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A Sailor's Journal
|Long Time No Blog..
|Man It seems like I haven't blogged it up in forever. |
Since the last time Obama has been named Pres and I couldn't be happier.
Running straight A's in all my classes surprisingly.
SOOOOOO stoked for Quantum of Solace. Midnight showing for sure.
Then the Underoath/Saosin concert on the 20th alone with the midnight showing of Twilight with a bunch of ladies. haha Should be fun....
Then the week after that my parents leave for a week and I have the house all to myself again. That means party time, hot tub time, and what ever else time I would like.
I know I'm forgetting some stuff, but I'll throw it up here when I remember.
"I searched the earth for the worst ways to let you down. Because you don't deserve shit, and I didn't deserve this"
I just remembered something I was thinking about the other night.
I Fucking Love Brand New. Deja Entendu, is not only my single most favorite album probably ever, but it has impacted my life so much. I realize this the other night as I lie in bed wondering what to listen to as I fall asleep.
I can always come back to that album and listen all the way through, not skip a single song, and not miss a single line. The words spill from my mouth effortlessly like the words are my very own. I met Jesse Lacey one time, but If I ever met him again I would thank him for making such an amazing cd that has affected me and helped me through my life unlike any other.
I'm not over exaggerating, I listened to this album every single night my whole High School career.
As I've told many people The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot will be played at my funeral.
I'm planning on getting lines from each song tattooed on my body at some point.
I can play pretty much every song from that cd on guitar.
I flew to see BN play live in New Orleans at the original House of Blues.
My love for this band runs blood deep.
So much more I liked to say, but I'll keep it to myself at the moment.
hope everyones doing good.
|Tags: Brand New, Twilight, Saosin, Underoath, James Bond, Morning Call, Good times to come