IS GOD REAL OR WHAT?
i've been very interested in religion lately. not like, "I MUST KNOW ALL ABOUT A RELIGION!!" but more like , is there really any reason for religion? i'm reading "the end of faith" by sam harris. its pretty good. pretty high up in the air for me. i keep having to read stuff over to process the information. so this is what it feels like learning, huh? ha ha ha. i'm gonna read "holy daze" after. i cannot wait for summer. i'm gonna fucking start playing music (as in, practice in my basement, not shows, duh.) and read so much fucking shit. i love learning things.....
i started playing the drums....pretty much, i suck.
ummm, i know i said i have a new crush, but i'm really not like, into him. he's cute and shit, but, nahhhh.....i'm pretty bored with that scene now.
"please kill me: the uncensored oral history of punk" is a must read for any "punk". what they fucking did back then....when punk was REAL. when it had SUBSTANCE. it wasn't a revolutionary movement. it was freedom. or as much as you can have. it was just chilling with drugs, alcohol and friends (or enemies). i look at the pictures in the book and i'm like "fuck, i never would have done drugs but MAN!!! to hang out with the Ramones! Sid Vicious! anyone goddamnit!" they were so interesting back then and nowadays....there really are no real, interesting people in any scene anymore. music is bland, people are bland. everything is fake and i'm SICK AND FUCKING TIRED OF IT!!! i realize now why i like shitty band one playing with shittier band two....they might not play the best, or even be real, but at least they are angry about something and making noise instead of static. or overproduced pop shit. (which i loveeeeeeeee!)
love,
josie
p.s. if i became famous and i had journals like kurt cobain, would anyone read them if i died and they were published? or would i be boring because i don't do drugs? i think i'm going to have some one on one time with my true love, kurt cobain the journal.
i started playing the drums....pretty much, i suck.
ummm, i know i said i have a new crush, but i'm really not like, into him. he's cute and shit, but, nahhhh.....i'm pretty bored with that scene now.
"please kill me: the uncensored oral history of punk" is a must read for any "punk". what they fucking did back then....when punk was REAL. when it had SUBSTANCE. it wasn't a revolutionary movement. it was freedom. or as much as you can have. it was just chilling with drugs, alcohol and friends (or enemies). i look at the pictures in the book and i'm like "fuck, i never would have done drugs but MAN!!! to hang out with the Ramones! Sid Vicious! anyone goddamnit!" they were so interesting back then and nowadays....there really are no real, interesting people in any scene anymore. music is bland, people are bland. everything is fake and i'm SICK AND FUCKING TIRED OF IT!!! i realize now why i like shitty band one playing with shittier band two....they might not play the best, or even be real, but at least they are angry about something and making noise instead of static. or overproduced pop shit. (which i loveeeeeeeee!)
love,
josie
p.s. if i became famous and i had journals like kurt cobain, would anyone read them if i died and they were published? or would i be boring because i don't do drugs? i think i'm going to have some one on one time with my true love, kurt cobain the journal.