Hey.

I've got a new LiveJournal and such.

www.livejournal.com/users/thyperfectlight.

I'll still update this guy every now and then.

Oh, wow. Hey. I got bored. Decided to go through my LiveJournal. You should do it with your own. It's seriously really fun. So, yeah. Here's what I've been up to:

School: I seriously miss Hanover more and more everyday. Lowell isn't as bad as I though, and I've made tons of new friends, but, still, it's just not the same.

Work: Man, I can't believe I've stayed at this job so long.

Band: The new band is going very well. Lots of shows booked, and good new songs. The members are all awesome, too.

Girls: Yeah, I don't know. There's not really anyone I'm looking at or really talking to.

Current Listenings: The Higher, Death Cab For Cutie, Sufjan Stevens, The Kinson, JamisonParker, Boys Night Out.

Current Readings: Jude (I know, it sounds kinda weird, but, go though it a few times. It's pretty neat.)

Woah, my livejournal. Weird.

Hey, everyone! How ya been? Yeah, cool. So, this girl called Shelly drives me to school everyday, and yesterday, she told me she was going to be a half an hour early today, but, I totally forgot. Yeah. She usually comes at 7:30, so, today, she would have gotten there at 7:00. I got up at 7:14. I don't know. It's only a half-day, anyway. Yeah.

So, I'm in a new band called Cutaway Blue. Thats going good. It's a lot different from The Assignment. There is no screaming in this one, and it doesn't sound as heavy. Our new sound is more of an indie/pop-punk sound. See, we have piano, synth, and other keys in it. I guess I'd compare us to Straylight Run meets Motion City Soundtrack meets Copeland meets Panic! At The Disco.

I hate school. Still. Yeah, since Mrs. Garret screwed me to the max, it's been gay. If you don't know, Mrs. Garret calls me a few weeks before my senior year starts, and tells me I'm a few credits short, and theres nothing I can do but take another year. I could have done something about it if she would have told me before, but yeah, she didn't. So, I'm a junior over at Lowell High School. Next year, thought! Hanover, sucka!

Do you hear the jet plane yawning miles across the sky?
Hear the garbage truck back down in boulevard
Setting off the car alarms as it passes by?
Do you hear the static of one thousand de-tuned radios?

Shut the window love, keep the world outside
I don't want to think about anyone
And the footsteps are getting louder
Drowning out the sound of the rain as it knocks on the windowsill
I'm not answering the phone, let it ring
Lately i've been feeling like a falling bomb
The ground is getting closer and the sky is falling...down

This song has been brought to you..by a falling bomb
This song has been brought to you..by a falling bomb

....and it's done!

(i mean this is the BEST way possible.)

Hello, my dear friends.

Heres a list of what I've been up to.

Shows. Shows.
I've done 2 shows since we've last spoken of anything of that sort. One was at PopCulture Coffee House.It went pretty well.My sister came to that, so, it was cool. I like being able to do shows and not feel like a complete idiot after the show. It was a good time, though. SHAWN WAS THERE! I was outside, talking to Elysa and some other people, and I see these 3 people walking down the sidewalk, and I look for a second, and yell "SHAWN!" and run full speed to him, pick him up, and snip around. If you think thats gay, screw you! Shawn is awesome! Tom had a gam that night, so, he left it early to get to the show. I guess that really made this coach mad. So mad, he kicked Tom off of the team.

That night, Shawn, Blake, and Shawn II stayed at Calebs house with us. Shawn and I stayed up watching some awesome videos of people falling down and whatnot. That morning, I woke up, and hung out for a while. Elysa came over at about 10, and everyone went to get some food. I love Culvers. Those are some good eats, I tell ya! After that was over, Shawn and the gang had to leave. Sad, sad, sad. Later that day, Elysa and I went to her house for a bit, and up to Merrville and went to some stores. That was a good time. She's fun! Later on, we did another show. This was awesome (minus the 3rd band who played. They went on for freaking ever). Once we did play, it was cool. We sold a lot of shirts and CD. Buttons are gone. We are totally out. Rock!

School

...is lame.

Work

...is lame.

I reccomend to the following

Straylight Run, Haste the Day, The Chariot, Hidden In Plain View, Damien Rice, Thrice, The Honour Recital, My Chemical Romance, Senses Fail

Reading

Elysa, I'm reading Blue Like Jazz. For real.

Farewell, everyone.

something, i need to look around and breath. i need to look at the people in the situation. i need to look at how i will end up when everything is over.

to my dearest friends (you know who you are):

i love you both very much, and you know that. i am sure you both know i've been kinda sad/mad/frustated/confused about this entire situation, but, i want you both to know this: in my heart, i know everything is going to be ok.

to one of you (you know who you are):

i have come to this: God has brought you into my life not for anything but being extreamly good friends like we have always been. know this: no matter the outcome, nothing will be weird. i promise. i love you, kiddo. theres nothing that can change anything.

to the other one:

you are you. i cant let anything stop us from talking/being friends/moving to Oregon/me coming to where you live or anything. no matter what, it'll always be the same.

to you both:

i love you.