/* haloscan tag /* Unorganized Accounts of My Preoccupation: April 17, 2005 Weekends Come And Go

Sunday, April 17, 2005

April 17, 2005 Weekends Come And Go

This place is mind numbing. Television only makes me scorn my mother for her stupid addiction to TBN. That makes me think of how she always covers everything up, everything she really feels on the inside. Repressing her feelings isn't going to help her later, and she needs help now. I hope she doesn't let herself fall too far, and maybe become the derision with her friends her age. I can seeingher friends ridiculing her behind her back. What am i saying? She has no friends, and that's why she hides everything. What a way to become a ruination. Forgive me for being so tight-fisted. It's over anyways, she's left, and i turned the television off. It's so hard for me to think when some black preacher is so dramatically telling everyone they're are going to hell, and that if they aren't saving anyone, "they're just bruising a tree." I don't understand that exactly what that means, maybe it has something to do with the church growing like a tree.

I am a really sleep troubled individual, and seemingly enough, things are only getting worse. I try to sleep, but i wake up just an hour later. I can get 6 hours or so at one time and then i'm having to force sleep. I need to get my schedual back on track because this is really effecting me.
I've gone to Yellow Springs during a tourist hour, i guess. It was packed and i heard one the the hippy venders saying that. The place is pretty, but some of the people there can be annoying, drug addicted degenerates that crave your attention and won't let you leave there store. Well maybe there's only one guy i know of. I want to drink. i need something to mess me up to help the time pass.

We played our first show at 108 skate park. AVTICTUNOS is the name, remember it, you'll be screaming it soon, at amateur shows near you. Yeah, we messed up, but from what i hear we've done well for our first show. DMA, another local band, likes us. At least that is what they told us. I hope they'll want to play more shows with us. Even with the multiple fuck ups we had, it was a good experience for us as a group. I got jittery and was flustered throughout the whole stay there. I updated my myspace account. www.myspace.com/thee_oman is the url. I need to look for other local groups that we could play with. They'd have to be something like our style.

I've spent almost 2 entire days with Stephanie. DAMN I NEED A BREAK! i'm just kidding. I like spending time with her, almost too much, but i refuse to believe that's possible. I wish i wasn't so tired. I feel brain numb. I just need to warm it up, like you'd warm up a car. Coffee will help with the energy crisis on my hands. And maybe some sun...on the back porch.

Sun helps me feel better, as long as there aren't many bugs out, flying by my head. Thats can get annoying fast. Cotton candy on a stick. it kind of resembles a cloud too, our tree out back. It's really grown since i was little; it used to be as tall as me.

Michelle's arrived. And now Stephanie and Audrey.

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