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| Tuesday, 8-Feb-2005 00:00 |
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Is this REAL??
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Music Mood: Rufus Wainwright
Going with black with this entry because I honestly have no clue what I'm going to write about. Sorry, no pictures, or pretty colory font, just thoughts.
(Thinking, thinking, thinking.....oh yeah!!)
I went to the PAC(Music Department building last night) and had some great intimate time with my guitar. It was great. The dorms aren't a very great place to play the guitar full out. When I'm in the room, I usually just mess around with the guitar and don't sing at all. Doing random things, trying different chord progressions, practicing my songs and other cover songs. But nothing really exciting. Oh, but last night was something. Let me tell you. Walked down to the PAC, down the stairs filled with musical notes to the lower level and into one of the many practice rooms.
Piano practicing. Hope this person doesn't hear me.
I walk in and there is a piano inside, think "Oh, cool." I close the door behind me and instantly feel enclosed. The rooms contains a piano, two chairs, a mirror on the wall showing nothing but the excitement on my face knowing what I'll be able to do while here. I think I may have found my spot. But let's not jump ahead.
I release my weapon of choice from my back and lean it against the chair on the right side of the piano. I sit down at the piano and start messing around with it, not really knowing what the three pedals at my feet do. "Hmmmm, I think one of them holds the note longer." I push down on the far left pedal and strike a chord. "Okay, a little, but it seems to be a softer sound." Push down on the far right pedal, strike. "That is it! But I like the softer sound better." So, I go back to the far left pedal and play chords with no direction really. Warm up, I guess you could say. I don't know.
If at any point you get bored, please feel free to leave. This is just me rambling. Although, it seems like I'm writing as though this was my first novel. Watch out, a seemingly small, insignificant moment may create endless amounts of memories.
I take my guitar out of the it's 8 month friend who keeps it warm on cold and rainy nights. They have become really close. Sometimes at night I catch them sneaking out together, but I let them run wild. They're in their youth, I understand. But if they group up with others and decided to run off to the Australian Outback, and live under the name Mr. and Mrs. Ratiug sipping coconuts. I will hunt them down, you can bet on that!!(Sidenote: Ratiug=Guitar backwards) Moving on!! And yes I had to write down guitar to make sure I got the right backwards spelling. Moving on again!! I began playing the cover songs "Brace Yourself" by Howie Day and "Amie" by Damien Rice, just as another warm up. Well, I would actually consider playing these songs at shows. So, I guess it was good to play them as well. I then moved on to my songs, which I need to play. Played - "Miss Flemingo", "No Goodbyes", "Dear Hopeless", "One June", and the song about the man I saw in Vancouver, BC. I also tried remembering the guitar part for "See You When You Make It Back", but I couldn't remember it. I'm sure it'll come back to me soon. I solidified the guitar part on "One June", the first song I wrote. I was so happy when I got it down, and could actually play it and sing the melody and chorus.
It felt great to play and belt out some vocals. In choir I'm surrounded by about 150 other people, and I never sing all that loud. Just enough to squeeze my voice in there. I guess choir is a little different anyways, you don't really want your voice to stick out, unless your the cocky "everybody listen to me" singer. If you are one of those people, please stop, please. No really stop, I'm not joking.
I need sleep. Will continue later.
Okay, I'm continuing. Where was I? Oh yes, cocky singers please stop singing loud, seriously. Going back to the original story, I had a great time in the little practice room.
I slept through my 10am class today. I swear I remember setting my alarm. I have a vague memory of turning my alarm off. But it is the type of memory where it may have been a dream, yet it could have been real. I did not sleep in because of a certain call I recieved last night. You know you can call me anytime. Literally, anytime. I don't know what happened?? I usually get up. It's a mystery.
Have you ever had a 1 second - 8 hour sleep?
I have experianced this only once in my life. It is definitely the weirdest sleep related thing that has ever happened to me. While living in Germany I went to sleep one night expecting to get a good nights rest. I lay in bed, face towards the ceiling. (Sidenote: Haha, I remember having a serious superstition for my comforter. One side was red, and the other blue. I believe it was the blue side, but I had to have the blue side facing the ceiling or I felt like I was going to get sick. I never really got sick. Weird.) Anyways, I close my eyes, oh and by the way it is night time, probably around 10-ish. So, I close my eyes, get comfortable and a few seconds later or what felt like a few seconds later, I hear my mom come into my room and nudge me to wake me up. I remember thinking "What? Huh? Did I forget to brush my teeth or something?" I open my eyes and it is sunny outside. I was confused, shocked, speechless, and frankly weirded out. To clarify this situation, I didn't have a good night's sleep where you feel like the time went by quickly. I went into my bed at night, closed my eyes, and seconds later my mom is nudging me.
I am ready for an alien to pop out of my chest.
I started to write lyrics to a song last summer but I never finished them. This will be my second try at poetry, I guess.
Small O's
Waking, you vision is shaky.
Small O's in the deep dowl, it's ready.
Warm rain, light breeze.
Walking from the doorway into the tall trees.
Believe it's the real way.
For him it couldn't wait.
Watching what is true,
and seeing the stakes.
Exploring, yet finding
that right place.
Peace, Love and a suffocating bear hug,
Matt
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| Saturday, 5-Feb-2005 00:00 |
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Football Friday
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Movie Mood: Donnie Darko
So tonight was Football Friday.
A night full of running around, getting tackled, and being in slight pain afterwards. I thought I'd take a camera this time to share the experiance. It would have been better if we had more people, but oh well. The lights on the field are never on when we play, which is usually around 10 or 11pm. It's kind of interesting determining where the ball will be after it is thrown since it is so dark. We have little light, but not much. It's good to get out a little aggression and tackle someone, mainly Asian Dan, every week. It's is a good tension reliever, tackling Dan that is. Chris is too fast for my blood. I usually try and catch up to him after he catches the ball but I eventually give up. I'm physically drained but I want to write more.
This week went by sooooo fast for me. So, so, so, so fast. It's good that the weeks are going by. But I sometimes feel like they go by a little too fast. Wednesdays don't even feel like a day to me anymore. I have classes from 8am-2pm, and I work from about 4:30-8pm. After work I usually study until I go to bed. I just can't decide if this is a good or bad thing. I guess if it were a great day, then I want to feel like I can savor the greatness of that day and not have it just end suddenly. 
Coolest name ever: King Yau, a guy I work with. His first name is KING YAU!!
Most Random name ever: Random. Yeah, when this guy told me what his name was, I was like "Huh?!  " He was like "Random. You know, like random acts of violence." Walking away, thinking "Did he just say random acts of violence?"
I want to keep going. I don't know why.
I think I may trim up my hair this weekend. Doing something with it. Mohawk or something  . NO WAY. But yeah, I'm kind of growing a mullet. Don't want that madness. May go and get the back cut, even it out. Get something going with this mop on my head. I barely do anything with. I sort of want to have something going on up there.
Donnie Darko: Why are you wearing that rabbit suit?
Frank(Rabbit Suit): Why are you wearing that man suit?
Most beautiful word combination: Cellar Door. Don't think about the meaning of the phrase. Say it with me cccceellllaaarrrrr dddddooooorrrrrr. Let it flow, say it again. Beautiful, huh?
I wrote my first piece of poetry in a loooooong time a couple of days ago. I was in History, and I had to write down what I was thinking in Jimmy. Here it is:
The People Walk
I felt the world change today.
Felt the waves crash no more. No more.
I saw the forest align with the sun this time.
This time.
The people walk with no affection.
Grabbing hands of those they only love.
They fill the empty space in their
hearts with those mistaken of.
I can't really describe what I was feeling. Change, I guess.
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| Friday, 4-Feb-2005 00:00 |
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The Glove Compartment
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Lyrics of the Week:
The glove compartment is inaccurately named,
And everybody knows it.
So I'm proposing a swift orderly change.
Cause behind its doors there's nothing to keep my fingers warm,
And all I find are souvenirs from better times.
Before the gleaming of your taillights fading east,
To find yourself a better life.
--Death Cab For Cutie "Title and Registration"
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| Thursday, 3-Feb-2005 00:00 |
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No Wish
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Music Mood: Ray Charles & Diana Krall - "You Don't Know Me"
I saw a shooting star the other day.
I didn't make a wish though.
I don't know if I want my wish to come true.
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| Wednesday, 2-Feb-2005 00:00 |
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About Me Part 2
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Random Pictures
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Wow?!?!
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Music Mood: Death Cab for Cutie - Transatlanticism
I liked doing my first "About Me", so I thought i'd continue.
1. You wouldn't find me riding a motorcycle, no music.
2. No ice for me in my drink, it's gets in the way.
3. I noticed that I tend to walk to the beat of the song while I listen to my mp3 player.
4. I love Abbott & Costello, 40's comedy movie duo.
5. I have the bestest friend ever. She's more than a friend.
6. I have yet to fall asleep in class. Trust me, I've come close.
7. I love finding new music/bands.
8. Best 70's movie: Star Wars, I know, I know
9. Best 80's movie: Back to the Future
10. Best 90's movie: Dumb and Dumber
11. Best 00's movie: Garden State (so far, although it'll be hard to beat this one.)
12. I cross my legs at the ankles when I sit. Why? I don't know, it's comfortable.
13. I have long eyelashes. When they fall into my eye it hurts though. 
14. I NEED to eat something in the morning. A starving Matt is not so good.
15. I need to warm up to people. The "warming" stage varies from person to person.
16. The rain is beginning to grow on me.
17. I've tried different things:
- Acting
- Singing
- Dancing(oh jeez, don't ask)
- Guitar
18. Best Dessert ever: Pumpkin Pie(if you give me some, I may give you a surprise.)
19. Best Drink ever: Apple Juice
20. I wear 1 pair of shoes at a time: Currently - Dark blue Puma Romas w/ Light blue stripes.
21. Headphones, one of the greatest inventions ever.
22. I'm a fairly fast walker. I hate being stuck behind a slow walker. You lean one way, they lean the same way. You lean the other way, they lean that way. Hate it!! 
23. I am on a crazy song writing journey, and hope to get a CD finished this summer.
24. I miss someone really bad right now.
25. I want a Polariod Camera. I like instant gratification.
26. Last CD I burned: Rooney
27. Last CD I bought: Mae - Beautiful
28. I wrote a check today. Who writes checks still??
29. Ticonderogas, if you know what they are, you know what I'm talking about
29. I need to study right now 
"The movie in my mind will be the winner at Cannes."
Have fun with this. Look at it, be amazed. Then focus on one spot, it all stops?!?! Then move your eyes again, back to the craziness.
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| Monday, 31-Jan-2005 00:00 |
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Shoes and Balloon Love
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My dancin' shoes
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"The Matt" gets a STRIKE first try!
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Balloon randomly appeared at my shoes?!?
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Music Mood: John Mayer - Room For Squares, I forgot how great this CD was
Friday night was bowling night!! Me, Chris and Asian Dan thought we'd do something different this weekend. So we went out and bowled like bowlin' maniacs. Or well, I did. My bowling name was "The Matt". Chris's name was Cookin' Chris, well, for obvious reasons. He's a cooking machine. Asian Dan's nickname was "Gee". Yeah, his name was unoriginal, just his last name. My dancin' shoes were red and green, and had the nickname "Eagle II". Must have been a previously owned nickname, because I sure didn't give them that name. My nickname would have been something like "Loafer made from Goafers a.k.a. LMFG's", "Christmas Crazies" or "Matty's Caddies". Just a few names, I could keep going if ya want. Okay, maybe not. My first bowl in the first game was a STRIKE! Oh yeah, oh yeah (happy dance). Halfway through the first game a yellow balloon magically appeared near my shoes and stayed there for the rest of the night. It must have been floating around all night looking for lonely shoes, found my shoes and decided it liked my shoes way too much to leave. I let both of them have their alone time. At the end of the night I left the balloon there so it could find it's way to another pair of lonely shoes. The first game was just a warm up game because I came in second. I got above 100  . When the second game came around, I was ready to go. I can't really recall the exact number, but I had somewhere around 5 strikes. I was on fiyah!! Ended with a 137. Not too shabby.
"Wow. You have pretty dimples."
This was the random comment that made my day on Monday.
Me and Chris were walking to the Beta Lounge to check the mail, and before entering a bunch of people were waiting at the door to get in. While waiting, one of the RA's turns around and says "Woah, we have party going on here." I started to smile a little bit, she looks at me and says " Wow. You have pretty dimples." It was obvious that she was looking right at me, but for some reason I wanted to look behind me to do one of thoes "Is she talking to me? Talking to someone else?" I honestly didn't know what to say, I just stood there and smiled. It's not something that happens everyday, you know. Before I knew it, we were walking in and it was over.
I miss those cheeks.
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| Saturday, 29-Jan-2005 00:00 |
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A blurry world is not so bad
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Music Mood: Los Lonely Boys
I forgot to put in my contacts or grab my glasses after waking up friday morning. I remember walking down the stairs, having blurry vision, and rubbing my eyes thinking "That's different." And a second later thinking "Uh-oh, this outta be interesting." Walking to class alone was interesting. I have the kind of naked vision where I wont be able to make out who you are until about 10 feet in front of me. If you're trying to signal to me from far away, don't even waste the strength. All you will see are squinting eyes followed by a puzzled look on my face. It actually felt kind of nice. I felt like I was even more into my own world. If that's possible.
Fairly blind due to no contacts/glasses, and fairly deaf due to the music I'm always listening to while I walk around campus.
Kind of nice.
I had my first taste of Rice Candy this past week. The candy wasn't all that bad. Kind of interesting. Wow, I think a lot of things are interesting. Anyways, there were two wrappers around the candy. The first wrapper was plastic, you take that one off, but then the second wrapper was edible?! It came with a Free Temporary Tattoo as well. I'm thinking of where I should place it. Suggestions?? As you can see, it is a nice little heart flower heart. Haha.
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| Friday, 28-Jan-2005 00:00 |
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Plug for Scheiguy's Fotopage
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Everyone should check out my suitemate's fotopage.
He's a swell of a guy. Oh, "plug" is radio lingo for "a piece of publicity mentioned on the radio". But I'm not on the radio?? Oh well, i'm going with it, too late. Learned the lingo from my dad who used to be a Disc-jockey back in the 80's with a fro and everything. Met my mom in Texas...uhhh....away long story short. They marry, me born, me grow up, and now i'm here and you're reading this. Wow, enough about me. This is a plug for Chris.
Chris's DVD Mood: MacGyver 1st Season
Wow, I just had to post this picture. Not taken by me. Just....wow.
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| Thursday, 27-Jan-2005 00:00 |
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It replenishes the soul
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Music Mood: Country!!
I've been aching for some good ol' country music. I'm actually listening to some as I write this entry. A classic country love song must include some of the follow phrases:
Loving phrases
1) I love you
2) I can't live without you
3) I miss you
4) Baby
5) Beautiful
6) You look good in my shirt (Personal Favorite)
Crumbled Heart Phrases
1) Stay gone
2) You broke my heart
3) You'll be missin' me
4) There's nothing left for me to lose
5) You Bitch!! (Personal Favorite, okay maybe not in your everyday classic love song.)
6) Why'd you have to end it on my birthday??
I think 5 and 6 would go well together. First 5, then 6.
I had to study for a while in the library today. There is a huge quiet room which is where I usually end up. I decided to take some pictures while I was there. It was a nice little break from the endless reading and memorizing. Sorry, the country music thing and the pictures really have no relavance to eachother. I've just been missing what I've been missing.
Ready for the week to be over. Ready for Love-uary.
You should go see Lemony Snicket's A Series Of Unfortunate Events, it just may change you life.
UPDATE:
Diagnosis: Clinically, mentally, habitually, fortunately, suddenly DEAF.
Reason: One call.
As you may have already read, I have diagnosed myself as deaf. I can't hear anything. Well, more like I don't to hear anything. Nothing. I feel like I am extremely "IN IT" right now, it's kind of scary. I've caught myself just staring at things a few times today. If you've tried to talk to me today, unfortunately for you I did not hear a word you said. I was probably looking at something, thinking about something, working something out in my head, or just thinking about someone. I heard the one call clearly though. A little too clear, perhaps.
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| Wednesday, 26-Jan-2005 00:00 |
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Life
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I want to write my life story, but I just can't.
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Your shot are such a joy... 
