These are the albums that are coming out this year that I’m very excited for!

July 14^th:

Daughtry – Leave this town

Sick Puppies – Tri-Polar

August 11^th:

Cobra Starship – Hot Mess

August 18^th:

Third Eye Blind – Ursa Major

August 25^th:

Mariah Carey – Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel

September 1st:

The Used - Artwork

September 22^nd:

Pearl Jam – Backspacer

September 29^th:

Paramore – Brand New Eyes

Alice in Chains – Black Gives Way To Blue

October 6th:

Mayday Parade (album name TBA)

And still waiting for official release times,

30 Seconds To mars (Fall 2009)

ANGELS & AIRWAVES (Winter 2009)

Blink -182 (2009 – 2010)

Breaking Benjamin (TBA)

Creed (August)

Goo Goo Dolls (TBA)

Heart (TBA)

Aaron Lewis (of Staind) (TBA)

Adam Lambert – On With The Show(This was recorded before AI. (Summer 2009)

Adam Lambert (Fall 2009)

Matchbox 20 (TBA)

The Offspring (TBA)

Stone Temple Pilots (TBA)

Velvet Revolver (TBA)

We can be best friends forever now that we’re not together

No matter what anybody says.

We’ll be best friends forever even though in my dreams you’re still in my arms.

I’ll be the guy that becomes the shopping buddy, the one you wish were gay

And you’d be able to ask me how that dress looks on you and not worry about if I’m having a boner as we speak.

We can be best friends forever now that we’re not together

No matter what anybody says.

We’ll be best friends forever from now on until whenever

No matter what anybody says.

Oddly enough the beginning portion of these lyrics came to me as I was mowing. Oddly enough I'm stuck, but I really love the concept. It could be very interesting.

*shrugs* well that's it for now. 

In the great scheme of things,
Nothing ever makes sense.
With each little step we take,
Something comes from nothing
And it sweeps us away.

The shadows that we have lived in,
Embrace us when we drop our guard.
It's the reality of this prison.
That we will never understand.

I began writing a blog a few days ago, as I do at the end of every year. For the past 3 years. A word comes to mind. Nostalgia. What is nostalgia? Well for one it is a noun, and it's definition is this. "a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one's life, to one's home or homeland, or to one's family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time."  This is only my second year in highschool but I'm already feeling a big punch of nostalgia. This year like I said in my previous blog had a lot of firsts. Like well, I made it into Madrigals. (Third times a charm.) I played a big role in the THS production of "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat." I met some great people, and became friends with alot of really cool people. I patched up some old relationships, and I destroyed some old relationships. I have a lot on my mind. A lot of people are leaving us again this year. Next year won't be the same. When a senior leaves it is not an isolated event. Seniors have been in the high school for a full 4 years. (With the few exceptions of people who have moved here.) They are so integrated into life by their fourth year in the school that when they leave, we all feel it. People like Taylor Davis, Emma Wilson, Lucas Snow, and many other amazing people love them hate them, I know you probably are losing someone this year that you are close too or you at least no someone who was a big part in something that you knew this school year. Choir isn't going to be the same without Taylor, Emma, and Lucas, and a few other great and amazing voices. I'm going to miss walking in and seeing Taylor do one of his Nixon impersonations, or when Emma and Taylor get into a little fake argument and scream out random things in the middle of choir. I'm going to miss the days in the musical when Lucas runs up to some random person grabs them by the nipple and starts making them scream like a little girl. So many faces that I've become so accustomed to seeing are leaving us. But in no way is a Seniors leaving just something that we can shrug off and think nothing of. When they leave, a bit of us leaves too. We have to fight and put that back together. Next year, me and a few others will no longer be freshmans, sophomores, or Juniors. We'll move on up. I'll become a Junior, and I'll be one step ever closer to that diploma and a future that's just as clouded as it is now, or maybe even more so.

Without further adu I can't end this blog without shouting out to some of the people who have made my life just a little bit happier, by just being there to help me when I'm down, or give me a pointer or two on how to do something or just one random thing or another.

Taylor Davis, Emma Wilson, Kendra Manning, and Lucas snow, you guys made Choir fun I may not have known you very well. But you guys did the most random of things in choir that just made everyone in the room laugh and just take a load off. I'm going to miss that, and I wish you all good luck on your journey's on into the new frontier. "To boldly go..."

Mr Garrett Wilson, you my friend made lunch, the musical, madrigals, and choir personally fun for myself. You always put up with my stupid rantings and me and Buddha's fights, and you even helped us make fun of Thad all the time. You are a great person, and I'm going to miss all the stupid things we've done in choir. It's not going to be the same without you buddy.

And Kenzie. I sort of knew you last year, but last year you were just the student director in the musical. You were an upperclassmen who just went under my radar. This year during the musical something amazing happened. If it weren't for Kori, I don't know where you and me would be by now. But I can't help but thank her for the happiness I've had for over the past month. If I were to die right now, I'd die happy. I've never been this happy in my entire life. No matter where the future takes us, a part of me will always be with you, and the same goes for you. You've made my days worth living. And each morning when I wake up all I see is your eyes, your faces. I live to breathe you in. You are like my ecstasy. You make me feel complete. You are amazing. I love you very much. I don't know but until I met you these words from Rent never made much sense to me. The living by the moment, and not caring what comes next and just going with the flow never made sense to me. Ever. But they do now. "No day but today."

There are other Seniors, that I am going to miss dearly. I'm sorry if I forgot you, but I'm in such a rush I'm on a flow just to outerspace, and I just want you guys to know that you all mean so very much to me.

And to those of you I am going to be seing next year that mean so very much to me. I just want to thank you for every little thing you've ever done for me. Every hello and goodbye we've shared, each and every late night we've stayed up talking about random things. Shooting people's feet with airsoft guns because they won't tell us something we want to know. Or making fun of random people just because we can. To you guys you guys are the icing to my cake. (even though the cake is a lie.) You guys are amazing.
(In no specific order) Taylor Gartshore, Aaron Gosnell, Cassie Burton, Trevor Hinton, Mareva Vaughan, Taylor Neal, B.J., Buddha, Corey McClure, Craig West, Chris Sylvester, Logan French, Bailey Roseberry, Jack Holloway, and so many many more that I just can't remember, because my mind is going on and on. If you and me hang out, are friends in any kind of way. Or we just plain love each other like family, or any some random thing. This message is for you. I couldn't make it without you guys.

And to this I say. Let's live today like tomorrows our last.

As corney as it may sound, an entire summary of my year is in due order. I mean, not that it means everyone in the world is going to read it. Hell I don't even care anymore if anyone reads my blogs anymore. (It's a good sign, shows you all have lives.) It's good excercise for my brain, and it helps me weed out ideas that have just been coming in and out of this cluttered up mess called my brain. This year held alot of firsts. As do most years when you actually open up your eyes and look around you. Life is beautiful, and yeah this is coming from the man toting the words and darkness of a modern day teenage Edgar Allen Poe. Yeah yeah yeah, I've heard it all. XD. It's nice to know that I'm not the only one who's had his up and downs this entire year. There have been some fun times, some overly emotive and angry times, and some times that just don't add up with the pattern my life had been running. I can't say too much yet, because there is always room for error, and that's what a human life consists of. Trial, and error. Yin & Yang. It's encompassed throughout everything that we all know as human beings. Each step we take is either a triumph or a failure. We just have to get back up and take that failure and try to turn it into another triumph for the home team. You.

If this seems like a pep-talk to myself, it kind of is. Tomorrow's another and even more grand adventure that I just can't wait to indulge in. It's odd, I'm a more optimisitic person than most people think I am. Or at least, I am a more optimistic person than I let other people know that I am. Yeah, that sounds correct, or at least more convenient. Okay now that I'm done rambling on about things that I didn't even think I'd be rambling on, let me continue. This year I met very few, new people. I knew most of the people that I know now, but lets just say I never was truly friends with them or we had fallen away. And yeah, to say the least I've probably lost some friendships that have been imperative to me in the past. But High School is a defining point in a Human's development. We grow and change so rapidly everyone else can't keep up, and some people are left behind in the dust screaming. "WTF just happened here." And of course I look back, missing some of the relationships that have crumbled apart. Most of them haven't died, they just aren't as strong as they once were once upon a time. People like Danny, Trevor, Amy, Hannah, Rob, and a few other people who at the moment I just want to let know you mean a lot to me I'm just having one of those moments where I can't quite remember your names. So these guys I've known for awhile. (Surprisingly I knew who Trevor was just didn't know WHO he was.) We've grown closer as the time has gone on and well I know you guys more than I did at the beginning of this year. And well I was going somwhere with this but my short one track mind has just totally gone kerplunk.

Well what else is new? Right. Well I'll probably have more to say at a time when my brain isn't tumbling downard in a crazy worlwind of mixed emotions and crazy psycho uterrances. So... I bid you adu for now. Until further notice.

Sometimes I feel like I’m standing alone,

Being forced to help wage a war between the rich and the poor.

Even in my youth where each loss is a gain.

Even though I’m stuck in this moment without a song to refrain.

It’s this point of suspense that’s always surreal

At this point in the movie when the hero is killed.

 

The strings in the orchestra lead gently and proud,

As the soldier is finally found more than alive.

The enemy of their country standing high above the crowd.

While he holds shakingly in his hands a gun to be drawn.

Let out, and it rings a shot across the dank movie scene,

In which every moment is justified in beautiful CG.

 

It’s just like yesterday the hero was heard,

Quoting ole’ Abraham for all to adore.

It’s that point of suspense the way we always feel,

At this point in the movie when gravity’s gone,

And the hero and the heroine finally die.

They were in the arms of each other fighting the fight,

The one final battle for the rest of their lives.

No mention of the system and the studio sounds,

As the red light goes off high above their heads.

The meaning of this feature has become to grand.

It’s useless even trying to understand,

The point of this suspense that they always conceal.

At this point in the movie when the plot is revealed.

Baby can’t you see that this picture is real,

And the end of the world is close on our heals.

What stops you from falling apart when you’ve lost the spark

And you are as good as dead lost deep within your head.

When the world and the law has you by the throat,

You’re so close to having everything you’ve wanted,

And yet so very close to losing it all.

The fall is hard especially when you know you shouldn’t fall at all.

But the world around you wants to take the cake,

Because the cake is a lie, and the lie is a piece of cake.

In reality that doesn’t make sense.

But in this new faceless shadow of a falling apart life,

Where all the lies come into bloom

And they throw you away.

Lock the key, and keep you down,

It’s all a part of the master plan.

You are not important to the world at large,

They just can’t keep their mouths shut and stay away.

Because in this day in age, the modern world.

Everyone gives a damn about the things that shouldn’t matter.

I’m doing this because I don’t want to rely,

On the others, the ups, the man.

I want to be in control

My heads done spinning around in circles,

The games the same just a new league to be competing in.

Just as smart just not as much experience,

My head’s lit like a match in the pre-Olympic morning.

With the torch circling the globe, a symbol for the poor,

A sign that small people can make a difference in this little big world.

I wish my arguments had quieted her long ago,
This is the way I'm destined to go.
I can't turn around and look back on the day.
This is the chance And I'm ready to say.

No longer can I be this man,
Hiding behind the simulated videogame lights,
Locked in a room two stories high,
Where it takes just seconds to get by
On the resulting high of perpetual sound,
The residue of them stoner boy hounds
On the green in the seam for everyone to see.

For this time in the prison; a year in the cell.
Completely medicated on something close to hell,
It's a depressant of the most potent brand.
Knowing that the trains leaving,
And your life has only just began.

Falling apart in the gleam of the lights,
Listening to the stereo as you stay up all night.
Locked in your memory of things you wish to forget,
Like the day before yesterday and the years before that.

Building your life up like a sandcastle that's destined to fall,
In the tides of the ocean that are never going to stop,
They're flowing in slow motion as you look into the glass,
Just seconds before the earthquake. Everything is not meant to last.

You're growing up fast, and you realize the same thing,
That the Juniors and Seniors before you relized just days before the end.
Senioritis and the glory behold, nothing but the future and you're leaving your home.
It's the best and the worst case scenario for a life on the edge.

You're sixteen in America, 21st Century America,
Economy's crumbling and you're losing your mind.
It's the breakdown of a new age,
Brought on once again in the residue of the stoner boy hounds
With the green in their eyes, and their heart on their sleeves,
Like a live handgrenade ready to blow away all life from your hand.

Is this just me ramblin on,
Or am I simply trying to bring this all upon myself.
He's on the edge of oblivion, and she's reaching out to you.
You feel as if you're losing your mind to the end of the year.
It's calling your name and you feel it coming loud.
You wish you could reach your hand out into the crowd,
And seep away the essence of their youth.
So tomorrow won't come, and today's etched in your memory for all eternity.

In this modern world... the system is the way.
Add the hysterical laughter of the jokers and the fools,
Who believe in the end they know all the rules.
They're just like everyone else, fighting to live while being lied too.
Because in the end there is nothing left to do,
But wait for your chance to make it out alive,
If it even comes at all.