I followed a rabbit once

My original idea for this post was to put up a bunch of pictures of my day up until now. Sadly, I gave up trying to take pictures with my horrible phone. I'll try again once I get a decent camera.

I got the new Conor Oberst album. I'm giddy.

Shopping malls officially make my skin crawl.

Well, the original idea's been killed so I don't know what to blog about. I'm sorry. I sometimes I forget I have to make this interesting so it's easier for you to read through it. I mean that with no sarcasm whatsoever.

-Allan

Belgian Ovals

It came out okay. The sauce that is. Not the baby. It's a tad bit too salty because I had no clue what I was doing. But that doesn't really matter. I'm able to stomach it. That's all I aim for when I cook.

I've decided that starting an instrumental band is something I'd like to do. You don't necessarily have to be super good at your instrument. You just have to be creative and compose things that make people think. Also, it helps to be able to play a few different instruments (say guitar + keyboard + battering ram). Most importantly, it's how hard you go off live. Some people may find that annoying, but fuck them. They can sit in the back.

I feels dizzy and like throwing up.

-Allan

Maybe as tall as a lion

Out of some random impulse, I've decided to try making tomato sauce. At 9 pm. I have to go to sleep within the next 2 hours or else I will be one cranky motherfucker in the morning. This is probably gonna take more than 2 hours. Let's just hope it tastes kinda good.

Folks couldn't care less for innocence these days. Just wanna feel good man.

The new Marylin Manson album comes out soon I think. I can only hope it's as good as "Eat Me, Drink Me". That was supposedly one of his worse albums even though I like it a fair amount. Putting all his crazy bullshit aside, I truly believe that he's a very good lyricist. When he's not trying too hard to fit "fuck you"s into every other line or make things super over the top, he pens some great stuff.

My dad is hellbent once again on making me take someone to the Lydia show instead of just going by myself. I don't wanna. =/

-Allan

paper kitten

I was so nervous for French. I think I get nervous when I tell myself that I should feel nervous which was what I did. I fucked up a few times and was just not in the mood to preform. NEVER AGAIN!

Or at least until the next time I have to.

Now to watch a bunch of movies and cry myself to sleep. Haha.

-Allan

A joo joo joo

My shower gel smells like weed. That fucking sucks.

Part one of French project, done. Part two, fuck....

For some reason, I really wanna watch "Elizabethtown" again. It is mushy and stuff, but I like it. I guess. I felt it was a good movie. It had a really good soundtrack. I got hooked onto Ryan Adams because of that movie. And it actually played "Free Bird". How often do you see someone actually play "Free Bird"?

The new Conor Oberst album came out yesterday. Somehow I was not all over that. I have to make it out to some place that sells records to get a copy this week.

-Allan

Tick, tock, bomb

I don't know if I can stress how much I don't like learning about all the random, unnecessary information about people (ones I like and dislike). I don't want to know these things. I don't need to know these things. Knowing just makes it easier for me to offend people. Don't ask, don't tell. Don't ask, don't tell.

I'm officially completely over hearing about prom. It no longer interests me in some weird, twelve-year old gossip-y way. Now it's just fucking annoying 'cause it's everywhere!!! And stop telling me I should go. No one is saving me from a long, miserable life by convincing me to go. I don't think I will ever sit down somewhere down the road and think "Man, I really wished I wasted a ton of money to sit in a fucking corner and then watch my friends get drunk while I bore myself to death!" It's not me.

I'm kinda angry right now. I feel stupid when I'm angry because I'm generally a very mellow person. I don't think I can stay angry. I just don't like to be angry. I've really nothing to be angry about since I'm usually the one that's in the wrong. Haha.

So get this. Madame wants me to present the song part of my French project to both her French III blocks. No thank you. I can only shatter ear drums for one period before wanting to curl up into a ball and crying myself to sleep. Not that I'm in any way scared to preform. That's about the only thing I can do in front of people. Act like I can sing. But I don't wanna do it. I'm pretty tired of the song already. In case you care, it's "Protège-moi" by Placebo. I like it, but it's not THAT good of a song.

Zhees has gone on for too long.

-Allan

Slacking off has a new name

Relativity by Emarosa


Singularity by Mae

Yea, I'm really not in the mood to work. =/

-Allan