:: A Vagrant's Story ::

:: Friday, July 02, 2004 ::

[Mood: With cabin fever!]
[Music: The Pillows-Waiting at the Busstop]

xD
I defnitly feel much better today.
My body has felt ill for the past 2 days.
It didn't really do me any good at band camp.
Especially durning marching it messed me up.
I got stomach aches and felt woozy at the most
random times. >_<

That's why I've been all like "Uggggh..." the past
two days.
It also explains my bad mood on Wednesday's post.

Now, as I sit back here with root beer and a cup o' noodle
and with RO and The Pillows playing, life seems
okay. =D

Waiting at the busstop!
I still want you!
I still want you! xD

:: Kevin 9:08 PM [+] ::
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[Mood: Stirred...serve me chilled ^_~]
[Music: Nothing at the moment]

Today was pretty cool.
I headed over to brad's place to just hang out and chill for a while.
The dark cloud that loomed yesterday, was merely a wisp
today.

Haha, we planned to head out with Floyd to the movies.
But when he got there, he said he didn't want to go and that he was
bored and going home and calling his girlfriend.
Then, a few hours later, he calls us and asks if he wants to go to a
movie. ^_^;;

MmmM....I finally had pizza today too! xD
Chicken pizza....how I miss you so.... =p
It was also my first time having that topping. Haha.

And basically, we just listened to music, goofed off,
played lots o' magic, and had a super rad time.

It's hard to see any friends of mine due to the fact
that they live over a good 30 minute car ride away.
They also have jobs now.

And, well, that's all I suppose.
If anyone wants to hang or something, give me a call
or IM me. E-mailing works too, but, I don't guarantee fast results. =p
Go for it though. ^_^

Well, I guess I'll try to find something to do to occupy myself
now.

Until next time,
Semper fi.

:: Kevin 7:44 PM [+] ::
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augggh.....
...I feel way too sick to think clearly
and foresee any consequences that my last post will have.

I almost don't care.
But I have no real way to explain it.
Words can't describe it.
Nor, do I have a way to let it off my chest.
Nobody likes to listen to the underdog...especially if it's something
depressing.

...I'll try to keep floating...

:: Kevin 11:35 PM [+] ::
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[Mood: I'm...trying to float...]
[Music: Modest Mouse-Float on]

Where the moon was lit, marked your spot...


Today, I was reminded of lots of things.

I am, the classic underdog.
Although, I'm not of the "everyone-loves-you" kind.

I watched people I've known grow an enormous amount of
popularity.
Yet, as hard as I try, I can't do it.
I always seem detached from the whole thing.
And they always seem too busy for someone like me.

I miss people...

And after having a mostly bad day,
Coming home in a car ride with parents constantly
critizing me of how much a failure I am at things...

...I guess this happens when you try to reach for the damn stars.
Being too ambitious is bad for your health.
If there's one thing I've learned, keeping people's expectations
of you low will lead you to a happier life.
Why though?
I'm trying to make something of myself...

...I'm trying to float....

I am, your classic underdog,
singing a Punchdrunk Lovesick Singalong...
...alone...

...at least the moon was mine...

:: Kevin 11:02 PM [+] ::
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[Mood:Floating...barely]
[Music: Modest Mouse-Float On]

A lot has happened within the past week.
But I'm too lazy to write of it right now.
I'm just floating in life.
I'm just barely making it. Which, all in all, is fine with me.

Think of a vast clear blue ocean.
The ones you find in all the vacation spots like Cancun.
You're lying on your back, alone; face up to the bright blue sky.
There are some whisps of white clouds here and there.
You see a bird go by.
You close your eyes as you feel the water bobble up and down
your body.
The sound of a distant commercial airliner zooms overhead.
Your mind pays no heed.

Sometimes, you fall under the surface, and you start drowning.
Sometimes, you're floating.
Sometimes, you've found land.

I'm floating...barely.
Under the constant threat of drowning, and knowing why.
But there's nothing I can do about it. Nothing.
So I float...I float on.

It's funny, I was thinking of all this before I ever heard the song.
Then, a few minutes later (note that this is late at night),
I see the target commercial for the modest mouse album.

They're an Indie band....well...they were an indie band.
Now that they hit mainstream, I dunno. Haha.

Well, I'll keep trying to float.

(I'm also severly missin' pizza}
{btw, that's what I ment by missin' in the last post =P)

:: Kevin 9:01 PM [+] ::
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