New Years resolutions usually take place at the beginning of the year, but I've decided to make mine now. (Possibly so I can get a head start and not feel like shit when I probably don't suceed)

Need to start taking better care of myself, both body and mind. And also the bank account too.

Next year is set to be one of the best so far on record and I want to make sure that everything is in place so it will be a time I will never forget.

More writing/drawing/painting/photography needs to be done. Fallen behind in everything which is pretty stupid since it's the one thing that makes me obviously happy.

Other than that, just time for a change.

A hell of a lot of time has passed since I was on here... so much so that it is pretty shameful.

Work, life and everything in between seems to rule these days no matter how much I don't want to believe they do. All time for creative purposes seems to be dwindling down to nothing. I can see my sketchbook looking at me mournfully from across the room but I barely have time to even pick it up.

And then there's the writing... grr. I always had this kind of thinking where I wanted to write something that would only be 15 chapters or so... and in saying that my latest one and the one I just want to finish before it turns into a monstrosity more than it already is, has just hit 130 chapters.

*massive facepalm*

And then there is the list of others that are in progress... I swear I just keep digging myself a bigger hole each time.

Other than that... new Used coming in Sep. So exciting words can barely contain it. And as always... AFI. I'm a little weary about the new work... I have no idea why, but something is telling me that I might just not like it as much as I hate to entertain that thought. And new Muse... September is going to be an awesome month indeed.

Going to see Anberlin next month and then Greenday in December... also can't forget ACDC next year. Already had to turn down going to see Gallows and The Bronx (that one hurt* due to money and work.

It sucked... pretty hardcore.

If anyone actually reads this, colour my surprised, but I'm happy just to put this all down for nowhere. The way my memory works it's probably the best thing.

I am currently realising just how god damn bad I am with this whole posting aspect. I applaud all of you who manage to do it daily because I just have no fucking idea how you all do it.

We are only in what? April? And i'm already broke.

Soundwave has already come and gone - Alkaline, Billy Talent, Anberlin, NIN, and then there FOB, and BFMV and then Rise Against.

Now it's all about MSI.

Even though it will be sans Lindsay I am almost fucking bouncing off the walls for the show. And that Steve is here is brilliant.

Cannot wait for the show and to be degraded and abused in every way no doubt.

Other than that, it's been life per usual. Looking for another job, seeing if I really want to study or not and saving my ass of for the big move.

Oh, and all the concerts that are going to pop up along the way... Something tells me it's going to be a big year for it.

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Is it possible to know someone that you have never met better than you know yourself?

Or is that you want to know them rather than yourself? Hmm.

So the birthday has come and gone... and all in all has been fucking amazing.

Rip came up, it's weird because on lj she isn't well known, but on Mibba she's almost a household name tbh. Was a total surprise she was coming and I almost shit myself when she woke me up.

And the presents.. oh my fucking god. Rip gave me AFI 7" and still kinda in awe over that considering she gave me In Love and Death vinyl when we went with her to see BFMV a few weeks back.

Presents were brilliant this year, tripod for my camera and candlelabra's and damn. And my sis... Holy Hell. The 2003 Australian Tour poster from AFI was a definite omfg moment. See, she collects vinyl and rare shit and basically everything My Chem, and I go after tour posters and hell I never even knew this one existed.

Then... Sing the Sorrow Vinyl. I am wordless because I have been looking so long for it and she got it for me.

And then there's the last present... not to sure if many people who arn't AFI fans know but the bitch got me clandestine. THE CLANDESTINE! It was sealed and everything. This is up there with Like Phantoms, Forever with My Chem, and she get it for me ... and imagine lots of jaw dropping and freaking out and so on but my god... CLANDESTINE.

And as for Phantoms... may just own a cope of that too. *insert sly grin here*

Overall brilliant day and night... and just ahhh  best birthday there's been for awhile.

And with the release of DR. The film clip is brilliant and yes yes it does have Snyder written all over it but people get over the fact.  It's so well done and utterly capturing.

I'm thinking it's been awhile since my last proper rant/blog. I'm sitting on my bed with laptop in hand, my slightly dog eared copy of Watchmen to my left and all of my pre-Sorrow AFI disc's laid out to the right.

Says volumes about my frame of mind at the moment.

So strap in or on, depending on your taste, this is going to be a long one.

I have this so so attitude towards music genre's. I don't think they really mean shit anymore to be quite honest. And switching between them on my iPod in a blink of an eye is really making it all that much more true.

See, the thing with genre's is that there is this whole sort of bullshit nazi rules that come with them. Enter stringent guidelines and axe wielding self appointed moderators (god forbid you ever piss them off, you could lose an eye or two) and you have every genre in the rock/metal world figured.

And the main part that drives me up the wall is how you can only be into this and not that. If you stray from the genre you have pledged to, well there will be hell to pay and sometimes that is putting it lightly.

And I just don't get it.

Who am I to be shitting on someone else's music tastes? I don't understand the barrage of insults that get fired all because my favourite band may have sold a little more or a little less music than yours. Because in the grand of scheme of things, does it even fucking matter?

That little tirade that you shouted at some kid wearing a Green Day shirt, making them feel like shit, made you feel good didn't it? Yet you were all smiles when the guy in the Fugazi shirt rocked up... What the fuck?

I think the ever droned phrase of  'Why can't we all just get along?' comes into play here. Just because you don't like it, doesn't make you a holier than commentator on the subject. I will fully admit that next to my copy of Black Sails I have Viva La Cobra and on the same shelf throw in Liberation Transmission, Scream Aim Fire, Adore, Sufferer and the Witness and Revenge right on the end.

Why should I be judged on that, when they are better reasons not to like me?

Another... life becomes a little sad when you know more about the lives of your favourite band members than your friends. 'Nough said.

And one last thing.... Desolation Road. I ain't a Dylan fan, I should be but it does'nt compute with me. But if Dylan sounded like this then I would be lining up. That's not saying shit against Dylan, that's just pointing out my taste in music.

But the cover, takes me back to the footage from the Penn 02 My Chem show, anyone seen that stuff? You ever having a point where music is starting to mean shit... watch that right there and it's as good as being born again in a pretty gothic catholic church.

Now I conclude one long ass rant.

It's been too long and there has been so much .. shit *emphasis complete with arm flailing* that has been happening lately.

First off, I spoil my sister way too much. This is a given, since I managed to get her a copy of the revenge vinyl for Christmas and make her one of the first in Australia to get her hands on it.

This, including the event that was her black and red themed and mychem-inspired-even-though-it-was-never-stated-outloud 21st, has prompted my family and friends to maybe possibly not to forget about my birthday this year.

Soo now there are all these plans and presents, which hey, is awesome so I'm not gonna turn that shit down. Would just be nice if they weren't doing it out of guilt basically.

BFMV in ... 16 days. Can't believe I wasn't a fan when I seen them with Avenged but hey it all comes down to timing right? And paired this with officially meeting my adopted big sister for the first time... it's going to be a hell of a month.

And Twilight. I loved the books even though I could seriously have gone at Bella with an axe for a majority of the books, but the movie... they lost that annoying martyr complex she had going on which all in all made it so much better. And Pattinson, colour me surprised. He did a brilliant Edward, somewhat melodramatic but hey that's all apart of the fun. And my Muse obsession has grown into an all out continual listening party... Our Time Is Running Out.. adore it.

Other than that... need to work because apparently money is essential and I'm really after this Mikeyway-esque zipper jacket I found in the States.

Christ I hate that exchange rate.

x

I feel like a weird little shit today.

And the whole thing with twitter is making me all... *iwannajoinandwatchbutidon'tbecauseiamnotintowantingtoknoweverything*

It's such a stupid thing, but it's kept me happy so far not knowing everything with them, and the freakin teenager within is all let's go and watch for hours were the adult is saying..... don't, you'll feel like a stalker.

Anyway, pissed at lj for only sending me useless notifications and failing with notifying me of all the important ones.

And pissed at the whole apocolypse mind frame that it's hitting everyone over Lindsey growing a bump. Really, don't be all ZOMG THE BAND IS GONNA LIKE>>>END!!!!! because for one, compared to a human life, it's only just a band, and as an amazing one as it might be it is still just that.

If they're gonna call it a day over anything, I would rather it be over something like this than over something a hell of a lot more worse.

Step back into reality for just one second, and look at everything for what it is.

As I said, weird shit today.

Completely stolen from padfoot_001


Who are they?

Five guys, who I am pretty freaking thankful that they indeed do what they do.

How long have you known about them?

Since 2004.

Who introduced you to them?

The Used, not litterally ha, just one thing leading to another.

What was your first impression of them?

Pretty awesome, and the listented some more, and then really awesome.

::Albums/Songs::

Favorite album?

Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge

Favorite Song?

Sleep. Even though I'm not really a fan of the Black Parade, but still. Pssht.

Favorite artwork?

Black Parade is pretty nice, but prefer all the Revenge work.

Least Favorite album?

The Black Parade, but only because of a few certain songs.

Least Favorite song?

Teenagers. I just... it seriously shits me.

Least Favorite artwork?

None.

::THE BOYS::

Who do you like better, Matt or Bob?

Bob. Hands down.

Should they have a keyboardist?

Either way not fussed.

Which one, if any, is your hero?

Gerard. A hell of a lot of admiration for that man.

Do you think they have changed since the beginning of the band?

How could they have not of changed?

Have you ever met them?

Argh, I hate this question. 2 metres! 2 fucking metres from Mikey and Ray and hell I still didn't get to meet them. Stupid security.. *glares* We we're not at the airport stalking them, we were catching our flight home, dumbasses.

::THOUGHTS::

Do you think that they are "emo"?

Don't even say that word round me.

Did you freak out when Mikey ditched the glasses?

Not really.

Do you obsess over Gerard's hair?

lol was a little bit worried about the blonde, but fuck the tangerine was awesome.

What song could describe your life at the moment?

Our Lady of Sorrow, for my sister.

Should they go back to their old sound or let The Black Parade live on?

I am hoping for a visit to the older sound mixed with some new, but please not another Black Parade.

Do you believe everything you read/hear about their personal lives?

Try not to pay attention to any of it to be honest.

::OTHER STUFF::

Are they your favourite band?

2nd. AFI, will always be first.

Could you ever stop liking them?

I seriously hope not.

Would you get a tattoo to show your dedication as a fan?

Probably will down the track.

How many times have you seen Life on the Murder Scene?

God, I don't even know, probably in the 30's by now.

Have you had to rebuy cds because you wore them out from listening to them too much?

Nope.

If you could say anything to them, what would you say?

Came close, pretty much freaked that much so hell I don't have a clue.

Have you seen them in concert?

4 times. When they come back, seeing the whole east coast tour.

What is the most you would pay to see them in concert?

No limit.

When did you first discover MCR?

Beginning of 2004. Became a fan of The Used, and one thing led to another and found My Chem.

When did you start to like MCR?

Hearing a few songs online, and bought Three Cheers as soon as it came out.

Which was your first album?

Revenge.

What was your first music video?

I'm Not Okay.

Which band member's name did you learn first?

Gerard, i'm pretty sure.

Favorite music video?

Honey. But due to a hell of a lot of other circumstance, Famous Last Words.

Favorite Band Member?

Gerard, Frank.

::THIS OR THAT?::

I Brought You My Bullets,You Brought Me Your Love/Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge?

Revenge.

Early Sunsets Over Monroeville/ Vampires Will Never Hurt You?

Vampires.

Honey this Mirror Isn't Big Enough for the Two of Us/Cubicles?

Honeeeey.

Our Lady of Sorrows/Headfirst for Halos?

Oh, shit. BOTH, BOTH!

Demolition Lovers/Drowning Lessons?

Has to be Lovers.

This Is The Best Day Ever/Skylines and Turnstiles?

This Is The Best Day Ever.

Romance/Interlude?

Interlude.

Helena/Cemetery Drive?

Cemetry Drive.

Give 'Em Hell, Kid/Hang 'Em High?

Give 'Em Hell.

Thank You For The Venom/To The End?

To The End.

I Never Told You What I Do For a Living/It's Not A Fashion Statement, It's A Fucking Deathwish?

Urgh... BOTH.

You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us in Prison/The Jetset Life is Gonna Kill You?
Jetset.

Again. BOTH.

The Ghost of You/I'm Not Okay (I Promise)?

I'm Not okay.

To The End/Demolition Lovers?

Probably To The End/

Vampires Will Never Hurt You/I Never Told You What I Do For A Living?

Shit. Living.

Early Sunsets Over Monroeville/Cemetery Drive?

Cemetery Drive.

The Jetset Life is Gonna Kill You/Cubicles?

Jetset.

I'm Not Okay/Headfirst for Halos?

HEADFIRSTTTTTTT.

The Ghost of You/Honey, This Mirror Isn't Big Enough for the Two Of Us?

HONEYYYYYY.

Skylines and Turnstiles/Thank You for the Venom?

Venom.

Give 'Em Hell, Kid/Our Lady of Sorrows?

Our Lady of Sorrows.

To finish up...

Is My Chemical Romance Your Favorite Band Ever?

Nope, close second though.

If not, who is?

AFI, My Chem, The Used, Avenged.

Rate Your Obsession on a Scale from 1-10

Not obsessed, just one hell of a deep admiration.

Would you defend them physically if someone dissed them?

If it got nasty, than probably.

Do your friends like them?

Have a few, none of them live here, but a few.

Did you make them like them (Come on, admit it)

Nope. We met because of them mostly.

note from jade

Hello dear, it's time. We've officially finished writing the 8th AFI album, and now we enter the studio to put it on tape. We have a fabulous producer we'll be working with, David Bottrill, who has worked on some fantastic and legendary albums by Peter Gabriel, Muse, Silverchair, Placebo, and Tool. We've spent this whole year crafting these songs and we're impatient to share them, so let's get busy. Love, Davey, Adam, Hunter, and Me

I think I just totally lost my shit.

Oh, hell. I don't think... I know.

And only this excited about the mentioning of studio time, imagine how bad I will be when it comes out.

I already feel sorry for those around me.

It has been way too long and I am trying desperately to get my life back on track.

Somehow.

Seriously thinking of relocating all my writing here, when I get the time.  Thinking of scraping so many things, and now that my writing style has fucking changed... again, just too unsure.

Just more rambled thought, I guess.

Okay.

I am a certified idiot.

Just ask the doctor at the hospital. I'm sure she would agree.

Rule One: If you say you are going to go out and not get drunk, keep the promise.

Rule Two: If someone tells you to go to bed, then don't think that the copious amounts of alcohol in your system should be believed instead when you soggy brain tells you that you can still master the art of walking.

Rule Three: If you have a history of falling on your ass, then go to bed when you are told.

So, to make a long story short, I rolled my ankle, face planted it badly on the floor and managed to take out a chair on the way down.

But don't worry, the chair is fine.

On the other hand, I have an ankle the size of a cantaloupe. Severely fucking sprained is what they think I've done, but xrays on Monday should rule out whether it's broken or not.

This is good and all, boss is being okay about it for at least the next week. But the main issue is that I have a major concert to go to in 12 days...

Yeah.

One big ole muttering of... Oh. Fuck.

That and my sister's 21st is literally around the corner. The one we've been planning for months.

Crap.

All fingers, limbs and appendages crossed that I don't come out of this in a cast.

It's funny, but not really.

I've probably drunk enough tonight/this morning to get a baby whale wasted, yet here I am finding myself relatively sober. It's honestly starting to wear at my nerves and really piss me off. I ask for one night off for the first time in months to go out and get smashed out of my mind and basically my brain is telling me 'You can pour in as much alcohol as you want... I don't care.'

Everyone else I've been out with tonight is pretty much smashed.. so I figured that I would post this and see if anyone bothered reading it to ask if this was just related to me or not.

My tally for tonight is.... *drumroll*

1 x Kahlua and Milk.
3 x Bicardi Breezers
4 x Midori Illusions
4 x Rum and Cola's
1 x Jim Beam and Cola
1 x Lemon and Vodka Shot
1 x Quick Fuck Shot
1 x Midori, and something Blue shot
1 x Mint Julep.

All in the space from 6pm to 1am.

And yet here I am. Half an hour after getting home, a little tipsy and nothing else. So I have to ask, is this only happening to me?

It's been like this for years. I can drink all of my friends under the table, and in all honesty I am sick of it.

Please let me know that I am not going insane and that alcohol is loosing it's mass appeal.

By way of Mr Jade Puget.

'In other news, yes, the EP still isn't out, but there's a reason, and it's a positive one. At this rate maybe the new AFI album will be out before the EP. Speaking of AFI, we're currently holed up in a rehearsal studio pumping out the jams.'

I was starting to think that they were going to nix the EP and just go with the album... but two in one year?

Holy hell.

And here I was thinking that these next few months were going to be boring as hell besides the new Anberlin and Rise Against.

Glad to be proven wrong.

And here I was thinking that I had done something bad getting banned off the boards.

I don't go there for two days and it's kind of like a banning spree. I don't know whether to laugh or not. And god knows I could rant about this forever, but keeping my views quiet on it because knowing my luck I would get done for in some weird chain of events.

Life seems to go a little down wards when people get a little power.

Gah, okay.

I've been around this place for over a year and stupidly have never posted a journal.

And as mundane as this one is going to be, it still has to be done.

Hopefully I might keep this up, who knows, considering I seem to keep getting myself banned off every other fricken website I'm on lately.

Serious points if I can keep myself doing this for more than a month.