Keeping Out of Direct Sunlight

We are the ones with the radiating eyes. We are the Ones who have a fire inside. We are the ones only we can recognize. We've been rejected (we've been rejected)- Suffered the ignorance, suffered the selfishness, been pushed so far down now comes our time to surface. Turn from the light, that made them all go blind. We've been protected (we've been protected) ALL ARISE TO WHAT WE BRING,OUTSTRETCHED HANDS, UNFOLDED WINGS. We've hurt ourselves, and I feel the sting of broken hearts and burning wings...

Friday, April 13, 2007

You know who I want to meet? A punk. Ever since I saw Valley Girl, the punk attitude seems intoxicating. It fascinates me so much. Plus I like the style. I really want to meet a real punk, someone who is punk at heart. It’s more than just a genre of music, it’s a lifestyle. I don’t know where that came from but it was in my mind so I thought I should share. You remember me saying how there are just those people that fascinate the hell out of me? Well punks are a few of those people. The people who are usually considered "outsiders" are usually the ones who fascinates me. I don’t know what it is about these people but they just draw me in. Actually you know who I really want to meet? That boy I saw on orientation. Oh my, yeah…I don’t know why he popped into my head but I don’t mind him there. Man did he have awesome hair! I doubt I’ll ever see him though, it was like a once in a lifetime meeting…well once in a lifetime glance. Sigh, oh well. But really, that boy had both Steve and I taking second glances. Ah, I still remember the conversation.
"Wow."
"I know."
"Alicia-"
"Oh, I know! I see!"
Then he walked by us and Steve and I both kind of stopped but quickly remembered we were in the middle of the street. And then I hoped that he went to Stadium and well I’ve never seen him again so I guess he doesn’t but then again he looked like19. I giggled like a little schoolgirl afterwards, actually I was like in awe and shock, partly speechless. He had beautiful black hair much like Davey’s and I remember liking his clothes and well the rest is sorta a blur. I didn’t get a great look at his face though I think I recall a lip ring. I just remember thinking, "Oh my god!" then shock and just simply in wow. I wouldn’t be surprised if my mouth was hanging open. I had never reacted that badly before, it was kinda an amazing feeling. I don’t feel like that very often so it was fun. Wow I really enjoyed that little flashback, haha. Now I’m going to ask Steve if he remembers that guy. Doubt he doesn’t, I mean who could! I remember talking to Monica after orientation about him. We were talking about how if I ever saw him again it would be fate and I would have to talk to him. Well I guess it wasn’t fate, lol. Oh I also remember he was fairly tall too. Well seemed tall to me so that’s not saying much. I usually say guys are cute or beautiful or something along those lines but I will say it, this guy was hot.

This is completely off topic of that guy’s hotness but I just realized that I am sort of a romantic. I am listening to Goodbye, We’re Falling Fast by Aiden and going over Megan and mine’s dance and well thinking of how beautiful and romantic the song is and then I was thinking of writing a poem and that got me thinking of my poems and how love is a big topic and so I guess I’m sorta a romantic. And that is a very long run-on sentence that Word is freaking over. All of Aiden’s songs are romantic well most of them are. How empty are the answers? I like that line. WiL can be attractive but honestly sometimes his make-up is odd and kind of creepy. Actually he’s kind of a creepy guy. In a fanfic, wiL is my boyfriend, haha. Obviously Davey and Jade were taken. I don’t have a big role in the story though because I don’t know the girl very well. I don’t talk much in the story, I’m usually just making out with wiL. It makes me laugh and though the girl has Davey all wrong in the story, I still read it just because I’m in it and its semi entertaining. I get a kick out of Fanfics, well some. Some of them have way too much sex for me. I prefer some plot. I read one and the girl pretty much just had sex with Davey over and over. Boring and disturbing, I mean this are like girls younger than me and if I were Davey, I would be flattered but slightly disturbed at these stories. WiL is a fan of AFI…just a random fact for you. And yes he spells his name wiL. He’s just cool like that. Man has he had a tough life though. Heroine addiction, living on the streets, seeing friends kill themselves right in front of him, and such. Die Romantic is about his friend who killed herself by shooting herself right in front of him. I really like whispering in songs, the fast chaotic whispering like in The Midnight Sun by AFI and in I Set My Friends on Fire by Aiden. You know what, I was thinking and all those people who think that like AFI is following the "emo" trend and like their style and such. But like that’s crazy because AFI are the elders of it, they started it. They have been around longer than the "trend." So to those people, I say, "Ha ha ha, losers!" They are above you all. They be gods! I’m tired. I shall read. From your cold hands and your dead eyes. Now I really like that line. I have 125 pages left of The Blood of the Fold. My grandparents were born in the Great Depression. Hmm and near the dust bowl. I just calculated that they were born in about 1936. I’m cool like that. You like how this post has changed? You know what? I don’t get any comments. *Tear* Actually no one really reads this so I don’t really expect comments. I probably wouldn’t know if I got one. It would be like a foreign substance to me. We had trouble at the gas station. I still have sand in my shoes. I’ve just gone through all 19 of my Aiden songs. I wonder what I should listen to next. Well right after this song. She cuts the blade although it’s much too dull. I say she’s all alone fighting for redemption. I know little pain, a little lust. I lose myself at night to feel the rush of tearing my skin apart. Take this sadness and close your eyes love. And now its Fall Out Boy, just a tad different. I’m gonna go read, ciao!

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