Farewell, my dear iPod. May you go to heaven and not hell (which you probably will for playing so much death metal and satanic rock music).

Poor iPod is dead. Why do they only last a year and die? It reminds me of the Black Death or something (my iPod is the black one). So I am musicless at school and on the bus, and it's such a weird feeling. It most likely is that I'm deaf, and now I have to live in a muted world instead of the maximum volume Bose earphone one. Also, I'm a lot more tired on the bus because I don't have my luscious sound waves to wake me up :(

I think I may cry.

As my replacement (since I have NO money WHATSOEVER), I'm going to buy a cheap-o portable radio thingie. I'm not sure what they're scientific names are. But who really cares? Not I, and moreover I digress. My plan is to listen to KTUH, NPR, and BBC constantly and become incredibly smart and listen to my lovely DJ's all the time. I really have an obsession to DJ Ross Jackson, ToneDef, DJ Nocturna, DJ Enny, and Trav15. Yumyumyum deeeelicous music.

Plus then I don't have to do too much work to find/compile my playlists. They're already done by the geniuses over at University O' Hawaii.

I will miss my own sweet beats though. Underneath my optimistic exterior, I'm double sad.

Light shed on a question posed long, long ago

Do you know when day dream fantasies, and real life come together? The real life is so much sadder, deeper, fuller. It can make your inside feel like they may be lined up with the universe for once. The small things count more than ever was thought.

It all feels so right, like wind twisting elegantly through the trees outside my window right now, in the calm dark. It never made sense, and it never really will, but it doesn't have to. That's the thought that I feel when I look at the night sky, when it rains on me gently but I don't want to get into the car and drive away.

There's a box full of mix tapes with titles we came up with. They can show us where we came from but not how to get back there.


This post doesn't make sense at all. I will try to explain later.

Your Revolution Will Not Be Televised

A couple of things...

The first is this delectable band called Le Rev. This is their myspace page www.myspace.com/lerev. I would say they are sort of a trip pop band. Very enjoyable. Check out their videos too, because my internet friend Ryan Reyes helped make them and is in them! He is very funny, and if you need a good laugh, his youtube account is pimplywimp. I have spent many a hour in the computer lab with my headphones on watching his videos, chuckling to myself like some deranged crack addict.


Aren't they just the cutest?

The second thing is...Girl Fest! I'm volunteering for Hawaii's festival, happening in a couple of weeks. I HIGHLY suggesting going. You will hear fabulous local bands play, jam to the top slam poets, observe creative and intriguing art pieces, and to top it all off, support womens rights. Go to this website for more details: girlfesthawaii.org



p.s. the title of this post is a somewhat obscure reference that does actually connect to the subject matter. can you figure it out, o smart invisible readers? with or without google/wikipedia?

Ode to a Scenester

Your skinny jeans flatter your bod
You remind me of an eighties hot rod
I long for a gentle caress
How soon can our love manifest?
Together we can listen to the Misfits
Maybe some Clash, those charming Brits
Hold hands to Dead Can Dance
And if you want, we can trade pants

Give me your Adicts shirt,
So I can wear it to bed
Skate and destroy my heart
I'll be your Miss Murder,
Antithetic to the cure.
Fingers entwined, black nail polish
Come as you are
Because
That is
what I like about you.

I am a big deal blogger and deserve to win this funny t-shirt and win $500 because...

I'm not actually a big deal blogger, but I like to pretend anyways, and I deserve this t-shirt because I am so bad at blogging, it is tres amusant.