2/06/2010

And whatever else you'd like to think I am.



And so,
with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.

- The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald.


Books:
  • The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald.
  • The Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger. [R.I.P.]
  • Me Talk Pretty One Day, David Sedaris.
  • Beautiful Creatures, Kami Garcia.
  • Tricks, Ellen Hopkins.
  • The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, Shaffer & Barrows.



Music:
  • Misery Business (Age of Rockets Remix), Age of Rockets/Paramore.
  • We Are Your Friends, Justice.
  • The First and The Last Time, Electric Valentine.
  • Neon Genesis, DJ S3RL.
  • The Funeral, Band of Horses.
  • Audacity of Huge, Simian Mobile Disco.
  • Crimewave, Crystal Castles.
  • Untrust Us, Crystal Castles.
  • No Typical Thursday Night, The Downtown Fiction.
  • But The Nuns Are Watching, I Set My Friends On Fire.
  • Anything by the A Rocket to The Moon and Breathe Carolina.



In a nutshell:
  • I'm getting a Canon 1000d because I'm a n00b, tomorrow. I am actually incredibly excited for this because I don't really have anything else to do with my life. With band more than likely being taken away [because none of us seem to be fighting for it at the moment], I'll have nothing to do. Photography and art classes are being taken out too, so there goes my whole life. I'm determined to be a photographer however, so to hell with it all. I learn on my own, after all. No point in taking a class that I'll more than likely not pay attention to.
  • The weather here is going in bipolar mode again. I swear, every week it looks different. I'm going to miss this all when next week comes around. [Oh wait, isn't that tomorrow?]
  • RANT: I'm really sick of people making fun of my music interests and things. I really don't have a concern if you like it or not, but being a bitch about it is really upsetting. Telling me how much of a disliking you have toward my favourite artists isn't going to change my opinion. And that goes the same for convincing me that your music is so much better. If I care more about actual musically interesting songs than lyrically interesting [even though I prefer both of those things to be quality] artists, you're not going to change my opinion. All you're doing is being annoying and immature as hell. I am sorry that I think differently.
  • I haven't really been happy, lately. In fact, I think I'm sad.

You know that feeling when you act out of your skin, and you feel great. The one where you’re barely surfing a wave, just barely, standing on the edge of the universe. When the sudden urge to scream and shout and run to who knows where jolts you out of your seat. Where you don’t really know where you are, where you came from, and don’t really give a damn where you’re going. You’re smiling and laughing, and not knowing your elbow from your ass for a few seconds. That feeling. And then someone ruins it, and you know you were meant to stay cooped up inside a shell.

Yeah, I know.



hi im jason and im fruity as hell :] stephanie's going to be pissed when she sees this so shhhhh

and I wasn't the most interesting person in the past, if I am at all as of now. that older posts link is just another word for self torture.