brokenupperhand

come with me, where chains will never bind you


me and cassie
ready for les miserables

so, in case anyone was wondering, les mis was frickin fantastic...we had a blast...our seats were great, and all the people we went with enjoyed it...cassie's dad, who had never seen it, even said he hadn't "seen anything of that caliber in a long time"...we seriously bought the tickets over a year ago, so yeah, just wanted to bother everyone and let y'all know how awesome it was, since i haven't stopped talking about it since i got the tickets...if it's coming to a town near you, i can't stress how good of an idea it would be to go see it

the only criticism i have of the show is that they need to kind of chill on the tempos a little bit...you can never feel involved in a scene, cause you always feel so rushed to the next one...also, alot of lines have been cut out in the recent productions, which i found to be disappointing...but the performances were great, and i absolutely lost it during the final battle...epic epic epic

the movie is coming out at the end of the year, and apparently it has music (!), but i highly recommend you see it on stage first...nothing can beat an experience like that...although, i need to make sure that i include in this entry that russel crowe for javert on screen is the best possible choice they could have made, so i'm incredibly excited about that

hope everyone's doing great

The Hunger Games: on hating the player and not the game

"the hunger games" starts off very promising...the world the writer creates is a very good criticism of society now...and really brings into light things like injustice, and the devaluing of human life...but i also saw many serious problems with this piece of art that i would like to discuss in the next few paragraphs, if you will let me...before i begin, however, i need to inform the reader that i have *not* read the book...my critique is based solely off of the film...also, i understand that the book has a sequel in which more events transpire...however, i plan to look at the one film as a single, finished work of art, because, although there may be more to the story in the long-run, any individual film has its own story to tell

on a scale of 1 - 10 based on pure entertainment value, i would give this film a solid 9...intrigue keeps you going...action only spices up the intrigue...you almost forget about your own world as you step into this one...let me start from the beginning...first you are shown a brief glimpse at the elite, that you soon forget after you are shown the level of poverty in this world...of course, you don't initially know what they're talking about most of the time...with the whole "how many times was your name submitted" and talking about "what if everyone just stopped watching at once?"...the writers and director do a really good job of building suspense by slowly introducing you to this dystopian society...regardless, it is made very obvious that food is a scarce commodity, and that there is clearly a price for obtaining it...you get to really feel involved with the poorer areas, which, at this time, you don't realize just how poor they actually are

then, enter effie trinket...a very bold, over-extravagant, and obvious clash to everything we've witnessed so far, which has been incredibly humble...representing the huge divide between these two cultures...effie, after "recruiting" the two "tributes" from district 12, guides them (and us, the viewers) into the world of the elite...which is very lavish, eccentric and excessive compared to what we have seen so far...food is not only readily available, but it is left out in the open for anyone who walks by...when peeta first sees the city, one imagines it is similar to a poor slave first witnessing the coliseum...at this point in the film, i was very interested in where it was going, despite the fact that the mood of the movie thus far had been incredibly gloomy...but everything in the city is so happy...and you can tell, people live their lives with much more optimism...and it is obvious that they live in total ignorance of the injustices taking place outside their walls...overindulgence is a great way to describe the conditions of the city...people are very eccentric and overly excessive with their hair styles, hair colors, and fashion sense...i would like to insert right here in case anyone was mistaken, before i go any further, that, although you connected with the poor in district 12 at the beginning of the film, you are *not* one of them...you *are* part of the grandiose, elite society...moving on

before the tributes are made to fight to the brutal frickin death, they are taken in front of a crowd to gain approval and support...also, they are taken on the people's popular talk show, the name of which escapes me at the moment...the people laugh and cry with the tributes, all the while knowing that only one of them will actually live...actually, the only value the tributes even *have* to the people *is* the fact that they're going to fight to the death...the tributes are reduced from living human beings, natural brothers and sisters of the ones who are forcing them to fight, to icons for the sake of cruel entertainment...i, of course, am totally into it at this point...i feel all these feelings of injustice, and devaluing, and all i wanna see is the status quo brought down

now i'm going to take a second and talk about the movie overall up to now...because next is the actual "game" or what i like to call "the forced murder of 23 people"...the movie does a very good job of caricaturing entertainment in our culture...when it comes to games such as "american idol" or "the bachelor" or "survivor"...we watch...we pick our favorite person...we root for them to win...we are sad when they are voted off...but all of these feelings we have for the player are superficial, and really just there to make us feel something...they have little, if anything at all, to do with the actual person and their value as a human being...this devaluing of people is taken to the extreme, obviously, in "the hunger games" but there is a much more important lesson to learn from this...a lesson i will discuss later

but first, i would like to discuss the hoarding of wealth, and the way the elite handle their "guilt", assuming there is any at all...in this fictional world, we see a well-defined elite...there is a clear divide (and that gap is very wide) between the people in the city, and the poorer ones on the outskirts...these people are not just doing what is needed to survive, they are overindulging...they are able to spend more time dressing themselves up with their silly fashion sense because they do not have to worry about things like eating, or whether they will live to tomorrow...it is disturbing to me how the wealthy have all this food, all this money, and all these resources when the poor have to bargain their lives for food in the districts...and no one seems to care...people live their lives in total ignorance of the repercussions of the society they maintain and live under...everyone is totally oblivious to the injustices that *every member of the city* is guilty of...what is even more disturbing is that the people actually believe that they are doing the people in the districts a *favor* by having the games...the video at the beginning, during the "recruitment", shows this...trinket seems to actually be moved by the ridiculous ethos outlined while the video is playing...the reason the elite have no guilt, is because they think that the districts are actually better off with the existence of the games

now onto the actual game...which is something that the movie says has been going on regularly for the better part of a century...the elite look forward to it...the poor, those who actually have to fight, dread the hell out of it...first, what upset me was the mindset of the tributes from the get-go...i don't understand, if you put 24 people who did not want to fight (or die) in the same space, why they would actually participate...it was sad that the had been become exactly what their captors wanted them to be...therefore, re-enforcing the status quo...they actually *do* fight, and slaughter their brothers and sisters mercilessly...it starts during the training...when one person says to another, in reference to a group of cocky-looking tributes, "they're from district [whatever], they win every year"...immediately, you, yourself, are drawn into the game...now it's no longer just an unjust machine at the expense of human life, it is a competition...there is now a defined "enemy"

throughout the game, we are able to witness many inhumane events performed not just by the players themselves, but by the game's "controllers"...innocent people, including children, are slaughtered mercilessly by others...the ones who control the game place obstacles in the arena that are put there purposefully to increase entertainment, with no regard to the fact that they are playing with real people...we witness rue, the symbol of innocence and goodness, killed which launches a riot on the outside...but i will discuss rue a bit later...the point is, while watching the game, we feel many things...such as sympathy for the "good" players, and anger towards the "bad" players

everything i have said up to now has been entirely petty compared to the real message i would like to get to in the next few paragraphs...my actual problem with the movie is not how it portrays injustice, or that it is upsetting, or that it causes you to feel anger or despair...or that it makes you think about the gap between the rich and poor...it's that the movie is so incredibly hypocritical...it says, and shows you, one thing, then leads you towards the exact opposite, and i hope to explain what i mean in the following paragraph or so

my conclusion of hypocrisy mostly has to do with the direction of the movie from beginning to end...from the introduction of dystopia, all the way to the "triumph" of the surviving tributes...we are introduced to a message that is entirely political...full of injustice, and criticisms of society...we see the wealth gap, we see the unfair treatment of the poorer peoples in the districts as well as the dehumanizing of living people...we see the eccentricity of the rich people in the city...we see all the things i discussed earlier...and we begin to feel a desire to bring down this status quo as all of our political emotions are stirred up...then the movie shows you, and forces you feel, first-hand, just how unfair and morally wrong the game is...all these things are great criticisms, but it all changes as soon as we are introduced to the cocky tributes whose district "wins every year"...like i explained earlier, now there is a defined enemy...concrete antagonists

we suddenly are taken out of their world and actually forced *into* the game...we root for the protagonists to make good impressions, to be sponsored, and we hope that they win the game...then the 74th annual hunger games begins...and then, the game is suddenly all that matters...we follow katniss around as she tries to survive, and hope she is able to...we watch the "bad tributes" being cocky, merciless, and overall better at playing...in fact, it seems like the only time you even remember the world still exists is when rue dies

rue's death actually led to my favorite part of the entire film...which was when rue's father (unstated in the movie) was so angered by the injustice, that he, along with other members of the district, begin to revolt...finally, something that felt good...seeing a subjugated people actually began to stand up for themselves against their oppressors...but that good feeling doesn't last very long, because that is the LAST TIME anything political is referenced

real quick, before i go any further, i really feel the need to point out the timing of the revolt...why is it only when rue dies that the people are angered enough to attack the peacekeepers? they *knew*, from the moment her name was chosen, what would happen...what she had been "volunteered" for...why did the revolt not happen then? if the people from a certain district always win, they would have known exactly what was going to happen, and her choosing would have brought out the same feelings as her death...i actually got the impression that even the people of her district were more caught up with the events in the game, rather than in the machine that was keeping the cruel game alive

moving on...i need to discuss the conversation that the head of the capitol, and the head of the game, have...you know, the God-looking character, and the Diablo-looking character...the former is outraged at the revolt in rue's district...he explains, in that conversation, exactly what the game means...the game is a distraction in the form of entertainment from the political injustices in the world...it gives the people in the capitol something to do, and the people in the districts something to fear..."why do we have a winner?" he asks...he answers himself by saying that hope is what keeps the districts in line...i don't remember the Diablo-looking character's name, but he says something in this conversation that i found to be very interesting...he says that, to keep the people in line, they should give those people something to root for, and offers teen love as that distraction

from this point on, the politics is barely a side-story...we are now shown a faux love story between katniss and peeta, which we can tell is forced for the sake of support by her subtle facial expressions...then, finally, we are relieved when we find out that both of our protagonists will be returning home "victorious"...then, the movie...just...ends

i would like to make sure everyone who watched "The hunger games" is aware that, at the end of the movie, NOTHING HAS CHANGED...nothing is resolved, nothing is any different...the inhumanity still exists, the injustices still exist...the hunger games will continue...the rich will feel good about themselves, and the poor will continue to be dehumanized...all that has happened is the tributes we rooted for won...do you see what just happened here? you were sucked into the game JUST LIKE EVERYONE IN THIS WORLD IS

so, if you take a step back and look at this from a bird's-eye view...you have been taken from being disturbed by the horrible things you witness, wanting to see the evil stopped, to simply picking a favorite tribute and rooting for them...and then being glad when they won...you are no different than the eccentric people living in the capitol...cause at the end, you feel all good like something has been resolved, when in fact, you were just distracted by the game and the faux love story

i really hope i have been able to make you see just how hypocritical the message of this story is...of course there are other messages i wish i could touch on, such as what this movie is saying to you about the silly game shows america watches like american idol and survivor, but unfortunately i will go ahead and save that discussion for either another entry or another critic...thanks for reading...feedback is highly encouraged

everybody take a breath


i tune in to hear the news
i don't want your point of view
if that's the best that you can do
then...something's missing

here we are, another election year for those of us in the states...i remember back in the day, during my ignorant days, when i used to vehemently defend and support republicans...when i used to be a stereotypical neo-con, and used to support things like war and strong police presences...i used to really enjoy election years...because i saw the political discourse as lively debate that i could engage myself in...i would wear my little pins, and have bumper stickers supporting whatever republican candidate the gop would plaster out as the new face of conservativism...i would argue with people who identified themselves as liberal or democrat as if they were the enemy and i was trying to "win"...whatever that meant

and experts on whatever side
you plug your ears, you scream your lines
you claim to have an open mind
but...nobody's listening...

nowadays, i feel like i see today's political "discourse" for what it really is: a bunch of ignorant people, and pundits who are paid to have a certain opinion, shouting things at each other until someone can't shout as long or as loud and "loses"...it's actually rather disappointing that this is what we have become as a society...it seems like we treat politics (along with everything else in the world) as if it were a giant sporting event...we pick our "teams" before the game even starts, and we root for them and hope they win...we wear our red or blue to show our support...before debates even begin, our minds are full of preconceived notions that one person is inherently better than another...it's not politics...it's entertainment

isn't freedom what it's all about? isn't freedom what *we're* all about? yet we continue voting for people who are more interested in government control than in personal liberty...and both of our major parties are guilty of it...whether it be government programs like welfare, or ever-increasing taxes, or a larger military and police presence...it's just more and more and more laws

everybody take a breath
why are all your faces red?
we're missing all the words you said.
you don't have to yell

i'm not going to endorse anyone or any party in this article...and i'm not going to ask you to vote the way i do...hell, i'm not even gonna ask you to vote at all...but just make sure you're actually taking your values with you to the polls, if you do vote...don't get lost in political rhetoric...what candidates or parties say is rarely what they mean...and it's never what they do

personally i don't understand why we, as a nation, haven't caught on to this yet...it seems like even the least politically informed citizen would have been able to figure this out by now...it's like the republicans and democrats are playing a game with us...as if they're really just the same party; they put on their little show, and walk away with 95% of the vote...they want obama to win the presidency, so they give the republicans the mccain/palin joke-ticket to make sure that happens...but hey, that's just me

draw your lines and choose your sides
'cause many things are worth the fight
but louder doesn't make you right

have you ever thought that maybe, instead of pushing towards a better and better society, we might actually be just getting further and further away from who we are as a people? sure, early america had its flaws and injustices, don't get me wrong, but maybe instead of simply righting those wrongs, we've just been consistently making more new wrongs...perhaps, this year, we decide to get irrelevant hot-button "issues" out of the forefront of our minds and focus on real things...such as liberty,the growing size of our government, and the current state of our freedom...perhaps, this year, we actually admit that we've been fooled by party taglines, and talking points, and our media, and decide we've had enough of it...and maybe americans will grow tired of being herded around like sheep, being told what to believe and who to vote for...this could be the first year we all actually decide to think for ourselves

wishful thinking...cause we all know what will really happen...oh well


if everyone would take a step
back away and count to ten
clear your mind and start again
we won't have to yell

--chris rice

the fall of lucy

hey lucy, i remember your name
i left a dozen roses
on your grave today

--skillet

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this was originally an fpa submission...but i'm beginning to think it isn't truly fpa material...which is fine...i know i'm not an artist...but i wanted it posted somewhere, since i spent such a long time on it...lol

today is all you've got now


yesterday is a wrinkle on your forehead
yesterday is a promise that you’ve broken

this entry came about because of a few different reasons, although the initial catalyst was actually the song that is featured in this entry...i heard it on the radio today...it always makes me think, but this is the first time it's sent me in this direction...the other elements of instigation were some dreams i've been having recently...i've been wanting to say these things for a while, but i've either never been able to find the right words...or i've been worried that they'd just sound emo...and i'd get the "oh good lord, get over it" response...either way, tonight i'm just gonna say what's on my mind and how i feel, regardless of the response i get, because i feel like i really wanna get this into concrete, paragraph form

the truth is, i really just don't like myself as much as i'd like to...and this is not a lesson in self-acceptance...i just feel like i miss who i used to be...i'm sure everyone can relate to that sentiment...there was a time when i was just so much happier with who i was...i used to be more grounded and resolute...i used to believe in a difference between right and wrong...i used to actually be close to God...i really feel like i used to have much more to offer

don't close your eyes, don't close your eyes...

nowadays, i just feel like an everyman...and that there's really nothing separating me from everyone else...whether it's right or wrong, it doesn't bother me...i've adopted a 'live and let live' philosophy...i live as though life is just something to get through...when i drink to excess, it doesn't bother me...i don't care that i have friends that abuse drugs or cheat on their significant others...it doesn't bother me that i haven't really prayed in probably over a year...i have become a cold cynic of everything...i'm cynical towards life, towards relationships, towards marriage, towards religion...towards humanity in general

i feel bad for my girlfriend...because i feel like, at one point, i had all these admirable qualities to offer our relationship, but that i've wasted them on my past fruitless romantic endeavors, and abandoned all of those qualities...she deserves someone who isn't living like they're just daydreaming through life...or living as though nothing matters...i feel like i was a much better person in my last relationship...don't misunderstand me, though...i'm not saying that is because of the person i was with...but because i had much more to offer then...and i hate knowing that i feel like i've used up all that vigor...especially when it was so poorly applied, since i'm the worst judge of character ever...but that shouldn't be cassie's fault...and i feel like i'm forcing her to live with the consequences of all my past relationships

everytime a relationship of mine ends, i kind of distance myself from that relationship in order to start something new...and i think this time, it's caused me to distance myself from the things i liked most about myself...i think i've just reached a point where i don't want to be cut off from certain parts of my past...as if those periods are something i just wanna forget...i want to be able to accept that those things happened, as bad as they were...but i don't know how to go about doing that...there are so many things that have been left unresolved in my life...and i think they're really starting to weigh me down...i don't like things being unresolved like this, but unfortunately it's not always up to me...i've tried to resolve some things with KAB, but when i did, she really just made it clear she had no interest in resolving anything...and then APD, last time i had contact with her, was seriously so lost in delusion and up to her neck in blame-game of everything wrong in her life, that resolving anything with her now is impossible

this is your life
are you who you wanna be?

i want to live as though my past exists...not that it is haunting me...i want to be able to put things to rest...and to go on with nothing weighing me down...the thought of living my whole life with these things pressing on my mind is a dismal thought...life is not eternal...we're seriously only here for a few years, and then it's all over and there are no second chances...forever and never are both really long times to wait


this is your life
is it everything
you dreamed that it would be
when the world was younger
and you had everything to lose

--switchfoot

thanks for reading, guys...i don't know if this entry will be here in the morning...but i still appreciate you for reading...and i'm aware i used the word 'feel' way too many times in this entry...lol

maybe i've been the problem


maybe i'm the one to blame
but even when i turn it off
and blame myself
the outcome feels the same

the one-year anniversary thing went off pretty well, i think...with only a few minor problems...i got her a multiframe with a bunch of pictures of us from before we started dating, when we were just hanging out...a book of walt whitman poems called 'leaves of grass'...and i paid for her 'les miserables' tickets...also, the bigger idea that i had, which kinda worked out, was to have kind of a faux picnic...i went over to her house while she was at work, and decorated her living room like it was outside...and set up a blanket, and had chicken and fruit and stuff

when i had first had the idea, it looked really good in my head...unfortunately, when i actually did it, it looked more like a third-grade art project...but whatever, i think she liked it : ) so that's all that matters...oh man, i spent all day putting it together and waiting for her to call me to tell me she was on her way home...and then i finally get the call that she's leaving...and bam, it all falls down...so i panicked for a good :15 trying to throw it all up again and finish cooking the food and setting everything up...whew...of course, all this stuff is secondary to me loving her...so i hope i was able to convey that across well enough

i've been thinking
about the meaning of resistance
about a hope beyond our own
and suddenly the infinite and penitent
begin to look like home

she got me some of the coolest stuff for our anniversary...she got me tickets to see 'little shop of horrors' on the day of...and she got us tickets to see 'guys and dolls' for tomorrow...so i'm pretty psyched about that...'little shop of horrors' was good...alot of fun, just really disturbing...lol

everyone, yeah everyone
you look so empty

i have a bunch of good stuff planned for this weekend...last night, i worked from 10:pm to 4:30am...it was inventory night, and we had to count *everything* in the entire building...today i'm going to hang out with my cool friend shea, that i don't get to see often enough anymore ever since she moved out to the middle of nowhere...well, it's not actually the middle of nowhere; it just feels like that to me...cause it's really far away...tomorrow is 'guys and dolls'...then saturday, i'm checking out another house, and going out to eat with cassie's parents, and then going to her mom's photography thing...which i'm sure will be fun : ) ...and then sunday is the next day i have to work...another late night...we're doing planning...so i have to be there for that


but when i look at the stars
i feel like myself

--switchfoot

days 1 - 4 of the "vacation"

day 1:
i got up at 6:20am or thereabouts, after having worked until 10:pm the night before...which means, after winding down, i got about 5: of sleep...after getting ready, my dad, who seems to enjoy picking fights with me, picked a fight with me...knowing that this was how the whole vacation was going to be, because that's how it always is, i decided i just didn't want to go anymore...a sentiment i had had for a while, i just didn't have a good enough or concrete reason to act on it...i ended up getting talked back into going for two reasons i'll tell you about later...but, i just wanna say first that, ever since i made the decision to come, i wish i had just stuck with my notion of backing out

so, after the 8: drive down here, during which i rode with my sister...since she's the only one in the family i actually get along with, we pulled up to the room...of course, i'm exhausted by this point because of the 5: of sleep i got accompanied by the 8: of driving...so all i want is to just take a nap...the apartment isn't bad...we're on floor seven, and there are four rooms for the eight of us...once again, i don't even care...i just want to sleep...but, lucky me, i was given the crappiest room in the entire apartment-ish thing...every room has their own bathroom...except us...we have a bathroom that also has a door into the common room...and it has the washer and dryer in it...so, i'm trying to just relax and sleep, and everyone is not only walking into the bathroom next to my room...but actually *walking into my room* while i'm trying to sleep...i got so many "sorry, i'm just gonna grab something real quick"s...it's really annoying...one of the reasons i was given when i was talked into actually coming on this "vacation" was that i'd have my own room and i'd be able to get away from everyone when i wanted to...but it's been pretty clear, and consistently demonstrated, that i can't get away from anyone

i even tried to go to bed really early on this day, to make up for my tiredness and lack of sleep...but everyone wanted to use the washer and dryer again...so, i laid in bed awake from about 8: til about 11:30 waiting for everyone to quit making noise in *my room* so i could go to bed...and what made it better, was while i was laying there trying to sleep, i could hear everyone talking about me in the common room...someone asked my dad why i was acting like i was in such a bad mood...and instead of saying that i didn't want to come on this vacation anyway, and that i can't stand my family because they have a tendency to turn anything into a living nightmare, and that i was promised the ability to get away from them and that was one of the only reasons i came...he said "oh, he's just not used to having to share space"...what a douche

day 2:
we get up early for church...after not getting any sleep the night before, or the night before that, and not getting a nap the day before...the church service actually wasn't bad...so no complaints there...and we went to schlotzsky's afterwards, so no complaints there either...the fight to keep people out of my room gets worse...everyone feels like they're entitled to our bathroom...and i'm not being one of those people that just wants everyone to stay out of his bathroom...the problem is that everyone can walk through the bathroom to our room and i can't keep anyone out...and people have been just walking in like it doesn't count cause it's the second door to the room...and it doesn't help that my sister, the other person in this room, doesn't care about this...she's the only one i really get along with in the family, so she's probably the only person i could have roomed with...but all she cares about is getting along with everyone...and all i care about is getting away from everyone

day 3:
everyone goes to the beach; i don't...i don't know why people enjoy going to the beach...everytime i go, i'm hot, miserable, covered in sand, there's way too many people around for me to enjoy myself...i don't know about y'all...but my idea of "vacation" is not "having to deal with more people than i deal with in my everyday life"...and that actually makes it difficult to enjoy anything in this town...it's, like, everywhere we go, it's busy...and alot of people, who shouldn't be driving, are...and what makes everything worse, is no matter where we go or what we're doing or what we have planned...it's stressful...everyone picks fights and no one enjoys themselves...and everything just feels like such a task...it's never "let's all just have a good time"...it's "we'd all be having a good time if..." and usually my name is the first thing after that "if"...they like to scapegoat me for everyone not having a good time cause i choose to not go to the beach when everyone else does...or not to participate in whatever activity they have planned...which is ridiculous, since one of the reasons i don't do stuff is so i don't have to deal with their fights

i'd say, honestly, that i enjoy my time here the most when everyone's gone doing stuff and i'm in the room by myself...it actually feels like a vacation at that point...cause everything's chill, like i feel a vacation should be...no one is pressuring me to do this or that or to have a good time any particular way...and no one's around to pick a fight...i can take a deep breath, and enjoy myself how i want to enjoy myself...which usually ends up with me on the balcony after a good shower with my book that i've been reading

even still, the fight to keep people out of my room is happening...my younger sister and my dad both make deals about me locking the bathroom to the common area...he says "when you're not using the bathroom, you need to leave this door open and lock the door between your room and the bathroom"...poor guy, he's kind of a moron...so not only does he have his own bathroom, he also feels entitled to our bathroom...and *not only* does he feel entitled to two bathrooms, he thinks we should be locking ourselves *out* of our own bathroom...ugh...that's my dad...he doesn't care what's fair, as long as it works out against my favor...and this isn't even about the bathroom...i just don't like there being two entrances to our room and not being able to keep people out...no one just wanders into anyone else's room...just ours...ya know, the only room with a guy who just wants everyone else to stop dragging him into the madness

day 4:
yesterday, everyone decided they wanted to do jetskis...which, don't get me wrong, it's actually kinda fun...i just don't like jumping through the hoops of hassle that one has to suffer through in order to make it happen...i'd rather just not deal with it...but everyone decided to give me grief about it...i don't even know why they still invite me on these vacations...they know i don't care for the beach...and that i can't stand them...yet, everytime something comes up like that, they act like this is the first time it's ever happened...but i decide to go with them, not ride, but go with them to the beach while they do it to be a good sport...guess what happens...everyone gets stressed out and fights...great...now i'm stuck in the middle of it and it's too late for me to change my mind...so we get down to the beach...i sit outside in the heat, after having taken a shower, and get all gross and sweaty and smelly and sandy, and they don't even end up riding anything...so it was all just a big waste of time

last night me and my sister went out on the town to see what the panama city night life was like...turns out, it's hella dead this time of year...so we ended up driving around for 2: and not doing anything...it was pretty disappointing...but at least we tried

good points about the trip so far:
--church service on sunday
--schlotzsky's afterward
--eating at montego bay
--eating shrimp from buddy's
--hanging out with lauren as we looked for night life
--the outdoor mall wasn't that bad
--border's was having a 'going out of business' sale

sorry if this entry sounded angsty...i don't consider myself an angsty person...i just didn't feel like editing myself in this entry for the purpose of *not* seeming angsty...so, thanks *and* sorry for those who read all that...i hope all y'all's lives are great

one-year, independence day, fatbooth, theater

so, me and cassie are creeping up on our one-year anniversary, and i've been mulling over ideas as to what i should do...i've got a few ideas, none of which i'm going to spoil here, but i'm still trying to make it special...she, in her infinite thoughtfulness and cuteness, has been sending me cards through the mail...and she always says really nice things...and makes me glad that we're together...she also told me she put little clues in the cards as to what she was getting me for the anniversary...i'm determined to crack the code...lol

it's been a while, so i didn't ever get around to talking about independence day...and i know you were all just hoping you'd get to hear my rant about it...well, lucky for you, i'm going to keep it to a minimum...it was silly...everyone changed their little facebook profiles to a big american flag and said cheesy things in their statuses...i, of course was obligated to change my profile pic to this:

just to get in the spirit of the holiday like everyone else, of course...going to church on independence day weekend ended up being a bad idea...all i got to hear was how great our country is...and things about how christians need to get down on their knees and pray for our leaders, and for our country...and blah blah...psh, christians, always thinking it's God's job to fix stuff for us...that's part of the problem...christians are all on their knees praying, and not actually doing anything constructive...and most citizens complain about the direction of the country, yet do nothing to support any kind of change or reversal...and honestly, they're more worried about the moral values of society than they are about the government...if independence day should encourage us to think about anything, it should be about the level of freedom that still actually remains in this country...maybe if we all actually started worrying about something that matters, then positive change might actually come...alright, /independence day rant

i call this next segment the "i don't care if you have an eating disorder, i will still fatbooth you" segment...it's not that i think eating disorders are funny, or that i think cutting yourself or any other form of self-harm is not a big deal...because they are...and this is ignoring the large percentage of participants who do it for attention, or just because they're retarded...my problem with both of these types of people is that they're so frickin self-righteous about it...and act like they're one of the universe's great "victims"...and get all defensive and offended when you bring it up or try to help...or do anything other than give them sympathy...please, you aren't the victims of anything...and your story is not a lifetime movie...eating disorders and self-harm are self-inflicted...which means, deep down, underneath all the victim imagery you delude yourself with, you chose to have the disorder...so do us all a favor, stop droning on about how everything in your life is so tragic...and stop getting angry everytime someone tries to help...and then, do us all another favor and recognize that there are people in the world who are *actually* victims of circumstance (cancer patients, those who have lost close loved ones, etc) who would be offended, and rightly so, to hear that you tried to include yourself in their category

ok, i'm done with all the ranting in this entry...i have to deal with someone at work with both of the previously mentioned disorders (and accompanying mannerisms), and it really pulled out everything from every other time i've dealt with someone suffering from these disorders...anyways, on to something a little less tense

between the time i started writing this entry and now, cassie gave me her present to me for our one-year anniversary...first off, she started by sending me cards in the mail...i'd get one at a time, and they'd talk about stuff that had to do with us...and other cutesy things that are for me to know...and for you to not know...lol...and in the cards, she hid clues to my present...which turned out to be tickets to see guys and dolls next month! i'm so incredibly excited...but kinda nervous...i haven't gotten cassie her gift yet...but i know there's no way i'm going to be able to top hers

also, i've been putting together a group of people to go see 'les miserables' again...this time, we got the tickets in advance...like, hella advance...to make sure we got good seats...which, we did...and we got a group discount since there are 10 of us...i'm incredibly excited about this too...well, duh, who wouldn't be?...lol...i loved seeing it from the "all the way in the back of the middle of nowhere" seats...i can't imagine how great it's going to be when we're close up : )

i think that's all for now...i've been really looking into conspiracy theory stuff alot lately, but that doesn't really make for good meloing...lol...so, i hope everyone's lives are going well...i'll try to post again soon, but the 'melo always being messed up' thing is throwing off my melo groove

you're one moment away


eyes are on you, the pressure is on
where will you stand
when the lines have been drawn

this past saturday, me and the gif had a get-together at her house...we're trying and hoping to make this a weekly thing...but it was alot of fun...we managed to get a pretty good turnout...we hung out, listening to good music (until my sister changed it to country....cause that's what she does...), played some guitar hero, some other games, had banana coladas...it was pretty epic...oh, if you've never had bacardi selects, it's the frickin bomb dot com...really smooth...i could drink that stuff straight all night...also, since you asked ;) , banana coladas taste about 3x as good with just a splash of kahlua after you blend it...cassie's idea, and a good one

we had a pretty interesting slew of characters...my sister came, and brought her new toy...one friend whose potential baby-mama is about to have a/his kid...a guy who won't ever stop talking about how he's engaged...that guy's fiance...my awesome friend hayley from college...so it was pretty crazy...i know what you're thinking...and i know you're feeling like you missed out...but that's ok, maybe you can stop by next time


it's all gonna change, but how could you know?

i'm still generally pissed off about not getting that house...and the more i think about it, the more it pisses me off...i spent so much time orchestrating that, and dealing with the owner, and setting up meetings, and working out details...only to have one of my guys back out at the last second...so now i'm just left with a bunch of wasted time, and hella furniture stuffed into a room at cassie's house...ugh

i finally saw '500 days of summer'...a bunch of stuff came out at the same time using 'summer' as a theme...so i was intrigued by the movie, just never got around to watching it...gotta say, though...it was an epic disappointment...it was bad enough that the main 'couple' had intense role reversal going on...i mean, she was all 'keep it casual', not wanting to commit, and 'love doesn't exist'...and he's the frickin hopeless romantic that gets too dramatic about relationships...what a twink...lol...but that movie would seriously make anyone want to break up with their significant other

it seems like my stalker has finally thrown up the white flag...so i have to say that i'm pretty relieved...i already had to tell work that if anyone ever called for my schedule, not to give it out...even if it was me...either way, i'm not sure she ever found out where i worked anyway...i think she was still going to my last job trying to find me...but yeah, that was a fiasco...and now it's over...girls be crazy


the clocks have all stopped; the story's been told

my little sister's graduation turned about to be as big of a fail as i thought it was going to be...like every other graduation i've been to...it's just a bunch of ignorant people making noise...saw a bunch of people i had went to high school with...and didn't care to see...yeah, i don't miss it

last night must have been 'douchebag/tool day' at the braves' stadium...i swear, all of the frat clowns and sorostitutes were out in their ridiculous clothing...and we sat right in front of bunch of kids shouting random nonsense and throwing their hats and drinking way more beer than they needed...usually i don't mind, cause i get that it's a ball game...and people do that...but there's a line between 'having a good time' and 'being a tool'...and they weren't flirting with it...they'd crossed it...even during the "home depot sponsored 'tool race' " (where a hammer, saw, drill, etc. race around the warning track), i said they should have just picked people out of the audience to race

there was one thing funny that happened on that trip, though...on the way back, some weird guy kept messing with us on the road...like, riding lindsey's (my sister, who was driving) tail until she pulled over, then going around her, slowing down until we caught up, then getting beside us and staring, then doing all that again...it was weird and annoying...finally after miles and miles of this, lindsey got all the way over in the right lane...he got in front of us...lindsey put on her turn signal like she was getting off the interstate, then he did too...then he went up the off-ramp, and lindsey just went straight...he noticed what had happened, immediately turned his other signal on and tried to get back on but realized he'd gotten too far up the ramp to get back on...it was way too epic for words

you're one moment away
one chance left to take and you're gone
are they gonna remember you
for running away or saving the day

from the darkness and letting your love shine through

thanks so much for reading guys...i know this one was long...and i know it's been a long time since i've written anything that matters...it's the whole 'working 40: a week' thing...i always feel busy...but thanks for sticking with me, those of you who do : )


you can't pretend that forever
will never come knocking at your door
--the afters

this past weekend


here come those eyes
there goes my ability to breathe

i have so much to talk about in this entry...first thing's first...that picture is of my girlfriend, cassie, for those of you who don't know...and i'd tell you that she's gorgeous, but i'm sure you noticed...lol...i got to the spend this entire past weekend with her in nashville...we planned this mini-vacation back in, i think, february...and drove about 5: away from our home town just to see 'les miserables' : o ...i'll tell you all about the production later on...first, i would like to tell you that nashville was nothing like i expected it to be...it gets stereotyped as such a country-boy town...and i kind of expected it to resemble that in some way...unfortunately, i was very wrong...lol...it was just another nasty city, and looked like one big ghetto...bad air quality...basically atlanta, but not as impressive, as cassie said

and of course this weekend is when i get sick again for the first time since december...it starts right before we leave and ends right when we get back...ugh, fail...anyways...moving on, the hotel was really nice, believe it or not...we weren't expecting too much considering the rates, but it turned out to be pretty cool...we stayed almost on the 9th floor, 2nd from the top, and there was a king-size bed...and a huge frickin tv, and a view of a bunch of mountains out the window, and something had to've been right above us, cause a few hours out of the day, we heard live jazz through the walls...it was pretty epic...and it made some pretty good background music for making out >.>


she gets a few feet away
and suddenly we're both in slow motion
like we're alone in the deep blue ocean

i know it's just a feeling but it might as well be real
because i think i might be fixing to drown

i'm so in love with my girlfriend...she's so great...and beautiful...and, over the past weekend, i got to experience what it feels like to fall in love with someone over and over again...i love how the relationship is so comfortable...we're not doing anything, not talking at all...and i'm ok with that...i love how the relationship is so exciting...i get caught up in a whirlwind of emotions...and i just want to be close to her...i love how the relationship is so passionate...her touch can get me all worked up...make my heart race...and i can never get enough...i love how there are so many different ways that two people can experience intimacy...and i think it's great that we're able to experience it on every level...i don't know what cassie was thinking when she decided to get with me, but i'm not going to complain...she's amazing

if this is what they call love
i can't believe i'm in it
thanking heaven every minute
i'm the luckiest boy in this town

'les miserables' was absolutely epic...it's gonna be so difficult to put into words just how great it was...and i'm not gonna do my normal thing where i try to critique it...seriously, it was so good to see it done professionally for the first time...and to do so with cassie...she loved it, by the way...seriously, i teared up during 'the final battle' and the epilogue...and got major chills during 'the confrontation', 'javert's suicide', and 'one day more'...there were still parts of the play i hadn't even heard yet, believe it or not...oh, and they actually cut alot out of a few songs...i was upset about that...the thenadiers were frickin hilarious...oh my god...i have never seen them portrayed so brilliantly...everyone performed and sang very well...some overacted >.> but that's all i'll say about that...i seriously could go on and on and on and on about my experience, but i'll go ahead and cut it short...i already can't wait to see it again, oh my god


me and cassie waiting for 'les mis' to start

that's all for this entry, folks...oh, and a word of advice to ya...if you ever go to nashville and call a cab...go ahead and call about 4 or 5...cause other people are going to steal the first 3

i ain't even foolin when i say the boys are drooling
and the girls are all staring her down
my knees go weak and my heart starts to pound

--chris rice

i guess you're the only one


she's got a pretty smile
it covers up the poison that she hides

i haven't done one of those entries where i talk about what's going on in my life in a while...so this entry is gonna be one of those...lucky y'all...lol...let's see...on the 3rd of this month, me and cassie celebrated our nine-monthiversary...which is great...because cassie is great...and being with her is pretty great...three more weeks until les miserables : ) i'm pretty psyched...as i've said in many previous entries

yesterday, i was all over the place...my cool friend hayley graduated...so i was back in carrollton again for the graduation...it's always so weird going to that city...cause i was such a part of it for, like, 5 years...and then suddenly not at all...but anyways, the graduation was nice...the speeches were not that bad...halfway through the ceremony, i even regretted not having walked...it was the honor and the applause...i felt like i had robbed myself of it...and i sincerely regretted it...but, not even a quarter of the way through them calling the names, i was suddenly back to glad that i had not walked...graduations always piss me off...people seriously cannot respect a solemn ceremony anymore...everything has to be a sporting event...with loud cheers, and ignorant people making noise...and morons doing stupid dances across the stage...ugh...dear american society, i hate you...you even treat politics like a sporting event...picking teams and rooting for them to win...and sticking with them even when they do something stupid...ugh...and after the names were all called, people just started filing out before the ceremony was even over...as if it were the last minute of a basketball game...ugh...end rant

it's so shallow and all so appealing
i'm up to my ankles and i'm drowning anyway

on a completely different note, thank God...afterwards, i went out to eat at red lobster with hayley's family and her dad got my meal...which was awesome...her family's so cool...then we went and hung out at her house for a little while...then, on my way back to conyers (and after stopping by work), i got a call from my awesome friend ashley...she was in town, and so i went over and played apples to apples with her entire family...met her brother for the first time...and, honestly, felt like i met her sister lindsey for the first time...cause that chick never used to talk...but, we all went to waffle house afterwards, and i got to have a political discussion with her brother...he's cool


just cause you're out of your head
doesn't mean you have to be in mine

the other night, while i was trying to sleep, the weirdest thing happened...ok, real quick...let me provide some back-story...anyone who knows me, knows that i'm a huge fan of art...not just viewing/reading/listening to it...but interpreting it...i feel like i have a pretty decent ability to interpret art, even if all my friends just think i'm weird...lol...i tend to focus mostly on symbols, though...anyways, i was laying in bed, thinking about art and symbols and how they work together...and i actually started piecing symbols together...kinda without realizing what i was doing...and after about :30 of this, or so...i had all of the groundwork for a book...so i got up to write it all down...so, now i have the main character (name and personality), his family (names and roles), the revelation, the twist, the beginning, and the ending...the only thing i don't have yet is the story...because that's the thing i'm always lagging on...the themes...i have all the symbols, because that's what i do...so yeah, i feel like such a weirdo...i think i'm the first person who's not an author that ever accidentally started writing a book

thanks for stopping by, everyone...i hope your lives are all great...oh, and i know that one of the lyrics is "wrong"...later : )

you're still the only one
who will never change faces
i guess you're the only one
left standing when everything else goes down

--lifehouse

somedays, i hate everything (but you)


when we're right
i don't mind the sun, i don't mind the rain
or businessmen who think they know everything

--derek webb

on regret, briefly

alot of people use the popular saying 'no regrets' when talking about the correct way to live life...although i do subscribe to this motto, i do not think people do so the same way that i do...it's kind of ironic the way that most people use it...it seems that most people use it in a "present toward the future" way, whereas i use it in a "future back toward the present" way

the 'present toward the future' way of looking at the 'no regrets' motto, the one it seems most people mean when they say it, implies that you are starting from the perspective of right now...meaning, you have not currently thought about the future, only that you've chosen not to regret now when you get there...this is done regardless of whatever action you choose to make...this way of thinking leads to irresponsible action...it also takes regret for granted...regret is a positive tool sometimes...it opens doors for improvement in the future, and for making better actions later on...if you have already chosen 'no regrets' regardless of whatever action you make, then you are closing doors to oppurtunities of growth

on the other hand, the 'future back toward the present' way of looking at 'no regrets' starts from the perspective of yourself in the future...the 'yourself' that you are not yet...you imagine yourself in the future, and then try to live your life now in a way that keeps the future you from having regrets...this way, of course, keeps doors open for improvement and growth should you do something that you do, indeed, regret...you can learn from this experience still, because you will still have the capacity to regret things that earn it...let me give you an example to help put into concrete terms the difference between the two

suppose a man gets up one morning with no prior plans of anything to do that day...and suppose he feels compelled to just sit on the couch and stare at a tv screen all day...the person with a 'present toward the future' view of 'no regrets' would sit there in front of the television screen all day, then afterwards refuse to regret having wasted an entire day...on the other hand, a 'future back toward the present'-type of person would forsee himself at the end of the day, after having just sat there watching television and accomplishing nothing, and think "if i do that, i will regret it"...this will compel him to actually get up and be productive...he wants to avoid regret by living in such a manner as to avert it...however, should he decide to waste his day watching television regardless, he will still have the capacity to regret it...so that next time he has the oppurtunity to waste a day, he will be less likely to do so

what is ironic about the first view of regret is that i think it tends to actually compile more regret for the person...sure, now, they may not regret it...but there is always an ultimate end to everything...wasting your day is not quite as difficult to refuse to regret at the end of it as having wasted your life

on the 25th anniversary concert

i finally got to see the 25th anniversary concert of les miserables today...i know, it's been out for a minute, but it finally showed on the public broadcasting station here...and i finally was over at my girlfriend's house at a time appropriate to watch it...she had to record it cause i was working that day...i would like to, just briefly go over what i liked and didn't like about the concert

first thing i would like to note is whoever presided over the lighting and stage setup did an absolutely fantastic job...there were parts when i was more enamored with the light show than the music...but not in a negative way; more of a way that complimented the music...the chorus and the symphony orchestra were both beautiful...i was very happy with them

alfie boe did an amazing job as valjean...his voice, his portrayal of the character, his presence were all great...i've really never enjoyed 'bring him home' more than i did while watching this concert...norm lewis, as javert, did was amazing as well...great voice, great presence on stage as such a strong figure of authority...there were times that i thought he overacted which brought down his performance just a tad...but nowhere near enough to make one wish another person had been picked to play the character...his portrayal of the song 'stars' was great...very moving...i really enjoyed 'the confrontation' between these two actors...so much energy...my favorite version of this piece is still the original london cast's, but this one was unique...the london cast's is much more musical, and the intensity comes from that...in the 25th anniversary cast, it really comes across more as a heated argument...very intense

i was mildly dissatisfied with samantha barks as eponine...but that is not her fault...i always find the character of eponine so very annoying...and i wish her image was portrayed as such...barks is a great singer and actress...i enjoyed her voice...in 'a little fall of rain', she really hit an emotional chord...however, i think she's much too pretty to be eponine...honestly, she looked like a model with pauper attire...yes, it made us sympathize with the character more...but i really don't think eponine's whining and obsessive characteristics are all that worth sympathizing over...so, to recap...barks is amazing...hands down...eponine sucks

ramin kaminloo was great as enjolras...very strong voice...very commanding presence...wish he would have ditched the eyeliner or something so that he didn't look like he broke up 'panic! at the disco' to come do les miserables...that's really the only criticism of him, though...everything he did was done epically...gavroche was a little douche, which made for some comic relief and entertainment...lea salonga did great as fantine...and katie hall did great as cosette

i'm not entirely sure whose idea it was to make nick jonas marius, but i was highly dissatisfied with that choice...not because he sucks...don't get me wrong; his singing was good...but there was something about the strength of his voice and the quality of his acting that left something to be desired...'empty chairs at empty tables' was just that...empty...no power or intensity coming from the vocals...it's like gutting a song that is entirely emotional on its own...but anyways...it's not so much that he did a bad job that i'm criticizing...it's because i can imagine a 100 better portrayals by as many better actor choices

i did not particularly care for the thenadiers; the woman was obviously trying to be jenny galloway...and the man was just a little too eccentric to be taken seriously...he actually struck me as more annoying than anything...much like burmester in the original broadway cast...not that either one is a bad actor...just that i didn't care for the portrayal of the characters

to conclude this very brief and amateur critique, i would like to say that there is a possibility i may have been a bit bias in my conclusions...to me, alun armstrong will always be thenardier, philip quast will always be javert, michael ball will always be marius, and michael maguire will always be enjolras...i definitely enjoyed this production of the music from les miserables...overall, the cast was great...i am very excited about seeing it live in a couple months

it's so weird...it doesn't matter how many times i hear the music from this play...it never gets old...and it still continues to strike emotional chords over and over again

arrested development; v-day; indoor drumline; and lastly, why i prefer melo

alright, melo...it's been a minute since i've updated...i know, i know; you're all just starved for an update of my life ;), so here goes...i just recently finished the entire series of 'arrested development' for the second time...i swear, it's the funniest television show ever...incredibly clever...and the only bad thing about the show was that there were only 3 seasons and that it was cut shorter than it should have been

in other news, me and my girlfriend celebrated our first halfiversary...yep, the 3rd of this month marked 6 months of being together : ) ...i know it took me a while to tell melo about it...i haven't really felt like updating for a while...since it was our first halfiversary, i helped her purchase a new bike that she's wanted...i'm pretty sure she likes it...and i'm glad...also, she made me this neat bingo game to play while i was at work...definitely made that day alot of more fun...and it was really cute, and came with a letter that made me smile

so, v-day just recently passed, and i have to say...it's really among the silliest holidays that we celebrate...and i know what you're thinking...you're thinking, "andrew, you say that about whatever holiday happens to be going on right now"...and you're right...because almost all of the holidays we celebrate are silly...but, regardless, v-day is really silly...we're expected to go out and waste money on crap just to prove that we appreciate our significant others...i guess because we don't do a good job of doing that the other 364 days in the year...who knows? and if we don't do it, we're labeled as someone who doesn't appreciate their significant other...i just started telling people "i hope you enjoy your vd"...cause that's about the level of favor i have with this holiday...and probably has more to do with the holiday than the way we celebrate it

i recently got involved in a project that someone at my work was trying to initiate...i'm not a huge fan of the style of music, but i do very much appreciate the message he's trying to send out with the music he's producing...he asked me to drum for him, so i'm supposed to meet up with him at some point...he keeps putting it off like something keeps coming up...so, i'm getting a little frustrated, like i usually tend to do when projects i get excited about take too much time (or more time than necessary) taking off

i can't remember if i talked about the indoor drumline competition in a previous entry or not; i don't think i did...but i finally got to go see one since what seems like forever...it was amazing; i didn't even realize how much i missed marching drumline until then...even the bands that weren't all that great still got me excited...but i got to see frequency march again...they're the indoor drumline that i had marched with...they were still great...seeing stuff like that makes me wish i had done something more drum-oriented with my life

real quick, i would like to go over the reason i like this website and have stuck with it for so many years...cause i feel like i've never actually done that...so i'll start this by listing why i don't like most other social sites...myspace was one of those sites that encouraged you to express your "individualism" by listing your favorite bands, movies, books, and other things that aren't yours...and by personalizing your profile with your own colors...as if that really describes who you are...i mean, even people's 'about me' section usually only included "hi i'm ___ and i'm ___ years old and live in ____"...facebook only asks for things like your relationship status, who you're dating, your birthday, your employment, your education, your picture, who you're related to, etc...as if the only thing worth knowing about you is a bullet list of 'telephone book'-like attributes of yourself...which is fine for what it is, but doesn't encourage you to be yourself...tumblr is worse than the previous two, because it encourages alot of reposting...leads people to just think they can kind of create who they are based on what someone else created, that 30 other people reposted before they did, and 100 more people will post after...it encourages mass groupthink and unoriginality...i never had any experience with twitter, friendster, or whatever else is the new craze, so i can't really comment on those...other blogs sites like xanga, livejournal, and wordpress, are cool, but the reason i like melo is that it has much more oppurtunity for interaction between other users...not just friends...it doesn't just ask you for your 'telephone book' attributes...it encourages you to write what you're thinking, in whatever way you deem fit...it encourages you to open your mind...not only are you free to express yourself, but you can also read other people expressing themselves...potentially learning new ways to think about things, and getting to see who other people are...on melo, i feel like i don't have to personalize my colors to be myself...i can just write, and people can hopefully see who i am through that

i've got a few other things i've been meaning to write about...things about society that get on my nerves...things about other people that unfortunately share the same religion as me...stuff like that...so, if you're interested, stay tuned...it'll happen

thanks for reading, y'all...hope everyone's doing well

i hope you stare just long enough to see
the heart that's beating here inside of me

beyond all of the things you may think you know
i'm just a kid trying to make it home
that's it
no more, no less

--mercy me

progress, i confess, is way overdue


this is it; confidence is all i need
this is how you're going to
save me from myself

i've been kinda out of it the past couple of days or so...like, in a real spacey-kind of way...as if i'm walking around in a really awful daydream, and i can't jolt myself out of it...it's really been bringing me down...but i feel so detached, and i feel like i'm having a hard time grasping something concrete...to enough of an extent to where i can pull myself out of this rut

have you ever felt like you had been robbed of the life you thought you were supposed to have? how about of the person you thought you were? i hate, hate, hate holding grudges, but sometimes i just can't bring myself to point to let go...things like that just don't seem fair, and i'd feel like i was doing my own self an injustice...but i'm really just eroding myself...and there are times when i even can't stand myself...i get on my own nerves alot of the time, and i don't know why i do things that i do

i see you and me
and everything in between
and i know i'm wrong
but you long to fuel the fire
beneath these tired bones

the book i'm reading right now talks alot about forgiveness...and how important it is towards self-improvement... but i have such a hard time in that aspect...and since i can't seem to forgive others (when they don't want it), and i can't forgive myself, i attempted to ask God for forgiveness...but found myself full of insincerity because i didn't trust myself not to just go back into the same routine

i wish i had someone who was good at psychology to just follow me around and tell me why i sometimes feel the way i feel and sometimes do the things i do


i'm stronger every step i take
--run kid run

sorry this entry was really emo...i never intentionally tried to paint myself as though i was never anything but happy, but i believe that problems are best dealt with and not plastered up online for everyone to see...on the other hand, i'm really not that emo of a person anyway...my sad times are few and far between and don't last that long when they come on...i just haven't been able to shake this one as quickly

you're jealous, i know

picked this up yesterday...i needed some real music in my life...sorry the picture quality blows...lol...it actually looked worse before i tinkered with it

it's time to decide which is out of my mind


cause it'll be me unless
i put some thoughts to rest
and i leave some faults behind

i know alot of my recent entries have begun with me cleaning out my room and finding something...lol...i do regret to inform you that this entry will, unfortunately, follow that same pattern...i think the reason this has become a trend is because of the stage i'm at in my life right now...i mean, i finished high school, went to college, graduated...now i'm stuck in this whole stage (and mindset, really) of "ok...now what?"...so, since my future is currently unclear, it's much easier to look to the past...which is concrete...but anyways, now to begin my story

about 6 years ago, i had a "friend"...at least, someone that i thought was a friend at the time...without boring everyone with too many details, let's just say said friend-at-the-time was awful...and me thinking i was in love with her only made it worse...she was the kind of person who would make up elaborate stories almost just to see if you'd believe them...then apologize dramatically like she had had a great awakening to make sure you were still her friend...ok, enough of that...the point of this entry is not to be too emo, i promise...lol...moving on, one day i finally told this person to leave and never talk to me again...this was the first time i had delivered such an ultimatum...of course, i was unsure if i was able to follow through with it


be certain the steps
of left and right don't fight
the direction of upright

a couple months later, after multiple attempts by her to regain our quasi-friendship, she did two things that kinda threw me for a loop...it was my birthday, and the two things were the following: she wrote me a really long, personal letter; and she bought me the debut taking back sunday album...that being my new favorite band at the time, and the fact that she put that much thought into it did mean alot to me...so, i told you that to get back to the point of this entry

as promised, i was cleaning out crap in my room, and i came across that note that she had written me...i had, unfortunately, kept it...mainly because i'm a sentimental moron, and partially because i had really wanted to believe her at the time...i wonder what she would say now...now that i have shown that, despite all of her "you need me" cries, i really didn't need her...yet, i still felt compelled to keep her apology...and i wonder how she would feel if she knew that the tbs cd she gave me is on my cd shelf...still...after all these years, in the shrink wrap she bought it in

i'd rather forget and not slow down
than gather regret for the things
i can't change now

the reason i felt all this merited a melo entry was because of my discovery that i can, in fact, be resolute...that when i say something, i mean it...and i reflected for a moment about the events that had taken place, took a quick look at myself and where i am now...and thought to myself..."can i keep a promise, or what?"


'cause i could spend my life
just trying to sift through
what i could've done better
but what good do 'what if's do?

--relient k

grab-bag entry

i keep remembering random things that i meant to include in my 'recap of 2010' entry...the thing i forgot to include was that i used to have these really nasty-looking spots on my fingers in random places...doctors said they were warts, but their wart stuff never got rid of them...they looked more like calluses, or scabs...but were really long-term...anyways, they finally went away last year...all of them...at once...after having had them since about high school...they just scabbed over and then fell off...i think i might have cried i was so happy...haha

i've been having a certain type of dream since i was in my early college years...i call them my 'moon dreams'...usually they have something to do with the moon...and they always make me really, really uncomfortable...in one, i was at my church in the back...where we were having a kind of "get together and view" type of thing that you would do if an eclipse were scheduled...and when we got there, we went around back...and you could see about 6 or 7 different moons...but they weren't just there, they were huge...this is not exactly what it looked like, but here's an idea as to just how big each moon was

they were also hanging at different heights...like, scattered...not really any easily perceivable pattern...i've had other dreams where i'm just doing something routine like driving and i'll look up and notice the moon is huge...and it'll be in the back of my mind while i'm trying to go about my night...recently, however, i had a really uncomfortable dream...i was with what i believe was a class...the only reason i think that was cause it seemed like we were all kind of there for the purpose of hearing someone speak that we all recognized as the head of the group...and i remember the terrain being rocky...anyways, i looked up in the sky, and i saw a huge planet...like, ridiculously huge...in my dream, it was saturn...but thinking back afterwards, it looked more like jupiter...there wasn't even a ring around it...anyways, right after looking at it for a second, i started feeling really disoriented...not, like, dizzy or anything...but, it was like that feeling you get after rolling down a hill...it was, like, my mind went all disoriented, and my body reflected that...it felt like everything was shaking, or moving around or something...but no one else seemed to be affected by it...and everyone was all "dude, are you alright?"...i think i was terrified that i was going to fall off the planet or something...so i'm holding on to this part of the rocks that sticks up, trying to regain my orientation...and no one else seems to care that there's a frickin huge planet in the sky...like, right there...i tried to calm myself down by taking note of it not being about to crash into the earth...i don't remember if i woke up after that, or if i transitioned into another dream, or what...it looked kinda like this


the only differences being that the planet was actually way bigger than what's pictured in those...also, it was at night...so the background was all stars...if anyone has any insight as to what these dreams may mean, i'd love to hear it...i've been plagued by them for some time...and i'm usually really good at understanding dreams, but these have reached far beyond my realm of understanding...i did dream-dictionary it one time...but those things are virtually worthless...seeing as they don't know me or how my mind interprets each symbol...but yeah, any insight is appreciated

i've come to notice that no one seems to give two halves of a crap about what goes on in my 'musical interepretations' folder...which is fine...i mean, not everyone is meant to care about that kinda stuff...i'm just wondering if it's totally useless and if i should delete it...what do you think?

i would like to end this grab-bag entry by saying that it's a great feeling when you finally tell someone you love them, and then you're lucky enough to hear them say it back : ) ...thanks for reading, everyone...hope your lives are going great

all in

a few days ago, i finally got to hang out with my cool friend who now lives in utah...it was cool, but it's also a bit lame since i probably won't see her again until next christmas...anyways, we did cool stuff together, like go to outback, and steak 'n shake...and we played wii, and watched home movies, and watched 'flight of the conchords'...it was me, cassie, ashley, andrew...also, during some parts, lauren was there...and others, lindsey was there...so that was pretty neat...since she was going to be gone for the actual new years eve thing, which was, of course, last night...we had a fake one on tuesday at 8:..lol...so, we did what we also do at a typical ashley new year...we burned a gingerbread house, recorded the whole thing, then counted down to "midnight:" by turning on a youtube video recording from last year's new year...haha...it was actually pretty hardcore...here are some pics



the last one is my favorite, even though it's really blurry : )

all night, staring at the ceiling
counting the minutes i'm feeling this way,
so far away and so alone

it was great to be able to hang out with her again for the first time in a long time...i have really been lacking in my girlspacefriend department...i mean, ashley lives in utah...shea moved to some place near atlanta...and hayley lives on the otherside of nowhere...so, yeah...it was cool to be able to see her again

i saw a sign on a church a week or so ago that said "keep christ in christmas"...i don't know if they're dense or if they've just completely missed the point...since they obviously didn't think this through, i feel like i need to say that by saying "keep christ in christmas", they're implying that christmas is something that doesn't involve christ, but that we should keep christ a part of it...dear that-church, christmas is supposed to be all about christ...what you meant to say was "remember, christmas is about christ"...regardless, they probably still celebrate xmas like the rest of our ridiculous society: by making target and walmart even richer...and then playing santa with their children, and decorating a big tree in their living room...yes, i did just judge a book by its cover, but i'm probably still right

lucky for me, however, i didn't have to be subjected to as much xmas as i usually am...i was sick for, like, 2 weeks during december, then in utah for 5 days...go me

but you know it's alright
i came to my senses
letting go of my defenses
there's no way i'm giving up this time

new years turned out to be really awesome...me and cassie hung out together at her house, since everyone else had other plans...trust me, we tried...lol...we watched the tosh.o marathon, had our own little countdown, had some wine, kissed at midnight...it was pretty great...i'm glad everyone else was too cool for us...lol...night to remember for sure : ) hope all of your nights were great, too

ugh, i forgot to include in the last entry that while we were in utah, the leonardo dicaprio version of 'titanic' was on virtually the whole weekend...everytime we turned on the tv, it was on...it almost became a punchline to us...goodness, that movie is so frickin bad for so many reasons...at least there was some 'the office' to save us...oh, and the season finale of 'psych' just happened...not a bad episode...i think i liked the 'police academy' one better...lol

and i'm all in, nothing left to hide
i'm falling harder than a landslide
i spent a week away from you last night

here's to 2011...good luck being better than 2010


even if i lose the game, i'm all in
i'm all in for life

--lifehouse

we are a story, slowly unfolding


slow down; this is such a blur
tell me, what's the hurry now?

ok, i promised in my last entry that i would make sure and update about my trip to utah...so, here goes...it was pretty awesome to say the least...of course, anyone who knows me knows that i'm terrified of planes, and i was scheduled to ride 4 total to get there and back...the first from here to vegas, then utah...then from utah to vegas, then back here...so of course i'm kinda nervous about the trip before it actually comes time...i just can't stop myself from thinking back to times when i had flown before, and been scared to death...ugh...anyways, we got there safe and sound...i took some anti-anxiety medication to help me chill out a little...so i didn't freak out too much, i don't think...ask cassie for a more accurate account...i have to commend cassie for being so incredibly prepared and organized...it really made every aspect of dealing with the airport so much better


view outside our windows

i ended up referring to the trip to utah as my "snowglobe vacation"...if you'd've been there, it would have made perfect sense...we stayed in a canyon between two groups of mountains on both sides...so it kinda felt like we were in a big bowl...and it snowed the whole frickin time...i think we got, like, 30 inches the entire time we were there...that's how i came up with the 'snowglobe vacation' thing...lol...the first couple of days we were there, we didn't really do much...we were both just really exhausted and so we kinda stayed in and chilled...i ended up meeting some of cassie's extended family...they seem pretty cool, even though i didn't feel like really i fit in...the third day, i took a lesson to help myself get comfortable with skis...i did ok in the lesson, but i probably should have taken more...i didn't ski for the rest of that day...me and cassie chilled some more and visited this cool restaurant in the hotel that served the best hot wings i've ever had, and quite possibly the best hot wings ever

we are words on pages
that we've left unturned
an ending no one's ever heard

the next day i went out on the beginner slope for a while with cassie...i did pretty ok on that one, i think...and cassie was really patient with the fact that i was keeping her back from doing more fun and challenging stuff...i believe that's the night we went to her uncle's house down in the valley for dinner...it was neat...it was just the family and me hanging out...the last day i went skiing was the crazies...i did a few more runs on the beginner slope that i was comfortable with, then afterwards we went up to the regular mountain, where i'd see if i was ready to kick it up a notch...i would find out over the period of the next few hours that i was not...haha

i did ok at first, i think...but the further along i got, the more nervous i got...and i began to really overthink things...plus, i was extra-nervous cause there were so many more skiers around to avoid...(and i hoped would avoid me)...i wiped out a few good times, and there were times when i would get to a point where i was just too scared to keep going regularly...thanks again to cassie for being much more patient than i probably could ever be...after that whole ordeal, there were more best-wings-ever, then we started packing up for the trip home...the trip home was kinda cool...i already told you what the original plan was...which was actually made worse, since we got a ride from her parents, whose flight left around 9:something...and ours was supposed to leave at 1:41 (crazy, right?)...around 11:, though, we managed to change our flight, free of charge, to a direct flight towards home...i was pretty psyched, cause the number of planes i was going to have to ride had been cut in half...so i took more anti-anxiety medication, had a drink, and tried to enjoy the in-flight movie, "going the distance"...awful, awful movie...one of the stupidest endings i've ever seen...alright, to conclude this part of the entry, i would like to say that it was a great trip...i got to spend alot of time with my amazing girlfriend, got to meet more of her family and spend time with them, got to ski (or try to), and i made it home alive : )


me and cassie heading out to the mountain

i've decided i'm either going to not complain about xmas this year, or i'm going to save it for a later entry...luckily, i really haven't had to deal with it much this year...so, i'm hoping it stays that way...although, i did tell everyone not to get me anything...and people have already gotten me stuff...dear people, you're not going to guilt me into buying you anything...lol...i don't support this "holiday" (or at least the way we celebrate it), and probably never will


i could walk across the ocean
with you walking next to me
and you could melt away this winter

i have been getting quite a few anonymous hits, and that number has spiked recently...it's not that i don't appreciate the hit-count and what it does for my karma...but it does make me a little worried about who is, or who all is, stalking my melo...i really don't wanna have to make my melo 'logged-in visitors only', but i might have to...we'll see what happens in the next few days, and i'll make my decision then

thanks guys so much for reading...i hope all of your lives are going great...mine definitely is...see you around


even when all the stars are gone
i know that every single beautiful word
that we were will live on...

--the afters

on twenty-ten

i think everyone should do one of these entries...i think it helps you keep your life in perspective by showing you what you've accomplished...but don't just try to throw one together...think it through...i've been working on this entry for almost 2 weeks...anyways...here we go

part i: things i've learned in 2010
--dating someone for 2 years does not mean you know them
--people don't need rationale for their actions, and they can and will surprise you with just how irrational their behavior can be
--people are really fickle, and longterm friends might turn their back on you for no reason
--amoxicillian does not cure tonsilitis entirely by itself
--sore throats are the absolute worst, and i'll never take a normal gulp of anything for granted ever again
--90s pop-rock was one of the greatest eras for mainstream music
--both philosophy and political philosophy should be considered crucial to any education
--skiing is difficult, and i really suck at it
--being drunk is not fun, and calling it quits was easy after one time
--second degree burns can almost entirely heal themselves
--jeeping offroad, climbing mountians, and visiting old, run-down houses is alot of fun as long as you have the right company
--i can, indeed, graduate with a degree in political science
--most christians are unphilosophic and ignorant
--LOST is, and always will be, the greatest tv show ever produced
--gLee is, and always will be, the worst tv show ever produced
--i am invincible...try to bring me down; it will not work
--ashley, shea, and hayley are the greatest girlspacefriends that i have
--God is not so much there for me as i am here for Him
--the worst thing you can do if you want to see me incredibly irate is to spread lies about me
--cassie is an amazing person, and i am a lucky guy

part ii: what went down in 2010
so much has happened this year, and i'm actually kind of excited to lay it all out...it's weird how so much can change over just a period of twelve months, but you would be surprised...i know i was...let's see, rewinding to january...crazy time in my life, because i was so sure i knew where my life was going...i had a job stocking shelves at a petstore...not the most glamorous job, i know...but i made decent money for where i was in my life, and i kinda enjoyed it...i was starting my last semester in college before i would graduate, which i was already nervous about...my truck was giving me all kinds of hell...ugh, one thing after another...to the point where i almost had to start begging for rides to work...i actually did for a while >.< ...i was dating a girl that i was sure, at the time, i was going to marry...i was rooming with two roommates who frequently got off by terrorizing me while i was trying to sleep

the next month was alot of fun...lol...i got out of the room with the crazy roommates into the third room i'd live in that school year...the girl i was with at the time left me for another guy (or something, who knows) and then lost her frickin mind...she ended up spreading a bunch of rumors about me to not just her friends, but also my friends and family, saying i was abusive and overly critical and that i had cheated on her and was harrassing her...poor girl...i bet she actually believes those things happened...lol...so, i had to deal with all that...especially since she was doing her best to make it as awful as possible...i started drinking somewhere in the midst of this, but quickly gave it up as soon as i realized it wasn't really helping...sobriety is a virtue...i ended up getting my truck fixed after about $1500 of repairs...my friend at the time, katie, was driving me to work alot...i ended up quitting work about a month before the end of the semester so i could focus heavily on graduating...i met cassie somewhere around or before this time...at this point, we were just kinda acquaintances...i knew her before this...i had seen her with the bible study group, or over at our house hanging out with lauren...i noticed she was really cute, but didn't really think much of her past that since i was in a relationship at the time with the aforementioned...thing...but anyways, we started talking a little...texting each other occasionally, iming each other, watching the office on netflix...lol...she helped me get motivated to finish my papers...which was difficult because of the anxiety medication i had to pick up

skipping a little bit ahead, i graduated...i was so psyched when i saw that i had passed my senior seminar class...i think i might have cried...lol...i didn't even know who to tell first...anyways, i got all packed up and ready to leave...checked out...had a couple of emotional moments before leaving the campus the last time...it's a big deal, cause i had to go through all the stuff that had changed since i had arrived at that campus as a freshman...the following summer was great...i got to spent more and more time with cassie...we hung out alot, and went on plenty of adventures...most of which you can read just by scrolling down far enough...lol...she was the type of girl you just have a hard time not falling for...cute, inside and out...grounded, stable...down-to-earth...hilarious...i could go on and on

i can't remember if it was before cassie and i got together or after, but somewhere during the summer, the girl from the beginning of this entry messaged me over aim...pretty much asking me to be her friend again...(which totally lines up with all the stuff she claimed, and probably still claims, i did, lol)...after telling her no, i assume she lost her mind again, since that's what she's good at...she actually started blaming me for some stupid stuff she had been doing, as if that had anything to do with me...lol...at some point she even tried to refriend my family on facebook after blocking me...it was kinda funny...my parents and sister were so pissed...haha...i'm really sorry that i have to keep including this much stuff about that chick in this entry...unfortunately, she kept trying to show up and ruin my year...the worst part is that i left most of it out so i could move on to something else...lol...fortunately, however, this is where the stuff about her stops...also, during the summer, one of my friends at the time started acting really weird...then she blocked me on facebook...so, who knows what her problem is...i do know one thing though...friends don't act silly like that...so, i don't even view it as losing a friend

i took up my old job for the summer waiting tables...something easy that i know how to do that i know i can make at least some money doing...me and cassie started getting a little closer...flirting more than hanging out, i think...i told her that i was interested in her, to which she said she felt the same...after getting up from having fainted, ;) , we decided to take things really slow and see what happened...exactly my style...i don't remember the exact date, but i kissed her for the first time somewhere in late july or the very beginning of august...we started dating on august 3rd...our relationship really took off from there...it was the perfect mix of 'taking it slow' and 'pushing towards serious'...i will go to work, come home, chill for a second, then pick up and go to cassie's house and hang out with her...where we'll watch 'the office' or 'tosh.o' or 'psych' or 'arrested development'...all great shows, of course...we discovered that we had similar enough tastes in music to dig each others', but not so similar that we get bored with each others' music...getting to know her has been great...at first, i could tell she was hesitant to open up, but now that i feel like she has for the most part, i really am liking the person i'm seeing...let's see, halloween was exactly the same this year as it is every year...girls dress like whores, and i make fun of them...thanksgiving was the same as well...my family gets together...we eat...the women gossip; the men talk about sports...i don't fit in and want to go home the entire time

this month i got really frickin sick...i was practically bed-ridden for a week straight...and that didn't even encompass the entire illness...i had the worst fever, the worst headache, body aches...my eyes hurt...i couldn't get up without feeling fatigued...sore throat, ugh...it was awful...i won't go into all the details because it's all laid out in the entry right before this one...lol...also, i have yet to lay out the ski trip from which i just recently returned and to complain about how much i dislike the xmas "holiday" season...i plan on doing that either tomorrow or the next day

i guess the thing i could say about 2010 is that i started out thinking i had it all figured out...only to lose all of that...at present, i have no idea where my life is gonna go...that's ok, though...not that i'm a fan of uncertainty...actually i'm a huge not-fan...but i'd rather have this uncertainty laced with possibility rather than the type of certainty i thought i had at the beginning of the year

losing myself just to find a place in your mind

wrap my arms around your name
feel your breath against my pain
as i breathe out
the past is gone

you know those whiny entries where people complain about their life? yeah, i'm about to do one of those...i don't really feel bad about it, though...seeing as i never do those kinds of entries...just thought i'd warn you in case you didn't care...lol

so today is the first day that i've been good in what feels like a long time...don't worry, i plan to explain why in this entry...i know you're dying to know...lol...on november 26th, i was apparently not being careful enough around ridiculously hot water and managed to burn my arm...i'm not talking about a little spot on my arm either...i mean, like, a huge long burn that, oddly enough, looks like the united states...and takes up about 50% of my forearm...second degree...wasn't much fun...that was a friday...the following monday, after having to deal with the initial pain of the burn, i started to get sick...had to get sent home...spent virtually the entire next week, from monday to monday, in bed with a fever, general weakness, body aches, headaches, sore throat

empty smile
naked heart
who i was, falls apart
when you're here

first time i've ever called out of work sick...true story...near the end of the aforementioned week, i went to the doctor and was told i had tonsilitis...ugh...so i was prescribed amoxicillan (sp?)...after about 5 days of taking that, the fever, general weakness, body aches, and headaches were gone...i didn't feel sick anymore...however, the sore throat had started getting worse...i tried going into work on monday, a week after the beginning of the sickness, and was sent home to give me a couple more days to heal, since my "weekend" started the next day...on thursday, i came into work hoping to be able to finally make some money, but couldn't do my frickin job because my sore throat had consistently gotten worse over the past couple of days...and i need my voice to do my job

after being sent home on thursday, i went back to the doctor where i was prescribed a z-pack...and got an antibiotic shot in my butt : \ ...keep in mind that my sore throat had gotten so bad that i couldn't eat anything without it being painful...and i carried around a bottle of water everywhere to keep my throat from drying out too much, but each sip was still painful...so i started taking the new antibiotic, on top of my old antibiotic...two days later, improvement...finally...the white patches that had overtaken my tonsils and the back of my throat were finally starting to recede...i got a different job to work just until i got my voice back, which actually was cool cause it pays more...today is the first day where i've only had mild throat pain...so mild, i really only feel it when i yawn...the deformed, burned skin on my arm has peeled off and it looks like it will heal just fine

special thanks to my girl, cassie (link), for taking care of me throughout the entirety of my sickness...you're the absolute best

thanks for checking up on me, those of you who read this entry...turns out, i'm not going to die...lol...see ya around

changing myself just to stand alone
in your eyes
pull me in, take me out
make me over...

--lifehouse

brief internal dialogue on the 'good boyfriend'

the inspiration for this entry came about due to two reasons...the first is that i tend to become more sentimental than normal in response to the change of weather towards autumn...and second, me and my girlfriend's relationship has really kicked off recently to a new level, and i often live under a constant fear of the past repeating itself...i wonder if i can manage to accomplish a successful relationship when my relationship history is full of such epic failures...i can be a horrible judge of character; my ex list is proof of that...so, anyways...now that you know the preface to this entry, let's begin

i first began by posing the question to myself, "am i a good boyfriend?"...almost immediately i came back at myself with a "of course i am; i've never cheated, never left one person for another, never treated a girl like crap, etc." feeling pretty head-strong about my track record...but there has to be more to the answer than these few, basic qualifications...i felt like i was saying i was a good boyfriend simply because i liked myself...people with over-inflated egos also think like that (and that's assuming i'm not one of those people, lol)...so i began to attempt a new approach...a relationship is the interaction of two people...outside of the relationship, there is no relationship...so, the answer to the 'good boyfriend' question must have a great deal to do with the other person in the relationship...were you good in their eyes?...did you meet up to their expectations and standards...and satisfy their needs and wants?...do they miss or still respect you after it is over?...under this logic, i guess that would mean i am not

no, no...that cannot be it either...sometimes the other person is irrational, unrealistic, or unstable...sometimes they are unnecessarily demanding, or needy...if you were one of these things, could you honestly hold a significant other at fault for not meeting unrealistic expectations?...i think not...also, sometimes personalities cause a relationship to fall apart...and the blame is not on anyone...i don't think one should have fault given them for something doomed to fail before it began...perhaps i have meandored even further off the mark than i was originally...perhaps there is, indeed, such a thing as what or how a relationship should be...in an objective sense...meaning there is such a thing as what or how a boyfriend should be...but just what does that entail?

going back to the first paragraph (after the intro), i think all of those qualifications apply...a boyfriend should not cheat, should not develop feelings for someone else while in a serious relationship, should not treat their girl like crap...duh...however, my beginning lacks motive...it is not these actions alone that make one a good boyfriend...it is the love and dedication to that person...are you willing to put your heart fully into the relationship, with a determination to make it work? i believe that is what makes someone a good boyfriend...the rest of the qualifications will follow...with that in mind, i really feel like i can say 'yes, i am a good boyfriend'...not because i'm perfect and never do anything stupid, not because i'm great and think i'm some awesome guy, or even because i follow a checklist of qualities or because i think everyone loves me...but because i sincerely aim at success in every relationship i am in, regardless of the actual outcome

this entry may sound like a couple things to you...it may come across as the tired ramblings of someone on too little sleep to be talking about such a topic...it may seem as though i took a good 4 paragraphs only to come to a conclusion that, to everyone else, may seem like the most obvious answer, and just common sense...who knows? i was merely writing what was on my mind...criticism is, of course, encouraged : )

the borderline


keep your soul in mind
when you reach that borderline
there's a line that divides right from wrong

me and cassie have now been together over three months...it's great; i'm excited...and we're still doing really well...tonight we went to karaoke at applebee's together...it's alot of fun...despite the fact that i can't sing to save my life...and it gets even worse when i have to use a microphone...tonight i did 311's cover of 'love song', and she did 'skaterboi' by avril lavigne...haha...she's fantastic...and it's even better cause it's a predominately black location...so, it's nothing like any of their music...but it still wasn't as out-there as when she did '9 to 5' by dolly parton last week...lol...there were dance moves, bee tee dubz

it's ok, though...she makes me smile...she's actually taken a bit of interest in my seemingly-crazy conspiracy theories...who knows if she actually buys it or not? but the fact that she's not treating me like a paranoid freak like some people do is a big deal...we'll watch movies together and point out symbols or themes that we catch...or when we're looking at pictures, or listening to music, and we hear something that catches us off-guard (in an interpretive way), we'll exchange glances...it's great, really

i gotta get me a new work schedule, man...this whole 'weekend in the middle of the week' thing is a trip...it messes up my entire week...mondays seriously feel like fridays...fridays feel like tuesdays...ugh, someone make it stop

there's a line in the sand
have you chosen where you stand?
you can linger but
you can't linger long

i've been listening to alot of derek webb lately...for anyone who doesn't know who that is, you're missing out...he's a christian folk-ish singer...but what really gets me is that he's so real, and so is his message...and he's very political...and very critical of our society and establishment...to the point where his message is not very popular among christians...i mean, even i don't like everything the guy says...but you still have to respect him for being true to himself

i have not, as of yet, commented at all on the election results from the other week...most of that reason is because everyone knows what i'm going to say anyway...and you're all probably tired of hearing it...people always talk about wanting change...taking this country in a better direction...yet every election is the exact same thing...republicans win seats, democrats lose seats...next election: democrats win seats, republicans lose them...it's a pendulum...a pendulum of the same crap...both parties leading the country in the same direction...that direction being more and more government, and less and less freedom...i voted almost straight libertarian...why? not necessarily because i think the libertarians have every answer to all things U.S. government...but because i believe they have the highest probability of creating any form of positive change


you're gonna stumble here and there
you're gonna think that life's not fair
you're gonna feel like the world's
just trying to bring you down

sorry...i didn't mean to get all preachy...i started the entry with the sole intent of updating anyone who reads my entries just how i was doing in life...and the status and progress of my relationship with my girlfriend...life is good...cassie is great...God is better...thanks for reading...i hope that, when faced with important borderlines in your life, that you give it the proper meditation...our lives are worth more than a half-attempt

i've made my decision...where do you stand?


turn around, turn around
turn around, and around again

--new world son

"it is no measure of health to be well-adjusted to a profoundly sick society" --j. krishnamurti

[reposted from cunegonde]

poll exchange

Which person is more Good?

--the person who examines both his good and evil thoughts and chooses good
79% (118 votes)

--the person who does good without thinking an evil thought
21% (31 votes)
Total votes: 149

Gspots

blowjob
without choice, morality is an illusion

Combichristian
ive often wondered this myself... i think i might have to go with the first one

Jessy_O
You can't choose to do good without knowing evil. It's called Free Will. U need 2 options for u to choose one ;) If u don't know evil, How do u know that what you're doing is good or bad?

Crunkfanatic31
weighing all of your options is always smart, sometimes the instant "good answer" can lead to bad things, or turn out not at all how the person meant them to. ♥

atrus
Interesting poll. I like.

mikesmaddie
This is a good poll. :).

mry
I think you almost have to be on par with the angels to do good without thinking an evil thought---to do true spontaneous good without even batting an eyelash or so much as thinking about receiving something in return (saints and Taoist mystics come to mind). However, I also think that one cannot morally or spiritually survive without examining oneself closely and honestly---if you think you're doing good but have never bothered to delve into your ugly side, you've got a lot of work to do.

on Christianity

this entry will be written from the point of view of a christian to other christians...that is just a heads-up to the non-christians who may have stumbled upon this entry...i don't mind if everyone else reads it, obviously, if you're interested in assuming a christian viewpoint for the sake of this entry...just keep what i said in mind

the idea for this entry came about because i guess i have a habit of getting into religious discussions with people often...and i'm not talking about discussions with atheists because i'm christian...i'm talking about with other christians...for the most part, i try to keep my mouth shut when it comes to religious differences...people are allowed to believe whatever they want...but, i sometimes can't stop myself from inserting some comment that questions whatever they just said

my problem with modern-day christianity is that it is so incredibly unphilosophic...christians no longer think for themselves...instead, they base everything they believe off of what someone else has told them is true...and often times, the beliefs are absurd and don't make sense...my aim in this entry is to attempt to, in a way, "fix christianity"...because, i believe, it has gotten very distorted due to unchecked group-think...i don't intend for this entry to be absolutely perfect; my aim is to inspire christians, and anyone really, to think for themselves

first thing...i have noticed that many christians tend to turn their noses up at the mere mention of philosophy...because they see it as a threat to their religious beliefs...to those people, i need to say that philosophy is only a investigation of truth and existence...meaning, that if something is true (even religion), it should be able to stand the investigation of that truth...hiding what you believe from scrutiny only displays your own insecurity with your beliefs...any religion that conflicts with philosophy is not religion at all...furthermore, i need to clarify that religion and science should not be at odds...ever...christians, stop being scared of scientific discovery...scientists, stop acting like what you've discovered proves God doesn't exist...religion and science cover two completely different realms that have nothing to do with each other...science focuses on the physical...religion focuses on the spiritual and how we should live...science is not threatening in any way; it is merely a method of better understanding the world that God has made

and going even further than the last paragraph...the entire 'creationism v. evolution' debate is not only useless, but completely absurd...christians ought to be ashamed of themselves for going along with this debate...the bible says that God created the world in seven days...(anyone who thinks that was actually seven days in a modern-day week does not know how to think for him or herself)...but it doesn't say just how He went about doing that...creationism only states that God created the world...evolution states that man slowly evolved over many years from one thing into what we are today...christians need to stop pretending like they know what method God used to create the world and agree that He may have used evolution to reach this end...and any proof of evolution is just that: proof of evolution...it has no impact on proving God does or doesn't exist

there are many stories in the bible which are purely metaphors...the creation story of genesis is a metaphor...everything about the book of revelation is a metaphor...the bible's description of heaven is probably a metaphor...even the bible's description of hell is probably a metaphor...we christians should stop pretending like we have all the answers and admit that there are alternate possibilities...just thinking on this subject for about :45 will reveal these things

it is impossible that the bible is 100% flawless...perhaps the original texts were inspired by God, but they were still written by man...and even in its translation by william tyndall, it passed through king james...who arranged his own "authorised version"...if something in the bible goes against what we, deep-down, logically know to be true, it should be secondary to that logic...going further, the whole christian "rapture" translation does not make any sense...i'll explain more in the next paragraph

the traditional concept of miracles is impossible...God created a very intricate, organized, and beautiful universe...and within this universe are rules...laws of nature...these laws of nature cannot be defied...because doing so would have many undesirable side effects...miracles are events where the laws of nature are defied...i'm not saying that God is powerless to do anything miraculous...just that doing so would destroy the natural order of the universe...this is why the rapture translation does not make sense...it does not make sense that people all over the world would just disappear into thin air with no trace...this would defy order, and the laws of nature

God has nothing to do with the events in your everyday life...He does not cause your car to breakdown...or keep it from breaking down...He does not provide you with a job...He does not provide you with your money...(honestly, as an aside, i think if God entered our world again, He would find our entire system of life and society absolutely disgusting...so why would He?)...God does not heal your sickness, or cause you to acquire one...good things happen, and bad things happen...if you get sick, it's not because God hates you...if you get well, it's not because God favors you...it's because the elements and rules that existed before you did played out in your favor...prayer does not affect outcomes...God has His perfect will and does not mold that to our liking

the book of revelation should be more highly scrutinized...it seems to me like it is more likely that it was added as a goal by someone with world domination in mind...not as a prophecy...i know, by many first-hand examples, how these "prophecies" inspire christians to sit back and do nothing because they believe it will happen regardless

anyone who doesn't know what this symbol means, should not be using it

christians, don't be ignorant toward religion...i'm not perfect; none of us are...i don't have all the anwers; none of us do...and occasionally, we find that our own beliefs are wrong...but we should always be striving to uphold the truth

feedback is encouraged

could you stand here with me now?


all those memories we share
i will cherish every one of them

it's so weird having two days off in a row like this...it's like a weekend in the middle of the week...so i have two days off, but no one else does...so i end up doing alot of cleaning on my room, and taking care of random things that i've put off...and now i'm back here to tell everyone about my life...i mean, i've updated over the past couple weeks, but not anything really that meaningful...so, let's see...where to start...

ok, so two weeks ago tomorrow was my birthday...i didn't exactly tell anyone on melo cause, honestly, it doesn't matter...and i don't see the need in getting a bunch of random birthday wishes from people i don't know...lol...the actual day itself wasn't that hot...but then again, when is it ever? ...however, the overall experience of turning 24 was made fantastic thanks to my amazing girlfriend, cassie...i'm not going to list or blurt out all of presents she got me, but let's just say that one of them is sitting on my desk to the left of my computer right now...(it's a picture of us in a frame : ) )...the rest of the gifts were equally as great, but i'm not going to include them in this entry


cause the truth of it is
there's a right way to live
and you showed me

it is a little odd to me sometimes...just how i was lucky enough to get to be with cassie...i mean, she's great...gorgeous, fun, hilarious...i mean, when i look around at all the other guys that she could be with...it doesn't make sense to me...lol...ok, imagine if every guy was measured in drinks...i feel like i would be water...yeah, it's cool...sure, it might be a good idea...but there's nothing really special about it...it's just kinda there and boring

oh, i forgot to mention...one thing she did get me is the 10th anniversary concert of les miserables on dvd!! yeah...ok, maybe that sentence didn't exactly embody my excitement...but i promise, i'm ecstatic...and it's great...i've already watched it twice

still cleaning through the old stuff in my room, unfortunately...i keep finding schoolwork from, like, middle school where i thought i was hilarious...so it's making me laugh, not cause it's funny, but cause i thought i was so funny...and i found some old marching band music that i wasn't necessarily looking for, but am still glad i found...and i'll go ahead and stop this paragraph here, cause if anyone actually reads these entries, they're probably sick of me talking about this

my sister's very last marching band competition was this past saturday...so me and cassie, my family, and my aunt went to see it...their school is doing really well this year...even though they didn't actually place in the competition (drumline did, though! and got 1st! w00t)...the high school from the county i went to college had, from what i saw, the best show...they were epic...fun, powerful, talented...just absolutely epic...i wish there were a way i could see that show again

i hope i can give love unselfishly
i've learned the world is bigger than me
you're my daily dose of reality

--creed

thanks guys...i always appreciate anyone who stops by my melo and tolerates my poor writing style to see what's up with me and my life...or even if you don't read anything, i appreciate y'all for, at least, stopping by...hope to see everyone around

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just how was it that you got here?


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ainecara's picture
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Happy meloversary. :).

wakethedead's picture
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missed ya man. ;)

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tour

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Thanks for stopping by.

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Wow. These look extremely interesting! Especially the narcissism one. I can see so many of my friends and family being impacted like this just in the brief description you gave. Will definitely have to check these out! Thanks for the info. :)

brokenupperhand's picture
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clearly...i hate popcorn...and those look awesome...lol

inelegant_x's picture
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You are totally missing out!

inelegant_x's picture
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I just have a knack for remembering people and places and things like that.

I am a formidible force during movie trivia games.

inelegant_x's picture
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No I've never seen the play. I knew it was a musical and I like other musicals so it wasn't that. I was excited for Anne Hathaway and she was only in it for like 20 minutes then dead. It was 70% Hugh jackman singing and 20% that gladiator guy and I wasn't find of either of their voices. The whole slave thing got boring then it was better with Anne at first but even as she was prostituting it got boring. Her death was boring. I enjoyed borat and Helena's song the. I got bored again. I'm a big movie person but that was just a yawn fest.

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ainecara's picture
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How are you doing?

And how are things going?

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Hey hey.

avalokitesvara's picture
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Hey hey.

brokenupperhand's picture
Re: my favorite dialogue from Arrested Development

has anyone in this family ever even *seen* a chicken?

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lololol

nothing beats the chicken bit tho.

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Just stopping by, random tour...

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Just stopping by, random tour...

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ainecara's picture
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Happy meloversary. :).

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I like this entry. Really.

You write extremely well. Very in touch with your emotions. Great quality to possess.

Maura_LaFae's picture
Re: this past weekend

There's something really refreshing when reading a young male's feelings on being in love. I have only experienced it once and yearn to feel it again---but, with the right person.

Right on for this entry.

ainecara's picture
Re: come with me, where chains will never bind you

I'm happy that you so enjoyed the show.

And the two of you look wonderful. :).

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BUT IT'S SOOOOOO GOOD!

Audiobooks! Do eet!

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Re: The Hunger Games: on hating the player and not the game

To clear it up for ya;
They participate because they have to. They know how evil the capital is and how manipulative President Snow is. There will be terrible consequences if they don't participate, probably involving their families or friends. Also you have the careers, the tributes that "win" every year. In their districts (1, 2, and 3 I believe) it's considered an honor to fight in the games, and a select few are chosen to train for the games, giving them an advantage when they volunteer and enter the games.

Also, you're totally jumping the gun. I see exactly where you're coming from because I felt the same way after I read the first book.
But have no fear, things get better.

My advice to you is to either read the books, or wait for the next two movies to come out. You'll feel much better when you know the rest of the story. :)

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y u stalk me bro?!

you wanna throw down?

inelegant_x's picture
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yes! one of the worst things about text fighting is staring at the phone willing them to answer. ugh!

over now though. phew! :]

inelegant_x's picture
Re: about me, pt. v

are you and your lady ok?

shad3s0fgr4y's picture
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aww you're leaving? :(

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glad you agree : ) def one of my favorite music videos

fyreflyes's picture
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omg you are ssoooo right the Walking off the earth one is frikkin amazing

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Re: The Hunger Games: on hating the player and not the game

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0266308/

ps: im still confused if the romantic stuff going on in the movie were real or staged?

the_mad_katter's picture
Re: book club entry

oh cool, we talked about that in my philosophy of science class last fall :)

ainecara's picture
Re: everybody take a breath

Thank you for both writing this and sharing it.

For once, I finally feel that someone has made sense of what it is really all about.

So again, thank you.

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Re: everybody take a breath

all that you wrote here, is why I haven't re-registered to vote. its sad but true. all the career politicians are acting like 3rd graders arguing over what rules to set for the game and getting nowhere.

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hello just passing through, Random Tour

gemmastar's picture
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What the hell is wrong you too? look up the word ungrateful, it describes you. This all started with YOUR ignorant comment last year not mine, open your eyes Andrew for christs sake.