[20 Dec 2009|03:21pm] crash_sites [ mood | content ] Out of my many years (nineteen), this birthday has definitely been the best. I am so greatful for the people that are really a part of my life and make it what it is. I always thought I didn't have many, but who cares it's enough and trust me quality over quantity really makes a difference. Friday went out to Gyu Kaku with Brian and Michelle to bring in my birthday. A couple of our co-workers joined us, Connie got off work, sake bombs, it was awesome. Then they dropped me off, Michelle and I smoked a joint, which was also awesome and hilarious. Saturday, my actual birthday, I really didn't do much all day just sleep and be lazy. I cleaned my room, got ready, blahblah. Connie came over around 5 and we went to Mi Piace to meet my family for dinner, it was a really nice. Off to Tustin to see Kathleen, Lauren & co. We ended up using Allyn's apartment in Irvine and celebrated my birthday there.. and of course it was awesome. I don't know, I didn't really do much, but it was still a really good day. Something always upsets me or goes wrong on my birthday and this one was just good, and all in good company, so I'm glad. I'm just really happy with break so far, it's been really good. I'm too fucking excited for Cudi on Tuesday. I'm really excited for New Years, and man just everything. There's been a lot of annoying things going on lately, but I'm just glad that there are other things in my life that are wonderful and keep me going. I guess I just really can't get over how greatful I am sometimes for those things. I know a lot of the time it seems like I'm down and just pessimistic, I guess I just try to be realistic, but I'm still and optimist, and I fucking love life... even when I hate it. I take it with strides. post comment

I have a love hate relationship with this song [17 Dec 2009|05:05am] crash_sites ... and it can't be explained Once upon a midnight dearie I woke with something in my head I couldn't escape the memory Of a phone call and of what you said Like a game show contestant with a parting gift I could not believe my eyes When I saw through the voice of a trusted friend Who needs to humor me and tell me lies Yeah humor me and tell me lies And I'll lie too and say I don't mind And as we seek so shall we find And when you're feeling open I'll still be here But not without a certain degree of fear Of what will be with you and me I still can see things hopefully But you, why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down And shake me and my confidence About a great many things But I've been there I can see it cower Like a nervous magician waiting in the wings Of a bad play where the heroes are right And nobody thinks or expects too much And Hollywood's calling for the movie rights Singing hey babe let's keep in touch Hey baby let's keep in touch But I want more than a touch I want you to reach me And show me all the things no one else can see So what you feel becomes mine as well And soon if we're lucky we'd be unable to tell What's yours and mine, the fishing's fine And it doesn't have to rhyme so don't you feed me a line But you, why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down Tra la la la la bomba dear this is the pilot speaking And I've got some news for you It seems my ship still stands no matter what you drop And there ain't a whole lot that you can do Oh sure the banner may be torn and the wind's gotten colder Perhaps I've grown a little cynical But I know no matter what the waitress brings I shall drink in and always be full My cup shall always be full Oh I like coffee And I like tea I'd like to be able to enter a final plea I still got this dream that you just can't shake I love you to the point you can no longer take Well all right okay So be that way I hope and pray That there's something left to say But you, why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down post comment

turn into something [14 Dec 2009|04:19pm] crash_sites [ music | Animal Collective ] I think I would like to spend the rest of my day laying in bed, listening to Animal Collective, and maybe I'll move on to watching a movie. I haven't done anything all day and I don't even mind. Being home has been too chill and I'm even working while I'm here. Thursday night when I got home I just chilled with my sister and her friend, lazy all day Friday. Friday night went with Jonathan and Jeffery to Ryan's show and there was this other band that played called the Body Parts who were pretty awesome. The bassist was my fave. Went to Gyu-Kaku after, did my first sake bomb ever, ate, chilled, stood over at Connie's, good times. Saturday I dropped a bunch of money at Forever 21 and H&M but I really needed some new jeans ands stuff. Hung out at Leo's for a little while after, even worked for 15 minutes because Ron was like well if you're just going to be standing here you might as well work. Saturday night was Tyler's suprise birthday party which was pretty entertaining shenanigans, saw people I haven't seen in forever, got Tyler and Jeffery drunk, and they were just ridiculous. Came home, slept in my own bed, it was awesome. Yesterday I worked, hung out with Johnny who I haven't seen in forever, smoked with these random people, it was pretty funny and pretty entertaining but I was so tired. I just came home and was lazy. I still have to do some Christmas shopping. I have no idea what to get everybody. Everything feels strange lately. I still don't get it. I just know I'm excited for my birthday whatever I end up doing, Kid Cudi, cousin trip to Six Flags (hopefully it happens), TAO/New Years, and just spending time with people and chilling. I like these days. post comment

[07 Dec 2009|04:02pm] crash_sites The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn. post comment

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