xxBandGeekxx

If My Heart Was a House by Owl City.

xxBandGeekxx — Sat, 10 Oct 2009 15:02:23 +0000

You’re the sky that I fell through
And I remember the view
Whenever I’m holding you
The sun hung from a string
Looking down on the world as it warms over everything
Chills run down my spine
As our fingers entwine
And your sighs harmonize with mine
Unmistakably
I can still feel your heart beat fast when you dance with me
We got older and I should’ve known (Do you feel alive?)
That I’d feel colder when I walk alone (Oh, but you’ll survive)
So I may as well ditch my dismay
Bombs away, bombs away

Circle me and the needle moves gracefully
Back and forth
If my heart was a compass you’d be north
Risk it all cause I’ll catch you if you fall
Wherever you go
If my heart was a house you’d be home

It makes me smile because you said it best
I would clearly feel blessed if the sun rose up from the west
Flower balm perfume, all my clothes smell like you
Cause your favorite shade is navy blue
I walk slowly when I’m on my own (Do you feel alive?)
Yeah, but frankly I still feel alone (Oh, but you’ll survive)
So I may as well ditch my dismay
Bombs away, bombs away

If my heart was a house you’d be home

Just some thoughts.

xxBandGeekxx — Thu, 24 Sep 2009 02:54:45 +0000

So today I was just driving around and I was thinking about me history class. I realized that I always take my history assignments up a knotch which made me think it was just because it was an easy class (it’s not advanced). But I don’t think that’s it. I think I take everything up that extra knotch because compared to the other students in the class, I’m better. Not to toot my own horn. I think I do it because I want to be the best at something. In everything else there’s somone who’s better than I am, or they think they’re better than me. I realize this is just how life is. But it’s nice to be the best at something.

Also, it would help if my friends weren’t so competitive. I don’t know how it happened, but I got the friends who think they’re so much better than me, and they treat me like it. Like, if I say ‘I got like no sleep last night” someone will respond (I kid you not) ‘I bet you got more than I did.’ Like really? We’re competing over sleep?

In conclusion, I like being good at something and I need to find a few new friends. Also, my spell check is broken. It’s driving me insane.

Thanks for reading. If you did.

On the Brightside by Nevershoutnever

xxBandGeekxx — Wed, 02 Sep 2009 02:42:53 +0000

I met a man of 2 feet tall
This man was quite ambitious
In a world that is so vicious
To us all, I said “hi”
As he replied, he said
Listen to these words that I have lived by my whole life.

You’re only as tall
As your heart will let you be
And your only as small
As the world will make you seem
And when the going gets rough
And you feel like you may fall
Just look on the bright side
You’re roughly six feet tall

I met a man of 12 feet tall
He towered like a giant
In a world that was defiant of his height
I said “hi” as he replied, he said
Listen to these words that I have dreaded my whole life.

I am a man of six feet tall
Just looking for some answers
In a world that answers none
Of them at all
I’ll say “hi”
But not reply to the letters that you write
Because I found some piece of mind

Cause I’m only as tall
As my heart will let me be
And I’m only as small
As the world will make me seem
When the going gets rough
And I feel like I may fall
I’ll look on the brightside
I’m roughly six feet tall

Internet.

xxBandGeekxx — Wed, 02 Sep 2009 01:25:10 +0000

You know what I love? How everyone lies on the internet. Don’t deny it. Everyone does. I know I do. I like about my age and stuff like that all the time. And I think it’s ok because, honestly, the only time someone would need to know you’re real age is if they wanted to stalk you. And who wants a stalker?

But some people are just ridiculous. I have this interent ‘friend’ but I only really talk to him to be polite. And he says he has cancer. I’m not saying that someone with cancer can’t be on the computer, but his story is obviously a lie. He says that he got cancer and that his dad and brother, like, beat him up about it. Like tease, him, make fun of him. Stuff like that. I’m sure that a father who’s son has cancer would ridicule him. And his brother is the devil. And thats not all. His girlfriend cheated on him while he was in the hospital, then broke up with him because he had cancer. Thats something a person does. And today he tells me that his 3 best friends died of cancer on the same day. Really? Honestly, what are the chances of that? But the real reason I don’t believe him is because he says all the stuff and whenever I get on Runescape (yes, Runescape) he’s online. If my family teased me, my girlfriend broke up with me, and my 3 best friends died on the same day, I would most definitely spend every minute of my life on Runescape.

In conclusion, don’t be a liar. Please.

Remembering Sunday by All Time Low

xxBandGeekxx — Sun, 23 Aug 2009 01:43:09 +0000

He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes
Started making his way past 2 in the morning
He hasn’t been sober for days

Leaning now into the breeze
Remembering Sunday, he falls to his knees
They had breakfast together
But two eggs don’t last
Like the feeling of what he needs

Now this place seems familiar to him
She pulled on his hand with a devilish grin
She led him upstairs, she led him upstairs
Left him dying to get in

Forgive me, I’m trying to find
My calling, I’m calling at night
I don’t mean to be a bother,
But have you seen this girl?
She’s been running through my dreams
And it’s driving me crazy, it seems
I’m going to ask her to marry me

Even though she doesn’t believe in love,
He’s determined to call her bluff
Who could deny these butterflies?
They’re filling his gut

Waking the neighbors, unfamiliar faces
He pleads though he tries
But he’s only denied
Now he’s dying to get inside

The neighbors said she moved away
Funny how it rained all day
I didn’t think much of it then
But it’s starting to all make sense
Oh, I can see now that all of these clouds
Are following me in my desperate endeavor
To find my whoever, wherever she may be

[Juliet Simms:]
I’m not coming back (forgive me)
I’ve done something so terrible
I’m terrified to speak (I’m not calling, I’m not calling)
But you’d expect that from me
I’m mixed up, I’ll be blunt, now the rain is just (You’re driving me crazy, I’m)
Washing you out of my hair and out of my mind
Keeping an eye on the world,
From so many thousands of feet off the ground, I’m over you now
I’m at home in the clouds, and towering over your head

[Alex Gaskarth:]
Well I guess I’ll go home now…
I guess I’ll go home now…
I guess I’ll go home now…
I guess I’ll go home

A Different Light-Sherwood.

xxBandGeekxx — Wed, 19 Aug 2009 00:53:57 +0000

And there’s a feeling in the morning
that i can get my stomach screams a warning
as my first thoughts are forming in my head
and i can lay between the covers
remember how i loved another
and postpone my slow recovery

but i can fall asleep tonight
if i can make it home by the daylight
when i recall the times that i was left alone
’cause in the glimmer of your eye
i begin to see myself in a different light

And there’s a feeling in the morning
that i can get my stomach screams a warning
as my first thoughts are forming in my head
and they say, “whoa, baby, i gotta go…
and i hate to let you know that this way.”

but i can fall asleep tonight
if i can make it home by the daylight
when i recall the times that i was left alone
’cause in the glimmer of your eye
i begin to see myself in a different light

but i can fall asleep tonight
if i can make it home by the daylight
when i recall the times that i was left alone
’cause in the glimmer of your eye
i begin to see myself in a different light
whoa, oh oh oh…

School’s in session.

xxBandGeekxx — Wed, 19 Aug 2009 00:46:32 +0000

School started on Monday here in Wyoming. My schedule goes like thisss:

Concert Band

Modern US History

Biology A

Stagecraft

It’s a pretty fun schedule. My teachers are all super. I’ve already made a few friends. AND I got a laptop! ( My school gives every student a laptop. Because we’re rich, yo). And this first quarter I’m doing marching band, which is always fun. If you’ve never been in marching band or have never hung out with someone in marching band, you’re seriously missing out. Marching band kids are seriously the best kids to hang out with. They’re so funny and they make you feel like you fit in. As cheesy as that sounds.

But I think the best part of my day is Biology. My teacher’s name is Mr. Realing and he is so funny. Today in class we were talking about the definition of life and one kid said ‘We can redproduce’ and Mr. Realing said ‘Right, we can do the hibbity bibbity.’ LOLSAUCE. It’s funny because he’s, like, my toughest teacher. He fought in the army. And he’s uses an immature word like ‘hibbity bibbty?’ It makes me laugh.

So school is fun. Lots of great people. But there are a few people I just CANNOT stand. But I don’t think I have to talk about that.

Thankss. :]

Frazzled? Confused? INSANE?

xxBandGeekxx — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 04:05:49 +0000

Man is summer boringgg. I have nothing to do. No job. All my friends are too rich to actually spend a summer in town. And I have no means of transportation, at the moment. Not so fun. I’m also totally crazy.

Of course, if I was actually crazy I would be totally unaware. That’s how it works. Well anyways, I’m really confused. It seems like my brain is totally scrambled. Unorganized. Unclear. Which is totally unlike me. I usually have plenty of control, but I think I’m losing it. Not that i’ve had and nervous breakdowns or lost my temper. Nothing like that really, I just find myself forgetting things that I never would have forgotten a year ago. Back then, I could remember everything. I felt like my brain had a system. I nice, organized system. But I have totally lost that. I don’t have any sense of organization [in my brain, at least]. Maybe I’m going insane. Maybe in the future I will develop schizophrenia. I read a book once about a girl who was scizophrenic and she said she would always pretend to be movie characters when she was a kid. Not that I pretend to be movie characters, it just feels like I’m doing something like that. Only not at all. I think I’m just confused. I’ve lost my school year focus. So I’m sure once school starts up again I’ll be normal. Maybe?

So, it’s obviously been a while.

xxBandGeekxx — Tue, 09 Jun 2009 15:36:26 +0000

Blogging isn’t really my thing. So I have’t posted anything since January. January was a long time ago.

So, now it’s June. And it’s also summer! I am completely done with my stupid school, and now I’m off to a new one. I’m pretty stoked. But I’m also kinda sad the year is over because I probably won’t see my friends from the other school often, if at all. But I think that’s okay. Because I don’t have to deal with my stupid school anymore. Yaaaay!

Summer so far has been great! My sister volunteered me to clean up trash on the highway to raise money for the debate team. I thought it would suck, but it’s not that bad. It’s actually pretty fun. But yesterday we went out for coffe afterwards, and that was fun. I also been doing a lot of reading. For some reason I’ve been reading quite a bit of Sarah Dessen. I don’t know why, but I have. So my summer has been fun. I think it’s mostly because the friends I’m hanging out with are different from my friends at my school, so it’s like something new. I guess you could say.

I’ve also been checking out some new music. I usually just stick with the stuff I know and like, but this summer, so far, I’ve been kinda ‘branching out.’ I’m listening to a lot of different stuff with the help of Warped Tour and the internet! So that’s been really cool. Yeah.

So, there’s an update, but since no one reads this blog, I guess it doesn’t matter much. :]

Folkin’ Around-Panic at the Disco.

xxBandGeekxx — Mon, 05 Jan 2009 00:16:38 +0000

Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two
Where summers lasted longer than, longer than we do
And nothing really mattered except for me to be with you
But in time we all forgot and we all grew

Your melody sounds as sweet as the first time it was sung
With a little bit more character for show
And by the time your father’s heard of all the wrong you’ve done
Then I’m putting out the lantern find your own way back home.

If I’d forgotten how to sing before I’d sung this song
I’ll write it all across the wall before my job is done
And I’ll even have the courtesy of admitting I was wrong
As the final words before I’m dead and gone

You’ve never been so divine in accepting your defeat
And I’ve never been more scared to be alone.
If love is not enough to put my enemies to sleep
Then I’m putting out the lantern find your own way back home