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you shower me with lullabies
2003-03-03
i hate sum41. that had to be said. i mean when i see them all i can think of is 'WHY?'. especially the video with them making fun of the 'the'-bands annoys me. ok, there is a hype about such bands but i don't think someone like sum41 should be allowed to make fun of any hype. it's not like they were unique. or even very original. or interesting for that matter. so why don't they just shut the fuck up and go to play in daddy's backyard again?? argh!
ok, actually that was just a little outburst because i was so happy to be able to watcht hat rock/alternative thingie on viva+ today as i'm usually lying in my bed and sleeping when it's on. and now they only play crap like sum41 and manowar and system of a down and whatnot. so i had to let the world know
ah...and it also felt good to write this down here as it's been 'haunting' me a bit all day. i felt the need to tell someone but telling anyone in RL would have sucked as i'm so bad at putting such feelings into words and i didn't want it to go down in irony. nor did i want to post it on some message board where most people wouldn't get what it means anyway.
well, i am very tired and i only wanted to write about my fabulous dream from last night. because i dreamt of the wonderful mr molko and it was one of my infamous dreams that seem so real and all that i actually spend most of the day trying to fall back asleep to get back to it.
i don't actually remember too much about it. i just know that i was there and he was there and i think we wanted to go shopping or maybe out for dinner and i had left my purse at home or in my car or so and wanted to get it and he held me back and said it was ok...or so...as i said, i don't remember the 'story'. but what i do remember is that we were pretty close. i think we had our arms around each other and i remember feeling safe and warm. i dunno if he actually was my boyfriend or whatever and i don't think i cared (as if i would in RL. haha.) i think we kissed but i can't even remember that (i guess i'm the only person that doesn't remember kissing brian molko...even though it was a dream.) but that wasn't important either. the whole feeling was just so great and all. i'm not crazy. i don't need a padded cell. you won't hear me say that this dream showed me how he's 'the one' or something. that's not the point. it just felt really good and was quite what i needed at the moment. i was a bit down yesterday because daniel got kicked out od DSDS last night. and i think i wasn't the happiest bunny around in the past few weeks anyway. and this dream was a bit of a kick in the nuts of all kinds of depressions and bad feelings. i don't even care what it means. wether it has some deeper meaning or if it just means i need a relationship/shag. who cares? it made me feel so much better and that's great.
now i am a happy girly and i can go to bed. i have to go shopping tomorrow to get some magazines for someone on the SR board. which means i have to go to a shopping center as it's fucking 'karneval' here and all other smaller downtown shops will be closed. but that also means i'll go shopping with my mom who'll join me and we'll have a drink at starbucks and buy some candy from australian and uh...yeah. hehe. nite.
placebo - the bitter end