Dear Diary

I need a place to divert this...pent up creativity inside me. Being made of "win" isn't as easy as I thought it'd be.

Grrr. I wish I had something interesting to say.

The End.

One of THOSE summers

I've completely neglected this blog for quite some time. It's partly due to the fact that no one actually reads it. Mainly because I only felt the need to blog while I was still in New Zealand. But for the sake of adding an extra link on my myspace (how very bored of me...), I'll revive it.

I'm cheating. I already had a summer this year...and I was silly enough to think It would be the highlight of my year. Turns out this summer's gonna be a blast.

Prior to either summers, I never had a real summer. The ones people talk about in songs. The ones you see in music videos like the pumpkins' 1979...



I used to think Video Games and having family over constituted a good summer. And the outside world used to scare me. No, I wasn't a complete recluse. I just had other priorities. And of course back then, I had good friends. But I didn't really hang out with them. Saying "hang out" kinda sounds silly right now.

Undergoing a major priority shift, I had zero fun in my final six months of high school. American High School is far different from New Zealand High School in that, everyone's future in New Zealand is determined by the final exams of the final year of high school alone. So I got my head down. I refused to eat anything sweet...or fizzy (and considered Red Bull to be neither sweet nor fizzy...). I played no games. Well, I played one. Got sick of it. Never played again. I never went out (although I never really did prior). Never got drunk (nor will I ever).

When exams were just about finished, my priorities shifted again. I was to leave all my friends I'd ever known less than a month after. So I decided not to get back into my retarded gaming habits and did the "hanging out thing". And it makes me kinda sad, because we had a couple of great 1979 moments (one involving a pumpkin sort of thing, a tall building and a particularly early morning).

Then I lived with my cousins for a bit. Which was a blast. It was my other summer and, being probably the last summer I'd spend with my cousins for a very long time, I had an extra dose of blastnessness. I saw more places in the space of those two months than I'd seen in the past three years.

When I got to America in February, I did get a little side tracked. Not that there was anything to be side tracked from, because I had (and still have) nothing much to do until College starts in September. So I did the gaming thing. Got bored. Did the youtube trawling thing. Got bored. Did the movie thing. Got bored. Did the TV thing. Got Bored. I ended up spending all my time IMing with old friends in New Zealand. Time Difference killed me. I realized the impracticalities...and laid off it.

So then summer came. I didn't expect much. Or nothing. Then all of a sudden I was driving to NJ with a guy named Frank. Seeing Philly. Seeing Atlantic City. Meeting people...actual people. Being outside a majority of the time. Going to New York...twice. Was accosted by mean people. Bought things. Took pictures. Walked.

My life is full of Priority Shifts. And I'm pretty sure I wasted my winter not realizing the need for one. But I'm pretty sure if the opportunity arose now, I'd most definitely know what to do.

I coined my phrase "chillax" awhile ago (and when I say coined, I mean, stole off someone on TV). It does my head in realizing that I could have found out what the word meant sooner.

Meh.

I'm usually against labels...

i am an indie snob!




How indie are you? test by ridethefader

You're just too cool for school, aren't you? You're pretty narrow minded
and opinionated with regards to music (and probably most other things
as well). But you're allowed to be, because you really are better
than everyone else. You take pride in obscurity.
You probably prefer vinyl too, you elitist bitch.

And then...I did it

I think it was Paul McCartney who said, when asked how he went about writing songs with John Lennon; "There are two things that John and I did to write songs. First we sat down, and then we wrote songs."

I'll leave you to interpret that however you want.

For now though, "The Great Emo Debate" has launched. Think of TGED as a gigantic novel and you'll get through it just fine. I'd be happy to involve more authors with valid opinions and levelled heads...maybe in the future.

So go. Grab a biscuit or 5, make yourself a warm drink and prepare for ultimate numbness. www.thegreatemodebate.blogspot.com

babai

BDO 2007, Sold Out at 19 days to go!!!

I'm definitely going now. I've even made a little timetable. I'm so pumped it's not funny. Yes siree, there is absolutely no way I'm going to miss Kasabian and Muse, seeing as I highly doubt they'd go to America. And HOT CHIP! Hehehe. Excited. Possibly even more excited than I was last year, and that was Kings of Leon and the White Stripes. And who cares if I'm flying semi-solo during it? You can't hold hands and mosh!

And if I don't end up going, which I highly doubt...$600 bucks for 2 tickets!!!
http://www.trademe.co.nz/Music-instruments/Concert-tickets/auction-83822094.htm