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Wednesday, 10 September 2008

  • Currently Listening
    Mute Math
    By Mute Math
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    i just wrote something. i write such mainstream lyrics. i'm sorry i'm not at all poetic and abstract.
    some artists piss me off with their intellectual lingo. why do they write songs that nobody can understand?
    ah-but that is the beauty of writing huh. the beauty of music.
    like art. art looked in different ways mean different things to different people.
    everyone gathers their own ideas and imaginations
    yes, i agree, that's what makes it art
    anyway i'm tired.
    here.


    for some reason the beginning reminds me of the Pocahontas song because of my selection of the word: moon.
    i promise it's more kickass though.

    have you ever felt the wind blow the course of your direction
    did you ever have the moon mislead you and you fell apart, i have

    where do we go from here, where do we go

    reach out your hands
    eyes opened wide
    what i have inside is burning
    reach out your hands
    eyes opened wide
    what i have inside is burning-passion

    have you ever felt this way before
    when all you've got is the passion inside your heart
    and you're screamin out
    cause you want the world to hear you out

    time is in your hands wrapped inside your fingers
    don't let it slip just make the best of it

    reach out your hands
    eyes opened wide
    what i have inside is burning
    reach out your hands
    eyes opened wide
    what i have inside is burning-passion

    btw, i suck @ grammar.
    whatevs~
    all the cool people break the songwriting rules
    jyeah

    peace and goodnight

Monday, 08 September 2008

  • why

    why,

    this is a vent blog. i don't hate. but i hate gossip and dirt. so this is a why vent blog.

    why do fobs freaking gossip so much? the only thing i hear out of their mouths is how messed up one person is,
    how slutty they are. they go through names of all these people who are sluts, messed up, and nobody likers.
    why do you care so much about other people and how not goodish they are?

    why,
    do nonchristians never seem to respect or understand my morals and what i stand for? they don't have to understand.
    I UNDERSTAND. but why can't they have a bit of respect for why i don't wanna do the things they love. the things that are goooddd. i admit, being part of that fun feels reallll goood. but i don't like it to be my lifestyle.
    WHyyy can't you just let me be and respect me for thatttt?? i don't care about one night stands. i'm a person with integrity faith and morals and my body will not be given like that.
    drinking is fun but i don't want to let it consume my life. you're intoxicating my air!

    whyyyyy do some people think so weird and messed up? just because you believe and have your opinion on things  doesn't mean you have to talk to me like that is the way it should be and explain. it makes me feel like you think i'm dumb for thinking another way.
    whyyy can't you just respect me for mine like i do to yours (even though i secretly think you are waYYY off and wrong)

    whyyyyy is it that all the potential guys i've been meeting recently all turn out to be manwhores?

    whyyyyyyyyy

    yeah. i know why. haha. blahhh.
    : people are just different.
    and stooopid =P haha just kidding. but yeah.
    man people can't a nice girl get some lovin and respect!sheesh!

Friday, 20 June 2008

Saturday, 14 June 2008

  • In the light of the sun,
    Is there anyone?
    Oh it has begun.
    Oh dear, you look so lost,
    Eyes are red
    And tears are shed,
    This world you must've crossed.
    You said,

    You don't know me,
    And you don't even care, oh yeah,
    She said,
    You don't know me,
    And you don't wear my chains, oh yeah.
    Yeah.
     
    Essential yet appealed,
    Carry all your thoughts
    Across an open field,
    When flowers gaze at you,
    They're not the only ones
    Who cry when they see you
    You said,

    You don't know me,
    And you don't even care, oh yeah,
    She said,
    You don't know me,
    And you don't wear my chains, oh yeah.

    She said I think I'll go to Boston.
    I think I'll start a new life.
    I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name.
    I'll get out of California, I'm tired of the weather,
    I think I'll get a lover and fly 'em out to Spain.
    I think I'll go to Boston.
    I think that I'm just tired.
    I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind.
    I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of Sunset,
    I hear it's nice in the summer, some snow would be nice, oh yeah.

    You don't know me,
    And you don't even care, oh yeah,

    Boston, where no one knows my name
    Where no one knows my name
    Where no one knows my name

    Boston, where no one knows my name.

                                                                                   -Augustana "Boston"

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    Mmmm. Good stuff. Simple. But speaks so tenderly to my dear heart.
    This is how I've been feeling. Mostly jaded by the people here. I know that's unfair to say. But left, right, wherever I go. I'm left jaded.

    Oh how easy and simple it is to just pack up and leave. Me in my own world, my spontaneous adventures, I would up and leave tonight if I could. I would if I had the money to. : ) Heeh... How inviting and tempting it is to just runaway from this town and the crowd of faces that act like they care. Maybe it's not a good thing that I can see right through people and what their eyes tell.

    Mmm.. California and their laid back attitude but materialistic environment? New York where people mind their own businesses, walking around with their noses up in the air, always in a rush, or Nashville? Where everything is just a bit toned down and everyone plays country on their radio?

    hahah ohhhhh i know.
    this is just me being dramatic.
    : ]
    poo!

Friday, 13 June 2008

  • i colored some strands blue again. haha. i colored my hair pink, yellow, blue, purple, black, brown, red. i don't think i'll do orange or green though... yuck. i like coloring plp's hair too. so if u want some fun, hollah and let me do something to your hair. let me be creative and cut your hair or give some spice to your hair with some funky colors. i refuse to do brown or black (unless your white : P )

    2574347055_ea05b80b8e

    wassssAap duuude!!! =D

    another spontaneous moment. so basically text conversation with me and friend:

    s: dude, i feel like getting a tattoo
    j: yeah, i want another one too
    s: you wanna get one tonight?!?!?!!!
    j: yah i'm down for that

    and so we drive to the city late at night for our adventure.

    ..and.... that was the last i saw of him hahah. he stood me up for a concert he was supposed to help me with. punk!

    2574359667_ffc41db8fb 2574355955_1100118348 "talitha kuom" in arabic. thanks to steph plant who wrote it out for me : ]

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