I forgot the directions! Well, you just put your music player at random and put the first song that comes up in each catergory DON'T CHEAT!


Opening Credits: The Good Life- Weezer (BADASS!)

Waking Up: Screaming Infedelities- Dashboard Confessionals

First Day At School:Level-Raconteurs

Falling In Love: The Dope (Wonderful You) Dandy Warhols

Breaking Up: Butterfly-Weezer (how appropriete)

Prom:Hypnotize-S.O.A.D

Life's Okay: Mexico-Cake

Mental Breakdown: Goodbye My Lover- James Blunt

Driving:Gasoline Dreams-Outkast

Flashback: Come together - I Wonder-Kanye West

Getting Back Together: Galaxy Bounce-Crystal Method

Birth of Child: Sing For Absolution-Muse

Wedding Scene: A Perfect Sonnet-Bright Eyes (aw that would be awesome!)

Final Battle:Shiver-Maroon 5

Death Scene:Golden Slumbers-Beatles (lol that is too funny)

Funeral Song: Black Horse and  a Cherry Tree KT Tutinstall

End Credit: Situation - Leprachauns Arise-Bassnectar

I LOVE THE NEW HEADER FOR LIVEJOURNAL!!!

Does that make me an uber dork? Does saying uberdork make me one?

Questions questions.

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I am unsure about this one. I might re-edit it later, but this is what I have now, enjoy!

Haha I just HAVE to add the lyrics to this song by Gym Class Heroes, because it has a million emo band refferences in it. 

I know everyone says it, but I will say it too. Travi is fiiiinnnnneeeeeee. 

here is the lyrics/ video


"Taxi Driver"

I took cutie for a ride in my deathcab
She tipped me with a kiss I dropped her off at the meth lab
Before she left she made a dashboard confessional
And spilled her guts in cursive but whats worse is
I could still see her bright eyes like sunny day real estate
Oh my and in a funny way the ceiling tastes
So high but no chance
My little chemical romance left a bad taste in my mouth
But I approached her like hey mercedes why the long face
Why you cryin? theres no need
Just put on this coheed and fallout
Boy meets girl jimmy eat world
But Schlep eats pills till hes all out
Not once not twice she was thrice times a lady
Mackin on brand new, but I had to
Bounce over to the postal service to
Pick up these pills that take care of my nervousness
And all the way I saw planes and mistook 'em for stars
She played games but she took em too far
At the drive in
Watching soft porn and you can tell
By the trail of the dead, that there was somethin in the popcorn
I hop in my cab destination midtown
Just to get up with some kids that like to get down
I'd made my rounds and that was that
In between the frowns and scraps and heart attacks
And I remember I seen her ass in early november
On a Thursday taking back Sunday for a refund
She shot a wink like no hard feelings
Then she jetted to brazil man them pills had me spun

This is the story of the year right here
This is hot water music
Put ya ramen into it


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So i made a new video, and I don't know if it is good or not. hrmm. I might do some touch ups on it later.

This one was intended to be supercool indie type conversation/thought provoking. But I could hear myself being a little weird in the background.

I swear I had a lot of sugar, I rarely sound like that. Rarely being the key word.

Besides that I think I did a sooper awsome job, who really knows though? thats why Im posting it right now

MY FIRST VIDEO!!!!!!!!! OMG. MY GHETTO CAMERA WAS THE BEST IDEA EVERRRRRRRRR

I am surrounded by people who don't even know me.

How did I get to this spot?

I guess I should be satisfied

Grandma is dead. Grandma is dead.


I don't even know where to begin.

It burns through me and eats at me.


I can't even cry.

So when people ask me....what are you majoring in, this will no longer follow but uhhhhhhummmmmahhhhhh dental hygeine? IT WILL NOW BE QUICKLY RESPONDED WITH LIBERAL ARTSSSSSS!!!!!!

*cabbage patch*

so yes. It isnt dental hygeine, but technically I can't claim that bad boy yet, its all about being liberal, with art or something! woot

I have gained an incredible respect for Herman Mellville today. I read Moby Dick a few years ago and HATED IT! but after I read a little about his life, I am inspired. He lived with a native tribe, was in debtor's prison, wrote books about native people's, was canned continuously..I wanna be Herman Mellville....

Anyhoo, I am 20 now, viente! I am also broke. More so than i have ever been in my entire life. It is slightly scary, but I stopped caring a little while ago. I still love my life...to an extent. I work at longs, making a dollar fifty less an hour than rite aid AND its harder, but I dont ever have to know if I was off the day before, so its sorta worth it...Also, I get an hour paid lunch break.

Recently, I have been searching inward for answers, which sounds stupid, but It isn't. I act and re-act more on a what you must do level, and less on a habit basis now. It is a work in progress sorta deal.

I am writing plays again. This time, there actually finished. I will be putting one or two on this year for school. I have already written 3 or four. It really is a process, not an innate talent. lol.

I have to wake up at 4 am and finish packing tonight I AM FUCKING FREAKED! GODDAMN!

I AM GOING BIATCHHHHH?!!?!?!

red hot chili peppers
wolfmother
modest mouse
the subways


AND A LOT MORE, HECK YES!

*happydance*

The last week has been one of confusion. I am loving and loathing the thought of leaving. Seattle never was home, no matter how badly I wanted it to be, and the rockstar dream that I so faithfully poured my soul into became only half truths, in which I was a bystander, never a participant.

I have come to realize that no matter how many concerts, or how many attempts made to fit in, I just won't here unless I was a different person. I am not ready to change. If I were thinner, or trendy than things would have been different.

If I was in school or less guarded then that would have helped too.

HOMELESS QUOTE OF THE DAY:

"jesus may love you, but skippy don't give a fuck"

thank you homeless people for your insightfull and quirky outlooks

I am going to be going to a these arms are snakes concert today with katie. it should be coo'

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I dont feel like saying anything, i just wanted to do so anyways

I am going back to maui, by choice. I got sick of seattle then I said, I want to finish college...damnit! so I a going back. I wont miss the mass of homoginized white kids, the sickening consumerism, the lack of substance for trendiness and the lonliness. I will miss everything else though.

So I totally got a job, I start on Tuesday. I am in the most fantastic library of all time. It is a gigantic glass building with all these weird angles and it is 11 floors. The architecture was done by a crrrazy man. The elevators, and escalators are neon yellow, and there is a random lipstick red mouth hole to lead to the conference floor.

I am in this gigantic room with at least 200 computers labeled "the mixing chamber" and its all reds and asian art inspired black. In a few minutes I will be going to the dvd section. OMG they have a conveyor belt for returning the books its like FABULOUS!

Life in the city for the island girl is good. I feel acclimated and at one with everything. I am taking the buses like an old pro, and everything is good.

John broke up with me yesturday. It was the distance, but honestly I think its because he wanted me to commit, and he knew that it would freak me out if he did. I am not freaking out, but I do feel like an umbilical cord has been yanked out of my heart...whatever that means.

I LOVE THE CITY. the library is even open on sundays!

So I went to my first seattle party yesturday. It was hosted by the semi-frat boys that live upstairs. Pretty awsome, most of them were high and drunk. There was one guy who was a drama boy, I forget his name, and this other gay frat boy who also lives in the house that kept laughing for no reason.

One guy in the house is from Hawaii, he and his hawaiian friend were singing the worst of the worst hawaiian music that I thought I escaped when I left. It was pretty chill, I made some friends and what not.

Also, today I went out for breakfast and I slept until 6 in the afternoon when I came back. I was so dissapointed that I missed everything, so I have left my house again only its late at night and kinda iffy walking home.I ate at this really cheap chinese place, and gave my leftovers to some homeless goth kids. Its really weird that people are so scared of homeless, I think its cruel to walk by and pretend that there not there, but at the same time I am terrified of being mugged. Katie made me buy pepper spray, but I am too lathargic to remove it from its impossible plastic molding. So far I have gotten a japanese edition of vouge, and I am going to buy a book, some coffee, and juice for tommorow before heading on home.

Tommorow, I am going to try and register for an english class at the college, and go to pike place with katie to buy some cheap awsome vegetables, and maybe some house plants.

Yesturday, John and I broke up for a night, then I woke up talked to a friend, got pannicy and took it back. I think this is going to be a hard road for us BUT I NEVER WANT TO GO BACK....EVER. I dont regret leaving anymore, I am just happy that I am here.

I am now, officially in Seattle. I live in an awsome part of town in a beautiful house with frat boy housemates. I never see them cause they all live upstairs, but any given moment, they are sitting in the dark watching the game...creepy.

I have found that it is hard to get a job here, I never really thought about it, but you need a resume and shit as well as a cover letter. That stuff is hard. Even hole in the walls are hard to work at. I love the place, but its hard because I feel like no one would notice if i dropped off the earth. Its strange. T


Today I got lost after I went grocery shopping and wandered around neighborhoods for half an hour looking for my house. One of the bags broke, and I had to shove the contents in my purse. It wasnt too bad, just different. Right now I am a weird blue place (lighting) that is just for gamers. I am just typing, but its only 5 dollars an hour and its pretty weird clasic, there is a japanese neo boy who haphazardly got up from his game, and an anime character girl who was watching,you guessed it anime that rung me up. it is sooo weird, and awsome. I love it!