dysenteryjarred

whooo!

Thu, 10 Jan 2008 03:09:14 GMT

I guess I'm still taking a break from this because I am pretty stoked. I got my license today, I'm going to a few concerts coming up, I'm missing school tomorrow. I just can't wait until this semester is over. I'm real stressed with this overload at the end. Oh well, all will fall into place. I'll be back later. Payce my nuccaz.

keep it simple

Tue, 08 Jan 2008 03:04:27 GMT

Today there is no blog. I have decided to listen to all of Say Anything's In Defense of the Genre with lyrics in front of me instead. I want to find what everyone loves about this CD. I am so left out.

I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses

Mon, 07 Jan 2008 02:09:00 GMT

Dysentary Jarred: i just wanna know well try and have it work again cause its not just like a band to me that was the only thing i had for like a year, like girls could fuck me over and shit could be bad at home but i could go home to my band, even when it was just me and Cory but then i got all accustomed to you guys too and now i just feel like kinda empty as lame as it sounds
Dysentary Jarred: cause i think we could make it and its the only thing i wanna do

Well that's the last thing I'm going to say about my band. Everything I could have done to make myself seem pathetic, I have done in the past twenty four hours. My leg just fell asleep and is beginning to have the blood rush back to it, I'm not sure if i like this feeling or hate it. Ironically, basically everything in my life is on the same lines as my leg. What an awful fucking metaphor that just happens to fit the situation. I'm not sure about much. Today was god awful. I'm having all these mixed feelings. First some girl whose dicked me over twice already tells me she wants to get with me again, and I don't know. I said yeah and went along with it and that's just my first sign of being pathetic. I'm not sure if I want to start it up again for my own reasons, I'm not sure if I'll get screwed again, I'm not sure but I guess I'm just going to go with it. And why? Because I am pathetic. I just want today to fucking end. Mock Trial- omg, fucking awful. I wanna quit that team, its a feminist regime and its all bullshit. I can't tolerate the one girl. I try not to mention names on here. But I HATE her, passionately. Honestly, Mock Trial isn't worth the stress, aggravation and anxiety that comes along with it.

But thank god for Pete Wentz's wonderfully symbolic lyrics, they always make me feel better. I don't know I guess I just gotta think this stuff over. Maybe I'll have an answer tomorrow. Hopefully.

This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters.a

Sat, 05 Jan 2008 23:25:51 GMT

This whole emo obsession of me entitling my blogs after my favorite bands song lyrics is becoming a good way to kick start off my writing. Today's won't be long. All I did today was go to a Penn Charter basketball game then drive another half hour to see some chick and have her make me feel like a dick. You know, fun way to spend my Saturday. Tonight I'm going to the movies so hopefully something good will come from that, if not, I won't be disappointed. Anyway, today we go all the way up to god knows fucking where, the most exciting thing in this place was a Wawa (which, if you didn't already know, has god-awful cheese steaks). So Brett drives me up here and she gets in the car and starts giving me bullshit about how I'm just trying to get some. Whatever, fuck that. I fucking hate when people who don't know me try to act like they do and judge me so quick. Even though she supposedly likes me or something, I'm not even sure right now lol, I'm not talking to this girl again. Not cause she wouldn't do nothing, but because she was a cunt to me and led me on. I'll write a song about this shit. Fuck, I'm so cool with that shit. Well, I guess I'll go be going. Tomorrow is going to suck, so much homework to do. Alright I'm out. And I'm still pissed cause it's impossible to add people on here. Dammit.

I talk to you every now and then...

Fri, 04 Jan 2008 20:10:00 GMT

So today has come and passed with a basic uneventful nature. Another boring, loveless, lame, trite day in my book. All of my teachers were pretty happy today. Rosie, Garstka, and Daka all let us digress pretty much and have fun. I'm having a hard time with a bunch of bullshit. I don't know what I'm going to do musically. I love music so much and I wish I could just find other people that are as talented, motivated, and passionate as Cory and I. I'm gonna take some time on this side-project and I really hope something good comes from it. Without A Motive is still my top priority though when we decide to get back together. I haven't been in a band for two days and I'm feeling a void and I'm complaining way too much in these blogs about such trivial problems really. I mean, its so important to me but at the same time I can survive.

I started creating a log today of all blink 182's lyrics in one of my notebooks. I made it through the first three songs on Cheshire Cat and I'm hoping to finish all the CD's within a few weeks. It gives me something to do during meaningless class time and hopefully it will help me to write my own lyrics. As I write them out though, the themes are so obvious and I can't help but be slightly disappointed with my heroes lyrical ability. It is their first CD though and maybe I'm beginning to outgrow the feelings of teenage-angst and the disappointment delivered by the vicious hands of the all too powerful female race. Jesse Lacey and Pete Wentz seem to capture it so much better than Mark and Tom once did. Maybe I just don't care enough with girls anymore. I haven't gotten with anyone in a couple months and there really aren't any at school for me. I'm kinda picky and I kinda need reassurance all the time. Oh well, like I said I really don't care too much right now. Whatever happens, happens.

I don't know what I'm doing this weekend yet. Tonight I'm going out to dinner and I don't know. Tomorrow I'm hanging with Brett and I don't know. Sunday, I have homework and Mock Trial. Mock Trial is a mess right now, I don't know why I even do it. I don't like adviser, she doesn't tell me about shit which leaves me behind from the rest of the whole fucking club. If I don't get a spot as a lawyer this year, I think I'm just gonna quit. I'm not a quitter but the stress, anxiety, and bullshit of this club for me to be told what to do and have my opinions undermined- not worth it. The whole club is fucking bullshit anyway. I'm doing like seven other ones. I'm way too hardcore witch school right now.

This weekend has potential to be good. I might be meeting up with some chick and that should be a good time, I hope.

Oh, and fucking Mike Huckabee, right? Now, I would probably consider myself a democrat but I just don't like the whole Democratic side. Clinton is a bitch; Obama just seems kinda fake and showy; Edwards I like but he won't win. Huckabee's my dude. Guy is the man. Except today Mr. Wallace said Huckabee was his guy, and if anyone knows Mr. Wallace, that's enough to make me want to change my mind.

Alright, I have so much on my mind right now, like the bullshit I have to hear about everyday with these fake ass kids at my fake ass school. I've got way too many things I'm angry about to talk about today. But I wanna go to a show soon, I haven't been to one since Brand New on December 7th. Almost a month, that's hardcore depression about to begin if I can't get to Scary Kids Scaring Kids and All Time Low and shit like that. Woo.

Don't Expect Too Much

Fri, 04 Jan 2008 00:12:07 GMT

Well, this is my first blog on Live Journal and I can't seem to think how it is going to live up to the ridiculous expectations I set up last night. I probably won't even finish it. I'll get bored halfway through and either go study for my vocabulary test tomorrow or watch Jeopardy. But by some stroke of good fortune, I stay focused enough to finish, please don't expect too much. I mean, last night I lied in bed until 2 AM thinking about things and thinking about what I'd write about. I thought about writing about thinking to write, which I guess I kind of am right now, huh? Anyway, I do tend to wander off and digress at times, but its just one of the few incredibly annoying idiosyncrasies you will learn to love about me. I actually don't know who will learn to love me because I have no idea how to find my friends on here or add them. I guess I'll learn.

I had mixed feelings about today. Yesterday, my band decided to take a break, not break up, but I'm not sure when we'll be getting back together. I'm not having fun right now because we were stressing to record a demo and really coming down hard on our songs. I liked all of the songs we had, but only two of them had true lasting power, like these songs were absolutely great. The other three were all really good, which I was perfectly fine with but after playing them so much, we were getting bored. However, instead of drawing that logical conclusion, Mitch and Rispo don't know if they like those songs anymore, which happened in their last band which they are starting up again. I love those kids to death, I just think the case here is boredom and we're wasting time with a long break as opposed to a short one and just not going into the studio. Anyone who heard us at the Troc can imagine our songs, but completely perfected now and two better ones, two more in the works. We were going to be recording with the guitarist from Zolof the Rock and Roll Destroyer who also recorded Valencia, Punchline, Saosin, Circa Survive, etc. All that good stuff. Oh well, I guess we'll have to wait around.

In the mean time, I'm hoping to start up Little Jimmy's Mullet with Brett again and have Cory drum and we have a bunch of songs in the works. I have some old pop-punk lines what WAM didn't use, and some new stuff. Brett has been writing too and he usually comes up with some cool lines. This band will definitely be pop-punk but also have emo roots, like Brand New, Dashboard, and Bright Eyes, and more alternative roots along the lines of Bloc Party and The Hold Steady. I'm pretty excited about it, I can finally write lyrics the way I want to.

Right now there's a crazy guy on Jeopardy who is screaming the answers. It's bothering me and I can't focus on Jeopardy or this blog. Anyway, this has really helped but there's one thing that's been bothering me for a while, completely unrelated to any of the above. In the beginning of 9th grade, I had a Myspace which I deleted. I met this awesome girl from Utah that was in love with Brandon Flowers. I had her number in my phone, but when I deleted that Myspace and lost my phone, I haven't been able to talk to her. I know that sounds really creepy and lame and there's nothing that anyone could do about it, still I thought I'd like to talk about it.

Ughh, great. The yelling guy on Jeopardy is back on. This was a good first blog I think and I'm fairly surprised that I finished. I'll be on tomorrow and maybe I'll have some friends to read this tomorrow.