07
Feb
Cutie.
Esquire Theme by Matthew Buchanan
Social icons by Tim van Damme
07
Feb
Cutie.
Isn’t weird how you can feel emotion for someone you’ve never met?
02
Feb
but I don’t understand why anyone would want to make a living by sticking their hands in other people’s mouths. Are teeth really that fascinating? Everything about the dentist annoys me. First off, I hate it how they always ask you conversational questions when your mouth is full of fluorite or Mr. Thirsty…..how the hell am I supposed to answer?!
“So how’s school going? I hear you go to a Catholic school, how do you like it there?”
“Oooho, ittsaralllynioce. Itss allll gooowingoood.” *slobber drips down onto my shirt*
Next, if you are a dentist….please….for the sake of all the innocent patients, shave your ficken nose hair. My dentist has a bush coming out of his nose. No strike that, a jungle. How do I know this? - How can I not? He angles his head so my line of sight goes straight up his gross nostrils. okay. sorry for that one. Nasty image.
Lastly, that sound of the drill. Ahghh. Nail on a chalkboard. Simply horrific, and the way it vibrates against your teeth……ughhh.
Point: The Dentist’s Office sucks.
Dental Care is my lest favorite Owl City song….sorry Adam Young.
31
Jan
It’s Gettin’ Easy - Dear and the Headlights
I like this…I’ll have to look into their album. Do you own it?
27
Jan
Happy Song. SunSunSun…….lalala
Five Years Time by Noah and the Whale
22
Jan
that you can decipher what’s to come. As if they let you glimpse your future or what you’re to become. My dreams are not remembered, I wake up & I forget. My eyelids raise and gaze upon a dream-catcher’s silhouette. “You just catch the bad dreams, and let the good dreams through….” so why am I not dreaming? Have my dreams bid me adieu?
I’m a fan of this song.
18
Jan
garrr. You’d think I’d have it down by now.
the lights are dim and there’s a dingy smell of sweat & alcohol hovering in the air. I make my way to the edge of the pit and slowly wedge through the crowd. The atmosphere is buzzing at the speed of light, as mouths move with anticipation waiting for the bands to start. My tongue is saturated with the bitter tinge of excitement and my legs start to bounce up & down, eager to start dancing. I try to enjoy the stillness of the crowd while it lasts, because I know soon enough I’ll be pinned against the moist hot back of the scene kid in front of me…..my throat will be sandpaper – longing for water…my t-shirt will be garbage – drenched in sweat that’s not even mine….my ears will be ringing – deafened by the speakers I stood next to….my voice will be gone: Remind me why I put myself trough this? The curtains drop and the lights go wild, exploding in a blaze before my eyes. I hear the high pitched screams of fan girls and almost trip from the sudden surge of the crowd pushing forward. The band members dash on stage and simultaneously break into the first chord of a song. And in that one moment my mind goes blank with everything except for the music and my body jumps in time with the rhythm. Everything else forgotten….Oh, that’s why.