The Killers- Smile Like You Mean It

    This is my all time favorite band. The Killers. Every song they have came out with has been great, especially this one. I don't know why it's been in my head all day but I don't really mind. What I think happened in this video is the band members are singing about the house they used to live in and now they've gone and passed; they're visiting this house and they see all these different people growing up and living in there. I know it's called Smile Like You Mean it but it's actually a pretty sad song you guys. 
   Also the fact that his voice is beautiful it just makes it even greater. You see a party going on and in the mist of all of this the guys ghost is hanging around, sitting on the steps, walking throughout the house. Another band member is walking around and there is a family spending time together, having a birthday, spending Christmas together. And then it's empty. There's different things you could say about it all but this is my opinion of what's going on.


     Everyone check out The Killers!! It's a great band, great songs, great voice.

Composition, 2nd Period

  Today in my 2nd period, which is Composition, I have a really awesome teacher if I say so myself. She makes us write everyday. Well today she made us write about this song that Pearl Jam preformed, which is WishList. She said to write about anything that came to mind like starting ever sentence with I Wish I Was or I Wish. It didn't really matter as long as it related to the song.

                             I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off

I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on
I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on
The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top
I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds
For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky

I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me
I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me
I wish I was a messenger and all the news was good
I wish I was the full moon shining off a Camaro's hood

I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on
I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on
I wish I was the verb 'to trust' and never let you down

I wish I was a radio song, the one that you turned up
I wish...
I wish...

                                                                               -Pearl Jam

                  So tell me what would you say? Personally I really like what the song writer said here. It really tells you lot. It's not just saying stupid useless things. This guy wants to be number 1. He wants to be your whole world. He wants to actually MATTER; He wants to be wanted by that one person and nobody else, someone to be remembered.

  Do any of you feel that way? Do you want to belong to somebody?

     I think we all secretly want to be wanted. to be that one persons special something only for them and them only. So think about it for awhile. It's not only a great song but the lyrics tell a story. 

   Now the assignment doesn't necessarily have to mean something. It could be a real legit wish list. What do you want out of the world? What do you want for your birthday? Anything. Okay so here's mine:

                                                                            Wish List

                                                    I wish I was a race car, the fastest one out there

                                                    I wish I was a skyscraper, the tall one in the big city

                                                    I wish I was your flower

                                                    I wish I was the paint on your walls

                                                    I wish I was a book you read all the time

                                                    I wish I was a favorite song that was played when you're sad

                                                    I wish I was a thought that was an idea that was a plan that was carried

                                                    out     

                                                    I wish I was the first and last clap in the audience

                                                    I wish I was the girl with the silly hair and bubbly personality

                                                    I wish I was the nail that held everything together

                                                    I wish I was the picture frame that held your best memories

                                                    I wish I was the happy tune in your head

                                                                                                                  -Kristen

                                                                                  

Ex-Squeeze Me? Bakin Powder?

So I have a question for everyone. What if you're just walking somewhere, it doesn't matter where; And some random person just walks up to you and pokes you in the eyeball? What would you're reaction be? I'm being serious. I want to know what you would really do? Would you yell at them, stand there stupidly, stare off in the distance, smile? I mean what?
   Personally if this happened to me I'd ask 'em why they did it. I would demand an answer. Then I'd poke 'em right back in their left eyeball. I would feel a sense of satisfaction for receiving justice. This would be a story to tell to your grandchildren everyone. So be prepared for the unexpected  to occur anytime soon. Because if you're not watching out for yourself, someone might just poke you in your eyeball and you will NOT be prepared.

                                           Thank you everyone who read this and took this into consideration. Sincerely yours,
      Kristen R.