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brand new is releasing their new album november twenty-first of this year. thats so good you dont even know.
also pretty good is guess whos coming in concert?
dashboard confessional (eh)
with brand new (holy crap) thats intense because brand new hasnt done shows anywhere close to the united states in like a year. and they’re coming to two places semi-close-
rosemont, Ill = 3 and a half hours away
morehead, Ky= 4 hours to four and a half hours away.
tickets for brand new fans are slightly cheaper and sell before the others for 29.50 a pop.
you’re welcome, readers.
(aka amanda and a few others)
I can’t listen to half my music anymore because they’re angry songs about an ugly relationship and I can’t even imagine relating myself to the lyrics because I’m so happy just knowing you and not knowing enough about you.
All the words I wrote for a speech meant to change civilization, I left suspending in the back of my throat because I was too scared to use them, but every time I get near you, they’re set free and the world becomes a better place, everyone recycles, nobody curses others, and civilization crumbles and is rebuilt in honor of you and me.
My tongue doesn’t dream of hurting you but my arms dream of holding you and I pray that I was made for you because I know you were made for me.
Today I laid in wet grass and tried to feel my thoughts then clear my emotions. The only thing I couldn’t erase was that I wanted to be with you right at that second, so I got up and went to you. I feel when you feel, hurt when you hurt, but that doesn’t mean I want you to fake happiness. When tears trouble your eyes, let them fall. When joy tickles you, lose it. And when someone very dear to you is lost, I want my soul to be near yours.
Like the clouds roll around all day long right above our heads, you and I could drift away weeks on end, right in our hearts. I know I usually can’t trust myself on these things but I know I can believe myself on this one because I feel it in my chest- I want to embrace your spirit, your smile, your hair, and your voice- and your lips wouldn’t hurt to kiss either.
I want to capture every moment in a still photograph and fall asleep to the sincerity, the authenticity, and the warmth of you every night. Then when I’m upset, I won’t be. When I search in my head to find a thought worth thinking, there you are, and there I go- remembering how high-quality I felt in your presence, just the night before, and I consider how magnificently dressed you were and how seeing your striking smile every few seconds made me a better person.
We’ll dance through the calendar and Ill spend all the time I can with you, you can tell me what makes you happy and what you haven’t told anyone else. You’ll lose all your reticence, I’ll lose myself, then we can indulge in each other as long as sun floats.
Thanks for finding my smile, I won’t lose it again. We’ll have a staring contest and there’ll be no more Zen because I don’t need it. Who needs to turn tables when I could have someone like you in my handshake?
I’d be swallowing my heart and wrenching my stomach if you were anyone else I blushed at, but this is a feeling that’s such a sensation that I can’t contain it, even from you. Because this is the first and the choice time I’ve ever felt content with where I was in my walk with Christ and who my life pointed to. So this can’t be just another time I drop my neck and turn around, it can’t be, because of the exclusiveness of this situation. I won’t push it, and I absolutely won’t force anything- but this feels so right that I can’t do what’s wrong in my heart. Regret gets too heavy and then sorrow tends to hold you, and it’d be a shame for me to let that happen when I have the privilege to know someone like you.
Thanks for everything
I hoped that you would understand what you do to me and what you do for me.
And now I’m ecstatic
Give me forty winks.
Lull me to sleep.
I finally quit because I hate pinheads.
a few benefits of quitting.
-no more beer soaked towels.
-no more stupid children who break machines and lie about jackpots.
-no more tobacco chew spit on my arms.
-no more CRAAAPy music
-no more vulgar/sexual slurs and jokes from coworkers whom I cannot stand.
-no more having to see rachel be verbally harrased and sometimes mildly sexually harrased everyday and feeling helpless about it.
-no more thunderpoop (thunderbowl)
a few downers of quitting
-no more george.
-no more sam.
-other than those two people, not applicable.
overall, Im very excited that I have quit and that rachels quit… and that I have a job at subway and that rachel has a job at starbucks next door….. and that ben is going to quit…. and aaron… who is probably going to work with me at subway…. overall Im just very excited about where I work right now and whats in the future with where I work.
yes!
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you know when you call technical support and its an indian guy clacking away at his keyboard and youre like.. uh… what? uh… sorry one more time… well listen to this!
I was walking down the sidewalk at night around the apartment complex and I walked past a back door of someones apartment and it was pretty much empty except for like five computers and… THREE INDIAN GUYS ON CELL PHONES! I know! I was like what!? because I always envisioned them in huge rooms with headpeices. but nope. just regular guys. then they walked around outside next to the lake and just sat around for a while. I was like… (break time) and then I realized I had seen them somewhere before.
I had seen them swimming in the pool the other day. it was so funny, two of them could swim but one of them couldnt, first they all sat there and waited until the pool was pretty much empty and everyone was gone, except for me, megan, and some couple who were like hugging and wading around in the water. then the two guys tried to teach the other guy. by like holding onto the back of his shirt from outside of the water and watching him flail and splash around. then they’d all fall over laughing for like twenty minutes and try again. it was cool.
anyways, just wanted to share that bit of interesting information.. unless they were like drug dealers or something instead….. .. ….. be right back….
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ok If Im about 6’1 and a half, how high would I be in this picture? if I knew how to use photoshop, I’d superimpose a skateboard under me and tell everybody I stuck the landing. I actually didn’t, I fell hard and it hurt.
