Hello. Sorry I was gone. I missed you guys.
What up LJaaayyyy?!
Sorry, had to get that out. Anyway, reason why I'm writing in this today is because of a realization.
It started early yesterday while I was in the mall purchasing The Black Parade is Dead!, the live CD/DVD made by the band My Chemical Romance. Now, I had a hard time deciding what to buy at F.Y.E, what with both TBPiD and the new All Hope is Gone CD/DVD from Slipknot stairing me in the face. After a moment of thinking, I decided to go with what my heart was telling me, what I felt safer with and that choice was MCR. As I was traveling home, I was going over, in my head, why I chose MCR, when I hadn't really listened to them in a while. Then it became pretty clear.
I wanted to feel something.
This band, this group of people, made me feel something, everything with their music. For some reason, I let that drift away. As I shifted in my seat of the car, I found I couldn't take it anymore and ripped open the package, intent on getting my hands on the CD.
As soon as I popped it in the player, I immediately felt something like ...relief. Familiarity. It felt good. Of course, who can't feel good while jamming to "DEAD!" anyway?
My point is, I missed MCR. Alot. Welcome back into my thoughts, guys.
P.S: Isn't that icon of Gerard the coolest thing? Well, I thought so. Obviously.