Help Wanted

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!

Does anyone have connections with the mafia? I wish to dispose of someone!
(I'm sure I don't mean it, but I'm really debating it right now)

Those Nights

I've been thinking about my friends lately. They've been there for me, so I think as substantial amount of thought is fitting. Each of them have so much crap in their lives, and yet they take the time to comfort me about my silly, trivial problems. Maybe it's that when I'm with them, I forget. And that's good, because everyone needs to forget every once in a while. And maybe it's knowing that I'm not alone, and that things could be so much worse.

My friend made me a cd with all of Skillet's Comatose songs, and I'd listen to it whenever I was rediculously angry. But I usually skipped over song #7, Those Nights, because I decided from the beginning of the song that it wasn't angry enough. NEVER judge a song by it's intro. I listened to it today, and I was so moved my chest hurt. Don't get me wrong, it's not the most moving song in the world. It's the people in my life who make it mean so much. Maybe a lot of people say that about this song. I'm not sure. It doesn't really matter, I suppose.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s7296i-iiFk&feature=related


It's not the best video in the world, but it'll do. Here are the lyrics

Those Nights

I remember when we used to laugh
about nothing at all
It was better than going mad
From trying to solve all the problems we're going through
Forget 'em all
Cause on those nights we would stand and never fall
Together we faced it all

Remember when we'd
Stay up late and we'd talk all night
In the dark room lit by the TV light
Through all the hard times in my life
Those nights kept me alive
We'd listen to the radio play all night
Didn't want to go home to another fight
Through all the hard times in my life
Those nights kept me alive

I remember when we used to drive anywhere but here
As long as we'd forget our lives
We were so young and confused
That we didn't know to laugh or cry
Those nights were ours
They will live and never die
Together we'd stand forever

Remember when we'd
Stay up late and we'd talk all night
In the dark room lit by the TV light
Through all the hard times in my life
Those nights kept me alive
We'd listen to the radio play all night
Didn't want to go home to another fight
Through all the hard times in my life
Those night kept me alive

Those nights belong to us
There's nothing wrong with us
Those nights belong to us

I remember when we used to laugh
And now i wish those nights would last

Stay up late and we'd talk all night
In the dark room lit by the TV light
Through all the hard times in my life
Those nights kept me alive
We'd listen to the radio play all night
Didn't want to go home to another fight
Through all the hard times in my life
Those night kept me alive

Stay up late and we'd talk all night
In the dark room lit by the TV light
Through all the hard times in my life
Those nights kept me alive
We'd listen to the radio play all night
Didn't want to go home to another fight
Through all the hard times in my life
Those night kept me alive

Those nights belong to us
There's nothing wrong

Inexperienced

I want to be a writer. This is somewhat problematic, since I have very few experiences to write upon. Emotions are well and good, but beyond the realm of my little world, I've experienced nothing. What do I do? Contemporary is beyond me due to my lack of worldliness, and anything classic or gothic requires something of romance, which I have no experience with either. It's a predicament, because I'm afraid to gain the experience in the first place. Books are the only way I learn. So I guess I'll have to keep reading. Urgh, this is frustrating!

Love-Hebrew Style

I've been thinking about raka, ahava and dode. It was and is believed by many that a successful marriage needed all of these, and I just wondered if there were any marriages out there that actually did. I don't want to be angst-y, but I haven't seen many marriages where friendship, commitment and desire were all combined. It just seems like something is always missing. At least it explains why affairs don't usually work, but they don't need to because they're affairs, so whoever is unfaithful doesn't really suffer any consequences. It's just unfair to the people who are willing to give everything they have suffer because the person they give everything to is a scoundrel. But I'm sure many don't view it that way. Life is expected to be lived with an excess of pleasure, and seeing as their are no real consequences (besides, say, someone's trust, affection and support, which apparently means nothing anyway), this happens more and more as we step into this age. There's no real point to what I'm saying, it just takes away any desire to trust in love, or marriage, or friends. I hate the way it works out, but I suppose since everyone is human, we can't trust each other.

Big Ticket Festival

I just got back from an amazing weekend at the Big Ticket Festival in Michigan. I got to see some of my favorite bands and artists like Red Umbrella, Heath McNease and Barlow Girl, and some bands I'd never heard of before like Disciple and Sevenglory. I was excited that I got there in time for the first performance of the day: Heath McNease. I'd heard him a couple times before and have one of his CD's, and he's the only southern Christian rapper I've ever heard, and his lyrics are worth looking at. I've only heard some of his acoustic but what I've heard is very lullaby-like and nothing like his rap, but still good. Barlow Girl is amazing, even though I missed my favorite song, Never Alone, because I tried to get a freezing cold shower in and ended up not rinsing my hair thoroughly. Yetch. But I still enjoyed listening to them and I like that every member of Barlow Girl is multi-talented. Red Umbrella sings an amazing song called Storm Warning, which I enjoyed. Their music is also very lullaby-esque, and since I hadn't seen them perform in a long time, it made seeing them even more of a treat.

Help!

Does anyone have the lyrics to the following songs?

The People's Reaction

One Day it Will Come to Pass

Copulation Round

The Corday Waltz

Fifteen Glorious Years

Song and Mime of Corday's Arrival in Paris

Those Fat Monkeys

I've been looking all over for them and the internet is letting me down! If anyone's performed in Marat/Sade (or 'The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum of Charenton Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade') or or seen the production or has the sheet music, please tell me!

Oh yeah, today's a good day.

Yesterday

Yesterday was an emotional one. I can't believe I'm writing about it, but I feel that it would help. I woke up yesterday and realized that my friends are all seniors. Why is this a problem? They are graduating. They're done with school. I have one or two friends my age, but if I belonged to any social group, it would be my seniors. I didn't realize how much it would hurt until I reached the lunchroom and realized that I had-literally-no one to sit with. Like it was back to square one. So I ate outside and read Jane Eyre. That is the WRONG book to read when you're sad! I'm ashamed to say that I did cry.

Their prom comes soon, and I'll be there to take pictures, assure them of their beauty, give their dates a talk...then what? And once they graduate, they'll leave for college. The idea never sounded so terrible. They assure me we'll stay close, but how close can you be when they're hundreds of miles away and preoccupied with their education?

I'm moping, I know. And being antisocial. But that's how I am. You might as well tell a fish to stop swimming and start jogging.

But on to more important things. 'Let other pens dwell on guilt and misery', to use Jane Austen's words. I took a run yesterday to calm myself, and took it upon myself to get lost. I succeeded swimmingly (ha ha), and found myself on a wood chip path in the woods I live nearbye. It was absolutely beautiful. If anyone has lost themself in a small wood where the leaves on the trees reflect the sunlight and the ground soaks shade, they know that the sound of your breath and your feet pounding the ground is one of the most comforting sounds imaginable. I had a terrible cramp in my neck (don't ask me how, but I always get cramps in my neck when I run) and my foot started tensing up, but I couldn't stop. Just to hear the sound of my breathing was wonderful. Relief in moderate pain is, for want of a better word, good.