http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:spiker17&section=today deviantART RSS for by:spiker17 en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Fri, 18 Dec 2009 23:03:16 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/27056748/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/27056748/ Sun, 06 Sep 2009 15:07:03 PDT It's nice to have an easy senior schedule. Despite the fact that it's easy, though, I seldom have time to get online between band, work, and my friends.

Even if I did, my writing has all but evaporated. I'm trying to get back into it, but it's hard. That said, as soon as something decent comes out, I'll post.

Thanks to those of you sticking around!

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/25859059/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/25859059/ Sun, 12 Jul 2009 00:48:12 PDT Busy busy busy.

I've been working 20 hours a week, and I hate it. It's not the hours in and of themselves, it's the fact that it's McDonald's. Constantly busy. If the customers aren't being retarded, the other employees are.

All creative projects have taken an unfortunate backseat. Other than the occasional, random outpour.

See you around.

OK! No more writing journals when I'm cranky.

I managed to write a couple somethings! One is now posted (though it aren't very good). And I've been practicing with Adobe Illustrator. I'm getting better, slowly...and even though it's slow going, I love it. I love learning to use all the tools, despite how frustrating it can get.

On an entirely different note, I have a recent obsession with folky, acoustic music. It's almost all I listen to, with the exception of Rob Thomas' new album Cradlesong. The latter comes very, very highly recommended, by the way.

And my favorite song from Cradlesong is, ironically, the title track. Lyrics:

Everybody's got a different story,
everybody wanna give theirselves away,
but I'm still afraid.

We can stay out of their field of vision
if we can keep ourselves a half a world away.
Oh honey, we'll be OK.

The world can be so cruel,
but I will sing for you
this cradle song
all night long.

Everybody's got their own opinion,
everybody's got a place where they belong,
like a favorite song.

And I don't want to be a faded memory;
I don't want to be the ghost that you can't shake.
I want to be the real thing.

The world can be so cruel,
but I will sing for you
this cradle song
all night long.

Yeah, all night long.
Yeah, all night long.

No one said we were victims, honey.
No one said we had to keep the things we get.
There ain't no regrets.

And all our friends, they moved to Hollywood,
but we ain't that desperate yet.
Oh, no, ain't nothing like the real thing.

The world can be so cruel,
let me sing to you
this cradle song
all night long.

The world can be so cruel,
but I will sing for you
this cradle song
all night long.

This cradle song.
This cradle song.

Yeah, all night long.

Sing it all night long,
yeah, all night long.
Sing it all night long
yeah, yeah, all night long.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/25449473/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/25449473/ Sun, 21 Jun 2009 08:54:37 PDT "You got a fast car,
but is it fast enough so you can fly away?
You gotta make a decision:
you leave tonight or live and die this way."
-Tracy Chapman

Tracy Chapman is an amazing artist. Her lyrics are so impossibly simple and just as impossibly beautiful. Her voice is so soulful that while listening, I am in an entirely different time and space. She is my new obsession.

She comes highy recommended, regardless of what genre you prefer.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/25304002/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/25304002/ Sun, 14 Jun 2009 07:05:20 PDT "Now I'm speechless; over the edge, I'm just breathless. I never thought I'd catch this love bug again."

Oh, snap. Yes she did just quote the Jonas Brothers.

Haha. It's so amazing to be writing again. I've written about eight new pieces in the past week. Most need further editing but they'll be up when they're ready. I also intend, after editing the new stuff, to try and slip back into writing Phrenocracy. I haven't worked on that in...oh, in ages.

I feel very much as if I've recently come back into my own skin after a long stint floating in the ether. I feel alive and happy. I could dance jigs all day if I thought it would expend some of my new found energy.

Anyway! If you're a reader, look for more in my gallery soon. If you're a friend, thank you for being so. If you're not one of the aforementioned...I hope you are as happy as I am!

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/25163682/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/25163682/ Sat, 06 Jun 2009 14:57:04 PDT Another year of high school down.

I've come to a lot of conclusions recently. About myself, about my relationships, about things in general...some good, others not so much.

I think there's a point in everyone's life when they finally accept things as they are without much argument or objection. I think that I'm at this stage, finally. A brief text conversation I had last night actually helped when I expected it to hurt. But I'm very glad. I didn't like where I was before that conversation, and now I'm ready to move on.

In ther news, I feel like writing again. It's been a long time since I've actually wanted to write. I just posted my newest piece...I hope what readers I have enjoy.

Until next time--
Caiti

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/24411491/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/24411491/ Fri, 24 Apr 2009 13:52:55 PDT It finally feels like pring is truly here!

My mood has been exponentially uplifted. The cause is simple: warm weather, great friends, and a new someone who is becoming very dear to me.

Life is looking amazing from this vantage poin, friends.

Keep checking back for more poetry.

-Caiti

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/24181806/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/24181806/ Sat, 11 Apr 2009 12:03:29 PDT I am almost finished with my junior year. It's insane how fast it's going. I am beyond ready to be finished with high school. But at the same time, there are a lot of things I could take with me.

Speaking of wishes--I've been making a lot lately. Nothing granted yet, but I haven't given up.

More poetry on the way. Don't know why, but I've had a recent influx of inspiration.

-Caiti

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/24092955/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/24092955/ Mon, 06 Apr 2009 12:21:47 PDT Some days, I think I should be a Buddhist.

The meditation is would be inordinately welcomed, yet I'm so stinking busy that I have no time.

Between school, work, extra stuff, and trying to meet some goals I've set, I feel all over the place.

But at the same time, I feel that I am in no place. It's weird. And a bit transcendental in thought, so I reiterate--

--some days, I think I should be a Buddhist.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/23732130/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/23732130/ Mon, 16 Mar 2009 15:42:02 PDT Olé.

I am officially back from whatever strange sort of slump I was in. I haven't the tiniest inkiling ofwhat changed, except maybe I got bored being mopey all the time. Anyway, I'm doing some new things to take my mind off of exactly the things that make me mopey.

1. I've decided to start a collection. I've always wanted a collection, but nothing seemed uncollected enough. But as I was browsing throught the loveliness that is Etsy.com, I decided that I'm going to start collecting glass bottles. If you've got any lying around that you think would ook good in a collection and you aren't particularly partial to them, I'd love a donation! Ask for my address---what better way to start your spring cleaning?

2. I'm delving completely into all of my cherished art forms. I'll get back to painting watercolors, writing poetry, finishing up some prose, taking photos, and maybe sketching. I'm also getting back into acting! And although it's a little late in my high school career for such shenanigans, I don't particularly care. This year's spring play is freakin' amazing (Ain't She Sweet) and I can't wait.

3. I've decided to start taking walks. There's so much to see in this town, as small as it is, and everchanging perspectives from which to see. Anyone wanting to join me is welcome, whether in spirit or in reality! I would relish the company and the conversation.

It feels good to feel good. I encourage everyone to try every day to make someone else feel good.

Enjoy the beauty around you!

x
Caiti

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/23474693/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/23474693/ Sun, 01 Mar 2009 16:47:44 PST It's been a while.

Not much inspired poetically. I have a few things I'm working on that are prose, but nothing I'm ready to shine light on just yet.

I'm in a sort of weird mind set currently. I feel like all my time is being sucked away from me. My extracurriculars are over for the time being, I hardly get any hours at work. The hours I do get at work have a strange habit of conflicting with the exact dates that I do have the random extracurricular, so I'm always letting someone down---the people at work or the people in my extras.

I have scads of free time, but I don't do anything with it. I don't know what I can do with it. Sometimes I do homework. But most of the time I just sit around, thinking about how much time I'm losing.

It feels weird that in three months, I'll only have one year of high school left. I feel like I haven't learned anything; like I have just shown up for three years to make the adults happy.

It's also weird to almost be an adult. In terms of age at least; I've acted like an 'adult' since I was twelve. I have big plans for my 18th but still...it's bizarre to nearly be there.

I'd really like to quit my job. It's just McDonald's. The only reason I got the job was to help pay for a car, but neither of my parents seems to want to aid the process. By that I mean, neither of them wants to take me to a car dealer to look at cars, or work out a payment system, or anything. I've had the job six months. I'll save nearly $500 and ask about going to make a down payment and it never happens. So, I spend the money on other things. Lather, rinse, repeat the process for the next month.

The reasons to keep the job are a scant few in comparison to the reasons to quit.

Reasons to keep the job:
-Money. Even though my paychecks are becoming increasingly pitiful.
-To prove to my parents I'm responsible. Although, this reason barely qualifies, seeing as how I do a ton of other things that are indicative of my responsibility.

Reasons to quit:
-More time for extracurriculars. I really want to audition for the spring play, but I'd have to accomodate my work schedule, when I'm already lucky to have 16 hours per paycheck.
-I hate everyone that works there. With the exception of Emma and Joey, everyone there could fall off the face of the earth and I would be totally unaffected.
-Less stress. There are days I come home from work and all I want to do is hit things. This is due in large part to the previously listed reason, but also a myriad of other things that happen at work. Like whiny customers and monotony.
-I could pull up my Chem grade. I have a C+ in AP Chem, and I don't get C's. I don't even get B's. I get A's, and that's it. Clearly this is a result of working at McHell-Hole.

(The lists are mostly for my benefit. Sorry if I bored anyone.)

So...yeah.

I feel like my time is slipping through my fingers and like I've lost the passion or will to do anything about it.

However! I don't need any help. I'll be OK in a few days.

That said, don't comment on this journal. It was really meant to be therapeutic for me, and any comments to the effect of 'I'm here for you', no matter how sweet and genuine, would probably just irk me.

I love you.

x
Caiti

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/23214247/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/23214247/ Sun, 15 Feb 2009 11:07:10 PST I finally cleaned out my gallery, like I said I would. It left me with 50-odd deviations when I had more than 100. It's not as weird as I thought it would be to have my gallery so bare.

Anyway, replacements are coming. Enjoy them when they arrive.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/22648497/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/22648497/ Sun, 18 Jan 2009 08:42:14 PST Gallery clean out time!

After I post this journal, I'm going to go through my gallery and my storage and delete anything that is two years old or older. I'm not the same person I was then, and those pieces just don't belong there anymore.

Really, the clean out will only affect Colton, maybe Mikey, and a friend called Muted-Illusion.

So, to you three, sorry if there's anything you're going to miss. <3

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/22371878/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/22371878/ Sat, 03 Jan 2009 10:56:10 PST Happy 2009.

I've started off the year with some new poems, have a look if you're a reader.

I'm becoming less and less busy these days, which leaves me alone with my thoughts. So, I'm trying to find ways to occupy my mind with other things.

I hope everyone's New Year is off to a great start. <3

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/22286872/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/22286872/ Tue, 30 Dec 2008 19:07:16 PST But it's not here.

As much as I love this year at school, and as much as I adore my friends, and as scared as I am of failing miserably at creating a future, I can't wait to get the hell out of here.

I just want to leave for university now. To be with completely new people; people who are not my mom.

On the other hand, she is at least good for inspiring some writing.

I hope everyone had a great holiday; I know that, for the most part, I definitely did. (:

Caiti out.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/21749580/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/21749580/ Sun, 30 Nov 2008 13:43:02 PST I'm less busy these days but still without the time to add to my gallery and visit dAmn like I used to.

However, I still check my messages here daily and, as always, I'm available on MSN/Yahoo/Facebook just as frequently.

Warm wishes and happy holidays to everyone!

Caiti

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/21542447/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/21542447/ Mon, 17 Nov 2008 20:59:37 PST I want everyone to know that I haven't been as absent as it seems! I generally pop on here once a day to check my devWATCH box and comments and things--but sadly I have no work to put up as of yet.

But my inspiration is always nearby when I need him. I'd be lost without him, and I think he knows it.

At any rate! Don't miss me too much, guys. I love you all. (:

--Caiti

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/21200895/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/21200895/ Tue, 28 Oct 2008 11:59:45 PDT It would be incorrect to say my life is geting less busy, so instead I'll say that I'm adapting to the busy-ness and that creates more room for free time.

Then again, I'll be spending most of that free time finishing up the four books I'm currently halfway through, and maybe (with a little poking and prodding from a dear friend) get back into my writing.

I hope everyone is doing okay. (:

Happy (almost) Halloween!

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/21043160/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/21043160/ Sat, 18 Oct 2008 07:25:46 PDT Still busy with everything. I miss you guys, and I'm sorry if you miss me. My contact info is all on my dA page, feel free to add me on MSN or Yahoo or AIM (though I'm not much for the latter) and then you're guaranteed to catch me more often.

Eternal happiness--

Caiti.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/20782372/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/20782372/ Wed, 01 Oct 2008 18:22:37 PDT It's been a while, no? Life is really good right now, albeit extremely busy. Not a lot of time for my art, let alone dA. If anyone misses me, sorry about that. <3

Copy/pasted from ~heartless7

Pick one band and answer the questions using only song titles of that band.

I choose The Spill Canvas

01. Are you male or female?
Natalie Marie and 1CC.

02. Describe yourself.
Polygraph, Right Now.

03. What do people feel when they're around you?
Ladies And Gentlemen

04. How would you describe your previous relationship?
Lust A Prima Vista.

05. Describe your current relationship.
Lullaby.

06. Where would you want to be now?
Under The Covers.

07. How do you feel about love?
This Is For Keeps.

08. What's your life like?
Sunsets and Car Crashes.

09. What would you ask for if you had only one wish?
Catch The Wind.

10. Say something wise.
Self-Conclusion.

11. What do you want to do/be in the future?
Gold Dust Woman.

12. Describe your home life.
Break A Leg.

13. What would your last words be?
Appreciation and the Bomb.

14. Describe your car.
To Live Without It.

15. Describe your style.
All Hail The Heartbreaker.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/20348805/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/20348805/ Fri, 05 Sep 2008 22:18:43 PDT New journal time, woo!

Alright. Nothing new, really, except on the romantic front. There is a someone. For further details please see label on reverse side.

Hooray!

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/20243466/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/20243466/ Sat, 30 Aug 2008 21:27:17 PDT Quick update, because I can.

I fell from the top of my happy tree, but not quite all the way out. I manad to catch myself somewhere in the middle. Hopefully, I'll start climbing back up soon. ^^

And check out 's page. He is an amazing writer, even if he won't admit it. I'm sure you'll love his stuff. If not, you are a bad person and have a terrible eye for what is good. So there.

I love you, kiddos. Ciao. <3

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/20105538/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/20105538/ Fri, 22 Aug 2008 23:36:25 PDT And so ends the first week of the '08-'09 school year at BHS.

I frickin' love my classes. Señora Denk is a hoot, Mrs. Standley is tolerable...my World Religions class is my favorite so far. And of course chemistry is awesome with Mrs. Mount.

Best start to a school year I can ever remember. ^^

And in semi-school related news, tonight was our band's first performance! Home football game against Wapakoneta, and we (I think) won! Hooray football team.

And of course afterward was the band party which was /awesome/. Lots of fun was had, and lots of grass got stuck in my tip jar.

Anywho. Thought I'd update everyone as to my current amazing state of existence. Woo!

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19974665/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19974665/ Fri, 15 Aug 2008 17:21:05 PDT So.

Things are a bit screwy currently. But I have every confidence things will work out. Have a little faith, that's all. Keeping my faith has been exceptionally easy, all thanks to someone truly amazing.

IN OTHER NEWS!

I deleted Faithsong from my gallery as anyone who reads will have noticed, but simply because it was going nowhere and also because I came across a book in the library with a similar set up and was very dismayed.

That said-- I am presently working on a new piece of prose that so far is writing itself very well with a bit of aid from my hot pink ink. And I will continue to update Machinations of Love until it's finished/I'm satisfied with leaving it alone. So, fear not for the prose part of my gallery, steadfast readers!

Hehehe. Like there are any.

To anyone out ther reading-- muchmuch love.

That's all for now, folks. Keep the faith. <3

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19860340/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19860340/ Sat, 09 Aug 2008 10:25:27 PDT Anyone who happened upon me in the past few days would have found me with the most absurd perma-smile plastered on my face. But I have such a good reason. :3

Personal elation aside, soon I'll have a sizeable chunk of new material in my gallery. The project for my extended family, the third installment to Machinations of Love, and a few new poems inspired by the aforementioned perma-smile and the one who put it there.

Aaaand for the sake of that particular reader, I apologize. Subtlety? Like an avalanche.

Sorry. <3

Peace and loooove, babies.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19831504/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19831504/ Thu, 07 Aug 2008 16:58:53 PDT So.

Everything's amazing right now. I've worked out my schedule at school since I decided not to go to Hi Point, I've almost got a job, I've got my driver's license and insurance, and I am constantly surrounded by amazing people.

I was talking to =Step-Into-Liquid-516 on MSN, and was explaining to him an idea I'd had a while ago and the reason behind it. I was inspired to do something for the constants in #dAZineHQ, the room I've come to love and the people I've come to call family.

For the past couple years, I had a little group of friends that were the most fun people to be around I'd ever met. But as fun as they were, the constantly made me wonder if they really liked me or if they were just keeping me around for their private amusement like I'd seen them do to other people. And even though this was just a little nag in the back of my mind, I started being a lot more negative as a person.

Around...May of this year, I started going into #dAZineHQm, and I instantly made friends with the people in there. In just days, they liked me for exactly who I was.(:

Anyway, I'll spare you the epiphany and all the mush, because frankly, I don't feel like typing it all out and you don't care.

But I will list all of these great people here and give them a big 'I love you!' before I end the journal. ^__^

=GoaliGrlTilDeath, `Nestalgica, =ChiliSan, =Step-Into-Liquid-516, *kaotickell and =BiKaZe.

You're all the epitome of amazing. ^__^

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19712389/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19712389/ Fri, 01 Aug 2008 05:06:15 PDT Alright.

Nothing new to report. Externally, I am the epitome of calm; internally, I am a frenzy of everything.

I've decided to try some new things with my poetry; I like this new direction. Honest opinions welcome.

I can feel you _{ALL AROUND ME.}

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19702010/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19702010/ Thu, 31 Jul 2008 14:45:50 PDT So, real quick, I have to say that I am in love with this website my darling little sister got me into, called Pandora. [link]

It lets you create 'radio' stations based on certain artists you like a lot. Like, my favorite station is Vanessa Carlton. It starts off playing her music, and then it starts playing other songs by different artists, but all the songs have similar qualities. From Vanessa Carlton, I got Tori Amos, Vienna Teng, Maria Digby, Missy Higgins, and Michelle Branch. It's a great way to find new music, I think. I love it. (:

Pressing on! I applied for a job at McDonald's a couple weeks ago, and today I had an interview. I pretty much got the job, I just have to turn in my work permit. Since, you know, I'm a minor and all. But the pay is good, $7.25/hr. That's 25 cents over minimum wage.

Aaand I take my driver's test yet again on Saturday. I'll definitely get it this time, though. Nasty orange cones be damned!

For the grand finale, I'm no longer planning on going to Ohio Hi-Point in the fall for Cosmetology. For several reasons, the most important being that I've just completely lost my interest in being a cosmetologist. All I have to do now is set up a schedule at BHS and I'm good to go. (:

I plan on taking AP English, AP Government, AP Chemistry, Spanish 2 and 3, Chinese 1, and some kind of art class if one is open. I'm banking on the Color & Design class having some space. Hooray for being a junior!

I seriously can't wait for fall, and this is the first time in about 4 years that I'm excited for school to start. Woo!

The end.

Sorta Fairytale, by Tori Amos

On my way up north,
up on the Ventura,
I pulled back the hood
and I was talking to you
and I knew then it would be
a life long thing
but I didn't know that we,
we could break a silver lining.

And I'm so sad.
like a good book
I can't put this
day back;
a sorta fairytale with you.
A sorta fairytale with you.

Things you said that day,
up on the 101,
the girl had come undone.
I tried to downplay it
with a bet about us-
You said that
you'd take it
as long as I could;
I could not erase it.

And I'm so sad,
like a good book
I can't put this
day back;
a sorta fairytale with you.
A sorta fairytale with you.

And I ride along side,
and I rode along side you then.
And I rode along side,
till you lost me there in the open road.
And I rode along side,
till the honey spread itself so thin
for me to break your bread,
for me to take your word,
I had to steal it.

Way up north, I took my day-
all in all was a pretty nice day
and I put the hood
right back where
you could taste heaven perfectly.
Feel out the summer breeze,
didn't know when we'd be back.
And I, I don't-
didn't think
we'd end up like,
like this.

And I'm so sad,
like a good book
I can't put this
day back;
a sorta fairytale with you.
A sorta fairytale with you.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19612441/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19612441/ Sat, 26 Jul 2008 19:28:14 PDT I am officially back from BHS Marching Band Band Camp 2008. And bitches, it was the best damn time of my summer. In =GoaliGrlTilDeath fashion, here is a band camp tell-all.

-As tradition mandates, ate ice cream with no hands.

-Created a pool of ice cream and assorted toppings in my bra.

-Discovered that tank tops are not at all a smart fashion choice for no-hands ice cream.

-Got sunburnt in places I didn't think could see the light of day.

-Avoided mosquitoes hell-bent on eating everyone alive.

-Had Mr. Antram make up a song about me.

-Walked into a giant ass purple column.

-Was awarded for walking into a giant ass purple column.

-Nicknamed two sweetheart freshman in the flute section. (Carly Showalter = Sweet Cheeks and Haley Cooper = Buttercup)

-Discovered that Sweet Cheeks is what Connor Kress would name a gay bar if he ran one.

-Discovered that Sweet Cheeks is not the best nickname to give someone, but didn't change it.

-Almost died of laughter.

-Realized I have the greatest friends in the world.

-Had a midnight sing along with Hannah Snapp and Jessica LeVan in the shower.

-Watched Jessica laugh so hard she showered a freshman with her spit/water.

-Abused my clarinet and sort-of fixed it with a pencil.

-Broke four reeds in a day and a half.

-Stole several field markers from the girls in my section.

-Realized that I am partially evil for stealing people's field markers.

-Sang "Hanky Panky" about 80 times with Chelsea Harshfield.

-Barely passed a dress code inspection before the dance.

-Got grinded upon by a 250 lb. girl who smelled like wet dog. Seriously.

-Almost won a game of musical chairs.

-Almost won a dance competition by round of applause.

-Felt like mutilating several annoying freshman/sophomores.

-Had the visual image of Mr. Karg's nuts burned into my brain.

-Learned that a flaccid penis is very, very flexible.

-Learned what "The Brain" and "Mangina" are.

-Passed off the first song in the show, Don't Fence Me In.

-Got annihilated by two clueless saxophones.

-Had to move a bazillion pound fence 10 yards from it's starting positon, several bazillion times.

-Played with Anthony's stomach hair after a smiley face had been etched into it via Nair.

-Had probably the most amazing time of my life.

I will elaborate upon any of these topics if anyone wants to know more.

And as if this journal isn't long enough, *kaotickell decided to tag me while I was away. So here's that. Plus, that's only the stuff I can think of off the top of my head; there's way more to tell about. ^_^

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Rules of the game:
- Choose a singer/band/group
- Answer using ONLY titles of songs by that singer/band/group
- Tag 6 more people (let them know they've been tagged)


I choose Jason Mraz.

1. Are you male or female?
Please Don't Tell Her.

2. Describe yourself.
Only Human.

3. What do people feel when they're around you?
Common Pleasure.

4. How would you describe your previous relationship?
Lucky.

5. Describe your current relationship.
Boy's Gone.

6. Where would you want to be now?
Life Is Wonderful.

7. How do you feel about love?
1000 Things.

8. What's your life like?
Details In The Fabric.

9. What would you ask for if you had only one wish?
You And I Both.

10. Say something wise.
Remedy (I Won't Worry).

And I taaaaaaaaaag. Just =ahollowvoice because I don't feel like tagging anyone else. And he doesn't have to do this if he doesn't feel like it. So ha.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19507141/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19507141/ Sun, 20 Jul 2008 20:33:51 PDT OK, I can't leave for a week without properly saying goodbye to y'all.

Whoever "y'all" may be. Hopefully, "y'all" are at least, in part, the dAZine-ers. XD

So, without putting it off some more, GOODBYE.

I'll be back Friday. I love you all.

Oh. And packing is a bitch.

Huzzah! Lovelovelove to everyone. Bye bye!



]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19471510/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19471510/ Fri, 18 Jul 2008 19:48:41 PDT Woo! So, as mentioned in my previous journal, next week is band camp. I'm sooo excited; it's always the highlight of my summer as sad and/or pathetic that might be.

I'm leaving Monday the 21st at 8AM and coming back sometimes on Friday the 25th.

Also, I've got family coming in from Maryland on the 24th. They'll be monopolizing that weekend, methinks. Hopefully, it won't be as dreadful as I'm anticipating.

Anyway, don't miss me too much.

And wish me luck on my driver's test tomorrow!

Love you guys. Peaaaaaace out.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19452139/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19452139/ Thu, 17 Jul 2008 18:52:47 PDT I'm going to band camp next week! Eeee! I can't wait; it's gonna be frickin' amazing.

And if all goes well, I get my license Saturday. Woo!

And because I'm extremely bored, here's a survey-thingamabob about Stephenie Meyers vampire series, Twilight. Humor, why don't you?

Which book in the series is your favorite?
Eclipse.

How long did it take you to read the books?
2 days per book.

Who introduced you to the books?
My eyeballs.

Did you buy them, borrow them, or have them given to you as a gift?
Bought them, all three.

Are you most looking forward to: Breaking Dawn, Midnight Sun, or the movie?
Midnight Sun.

What’s your dream ending to the series?
Ideally, Bella would become a vampire.

Who is your favorite character?
Edward.

Who’s your favorite vampire?
Jasper.

Who is your favorite werewolf?
Jacob.

What’s one of your favorite quotes from the stories?
"You dazzle me." - Bella. (I'm sure I paraphrased that, but I'm too tired to type the whole bit.)

What was your favorite Bella and Edward moment?
When she first heard his voice in her head. (New Moon)

What was your favorite Bella and Jacob moment?
The caves in Eclipse. Hee.

How about your favorite Bella and Alice moment?
When Alice promises to change Bella. Though she has yet to keep that.

What was your favorite adventure/battle?
Anytime Edward runs with Bella on his back is a good adventure for me.

Which book cover was your favorite?
Twilight.

Are these books among your favorite books of all?
When I first read them, they were. The more time that passes, the more I feel that there are way better books that deserve Twilight's kind of attention.

Twilight or New Moon?
New Moon.

New Moon or Eclipse?
Eclipse.

Eclipse or Twilight?
Eclipse.

Are you more excited about Breaking Dawn or Midnight Sun?
Midnight Sun.

Midnight Sun or the Twilight Movie?
Midnight Sun.

The Twilight Movie or Breaking Dawn?
Breakign Dawn.

Who do you want to see Bella with most: Edward or Jacob?
Edward.

Bella or Edward?
Edward.

Bella or Jacob?
Jacob.

Bella or Alice?
Alice.

Alice or Jacob?
Jacob.

Rosalie or Alice?
Rosalie.

Jasper or Alice?
Jasper.

Jasper or Edward?
Edward.

Carlisle or Esme?
Esme.

Emmett or Jasper?
Jasper.

Emmett or Jacob?
Jacob.

Bella or Rosalie?
Bella.

Esme or Charlie?
Charlie.

Charlie or Carlisle?
Charlie.

Charlie or Billy?
Charlie.

Jacob or Sam?
Jacob.

Sam or Quil?
Quil.

Quil or Embry?
Quil.

Who’s the better villain: James or Victoria?
James, even though Victoria lived longer.

Werewolves or vampires?
Vampires.

How did you first find out about the movie?
Ugh. Facebook.

Are you excited?
Hell to the no.

What do you think of the casting so far?
Shit.

Are you going to go see it?
Of course. Even though I already know I'll hate it with every fiber of my being.

Planning on going with anyone in particular?
Marisa, most likely.

Do you think it will stay true to the book?
Nope.

Are you planning on buying Breaking Dawn as soon as it’s out?
Yep.

Do you think Bella will be turned into a vampire finally?
I hope so, but it's extremely unlikely.

Do you think she and Edward will get married?
Nope.

Do you think Jacob might imprint in this book?
Maybe. Perhaps he already has?

Who do you think Bella will end up with: Edward or Jacob?
Edward.

Do you think it will be a happy, sad, or shocking ending?
Dissatisfying. But probably happy. But in a shmucky way.

Who do you think will be the villain(s) of the book this time?
As long as the book is good, I don't care.

How would you feel about a possible vampire / werewolf cross?
Pass, please.

Will Charlie find out Edward is a vampire?
Who knows?

Will the vampires and werewolves continue the truce they had in Eclipse?
Maybe.

If anyone, who do you think will die in this book?
Jacob.

For a twist: what would you think if Edward was somehow turned human?
Definitely loses most of his appeal as a human.

Do you think Jacob will be over Bella by the end of the book?
No.

What do you most want to happen in Breaking Dawn? What’s your dream ending? ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19277968/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19277968/ Tue, 08 Jul 2008 16:58:40 PDT 2. Each person tagged must post 8 random facts about themselves
3. Tags should write a journal/ blog of these facts
4. At the end of the post 8 more persons are tagged and named
5. Go to their page and leave a comment telling them they're tagged

======
1. I lovelovelove the show Avatar: The Last Airbender. Even though it's a sort-of anime cartoon thing geared for young'uns.

2. Speaking of television, I don't watch a lot of it, but i get very involved in the few shows i do watch regularly. As in, talking to the chacters and worrying about them if they get into dangerous situations and crying when they cry, laughing when they laugh...yes, it's very pathetic.

3. I could never honestly say that I hate a specific genre of music. I hate specific bands, but not genres as a whole.

4. I think accents make anyone sexier.

5. I am a comeplte and total linguiphile/bibliophile.

6. I am impossibly impatient and I will probably bite your head off if you make me wait on you.

7. I used to take ballet when I was little and I regret quitting!

8. It was hard for me to think of 8 secrets. :B

AND I TAG:








AND


]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19210688/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19210688/ Sat, 05 Jul 2008 06:39:26 PDT I just finished reading an amazing book called Hard Love by Ellen Wittlinger. It stands out from other books I've read lately. The characters are really poignant and different than characters I've read about before.

Even though there's really nothing similar between me and Gio, the main character, I still felt completely connected to him throughout the book. And whatever he was written to feel, I felt. And even though I wasn't similar to him as far as his personality goes, there was a certain...can't-help-myself situation we both share. And since he wrote about his, I'll be adding a couple of pieces to my gallery about mine. It feels good to write about that, since I didn't much before. The truth will set you free, right?

(:

The book also taught me that writing is an outlet for any emotion you feel, and when you're writing there's absolutely nothing more important than truth. Why lie when the only person around is you? And I think I always knew that, but somewhere along the way I forgot.

It feels good to be reminded of that.

(:

Anyway, if you're looking for something powerful, funny, smart, and poignant, this is definitely a great choice.

Hard Love, Bob Franke

I remember growing up like it was only yesterday
Mom & Daddy tried their best to guide me on my way
But the hard times & the liquor drove the easy love away
And the only love I knew about was hard love

It was hard love, every hour of the day
When Christmas to my birthday was a million years away
And the fear that came between them drove the tears into my play
There was love in daddy's house, but it was hard love

And I recall the gentle courtesy you gave me as I tried
To dissemble in politeness all the love I felt inside
And for every song of laughter was another song that cried
This ain't no easy weekend, this is hard love

It was hard love, every step of the way
Hard to be so close to you, so hard to turn away
And when all the stars and sentimental songs dissolved to day
There was nothing left to sing about but hard love

So I loved you for your courage, and your gentle sense of shame
And I loved you for your laughter and your language and your name
And I knew it was impossible, but I loved you just the same
Though' the only love I gave to you was hard love

It was hard love, it was hard on you, I know
When the only love I gave to you was love I couldn't show
You forgave the heart that loved you as your lover turned to go
Leaving nothing but the memory of hard love

So I'm standing in this phone booth with a dollar and a dime
Wondering what to say to you to ease your troubled mind
For the Lord's cross might redeem us, but our own just wastes our time
And to tell the two apart is always hard, love

So I'll tell you that I love you even though I'm far away
And I'll tell you how you change me as I live from day to day
How you help me to accept myself and I won't forget to say
Love is never wasted, even when it's hard love

Yes, it's hard love, but it's love all the same
Not the stuff of fantasy, but more than just a game
And the only kind of miracle that's worthy of the name
For the love that heals our lives is mostly hard love.

This is the song that I think the book is based around. These lyrics are in the back of the book, so it's a logical assumption.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19189123/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19189123/ Thu, 03 Jul 2008 17:54:24 PDT Thank you, Max and Jakob, for staying with me early this morning.

No one deserves what that waste of life did to her.

Face Down, Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Hey girl you know you drive me crazy
One look puts the rhythm in my head.
Still I'll never understand why you hang around
I see what's going down.

Cover up with make up in the mirror
Tell yourself it's never gonna happen again
You cry alone and then he swears he loves you.

Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground?
Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's bound to end
As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.

A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect
Every action in this world will bear a consequence
If you wait around forever you will surely drown
I see what's going down.

I see the way you go and say you're right again,
Say you're right again,
Heed my lecture.

Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground?
Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's bound to end
As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.

Face down in the dirt
She said "This doesn't hurt."
She said "I finally had enough!"

Face down in the dirt
She said "This doesn't hurt."
She said "I finally had enough!"

One day she will tell you that she had enough
It's coming round again

Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground?
Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's bound to end
As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.

Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground?
Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's bound to end
As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.

Face down in the dirt
She said "This doesn't hurt."
She said "I finally had enough!"

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19170221/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19170221/ Wed, 02 Jul 2008 17:19:56 PDT I feel super accomplished! I spent all of yesterday in my personal black hole, and came out with two comics and a thouroughly satisfying attachment to Garth Brook's music. Here are three of his songs that rock my country world.

The Dance

Looking back on the memory of
the dance we shared 'neath the stars alone,
for a moment all the world was right.
How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye?

And now I'm glad I didn't know
the way it all would end the way it all would go.
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd've had to miss the dance.

Holding you, I held everything,
for a moment wasn't I a king?
But if I'd only known how the king would fall,
hey, who's to say?
You know I might have changed it all.

And now I'm glad I didn't know
the way it all would end,
the way it all would go.
Our lives are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain,
But I'd've had to miss the dance.

Yes, my life is better left to chance,
I could have missed the pain,
but I'd've had to miss the dance.

That Summer

I went to work for her that summer
A teenage kid so far from home
She was a lonely widow woman
Hell bent to make it on her own

We were a thousand miles from nowhere
Wheat fields as far as I could see
Both needing something from each other
Not knowing yet what that might be

'Til she came to me one evening
Hot cup of coffee and a smile
In a dress that I was certain
She hadn't worn in quite a while
There was a difference in her laughter
There was a softness in her eyes
And on the air there was a hunger
Even a boy could recognize

She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Raging in her lover's eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night

That summer wind was all around me
Nothing between us but the night
When I told her that I'd never
She softly whispered "That's alright"

And then I watched her hands of leather
Turn to velvet in a touch
There's never been amother summer
When I have ever loved as much

She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Raging in her lover's eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night

I often think about that summer
The sweat, the moonlight and the lace
And I have rarely held another
When I haven't seen her face

And every time I pass a wheat field
And watch it dancing with the wind
Although I know it isn't real
I swear inside I feel
Her hungry arms again

She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Raging in her lover's eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night
Rushing in long in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burnin' both ends of the night.

The Beaches of Cheyenne

They packed up all his buckles
And shipped his saddle to his dad
And by the way the house looked
She must have took it bad.
The workers come on monday
To fix the door and patch the wall.
They say she just went crazy
The night she got the call.

He was up in Wyoming
And drew a bull no man could ride.
He promised her hed turn out
Well it turned out that he lied.
And their dreams that they'd been livin'
In the california sand
Died right there beside him in Cheyenne.

They she just went crazy.
Screamin' out his name.
She ran out into the ocean
And to this day they claim
That if you go down by the water
You'll see her footprints in the sand
'cause every night she walks the beaches of Cheyenne.

They never found her body
Just her diary by her bed
It told about the fight they had
And the words that she had said.
When he told her he was ridin'
She said, "Then I dont give a damn
If you never come back from Cheyenne."

Nobody can explain it
Some say shes still alive
They even claim they've seen her
On the shoreline late at night.
So if y... ]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19117666/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19117666/ Sun, 29 Jun 2008 21:38:06 PDT OK. So I'm super excited to draw the next dAZineHQ comic, because the script is super funny and I have shiny new pens to use!

And here's something that is apparently like a Journal-STD.

If you comment on my journal, I'll:

A) Tell you why I friended you.

B) Associate you with something - fandom, a song, a color, a photo, etc.

C) Tell you something I like about you.

D) Tell you a memory I have of you.

E) Ask something I've always wanted to
know about you.

F) Tell you my favorite piece of yours.

G) In return, you must post this in your
journal.

OK! Let the comments come, people. <3

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19086637/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19086637/ Sat, 28 Jun 2008 03:02:36 PDT I feel accomplished; I uploaded three of four comics I promised my friends I would draw, and the picture of my new hair I promised. And it feels great having done all that, especially the comics. They're great fun to draw, and they're not half as bad as I thought they'd be at first.

Anyway, enjoy some lyrics from Phantom of the Opera.

"All I Ask of You", from Phantom of the Opera
(sung by Patrick Wilson and Emmy Rossum)

No more talk of darkness,
forget these wide-eyed fears;
I'm here, nothing can harm you,
my words will warm and calm you.
Let me be your freedom,
let daylight dry your tears;
I'm here, with you, beside you,
to guard you and to guide you.

Say you'll love me ev'ry waking moment;
turn my head with talk of summertime.
Say you need me with you now and always;
promise me that all you say is true,
that's all I ask of you.

Let me be your shelter,
let me be your light;
you're safe, no one will find you,
your fears are far behind you.

All I want is freedom,
a world with no more night;
and you, always beside me,
to hold me and to hide me.

Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime;
let me lead you from you solitude.
Say you need me with you, here beside you,
anywhere you go, let me go too,
that's all I ask of you.

Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime.
Say the word and I will follow you.

Share each day with me, each night, each morning.

Say you love me...

You know I do...

Love me, that's all I ask of you.

Anywhere you go let me go too
Love me...
that's all I ask of you.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19023447/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/19023447/ Tue, 24 Jun 2008 15:39:10 PDT Blah!

Lots of things going on in my mind. I'll get them all out one way or another, dammit!

Anyway. recently I read this really awesome book called Wicked Lovely, by Melissa Marr. It's about faeries, but it's got a fresh perspective on it and the characters are interesting reads. (: If you like fantasy, definitely check it out.

How To Save A Life, by The Fray

Step one, you say we need to talk;
he walks you say, "Sit down it's just a talk."
He smiles politely back at you,
you stare politely right on through
some sort of window to your right,
as he goes left and you stay right
between the lines of fear and blame
and you begin to wonder why you came.

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend,
somewhere along in the bitterness
and I would have stayed up with you all night
had I known how to save a life.

Let him know that you know best,
cause after all you do know best.
Try to slip past his defense
without granting innocence;
Lay down a list of what is wrong,
the things you've told him all along,
and pray to God he hears you;
and pray to God he hears you.

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend,
somewhere along in the bitterness
and I would have stayed up with you all night
had I known how to save a life.

As he begins to raise his voice,
you lower yours and grant him one last choice.
Drive until you lose the road,
or break with the ones you've followed.
He will do one of two things;
he will admit to everything,
or he'll say he's just not the same
and you'll begin to wonder why you came.

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend,
somewhere along in the bitterness
and I would have stayed up with you all night
had I known how to save a life.
How to save a life;
how to save a life

And really, dA. Would you PLEASE sort your shit out so I can change my mood? Honestly.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18968133/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18968133/ Sat, 21 Jun 2008 14:17:25 PDT The good thing about hitting rock bottom is that there's only one way to go from there. (:

Jakob was my star like always, and I'll probably never tahnk him enough for dealing with my shit. <3

Camille came in the nick of time and cheered me way up. I'm so glad I met her, and I can't wait until she comes down here to hang out. It'll be the best time of my life. <3

The rest of this joural will be singing praises to ~XxSweetBlood07Xx. She's only been watching me for about a month, and she's a more faithful reader than anyone could ask for. I love getting comments from her, and not just because she likes my work. I'd love getting her comments even if she hated it, because at least it means she read it. Abbey herself is a blossoming poet, and a perusal of her gallery is definitely worth the time.

And yeah. My mood must be perma-stuck on adoration. Fuckin' dA.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18959619/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18959619/ Sat, 21 Jun 2008 00:23:53 PDT Ugh.

formalcasualties, I miss you.

Somewhere over the course of the night, all my armor got torn apart. I've got nothing left to protect me from everything I don't want to feel.

Peace out until I get replacement metal.

Obviously, my mood isn't 'adoration'. dA is being a fucktard. My mood's more like 'vulnerable as all hell'.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18952723/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18952723/ Fri, 20 Jun 2008 15:42:02 PDT
I be seriously digging someone. You know who you are. <3
Hanging out together is going to be amazing, love. Truly amazing, and I can't wait.

Also, thanks to *kaotickell, I've been completely mesmerized by this webcomic called Questionable Content. Dude who writes it is an effin' genius.

Hm...that's all for now. Oh, and I'm obsessed with Ludo.

Love you guys.

Peace!

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18860087/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18860087/ Sun, 15 Jun 2008 18:13:28 PDT Great friends who are bcoming more and more like family, a great relationship continuing albeit on a different path, and a great start to a tan.

What more could I want in my summer?

Besides an awesome vacation. But maybe I'll just stow away on =formalcasualties Bahamas trip.

Everyone from #dAZineHQ, you fuckin' rawk.

Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again, from Phantom of the Opera

You were once my one companion,
you were all that mattered,
You were once a friend and father,
then my world was shattered.

Wishing you were somehow here again,
wishing you were somehow near.
Sometimes it seemed if I only dreamed,
somehow you would be here.

Wishing I could hear your voice again,
knowing that I never would.
Dreaming of you won't help me to do,
all that you dreamed I could.

Passing bells and sculpted angels,
cold and monumental,
seem, for you the wrong companions -
you were warm and gentle..
Too many years fighting back tears,
Why can't the past just die?

Wishing you were somehow here again,
knowing we must say goodbye.
Try to forgive, teach me to live,
give me the strength to try.

No more memories, no more silent tears,
No more gazing across the wasted years,
Help me say goodbye.
Help me say goodbye.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18786961/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18786961/ Wed, 11 Jun 2008 15:23:01 PDT I love everyone in #dAzineHQ. They make my world go ROUND.

They are =GoaliGrlTilDeath, `Nestalgica, =Step-Into-Liquid-516, =BiKaZe, *kaotickell, =ChiliSan, =formalcasualties, and ~starsaftersunset.

Seriously, these guys are the funniest people on the planet. And the nicest. My big extended family! <3

Thanks for letting me be a part of it, guys.

Lullaby, by The Spill Canvas

It's the way that you blush when you're nervous.
It's your ability to make me earn this.
I know that you're tired, just let me sing you to sleep.
It's about how you laugh out of pity,
'Cause lets be honest I'm not really that funny.
I know that you're shot, just let me sing you to sleep.

If you need anything, just the say the word.
I mean anything.
Rest assured, if you start to doze, then I'll tuck you in,
and plant my lips where your necklaces close.

It's those pills that you don't need to take,
medicating perfection, now that's a mistake.
I know that you're spent, just let me sing you to sleep.
It's your finger and how I'm wrapped around it.
It's your grace and it keeps me grounded.
I know that you're weak, just let me sing you to sleep.

If you need anything, just the say the word.
I mean anything.
Rest assured, if you start to doze, then I'll tuck you in,
and plant my lips where your necklaces close.

While you were sleeping I figured out everything,
I was constructed for you, and you were molded for me.
Now I feel your name, coursing through my veins.
You shine so bright it's insane, you put the sun to shame.

(Oh)

If you need anything, just the say the word.
I mean anything. (I really do)
Rest assured, if you start to doze, then I'll tuck you in,
and plant my lips where your necklaces close.

If you need anything, just the say the word.
I mean anything.
Rest assured, if you start to doze, then I'll tuck you in,
and plant my lips where your necklaces close.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18730973/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18730973/ Sun, 08 Jun 2008 12:56:39 PDT Completely colorblind, these red lights are going unseen.
Fall behind with words unsaid, you know they're always obscene.
'Cause my ears they bled before; I need to let them heal.

She fell out, her broken legs won't let her walk away
from this town that couldn't give a single shit either way.
And her fears; they bled before, she's convinced that they're real.

What are you looking for?
are you looking for something more?
It's not me,
it's not me.

Lost her way from everything she swore she knew, a friend.
Run away from start to finish though it never ends.
In her mind she is blinded by all she sees.
Close your eyes; just pretend the bullet isn't there.
No surprise; no need to pretend that no one really even cares.
But in her eyes you will find the very best in me.

What are you looking for?
Are you looking for something more?
It's not me,
it's not me.

When did it all unwind?
Are you prepared for what you'll find?
It's not me,
it's not me.

"Makeover", by David Cook.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18593372/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18593372/ Sat, 31 May 2008 12:35:32 PDT
Step 1: Put your iTunes or any media player on shuffle.
Step 2: Post your favorite lyric from the first 49 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song may be.
Step 3: Strike through the songs when someone guesses both artist and track correctly.
Step 4: For those who are guessing, looking the lyrics up on a search engine is CHEATING! (and cheaters will be punished.)
Step 5: If you like the game, post your own.


1. "Maybe yesterday was a day that I could get away, and now today I'm stuck in sanity and I'm pleased to meet you."

2. "Am I just another scene from a movie that you've seen 100 times?"

3. "In this way, Mr. K will challenge the world."

4. "With the radio low so the folks don't know, I proceed with my passionate crime."

5. "Tonight, tonight, we're gonna make all the headlines. It's so damn hard topush my pride to the side."

6. "Come with me if you wanna see anything worthwhile."

7. "He was just hangin' around, then he fell in love and he didn't know how, but he couldn't get out."

8. "An angels smile is what you sell, you promised me heaven and put me through hell."

9. "I know this place is poison, but I'm coming back for a lethal dose."

10. "Crawl out from the pain of yesterday, I crawled to you and I said all the thing that you said to say. Have I said enough?"

11. "Don't you just love the deswire taking over you? I can tell you do."

12. "It's not like you to say sorry, I was waiting on a different story."

13. "Turn a blind eye, why do I deny? Medicate me so I die happy."

14. "Why should I watch Matt Damon cry with out her at my side? I pined as days went by."

15. "You're sick of feeling numb, you're not the only one. I'll take you by the hand, I'll show you a world you can undersatnd."

16. "I wanna tell you how much I love you. Come with me, my love, to the sea..."

17. "We both have shiny, happy fits of rage. You want more fans, I want more stage."

18. "It makes me feel like shit, I missed but that's not it. I wonder if she'll care for me ever again."

19."I can't spell it out for you, no it's never gonna be that simple."

20. "I told the priest, don't cout on any second coming. God got his ass kicked the first time he came down here slumming. He had the balls to come, the gall to die and then forgive us. No, I don't wonder why, I wonder what he thought it would get us."

21."She throws me aside, a wink and a smile, I stopped on a dime 'cause she be lookin' at me."

22. "The hardest part is letting go of the nights we shared. Ocala is calling, and you know it's haunting."

23. "Drive all night just to get back home."

24. "If is wasn't for all that you tried to do, I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through. So, I wanna say thank you."

25. "It's as if I'm scared, it's as if I'm terrified. Are you scared? We're playing with fire."

26. "I know you heard all before, so I won't say it anymore. I'll just stand by and let you fight your secret war."

27. "The cracks in your smile make it impossible to decipher something legible."

28. "If love is not enough to put my enemies to sleep, then I'm putting out the lantern, find your own way back home."

29. "I could call you 'baby doll' all the time, you'd whisper in my ear. You'd say, "I miss you boy." So say it over again and over again and over again.

30. "When I hold you in my arms, when I feel my finger on your trigger, don't you know nobody can do me no harm?"

31. "You held up a stagecoach in the rain. Now I'm doing the same."

32. "We're both looking for something we've been afraid to find."

33. "I'm trying hard to breathe now but there's no air in my lungs. There's no one her to talk to and the pain inside is making me numb."

34. "So, you're taking these pills for to fill up your soul and you're drinking them down with cheap alochol. I'd be inclined to yours for the taking and part of this terrible mess that you're making but me, I'm the catalyst."

35. "Wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door, who is it for?"

36. "Fills my heart, burns me up for way too long, for way too long. Use my hand, pull me up."

37. "If I fell in love with you, would you promise to be true?"

38. "And he says, 'Hey baby, wanna have a time tonight? Hey darling, would you like a ride?' The girl says, "Maybe, I gotta little time to kill and baby, you feel like trying? Feels just like flying."

39. "There's a sign on your door. No vacancies, just emptiness. Without your love, I'm homeless."

40. "It's those pills that you don't need to take. Medicating perfection, now that's a mista... ]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18577835/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18577835/ Fri, 30 May 2008 13:59:57 PDT Exactly one half of a school day stands between me and my summer. Which, thank God,will be more eventful than previously expected. And as and added bonus, I'll be half done with high school!

I am so over high school. And the people, oh my God. There are about a handful of people I actually give a shit about, and the rest just continue to prove their asshole-ness.

Anywho, ranting about high school wasn't the point of this journal.

HOORAY SUMMER!

...is the point of this journal.

And also, to my Z, I love you verrrrrrrry much.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18370670/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18370670/ Sat, 17 May 2008 17:20:36 PDT Things are, thankfully, significantly better than my previous journal indicated.

I met the most amazing person ever. Period.

Also, I've updated my story, Faithsong, and added a couple of poems to my gallery. I hope everyone that reads them enjoys them. I seriously need some feedback, people. That is the point of watching someone, no? To give them feedback on their deviations. I comment as much as possible on those of you who I watch, and it would be so appreciated if you could return the favor. I'll love you forever.

Bye bye now. <3

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18233391/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18233391/ Thu, 08 May 2008 20:06:12 PDT So. Second attempt to post this journal.

Although, my day has improved significantly from the shitty mood I was in earlier.

I was ranting about having writer's block. But the block wasn't because I'm devoid of ideas, it's because of the fact that nothing I could possibly write about would be new. Every possible angle of love and/or hate, relationships of all natures, people of all backgrounds, cultures of all regions, all tragedies, all happy endings, all of it, everything, has been written about already. There is no new way to spin it. A writer can string the words together, and piece the images like quiltwork, but that same story is out there somewhere already.

Then I ranted about school, and the monotony of it. Even algebra isn't hard anymore, if only because it's the same thing every day. Blah, blah, can't wait for summer, blah. Although my summer will be spent in this miserable excuse for a town, so what really is there to look forward to?

Then I thanked Jakoby. For talking to me last night. About only he knows what. I love him for it. He's definitely the best friend anyone could ask for, ever. Just ask Maximillian.

Anyway. I'm okay now.

No, I don't need help.

But if I do, I know where to find y'all that can. I love you.

"Wish It Would Break", by Dierks Bentley

That old picture frame keeps hangin' 'round
Cause' I ain't ready yet to take it down
But every now and then I'll slam the door
Shake it loose and she'll hit the floor
But I can't throw a good thing away
I wish it would break

I swear my trucks got a haunted radio
Cause' I hear you in every song
But I know what the silence makes me do
So I keep givin' those buttons more abuse
I wonder how much punchin' it can take
I wish it would break

(chorus)
Then I could move on right on
Down the line
Where I don't see you need you
In my life
But you're wrapped around me
Your memory's bound me like a chain
I wish it would break

And this old heart of mine's got a mind of its own
And it's decided not to let you go
Even though your love's no longer here
It won't let me shed one tear
Cause' it's still holdin' onto yesterday
I wish it would break

(chorus)
Then I could move on right on
Down the line
Where I don't see you need you
In my life
But you're wrapped around me
Your memory's bound me like a chain
I wish it would break

I wish it would break
I wish it would break
Go on and break.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18108513/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18108513/ Wed, 30 Apr 2008 20:10:31 PDT So. Many things.

I'm getting everything for next year worked out and I'm so much less stressed than I have been for a while.

What I mean is that for a while I thought I wasn't going to be able to take Spanish my junior year, but my Spanish teacher and the guidance office are working with me to do a sort of independent study of Spanish 2 so I can take an entrance exam into Spanish 3 my senior year. Hooray! It's great because I really want to major in Spanish, so getting as much as I can in high school will help, I think.

Beyond that. I just tripped over the beginning of this great series in the library, called House of Night by P.C. Cast and her daughter, Kristin Cast. The first installment is called "Marked", followed by "Betrayed, followed by "Chosen". The latter two of which I just ordered from Barnes and Noble.

Seriously, it looks like it's gonna be a great series. I'm a sucker for vampire books, especially the really well written ones. (:

And finally, a huge-enormous-massive-colossal thank you to Mikey Murphy, who made my lovely new avatar! Seriously. Boy is gifted in pixel art.

It's A Shame by Will Hoge

How would this be,
if I was alone tonight?
Maybe then, my love,
everything would turn out right.
I wish that this were easy,
but you know it never is.
It seems like hearts get broken
during things like this.

And if you see her,
walking down along these streets,
her body softly swaying
to her hearts broken beats.
And if you see her,
tell her that I'm doing fine,
and tell her if she feels like talking,
she should call me sometime.

And I can't fight it anymore,
I can't stop it once it starts

Well, it's a shame, babe.
Well, it's a shame, babe.
Well, it's a shame, babe,
the way we tore it all apart.

And if you see her,
let her know I wish her well
and if things will get much better,
tell her only time will tell.
'Cause if she's lonely, well
I'm alright.

'Cause you know,
when it falls down
I'll be there to
pick it up one more time.

And I can't fight it anymore,
I can't stop it once it starts.

Well, it's a shame, babe.
Well, it's a shame, babe.
Well, it's a shame, babe,
the way we tore it all apart.

Oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, woah...

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18042647/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/18042647/ Sat, 26 Apr 2008 17:45:07 PDT I love this song.

"Happy Ending" by Mika

This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
no happy ending.
This is the way that we love,
like it's forever,
then live the rest of our life,
but not together.

Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life.
Can't get no love without sacrifice.
If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well,
a little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell

This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory.
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I feel as if I'm wasted
And I'm wastin' everyday.

This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
no happy ending.
This is the way that we love,
like it's forever,
then live the rest of our life,
but not together.

Two o'clock in the morning, something's on my mind.
Can't get no rest; keep walkin' around.
If I pretend that nothin' ever went wrong, I can get to my sleep,
I can think that we just carried on.

This is the hardest story that I've ever told,
No hope, or love, or glory,
Happy endings gone forever more.
I feel as if I feel as if I'm wasted
and I'm wastin' everyday.

This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
no happy ending.
This is the way that we love,
like it's forever,
then live the rest of our life,
but not together.

A little bit of love, little bit of love,
Little bit of love, little bit of love. [repeat]

I feel as if I'm wasted,
and I'm wastin' everyday.

This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
no happy ending.
This is the way that we love,
like it's forever,
then live the rest of our life,
but not together.

This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
no happy ending.

Yeah. I am so ready for summer that it's almost impossible to make myself get up for school in the morning. Sophomore slump, right?

At any rate, I love you all.

Peace out, cub scouts.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17865732/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17865732/ Tue, 15 Apr 2008 14:18:11 PDT What would you do if I sang out of tune? Would you stand up and walk out on me?

I want to ask people that sometimes. Well, not that specifically, but just...the "Are we really friends?" kinda deal. Because seriously, people can be so two-faced that I don't even know if they recognize their own lies anymore.

Anyway.

I was bored, and I saw this list of the top ten underrated bands on this music blog I read a lot. And so, my own version is called the Top Ten Underrated Things.

10. Poetry. Aside from the overly romantic and overly pathetic poems, there are a lot of amazing things you can find inside a poem, if you take the time to read them. And quite frankly, the only difference between a song and a poem is that a song always has music with it.

9. Pocket change. Almost no one carries it, but everyone asks for it.There's an easy solution here, people.

8. Not taking photos of yourself. Get someone else to do it for you. You can do a lot more things in the picture other than holding up two fingers and pursing your lips awkwardly (things we're ALL guilty of). Also, you don't end up looking like a camwhore.

7. Old school headphones. They're not compact, and you can't hide them in class by threading them under and through your hoodie, but they don't fall off quite so easily and you get better sound quality.

6. Brass and woodwind instruments in rock bands. Rock has been dominated by the guitar and the percussive instruments, but who says that's all? Check out a band called Stealing Jane--they feature a trumpet player, a trombone player, and a sax player, all who kick ass and give the band a better sound than some of their contemporaries who are lacking in the brass/woodwind department. [link]

5. Muzzles for small children. Need I say more?

4. Paying with cash. Yes, I know you love to flaunt your plastic, or impress the cashier with your exquisite penmanship on your checks, but believe me cash is much simpler, despite what the Visa Check card commercials want you to believe. As an added bonus, it solves the pesky problem of not having pocket change.

3. Being weird. Just try it, for five seconds. Everyone is weird whether they like it or not, but most people are to afraid to let it be known. Well, fuck that. You have more fun being weird.

2. Libraries. I'm a book lover, so maybe I'm biased, but libraries kick ass. Maybe the librarians are slightly old, and yeah, you have to respect other people and be quiet (what a drag, right?), but getting your hands on an amazing book is the greatest thing ever. And (not that I encourage this) it's always fun to leave your mark on a book, like a little note on the back cover to the next checker-outer. I've found some real gems, like "Tommy's a fucking douche!", and, my personal favorite in the back of Jane Austen's Sense and Sensibility, "Poopy doopy, you so loopy."

1. Intelligence. I present Exhibit A, my second block art class. Our task was to hang up giant pieces of cardboard with paintings and drawings displayed on them from the ceiling. The strings attached to the board were perfectly measured (Sarah and I did it ourselves), so the whole thing should've taken 20 minutes tops. But when you give two idiots a ladder, they think they know it all and proceed to make every single hanging a ten minute project by raising, lowering, then re-raising of either side no matter how much Sarah or I tell them it's wrong.

So yeah. Killed boredom, and some time.

Peace out, cub scouts.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17579040/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17579040/ Sat, 29 Mar 2008 19:24:35 PDT I don't know what it is about this week. Staying up until 8AM, and waking at 5PM. Rinse and repeat. Always restless, always stuck in high gear.

Fortunately, my overactive brain is producing some of my best words ever. Unfortunately, it will only produce the aforementioned words in short bits, in fragments.

I'd kill myself for you. I'd kill you for myself.
-Pantera

Wreck Of The Day, Anna Nalick

Drivin' away from the wreck of the day,
the lights always red in the rear view.
Desperately close to a coffin of hope,
I'd cheat destiny just to be near you.

And if this is gving up, then I'm giving up.
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up, giving up
on love.
On love.

Drivin' away from the wreck of the day,
and I'm thinkin' about callin' on Jesus
cuz love doesnt' hurt so I know
I'm not fallin' in love
I'm just fallin' to pieces

And if this is giving up, then I'm givin' up,
And if this is giving up, then I'm givin' up, givin' up,
on love.
On love.

Maybe I'm not up for being a victim of love.
All my resistance will never be distance enough

Drivin' away from the wreck of the day,
and it's finally quiet in my head.
Drivin' alone, finally on my way home
to the comfort of my bed.

And if this is giving up, then I'm givin' up
If this is giving up, then I'm givin' up, givin' up
on love.
On love.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17534990/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17534990/ Thu, 27 Mar 2008 02:03:06 PDT Hello, again. It's nearly 5 AM, and I haven't yet slept. I've been thinking about my someone, and how much I think he needs me but won't let me in far enough, how much I need him and he doesn't know. I hope he's okay.

Listening to some music that is pure beauty. You would be amazed how easy it is to find true beauty at 5 AM.

In My Head, by Anna Nalick

Under the weight of your wings
You are a god and whatever I want you to be
And I wonder if truly you are
Nearly as beautiful as I believe

In my head
Your voice
You've got all that I need
And this make believe will get me through
Another lonely night

Under the weight of your wings
Should ever we meet on your side of your stereo
I will pretend I know not of your thoughts
And even the way that they mirror my own
I'll take you away in the way that you take me and go where I go

In my head
Your voice
You've got all that I need
And this make believe will get me through
Another lonely night

Fall away to the sound of my heart to your beat
Melancholy and cool, kind of bitter sweet
Love on repeat
I'm echoing all your philosophies
And as I fall away to the sound of my heart to your beat
Melancholy and cool, kind of bitter sweet
Love on repeat
I'm echoing all your philosophies
And as I...

Oh...

I don't
Wanna be fool-hearted
Baby, I'm out
Numbered in my head
I don't
I don't wanna be fool-hearted
Baby, I'm out
Numbered in my head
My head...

In my head
Your voice
You've got all that I need
And this make believe will get me through
Another night

Yeah, your voice
You've got all that I need
And this make believe will get me through
Another lonely night

Lonely night...

Under the weight of your wings
I make believe you are all that I'll ever need

All that I need...

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17464834/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17464834/ Sat, 22 Mar 2008 20:24:58 PDT So, if you're looking for something to read, check out my gallery over the next few days, I'll be adding some poems that I've fleshed out recently.

If you're not looking for something to read, why do you read my journal?

No matter what you're looking for, I love you.

This song has been playing in my head since I first heard it. It's called "Untouched" by The Veronicas, and it definitely reminds me of my dork, who is steadily taking over more and more of my heart.

Untouched, by The Veronicas

I go ooh ooh, you go ahh ahh
La la la la, la la la la
I can la la la la la la
I wanna wanna wanna get get get what I want, don't stop
Gimme, gimme, gimme whatcha got got
Cuz' I can't wait wait wait any m-more more.

Don't even talk about the consequence
Cuz' right now you're the only thing that's making any sense to me
And I don't give a damn what they say or what they think, think.
Cuz you're the only one who's on my mind

I'll never ever let you leave me
I'll try to stop time forever
Never wanna hear you say goodbye

CHORUS:
I feel so untouched and I want you so much
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now, need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
Goin' crazy from the moment I met you

Untouched
And I need you so much

See you, breathe you
I want to be you
Ah la la la, ah la la la
You can take take take take take time time
To live live the way you gotta gotta live your life
Give me, give me, give me all of you
Don't be scared, of seeing through the loneliness

I want it more more more
Don't even think about what's right or wrong or wrong or right
Cuz in the end it's only you and me
And no one else is going to be around
To answer all the questions left behind
And you and I are meant to be

So even if the world falls down today
You still got me to hold you up up
And I would never let you down down

CHORUS

Untouched
Untouched
Untouched
Ah la la la Ah la la la
Untouched
Ah la la la Ah la la la

CHORUS (REPEAT)

Untouched
Untouched
Untouched

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17412072/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17412072/ Wed, 19 Mar 2008 14:48:26 PDT Almost Spring Break. Aren't we excited?!

The feedback on Faithsong has been really good, and I hope to get more with each update. Thanks to everyone who took the time to read it. (And for not flogging me for my shameless self-promotion.)

(:

There's a lot that's floating around in my mind, and I'm trying to put it all down on paper the best way possible. I'm not really satisfied with anything so far, but when I am, I'll post. I've had a great guy to inspire me, and I'm so thankful for him.

Speaking of, I hope he knows he means everything to me. He's all I think about, and all I want to think about. Te quiero. :3

I heard this great song on a commercial, for the MacBook. It's called "New Soul" by Yael Naim, and if you haven't heard it, you should definitely take a listen. It's really different, and her voice is unique.

New Soul, by Yael Naim

I'm a new soul,
I came to this strange world
hoping I could learn a bit about how to give and take.
But since I came here,
felt the joy and the fear
finding myself making every possible mistake.

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...

I'm a young soul
in this very strange world hoping
I could learn a bit about what is true and fake.
But why all this hate?
Try to communicate.
Finding trust and love is not always easy to make.

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...

This is a happy end 'cause you don't understand
everything you have done, why's everything so wrong?

This is a happy end, come and give me your hand
I'll take your far away.

[Refrain]:
I'm a new soul,
I came to this strange world
hoping I could learn a bit about how to give and take.
But since I came here,
felt the joy and the fear
finding myself making every possible mistake.

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la....

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17353912/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17353912/ Sat, 15 Mar 2008 20:54:11 PDT Hi there.

So here's what up:

School is going way too fucking slowly. I want this school year to be over; it's basically been a waste of my life. I haven't learned anything worth learning or done anything worth doing. And it's really just sucked all around as far as school goes.

Next year I'll be at Hi-Point, doing something I WANT to do, learning something I WANT to learn.

/end complaint.


Beyond school, my head is finally falling for a guy my heart fell for ages ago. He knows who he is, but what he doesn't know is that I think the world of him. He is everything important to me in my life right now.

/end mush.

Back to school for a second. Friday night, Concert and Symphonic bands both competed for State qualification, and both bands succeeded! For the first time evereverever, Concert band received a I rating. Not bad for Suck Band, huh?

/end gloat.

Would you people that call yourselves watchers please read my latest addition to my gallery? It's a prose piece called Faithsong, and I swear it's worth the five minutes it takes to read it and comment. Even if all you say is "This is awful" or "This is great", I'll be satisfied. Those of you that know me know I'm not normally a comment whore, but this piece is important to me and I really want to know what people think.

/end comment-whore plead.

So that's everything. If you've got something to say, you know where to find me. (:

/end journal.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17107920/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17107920/ Thu, 28 Feb 2008 18:46:42 PST Busy bee!

That's what I've been lately. I've had a shot ton of homework in Algebra 2 (someone please tell me why I took Honors?) and then every night for the past two weeks I've had Driver's Ed for three hours. Tonight was the last night, though, and I can officially take my test for my license!

After I get my license, I fully intend to get a job so I can pay for my insurance while my parents (hopefully) pay for mi carro. Also, I want to get a different cell phone with a different carrier. Paying $30 bucks every 60 days is getting fucking old. I'm thinking Timmy Ho's doign whatever or Tumbleweed as a waitress.

And I'm getting my hair cut on Saturday! I can't wait, it's gonna be a big change because I'm getting a bob. It's so cute and shaggy, I love it. And maybe if I can wiggle it, I might get my hair colored.

I can't remember if I've updated about this, but I got accepted to the Cosmetology program at Ohio Hi-Point. I'll be going there next year, I can't wait. And my new guidance counselor (who was also my driver's ed instructor) is being so flexible with my schedule for next year that I'll be abl to stay in band AND take my state boards early.

As far as art goes, I haven't taken any decent photography in awhile. That muse came and went, unfortunately. But I've got a work in progress in prose, actually. I've been writing a story in Creative Writing 2, and I am pleasantly surprised that I like it. So I'll post it eventually and hopefully get some feedback.

Hasta la vista, bitches. <3

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17006020/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/17006020/ Fri, 22 Feb 2008 08:58:07 PST So it's almost a week after the fact, but here are the Solo and Ensemble ratings I said I'd post:

Clarinet Solo - Superior (I)
Clarinet Trio - Superior (I)
Clarinet Quartet - Excellent (II)
Clarinet Choir - Excellent (II)

It was an amazing day! I was so glad I got a Superior on my solo, I worked my ass off for it.

My other groups did really well, too, and I was so happy for us (:

Anyway, I realize no one really cares. But that's okay, I love you anyway.

Ciao <3

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/16772932/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/16772932/ Thu, 07 Feb 2008 16:21:33 PST Solo & Ensemble is ont the 16th of this month, and it'sreally the only thing I'm looking forward to at this point.

I'll be playing a Bb Clarinet Solo, "Piece in G Minor" by...Mozart? It's fairly challenging, but I've got the tricky bits worked out pretty well. It'll be my first event of the day, so I'm lucky there because my embouchure won't be worn out. Let's use our 11:11 wishes on me getting a I rating. (:

My next event is my Clarinet Trio with two of my friends, "Rondo" by Mozart. I play 3rd part in this piece and as long as I can remember to count, everything should go well, but in all honesty I'm expecting a II rating.

Following that is my Clarinet Quartet, "Andante and Minuetto" who's composer escapes me. I play 1st part in this piece and if things keep going this way, a I rating isn't so impossible.

And my final event of the day is the Clarinet Choir, "Irish Suite". I play 2nd part in this piece, and it's one of the most difficult things ever. I've been practicing my ass off on it though, and hopefully the other girls have, too. In all likelihood, we'll get a II rating.

I'll probably post all the ratings Saturday night or Sunday.

]]> ~spiker17 http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/16706552/ http://spiker17.deviantart.com/journal/16706552/ Sun, 03 Feb 2008 12:16:35 PST Better than last time.

How could I not be?

But still;

fuck it.



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