Scared the Hell Out of Me!

What's new?

I guess I like it here, at ASU. However, I'll never be able to adapt myself into looking good in gold or maroon. It'll just never happen. Anyways, so I start my day, usually by eating a bowl of cereal! Yeah, cereal. I would have never eaten bowls of cereal for breakfast in Tucson. It's still so strange. I guess cereal only tastes good in Phoenix. Then I'll go to class, then grab some coffee and go to the rest of my classes. Sometimes I'll come to my room, and crash out, because that's what's fun! But sometimes I get all responsible and go to the gym. I actually really like the gym, maybe it's because I have nothing better to do, but I like it. I wish it was right next to my dorm, instead of on the other side of campus. But I still like eating awful stuff... so I'm sure my body shape won't change haha. About three weeks ago I got the dermals in my chest. I've been wanting them for a long time now. So I finally manned up, and just went and got them. I soooooo love them! I guess I'm doing pretty good over here. But I still miss Tucson. I miss everything about Tucson. I miss my family, friends, my puppiess and my stinky boyfriend! I miss being able to do whatever the hell I want, with a CAR, and knowing where the hell I am going, always. I miss a queen sized bed. Twin sized beds are awful! But overall I'm doing good. I like being up here, but I can't wait to go back to Tucson next weekend, and the next and the next.

Love, Love, Love.

Blankaaaaa

Daxflame II

Paper Cuts

Seeing you made her quiver, even in her sleep. She wished to go up and talk to you in this crowded room, but the way the relationship ended made her feel unwelcome. She was with the new man she had named ‘Lover’ but still felt that she should approach you. Until finally you caught a glimpse of her, and then looked away. Even though you don’t want to, you know she would appreciate it if you approached her with a sweet hello. And from afar she saw you come her way, and the thunder began to rumble in her stomach. As you walked, she noticed a different posture that she had never quite seen before. A sort of arrogance in your steps made it clear that you were a new Michael. She quickly told her ‘lover’ that she would be right back, and was soon face to face with you. The smirk on your face was like nothing she had ever seen. She was searching in your eyes, for the old you, but all she could see was a recording of the night where it had all ended. She had reached the part where you grabbed hold of her hand, and said “Rose, you know…” and quickly ended when she was bumped by a shadow in the crowded bar. Now saying, “Hey, Rose, what’s up?” which left a bitter taste in her mouth. She never planned what she would say, when this time came, so there was a slightly awkward pause, finally able to force a “Hey Mike” out. After asking how she was, she wanted to tell him how much she truly missed him; the smell of his hair, the way his jeans tore at the bottom, and the way he looked in the morning. But she just replied, “good, and you?” and he said, “I’m good thanks.” She knows, she no longer wants to look into the eyes of this Michael, nor hear this unfamiliar voice. Realizing there was nothing left to talk about, they said their goodbye and both turned to return to their opposite corners. But she immediately turned around, and asked him if it was all worth it, and he said, “Yes Rose, I needed you to remember me.” “What do you mean?” she replied. He then said, “you remember those who hurt you the most.” She then woke up, recalling the dream, and realized there, Michael was sleeping with the same look he had given her in her dreams.

Juice

I know I'm leaving soon. But I like what's going on.

Daxflame

Dear Buffalo Wild Wings!

I hate you!

Dear ASU,

Maroon and gold are not my colors. Let's just be civil.

Well...

Boyfriend Material

Brand New

Take me, take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
I don't mind you under my skin
I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in
Well you're my favorite bird and when you sing
I really do wish you'd wear my ring
No matter what they say, I am still the king
And now the storm is coming, the storm is coming in
(Degausser)

My favorite thing to do, is drive with the windows down while blasting Brand New. I don't know what it is about them, but it just makes me feel good. My favorite album is The Devil and God Are Raging Inside Me, simply because it is great. The album is filled with songs that mend the heart, (well atleast this album did so for me last summer) and songs that just make you want to sing as loud as possible. My top 5 favorite songs from this album are Degausser, Limousine, You Won't Know, Sowing Season, and Jesus Christ, not that all the songs are not good, just that my iTunes says I've listened to each of the five, more that 300 times, which doesn't make me creepy at all. My second favorite album would have to be Daisy. It is their most recently released album, which is kinda similar to The Devil and God, but different also. From Daisy my top 5 songs would be, At The Bottom, Bought A Bride, You Stole, Sink, and Vices. I have never had such an obsession with a band. I went to Phoenix last year (Oct. 22) to see them live, and it was probably the best thing that ever happened to me. I almost melted when Jesse Lacy started to play his guitar, playing a random tune, which lead to the beginning of You Won't Know. And I almost cried when they played Degausser. But it was the weirdest thing because while the concert was on, I couldn't think. I was trying to remember the titles of the song they were playing, but I just couldn't and I was so dumbfounded I forgot all the lyrics. So I stood there, front row, basically drooling because Vincent Accardi was standing right before me.I wish I could have gotten a picture of Jesse Lacy, but I couldn't really move. My best friend Mircela took all the pictures, because basically couldn't move. It was a day I'll never forget, and if Brand New is anywhere close to Tucson again, I will be front row, again!


Beauty Supreme.
Yeah, you were right about me.
But can I get myself out from underneath
This guilt that will crush me
and in the choir I saw our sad Messiah.
He was bored and tired of my laments.
Said, "I died for you one time, but never again"
(Limousine)

It's My First Time

I've always wanted to start a blog, but I feared no one would care what I have to say, so I never did. But now I'm going to write, hoping it helps me as well as allow you to get to know me. People always tell me, "I didn't like you when I first met you" or "I thought you were stuck up" maybe after reading my blog, you will see me in a different light.