Tuesday, November 15, 2011

The Downtown Fiction

The other day i was listening to a song that i liked, and my little brother teddy was like "you should listen to The Downtown Fiction, i think you would like them" so i did, and i really liked them. than my awesome little brother gave me an itunes gift card so i could buy their C.D. (and some other songs) 

 



"I Just Wanna Run"

I just wanna run, hide it away                          
Run because they're chasing me down
I just wanna run, throw it away
Run before they're finding me out
I just wanna run

I just wanna run
I'm out here all alone
I try to call your house
Can't reach you on the phone
I'll gather up the nerve
I'm packing up my bag
It's more than you deserve
Don't treat me like a drag

I'm feelin' like I keep on talking
I'm repeating
Myself, my words lost all meaning
I keep talking
I repeat myself

I just wanna run, hide it away
Run because they're chasing me down
I just wanna run, throw it away
Run before they're finding me out
I just wanna run (run, run, run)
I just wanna run (run, run, run)

Like a game of chess
I predict your move
I think I know you better
Better than you do
I'm sick of feeling cheap
Cheated and abused
Sick of losing sleep
Thinking about you

I'm feelin' like I keep on talking
I'm repeating
Myself, my words lost all meaning
I keep talking
I repeat myself
I just wanna run, hide it away
Run because they're chasing me down
I just wanna run, throw it away
Run before they're finding me out
I just wanna run (run, run, run)
I just wanna run (run, run, run





Saturday, September 3, 2011

Blue October

This band had one hit, on the radio station that i listened too, way back in 2006 called "Hate me". i recently rediscovered them when i herd "In to the ocean" on my new favored station.  
"Into The Ocean"

I'm just a normal boy
That sank when I fell overboard
My ship would leave the country
But I'd rather swim ashore

Without a life vest I'd be stuck again
Wish I was much more masculine
Maybe then I could learn to swim
Like 'fourteen miles away'

Now floating up and down
I spin, colliding into sound
Like whales beneath me diving down
I'm sinking to the bottom of my
Everything that freaks me out
The lighthouse beam has just run out
I'm cold as cold as cold can be
be

I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion... yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now...come down
Let the rain come down

Where is the coastguard
I keep looking each direction
For a spotlight, give me something
I need something for protection
Maybe flotsam junk will do just fine
the jetsam sunk, I'm left behind
I'm treading for my life believe me
(How can I keep up this breathing)

Not knowing how to think
I scream aloud, begin to sink
My legs and arms are broken down
With envy for the solid ground
I'm reaching for the life within me
How can one man stop his ending
I thought of just your face
Relaxed, and floated into space

I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion... yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now...come down
Let the rain come down
Let the rain come down

Now waking to the sun
I calculate what I had done
Like jumping from the bow (yeah)
Just to prove that I knew how (yeah)
It's midnight's late reminder of
The loss of her, the one I love
My will to quickly end it all
Set front row in my need to fall

Into the ocean, end it all
Into the ocean, end it all
Into the ocean, end it all
into the ocean...end it all

[Zayra]
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)

I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion (yeah)
Let the rain of what I feel right now...come down
Let the rain come down
Let the rain come down

Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
(In to space)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
(I thought of just your face)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye) 

A quick little bio on this band
They are from Texas
The lead singer and the drummer are brothers
The band was formed in 1996
They play post-grunge rock music  
Post-grunge is a subgenre of alternative rock  

Thursday, August 11, 2011

really kinda awkward relationship

The boy that i had mentioned in an earlier post, Zach, and i went on a date. it was awkward ( and awkward is a strange word) so any way we went to the movies and it was really fun. but than when i saw him again it was like are we dating? or are we just friends that went on a date? so then we were talking to our friend Jesse and he was saying how our other friend Jesse had asked out the girl he liked, Ashly, and she had said yes and they went to see a movie and it was the same movie Zach and i had seen. 
    later i was telling my sister about Jesse and Ashly and we realized that he is 12 years older than her. Justi said that they were like Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore, except the other way around. And now the point of this story. ASHTON KUTCHER IS REALLY HOT!!!!!!!!!! 

Monday, July 25, 2011

Ben Burnley sings about eyes a lot!

while listening to my Breaking Benjamin C.D.s I noticed that the word eyes is said about a trillion times ( well maybe not that many but still a lot) so I have this little list of all the times eyes are mentioned in Breaking Benjamin songs.  
"I Wish I May"
"Blind eyes shine bright"
"Sugarcoat"
"Suck on your lies 'til your eyes turn red"
"Your eyes are red"
"Shallow Bay"
"your virgin eyes"
"Phase"
"The light is dead in your eye"
"Inside the shade of your eye"
"Ordinary Man"
"Your beady eyes burn a hole right through the back of mine"
"Believe"
"My dead eyes"
"Away"
"With red in your eyes"
"Dance With The Devil"
"Close your eyes, so many days go by."
"Don't you dare look at him in the eye"
"Feeling your cold dead eyes, stealing the life of mine."
"Breath"
"I see nothing in your eyes"
"I know that I can find the fire in your eyes."
"Had Enough"
"The apple of your eye."
"Intoxicated eyes"
"Anthem Of The Angels"
"I can see it in your eyes"
"What Lies Beneath"
"Your cold jaded eyes"
"Crawl"
"Your black dead eyes"
"Dilated eyes shine for one last time"
"I Will Not Bow"
"Watch the end through dying eyes"
"Open your eyes!"
"Into The Nothing"
"Carry the wounded and shut your eyes"
"Follow the hopeless And shut your eyes"

And now a quote and a picture.
“We’ve been together 8 years, which is like 20 years these days. We’ve honed our sound and focus. Being on the road, you become a better musician, and the more music you listen to and the more experiences and people you’re exposed to, the more complicated you become, the more complicated your music can become.” -Ben Burnley





Saturday, July 23, 2011

Ben Lee

In the rain
I'm walking slowly
there's a light
in your apartment
I don't know why
I ache for you

and it's alright if you're undecided or,
if you're scared that you might like it or
if it's true, I ache for you

there's no rhyme and there's no reason
you're the secret in the back of my skull
there's no logic, so please believe me
our love's confusing, but it never gets dull

it's getting late
anticipation
and if we talk
communication
and then you'll know
I ache for you

and yeah, sometimes it's just desire
another problem there you really don't want
but anyway, I ache for you.

there's no rhyme and there's no reason
You know the secret in the back of my skull
there's no logic, so please believe me
our love's confusing, but it never gets, it never gets dull

I ache for you.

I ache for you.

and I'm tired, of so much wanting
and what if, don't even think it
but why not.

there's no rhyme and there's no reason
put a secret in the back of my skull (back of my skull)
there's no logic, so please believe me
our love's confusing, but it never gets dull (it never gets dull)

there's no rhyme and there's no reason
you're the secret in the back of my skull (back of my skull)
there's no logic, so please believe me
our love's confusing, but it never gets dull (never gets dull)
but it never gets dull (never gets dull)
never gets dull
I ache for you

I ache for you

I ache for you
I ache for you
I ache for you



i love this guys voice. hes  not like any other singer that you hear all the time.
 

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Edison has swag

E.D.I.S.O.N
Everything we did we did as a team
Determined to make a tight friendship
Inspiration to us all as one another
SWAG
Over the top we were just the bomb.!
Natural beauty 



last week i went to NYLC in D.C. my LGM (leader ship group meeting) was called Edison, after Thomas Edison 


Edison forever by Isaiah

So on July 10 at NYLC I met 25 other people that changed me, I wasn't always the cool kid or outgoing but they helped me see how I've grown so much. In room 215 we began a group of strangers, but became a family, still a family S.W.A.G
heres a lil sumthin sumthin 4 my edison fam and anyone else who likes good writing
So we are Edison, Ben's LGM the best group NYLC had to represent
We came together and the Love Given Made strangers into friends
We ran around the city, saw it all and cash we were steady blowin
But all of DC saw our swag was always showin
Smiles were glowin, sweeter than Candyland at game night
From the first sunday to the last monday no one remained the same right?
Never the lame type, as we saw in the variety show
We all had something to contribute so all society could know
Instead of looking for tomorrow we seized the day like Arizona seized Lemon Johnson
And in the end we passed social boundaries like the streets we were always crossin
From Maddie, Jaleel, Nathaniel and Jared to Lauren, Megan, Haley, Camacho & Dannyqua
In room 215 we left the presence of conquerors and smashed every challenged they offered us
We had Kyra, Nick,James, Joleigh, Chris, Emily, SarahGene, Bailey and Mariah
To go home and be the change we were inspired
It took a while but after 2 days it was smooth sailin like us on the Oddyssey
And it was all real cus our constitution was built on honesty
That made us better than model congress honestly
And to the rest of Edison I didnt name, I'm still glad everybody came
Our 9 days in the summer sun I would never trade
The days on bus 4 singing A Thousand Miles
Our Self Worth Achieved Greatness and that made it all worthwhile

i love my Edison family and always will

Sunday, July 3, 2011

i think i'm in love (or at least in like)

last weak i went on a trip to GA. with my youth group. it was really cool, a lot of god stuff happened and i Lerned a  lot. i started hanging out with this kid that i have known my hole life but never really knew, and it turns out he is really cool. so i think maybe i like him.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

my sisters wedding

Last friday my sister marreid frank. they had a very lovly wedding with a very lovly maid of honer.











                                                     This is tiff and frank at the rehursel diner
All the pictures of the wedding are on tiffs camra and she tooke it on her honymoon 

Monday, May 23, 2011

a song about me! by PANIC! at the disco

"Sarah Smiles"

I was fine just a guy living on my own,
Waiting for the sky to fall
Then you called and changed it all,
Doll,

Velvet lips and the eyes to pull me in,
We both know you'd already win,
Mm your original sin,

You fooled me once with your eyes now honey,
You fooled me twice with your lies and I say,

Sarah smiles like Sarah doesn't care,
She lives in her world so unaware,
Does she know that my destiny lies with her,

Sarah (Sarah, Sarah, Sarah)
Oh Sarah (Sarah) are you saving me?

Waking up to a kiss and you're on your way,
I really hoped that you would stay,
But you left and went your own way,
Babe,

I don't mind take your time I got things to do,
Besides sit around and wait for you,
Oh and I hope you do too,

You fooled me once with your eyes now honey,
You fooled me twice with your lies and I say,

Sarah smiles like Sarah doesn't care,
She lives in her world so unaware,
Does she know that my destiny lies with her,

Sarah,
Oh Sarah,
are you saving me?

And it's killing me inside,
Consuming all my time,
You've left me blind,
And when I think I'm right,
You strip away my pride,
You cast it all aside but I say,

Sarah smiles like Sarah doesn't care,
She lives in her world so unaware,
Does she know that my destiny lies with her,

Sarah (Sarah)
Oh Sarah (Sarah) are you saving me?

Friday, May 13, 2011

music criticing

My sister, Justina, wants me to be a DJ, i already have a DJ name, Funk Master SG, thanks to Jay. I want to be a music critic. I want to tell people what to listen to and I want them to listen to me. Sometimes on yahoo answers people like what i tell them too. they also take my dating advice and i have never had a boyfriend.
But i digress, if i controled what everyone lisend to than Katie Pery would not exist, Lady GaGa would make more songs like paparazy, and the Ting Ting would not be one hit wonders. Also bands I like would get played on the radio, on like hit music stations not just little unherd of colladge stations. The only good thing about listening to obscure songs is that on itunes they only cost .99 cents.






Friday, May 6, 2011

Road signs that are funny

I had nothing to write to day so i looked up funny road signs and made a list of my favorates 
so here is  count down of my 10 favorate signs

10
  
9.




8.



7.



6.



5.



4.



3.



2.
1.
 

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Happy Birthday Ricky


Today is my little brother Ricky's 7th birthday

 


he's such a cutie. 
his party is tomorrow, i got him some fake tattoos 
today we are going out for pizza 
i can't believe he is 7, i remember when he was born, it's amazing how fast they grow up    



Monday, May 2, 2011

The Royal Wedding

Friday was a sad day for all the girls who had dreamed of marrying a prince when thay were little
 now only one good prince is left
he is not even that cute but he is cuter than his brother
i don't think kate married him for his looks

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Fall out boy

why is it that Peat Wents is so much more famous than the lead singer of fall out boy
i don't even know his name 
i am googling this
his name is Patrick stump 

 he is not ugly he is just not Peat Wents ( the other two are ugly)



i love the names of there songs
Our Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldn't Get Sued
The Pros And Cons Of Breathing
Sending Postcards From A Plane Crash (Wish You Were Here)
I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy And All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me    A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me"
Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying (Do Your Part To Save The Scene And Stop Going To Shows)


did fall out boy or Panic! at the disco do the funny name thing first? 
well fall out boy does it better
                             fall out boy does every thing better

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

For Robert

I never thought I'd see this day,
I never thought I'd feel this way,
You...a stranger to me now.
I'm left with emptiness...
I wish I knew how it could be,
That we were once so open and free.
You were like my brother.. yet so much more
I wish I would have seen what I see now before.
For, I did not and it's too late...
My friend, my lover once, is now unknown.
And what hurts the most is I now know..
What I lost.. and I'm alone.
To face a challenge life has sent,
And not a moment with you I've spent.
I hope one day I can forgive you, my friend..
I miss you....
Why did you go? 
 

i wish it could be like it was when we were young, but times change. 
i still love you but i will not say that what you did was allright 
you always quoted that song " theirs never a right time to say good bye" but this time is right and i need to say something ,so good bye 
maybe  someday i can tell you this
maybe someday i will see you again
this really hurts to think that you don't care 
drugs were you'r only goal
i was the farthest thing from you'r mind
i still love you
please change 
please be sorry
please get help
if i never see you again i will never forget you

 

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

happy 4 20

today my sister asked what day is it. i replied, with a smile, that it is 4 20. my mum and dad wanted to know what was so funny. i said because it is 4 20. they looked at me like i was crazy. after about 5 min. my dad asked if it was " some kind of drug reference ". as i was writing this my brother started reading it and was like " whats so funny about 4 20 " so i said he should look it up on urban dictionary, he is very hesitant to after i tolled him to look up 69 but i did not expect him to do it. well that is my little story. and  don't do drugs they make you look ugly.
                                       

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

cute is what we aim for

one of the best thing about this band is the lead singer name, Shaant Hacikyan and how his hair defies gravity.



he has a really cute way of saying thing, now i am going to write lines from my favorite cute is what we aim for songs.

"Sweet Talk 101"
I spend more time in front of mirrors
than any gent should 

"I Put The "Metro" In Metronome"
'Cause I don't break hearts, I just dent them
No, I don't break hearts, I just dent them

Style doesn't matter when you're on your back
Just remember that fact, just remember that
Style doesn't matter when you're on your back
Your clothes won't fit the season
You're cold and that's the reason


"Risque"
Medically speaking you're adorable
And from what I hear you're quite affordable
But I like them pricey
So exaggerate and t-t-t-t-t-t-trick me
Pretty please, just trick me
Pretty please

"Newport Living"
And if you lie you don't deserve to have friends
If you lie you don't deserve to have them
If you lie you don't deserve to have friends
If you lie

 i just realized that the drummer is really cute too, he is now my new favorite  
(sorry Andrew Wetzel, you have been replaced)

Monday, April 18, 2011

Bo Burnham songs

i don't have anything to write so i am posting my favorit Bo Burnham songs, enjoy

"Klan Kookout"

Grab a seat
Have something to eat
Help yourself, it's all right
If you want a beer, they're over here
But we only got Coors light
Try a chip with my homemade dip
The stuff is outa sight
Right before bed, we'll shave your head
It's a good thing you're dressed in white

Cos it's a Klan Kookout
Cos it's a Klan Kookout

Here's my wife, slash sister
She brightens up my day
She went away and I missed her,
Cos my Mum's a lousy lay
Don't hang with foreign fellows,
It'll only be your loss
Stay here and roast marshmallows
Beside the burning cross

At the Klan Kookout
Just the black people
Klan Kookout
Dad's on lookout
At the Klan Kookout

And if you're black
Don't want to see your face
They're like a high school track
Just a stupid race
We got a plan
Kill all the Jews
Are you a Mexi-can
Because you seem confused
(SeƱor, KKK?)

It's a Klan Kookout
It's a Klan Kookout
Mein Kampf?
Check that book out
At the Klan Kookout

All men are created equal,
Man that shit gets me pissed
Here's an idea for a sequel
Someone loses Schindler's List
I cook, I clean
Cos I'm the hooded host
And on Halloween,
I dress as a ... slave owner

We hate Hispanics
Hence the 20-foot walls
And all you God-damn dirty Catholics
Can Catho-lick my balls
Ethnics give off weird aromas,
And I can't understand
Why we need High School Diplomas
With a Bible in hand

At the Klan Kookout.
I have black friends.
I was just kidding. I don't have black friends.  

"Rehab Centre For Fictional Characters"

Ah, well, hello, everyone. Uhm, welcome to the Rehab Center for Fictional Characters. Uhm, alright, let's just get right to it. Who wants to start us off, how 'bout you Kris?

Uhm, alright. Hey, I'm, uh, Kris Kringle, I'm a sex addict.

Hey, I'm Santa Claus,
I'm the king of snow,
I hate my wife because,
She's a ho, ho, ho.
She used to please me everyday,
Then she made it clear,
That Santa's only s'pose to come once a year.
(Fucking bitch.)

Now I buy whores,
Rock 'n' roll,
And I stuff their stockings,
With my north pole.

Okay, Kris. Thank you. Alright, who's up next? Patrick, frowny face, get up here.

Alright, I'm, uh, Patrick O'Riley, I'm a leprechaun, are you all doing good? Yeah, I'm not doing so good.

I had a wonderful life,
With a healthy household,
And a beautiful wife,
And a pot full of gold. (Ha!)

Then my wife spent my riches all by herself,
And since women are bitches, blew a Keebler elf. (Hm!)

Now I drink all day,
And a part of me dies,
Cause my wife's gettin gangbanged,
By the Rice Krispie guys.

"Hey, I know them."
Oh, Tony, nice of you to show up. Where were you last week?
Yeah, I had some stuff... I had to work out some stuff. I'm, uh, hey, I'm Tony the Tiger, uh, fuck it, I'll just sing.

Everyday I wake up, I get to work late,
My boss says, "hey, what's up?"
I say I'm grrrrrowing tired of this shit.
The kids they laugh cause I'm a sensitive cat,
"Big pussy!" I can't argue with that.
If another kid gives me Frosted Flakes,
I swear on my life, I'll eat his- parents.

Ok, Tone, thank you. Uhm, so that's everybody. So let's just get down to it. Uhm, oh, who are you?

Hi, yeah, hi, yeah, hi, yeah.

I'm the Easter bunny, hey, I'm back,
Used to be funny, now I'm hooked on crack.
Heaps of heroin ain't no joke,
Marshmallow peeps covered in coke coke coke coke coke coke coke coke, coooooke.
Ahh, coke!

Drugs for life, that's my plan,
But now I have no attention spa-eeee...

Ok, I'm gonna go get him, alright? You guys just please, play nice, alright? I'll be back in a second, ok?

Santa: "Hey, Pat, did you hear? All my elves got sick. I think they got herpes from some Irish chick."
Patrick: "Motherfucker. What are you laughing at Tony?"
Tony: "I don't know it's, uh, it's funny, uhm."
Patrick: "This is getting ridiculous. Santa, Tony, could you guys please stop?"
Tony: "Oh, Snap... Crackle and Pop. [*chuckle*], 'cause they banged your wife."

Patrick: "I'm getting out of here, this is fucking ridiculous."

"Little Adolf"

Here he is, our little bundle of joy,
We did it honey, it's a baby boy.
We'll love him and raise him, 'til he finally leaves us,
What should we name him? How about Adolf?
Little Adolf.

He's growing up, like little boys do,
He's grown a mustache and he's only two.
He's a pyrotechnic and he loves to play with knives,
And our little buddy gives the weirdest high fives.

Little Adolf, Little Adolf,
Little Adolf, Little Adolf,
He's a dictator tot,
Dictator-tot.

He gets a little bit angry, but he's smart as hell,
And who taught him how to speak German so well?
He doesn't like milk, soda hurts his head,
I tried to give him juice, this is what he said:

"I hate juice, okay?"
"Ok, Hitler, please, drink your juice. I'm tired, I want to go to bed."
"Just, you know what? Get the juice out of here, out of this house, out of this country, now."
"Hitler, get the j... what do you want me to do with...?"
"Put the juice in camps and separate them."
"Separate juice? Hitler, what you want me to do, separate them by flavor? By like, concentration?"
"Concentration... eh?"

Little Adolf, he's a dictator-tot. 

"Love Is..."

ooh ... what is this thing?
Just a reminder Bo, your EP is available now on iTunes.
Go and buy it, it is really good.
Ooh, hi, I didn't even see you there. I was just looking my notes over and ... ok
You wanna hear a song?

I love you like kings love queens,
like a gay geneticist loves designer jeans (genes)
I need you like New Orleans needs a drought,
like Hitler's father needed to learn to pull out.
And I want you ... yeah, like a lawyer slash mathematician wants some kind of proof.
And I want you like J.F.K. wanted .... a car with a roof.

Because love is, takin' that dive and gettin' really comfortable and peein' in the pool.
And love is, a real life porn ... minus all the stuff that makes porn cool.
And love is, a homeless guy ... searchin' for treasure in the middle of the rain and finding a bag of gold coins and slowly finding out they're all filled with chocolate and even though he's heartbroken he can't complain cuz he was hungry in the first place.

Because I love you like Dora loves maps,
like the Pope's toilet loves ... holy craps.
I need you like a voyeur needs a branch,
like boys tossing salad needs a little bit of Neverland ranch.
And I want you like all the gothic kids that look exactly the same never want to conform.
And I want you like Anne Frank wanted ... nobody to read her diary.
Cuz, like a diary is a collection of secret things that no one else reads, that's the whole point of a diary. Millions of people have breached this little girl's privacy after she was chased by Nazis, kick her while she's down.

And if we met in 10,000 B.C., I was your cave man you's my cave lady ...

If we god hot, we'd start rubbin',
if we got hungry, we'd go clubbin'.
There's woolly mammoths but I won't protect us,
you're makin' me devolve to a homo erectus.

And if we met in 1780, I was a white southern aristocratic plantation owner and you were my dark skinned servant lady ... slave

Whenever I could get away from the Mrs.,
I'd go to your shed and then I'd steal you kisses.
But let's be serious, I'd still work you full time as a slave, there's a difference between romantic language and a complete disregard for socioeconomic trends.

And if we met in 1941, I was a Nazi, you's a gypsy on the run (that's a little redundant)

That probably wouldn't have worked out ... yeah

Because, love is your favorite food for every breakfast, lunch and dinner.
And love is the holocaust, if you don't die quick and you don't get thinner.
And love is, bein' the owner of a company that makes rape whistles and even though you started the company with good intentions trying to reduce the rate of rape, now you don't wanna reduce it at all cuz if the rape rate declines you'll see an equal decline in whistle sales.
Without rapists, who's gonna buy your whistles?
Who's gonna buy your whistles?
Love is all about whistles.

That was for a girl by the way.  

he is so funny, that last song is my favorite.
and here is a photo, because every good blog needs one