I'm baaaaaaaack!

Oh, that quote from Jack the Ripper is quite jolly.  "Oh, what a jolly good lark."  That is another.  This could go on for days.

Anyways, on a theatrical note, I saw that Hannibal Rising movie.  It totally brought my whole 'love for murder' thing that I have like crazy sometimes.  I am really good at loving murderers when I want to.  And what's better than a murderer that eats the flesh of his victims?  Oh, and the guy looks like Brendan Urie.  It's super fantastic.  Right now, I am watching Corpse Bride.  This movie makes me cry sometimes.  This morning is not one of those times though. 

Hm...I think I will go running today.  I love eating candy.  I want some right now.  I have to find some.  Oh, well.  I don't need twenty more pounds.  Ugh.

I watched a movie with Bette Midler today and I love her.  Sure, she isn't a murderer, but she totally could be.  She just fits the part of a crazy lady.  She is super awesome!  Tim Burton is an amazing guy.  I wish I was wearing a white tux.  That would ROCK!!!  I wish spiders would sing to me.

So, I posted that tour schedule I am going to follow.  It will rock.  By this time, next year, people will know about me.  They will know I was made for fame.  They will know.  I know it.  I can feel it.  Now to leave you and try to write a song is my goal.  Sorry for long random blogs.  I try to keep them sweet and short, but meh.

I was totally in a Clown suit as a baby!!  DEAD BABY!!!  :)

My Tour Conquest:  [The] Blackboard Decals First Tour

For all times, add 30 minutes to each time for estimated time.

 

Saturday, May 31, 2008—Alamosa, Colorado

 

• For our first performance, we will stay at a local level.  Probably at the Brewery or Milagros.  We will schedule a night performance, so we can spend the day touching up what needs to be touched up.
• We are in the town.  We will just go home.
• Not many miles.  We could actually walk to these shows…

 

Sunday, June 1, 2008—Pueblo, Colorado

 

• The second performance will involve getting up and going to Pueblo.  While the area is still needed to be figured out, it will probably take place in a bar or some small venue.  It is scheduled the day after our Alamosa performance because it will seem like a kick in the face (that we really need).
• We will drive back after the show.  Believe me, we will have enough energy to do it.
• From Alamosa, 125 miles, 2 hours.

 

Tuesday, June 3, 2008—Denver, Colorado

 

• Our third performance is scheduled with a day off between performances.  This reason being is that if we are really going to be big hits in the big city, we have to have mad practice skills.  We will drive to Denver for a show at a bar or (I really wish we can play here) the Fillmore.
• We will drive home or sleep in the van.  We don’t want to spend too much money, and the next stop for us will be in Nebraska so…  We will decide before we go to Denver that morning.
• From Alamosa, 230 miles, 4 hours.  From Pueblo, 105 miles, 2 hours.

 

Thursday, June 5, 2008—Lincoln, Nebraska

 

• Our first out-of-state show will take place here.  We will enjoy a nice night and during the show mention Pete’s birthday.  We will probably play in a bar or a small venue.  Nothing too big, but something that will get us noticed.
• That night, we will sleep in the van or continue driving.  The next stop is Kansas City; it’s a couple of hours from Lincoln.
• From Alamosa, 690 miles, 10.5 hours.  From Denver, 460 miles, 8.5 hours.

 

Friday, June 6, 2008—Kansas City, Missouri

 

• We are going to play at a bar or small venue.  TBA.  I am working things out right now, but we will have to give it our all, like every show…
• For the evening hours, we will probably want to drive.  Cedar Rapids isn’t so far away, but it would be smart to get there as soon as possible.  This ends Week 1 of our tour.  Score!
• From Lincoln, 195 miles, 3 hours.

 

Saturday, June 7, 2008—Cedar Rapids, Iowa

 

• Same thing:  small venue or bar.  TBA.  The reason I chose this city is because the name is really, really cool, and so we can say “I played in Cedar Rapids, yo!”  It would just rock is all…
• After the show, we are driving.  Madison and I are pretty used to no sleeping, so will drive till we get near Chicago.  We will find a cheap hotel a couple of hours outside of town to stay in for a couple of days.  We will need to shower.
• From Kansas City, 340 miles, 5 hours.

 

Monday, June 9, 2008—Chicago, Illinois

 

• HECK YES!!  This is totally what we want: a Chicago show!  We will go and play at any place that will have us.  Probably a really, really small basement or something.  We don’t want to get a band rep in the greatest city EVER!!!
• After the show, we will drive back to our room and sleep.  Unless, we can find people that will love us enough to let us stay with them.
• From Cedar Rapids, 260 miles, 4 hours.

 

Wednesday, June 11, 2008—Chicago, Illinois

 

• This one will go smoother.  This will have been our third day in Chicago, and we will have a little bit of comfort.  We will play at a bar or a garage.  Pretty much anyone that will have us…
• During the sleeping hours, we should probably like to get back to our room.  Or stay with a groupie.  We are nice people.  We won’t hurt you, as long as you love us, of course.
• We will stay in Chicago/wherever our hotel is.

 

Friday, June 13, 2008—Chicago, Illinois

 

• Friday.  We should like to play the biggest show that we can.  We will look for ANYWHERE to take us in and let us entertain.  This will be our blow out performance, hopefully the one that gets us recognized.
• Afterwards, the same old story.  If anyone wants to offer their crib, they will.  If they don’t, then back to our small hotel with us.  Totally the end of Week 2.  Let’s make it worthwhile.
• We will stay in Chicago/wherever our hotel is.

 

Saturday, June 14, 2008—Chicago, Illinois

 

• Our final night.  I will miss Chicago on this day.  I want this one to be an ode to Fall Out Boy.  We will play in a total underground area and have as much fun as we can.  It will be our greatest show yet.
• We will probably drive after this.  Or party.  Whatever we do, we have to get some sleep and a shower!!!
• We will stay in Chicago/wherever our hotel is.

 

Sunday, June 15, 2008—Lafayette, Indiana

 

• So, this day has been set aside for Madison.  This is your day.  We will get to see your relatives and such.  Enjoy this day.  You better.  For the show, it is totally your pick.  Take some initiative and plan it well.
• We will spend the night with her relatives (if they don’t mind, of course).  This will result in getting up pretty early to get to Ohio in time.
• From Chicago, (plus time in Terre Haute) 320 miles, 6 hours.

 

Monday, June 16, 2008—Columbus, Ohio

 

• Today, we will play at a small place.  Not too big, not too shabby.  We will really want to just make friends.  If you live here, make us your new best friends!!!
• Tonight, hopefully new friends will let us stay with them.  Please?  Thanks.  If not, we are in the van for the evening.
• From Terre Haute, 265 miles, 4 hours.

 

Tuesday, June 17, 2008—Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania (Johnstown)

 

• This is a great town.  I want to be here like crazy.  It has been my dream to go to Johnstown ever since I found out about it on Yahoo! Maps.  So, yeah.  We are making a side trip sometime.  We will play a small show, what a freaking surprise!!!
• Pittsburgh is a nice town with nice people.  Let us stay with someone hopefully.  I can also live in the van too.
• From Columbus, 195 miles, 3 hours.

 

Wednesday, June 18, 2008—Lancaster, Pennsylvania

 

• I don’t know why we are going to play at a bar here.  It just seems to fit, you know.  Like candy and pants: they just go together.
• Let us stay with you or hate us in our van.  Jerks…
• From Pittsburgh, 260 miles, 4 hours.

 

Friday, June 20, 2008—Point Pleasant Beach, New Jersey

 

• So, there was this dream I had once where Laura and I were at the beach.  It was pretty much amazing and stuff.  So, I want to dedicate this day to you.  And it is totally a Friday.
• Laura will probably find someone for us to stay with.  She will master the art by this point.  She better.  I mean, this is the end of week 3.
• From Lancaster, 150 miles, 2.5 hours.

 

Saturday, June 21, 2008—Richmond, Virginia (Or wherever Oscar is…)

 

• Today, we will be visiting my grandpa Oscar.  He will probably have some really good words of advice and stuff.  He will also, probably, help us if we are running out of money at this point.  We will do something small.  We just want to get noticed!!!
• It’s Saturday night.  Let’s party!!  And then sleep in our cozy van.
• From Point Pleasant, 400 miles, 6 hours.

 

Monday, June 23, 2008—Greenville, South Carolina

 

• We will have to make a side trip to Moorsville, North Carolina on our way here.  It is home to Dale Earnhardt, Jr.  My mom loves him and I plan on getting her a souvenir.  Small show as usual…
• I don’t think that we will be too accepted, but let’s rock it and just chill.  We can get it done.
• From Richmond, 400 miles, 6 hours.

 

Wednesday, June 25, 2008—Atlanta, Georgia

 

• This will be a cool place.  Panic! played here once.  And Madison and I wanted to be there.  So, we will invite everyone that went to that show to come see us.  LOVE US!!!
• I will be far too grumpy and smelly at this point.  I might need a shower really, really bad right now.
• From Greenville, 150 miles, 2.5 hours.

 

Thursday, June 26, 2008—Baton Rouge, Louisiana

 

• Let’s go to the bayous.  It will rock.  Small show.  And if you loved us, we will avoid the humidity.  JOHN HATES HUMIDITY!!
• We will have to do something about the humidity at this point.  Now.  It’s insane how much humidity there is going to be.  Eww…Ball Sweat Pizza…
• From Atlanta, 540 miles, 8 hours.

 

Friday, June 27, 2008—Austin, Texas

 

• I have friends here.  Let’s take showers and play anew in this town of vast music.  They have a really nice festival here every year.  I will enter it someday.  Oh, yeah.  And the day after the show, we have to go to Waco Mall.  It will be pretty much great.  Let’s aim for a big show.
• Let’s go through a huge sleep tonight.  I want to look pretty sometime during the end of this show.  So, yeah.  An end to week 4 as well.  Ahh…an end to our tour virginity…
• From Baton Rouge, 450 miles, 7 hours.

 

Saturday, June 28, 2008—Oklahoma City, Oklahoma

 

• Small show, weird state.  I mean that in the best possible way.  Let’s play here and enjoy the people.  I like Oklahomans!
• Stay up and drive or sleep in van.  Let’s not do too much.  We want to make the last shows the greatest.
• From Austin, 410 miles, 6 hours.

 

Sunday, June 29, 2008—Albuquerque, New Mexico

 

• Let’s have a big show.  Remember when Pete beat up that security guard?  Good times…Let’s remember this show.
• Sleep in van.  Say prayers too.  It will totally be Sunday.
• From Oklahoma City, 560 miles, 8 hours.

 

Monday, June 30, 2008—Santa Fe, New Mexico

 

• Big show.  Nothing much to say.  We better be missed is all I guess.
• Sleep in van or get to Alamosa that night.  Life is good.  J
• From Albuquerque, 65 miles, 1 hour.

 

Tuesday, July 1, 2008—Alamosa, Colorado

 

• The last stop on our tour is back at home.  We will play at a small place (Brewery or Milagros), except it will be our acoustic version of things.  We will make this one the last of our memorable things.
• We will go home, naturally.  Thank our family and friends for everything that they have done.  We will love you to the end.
• From Santa Fe, 145 miles, 2 hours 45 minutes.

Yay.  So, let me tell you about my day.

I woke up at 6:53 a.m., a lot later than my regular time (5ish).  And then, I decided to take time brushing my teeth, picking out a horrible outfit, packing a backpack for the last time.  My sister runs to the bus stop, forgetting entirely to tell me that she was leaving.  So, I run, late, to the bus stop and make it.  Totally perfect timing.  Then, I go to school.  While I was on the bus, I was thinking of what life would be like if I had a girlfriend.  Then, I thought of you, jebertlie, and I giggled to myself a bit.  I nodded off a bit and woke up as the bell rang for first hour.  That was my Human Physiology class.

I walked in and had myself a ball 'cause I didn't care.  No.  I took a final.  I got a decent 94% on it!!  SCORE!  Then, as I had finished my test, it happened.  Mr. Ruybal, my teacher, gave me my first aid and CPR certification cards!  I am so happy about it.  I am officially prepared to save a life, in any condition.

For second hour, I went to my french class.  I sat in the back, hoping my french teacher wouldn't notice me.  She did and had me grade french one kid's finals.  After that, Alina walked in the room, stuck her tongue out at me and said that Mrs. Mestas said that she was a lot better at french than me.  Feeling angry, I left the room to get soda to get myself cooled off a bit.  When I walked back in, Mrs. Mestas told Alina and I to take a national exam.  We did.  I scored a 97% and she got a 95%.  That showed her.  She told me that she had more education and that she knew it better, but I didn't care.  I knew who the better of the two was.

During lunch, I annoyed my business teacher.  That's pretty self explanitory.

After Madison's awesome 'Emo is dead' speech, I went home to resume my day as a kid that will be a graduate in three days.

 

Oh, yikes.  Oh, well.  I plan on being famous.  I have to get this done sometime.  Famous people rock faces.  I want to rock your face.

Also, sorry about the videos I am making with the hand jive things.  I am super lame and need something to pass my time.  Ah, the world of video.  Anyway, love you lots.

Peace.

Have you?  The kind of feeling that makes you want to...kill someone?  Well, I did today.  My french teacher admitted to me that our stupid foreign exchange student, Alina or Alaina or whatever, was better at the french language than me.

Sure, that dumb ho has had 9 FREAKING YEARS OF IT!!!  I have had a total of 4 and if I wasn't graduating a year early, I would have five under my belt.  But no, she is better than me.  I am not perfect at that romance-based language.  And I have worked so hard for it too.

I was opened up to the language in 2nd grade...I ended up skipping third or I would've taken French 1 but they wouldn't let me.  So, I went on with life until I moved here.

Freshman year, the only class I cared about: French.  I worked hard for my 111% in that class.  Ugh.  God knows it.  And there was this guy in french 4 that told me I was pathetic.  I hated him and wanted to prove him wrong.  UGH!!!

Sophomore year, the only class I cared about again: French 2.  There was another exchange student from Norway, Eirik, who used to do as good as me in the class.  He was such a jerk and always copied off of everyone!!!  I knew I was better, but my french teacher just kept saying that he was giving me a run for my money.  So, I buckled down and learned everything I could.  And I outsmarted him.  Go me.

Junior/Senior year, the only class I love!!!: French 3/4.  Since I am graduating a year early, I decided to double up my french intake, but it doesn't matter.  Alina is better than me.

I hope that someday it gets her killed.  Well, maybe not that bad.  Just enough to put her in an intensive care facility.

With love to you jebertliehollywood!

Sorry for ranting.  Had to a bit.

Peace out.

I just got done watching the new episode of 'Scrubs', and the song "Alive With The Glory Of Love" by Say Anything was on it.  I love Max Bemis!  That was pretty much really radical.  Just thought you all should know.

 

Love you jebertliehollywood.  Just thought you should know...

 

XO  I totally met Pete Wentz!!!  Sweetness...

W-O-W...I met Pete Wentz.  It was so cool.  And we hugged and stuff.  And it was so cool.  And he is so awesome, and pretty, and prestine, and lovely, and fantastic, and beautiful, and...everything.  PETE WENTZ IS EVERYTHING EVER!!!  He is the coolest being...EVER!  And they were so nice.

 

I miss you guys so much right now.  Thank you, Pete.  I love you

This was written just now.  I got the idea, again, from Law & Order: SVU.  But this time, these are all my words!  ♥

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Remember, the days in the park,
where we made a work of art (with our bodies).
And there I lied, to people and ourselves,
making promises still left to be fulfilled.
I just can't stop.  Just can't stop.  Just can't.

Can't stop seeing hallucinations or myself shining on in the hearts of men;
You know you want it.  Catch the buzz, keeping causes for whatever, scarlet.

This precocious melody seems to have gotten the best of me;
I've never looked at you this way before.
The crowd says, "There's no sanctity showing up right in front of me."
I've never been this way before.
I can't make my mind up;
please give me some time to say "no".

Catching up, your rap sheet has more hangings than a witch trial,
and I can't help but laugh in the face of fear.
Crying, but I can't seem to care 'cause I've seen this scene over there,
and believe me it's nothing to get carried away for.

Disaster town, quit calling me back; my roots are dead to me.
You see, I don't care.  I can't care for anyone else, but me.

This precocious melody seems to have gotten the best of me;
I've never looked at you this way before (jolly mirrors).
The crowd says, "There's no sanctity showing up right in front of me."
I've never been this way before.
I can't make my mind up;
please give me some time to say "no".

It's vanity at it's best, and I'll probably die by myself.
Rotted teeth and ringing bells will be the last you see of me.

So, I am a lyricist/singer/bassist/drummer/weird guy in this band I am in and these are brand new, original lyrics.  I wrote them last night watching Law & Order SVU.  I pulled one line from the show, but aside from that, these are my words.  Enjoy?
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It meant safety for a while, It meant minefields for a mile,
Like a full throttle thrust, it's happening fast,
Can't keep track of time, seconds fill the past,

And rainy days have got my name written in clouds of disappointment;
Leaking down and dripping on parades and eyelash wishes wasted on you, for you.
This is a suitable, candlelight dinner for conversational purposes,
and I meant to make peace with this touchy subject.

Please, kiss me a 'so long',
Please, catch yourself a ST(u)D,

That kind of honesty doesn't make sense to me and the backroom where you took my hand to mysterious places; for the first time I felt what generosity was.

And rainy days have got my name written in clouds of disappointment;
Leaking down and dripping on parades and eyelash wishes wasted on you, for you.
This is a suitable, candlelight dinner for conversational purposes,
and I meant to make peace with this touchy subject.

It meant commitment.
It meant hopeful.

Kissed 'so long' and caught a sad song.

Catch me a kiss
So long, stud.

So, last night was prom.  It was fun, aside from my date and everything.  I really didn't appreciate that she treated me as though I was a piece of meat, giving dirty looks to anyone that showed interest in me.  Anyway, Nadine looked good and Laura Fitch rocked her dress.  I will find a picture she is in and post it; it was a really nice dress.  Oh, and I get to see Fall Out Boy/+44/The Academy Is.../Cobra Starship/Paul Wall (?) and stuff in like 5 days.  That is pretty rad.  I'm looking forward to it.

It's days like this that I sit and think about all of what I have done and stuff.  I don't do much of anything at all.  I should do more.  If I did more, I could be famous.  I want to be famous.  I want it more than anything.  I want to be able to sit in the front row with A-list-ers and chat about things that matter.  Some of my discussions lately have been pretty bland.  Ugh.  Really bland.

I went to After Prom too.  That was so much fun.  I love inflatable fun houses.  Oh, and I can gamble.  I won so much stuff last night.  :)

So, that is that.  There is no point to this.  Just wanted to blog.  :)  I ♥ everyone that reads this.  I love readers...