'cause theres no one in the world like Emily

http://deathbatnews.wordpress.com/2009/12/28/jimmy-the-rev-sullivan-rest-in-peace/
http://www.ocregister.com/news/sullivan-226142-beach-drummer.html 

Two sources confirm the tragedy in the music world.
Jimmy Sullivan died early today, Monday the 28th.
Causes are said to be natural right now.
The two links above are legitimate and work.
Check it out for yourselves.
I will be in mourning tomorrow.
He will be loved.  
Afterlife is on repeat on my iTunes

 

Someone I barely know just told me they hated me. 
:/
It shouldn't hurt this much but it does.
I don't like people telling me they hate me.
It's just... Like...
Not okay.
Hate is too strong.
Cheesy.
But legit.
Yeah.
Sorry this is an emo kid journal.
Just needed to say this.
Didn't know where else to. 

Emily's POV

The screen blinked the words call ended three times before defaulting back to the main screen. I closed it coolly and inhaled deeply. Smile, I told myself and straightened my shoulders as I walked back to the table where I was having dinner with my best friend on the best day of my life. "Who was that?" She asked, the smile never leaving her face; minutes ago we were laughing about the bad karaoke. "It was no one." Korie raised one eyebrow and wiggled it. My back was against the cold plastic and I stared down at my greasy pizza. "Suddenly I'm not too hungry, actually I feel kind of sick. Mind if I bail?" I asked staring at her innocent face. She nodded furiously. "Are you okay to drive Em?" I was concentrating on breathing so hard I almost missed her question. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just going to go get some fresh air then to bed." I gave her a faint smile which reassured her about my state.

I grabbed a book from the passenger side floor board, along with my camera and got out of my car at Garven Gardens; I helped them decorate every year for Christmas so I got in for free. Dillon was working the front desk and he just waved me through. The second I could, I took off running for the maze and decided not stop till I reached the center. If you were lucky enough to be able to reach the center, you would find a beautiful array of orchids, roses, and lilies, planted next to a giant gazebo. I knew the quickest and easiest way to find the center and was picking up speed with every turn. My foot got snagged on a overgrown tree root and I went flying face first at the ground. The knees in my jeans ripped like the skin on my palms. I screamed in pain and began to pound my fists on the ground. He dumped me. He dumped me for Jessica. He dumped me for Jessica, the cheerleader, the prom queen, the perfect girl. I was perfect once, or at least that's what he told me. I cried more hysterically than I ever would had I known someone was watching and someone was. "Can I off you some help or something Miss?" I looked up at him with a dirty tear stained face and he gasped. "You're just a kid." I pushed myself up, the stinging in my palms making me want to cry some more. "I am not a kid. I am 17 years old. Now if you'd be so kind as to leave." I said breathing so hard my chest was rising and falling faster than ever. "I think I was here first." His voice sounded snobby and I couldn't focus on his face enough to hit him in it because the tears clouded my vision. That and my glasses were on the ground in two pieces. "I just came here to read and take pictures like I always do. I really didn't think my day could get any worse after earlier, thanks for proving me wrong." I limped away from my personal secret garden in defeat. Normally I would have argued but I didn't have the will power right then. He called after me but I exited with one turn and headed for my car, hoping to never see his face again. 

Korie's POV

"Emily! I see you! You're pulling into the parking lot." I smiled and jumped up and down while she pulled in next to my car. She shut her phone and rolled her eyes before getting out of the car. "What is so important that I had to get dressed and drive down here for pizza before 1 o'clock?" Her eyelids were a little droopy and hair in a cute messy ponytail which meant she hadn't bothered to shower this morning. "So guess whose best friend won back stage passes at 7 am this morning via the radio for Avenged Sevenfold tomorrow." I smiled and looked away. Out of my peripheral vision I saw her jaw drop. "You?" She stuttered out. I jumped up and down and pulled them from the hidden pocket of my hoodie. "I am such an epic win." She stood there for a second then looked at me. "Wait... Why were you up at 7? You are NOT morning person." I sighed. "Well. My alarm to remind me to take my medicine was set for 6:30 am instead of pm and then I couldn't go back to sleep. I was pretty much the only caller. It was amazing." After I gave a valid answer Emily screamed with excitement. "I'm decently sure I'm about to throw up I'm so excited." She finally said and I suggest we actually go eat. We had just gotten our food when her phone rang. I assumed it was Justin but just after answering it she left the table and stood by the bathroom. The call wasn't too long and she seemed fine when she returned. "Who was that?" I asked and smiled up at my friend as she reseated herself. "It was no one." I raised an eyebrow. "Suddenly I'm not too hungry, actually I feel kind of sick. Mind if I bail?" She asked and I nodded her on. "Are you okay to drive Em?" "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just going to go get some fresh air then to bed." Her smile was weak, but I let her go. Whatever was up, she'd tell me when she was ready. 

The Next Night

"DID YOU SEE MATT SMILE AT ME? HE WAS SO SMILING AT ME!" I screamed and Emily laughed. "Take a deep breath Korie. I don't want you dry humping them the second they walk in the room." A big burly black man led us to the back, ignoring our crazy conversation. "I never thought about doing that." I said very seriously just to watch Emily twitch. "Just kidding, don't worry." He opened a door but instead of a room it led outside. "Knock on the bus door. They're waiting for you." He basically kicked us out and locked the door. "Here goes nothing." Emily whispered and grabbed my hand. I balled up my fist to hit the door but I just couldn't do it, so Emmy had to. Zacky V. greeted us and I swear, I almost peed myself. "Hey Johnny!" He called as we followed him up the steps. "I win the bet. They're hot." I looked at Em and we were blushing in unison. Brian looked up from his computer for a moment then back down at it. "Rude." Emily whispered and I elbowed her in her side when I realized he heard her. "Wait a second." He stood. "It's you." Bri pointed at Emily. "Pardon?" "You're the girl who was crying in the park." She released my hand stood in what appeared to be pure horror. "So you're the jerk? Small world." 

Korie's POV

Emily coughed again and I pouted even more. "Honestly mom. She's fine." I smiled extra wide for her. Our nurse of a mother whipped a thermometer out of nowhere and shoved it in Em's ear. At that moment I knew she was doomed. "Fine is apparently a 101.5 fever these days, eh? Korie Elaine. You're going to the concert without your sister tonight. End of discussion. Emily. Get in that bed, cover up, and I'll bring you some soup in a few minutes." Emily coughed her way to tears. "Don't worry Emmy. I'll record it all for you." She glared at me from around her covers. "You better get Matty to sign my shirt. Or I'll get you Korie." I picked up the keys to our car off my bed and looked over my shoulder at my twin, she looked so bad. "Love ya." I took off for the stairs in a run, realizing I needed to get going to the Avenged Sevenfold concert.

4 hours later

I was standing in line to meet the boys. When I say in line, I mean at the very end. Only Brian was left when I got to the front. "Hello cutie. What's your name?" Once I realized he was the only one out there I stomped my foot. "Fuck my life Em is going to kill me." "That's quite the name." He laughed and I looked up. "Sorry. I'm Korie. My twin sister caught something and our nurse for a mom noticed before I could throw her sick ass in the car and drive her here. And..." My face flushed. "And you probably don't care." He stared at me a minute. "Okay. I have a favor to ask of you, which might be weird, but it's important." I stood perfectly still. "Matt is coming down with something. We don't want to call in a doctor or take him to a hospital. You know how the rumor mill runs. Fast and outrageous." I nodded still staring at the beautiful Brian Haner. "Do you see where I'm going with this?" I shook my head no, oblivious. He sighed. "We're going to follow you to your house in secret. And your mom can check out Matthew." A light bulb went off in my head. Emmy can't come to the concert so I'll bring the concert to her. "YES! Mom would die to have another person to take care of. You wouldn't think that'd be the case with her being a nurse, and that being her job; but she says we're growing up too fast." He smiled before I could blush again. "Okay. Now pretend you've said goodbye to us, get in your car, and drive home. We'll be behind you in less than 10 minutes." I nodded with the most stupid grin on my face. Through the drive home I was mindless, I couldn't think. I even stood oustide my car in the 20 degree weather waiting on them. That giant tour bus pulled up to the curb. "Finally," I mumbled. "Quickly! Mom is waiting up on me." I ran towards the door, several Avenged boys in tow wondering what my mom was going to say. "Mom." I called from the foyer, peeking into the living room. "It is about time. I thought I heard your car 10 minutes ago. Where have you been?" I took a deep breath. "I have a friend who might be sick. Before you say anything, they don't want to take him to a doctor for fear of publicity." "Publicity?" She yawned as she came down the few stairs to the foyer. "Who is-? Oh. Those boys from that band. Come in for Christ's sake. Before you're all sick. Where's the sick one?" Mom sighed, putting on her glasses and turning on a light for the living room. "You better come in before she boils water for us all to drink Theraflu." I motioned everyone inside and took off my jacket.

Half an hour later mom was still messing with Matty. "Okay, your lymph nodes are swollen and you're coughing. How on Earth did you make it through that show? I think you have what Emily has. Korie take him up to your bed, I'm going to start some Theraflu and soup. The rest of you are welcome to stay here tonight. He cannot go on that germ infested bus like this." Mom walked away and I looked at the rest of them. "You asked for this. Come on, follow me, looks like you get my comfy bed." I will be washing those sheets tomorrow. Emily better love me when she wakes up.

Emily's POV

I shivered again. Stupid fever. I haven't had one since 9th grade, and this virus chooses the concert of my life to make me stay home from? Fml. I turned over and Korie's voice was muffled through the pillow I placed on top of my head. At least I think that was her voice. Who cares? I'm freezing, and sad that I missed my precious Matthew singing on stage. The door shut and I laid in the dark for a few more minutes. "Korie?" I whispered. A mumble arose from her bed. "I know I'm sicky but can I come sleep with you? I'm so cold. I won't infect you. I promise." I said in a hushed tone, already walking over to her bed. She grunted and I picked up the covers. "I love you evil twin." Her full bed seemed huge and scooted my body against hers. "Goodnight." As I hugged her, my body stiffened. Korie doesn't have muscles like that. "Korie." I whimpered, trying get away. The body turned towards me sitting up. I screamed! "NOT KORIE. YOU ARE NOT KORIE." My voice was strained. The light turned on and Korie was standing in the doorway. I looked down to see Matthew Sanders in my sisters bed. "Fuck." I said falling backwards off her bed. I stood up and looked down at my Hello Kitty pj pants. "Korie. Why is there an extremely hot musician in your bed staring at me?" My voice squeaked at the end of the sentence and I wanted something hot for my throat. "Korie, answer me right now, am I delusional from my fever or is there a gorgeous man in your bed?" I shivered and threw myself in my bed again. "Just because I'm cold doesn't mean you can just not answer my question." Korie walked away and I sighed. "Note to self: kill twin sister." I heard laughter next to me and I glared at him. "What's so funny?" The pretty Avenged boy looked at me. "Nothing. I'm Matthew, though you already know that. I'm guessing you're Emily?" I nodded, before throwing my legs over the side of the bed. "I have to admit. Being sick and missing an awesome concert sucks, but I'll take this as trade off." He smiled again we coughed in unison. "It sucks, I know." I whispered. “But mom is the best in the business, so she’ll have you up and running in no time.” I smiled but secretly hoped it wouldn’t be too quickly. I broke eye contact with him only to remember the Avenged poster hanging over my bed. The one with lipstick kisses all over Matty and Zacky’s crotches. Heat was radiating from my face. I couldn’t take it down without being obvious so I’d just have to make it dark. “Mind if we turn off the light and just turn on the tv? It’s kind of bright in here.” He nodded and I walked to the switch. I had forgotten to turn on the TV first though, so I could walk by its light and ended tripping over my own feet. “Ow.” I moaned and rolled on my back, coughing. I tried to stand up and walk again, but I had no clue which direction to go. “Follow my voice.” Matthew called out.

Korie’s POV

I was sitting Indian style on the ugly cherry colored carpet of my living room, in front of Zach. His face flushed red, before he let out a giant breath. I jumped up from my position. “Victory is mine!” “How did you hold your breath that long?” Johnny questioned me, wide eyed. “Life guard, three years in a row.” Zacky still looked out of breath. I crossed and uncrossed my legs while I stood there; I need to entertain them. Mom had just run up soup to Emmy and Matty, so she was gone to bed, I could do whatever I wanted (within reason). I tilted my head to the side. What do four boys, excuse me men, like to do? A splash pulled me from my pondering. My head spun around to see water hitting the sliding glass door. Mom ran past me before I had time to react. "Hospital called. They're short. Take care of Emily and what's his face. Be back." She yelled with her back to me and my brain began acting at once. So now, I could literally do whatever I wanted. I heard water splashing again, except this time it was more like 3 in a row. The last splash hit me in the face a little bit and it was freezing. The boys had jumped in to go swimming, in below freezing weather. "Are you just going to join us or just stand there?" Johnny called my way through chattering teeth. I turned my back on them, ready to go home. Then I heard it. "Did someone just cluck?" I asked over my shoulder. One of the boys was pissing himself laughing and flailing in the water. I pulled my socks off and took off running for the pool. The water bit at all parts of my body, freezing them instantly. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck my life. I'm out of here." I was fluttering around trying to get to the side. I managed to finally push myself out and make a run for the door. I heard slight footsteps behind me but I didn't care. I started to rip off my clothes and headed for the fire place. Zacky was cat calling behind me as I began to jump up and down in front of the crackling fire. "That was such a bad idea." I shivered. All of the boys began to spill inside the house. "Okay so who wants to have some naked, body warmth sharing?" I winked and reached for my bra hooks. "NO. N. O." Brian shouted, and all the guys looked back at him in horror. His response was death glares and to start outside. "Let's go get some clothes off the bus guys." They followed him with sulking faces and I laid by the fire. Brian is such a fucking party pooper. I stretched out, finally drying off and trying to figure out a new plan.

 

Hugh Jackman can sing?
How come I didn't know about this?
I'm not sure how I feel about this.
I rather enjoy the Wolverine.
And this is very un-Wolverine. 
You should listen to this. 

Dare4Distance

I got the concept and came to the conclusion
That the top floor was just an illusion
To the fact that I go this break in my back
That I can't get out; I cant figure out how
You appeared right in front of me
Before your march down south a university
Is where you spend your daylight
But we're both just waiting for this Friday night
Although the distance is daring
We both know how to drive
Wo-o

Weekend make-up for the lost time that we both apology for
I cant stand the fact that this extremity is the center of my day
I see where your coming from
We've been on the same boat since day one
I see how you like to run
Back to the things that got you here
Although the distance is daring We both know how to drive
Wo-o

Weekend make-up for the lost time that we both apology for
I cant stand the fact that this extremity is the center of my day
Mondays I sleep away
Tuesdays I lay awake
Wednesdays are the worst
Thursdays I reminisce
Fridays I see your face
And I can breathe

I feel like this should be a farewell journal.

But it's not.

I'm dropping out of the math & science school.

I'm not ready to be an adult.

I like being a teenager.

I'm not ready to live away from home.

Especially with my mom being sick still.

So you can expect much more from me.

Like updates, pictures, fanfics (yes I love you too Korie).

You guys should be excited.

Personally I vote HELL NO.
I have not seen the show, for I am under protest.
If you have read the books you will know that they star three main characters.
Elena Gilbert, Stefan Salvatore, and Damon Salvatore.
Elena is described as very pale and with very blonde hair like:

However...
The casting director chose to pick Nina Dobrev who, on Degrassi, is a decent actor and I am not trying to diss her for that.
But she just doens't fit the way the character is supposed to look.
Ex:

Pretty, eh?
But not Elena.
I am in a ranting mood and I felt that I wanted to give my opinion on this.
Because I do love the book.
And this was something that does not need to change.
I hope I don't get hated for this.
Just an opinion.

The nurse made me go to the doctor today and get tested for strep.
Negatory. :)
I was still out all day.
And my tonsils and nodes are still swollen.
So my throat hurts like a bitch.
I'm not a happy camper.
Love you.

Life update:

I am trying to teach myself to play guitar.
It's failing thus far.
Back story to me trying to play guitar.
My mom was given an acoustic guitar in 1990 by my great grandmother.
She loaned it to a friend and hasn't seen it since pretty much.
That friend still had the guitar, all pieces, never used it.
I came home from a boring, bland day at school and this guitar was waiting for me.
I am currently looking at tabs and chords.
My brain is on overload.
My first two assignments for myself are Nobody Puts Baby In A Corner and Hey There Delilah.
:)
If I learn good enough I will record and post.
In my negative amount of free time that is.
I hope everyone's weeks are going well.
Thanks for waiting for my updates on the fan fics.
The creative juices have been dorment for a while.
I'll be back up to par soon, I promise.
Favorite quote of the moment: "Any girl can be glamorous. All you have to do is stand still and look stupid." -Hedy Lamarr

With some inspiration from Korie's journal I've decided to give you people an update on my life.

School is the bomb.com... Most of the time.

I have so many new friends (mostly seniors but whatevs) that make me happy.

Tiffany

I took this picture when we were getting ready for the wacky tacky dance, it completely explains why we are bestest friends.

Nikita

Another from the wacky tacky dance. I love Kita. She's funsies. :)

Garrett and Jonathan

Garrett (a junior friend) is on the left and oozes gay all the time. He and I looked at Gucci gowns one day, nuff said. Jonathan on the right is someone I can always count on for an intellectual conversation. Or if I just need to cry, he'll hug me. I used to be totally in like with him too. It was pretty sad. They're dating now though. :)

Charissa

She's the one on the right. I love her too. She is so kooky. :)

Leslie

She's the one on the right. Her and I have become fast friends. We're from the same school, didn't know each other existed, but somehow fit perfectly together. I'm glad I have at least one awesome friend. She's a super junior. :) Got sick last year and came back.

I have so many more. I just can't name them all. These are the main ones. I'm still great friends with Jonathan. Alex, Chloe, and I don't talk so much anymore.

Okay people. Explanation time. It's taken me a full NINE WEEKS of school to get settled. It's been WAY TO FUCKING LONG since I've posted on this story. I hope some one still wants to read it. :/

 

Korie's POV

I walked towards Brian as they were making the crowd get a little riled up before giving them the encore. No one was watching so snuck up behind him, and pinned him against the wall. "What the-" I cut his sentence off with my lips when I turned him around. I put my fingers on the inside lip of his jeans. "After the show. You. Me. And no clothes." His eyes got very big, very fast. I nodded, pressing whole body on him a little bit more. "I can't wait." I sighed, kissing his lips and grabbing his crotch through his jeans, before walking away. I was jittering with excitement. I never come up with plans this funny. Well ones that are funny to anyone except me, but this plan would give EVERYONE enjoyment. Emmy and I were standing by the side of the stage with all the stage hands. We found a couple of folding chairs and sat down. "So." Emily said and I just looked out at the stage. "Huh?" I said. "Well, what's your big evil scheme?" I smiled, hopefully looking devious and contemplated my answer. "You'll see." I crossed my legs and wiggled my skirt down some more, while sitting. "Emily, next time we do anything... I'm dressing you." She looked at me as if I was nuts. "Evil twin... You seriously scare me sometimes." I maniacally laughed and Emily inched away from me. "You know you love me. You would die without me." She nodded, almost as if she believed me. I gazed out at the stage and the crowd. It appeared that Brian was sweating bullets and the other four guys looked at him completely confused. I watched as Jimmy and Matty walked towards him with concerned faces, the crowd chanting for more. Their lips moved and Brian tried desperately to cover his crotch with his guitar. He must have told them the problem because Jimmy fell on his ass with laughter. My face curled into a cat like smile as I watched Matthew let out a cackle and fight Brian for his guitar. Emily's eyes widened and I saw the corners of her mouth turn up. "Korie, you didn't?" So my step sister wasn't as oblivious as she looked. Matt and Bri fought while Jimmy hopped up to grab a mic. "Sorry for the delay everyone. A problem came UP." He giggled at his own horrible joke. "Just give me the guitar." I heard Matthew say as he reached for it yet again, this time the strap let loose and showed Brian's tight jeans being pushed to their extent. The first row of girls saw it, and then the next, and it spread like wild fire. The crowd roared with laughter. Brian's face grew extremely red and he stomped off stage. Satisfaction was written all over my face. Zacky, still laughing, grabbed his mic, "No encore tonight, but I think that little show was well worth it." They said their good byes to the fans and came back stage towards us. Emmy and I were nearly pissing ourselves with laughter. Brian emerged from the dressing room (still hard as ever) to talk to us and the others. "What the hell dude?" Jimmy laughed out. I shrugged my shoulders at Brian. "I think Mr. Happy needs to get his facts straight when telling stories to people." I winked and his face flushed again. "Payback is a bitch. Don't mess with me little boy. You can't handle me." I walked away leaving everyone confused except for Emmy and Bri. Very quickly I heard another clicking of shoes. "Wait up Kor." Em fastened her pace to meet mine and we walked out to the bus in the summer breeze. "That was amazing. Not gonna lie." She said and I smirked. "Stick with me kid and you could do it too one day." She rolled her eyes at my sarcasm and we linked arms walking back to the bus, anxious to get showers before the gross boys needed theirs.

No One's POV

Korie walked out of the shower with caution. The boys weren't back yet, lucky for her. Though what she did made her feel better, she didn't want to have to look Brian in the eyes. He would be furious. Emily ran her way into the bathroom before Korie had a chance to close the door. She too finished before the guys arrived. The two girls sat in silence. "I guess I'll go to bed, you gonna wait up for them?" Emily shrugged at Korie's question, not truly hearing it. She continued into the bunks, leaving Em sitting on the couch; staring into space. "Forgive him? Give him what he wants?" All sorts of questions were running through Emily's head. She didn't want to be done with Zack. He was still cute and adorable when he wanted to be. She laid down on the couch contemplating her choices. The boys started on their long walk back to the bus. The fans had finally gone away so they wouldn't be mobbed. Brian glowered with anger at the pavement. "So," Johnny started, trying to break the quietness. But no one dared to reply. The emotion was coming in waves to each of them. Zachary's hard exterior was beginning to break and he felt bad for hurting Emily like that. Johnny ran senarios through his head of what would happen if he made a move for Korie. They approached the bus talking however, none remembering when they had started a conversation. Korie quickly heard the noise and raced out to see what was happening. She glanced down at a sleeping Emily and motioned for the boys to be quiet. They all responded quickly once they saw her peaceful slumber. Groans were heard and only one motioned for a shower, the rest crawled into their respective bunks. Everyone was quickly asleep. Matthew ran the water and stripped off his clothes. Emily shifted in her sleep after hearing the loud shower. She finally sat up from her sleep. Her knees clutched to her chest, she was shivering; both from the cold and from the sadness. She had put on a facade hoping everything would be okay if she pretended nothing had happened. Matthew came from the bathroom in nothing but his boxers, surprised to see Emily awake. "I'm sorry if I woke you up, you can go to your bed now I suppose. Or if you want, you can stay awake for a while longer while I do some things on the computer." Tears in her eyes she looked at him. She traced his body with her eyes before letting out a long sigh. He tilted his head at her and walked towards his computer. "Then I guess you're staying up with me." Emily let her legs go and walked over towards Matt. She watched as he replied to some myspace messages and a few personal emails. Her head was laying in his lap by the time all was said and done. She was dozing off when tried to stand up. Realizing it was useless, Matthew slid one arm under her neck and another under her knees. "I can walk on my own." She said wiggling around with her eyes closed. "Give it up kiddo." He whispered, manuevering so he didn't hit her head on anything. Matty looked up at Emily's top bunk, then down at her. "You can sleep with me tonight." She grinned and nuzzled her head in his chest. "I'd like that. You're warm. And cuddly. You're like a teddy bear!" She exclaimed with still closed eyes. Matthew couldn't help but smile at her sleepy, childish behavior. After pushing her into the corner, he climbed in, adjusting so they both had plenty of room. "Thanks Matty." "No problem kiddo." She sighed and turned towards him. "Not just for tonight. For just being a nice person. He hurt me and you were there for me, even though I turned you down." Matthew's body tensed up. He still owed Zacky a good punch in the face. "Go to sleep Emily." "Okay Matty." She threw half her body over his and hugged him tightly. He laid perfectly still, trying not to ruin the moment.

This song has made anything bad in my summer go good. It makes me remember that I still have months left before the year's over to make it better. "Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."

Kay. So.
Today I finished my 2 week of school. Damn. I know. Feels longer.
I miss buzznet.
Seriously. Maybe more than some of my friends.

I'm bored.

We went on a four hour hike today.

FML.

Nighty-nighty...

 

 

 

 

JK! I'm staying awake, shoot me a note or message.

I'm getting ready to leave for school.
It's raining.
No.
Storming.
Not a good start.
I need mental help.
Now.

I leave for school in five days. I'm going to try to get something written and posted before then. My stomach's in knots. My head hurts. I am so stressed out you wouldn't believe it. I'm sorry for a lack of posting people.

With some bands you have to question where their name came from, not with this band. Frontman Travis McCoy and Matt McGinley met in gym class, in high school. Since 1997 these boys have been rocking our world with their unique style of music; that mixes rap, hip-hop, punk, pop, and rock. Starting out small they worked their way from birthday parties and small festivals, to larger venues in the northeast. They played two years on Warped Tour in '03 and '04. In 2004, however, guitarist Milo Bonacci left the band was replaced with Disashi Lumumba-Kasongo, who has stuck with the band since. In 2005 another long time band member parted from GCH. Bassist Ryan Geise left and was replaced by Eric Roberts, friend of the band as well.

This amazing band is signed to Pete Wentz's label, Decaydance, with such bands as Panic! at the Disco, Cobra Starship, and Hey Monday. It's no surprise that Wentz would find a band with musical diversity such as them. Since 2001 they have been putting out CDs. As Cruel As School Children (2006) and The Quilt (2008) have by far produced more hits and sold more records. Gym Class Heroes claimed their spot on the top charts after winning MTV's Best New Artist in 2007. I have not found one song by this band that I dislike. They are such a breath of fresh air sometimes; never being what we think they will or should be. If you don't know them, then you have more problems than I can handle alone. But if you hadn't thought they were your type, or even if you just have never heard of them, give them a listen. It will be worth it. I promise.

Clothes Off- As Cruel As School Children

Cookie Jar- The Quilt

Cupid's Chokehold- As Cruel As School Children (Version)

 

Ryan Ross and Spencer Smith surely never thought that playing Blink-182 covers would eventually lead them to worldwide tours. In 2004 the two met up with Brent Wilson and Trevor Howell, to form the band The Summer League. The four were still in high school when Brent began looking for a replacement for Trevor. Palo Verde High School is where he found that replacement, in the form of Brendon Urie. He quickly went from guitarist to lead singer. Along with a change of band positions, the guys changed the name. They settled on Panic! at the Disco. After establishing a name and permanent members, the boys contacted Pete Wentz through LiveJournal, linking him to their PureVolume site. Wentz liked it so much he flew to Las Vegas to meet with them and sit through one of their band practices. The rest is history. Pete signed them to his sublabel of Fueld By Ramen; Decaydance.

In 2005, Panic! at the Disco released A Fever You Can't Sweat Out. I Write Sins Not Tragedies proved to be the hit from this album by winning music video of the year at the MTV Video Music Awards in 2006. The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage and There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey. You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet are my personal favorites from the album. During this time they toured with such people as The Academy Is..., The Hush Sound, and OK Go. They also lost bassist Brent Wilson. Jon Walker was added as a temporary bassist, but on July 3rd of 2006, he was made a permanent member, and Panic! at the Disco was done with changes, or so we thought.

From the years 2006-2008 there was not much activity from Panic!. They had a few videos come out but not much new music. In mid December of 2007, Panic! had a set date for the new album. Nine In The Afternoon was the first single from this long expected album. On January 9th, Panic! at the Disco had some upset fans. The band announced they had decided to drop the "!". Finally on March 25, 2008, Panic at the Disco, released Pretty. Odd. The new album had a completely different style than A Fever You Can't Sweat Out, and the fans were torn between love and hate.

July 06, 2009 was a very sad day for Panic and Panic! fans alike. The boys took a spilt. I awoke that Monday morning to read that one of my favorite bands was over, or that's how it looks from the outside. But not all hope is lost. Ryan Ross and Jon Walker took a peaceful leave to make their own band; while Brendon Urie and Spencer Smith would remain Panic! at the Disco, reinstating the "!". The Ryan and Jon collaboration would further be known as The Young Veins. Is it the end of Panic! as we knew it forever? I have no idea. Either way, it's not too late to become a fan. Their music pushed limits, just like their videos. These guys left no lines uncrossed. I expect just as much from them no matter who they're making their music with.

 

The Only Difference Between Matyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage- (A Fever You Can't Sweat Out)

Nine In The Afternoon- (Pretty. Odd.)

There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey. You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet- (A Fever You Can't Sweat Out)

 

So. I can't sleep. It's only 11:13. But My grandma tells me I've got to sleep. She basically force fed me earlier. I've had a handful of fries, and a couple of chicken nuggets today. Oh and Vitaminwater. Dragonfruit. :] Only thing keeping me going. I need someone to talk to. Add me on messenger. Or shoot me a message on here. Notes are so difficult in my opinion.

MSN: music_crazy_2011@hotmail.com

Sucks.
Mom's in ICU.
She went to shock.
We don't know why.
I'm scared.
And crying.

Idk how long I'll have wifi.
Meh.