Everybody reblog this until you hate me
please. show all your girlfriends, boyfriends, anyone.
I have a beautiful girlfriend
truest words 2011
I love Cayla Yuhn
happy happy happy happy happy happy hapy
so, so, so tired
winter sucks balls.
Thinking about recording my full length in Chicago
self-explanatory
I hate going to school. I hate learning about shit I don’t care about. I get angry too easily. I beat myself up over too many things. The way I think about things and process them is completely fucked.
When I listen to Chris Carrabba sing, there is this presence in his voice that makes you think he is there where ever you are. It’s tight. He is truly passionate about what he does and it makes me comfortable listening to someone make music who has that mind set. It really makes me feel good. Why do you think so many people can depend on music to lift them up when they feel like absolutely nothing and a worthless loser. Dammit. I’m supposed to be doing my poetry homework but for some reason my priorities are out of order and think that complaining on tumblr is the logical thing to do. Why do I act like that? Why is it so hard to care about things that are important. I hate sitting at my house at night, I always feel like I could be doing something else. That’s why I’m always gone and about doing something, but then everyone in my family thinks I hate it there which is why I’m always gone.
I want to go to Chicago for a weekend and have everything be perfect. I don’t want to be in a fight with anyone, I don’t want to have doubts in my head. I don’t want to think about my future or the past. I wish there were pills to take that could only let you concentrate on the present and erase memories temporarily so all you do is focus on what’s happening right now. Too many things cloud your head and fuck up whatever you’re doing. I feel like my ultimate life goal is to end up in a small town by a beach where no one knows who I am, and enjoy summer nights and drive around and not have to worry about anything. I hate the relentless pounding on the inner lining of my skull that’s always asking questions. Why this? Why that? Why did you say that? Why do things happen like that? shit never ends. What’s the cure? Bright Eyes?
Why the fuck do I think that Connor Oberst will fix things with his terribly sad music which I love so much?
Sometimes I wish i didn’t listen to all the music I did. All these songs are just temporary blocks to real life. If I didn’t depend on “the current state of things” by Noah Gunderson, what would I think about instead? What would I do with my time? I now have a half hour till class starts and I didn’t finish anything. Yikes.
I complain. I don’t deserve to complain. So many people are in such shittier situations. I’m not even in a shitty situation, I just find things that I blow out of proportion and make them seem like a big deal. I ruin entire days thinking about shit.
Poison Oak by Bright Eyes is the jam.
I’m not a fan of the college life. I’m a fan of skipping class in the morning to drive through downtown plymouth and get a coffee and be nostalgic about memories and music. I’m straight edge and I feel like breaking edge and I don’t why. I have a band started which is nice and we’re playing at the metal frat for our first show. That is keeping me excited.
currently downloading, the new mogwai record.
“hardcore will never die, but you will”
I HATE SCHOOL. I SUCK AT TUMBLR. FUCK
re: Stacks
2011 is going to be a great year. I can feel it. I love the idea of looking at new years as a fresh start, or a blank canvas. It’s obvious that all bad things won’t go away and things I don’t like dealing with will disappear just because the year is over, but for some reason a brand new year makes me think that I can get over it and accomplish goals and do shit that I want to do. Granted my motivation slowly leaks away after a month, ), but still I always tell myself that this is the year that’s different and I’m such an optimistic person anyways I always think it will work.
I want to manage my money and hustle hard. For example, I would love to go to California Pizza Kitchen on a date with caylay and not fucking worry about overdrafting. I want to order a BLT pizza and stare at a pretty girl the whole time and not think twice about having less money once I pay. That would be wonderful.
The amount of music that I play and listen to is going to quadruple this year. Every time I tell myself that music is going to be my life and my career, I get extremely motivated and excited to learn more and more. I want to know everything about music theory, I want to apply it to my own creations, I want to get more drumset gigs and play jazz clubs all the time, I want to promote the shit out of my Hampshire project and try and do something with it. 2011 is going to be a great year for music.
I want to start reading more, if anyone reading my tumblr has good book suggestions, call me up,
I’m going to start doing more open mics and playing more shows and I’m making Steve play more open mics with me. He doesn’t realize how good kicjow is and if he GOT OFF HIS CUTE (soon to be tattooed) ASS and promoted the shit out of it, I swear to god he would be on tour right now with someone or would be signed :)
I am obsessed with Cayla Yuhn and it’s never going to go away. I love that girl to death.
My room is going to get cleaned and stay that way all year (bullshit) I would love it if that happened though.
I’m drinking tea so much. I love tea. I’m going to start learning more about tea and all of its flavors and the lifestyle. I find it so interesting and just chill. I want to be more chill.
Life.
I need a drummer, weird question to ask.
Hampshire needs a drummer. I have an entire band lined up minus a drummer so if there is anyone who is at all interested or knows someone who would be interested, send me an email. tedrob17@yahoo.com
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I am very serious about this, we would be practicing regularly and playing shows and possibly do a small tour in the summer. Thanks a lot and spread the word along to anyone you know who plays. Thanks guys.
-Teddy
merry christmas
sweet
