Saturday, March 13, 2010

Random Story of My Life

I started a band called Purge This City with a group of awesome people, Jake, Matt, Chris, Richard (our original drummer), Tony (the new drummer who came after Richard) and Corbin (a fill in drummer for Tony cause of GM, that is a whole other story). Jake and I hit it off great, we were in English 10 honors because we loved the teacher who taught the class and we sort of became friends through this girl named Tara and through the class just because we were forced to be with each other every day for 180 days during the school year. I play guitar and so does Jake, and we thought it would be cool to jam once and see what each other had. Right off the bat Jake was better then but I didn't care because I was able to learn something from him. So we jammed once and then we wanted to start a band. I knew a kid named Chris, who was my best friend since I was wearing diapers. He and I have always done things together and he has been working on his vocals and he wanted to do vocals for the band, and Jake and I were friends with Richard. This is where Purge This City was born. Matt joined the band after a few times of us all hanging out and getting know each other. By the end of Sophomore year we were all great friends, we hung out all the time and were writing music all the time.

Over the summer we spent every waking moment at Jakes house and were continually practicing and just being bros. Some drama came about with the drummers and that is where tony comes in.

Junior year kicks in and we are all great friends. Things really are taking off for us, we get a show and are writing more and talking about tours and stuff.

Looking back Junior year is where things got a little dicey. I cut people out of my life that were great friends of mine because I was engulfed in the band, and hanging out with the guys in the band. Everything in my life had to do with that band. And come to find out, the way I talked was a way that my friends could mock me. I worked hard to be professional with the band when we were talking to people who could set up shows for us, and when we called venues. I liked to think of myself as the person who sorta held things together in the band. But I think i was wrong.

Fast forward a little while and we are in the summer before our Senior year. Tony has moved away, and we are not getting anything done as a band, we are at a stand still. No ones fault just a rough time. But we were going to record, things were looking up.

Purge This City was on the rise and I thought things were going to go good again. I was stoked.

Then I went on a trip, and had a lot of time to think about things. And I figured out that I could no longer spend all of my waking moments with holding on the thought of Purge getting to the big times, which was my dream for the band, I loved playing but I wanted to make it big.

The day I got back from the trip, I called my fellow band mates and told them that I quit as a guitarist for PTC. Everything seemed alright. Until they completely and utterly stabbed me in the back. The plan was that I was still going to go with them to record and help them hall stuff. But I was lied to and replaced by Corbin (who was kicked out of the band) and Meghan (a friend of all of ours in the band). I was super angry and called them out. But as we all did constantly, they lied to me. Nothing new we all lied to each other all the time I did it, Chris did it, everyone in the band lied to everyone about basically everything.

Needless to say again, but I was very angry. But I tried to make things chill with us all again because, we were best friends and that is what friends do. But come to find out. I was wrong about best friends.

To skip all the details and give a short version. Jake and I got in fight, which meant that we all were fighting. I only had beef with Jake because of out things were handled and we both were childish.

Jake and I have now made up and are friends again. We are going to the same school next year and we maybe living together.

The people I didnt have beef with apparently have had beef with me. Chris and Matt I have done something to wrong them that I dont know what it is, but I would love to know what it was.

Tony and I have totally different beef, and that is an entirely different realm of things.

Chris and I were best friends, and now never talk. We spent weeks together in the summer at music festivals, and we rode bmx together, and he lived next store to me for a summer and we were together all the time. Since we were born we have been friends. But something changed when I quit the band.

Matt and I were great friends when we were in the band together. I thought me and him were very close for people who didn't really know each other at the start of the band.

To wrap up this story, I miss how things used to be, I miss the friendships and I miss the way things were. But I do not miss one bit all the bullshit that happened and that I have been able to get away from. I am happy that every word that I have ever said has been twisted and and formed into a knife that I was able to be stabbed by it over and over because it made me realize how messed up things were between us all.

I miss everyone in that group. But things will never ever be the same.

I don't mean to offend anyone in this post, I had it on my mind and I felt I could write about this, I think things were fair in this blog and I think that you all will agree with me in what I have said. I glorified no one and made it clear that things were messed up but things were fun. It was only towards the end of all of our stories that things got more dicey then normal. You all know who I am talking about and you all know the story. I am sorry if i did offend anyone, and I know i left out a lot but I think that the point was clear.

I miss you all.

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Shaking Ground

Everything we have heard on the news is everything that is going on with the aftermath of the earthquake in Haiti.

Personally, I find this ridiculous. I think its great that the united states has so many people that we can send more people down to Haiti to help out with the relief efforts. But I do not think that all of the fundraisers and everything helping them out is worth it.

How come when an hurricane strikes a city in the United States it takes us three days to get water to the Super Dome? What happens when a states infrastructure is completely destroyed and there are still efforts to try and rebuild from a hurricane that struck 4 years ago? Nothing, America sees only things that will help us as a country keep moving. When a state with hundred of people displaced on our own soil we can not help them. But instantly when we hear about the earthquake in Haiti everyone is jumping on their feet ready to help them.

Now a Earthquake hits Chile, the same day President Obama has a speech that says that we are able and willing to send people down to help out to help start rebuilding. The same day. It took three days to get water to the Super Dome. Nothing was said about Hawaii possibly being hit by a Tsunami that could wipe out an entire state, we are worried about another country.

Dont get my wrong I love this country. And I love how things are done in this country, even though i disagree with things that go on sometimes, it is the fact that I have a say in things, the fact that I can email Paul Ryan and get an email back that doesnt seem like it was generic.

But the thing I dont love. Is the fact that no one in power sees that people in their own country need help with things. This has been an issue for ever, forigne affairs should not over take the issues on our own soil. Fix what is going on here on our turf first. Then move on to the issues around the globe. We are the greatest country on the face of the planet, but right now that is just a facade.

I think that it is great that we can and will send people to help out with anything around the world. But i think that we are going to burn ourselves out and to me that is a scary thought.

Fix what is going on here in the country, then go and help earthquake victims. Because people will start to depend on us, when that happens and sometime we cant deliver, well then I think we are going to be having quite the problem on our hands.

People that I talk to agree with me. But apparently Washington does not.

Let me know what you all think?

Monday, January 25, 2010

Snowfall

Most people hate it. Some people love it. I am a person who loves it. Snow. The coolest and the most beautiful thing in the Mid West.

Driving in the snow at night, when it is blowing and falling from the sky is something that is straight from heaven. It is an awesome sight, a sight that a lot of people never get to see.

In the Mid West, we are lucky enough to have all four seasons. The best season is fall. But there is such an amazing feeling when you see snow falling from the sky. There are many people who come up here and get to see it for the first time and are so happy. It is amazing how much we take for granted since we live with all of this amazing beauty.

Even though we dont always get to see snow for its beauty because we are cleaning it off of our driveways or we are slipping and sliding in the snow while we drive.

But there is a sense of peacefulness and when you wake up in the morning to a snow covered front yard and the trees are spilling over the only thing you can do is think that it is pretty.

If you are one of the people who cant stand snow, try and take a look at it as a sheet of beauty to cover up a dead winter surrounding. It is something that takes away the dull depressing portion of ol' man winter.

So next time, when you wake up, look outside and think about snow as something that is covering up all the crap that is left from the fall, the brown grass, the dead flowers and the lifeless trees.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Monday, January 18, 2010

Complications

Life keeps moving all around you even if you stop. When someone dies, only the people around that person are affected, some more then other, but the world keeps on moving. When you see that the world never stops it gives you a true feeling of helplessness. Only the great people are recognized in death, but what makes someone great? What makes the person who died who is close to you less significant then the person you see in the movies? Why are is there not a news story or a play back of everyones life? Everyone has had their impact. Who has ever died that no one cried about? I'm sure someone died for Saddam, or Hitler, maybe the people were brainwashed, but the people had a feeling, that person was significant. Why do we know the day that Hitler died off hand? Why do we see on the news that someone has been murdered and say thats awful, turn around and finish eating our dinner? That person was significant in someones life. No matter who it is, or what they did, someone loved them. Even if they messed up in their life forgiveness is great. There is only so much you can do, and I know that tons of people die every day. But think about this. When someone dies, they were loved by someone, feel sympathy, but do not lather them. When something is going wrong in someones life, give them the time of day, let them talk to you. You never know when the last day will be. So do not beat them with stories of how your life is worse off because this and that, at the time, there is nothing that will make someone feel better then to just talk to someone about it who is willing to listen. Just listen.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Carpe manana. Holding true. It started as a joke but its now something new. An idea. Ideas are what got me here. I'm taking a step forward. Come with me dear.