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pictures pictures pictures... from my last show. Ok so I don't look like I'm rocking out much, but they were all taken at the beginning of the set + I was still filled with nerves 
My band is Vinyl Stickons... the others are the ones we played with.
Only Festerin Nun were any good, really... the other two bands were very young + I think they secretly wanted to be Greenday
I didn't get to see the Two Towers today
I have to work out my finances, I'm not sure if I can afford it... Noooooooo! I will, I just won't buy anything for Christmas dinner
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Here where you are standing
The dinosaurs did a dance
The indians told a story
Now it has come to pass
The Indians had a legend
The Spaniards lived for gold
The white man came and killed them
But they haven't really gone
We live in the city of dreams
We drive on the highway of fire
Should we awake
And find it gone
Remember this, our favorite town
From germany and Europe
And Southern U.S.A.
They made this little town here
That we live in to this day
The children of the white man
Saw Indians on TV
And heard about the legend
How their city was a dream
We live in the city of dreams
We drive on the highway of fire
Should we awake
And find it gone
Remember this, our favorite town
The Civil War is over
And World War One and Two
If we can live together
The dream it might come true
Underneath the concrete
The dream is still alive
A hundred million lifetimes
A world that never dies
We live in the city of dreams
We drive on the highway of fire
Should we awake
And find it gone
Remember this, our favorite town
My band is Vinyl Stickons... the others are the ones we played with.Only Festerin Nun were any good, really... the other two bands were very young + I think they secretly wanted to be Greenday
I didn't get to see the Two Towers today
I have to work out my finances, I'm not sure if I can afford it... Noooooooo! I will, I just won't buy anything for Christmas dinner ------------------------------
Here where you are standing
The dinosaurs did a dance
The indians told a story
Now it has come to pass
The Indians had a legend
The Spaniards lived for gold
The white man came and killed them
But they haven't really gone
We live in the city of dreams
We drive on the highway of fire
Should we awake
And find it gone
Remember this, our favorite town
From germany and Europe
And Southern U.S.A.
They made this little town here
That we live in to this day
The children of the white man
Saw Indians on TV
And heard about the legend
How their city was a dream
We live in the city of dreams
We drive on the highway of fire
Should we awake
And find it gone
Remember this, our favorite town
The Civil War is over
And World War One and Two
If we can live together
The dream it might come true
Underneath the concrete
The dream is still alive
A hundred million lifetimes
A world that never dies
We live in the city of dreams
We drive on the highway of fire
Should we awake
And find it gone
Remember this, our favorite town
Wow, things went pretty good last night.
I was more terrified + nervous than even before my first ever gig (which is crazy). I don't know why I was so scared. There just seemed to be a lot of people that had been messaging me saying - I can't wait to see your band - I'm coming on Monday! Argh. It was scarey.
The strangest thing happened though, which has never happened before - When I got on stage my terror completely disapeared. It's just not been like that. Everytime I've played a live gig (about 30-40 times probably) my nerves have stuck with me until I left the stage. But not last night. It rocked!! The drummer was solid as a rock. I love him for it, it was great for him to step up like he did. The main guitarist (I won't say lead, because the other one plays some lead too), messed up a bit, apparantly. But I couldn't hear him. Besides no one else noticed.
It was the best time I've ever had on stage + people actually liked us
Although our ex-drummer + all his friends turned up. It made me sick. They were there to judge us (it was the first gig we've had since we got rid of him). It made me so mad. I didn't acknowledge any of them. I think that's why I was so nervous because I knew they were looking for holes. It pissed me off too because I got off stage + was handing my flyers out + the bass player (who is actually an average guitarist apparantly 'demoted' to playing bass ), asked how I thought it went and I just said
"aww you know there were a few mistakes but we enjoyed it."
He just said " yeah, we could tell you'd made mistakes"
wtf?! There was just no need to say that. But then there were loads of nice people who said nice things afterwards.
We played with a really kick-ass ska band too. They rocked. Really nice boys too. I gave them all SG stickers + told them it was a 'punk rock porn site' + they got all wide eyed - bless 'em
Hopefully we'll be playing with them again...
Now I'm thoroughly exhausted, but I am going to try + see the Two Towers tomorrow. Hopefully there'll be tickets left for an afternoon showing. + I got some Pictures from last night, so I'll try + get them on my website...
Ugh... is there such a thing as adrenaline hang over?
I was more terrified + nervous than even before my first ever gig (which is crazy). I don't know why I was so scared. There just seemed to be a lot of people that had been messaging me saying - I can't wait to see your band - I'm coming on Monday! Argh. It was scarey.
The strangest thing happened though, which has never happened before - When I got on stage my terror completely disapeared. It's just not been like that. Everytime I've played a live gig (about 30-40 times probably) my nerves have stuck with me until I left the stage. But not last night. It rocked!! The drummer was solid as a rock. I love him for it, it was great for him to step up like he did. The main guitarist (I won't say lead, because the other one plays some lead too), messed up a bit, apparantly. But I couldn't hear him. Besides no one else noticed.
It was the best time I've ever had on stage + people actually liked us
Although our ex-drummer + all his friends turned up. It made me sick. They were there to judge us (it was the first gig we've had since we got rid of him). It made me so mad. I didn't acknowledge any of them. I think that's why I was so nervous because I knew they were looking for holes. It pissed me off too because I got off stage + was handing my flyers out + the bass player (who is actually an average guitarist apparantly 'demoted' to playing bass
), asked how I thought it went and I just said "aww you know there were a few mistakes but we enjoyed it."
He just said " yeah, we could tell you'd made mistakes"
wtf?! There was just no need to say that. But then there were loads of nice people who said nice things afterwards.
We played with a really kick-ass ska band too. They rocked. Really nice boys too. I gave them all SG stickers + told them it was a 'punk rock porn site' + they got all wide eyed - bless 'em
Hopefully we'll be playing with them again...Now I'm thoroughly exhausted, but I am going to try + see the Two Towers tomorrow. Hopefully there'll be tickets left for an afternoon showing. + I got some Pictures from last night, so I'll try + get them on my website...
Ugh... is there such a thing as adrenaline hang over?
in OT. Oh well.
"you're doomed"
"yoooou'rrre allll dooooooommed"
Ha ha ha!! I just watched Friday 13th. It's such a terrible film (in one of those old-good ways).
So much fun
"yoooou'rrre allll dooooooommed"
Ha ha ha!! I just watched Friday 13th. It's such a terrible film (in one of those old-good ways).
So much fun
I'm having trouble seeing things. It's quite scary. I think it's a migraine but it feels like I'm slowly going blind as more and more of my 'sight area' is turning to white light.
It's actually very difficult to read + type. This is a pain as I have loads of work to do today.
I'm ignored a lot lately. Maybe it's just I can be difficult to argue with. Maybe it's because I talk a lot of crap. I don't know.
We have a gig on Monday. It's been so long since getting the new guys. I guess they've had to try + fit in but the drummer really is sucking a bit + he doesn't even realise it. This is making me incredibly nervous + although it's 4 days away I have butterflies. I really hope it's not a disaster. So manu people are expecting us to be good. What can we do though?! It's our first gig with a new guitarist + drummer... how can they expect us to be instantly good?! They should expect it. We should be instantly good. Why aren't we? The drummer's only just started making an effort with practise. Ugh. I have to not think about it so much. If we suck we suck. As long as I play OK I shouldn't feel bad...
... right?
...huh?
Gah... must stop... feeling sorry... for self.
It's actually very difficult to read + type. This is a pain as I have loads of work to do today.
I'm ignored a lot lately. Maybe it's just I can be difficult to argue with. Maybe it's because I talk a lot of crap. I don't know.
We have a gig on Monday. It's been so long since getting the new guys. I guess they've had to try + fit in but the drummer really is sucking a bit + he doesn't even realise it. This is making me incredibly nervous + although it's 4 days away I have butterflies. I really hope it's not a disaster. So manu people are expecting us to be good. What can we do though?! It's our first gig with a new guitarist + drummer... how can they expect us to be instantly good?! They should expect it. We should be instantly good. Why aren't we? The drummer's only just started making an effort with practise. Ugh. I have to not think about it so much. If we suck we suck. As long as I play OK I shouldn't feel bad...
... right?
...huh?
Gah... must stop... feeling sorry... for self.
Thanks everyone for the support after my last journal entry. I won't reply to everyone, so don't take offence. I'm just really busy right now, sorry 
My kitty is fine, we bought him some treats, so he still loves me
He was wobbly on his feet yesterday which was amusing to watch!
My kitty is fine, we bought him some treats, so he still loves me
He was wobbly on his feet yesterday which was amusing to watch!
A friend is having serious problems. It breaks my heart to hear her so upset. She's had such a hard time for the last five years + when things seem to get better they crush her again. When things like this happen I feel so powerless. I feel like I want to lift the world for her. I want to make everything right. Why am I so weak?
I'd love to be a superhero. A superhero with special healing powers. Powers to heal one's physical health, but also powers to heal the soul, to heal the mind. It's scarey how vulnerable we are as humans with emotions. Data (warning:trekky moment) strives to be more human, to have a soul, to have feelings. But why? So he can feel pain? There was an episode where he helped a young boy through a period of grief. He convinced the boy that for all the pain he would feel, to be happy, to taste nice things, and to love all the pain would be worthwhile.
Some people just seem to experience an extrodinary amount of pain. But when they have to go through both physical + mental pain it is horrible to watch. When the mental pain is a result of the physical pain, but the physical pain won't go away without the restoration of the mental pain. What a horrid viscious circle.
I feel so powerless, so weak. I would give the world to help people like my friend. It pains me to watch.
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My kitty has also gone in to be neutered today. We had to leave him. They put him in a cage. I hope he's OK. I hope he understands. I hope he doesn't resent me for leaving him there.
I'd love to be a superhero. A superhero with special healing powers. Powers to heal one's physical health, but also powers to heal the soul, to heal the mind. It's scarey how vulnerable we are as humans with emotions. Data (warning:trekky moment) strives to be more human, to have a soul, to have feelings. But why? So he can feel pain? There was an episode where he helped a young boy through a period of grief. He convinced the boy that for all the pain he would feel, to be happy, to taste nice things, and to love all the pain would be worthwhile.
Some people just seem to experience an extrodinary amount of pain. But when they have to go through both physical + mental pain it is horrible to watch. When the mental pain is a result of the physical pain, but the physical pain won't go away without the restoration of the mental pain. What a horrid viscious circle.
I feel so powerless, so weak. I would give the world to help people like my friend. It pains me to watch.
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My kitty has also gone in to be neutered today. We had to leave him. They put him in a cage. I hope he's OK. I hope he understands. I hope he doesn't resent me for leaving him there.
I just wanted to say thank you to the people who were supportive after my last entry *hugs*
My lip is pretty much healed now, I think. I can eat + talk fine again
Agh, mondays. I hate mondays. I have so much to do + so little motivation.
My lip is pretty much healed now, I think. I can eat + talk fine again
Agh, mondays. I hate mondays. I have so much to do + so little motivation.
Ugh.
There's always someone on the internet who is a total CUNT. Excuse my language, I know it's vulgar, but I can't help it.
I mean where do people get off being so full of themselves? The internet gives people way to much confidence. It's because they can lie. They can exagerate. They can create a persona they wish they had in 'real life' but can't have because people in 'real life' can see right through them.
Where do people get off being so personal? Whenever an argument kicks off it's always turned on my personal situation. Which, obviously we're not discussing because I am not so stupid as to TALK about my personal situation with complete strangers, unless I want them to be personal with it.
When someone posts on the Internet (for all to see) about an intense personal sitation of theirs I presume they'd like some advice or opinion on it. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe someone should correct me on this count. But why else would they be posting it on a comments based journal? Unless it is to brag, or continue to create that ever so important persona of themselves. Why when I do offer my opinion (which I understand not everyone has to agree with; I can take that), do people seem shocked + get personal... insulting me or my situation which they know nothing about.
*le sigh*
Maybe I'm just confrontational. Maybe I bring this on myself, Maybe I shouldn't be a part of anything on the Internet...
There's always someone on the internet who is a total CUNT. Excuse my language, I know it's vulgar, but I can't help it.
I mean where do people get off being so full of themselves? The internet gives people way to much confidence. It's because they can lie. They can exagerate. They can create a persona they wish they had in 'real life' but can't have because people in 'real life' can see right through them.
Where do people get off being so personal? Whenever an argument kicks off it's always turned on my personal situation. Which, obviously we're not discussing because I am not so stupid as to TALK about my personal situation with complete strangers, unless I want them to be personal with it.
When someone posts on the Internet (for all to see) about an intense personal sitation of theirs I presume they'd like some advice or opinion on it. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe someone should correct me on this count. But why else would they be posting it on a comments based journal? Unless it is to brag, or continue to create that ever so important persona of themselves. Why when I do offer my opinion (which I understand not everyone has to agree with; I can take that), do people seem shocked + get personal... insulting me or my situation which they know nothing about.
*le sigh*
Maybe I'm just confrontational. Maybe I bring this on myself, Maybe I shouldn't be a part of anything on the Internet...
