Thursday, November 27, 2008

Shakes and she looks sexy!

My phone died again. So for the time being I have a pin moto rzr flip. I hate it. Oh well. The guy at Telus was fun and cute... I mean... no.... k who am I kidding? So they'll soon discover how unfixable my phone is and give me a new one. I'm stoked!
Also some dude named Lucas is coming to fix our computer tomorrow. I enjoy the fact that his name is Lucas.
So the fam makes fun of me because I was born a day early, so then the four of us aren't 6 days apart. But I discovered the universes reason for this today in English AP. Thank you Ms. Kim. William Shakespeare was born and died on April 23! AH! It's amazing no? I think SO! I LOVE IT!

Love,
Shakes

(Ps. make sure you notice what changed about me. And yes Luke its a hair cut...)

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

So I want to get my haircut....

So I really want emo boy hair... I know yucky right? But I could sooooo pull it off, you know I could. However I want like Tegan and Sara hair minus the mullet. I think it'd be awesome. But I'm going to wait to do it until after we graduate because by then it will no longer be the cool thing, and plus new hair = new beginning = fun new friends = fun new place = dancing to discmo with discomers. HAHAHAHAHHAAHHA

I love everyone so far Martin as recommended. Ok So I should be doing my homework but screw off. I also should be working on the song-ness but I'm not....
"Runaway if you don't then they'll catch you." No clue what comes next yet...

Funniest thing I saw today...

However it was unlike yesterday where I was like suffocating and food was coming out of my mouth and Isa was filming me and I had to run away...

Oh just so you understand what this is... Freerice is my home page. I play almost everyday.

English Vocabulary

obsession means:
fixation (Defs not it, he hasn't discovered us or anything like that.)
prediction (We haven't predicted sweater songs or anything....)
large rock (You mean White Rock, actually)
cargo (Floppity flop flop, happy birthday to my... well you get it....)

Also thanks to Martin I understand the new music I am in love with!!!!

"however, do i find myself alone at 5am dancing around my apartment to my new favorite discmo bands? yes. and yes, discmo. disco/emo. now it’s got a name. get involved. but the big question at hand is who is doing discmo best?"

I actually do dance around to techno at absurd hours when I'm alone....

Signed,
Your lovely discmo dancing queen

Monday, November 24, 2008

MARTIN!

WHY WAS THIS NOT ON MARTINSAYS! SO NOT IMPRESSED! ACTUALLY I COULD NEVER BE ANGRY AT THAT BOY HE'S TOO MUCH FUN!Ok NEW BLG MUSIC VIDEO! AH!!!!!!!! These boys are so much fun. I love Poolie, Party Marty, Dan the Douche and Johnny Beef!!!!!!!!! OK SO HERE IT IS! PLEASE FREAK OUT AS MUCH AS I!



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mb8ey_DJlMM

I love the video boys. I cannot wait for the new album and tour. There better be a tour. I miss my mocking, smelling lovely, tight pants boys. Also I love that they show the bottom drawer thing with Martin pointing. Classic. And POOLIE WORE HIS GLASSES! He's adorable in them. I'm thinking of getting ones like that BUT i can't pull those kind off. ANYWHO! I'm happy now. I was angry and so I went on to martinsays and myspace and facebook. And I'm good..........

Sunday, November 23, 2008

I think...

That this is appropriate for my 100th post! CHEERS TO ME!
*slams back a cold one, wakes up under a luggage cart*
I can't wait for the fun times the future holds, cause you know they'll find me.

But for now, this is for you. And I have to tell you some things on Friday cause what I'm doing and what you're doing is not helping anyone right now.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXQtJQp2foA

I'm Coming Home...

I hear this song all the time. I hear songs all day about how people just want to be home with the people they love. I understand that. I also understand that the people they love allow them to go out and experience dreams. I have my dreams and I have people who support them. However I feel the present situation does not allow such things. Its this place. It holds nothing. I see and I read about people and the things they accomplish and I feel like I need to breakout before I can go after them like Billy The Kid for example. She's a huge inspiration of mine and she's extremely DIY! I'm a city person. I like to dress up, walk with a purpose, go out and meet people. People always asking whether or not they should do something and I always say Why not? What else are you going to do? Go home and watch other people live on Facebook? If there's something you want to do, experience or see do it! It's how you find what you love and people you love.
So yeah I live through bands because its the life I love. It's something I want to do. I don't want to sing in my english AP class and be a self absorbed snob. I'm going to learn everything I can first while having a blast. Which is why I'm leaving. I'm not leaving because I don't like you guys, or because of the way you treat me. I'm leaving so I can grow and become the person I really want to be. If that means going to school, doing what I love and having a job while living in a single room residence with a bed, window, desk and mini fridge I'll gladly take it. So I guess I'm not coming home, but maybe in some twisted way I really am. That's certainly how it feels.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btjhdHX8pMo

http://students.sfu.ca/residences/residence/residences/towers.html

Lover Enshrined

"One thing though," Qhuinn murmured.
"What?"
The voice that came out of his throat was unlike anything he'd ever heard from himself before. "If any guy breaks your heart or treats you like shit, I will bust him apart with my bare hands and leave his broken, bloody body for the sun."
Blay's laughter rumbled around the tiled walls. "Of course you will-"
"I'm dead fucking serious."
Blay's blue eyes shot over his shoulder.
"If there are any who dare to hurt you," Qhuinn growled in the Old Language,"I shall see them staked afore me and shall leave their bodies in ruin.

- J.R. Ward



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fgZjeBEvcPw

Saturday, November 22, 2008

TINA WANTS YOU!

I saw that poster and died. For a second. Then I laughed and remembered how that boy screwed over the wrong girl.


(This is the link for Anna... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7LqJ2Hqt3A4 And Photobucket tells me Jake's album has died...)

"Thank God For My Friends"
Love,
You should've known better.

I'd Gladly Get In A Snuggie with Martin Johnson.




Could my secret be I surround myself with these things because of the rejection real life holds for me? Or maybe I just realized I'm better than what is here...

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

The Most Amazing Show Of MY LIFE!

OMG THE MOST AMAZING SONG! THE MOST AMAZING BOYS! The funny thing is you can see me in this video. I got this thing with being up close. I'd dance with David any day!

I only know...

Four other guys who harmonize this well. So adorable... Ok I really should go study bio. But this is bio in a way. No?

It's A Big Bad World We're Doing What We Can...

So we all know I love the Plain White T's. First of all I skipped rehearsal for them (shh...), I saw a long time friend after their concert, I loved their music before Radio killed them and Delilah went back to him, I shook Mr. Higginson's hand, I made the bassist Mike feel awkward, and then I walked a difficult road home after the concert. Literally. I had to pee the whole time. And there was lightning and bugs and it was cold. Anywho... "Oh... The fence is gone, no I lied, there it is!"

I borrowed the new CD from the library because the bank does not allow me to go buy one at the present time and I LOVE the pictures inside. First there's this random where they look deep in conversation but look like they're about to start laughing. Then it looks like Tom is leaning on all of them, strange. Then the guys are in convo but Tom's chilling alone. Then they're trying to look all serious but cutie Dave just looks like he saw his parents doing what rabbits do. HAHA! Then it looks like they're talking about Tim's junk while Dave is staring longingly and rather closely at Mike. It's hilarious I love it. And I love the mugshots and the extremely cute lyrics. Come back soon guys!



Not my favourite cover of this song, but entertaining because of his cheat sheet... Couldn't actually find the cover I wanted to post...



Love Always,
Your Very Own Natural Disaster

Monday, November 17, 2008

RIP Dallen Campbell

I did not know you personally,
But I certainly wish you well.
I've had friends go through this,
Which makes me wish I was friends with you.
So many people loved and so many people cared,
Yesterday must have been a day
A day that lost control
Where no one was around.
I'm sorry this had to happen to you
Life's a long gruesome fight.
I do not think less of you,
I don't think you were weak.
You were scared and felt alone
And you did the best you could.
Unfortunately you couldn't have lasted the week.
Maybe if you came to school,
If last night you turned that record loud
And made it to today,
Someone would have said something
To make you look a different way.
What you did was not selfish
And we will all be fine
But in some ways I want to thank you
Maybe now some people will open up there eyes,
Like some friends of mine.

You didn't make anyone angry, you didn't make them sad,
If anything you made them proud,
To say I knew him well.
If you could see the nonsense,
All these people who wish you were their friend,
I have a feeling you'd be doing just fine.
Maybe this wasn't the right answer,
But for many it seems this way,
But maybe you could have been the one to walk away.
You left behind your parents, and a younger brother too,
I try to imagine, but cannot, the pain they're going through.
I hope you see these words and see that somebody like me
Would love to say all of this to you
If you were breathing right infront of me.
There's no way that could happen,
But I really wish it could,
To say to some you meant the world,
Would be misunderstood.
Everybody here is shocked by your short life,
I'm sorry you didn't get a chance to live out all your days and nights.


Sunday, November 16, 2008

I'm learning to be at peace...

You gotta help me out
It's all a blur last night
We need a taxi 'cause you're hung-over and I'm broke
I lost my fake Id but you lost the motel key
Spare me your freakin' dirty looks
Now don't play me
You want to cash out and get the hell out of town

CHORUS:
Don't be a baby
Remember what you told me
Shut up and put your money where your mouth is
That's what you get for waking up in Vegas
Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now
That's what you get for waking up in Vegas

Why are these lights so bright
Oh, did we get hitched last night, dressed up like Elvis,
And why, why am I wearing your class ring?
Don't call your mother
'Cause now we're partners in crime

CHORUS:
Don't be a baby
Remember what you told me
Shut up and put your money where your mouth is
That's what you get for waking up in Vegas
Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now
That's what you get for waking up in Vegas

You got me into this
Information overload, situation lost control
Send out an S.O.S.
And get some cash out
We're gonna tear up the town

Don't be a baby
Remember what you told me (x3)
Told me, you told me, you told me
Shut up and put your money where your mouth is
That's what you get for waking up in Vegas
Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now
That's what you get for waking up in Vegas
Shake the glitter, shake, shake, shake the glitter, c'mon!
Give me some cash out baby
Give me some cash out, honey



I'm really glad we never woke up in Vegas together.
"Booze over boys, starbucks over girls" -CL

I think I'm actually alright. It's strange I guess. But I knew it and I let everyone else tell me nay. I guess I wanted them to be right.

I wish I had this much peace though... I'm not there yet...



If I don't look into your eyes anymore and don't relapse I can do this. Hell I am doing this.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

The Bi**h is Back!

"You think you're better than me.
But you're nothing at all."

I'm glad I'd have nothing of yours. Because I don't have to waste time burning it or allowing you to pollute the air more than you already have.

Love,
You're nothing at all, and apparently I was never anything to you.

HEH!

HEH! HE SAID HEH! I WANT TO SCREAM! I WANT TO PULL HIS HAIR AND PUNCH HIM IN THE FACE!
I take it you're not dating Jill than?
Whats, that supposed to mean?
Exactly what it says.
Heh.
What does that mean.

No reply.

I'm watching Pinky and the Brain.
I love that show!

OMG ARE YOU SERIOUS! YOU RIDICULOUS BOY! AH! GET A CLUE! Whatever I'm taking that heh as a yes. Btw I was asking you to help me decide whether or not to tell you. Whatever. Go spoon with Graham. Get out of my life!

Whatever, I'll always have sweaters and four lettered name and one three lettered name which isn't yours but is totally a four lettered name.

Posted by,
Thank you World for ruining my world.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Why is it always me...

How come when anyone ever says anything inappropriate people either look my way or say my name! I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING ILLEGAL! I swear!
"Who we all want to do..." "Jessica" "WHAT? I haven't done anything" "But you're the closest."
then we had...
"Like Jessica when she drank my beer!" "DID NOT!"
Seriously! What is going on here people. So Jill heard that one comment about school and the look on her face perfectly said wait till I tell Ian. UGH! WHATEVER!

They're scared of, his make-up
Tattoos and piercings
They say that, it's too bad
He won't amount to anything

They judge, by the way he looks (Woah)
The cover's not quite like the book
He's just, so misunderstood (Woah, woah woah)

'Cause it's so obvious
There's nothing wrong with us at all
It's our life, we're alright
No we're not about to go and make the same mistakes you mighta made
It's so obvious
So just stop, blaming us because
It's not wrong to be young
No we're not about to go and make the same mistakes you mighta made
No we're not about to go and make the same mistakes

She's 18, so sexy
She's never made love
*Her so-called friends* are saying
She sleeps with everyone

They judge, by the way she looks (woah)
The cover's not quite like the book
She's been, so misunderstood (woah, woah woah)

'Cause it's so obvious
Theres nothing wrong with us at all It's our life, we're alright
No we're not about to go and make the same mistakes you mighta made


It's so obvious
So just stop, blaming us because
It's not wrong to be young
No we're not about to go and make the same mistakes you mighta made

They judge, by the way we look (woah)
The cover's not quite like the book
We're just, so misunderstood (woah, woah woah)

It's so obvious
Theres nothing wrong with us
It's our life, we're alright
No we're not about to go and make the same mistakes you mighta made
It's so obvious
So just stop, blaming us because
It's not wrong to be young
No we're not about to go and make the same mistakes you mighta made

(It's so obvious)
No we're not about to go and make the same mistakes your mother made
(It's so obvious)
No we're not about to go and make the same mistakes

I actually don't love the way you flirt...

HELP ME UNDERSTAND! UGH! *forehead -> desk*
So I was so set on talking today, but that didn't happen. Let's tell the folks (HAHA Mr. Hebb) at home why, shall we? So we walk into the small gym, true. And Colin and Elaine and I are chatting it up and all of a sudden I feel this hand on my stomach. I see the hand and realize then there's this hold that says I'm testing to see if you're still mine. So I'm like Hellz YA! Then we had this huge ass hug. It felt good. There was spinning involved. So I was like cool totally going to talk later. And what does he do? Go 'sit' with Jill! WTF??!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Then him and Jill are being close and she keeps giving me the evil eye and I'm all what is going on here?!?!?! (still have no clue) So whatever. Am I going to try, dunno, should we talk, probably. Then we go and dance together, mess up my hair. Whatever right? Whatever.
Colin: Just incase you didn't know, Ian has hair everywhere!
OMG COLIN YOU MAKE MY NIGHT! Thank you for that! If you would've snuck in a punch to his face during that time I would be having an amazing NIGHT!
So we're still totally lost on that. Also you guys just need this.

Ruel comes over and is being all stock. How this man has perfected it all, leaves me speechless. Ruel looks over at Colin, Ruel: Oh shit he's right there.

5 Minutes later..

Colin: I'm not dating Jessica.
Ruel: You're gay?
Colin: ...
Ruel: Oh, she's fucking sexy
Colin: Jessica, Ruel thinks you're fucking sexy.

I love Stock kids. Especially Aeron, I ejoyed the tendon massage. Also thought it funny that Ian and I were jumping at the same time. Jill stake your place already so it doesn't kill me. Thanks.

Love forever,
sexy

Thursday, November 13, 2008

My Bestest Friend In The Universe

In about a year and a half we will all be going our seperate ways. And my bestest friend in the universe won't be beside me anymore to say Gawd was that stupid of you, or, At least he didn't cancel even though he was sick. And do stupid things herself life ignore this boy who is trying so hard to get her attention. Its great.

I love this song.

We were watching...

A Street Car Named Desire today. And I keep seeing this same scene over and over again in my head. Blanche is talking with Stanley and she just breaks. The music in her head starts and the gun shot sounded. And it ruined the rest of her evening. It was so strong.
I have times like that. I remember your fingers or the way you smelt or the way you looked at me and smiled when I was singing in the hall. I remember everything. You want to go to Toronto, you love what I love, you love underground techno, you ran away from home at the age of 4, you like to be proactive, you like downtown at night. Memories are powerful things and they take you by surprise. So watch out for them, don't drown in the darkness, live in the light.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Thank God For My Friends...

You tryto potect your friends. You really do. But you can't protect them from everything especially the things you've personally gone through. Then you feel all awkward and don't know what to say. You never know. Something you may say might hit a nerve, or maybe they want to avoid it. So how do you go about these things the right way? Will we ever know?

PS. Me and Sam are going to be philosphers when we grow up, and I'm going to live in the bush beside her penthouse. She said I could live under the deck in a box. I got excited.

Other things that excite me...



"I'm sleeping with a princess." "But only for the nights we'll never forget"

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

I'm wishing...

"so today is 11/11. thing is, every night at 11:11 i make a wish. so tonight…with the quad 11 timewarp 60 second mecca of possible luck, there’s a lot of pressure on picking the right wish.

wish with me. pick a good one. let me know how it works out for you."

I can't decide which wish to wish.
To be with you
Or to be away from you.
Maybe I'll wish for the latter and just do the first on my own. I don't need luck for it, I just need to tell you. And it's time to. Meet me in the catacombs on Friday and I'll share with you a secret, a secret I hope we can share...

much to wishing,
(SFU)
PS. Townhouse or Tower?

It was real wasn't it...



Those things you feel all through yourself, they're real. Those things you're able to forget and live past are not real. I'm leaving, because I need to find something as real as this. As real as what this conjures and brings out of me. I'm not leaving cause I want to move out. I'm leaving because I'll be better there. I'm not going to get better here, anytime soon.

"Hey Dave" *insert wrong note* we love it anyways.... We always love the things that are there for us. Especially those things that are there for you at night. We'll never forget these times. We only get them once.

Some girls do smell really good don't they...

The words of Ben Lee.

And some more words from some other people who seem to share the same thoughts as I. You never thought you could relate to a whole two albums, to every single song, even the unreleased ones but somehow you just can.

Not as good as real life. In real life I cry. In real life you get the softest Hi Dave. In real life Dave messes up the last note and you cry some more. In real life you feel it all over you. In real life its not a blurry vision, it's quite clear and no one's head is in your view. In real life you're in love and it hurts.



"sometimes when it seems like i work so fucking hard only to win myself a complementary "bang your head against the wall" ticket. i just want to fucking scream. and the best part is that its really no one's fault so that means that, not only do i have no one to blame for the frusteration, i have no one to blame but myself for acting like a complete lunatic. but hey, i guess there's a bright side, the simple fact that i can take a step back, if only for a second, to perpetuate this run on sentence, and see myself for what i am and how stupid i really look with that face on. problem is, its really the only face i have. not to mention my right hand hurts as it is. bones shatter. anyway. back to work. be a big boy. be a man. suck it up. don't let shit bring you down. right? right."

To Smell The Fresh You Exhuberate

I want to know what he knows
I want to feel what he felt
I want to go where he's been

I want to know what he knows
I want to hear your secrets
I want you and I want him

Cause you smell like apple candy
And you're singing hallelujah
And the edge in your affection broke my skin

But I want to know what he knows
I want to touch what he touched
Call me by his name

Cause I know you made a promise and told him he's your other lover
Make me feel the same

Cause you smell like apple candy and you're singing hallelujah
And I'm feeling so much younger than my years

But I want to know what he knows
I want to go where he's been
I want you and I want him

So you said go find some trouble and you would do the same
Let me open up our hearts and we could change
Well, you smell like apple candy and you're singing hallelujah
And you smell like apple candy
And your're singing hallelujah

I want to know what he knows
I want to feel what he felt
I want to touch what he touched
I want to go where he's been
I want you and I want him

Just listen to the music and not the clips from LOST. That has nothing to do with nothing.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

I Know It's A Little Late...

To be watching these. But I found them extremely well done.







Thank you to everyone who could and did vote.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

I can't think of who to run to, except to you, in to your arms...

This night has not been a fun night. I can't tell if I feel like puking or crying or both. Things have been volitile around here lately. I'm so glad I'm getting out. It was a good thing he wasn't here tonight or else things would have been worse. So much yelling, so much swearing, so much violence.
At school Mr. Crawford had us look at our child self. And I did not take that well today. Let's just say I threw my book across the cafeteria and yelled some harsh words at it. Then I went on a rant and I could see Sam analyzing me from the other table. I am not confronting my child self and that re-experiencing those things was not debriefed for those of us who did the project and now I have to finish the work on it. I do not wish to confront the things that happened or that are happening right now.
Can't wait to run into the arms of those who love me tomorrow. I love you guys so much. Now I don't have to be around this anymore.

Maybe I do hide behind the smile, but the smile is genuine when I'm with you.

The Sweater Song

Thursday, November 06, 2008
The Sweater Song
she said baby don't leave
be home stay close be close to me
boy dont' be gone
he said baby you know
i gotta run i gotta go
i won't be long, girl i won't be long

she said boy don't you flirt
and baby please just don't get hurt
and if you feel alone then here take my shirt
he said forever girl i know you hate the weather girl
so maybe you should hold onto my sweater girl

she ran picked up the phone
said babe i miss you come back home
it can't be long, boy it can't be long
he said i hate this place
i miss your smile i miss your face
i wrote a song, girl i wrote a song

she said you make me better boy
i just mailed you a letter boy
and oh just so you know i'm still in your sweater boy
he said girl don't be hurt
i've sweat a lot and smell of dirt
and i think i'd feel naked without your shirt

he said you're looking great
i'm home i'm back i couldn't wait
girl way too long, this was way too long
she said get over here
i crave you close i need you near
now play that song, boy play me our song

he said back to forever girl
hope you endured the weather girl
now all i wanna do is get you outta that sweater girl
she said i like the way you flirt
i'm so glad you didn't get hurt
now let me see you naked without that shirt
posted by Jakes at 5:28 PM


*This man makes my life so much brighter, I'm glad he knows that.

Monday, November 3, 2008

To Be Alone With You...

I'm scared. It's the first time in a long time I felt something so raw. Its that fear that just sits at the bottom of your stomach, waiting for that opportune moment when nothing will happen, therefore since nothing will happen I'll beat myself up for it afterwards.
I'm scared to see you. I'm scared of what you think. I'm scared I'll do the wrong thing. I'm scared I won't do anything. I'm scared that something might happen between us. I'm mostly scared that you'll have moved on and be like every other boy who just happens to get a case of amnesia and forgets everything.
Slowly, painfully, I'm trying to release the butterflies in my stomach. They're killig me, making me overthink everything, mainly they're just making me remember things.
That's when the black outs happen.



All I feel is your arms wrapped around me. It's been too long.