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Poetry. Stream of Consciousness. Spontaneity. Angst. Humor. Bliss. Regret. Comtemplation. Comfort. Fear. Hope. Love.
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Monday, September 24, 2001 :::
Songs of the moment: "War in Me" by Kenna
"The Moon is Down" by Further Seems Forever
Remember the last time you read an up-to-date post from me? "It's been a while...but it doesn't seem like it." comments on that infamous quote are welcome :)
This is my first websurf on an on-campus computer. i dunno y i typed that. seemed noteworthy.
SO. I stayed up till freakin' 4:45 this morning, talking to Anne and attempting to study sociology for the "pop quiz" we were supposed to have today. I get 2 hours of sleep, get to class early, and what happens? this chick walks in and says "hey guys, class is cancelled. your professor is sick." my initial reaction is YEEEEAH BOOOOYYY...but then I remember how frickin' late i stayed up preparing for this shiznit, and i pray that i'm still asleep...or able to somehow go back home and nap 'till my next class at 12:50. no luck. however, after stopping for breakfast at KFC, i met up with a guy named Matt from my sociology class. he's actually a really cool kid, contrary to my initial impression. We got to talkin', and it turns out that we're both avid rock fans of the purest breed. his fanatical involvement with bands is similar to mine in that we're both all about grass roots...his main hobbies are writing beats and mixing (he's a DJ...DJ Handyman), and discovering new music-which is what i'm ALL about. I told him about Absent...his reaction seemed authentic, and he even offered his talents if we ever desired a sampler/dj. SO, we're gonna' swap cds wednesday, i believe, and we'll see how it goes from there. haven't actually listened to his stuff yet, though...check it out at www.mp3.com and lemme know whatcha think.
Anne is a pretty awesome kid...possibly worthy of a Holy Moley one of these days...we'll have to see about that, though, as the sacred Holy Moley is only dealt to a select few. We share several interests, enjoy the same breeds of music and movies, and...well...we've both got a lot of mojo. note to Anne: what happened last night? did you fall asleep at the keys?
ABSENT IS THE GREATEST BAND EVER. man, we rocked the hizouse saturday night, and although the mix apparently sucked, it really wasn't of much consequence, cuz the turnout was huge, and the crowd's response was awesome! we even got 2 series' of chants (ABSENT! ABSENT!); once before we began, and once after the set's conclusion. I love playing with the guys so much...i think those shows are my happiest moments these days. but this time around, it was...it was like i've read about, to a certain extent...artists being moved by the crowd, realizing that this is without a doubt how they want to live their lives. when a crowd loves you...sings your songs...gets physically and emotionally lost in the music; it's the best feeling. it's like nothing else in the world. I CAN'T WAIT TO PLAY HARD ROCK LIVE.
"The moon is down, Heaven is waiting for us to find her..." -Further Seems Forever
Hanging with my old-school friends back home was possibly the best part of the entire visit. I love them so much...Juan, Melo, Will, Crystal, Cliff, my brothers in Absent...everyone that i established a bond with during HS. It seems that physical distance causes one to forget just how closely bound together we are by the ties of friendship. I'm SO glad that everyone's still able to get together and spend time with each other; it's inexplicably important. I know that we'll always be tight, regardless of how far we live from each other. However, we truly should all move to Boston after college...that'd be the ultimate. it'd be the perfect movie. who wants to come along?
I didn't fully realize how much i'd missed melo till we started jammin' out in the car to new tunes...in so many ways, we parallel each other...but it's a fact that we can't spend copious amounts of time together without intermissions. or maybe the island trip was a fluke. i dunno. but one of these days, we'll put that to the test again. and there will be a boxing match. oh yes. i know that we all long to revisit the island...and we will.
i think i recieved my first true dosage of homesickness last night. while attempting unconsciousness, it felt as if, for a brief second, i was in my waterbed back home, and i could see my air purifier in my closet (which, in reality, was blanketed in darkness near my apartment's bathroom, save for the two operating lights that will always be familiar). However, what always brings me back to the now is the position of my bed; the wall used to be on the right side of the bed, and i'd roll off the left side. now things are reversed...yet sometimes, i still reach for my stereo's remote upon waking up, only to be greeted by a cold, hard wall. don't get me wrong; it's not at all bad here...it's great, in fact. it's just...not home.
GREEN: Anne, pizza, Matt, Kenna, Jimmy Eat World, Absent, video games, that ONE glorious spot on the ride home with exasperating, refreshing forestry and purity.
RED: (nothing)
BLUE: home, my room/waterbed, mom, dad, melo, Absent, my true friends back home, the island.
YELLOW: U.T., dad, absolute honesty, walking to the mailbox back home with the appropriate key on my keychain.
Lack of sleep is truly taking its toll. I have to beat this...that's all there is to it. there's no other option.
"Take me for the rose I am...lay yourself in my bed again...showered and covered in petals of red." -Kenna
-awake?
::: posted by AJBrotz at 9:54 AM

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