"Stuck here with these people while you're awake, we crush our bodies in one space, I feel your hot breath on my tongue, I wonder where you've gone" -The Airborne Toxic Event

My mom constantly finds problems. If it isn't one thing, it's something else. A lot of people I know are actually like that, they search for issues when there are none and if they fail at searching then they seem to make up something. I don't understand the appeal in being so angry at the world all the time. Today, some kid in my sociology class became so upset and offended when I said I was over the whole "celebrate the death of Osama! Fuck ya!" rant every news station and person who knew was talking about it. He said, "YOU'RE CLEARLY NOT AWARE THAT HE KILL LIKE A BILLION PEOPLE, ARE YOU?!" First of all, I am very aware on what exactly Osama Bin laden did, he himself did not bomb the twin towers but his involvement was clear. Second, it was not a billion people you over-exaggerating cunt, get your facts straight. And third, why as a nation do we need to glorify death the way we do? Do you know we killed not only OB, but innocent family members as well? SERIOUSLY? Are we that much of hypocrites?!
Anyway, everybody that for some reason or another cannot contain themselves about sharing the OB assassination, SAVE IT. We all watch the news, get emails, get txts from friends, etc etc. WE KNOW ALREADY. I had people come up to me and say in a cheerful manner, "Guess what!" like they were the only people who knew.
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Anyway, that was my political insertion of the day... ONWARD WITH MUSIC.
Sooo on Tuesday the 26th, I went to the THE AIRBORNE TOXIC EVENT concert and the infamous Troubadour! This was my third time at this venue, (I saw The Airborne Toxic Event in Jan 2010 and We Are Scientists in 2010 too) and it's totally the best place to see a show.
 T.A.T.E concerts!
click on the link above to check out up coming TATE shows.
So anyway, their new CD came out the same night as the concert, so ... i got it.
And as a review I would say: ROCKS. x)
My favorite song on the album so far is "Numb". It's really smooth and great for a day at the beach.
CHECK THEM OUT!!!

"I never thought I was an only one, I never had setting in the sun, My dancing baby was a seeking gun. You had a hand and it was loneliness, And all I wanted was you, oh, you. -Starfucker

I'm home, and I have vet class in a half an hour. Homework, oh joy. This is me not doing it.
My loving boyfriend, David, was sweet enough to buy me this really cool vintage ring from a small antique shop in Wrightwood. I can't believe we had to leave already, the town was so mellow. And we still haven't gone into all the small little shops!!! They are all so indie, I love it.

Okay, I'm leaving for class. Back in HOURS.

I'm back, we have an exam next class. Yay for knowledge and studying.
So far the class is actually quite entertaining. Everyone in our class really ranges in personality. We have the group of heavy set woman who tend to state a lot of mindless questions and comments, and then we have a couple of happy-go-lucky older women who are taking the class just for the hell of it (also because they have a lot of cats), then the hand full of colorful scemo chicks who wave the Hello Kitty banner of life (For those of you not knowing what a scemo is: Scemo is a emo or emotionally distraught confused person who is also following the "scene" crowd which tends to listen to The Devil Wears Prada and be absolutely obsessed with Hello Kitty.)And then there is the group of normal high school students (I fall into this category)who struggle to not fall asleep. OH, and there's this really tall black guy... I don't know his story.
Our teacher is this really bubbly woman who is funny in the sarcastic "I'm funny, but I'm not" kind of way. She sometimes brings this HUGE, and I mean huge, Irish Wolfhound to class.
Her name is Falana, she likes me.
The dog, I mean.

"You were just always talking about changing. Guess what I am the same man." - The Airborne Toxic Event

What about those days, well I hate to say this, that you feel like something isn't right, or something is different? They come and go. We learn to love those days and despise them. That's nature.
I sat in the snow yesterday wondering, "How does this come about, man?" Have you ever felt that way? Like something is too beautiful to be real, or you just don't want to believe it. Well, I began to think of it like this:
You don't want to believe it because people in our society always look for a fucking problem. Stop looking, I swear to Hamlet, a problem will find its way into your life. I know it.
Also, snowboarding is ridiculously hard, if you try it just keep in mind that your ass will be pink like Jiggly Puff and will hurt like a bitch. I had fun though, it's really something everyone should try. And once you have the basics down, it's all fun from there :).
During the drive to Wrightwood, I listened to the new Airborne Toxic Event song called "Changing". They are undoubtably one of my favorite bands and not one of their songs have disappointed me, and I love when bands stick to their original style instead of throwing around foreign beats willy nilly in their new album. It's definitely the worst when one of the best bands known to my ipod turns into a instrumental cluster fuck after their first release or two. Really? And one of the bands that have done that recently is The Killers. I was pissed when I heard Day & Age for the first time. Sam's Town was an extraordinary piece of tunes and nothing beats Hot Fuss, but Day & Age had like two good songs and the rest fell flat. The brings me to the word of the day, sell-out.
A sell-out is a person or band that plays into mass media just for money and the general public's hugs and kisses. They do this to piss off the fans who possess true music loving and nurturing capacity. If you seek a amazing band with countless records and have never fed from the sell-out hand, listen to The Cure. That's good music.
I want hot chocolate, peace.