leave all your love and your longing behind

It's rare when a song is used as a blog title twice.

Scratch that, I have not done that up until today. Today, marks the day I have used 'Dog Days Are Over' by Florence + The Machine twice.

The thing is, that this song gives Annie by Safetysuit a run for it's money in the contest of being my theme song. I've associated myself with the song Annie because besides So I Thought by Flyleaf, it relays my life in a three minute + song.






Many of you must be wondering one of the following:

"Where did Teenage Gamer go?!"
"Why does Angie complain about life so much?"
"Is there a special reason why this girl is obsessed with Alice in Wonderland?"
"Why the hell do people use plaques as coasters?!"

Okay, well, the last question is what I'm wondering. Stupid Ramuel and his cult of followers.

Here are my answers:
1) Teenage Gamer was actually my favorite title for this blog. It was so very...me=like, you know? I changed it because I felt like I had to. My mind is teeming with new blog titles and I don't want to make a new blog every other day so I change my blog titles. I usually narrow it down to two names I'll use per year, so expect Queen of Wonderland here for a while.
2) I totally don't complain about life whatsoever. Actually, I'm trying to cut down on the complaining. It's not working, isn't it? At least I have one issue of complaint done and over with. Today marks the day where Angela Lisbeth Starfuit got over Tyler.
Hurrah.
3) I'm not obsessed with Alice in Wonderland. It's actually one of my favorite literary classics and I grew up with the Disney version. I relate to the issues Alice faces in the novel, the books, and whatever so that's how it rolls.
Plus, I like thinking I'm Queen of something. Most of the time I'm either the Queen of Wonderland or the Queen of Nothing and Everything.
It's fun.
(Or I've gone mad.)
4) As for the coaster and plaques, the reason I'm so hung up about that is that I haven't won anything from these past three tournaments. It's depressing, yes, but I've gotten a personal punching bag out of it. My right hook needs to be in tip-top condition.

On another note: I feel like Jesus is teaching me something through my failures. He's teaching me that I need to try harder and that if I put my mind to it and that I remember to give Him thanks that because of Him I'm able to compete, that I will finally win.

I think I'm finally learning that lesson. (Basically, He's telling me to stop whining about my bruised pride and to kick intellectual butt in His name. Just kidding. That would be bad.)

I've been listening to a lot of music lately. Besides Hatsune Miku and Kagamine Len and Rin, I've been listening to Lily, Le Roux, Florence + The Machine, Architecture in Helsinki, and my daily dosage of Jack's Mannequin and Flyleaf.

I love music. It's amazing. It really is.

I think I feel neglected by my friends. That sounds selfish, but sometimes, I don't know if simply wanting something for myself is selfish. Oh, the complicated stuff of life.

I'm going to go do my homework now.

-Angie

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1.03.01

the dog days are over

Florence + The Machine. A band I would be listening to if my computer charger wasn't broken. I'm actually pretty sad about that because:

a) I can't type up any new stories.
b) I can't update my iPod
c) I have to wait until my birthday to get a new laptop.

Sigh. Oh well. Anyhow, I want to mention, to some mysterious rich benefactor, that I would like a Wacom Tablet for my birthday. Yes. Send it to my PO Box.

...kidding. I don't want any stalkers. I already have a lot.

So, today, I attended World History-passed notes with Scott as we contemplated the meaning of life as we took Industrial Revolution notes-, Algebra 2 Honors-whose homework I must complete...right now-, and Debate.

Dear heavens, I don't even want to talk about Debate right now. All I know is that I have a Speech Tournament on Saturday and I'm scared out of my wits. Can I please not go? Please? I'll even eat asparagus. You know how much I hate asparagus.

Um, besides that. My goal for October is to be featured on TV Tropes. I'm not kidding.

I hope you all have a pleasant Friday. Mine will be hectic. Hurrah.

-Angie

black and white

*sighs* Quick update:

* First Debate tournament on Saturday. Ugh. Oh well.
* King N. That is all.
* Monterrey, California. I will move there.
* I hate my computer charger.
* I am getting off now; I have work to do.

* UPDATED GIFTLIST *
A Mockinjay Pin. You know, from the Hunger Games? Yeah. I want one of those for my birthday.

<3 Angie

just be friends

So, I have a new musical obsession, my friends.

VOCALOID. IT'S INSANE.

Just...listen to this j-Pop goodness.



^That's the awesome remix with actual people singing. F YEAH, AWESOME COVERS.

Anyhow, I never got to write an actual coherent post about The Hunger Games. I need all of you to read it, because I have no one else to talk to about this awesome series.
Basically, the first book The Hunger Games is about 24 teenagers who are thrown into a game of survival, where only one wins. Katniss Everdeen's little sister, Prim, has been chosen to participate. In order to save her life, Katniss takes her place. Along with Katniss, from District 12, Peeta Mellark is chosen to play. Right before the Games start, Peeta confesses his love for Katniss and it all goes downhill from there...

Catching Fire is right after book one, and thus, I cannot really explain the summary for this book because of spoilers. Same with Mockingjay. Either way, by the end of the series you will most likely want a Mockingjay pin or something of the stort.
Also, you'll either be on Team Peeta or Team Gale.
Team Peeta, because he's the best thing since sliced bread.
(He's the baker's son. *cues 'ohhhh's*

Anyways, I really recommend the series. I also want all of you to read it BEFORE the movie comes out next year. Suzanne Collins-the author-is currently working on the script, so now all we want is for Hugh Grant to be Cinna, the man who designs Katniss and Lady Gaga's outfits.
(He also started a revolution with THE POWER OF FASHION! F YEAH, CINNA!)

...All right, bye!
-Angie

beautiful day

let's play a game of pretend
when everything we said
made sense
a simple time when you and I
didn't know about the
battles that raged inside
i've lost count of the times
i've wished we could go back
to the that beautiful lie
we lived in

(chorus)
a beautiful day where flowers prayed
and we frolicked through the ocean waves
hand in hand we hoped to stay
in our beautiful day (x2)
before we fell in love

summer came and went
a blur of sunshine in our icy states
i swear you cracked a smile
on our first date
that first date
set our course
you kissed my hand and
i laughed
hoping that deep inside
summer you was
still alive
because you were the one that told me
pretty eyes can't lie

(chorus)

and finally winter came home
an everlasting world of contradictions
where did our beautiful world go? (x2)
where did our summer selves go? (x2)
there's a ring on your finger. you're married
to somebody else.
a beautiful girl you've been chasing down for so many years
we met on hollywood and venice...
where did our...(x3)
oh oh...whoah...(x3)
you have a happy family, waiting for you.
i have a broken heart, who knew this is how it would go.
(Bridge)
(where did our beautiful world go...? x2)
where did our beautiful lie go?
it was so amazing before you told me...
you loved me.
(chorus + bridge)
fade out
let's play a game of pretend when everything we said made sense.
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author's note: frolicked. LOL.

once a playlist, always a playlist

you're a song i can't forget
always running through my head
i can't press stop on that
pesky playback set
you're an infinite playlist
always running through my mind
oh how i wish you could
simply shut up and die
stop invading my private thoughts, where you usually reside
strumming away on your acoustic guitar, as i lose
my mind to your parasitic love
sometimes i don't make any sense in my own rhymes
how is it that you can look into my eyes?

[pre-chorus]
with some insane thing i don't
want to call love
emotions crawl out of my mind
as we look forward to your
demise
[chorus]
some dreams
don't make any sense
in my messed-up head
scattered memories
mingle with present-day
horrors
i'm sleep-deprived, the hazy blessed
stormy eyes, blue with ice
haunt my conscience.
i don't know what i've done
to deserve your mess.

i'm lost in translation
directions don't matter much
in the middle of LA and Oceanside
Venice screams away, ocean waves
crash upon the shore
my thoughts don't feel so scattered
anymore
you reach for my scarred hand
and I lean away
you've already done enough
damage to my broken heart

[pre-chorus&chorus]
bridge
the sky falls down
little pieces of my soul return
i had been lost, but now found
in the midst of your, my, apologies
[chorus]

i am falling
falling
down
i am falling, i am falling
into your once reluctant (arms)

[chorus]

maybe your playlist is here to stay.

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a place where unanswered questions lay in eternal snow

...I AM DONE WITH MY HOMEWORK, SCREAM IT UPON EVERY MOUNTAIN TOP!
(I'm just really excited. Gonna go get me a copy of the Hunger Game Trilogy today, yes sirree.)
-Angie