I'm going home.

Dinka just takes my mind to a whole different level. It's like having everything good that has ever happened to you, every place you love, everyone you love, surround and envelop you.

I never go to the mall anymore.

But last night I did. I ended up buying these leggings because I don't know how to say no and I don't know how to not dress like a drag queen.

Then, I come to find out Express is having a huge sale so I buy a black/red sequin sweater there for ten dollars. I go home happy.

Also, Kira Plastinina is opening up a shop in the mall right next to my house. Definitely excited about that. You can view my blogging about her right here.

And lastly, Coach decided to make a purse worthy of my pennies... after five years.

$459/$359. One day...

Windows: 1; Apple: 0.

I've been trying to do the right thing for days now. I can't buy songs off of iTunes because it refuses to process my card. Why is Apple allowing iTunes to suck while promoting pirating?

Hey, Apple.

Get your shit straight. There's a rare Cut Copy remix that I need to buy, stat. Hurry up before I stop being in a legal mood.

Thanks.

M.I.A.'s new fashion line.

Who's souped for the steez? Who's not souped for the prices? American Apparel, I am coming back to you.



I'm knocking on the doors of your hummer, hummer.

Don't let it tear us apart, even if it breaks your heart.

The above is the reason why I can't stop dancing, singing, and being happy. For those of you kids who do not know this fellowette, Cut Copy is 1/4 of my heart. This event is going down in the books.

Sonam and I get to the station at around 1:30. We search for parking relentlessly and after about ten minutes, we find an obscure location. An assumption was made that we missed the train so we're walking slowly and when we get to the station, to our suprise, the train arrives. We make a mad dash for it, but end up watching it roll away instead, right before our eyes. This is when we figure it will be a bad day.

Okay, so we wait for the 2:43 train... which comes at 3:10. Very late, indeed. This train happened to have motor problems so we now know that today is a bad day. The last stop was Newark Penn with a transfer to New York Penn. We catch the 4:09 Penn train, which I might add, was full to it's capacity and then some. The train takes the longest 10 minute ride into the city, very slow due to the massive amount of people on board. We get to the city at around 4:30 or so, take a few subways, and end up at 11th street at 5:00pm.

Now, this show is sold out. So another assumption that was made was that the line had been started at around 3pm. Nope. I was the beginning of the line, thank you. 5:05 and your girl was #1 for Cut Copy. After waiting two hours, making friends, and peeing my pants, we get inside at a little after 7pm. Sonam and I make a mad dash to front and center (!!!!!!) and after we situate ourselves, I give money and Sonam gets me a Cutters shirt (I couldn't possibly leave my sweet spot). The show starts off at 8pm with a Brooklyn band called Kordan. They were pretty awesome and the lead singer is a very attractive young man. Following that act were the Presets, which were basically the main attraction; nearly the whole crowd was for them. The Presets tore shit up, they did an exhuberant job. The crowd fuckin' loved it. I would love it too if only I was into them as badly as everyone else was. Needless to say, I enjoyed their set, lots of fun, lots of bass infiltrating my lungs, and I even sang along subtly to 'This Boy's In Love'. Then, at 10:30pm, my life was forever changed. Cut Copy goes on stage, I go insane, they keep their cool.

They opened up with 'Visions' which followed into 'Nobody Lost, Nobody Found'. I will not attempt to write down the rest of the list because I don't want to misguide you, readers. Just know that they played 'Far Away', 'Strangers in the Wind', 'Out There On the Ice', 'Lights and Music', 'That Was Just a Dream', 'Time Stands Still', 'Feel the Love', 'Unforgettable Season', 'So Haunted', 'Hearts on Fire', 'Future', and 'Saturdays'. I was so excited for 'Strangers', I caught a video of it, too. Their best one must have been 'That Was Just a Dream' because they played 'Zap Zap' right after it and the crowd went nuts. 'So Haunted' was another powerful one for the night. I was slightly disappointed that 'Autobahn Music Box' wasn't played, I was vocally ready for that one. It seems as if all the songs I am vocally ready for are never played. Or Cut Copy could really have egged me on and played some 'I Thought of Numbers' shit, I was ready, perhaps, one of the rare few who were. Again, I am fuckin' insane for Cut Copy.

The night ended off perfect. 'Hearts on Fire' was the finale and afterwards, Sonam got the set list, which she gave to me cause she knows how much it means to me. (Thank you!) We got sweaty handshakes from Danny and we were out to catch the 12:37am train (which we caught successfully!).

To sum it all up... I can't even put into words what I felt and what I am feeling now. I think that everyone ought to see their favorite band perform five feet away from them; that's the secret to world peace.

Linkage

http://www.myspace.com/kordanmusic

http://www.myspace.com/thepresets

http://www.myspace.com/cutcopy

Legalize Hoboken.

I'm feeling very Autobahn right now. Holy shit, I just definitely incorporated a song into a mood. Being that this is NOT a music blog (in theory), no mp3's will be posted. So, for those four people who read this blog... google your soul out 'til you find. What are you looking for anyway? That's the question of the day.

Answers in comments.

Use me.

I'm afraid the only thing I'm good at is music. Specifially, house/electro music. Make me your music label intern/bitch. I'll fly to Europe, no problems.

My ears are still ringing and it's slightly irritating.

Because I wanna listen to music, but I am partially deaf.





Last night, I attended one of the best shows I have ever had the honor of attending. Period. We arrived at Starland Ballroom at around 5pm and we got in at 7pm. First band up was called The Champagne Charade which is like a sugary girl-screamo type of band, nothing too spectacular minus the girl's eel tights (even though she didn't pull it off too well). Next up was Warship and I honestly don't remember them playing, at all. I guess they're screamo or something. I just was too busy texting throughout their set. Following that band was Leathermouth which features one of the dudes from My Chemical Romance. Now, if I was a 15 year old girl, I would pee myself considering it's Frank something from MCR and his fellow bandmate Mikey Way or something is somewhere in the crowd with his vampire looking girlfriend. I would really pee myself. But sadly, I no longer am 15 nor was I ever that much into My Chemical Romance when I was that age. What does that say about me if I was not one deprived teen-ling? Yeah, they did their thing and it was awesome. Frank is an excellent performer even though he comes from a staple emo band. Props to him for being exhuberant and captivating my attention. I can't even describe what came after Leathermouth though. MC Chris was by far the most irritating and yet satisfying act throughout the whole night. His voice is very high pitched and annoying and I had no idea what he was saying. Plus, the beats he used were immensely irritating excluding 'Paper Planes'. All was justified when the dude dissed the shit out of these three or so pre-teen girls standing next to me who thought their scene points would increase if they yelled insults at MC Chris when it was quiet. He ended up comparing them to ninjas that cut themselves and it was pretty hilarious. The look on the girls' faces were priceless. They probably won't log onto MySpace for about a week, due to depression. Then came the man of the night, Reggie... and the Full Effect! Now, your girl here has been to many, many shows throughout her life. All sorts of shows; I'm so phat, I cover all genres. This was, by far, one of the best performances I have ever witnessed. I cannot even put it into words, but I'll try. The above photo is what James was wearing that night so you already know it was a blast. He opened up with an older song and he pranced around the stage in his short shirt, thermal pants, slippers, and mullet like a leprochaun or something. In between songs, he would make jokes and tell stories, not the typical 'Whassuppp, *state name here*, next song is *song title here*'. He played mostly older stuff, some 'Songs Not To Get Married To' stuff, and maybe two or three songs off the new album. I was pretty disappointed that he didn't play 'G Train', I was vocally ready for that one. I think the best songs were 'Get Well Soon', 'Apocolypse Wow', 'Love Reality', and the opener, the title slips my mind. Also, he played some new tracks off the new album (which comes out in February) called 'Xylophone' and a song about licking pussy 'til your tongue gets numb (I shit you not). Both songs are similar to Love Reality being that there is no screaming and all beat. 'Xylophone' is pretty epic, something to look forward to. The album will be titled Fluxation and I got a shirt to prove it. The show ended at around 12am and I was completely blown away. It will be very, very hard to attend a show that exudes the awesomeness factor that I experienced at Reggie and the Full Effect at Starland Ballroom on September 12th, 2008.

And if you haven't heard of Reggie/James prior, then that sucks. This was his last tour. However, with the new album coming out and all... Who knows.

One things for sure. James loves New Jersey more than he loves Long Island. :)

There are about 6k people on campus.

Of which, none listen to the same type of music as I do. Daft Punk no longer counts, thanks to K.West.

This post is pretty much lagging any vibrance or point but I just needed to extract this thought out of my head. What does that say about me? One in six thousand who has 1/4 of her heart reserved for filter house. Okay, so maybe I'm being ridiculous and I'm sure there's someone here who likes Alan Braxe or Deadmau5, fuck, even Justice. But where are they? Why haven't we met yet? I believe in fate like I believe in the fact that I am currently alive. If they haven't met me now then when? I need to go to sleep, my mind is going too fast, I smell like some dude's cologne, I'm listening to some nostalgic beats, I had a rough night last night/morning, I have classes in a few hours, and I need to figure out what the fuck is going on with me and this dude.

Normally, I wouldn't post anything personal on a blog like this... but I honestly feel like I have no close friends with whom I can fully relate with here. True, I have a tight-knit circle of friends, we always hang out and whatnot and last night, the truth prevailed when two of our buddies got so wasted that they got sick outside and we stayed out there watching over them from 11pm 'til 2am, cops, vomitting, and all. But that's not the point. It seems like we're all desperate to create trusting, life-long relationships FAST. A week of knowing each other and we're looking over our drunk buddies as if we've known them for years. Or is that just a rule of humanity? Would those boys do the same for me if I was sickly intoxicated? I don't know, these past few days have been rough, I feel like I'm losing my personality. I go home, I lose it. I come back, it's gone. I was doing so well, communicating, making efforts, doing better, and it all just like disappeared. I'm exhausted from meeting people, being miss confidence-notice-me-first, and like, giving my number out like it's Halloween candy. My 2 button is a hole from intense texting. Literally.

I need to snap back. Quickly. Rapidment. I'm being lazy and I need someone to kick me in the ass and wake me the fuck up. This is the school I've been crying over for years and I'm taking it for granted like I took many other valuable things for granted this past year. Fuck me, seriously.

I need to sleep and I need to wake up a new soul tomorrow, stat.

There are about 6k people on campus.

I could probably say that 1/3 of them complimented my pants. Like they've never seen purple pants before. Weird. I was going to buy black ones but my mother stopped me and told me that purple will be the it-shit of the season. I'm not one to argue with that.

The photo above was taken in the city with my friend Cynthia. That girl has phenomenal taste in everything, trust me. You'll be seeing a lot more of her on this blog.