me: “what??”

Him: “Cults always have tainted red kool-aid. Promise me you won’t drink it, if they offer it to you.”

I’m assuming he’s talking about communion wine. Which is actually cranberry juice….But whatever. I already knew my old man lost his mind way before i was ever born. Like father like son