Has anyone been like, super obsessed with "I brought My Bullets, You Brought Your Love" in the past like, three weeks? Much vampires, Many Small Mirrors. Also skipped my senior panoramic today, that was pleasent!
Hey, im going to plan to go to warped tour in Pittsburgh PA this year to go see my band The Relapse Symphony. (I dont really know much of the other bands going tbh, havent been following, just know they are going bc they posted so with the dates) and I have no one interested in going with. I know a few other bands that ill listen to, but there the main band i wanna see. (And there not even headlining) I wanna use this chance as a way to maybe meet someone new, and this is a way to make sure they have the same interest as me as a start.
I'm most like
Frank By a Big one from my chemical romance
() You’re born in April
(x) You’ve been addicted to alcohol and/or drugs
(x) You’re a born leader
()You love drawing and you do it well
(x) You love singing
(X)You don’t take sh** from anyone
() You’re afraid of needles
() You call your friends with their last names instead of their names
() You've got siblings and you love them
(X) You’re the oldest child,
() You’re born in July
(x) You play the guitar
(x) You’ve got a scar on your head
(X)You can’t swim
() You’ve got a fro!
(x) You’re 6’1”
() You’re shy
() You wear contact lenses
(X) You’re called mastermind or the quiet genius
() People do/used to laugh at you
() You’re born in September
(X) You play bass
() You’re near-sighted
() You wear glasses
(x) You feel an urge to stick a fork into a toaster
() You’re seen as the lil kid/brother/sister of your family or mates
() You’re the youngest sibling
3,2,1 WE CAME TO SUCK! Whats up guys? So today i got into a heated debate on weather or not good ol' in your face middle finger to the world fuck you style punk is real music? I say HELL YES AND ITS BEING FUCKING DECIMATED BY THIS MODERN SHIT! Lets be up front, FOB may be alternative, but not punk. Give me a fucking break. And you may be pissed already, but I know my punk. (MCR is not punk either, they are in a genre called "Emo" as much as they dont want to admit it. Its not a bad thing, emos just a genre that is very deep lyrically, but thats for a different day) Lets start with what punk is today. When you hear punk, you think green liberty spikes, leather jacket, ripped skinnys, and combat boots. Well, thats not always the case. Punk was like a gang war in California, With the north being your leather jacket anarchist like the Sex Pistols, and we had the south that was more of a Vans, tees, shorts, and skateing. This is where we get our bands like social distortion.
So I got a new job at Shamrock bowling alley, and it kinda sucks. But on the flip side, in less than two days my managers already love me working there, after not being sure about hiring me. I showed up saturday with my friends so they could do there league bowl and then she calls me back to her office. Turns out they went in to talk to her about a job and they threw my name out and she considered it and the deciding factor was that i fit the shirt. So i went and washed up and started working, and now all the other managers like me more than my two buddies who got me the job and are there every weekend since they were five. My specific job is to run the bounce houses, which sounds like fun but it sucks ASSSS. I have to work the bull (Picture it as a 100+ pound string puppet) 99% of the time, and if i'm not doing that, i'm cleaning tables and trash, and if its neither of those two, i'm cleaning the bounce houses.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE HALLOWEEN KING FRANK FUCKING IERO! HAPPY FUCKING IEROWEEN!
THIS IS MY GUITAR IN CURRENT STATE!
So last night the jack input of my guitar came out so i just sorta taped it back in. Wait, lets back up. Im jamming out learning to play "Shes so Perfect" (Planning a cover) by 5sos (Got into it from some frineds, were all aloud one boy band and there the most punkish) so im jamming out to the solid power chord song it is and i spin and the jack pulls it out of my peavy (Thank god not my BEA guitar) so I go and get a whole role of electrical tape. Fix it. then I notice the strap notch is a little iffy, so i wrap up that part of the arm to give it some support, then I got taped up a crack in the body under where my arm goes, so i cover that, and so after that, i say fuck it, lets just finish off the roll and wrap the other part where it sticks out even though its completely ok. So now my guitar looks black, with a little bit of red sticking out.
So theres me, looking hella rad after being told that after what was my worst performance of anything I got a 219 at competition and I'm att another (double header) where we had tge best (and last) show of my life. Couldn't think of any place id rather be than here right now!
So today I'm sitting in choir and the teacher goes to play the part on the piano and hits the wrong hey. The key just happppened to be that one singular note from the black parade. Just the one note from the very first beat. And the whole class losses it over this. So yea, there's your story of large pitty in about five seconds