writing

welp im at it again i spose. holy mac afore i talk about writing, i went to caz!

visited caz again this past weekend. alberts, the local and just about only bar in town is closing and there was a little getogether for it. it ended up being a lot littler than expected.
well kyle decided to go to caz on friday and i was thinking about going, but i didnt want to invit myself to stay anywhere, so i was kind of unsure about going. but saturday morning kyle called and said he was coming to pick me up. i couldnt argue.

i walked around a bunch with kyle when we got there and it was nice walking around with my freshman room mate, just talking about the same stuff kyle usually talks about. we walked passed our freshman room window, went to visit his cousin who is an ra (he wasnt there, we talked with his girlfriend for a bit) and recalled all of the places we've been on campus that most people havent and the goonies adventures we'd taken. o yeah, then i went and got some clay from south campus. and im not aprehensive at all about putting that down cause no one reads this, so it wont get back to anyone. i think im just saying that so i can write whatever i want without interference of a possible reader. someone reading my blog, ha! its a joke i tell.

well then he took the clay and went back to the apts where we were staying and i went to go visit some people. i played guitar for a bit with some friends or maybe for a friend rather. it was nice cause i havent been playing at all and i was feeling kinda crummy about it. well anyway i went back to the apts and saw a bunch of people i missed. it was nice being there. somehow they do a very good job of making us feel welcome there. kyle and i went to the alberts event and there were only a handful of people who showed up for it. we left after awhile and went back to the apts and danced around a bunch. the whole night ended up being pretty fun. we all went back to the bar for karaoke and i saw some people who came back to say so long to alberts. shoot im not sure if i really feel like writing about the night in detail but there were some things that stood out that just made me melt. i think its nothing really, but whatever, it felt great.

darn. anyway, i ended up sleeping on a couch even though i think there mighta been an air mattress for me. in the morning we went to brunch and it was the first time ive been in the cafe for a while. i had the same thing i always had when i used to get breakfast, yogurt and cottage cheese and pineapple. yep its weird but whatever. we hung out some more aaaaaaand then left. there were a bunch of little things of course that happened that i could probably write novels about, but thats cause im dumb.

anyhootnany, ive been writing kind of a lot lately. the other night at dinner i had a sudden thought in my head about a song and wrote it in my phone. i tried figuring out something on the guitar and couldnt quit get it. i kind of found something that was working and then something neat happened which happens sometimes and its awesome when it does. i have these little chord progressions that i play that are really short but pretty catchy and i like them. well sometimes when im making a song they just seem to fit in with what im playing and this time i think i hit the jackpot in a way.

i have this little diddy i play that sounds very neat. but playing it with the other little diddy i just made up it sounds so much better. i dont know what it is but its great. and i started writing lyrics. they are a bit melodramatic but thats how i write sometimes. its not as if everything is 100% accurate, but it makes for a good song sometimes.

im reaching over oceans but i dont know how to swim
the light that shines on what was us is starting now to dim
now my only inspirations are the things i never said
im left in pangs of hunger from the things u never fed

what a sound what a sound
its in my mind now
what a sound what a sound
all in due time

in silence there u crept to me wishing on a well
i dont recall what i wished for then but now id go through hell
i see u watching from the stands is it me your hear to see
im treading in my murkey thoughts howd the water get so deep

i see my father yell at me
what did i do now
i was born just like he
and its the same sound

i see your name in flashing lights its the fuel that keeps me warm
your the shelter from my rumbling thoughts the calming of the storm
through the streets and off to class fading memories soon to pass
whislting at your window but the sound it just wont last

a conscience that he cant outrun
where did my time go
what happened to the games and fun
the sound goes down now

ill sing her dreams of concrete love, cherry blossom skies
ill tell her what comes over me when she looks into me eyes
just speak a single word to me its all i long to hear
the sound of your voice so sweet is the only thing thats clear

a pit of passion in the room
beneath the sky light
an artist rendering of you
lost in hindsight

what a sound what a sound
in my mind now
what a sound what a sound

i think ive been going a little crazy lately. been acting sort of dramatic. well not really acting it, but it would seem so by the stuff ive been writing. and more little things. anyway, i think that song is called what a sound. i was working on another song that im thinking of calling never greener. after writing most of it, it reminded me of another bag of bones. not as good obviously, well probably not good at all actually.