I overdose on people. I need to get away from them.

STOPTALKINGSTOPTALKINGSTOPTALKING.

Do not take it personally when I do not answer the phone. Do not take it personally when I do not answer messages. Do not take it personally when I do not respond to anything. Do not take it personally when I disappear completely.

I will be there if you need me... but I cannot be there if you want me.

Not now.

I would prefer to be an ass than to pretend that I am interested when I am not. Straight-forward. No bullshit. I tire of social games.

STOPTALKING.

All the words I hear are empty and foul, reverberating and polluting my mind. Let me find the silence I have been missing. It is the human voice that bores itself into my brain. Language seemed to me beautiful once. Now it seems to me vile, corrupted and deformed of its original beauty with the nastiness of the human voice. The softest poetry turned into the ugliest verse with the spoken word.

The written word remains untainted, my only hopes of communication without severe distaste.

I think I need to be in my own room again for awhile to get the voices out of my skin. My own room. Or else I will surely go insane. I have never had such angry thoughts.

I hate whenever you get near the bottom of a cereal box and all that is left is cereal powder.

This journal is becoming a stream of consciousness.

I am going to shoot myself in the foot. This paper is going nowhere.




I don't believe in an interventionist God
but I know darling that you do
but if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
not to intervene when it came to you
not to touch a hair on your head
to leave you as you are
and if He felt He had to direct you
then direct you into my arms

AHHHHHH CHRIS CORNELL IS COMING TO BOSTON!

Why do I always find out these things when tickets are already sold out?

- cries inside -

You know I'll be trying everything now to get a ticket.

CHRISCORNELLCHRISCORNELLCHRISCORNELL!

Oh man... it's like they knows me.

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_the rejection_

'foolish child, looking for love
 falling for idols and mistaken gods
 naïvely wishing for lover's tears
 to fill your tiny paper cup!'


25 february 2007

My only hope for passing my Journalism exam is the ability to stay up late, wake up early, and good ol' Wikipedia.

My night with the Goo Goo Dolls... there will be a lot of pictures. Brace yourselves.

I was in the 7th row! It was awesome... I shared several "moments" with Robby; smiles exchanged (and Robby does have the most endearing smile!), and he threw his bass pick directly into my section. The woman right in front of me snatched it up, though. She turned around and told me it was for her 9-year-old son... as if she were apologizing that I didn't get it? She caught it, she deserves it! No apologies are needed! :) Although I am very jealous... because it was Robby's pick annnnnnd it was lime green. How absolutely perfect...

My biggest moment was when he looked right at me and I waved and he threw me a peace sign! ^__________________^

John was sporting a major Bono-look; slicked back hair and dark sunglasses. Funny thing is, he even called himself out on the resemblance. Oh John. He's a funny one. At one point he took a guy's cellphone and chatted with the person on the other line. The conversation went something like this:

"Hey... I need to ask you something: why aren't you here? Don't give me that crap, 'you couldn't buy a ticket.'"

Hahaha... I love John. He actually played his guitar solos this time, unlike at the San Antonio show where he didn't. That was good to see... "Slide" was beautiful. "Name" was also nice... and "Iris" was practically epic. It was a beautiful show...

I sadly could barely see Mike, so I have very little to comment about on his part. He was completely hidden behind his set from my angle.

I love Robby, though. His energy and smiles and even those ridiculous scowling faces he did... it just seemed like he really was having a great time. He has a great connection with the audience.

John, on the other hand, seemed completely disconnected at first. A few songs into the set, though, he warmed up and seemed to enjoy himself a bit more. I wish I could've touched his hands; he seems like he'd have nice, rough hands.

... I realize that I sounded a bit crazy there.

All in all, it was a great show. I had a good time. My only complaints are that it was too short (it was over at 10:30! so early!) and that they didn't play "Here Is Gone." There are a bunch of other songs I would have liked to have heard too (Two Days in February, Road to Salinas, Dizzy, so on and so forth...), but "Here Is Gone" was one I thought they'd play.

Oh well! I still love them. ^___^

Pictures... in no particular order.





































































ROBBY IS MY HUSBAND! ^____________________________________________^