New Beginning-esque

Well this last semester and the grades I received made me realize that I'm not really doing anything significant. I've been just teetering along, wasting my money on stupid things, and just not really being responsible at all. This is not really supposed to sound like a self-pep talk blog style, but oh well. In the most poetic essence I can conjure, I need to make the best of the beautiful situation I'm in right now and get my head out of my ass. Next semester will be better. I'm finally getting a grip on who I am as a person, and what I can become, and I'm pretty stoked. I'm taking advantage of the this glowing opportunity to stop making stupid decisions and start making smart ones. Bon Courage.

Third Eye Blind

So we almost got lost on the way down to San Diego, but we managed to find the university in one piece and hurried over to the gym being as we were a little late.
Tina and I arrived at the gymnasium and the University of San Diego to learn that the stage Third Eye Blind will be playing on is small. Like high school talent show small.
The opening band was like a huskier version of Fall Out Boy, and was not very good at all. Tina and I wanted to get closer to the front, so we pushed out way into the already smothering crowd of hundreds, all trying to get as close to the front as possible. You could smell beer, hard alcohol, cigarettes and pot on everyone on the floor level. As soon as the lights went out and 3EB came out to play, countless joints, blunts, and bowls lit up throughout the crowd. The floor level was totally flooded with oneness, body heat, and pot smoke, which is really nothing to complain about. Third Eye Blind was everything I had hoped they'd be. I had built up this extremely awesome expectation that they met in every fashion. I feel so accomplished that I've actually seen my favorite band in concert. Stephan is amazing. Tony plays the shit out of the guitar; and Brad is a much better drummer than I originally thought. I visited my good friend Brooks and met his roommates who all seem like really good guys. The most entertaining portion of the trip was having to get off the freeway countless times for bathroom breaks and continuously getting more and more lost as we tried to find our way home. The more lost we became, the funnier it was. I'm so grateful she did this for me. I'm so glad I got to see Third Eye Blind. They are even more so my favorite band, and they earned it.

Last Week of Fall Semester 2008

So this semester has been an interesting one.
I've been doing well in my classes, but for the most part,
school has seemed more of a chore than anything else.
I would much rather be working on a car than writing papers
and this has manifested itself in many half-ass written papers,
but thanks to my training as an IB student in the class of B.S.
I have received good marks on all my papers and exams.
Now all I have to do is punch through this last week so
I can go to San Diego and see Third Eye Blind in concert haha
Thanks Tina.

IB

I had forgotten how much I love my friends from high school. Talk about an eclectic bunch. They all come from different backgrounds, yet they are all extremely intelligent. They all have an extremely unique sense of humor that everybody else finds hilarious. I love them all; especially Lauren. She's one of those people who I'm never going to be able to get rid of, and that's fine by me.

Completely off-topic: My poetry has been slacking pretty hard-core recently. I'm going to try and finish the mountain of unfinished work so I have something to show for the incredible amount of time I spend not doing homework when I should be. Great night. Cheers.

Blinded

When I was in a melancholy stupor, I began digging through old love notes and stuff, etc. I happened to run into the lyrics of this Third Eye Blind song printed on a tattered piece of computer paper. The afternoon I got them flew back into my head, it was kind of ridiculous, but I just wanted to share the song with you because it's a fantastic song, regardless of the ties it has to my romantic past. Third Eye Blind is and probably always will be my favorite band, love them to death. So here's that song, in an acoustic version the band did for AOL. Enjoy.

Interesting Evening

So after sulking in the past for an hour or so, I called my friend and she cheered me up significantly. No sooner than after sitting down at my computer after hanging up with her, the object of my previous lamentations pops up on my IM window on facebook. Should I respond?....Oh who the hell am I kidding, I replied right away. The following conversation between myself and the person who I firmly believed wanted nothing to do with me was interesting. It consisted mainly of us talking about the past and how things ended up working out. She's still under my skin; it's ridiculous.
Maybe a friendship will bloom out of the solid concrete.

Maybe she'll get crabs and stay home.

So like it has been for the last year and I think the year before that, there shall be a gathering of all the old IB and some AP kids from high school, in order to celebrate Thanksgiving. Last year was great, I definitely enjoyed myself. This year may be slightly more stressful. My ex-girlfriend/muse (on those nostalgic days) is planning on attending...which means me thinking more about her than enjoying myself. I don't know what it is about her, but her presence in the room alone can be intoxicating.
I attempted to coax the thrower of the party (my old amazing friend for life, Lauren) to un-invite Danielle, but that's a rather ridiculous idea.
So I'm just going to have to go in there with a straight head. I haven't spoken to her since the last time on the phone when I explicitly told her I was done chasing her if she wasn't going to display any sort of reciprocation. She never contacted me ever again, surprisingly, well, not really. Wish me luck.