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I actually finally bought my plane tickets. I will arrive in MD at 12:17 PM on Dec. 20th. It will be awesome.

I will be doing my show for advanced tv on tuesday. I still need to get a few more people for crew, cuz some of the people that I asked are unable to. I also need to get a script done, which I was supposed to do tonight but I procrastinate real bad, so it didn’t get done, though I did get some stuff done that needed to be done. I will do it tomorrow.

This week is the last week of classes, then finals are the week after. I’m pretty excited about that. Not finals.. I hate finals. But, you know… getting to go home. I am done with this semester. I just want a break, and then a new one.

Also, I’m real glad I didn’t buy the new POD album. I just listened to it and it sucks real bad. I didn’t like a single song on it. He forgot that he’s supposed to scream until like the last track… and he can’t really sing too well, so that didn’t help. But even if he had, it still would suck bcause of poor song structure and lyric quality. The fact that the album is selling so well completely baffles me. I really have to say there is no redeeming value to the album at all. Sorry if you like it.. but… I’d have to say I hate it 😉

Anyway… I really like this song… because… well, read it.

“It’s New Years Eve and I’m full of empty promises,
I half pretend to keep this time, just like last year.
The band is loud and I’m wandering the shadows,
wishing I was never here.
I persevere.
A crowded room, these whitewashed tombs,
they raise their glasses high, they kiss the past goodbye.

This New Years Eve, I’m waiting for tomorrow.
My heart is on my sleeve,
and yes I still believe,
this New Years Eve,
will turn out better than before,
I’m holding on, still holding out,
until they close the door… on me.

It’s New Years Eve and I feel my insecurities,
are haunting me like ghosts, this sinking quicksand.
And then with thunderous praise and lofty adoration,
a second passes by, yet nothing changes.
I hate my skin, this grave I’m standing in.
Another change of years, and I wish I wasn’t here.

A year goes by and I’m staring at my watch again,
and I dig deep this time,
for something greater than I’ve ever been,
life to ancient wineskins.
And I was blind but now I see.

This New Years Eve, something must change me inside,
I’m crooked and misguided, and tired of being tired.
This New Years Eve, I’m waiting for tomorrow.
My heart is on my sleeve, and yes I still believe, in You.”

-“New Years Eve,” by Five Iron Frenzy