"Slumber will come soon..."

It's 3:57 A.M. and I'm still awake. I'm guessing it's because of my tendency to sleep in and take naps during the day. My days consist of nothing.

My mind has too much to handle right now. What do I have to stress about, you ask? Well, stuff. Let's not get into great detail.

I have been attempting to slip into a sweet slumber for about an hour now. I lay my head down. My body is still but my mind is running a million miles per hour. It seems that every time I move my head, all these thoughts rush into it once again. It's irritating.

I miss routine. I feel pathetic that television and the internet are my main hobbies when I should be doing so much more with my free time.

I have come to realize that this blog has become my personal amusement.

My attempt to fall asleep will begin again. Wish me luck.

"Mad Dog, Are you doing okay?"

Rachel and I went and saw The Offspring and Alkaline Trio this past Friday. The show was pretty freaking amazing! The Offspring put on a really good show. They played the most appropriate songs that benefited both old and new fans. (I apologize for the crappy video above.)

The crowd was so huge for The Offspring. Everyone sang the same lyrics in unison. It was so bad ass. I love it when everyone gets together for one thing, and one thing only; music. Everyone was so friendly. You could see the love they had for the band and it made me fall in love with the band too. Amazing.

On the other hand, I was VERY disappointed in the fans when Alkaline Trio was playing. No one was there for Alkaline Trio. Rachel and I were the only ones standing up in our section. I was also disappointed in Alkaline Trio's set list. They didn't play ANY of the popular songs that may have interested those that were not really into them. At least they could have had some more feedback from the audience if they hadn't picked such random songs. It was still pretty awesome to see Matt, Dan, and Derek (Alkaline Trio) all in person, even though they were so far away. I love those guys!

The opening band was very good too. Street Dogs. They reminded me of Dropkick Murphys and Flogging Molly. They brought with them the east-coast punk feel to the west-coast. It was pretty cool. Very patriotic which was really weird but had a lot of Irish feel. Rachel and I went on and on about how cute they dressed, too. I've been meaning to check them out on MySpace.

Thanks to the concert, I will most likely become an avid Offspring listener. Good job, guys!

You don't belong.

I've become very tired of school lately. Usually, I don't complain about school because I love it but summer vacation feels so close and I am ready for a break. I'm not sure what kind of job I'll end up getting but hopefully it's a good one.

On another note, I've decided that I don't quite belong in the central valley. I don't think people understand me here. With an exception of a few friends, I am constantly bumping heads with people about life and general ideas. I don't like the kind of people that surround me in these kind of places. They have no ambition anymore. Where did everyone's passion go? Why does every weekend have to be filled with mindless get-togethers where the alcohol is the host[ess]. I find it rare to sit down with someone and have a meaningful conversation. I kick myself to think of what I tend to complain about [i.e. relationships, money, not getting my way.]

No one has anything to offer to me here. Relationships? Don't get me started on relationships. What do guys have to offer me here? A jobless ass who has no motivation to become somebody in this world. They have no impressive ideas. What are you here for? Maybe "God" will be quietly uttered but is that it? Is there anything else to live for?

Against Me! opens my mind so much. It's amazing how a raspy voice, controversial lyrics and a couple of simple chords can make the day so much better. I want everyone to hear what I hear but too many times I heard "I don't like punk." Maybe I just need to keep this stuff to myself.

It's alright that no one else understands my happiness. After all, it's mine.

I feel incredibly peaceful right now, listening to Tom Gabel's serenade titled "Joy". He says
"And there's a joy, a joy in all I can see.
A joy, in every possibility."

I love this shit.

This is a library!!!

Why do people insist on yelling loudly and violently to their father's on the phone (who most likely pay for their tuition) in the library halls when classes are in session.

I just had Chick-Fil-A and it was amazing. Hence, my blogspot's URL, Lavinia-Fil-A. An ode to chicken.