Homg open mic at the public library today included a band that some of my friends are in. They totally played a song I wrote. The crowd also really liked it it seemed.
HOHO I even found the original lyrics.
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This road called love is very fickle
Shattering like an icicle
Earthquakes every minute
Changing what it was before
A heart can hate
A heart can pine
A heart can break
A heart can shine
Deciding on one isn’t necessary
‘Cause as soon as you pick
RESET
RESET
RE SET
Did you hear about him?
Did you hear about her?
They went on a whim
And now hate each other
Those two yonder there
Always rivaling each other
Now playing with the other’s hair
It really makes me wonder
I know a heart can hate
I know a heart can pine
I know a heart can break
I know a heart can shine
But, can you decide on one
When as soon as you pick
RESET
RESET
RE SET
I see hearts hurting and healing
I see them seeing and scarring
Should I let my heart be a heart?
And risk being a part?
My heart is hating
And my heart is pining
And my heart is breaking
And my heart is shining
These feelings I hate to suppress
But, it’s better than letting it
RESET
RESET
RE SET
What do I do?
This feeling seethes
Why bother love you?
I can’t even breathe
Now…
But, no! I cannot let it
I won’t let a stereotype grab me
This will not ever fit
I cannot believe in
RESET
RESET
RE SET
I can’t ever let it
I won’t let sorrow ever grab me
I will always have these feelings
Even after you
RESET
RESET
RE SET
Of course, there were changes done here and there for the final version. Such as "even after you" being changed to "even after I." Which is probably I better decision for the lyrics.
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My sister, Kaitlin, and I decided to stop by some "Teen Anime Club" at the library, to see what was goin' on. (We had missed the first three meetings out of laziness and dumbness lawls.)
People were showing off their art, and Kait and I were like:
Kait: D:
Parker: D:
Kait: We have...no competition. D:
Parker: Ya rly. D:
IT'S LONELY AT THE TOP.
YEESH, half the kids there were low self-esteem ridden japanophile teenage girls. I PRACTICALLY HAD TO STOP MYSELF FROM SHUDDERING AT HOW CREEPED OUT I WAS AT THEM. I feel really bad, but it's just after breaking out of the old low self-esteem personality I had, I just can't bear to be around anything similar. I got out of that weak thinking, and now I can see just. how. retarded it is. to think like that. (If you're gonna be humble and nice to others, be nice to yourself as well. It's the same thing. If you're mean to yourself, you're still being a mean person.)
One of them actually saw some art by Kait (who has omfg good art), sighed, dropped her shoulders and walked off. YOU GOTTA BE FRIGGIN KIDDING ME. Does artist mean "personally pathetic person with no true aspiration or will to shoot for the top"!? You see someone better at art, you don't go "sob U__U I suck at life I can never be that good I need to go kill myself nao," you go "ALRITE YO, I'MA GET MORE AWESOME LIKE THIS DUDER." Heck, at the very least, rip off a couple elements from their art style. /rant
Long story short, I didn't show off any art. Kinda glad, too. Didn't want to cause any stupid inferiority complexes.
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OH, and I got to play a sample of Okami! That thar was pretty fun running around with flowers blooming everywhere I stepped while I created junk with my MAJIKAL paintbrush.