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Irony of situation.

Catching Fire, the sequel of the highly-acclaimed Hunger Games movie based off Suzanne Collins’s best-selling series, is now the top movie in America. Nearly all my friends have seen it. Have I seen it yet? No. Do I want to? Most definitely, yes. What do my parents think of it? They don’t like it. “Too violent.” “A very violent concept for teens to be watching.” “Disturbing.”

Now, check this. Ever since I was seven or eight, I’d been watching boxing. World welterweight champion, Manny Pacquiao, has been fighting for what seems like forever. His fights are on the top Pay-Per-View. My family always has parties and get-togethers with family and friends to watch Pacquiao fight his opponent. We cheer even more if it’s a KO. My parents love it. They’ve even watched classic boxers such as Muhammad Ali fight back in the day. Hundreds of dollars over the years, spent watching boxing. We eat. We scream. We have fun.

See what I’m getting to?

We crave for violence. Whether we like it or not, we are hungry, crazy people who long for bloodshed.

I’m not saying that everyone loves violence. Or that violence is good. I’m saying that we are at least curious about it. We crave it. Somehow, in the deep parts of us, there is a dark side that wants to see some action, some blood.

But is it profitable? Healthy, even?

Well… not really.

Studies show that those who listen to music with lyrics involving violence or have violent tones, tend to become violent. This, I believe, is very true because I notice it with myself too. When I listen to my favorite metal bands, I tend to snap more easily at my family members. It’s kinda scary.

The bottom line that I’m getting to here is that we can’t be blinded by violence. Is it bad to watch Catching Fire or boxing matches? No. But we shouldn’t be addicted to it or else eventually we will be building up with so much violence surrounding us that it will become difficult not to become violent ourselves.

So, I leave with this: Violence in media is not altogether evil, but the love of violence is what makes it evil.

Side note: My thoughts were all over the place writing this. I hope I got my points across.


Today, I am excited to share this special post with you all. This is my first (sort of) collaboration with another blogger, my good friend CLynn who I met on NaNoWrimo (which I will probably post about in the future). We decided that music would be a good topic for our first Q&A because what’s better than a great song, right? We both hope you like this blog post because we’re really excited to share it with you! So these are her answers to the questions we both decided to answer. (My answers can be found on her blog. The link will be at the end of the post.) So without further ado, let’s get to the good stuff!

Q: What is music to you?  

A: Life. You CANNOT go a day without hearing any form of music. It’s everywhere. Even when you’re not paying attention. It is also therapy, I know music has helped me with some tough times. I often turn to music when I’m in any kind of mood. It’s a beautiful thing. You can express your feelings with it. You can relate to other people with it. It’s probably the most amazing thing anyone has ever invented in the history of the world.

Q: What is your favorite song?

A: Right now it’s: Ambulance Chaser by Search the City (it’s been on repeat all day)

Q: What is your favorite band?

A: Um, there’s no way I can pick just one! I’ll give you my top three: Sleeping with Sirens, Search the City, and NeverShoutNever

Q: What proponents do you like in a song?

A: Good vocals, a nice bass, meaningful lyrics, and a consistency with good songs.

Q: In what ways does music influence your every day life?

A: In every way possible. I never start or end my day without music. If I could, I would have it playing 24/7

Please copy and paste your favorite line from a song: “I’ve come undone, just so you could stitch me up. This damage seems to suit you.

Q: What would you call “Your Sound” when it comes to your music taste?

A: I feel like IndieRock/Pop. But I do enjoy SOME mainstream songs.

Q: What is the latest band that you’ve discovered and loved?

A: Search the City!!

If you would like to see my answers to these questions, find it on CLynn’s blog, We both hope you all liked this post! We’re looking forward to making more posts like this one so stay tuned! Thanks for reading! You are what makes this blog complete.

A Tribute to the Best Band Ever

Over this past month, I have realized that I love my favorite band more than ever! What is my favorite band?

None other than the incredible…


Yeah, yeah, I know. You probably don’t know who they are. Or if you do, you may be asking, “They already broke up, why obsess over them?” They’re a metalcore/screamo band who have released some of the best albums I have ever heard in my life. They recently broke up early this year. It’s a bummer I didn’t get to go to one of their final concerts. (The tickets were sold out fast! But I got some band merch off the site so that makes up for it, I guess.)

Anyway, stripped of the amazing vocals, insane drumming, and awesome guitar playing, Underoath has some of the most meaningful lyrics out there in the metalcore world. Yes, I do love metalcore/screamo, but I love it even more when bands come out with lyrics that are not just covered by great instruments and screaming. Lyrics that actually have a meaning behind them make a better song than one that’s filled with endless screaming to no end.

Here’s some lyrics to my favorite songs (well, they’re all my favorite songs, but I’ll put up the ones that I think are the most beautiful):

You always amazed me
But thats the past
I kept silent and it rained for days
My inside were drenched
But I guess that’s the part of growing up
I never wanted to learn
And I grew into the man
That you never knew
But I wouldn’t be this way
If it wasn’t for you
100 thank you’s
It this is love
Fairy tales never came true
Judies are black in full bloom
And I died in the womb
Take it back, all that’s gone
It’s all still there like you left it
December stayed the same
Nothing ever changed but you
Every little dream covered in dents
Love can’t fly tonight
Couples will rest, I’ll be sleepless
So cry yourself to sleep
This is about broken hearts
This is about me
Bending again for nothing
I’d run to you but pain awaits
I’m coming home
But I’ll be late
No deeper than imagination can be
Sight with nothing to see
What’s faith if I can’t believe
It’s everything
A cure, but I make it a disease

God take me because I hate me

-From Changing of Times, “Alone in December”

Carry out the sound
Past our eyes horizon
I’m standing still, I’m standing still
Waiting for this all to change
Now my hands are up.
I’m walking out, I’m walking out
What do you expect of me?

Did you think that this was all an excuse for hospitality?
I know you think its all because of me
At first glance, I’ll breathe in
Leaving myself no room to move, at all
My mind is so flooded and I’m drunk with regret
Swimming in a sea of hope tonight
I find your hand and trace it with mine
As we push away with everything we have
With everything we have left

Oh you’re acting on my words
We can start the fire, that will light up the night
No I wouldn’t be too sure of you at all
We’ll watch it burn together on respective sides
We look so good, as we fall

I’ll go ahead and re-elect perfection
Its never looked as good as it does on you right now
I’ll go ahead and make an incision
Doubt you’ll feel anything at all
A fake, a fraud, forked tongue and I am nervous
At least I can say I made it out this time
I am just fine where you have left me
As for you be sure to cover up your mouth

I don’t know how to say this
My thoughts have just run out

-From They’re Only Chasing Safety, “I’ve Got Ten Friends and a Crowbar That Says You Ain’t Gonna Do Jack”

So hold your head up high and know it’s not the end of the road

Walk down this beaten path before you pack your things and head home
At the end of the road you’ll find what you’ve been longing for

I know ’cause my feet have the scars to show
I was lost with vague direction and no place to call home

It’s time for you to press on
This is not your war
Set your sights to North and press on
This is not your escape
Wash way what they thought of you
Because in this place, we’re all as good as dead
…end cycle…

Behind the mask you’ll find yourself alone
It’s not the end of road for you

-From Define the Great Line, “To Whom It May Concern”

At the end of it all
We will be sold for parts
We will try to rebuild
But we ate it all away
All ambitions now run dry
Someone stop this thing, turn it off
In search of new life
Nothing will be left to walk this earth again
Turn it off…
Our hopes and dreams
Will be swallowed
We always said it wouldn’t end up like this
We will be the new ice age
We will be the new plague
Disguised as a colony
We will wipe them all away
Feast your eyes
Or just rip ’em out
This is it for us
It’s time to panic
We always said it wouldn’t end
It wouldn’t end up like this
We are the cancer
We are the virus
Tell me it’s not too late

-From Lost in the Sound of Separation, “Emergency Broadcast… The End Is Near”

You said there was nothing left down here

Well I roamed around the wasteland
And I swear I found something
I found hope, I found God
I found the dreams of the believers

Oh, God! Save us all

-From Lost in the Sound of Separation, “Desolate Earth… The End Is Here”

I would recommend Define the Great Line for what I think are the best lyrics from all their albums. If you decide to check them out, I’d recommend They’re Only Chasing Safety for starters. If you do not like screamo at all, “Some Will Seek Forgiveness, Others Escape” is a wonderful song to listen to. I hope I haven’t disturbed you all too much with my Underoath obsession, and I hope you all check them out because they are amazing!

If you have anything on your mind regarding this post, feel free to post a comment! Have a great rest of your day, everyone.

This is a short story I wrote, which is one of, if not, the only love stories I’ve ever written. I hope you enjoy it!

You smiled again, and that smile broke the dull silence in my head. It wasn’t intended for me, yet I smiled back. You didn’t see me smiling back at you because I was hidden behind your friends.

She says she likes you, but she hasn’t told you yet. I listen to her stories and wonder if you like her too. She’s a player, I’ve been told. She loves well and dumps hard. I’m not her best friend, just her acquaintance.

She hugs you every time she sees you, but you always remain immobile. I wonder, as you talk to her, if you have any feelings towards her. She talks to you almost all the time, while I stand by and watch. To bring myself to talk to you is as dangerous as walking into a land of mines.

I tell myself over and over again, “I can’t fall in love, I can’t fall in love.” I constantly remind myself about what happened the last time I fell in love. We were never together, but I loved him so much. Until now, seeing his face pains my heart. But you, out of all people, are beginning to replace him. You, who many girls are after; you, out of all the guys in the world; you, whose smile brightens my day; you, who I am trying hard not to love.

Today, I heard that she told you she likes you. You’re so unreadable that I can’t tell if you told her that you liked her as well or not.

I come home with a horrible feeling of uneasiness in my stomach, wishing I had her confidence. I want to know what you told her, but asking one of your friends would cause them to speculate about me. Yes, that’s me. Living in denial.

You’re happy. Laughing and smiling more than you usually do. Her hand is clasped tightly in yours. She looks up at you, and you both smile. This time, I don’t smile back at you. I look away, feeling my eyes sting.

I should have known it was going to end this way. After all, you wouldn’t actually fall in love with me, would you?

I race down the hall, wishing for the bell to ring, for my next class to begin. I try my best to fight the tears that are trying to show how I feel. As soon as I turn one more corner, I stop and sink to the floor, still fighting back the tears.

It’s quiet here, and I know I can stay here for quite a while before my next class starts. If I go back to where I saw you, I wouldn’t be able to hold back any more tears. Who am I to even cry over you? You don’t even know me.

A week passes by, and I don’t see you at all. I see her and ask where you are, but she doesn’t answer.

What happened to you? Did I miss something? Have you moved? I ask your friends, and they laugh at my worried tone. Is that supposed to make me feel better?

Another three days pass, and I’ve somewhat put you aside. I need my grades to remain high, to forget you. I attempt to pull out my homework sheets from under the many books that I am trying to hold. I fail to do so successfully and collide into a student.

To my surprise, that student is you. You smile, causing my feelings for you to rush back into my being. My heart is right about to burst. No, no! I can’t be like this again!

“You’re back,” I say bluntly.

Your smile brightens. “Yeah, I am.”

You hand me my homework sheets and the last of my books. I tell you thank you.

Before I go, your lips buzz my cheek and you smile at me again. My heart flutters. Were you serious?


I look at you from the corner of my eye as I talk to her and her friends. You’re so beautiful. Today, you smiled at me.

She’s in love with me, but I’m not.

I hope you find my note in your books. Is it possible that you love me back?

Those Days When…

Posted: January 28, 2013 in Uncategorized
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I feel like I want to stuff myself into my closet and cry. I want to be alone and let all the sadness that has built up in my chest out. As you can tell, yes, it’s one of those days. Those days where you were expecting something and did not get close to that at all.

Now I’m reading depressing song lyrics, listening to depressing songs, and listening to the sound of the rain falling outside alongside the tears that are locked up in me. I want to let everything out and forget, but I know that it’s impossible. It’s impossible for me to ever let go of this feeling until something else throws it out and replaces it. I try so hard to be as perfect as I can be, but it’s never enough.

You see, I’m not at all like most girls. I don’t wear make up, I don’t really dress up all fancy when I go outside even though I do enjoy dressing up sometimes, I don’t read sappy love stories, and I don’t like One Direction. While all the girls I know are  raving about Les Miserables, I’m listening and hoping that no one cares if I saw it. I don’t seem to fit in; and that hurts.

But like every other girl, I do want to be accepted. I want the guy I like to like me back, but it isn’t going too well. Honestly, it sucks. It sucks so badly that I want to cry just thinking about it. You see, I’m not the only one who likes him. There are at least two other girls who do; and they are so much prettier than I am. If he were to chose, I’m not even sure if he would look at me for at least a second. On top of that, they flirt with him all the time, therefore making it difficult for me to even talk to him. And he knows that I like him because someone told him that I did. Ugh. I’m sorry to burden you with my problems, but it must be done. I can no longer hide this pain in my chest.

It hurts. It sucks. It stops my world even if he doesn’t know that.

So I guess it’s time for me to get into that closet. Until then…