Broken hearts and concrete floors...

Aug 25, 2004 17:22

Well, as you can see I've given the journal a new look. Even a new name, courtesy of "There's No 'I' In Team" by Taking Back Sunday.

So, anyways. Today was my second to last day of work. Thank god it's almost over, I can't express in words my happiness over that.

Pete came over yesterday, we just hung out and swam and played video games and stuff.

I don't know what I'm doing tommorow, if anything. Maybe I can get Jef to take me to the mall so I can get the new Further Seems Forever CD. Who knows.

So, anyways, what else?

I made a new splash page (the opening page) for the band's website. I think it looks pretty cool. You can check it out (www.onenightstandmusic.tk).

Any Photoshop buffs out there will know that it's really simple, but it looks cool still.

You know, I was just watching Bowling For Soup's video "1985." OMGCHRISBOWLINGFORSOUPWHATAREYOUA12YEAROLDGIRL? I know I know, it's lame. But you know what? Nothing can make you feel happy like good pop-punk. I'm not talking about emo, hardcore, emo-punk, indie, or any other variations of punk. I'm talking about plain pop-punk. I'm talking about bands like Simple Plan, Good Charlotte, New Found Glory, all the bands you probably hate. But I love my taste in music, because I love being able to listen to a good 12-year-old-girl pop punk song because it makes me happy. That's why I love playing with my band. We play music that makes you wanna jump around, that makes you feel good. No, we don't play Simple Plan style music, it's not that pop punk. I love it, though.

Well, the countdown is on. 6 days until school. I'm not looking forward to it, but I'm not dreading it. I'm sick of work and everything so I'm ready to go back. I'm looking forward to seeing James, finally. I'm not, on the other hand, looking forward to seeing Kim. I'm nervous about that. I haven't seen her since we've broken up, and as I'm finally just starting to get over her I have a feeling that seeing her is gonna fuck me up again. I don't know how I'm gonna react, but I'm scared to find out. Hopefully it won't do too much damage to my oh-so aching heart.

Well, I think that's about it. I suppose I'll leave now. Peace.

What would you say,
If I asked you not to go?
To forget everyone,
Forget everything,
And start over with me?
Would you take my hand,
And never let me go?
Promise me you'll never let go...
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