Look down. Repeat with All Time Low.
It's sad how everyone doesn't really take ATL seriously because of their poppy, "care-less" sound (I am guilty of this), but I just realized that Alex Gaskarth is an extremely deep writer for being 20 and young and notorious.
I don't want to put my entire experience here, but I just thought for whoever stumbled upon this would get that I am finally delving deeper into music than I ever have before.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
I Love Tokio Hotel
I couldn't resist. I love the sheet out of those guys.
It's like you're married and then kind of get used to your spouse, but then you go on like your second honeymoon and fall in love all over again...
First off, I'd like to say this: Bill is a sexybeast.
Haley, please don't crush me to a powder, cuz that'd be painful, quite frankly. x)
But I suppose it's those teenage hormones, but I have been looking at Bill lately and noticing how effing attractive he is. I'm not kidding! I'm like, "Ooooh, Bill's really hawt!" and therefore, have needed the oppertunity to finally let that out. Danke.
And then, their songs. Their English songs were the ones that led me to Tokio Hotel FanGirl World of Kingdom Come and Never Return. But then I have now listened to more of their German songs and the German versions of the English ones, and I am IN LOVE.
English has no words. That's why words are stupid. Because they can't really be used. Only minorly. And this is a feeling of deep passion, like I LOVELOVELOVE Tokio Hotel SO MUCH.
Like "Ich Bin Nicht Ich." Oi. I have never heard a band sing about that. Not one.
And I just really concentrated on "Hilf Mir Fliegen," and I nearly cried listening to it (but I didn't, on account of my dad being in the room and you know what kind of situation that would have been).
And others. And so you have it. My blog post on how much I love Bill Kaulitz and Tokio Hotel and how much they mean to me. :/ Which is sad.
It's like you're married and then kind of get used to your spouse, but then you go on like your second honeymoon and fall in love all over again...
First off, I'd like to say this: Bill is a sexybeast.
Haley, please don't crush me to a powder, cuz that'd be painful, quite frankly. x)
But I suppose it's those teenage hormones, but I have been looking at Bill lately and noticing how effing attractive he is. I'm not kidding! I'm like, "Ooooh, Bill's really hawt!" and therefore, have needed the oppertunity to finally let that out. Danke.
And then, their songs. Their English songs were the ones that led me to Tokio Hotel FanGirl World of Kingdom Come and Never Return. But then I have now listened to more of their German songs and the German versions of the English ones, and I am IN LOVE.
English has no words. That's why words are stupid. Because they can't really be used. Only minorly. And this is a feeling of deep passion, like I LOVELOVELOVE Tokio Hotel SO MUCH.
Like "Ich Bin Nicht Ich." Oi. I have never heard a band sing about that. Not one.
And I just really concentrated on "Hilf Mir Fliegen," and I nearly cried listening to it (but I didn't, on account of my dad being in the room and you know what kind of situation that would have been).
And others. And so you have it. My blog post on how much I love Bill Kaulitz and Tokio Hotel and how much they mean to me. :/ Which is sad.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Bored
Um...I am posting for the heck of it. Because I haven't posted for a while. Because I am bored and don't feel like doing my homework right now because I have a lot.
ON THE SECOND DAY OF SCHOOL! -.-'
Yesterday was the first day, and I was sooooo majorly upset because Amanda and Haley are in none of my classes and all of the preps were gnashing at me. Not literally and not in my face, but I felt so uncomfortable. Gah, I hate first days.
Oi. I write on this thing than my regular journal. PAHA!
ON THE SECOND DAY OF SCHOOL! -.-'
Yesterday was the first day, and I was sooooo majorly upset because Amanda and Haley are in none of my classes and all of the preps were gnashing at me. Not literally and not in my face, but I felt so uncomfortable. Gah, I hate first days.
Oi. I write on this thing than my regular journal. PAHA!
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