fascination street... ramblings and ponderings at 9:51pm
watching the video. I'm feeling dizzy.
I broke my second dish in 2 days just now. wtf is wrong with me? something's been a little off since I've gone back to school. Of course, something had to go wrong. Having pretty nice and easy (so far) school days have to come at a price. why can't I be truly happy ever? I have a lot to be happy for...
been listening to The Cure a lot. Disintegration in particular. Anyone who hasn't heard that album all the way through or doesn't yet own it knows nothing of music. Last night I was on my bed in my dark room listening to the album all the way through. It got creepy and strange at times, but it felt good. I love it. Sitting in the dark listening to music full blast is really soothing to me... one of my favortite things to do, but don't get to do it often at all.
my backpack is sitting right next to me. I have to read just a few pages out of that bigass Literature book. did I write down the pages?............heh, no. I think it was 9-13....yeah, it was. these pages are on the Puritans, which is what we'll be discussing about. yah.
oh it's opening time down on fascination street
so let's cut the conversation and get out for a
bit because i feel it all fading and paling and i'm
begging to drag you down with me to kick the
last nail in yeah i like you in that like i like you
to scream but if you open your mouth then i
cant be responsible for quite what goes in or
to care what comes out so just pull on your hair
just pull on your pout and let's move to the beat
like we know that it's over if you slip going
under slip over my shoulder so just pull on your
face just pull on your feet and let's hit opening
time down on fascination street
so pull on your hair pull on your pout cut the
conversation just open your mouth pull on your
face pull on your feet and let's hit opening time
down on fascination street
this song is giving me goosebumps. in the good way. ooooooohweeeeeeeee... Robert Smith was really, really sexy back in the 80s. not so much now, sadly, but I don't fucking care. he's a genius any which way.
I could easily play these drum beats/fills on Disintegration. I air played them on the bus today. but I have insecurities of playing in front of anyone, even my parents. my sister, I don't really have a problem with, but she'd rather I not play while she watches TV. everybody is always in this damn house. ALWAYS. I live for days I'm all alone in the house.
amidst all my Cure loving, I'm really craving something Kristin. her performance on PBS was supposed to air a few weeks ago, but it did not. I hear it airs depending on your region meaning it should air here around September..? I don't know. I do know that she'll be on Seth's Chatterbox on the BroadwayWorld radio channel next week, which I'm REALLLLLY looking forward to. I shouldn't say this..... but... I found something. I can't say it here!!!! urgh. It's gonna be WICKED good, though. ;) when I get it.... like any of you care. really. :p
right now I'm thinking about Mads and how she's doing on her project. I would be dying and literally falling apart with stress if I was in the same situation. I hope she's working... but. I know she's at perfection right now. :p
Little Shop of Horrors tomorrow night. Anthony Rapp's starring in the tour production, which is AWESOME!!!!!!!!1111111 He was Mark in the OBC of Rent, since I know you're all dying to know. I'll try to get my playbill signed by him at the stage door. Ah... stage dooring. I miss NYC. like really really a lot a lot. January is much too far away. oooh, January I'll get my license. that's exciting. I won't have to make Adria/Adria's mom tote me around anymore. gah, I can't wait. she's so unreliable. today she didn't know she had rehearsals after school, so I had to walk home. I know that's not her fault, but still I was pissed. :p Aaaand she's usually late when coming to pick me up in the morning. This is a little off subject, but she and I don't talk much at all anymore. I see her before and after school, and even walking with her and Ryan (her boyfriend), I just... say nothing. I have nothing to say to her. We have nothing in common and she just... sorry to say, but she kind of puts a dark cloud over my whole day. I almost dread seeing her in the mornings and afternoons. oh well. I won't ever have to see her again in 2 years. or any of them for that matter.
okay. I've spoken my mind long enough.
I have 3 things to do:
1) read
2) take shower
3) make Cure sig
bye bye.