January 16, 2007IMMAGEI feel fake saying I want to change my immage. But to be completely honest I don't really like the person I am. Sometimes I wish I could turn back time. To when I had good friends. But didn't realize it untill they were gone. Like elementary school. When all we had was each other. "Best Friends"? Yeah, I miss that. I miss just being Cortney. And not "that 'emo' kid" But what's "emo" anyways? I've always thought it was just a musical genre. But I guess I wasn't informed that it meant slitting your wrists, starving yourself, and being sad all the time. It's all pretty wierd. Because the kids who call me 'emo' are all ten times skinnier than I am and don't know how to have a good time. Me, I'm just the average blob teenager. When I'm hungry. I eat. I don't starve myself. When I'm sad. I cry. I don't cut myself. I just cry. Sometimes for seconds. minutes. hours. But when I'm happy. I'll fucking jump up and dance. Laugh. Have a good time. I'm not embarressed to be myself. So I guess you can call me emo. What the fuck ever. But i'm sick of it. stereotyping is lame. LAME! so what if i like boys I can share my pants with. i wear bows in my hair. my eye makeup is heavy. (omg i'm soo goth) i wear 'wierd'and'different' clothes. i'm cortney. once again. i'm sooo sick of being called 'emo'. that's why i want to change. i liked who i was. untill stereotyping got the best of it. bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. this has absolutely no meaning. i guess. what ever. bye
Posted on 01/16/2007 10:01 PM Comments (2)
December 1, 2006this is from like the best book ever! [the perks of being a wallflower]
Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem And he called it "Chops" because that was the name of his dog And that's what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and a gold star And his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts That was the year Father Tracy took all the kids to the zoo And let them sing on the bus And his little sister was born with tiny toenails and no hair And his mother and father kissed a lot And the girl around the corner sent him a Valentine signed with a row o X's and he had to ask his father what the X's meant And his father always tucked him in bed at night And he was always there to do it Once on a white paper with blue lines he wrote a poem And he called it "Autumn" because that was the name of the season And that's what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and asked him to write more clearly And his mother never hung it up on the kitchen door because of its new paint And the kids told him that Father Tracy smoked cigars And left butts on the pews And sometimes they would burn holes That was the year his sister got glasses with thick lenses and black frames And the girl around the corner laughed When he asked her to go see Santa Claus And the kids told him why his mother and father kissed a lot And his father never tucked him in bed at night And his father got mad when he cried for him to do it Once on a paper torn from his notebook he wrote a poem And he called it "Innocence: A Question" Because that was the question about his girl And that's what it was all about And his professor gave him an A and a strange steady look And his mother never hung it up on the kitchen door because he never showed her That was the year Father Tracy died And he forgot how the end of the Apostle's Creed went And he caught his sister making out one the back porch And his mother and father kissed or even talked And the girl around the corner wore too much makeup That made him cough when he kissed her but he kissed her anyway because that was the thing to do And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed his father snoring soundly That's why one the back of a brown paper bag he tried another poem And he called it "Absolutely Nothing" Because that's what it was really all about And he gave himself an A and a slash on each damned wrist And he hung it on the bathroom door because this time he didn't think he could reach the kitchen.
Posted on 12/01/2006 10:17 PM Comments (1)
EMO
" The word has survived and flourished in three decades, two millenniums, and two Bush administrations. It's older than four baseball teams, six basketball teams, four football teams, and two soccer leagues. It's older than five former Yugoslav republics, the last seven national spelling champions, and Avril Lavigne. It's older than most of its fans.It's been a source of pride, a target of derision, a mark of confusion, and a sign of the times. It's been the next big thing twice, the current big thing once, and so totally over millions of times. And yet, not only can no one agree on what it means, there is not now, nor has there ever been, a single major band that admits to being emo. Not one. That's pretty impressive. And contentious. And ridiculous. Good thing too--because so is emo. Emo is short for emotional. But isn't all music emotional? Well, yes, or at least it should be. Originally, emo was short for "emocore," a strain of hardcore punk that was notable for its obsession with feelings (as opposed to politics, anger, and smashing stuff up). Then it started to be applied to bands that weren't punk, to fashion trends, to sad-eyed kids in the back of class. It's always been mildly derisive, a term used by haters and critics to dismiss something that's overly weepy, self-indulgent, or unironic. Every generation that loves emo bands simultaneously rejects the term while claiming owership of it--meaning even if they won't admit they love emo, they certainly will say how much they hate everything that's been called emo since them. But still, no one knows what it is. "
Posted on 12/01/2006 10:06 PM Comments (0)
little nanos.brittny and i. we have this little plan. and some of you buzznetters are going to give us little ipods. (nanos) haha. and if you think you're good enough to give them.. you should ask one of us what that really means. lol.
♥ cortneyyyy
Posted on 12/01/2006 5:09 PM Comments (0)
November 26, 2006♥so... i like my best friend's cousin who we saw nakey on accident. wierd i know. but he's wayyyy hot. and nice. and hot. and hot..................... but i can't have him it's terrible. oh, and he's reallllllly hot!
Posted on 11/26/2006 3:39 PM Comments (0)
oh. wow. grossOh, wow. Gross. My Brother has downloaded some virus or something helping his band. And now porn is popping up. It's not cool. groooossssssssss. boobs. EEwww. thanks brand. ;)
Posted on 11/26/2006 1:08 AM Comments (2)
November 23, 2006IIIYou are [x] naturally blonde
[ ] glasses [x] short hair
i have nooo clue at all Your favorite color(s) are? Some sports/physical things you have done at least once in life
Posted on 11/23/2006 2:35 AM Comments (0)
personality surveyYour personality is sometimes...
The pets you have had? Clothes you like to wear are? Shoe Brands You Like? States I have been to.
Posted on 11/23/2006 2:30 AM Comments (0)
soundtrack to my life.Set your music player to play all music and shuffle. no cheating. Soundtrack to your life: Waking Up Scene: sofa beats. lol. (my brother's old band) Car Driving Scene: someday you will be loved - death cab for cutie High School Flashback Scene: headspace - velvet revolver. Nostalgic Scene: wake me up - zebrahead Bitter, Angry Scene: i don't love you - my chemical romance Break-up Scene: 3 - desaparsitos Regret Scene: the crows are coming for us - from first to last Nightclub/Bar Scene: december 27, 1990 - the appleseedcast Fight/Action Scene: dreamland - the appleseedcast Lawn Mowing Scene: under the knife - rise against. lol. that's actually a funny one. Sad, breakdown scene: overnew - daytwo Death Scene: wonderful - the benjamins Funeral Scene: solid gold telephone - head automatica Mellow/Pot-smoking Scene: sofia on the stereo - the benjamins Dreaming About Someone Scene: everything will be alright - the killers Sex Scene: Panama - if you see jordan - something corperate Contemplation Scene: for teh workforce, drowning - thursday Chase Scene: transatlantic foe - at the drive in Happy Love Scene: valentines day - day two Happy Friend Scene: the war ends - rancid Closing Credits: night drive - the all american rejects
Posted on 11/23/2006 2:26 AM Comments (0)
II1. Would you marry for money? i dont think soo0
14. Do you like being kissed when you are asleep? like i would no. 15. WHAT do you like MOST: Sunrise or sunset? sunset. im awake for that 16. Do you want to live until you're 100 yrs old? if i can sure. 19. When you watch movies at home, do you like the lights switched on or off? off 20. Do you believe in magic? not really. 22. Do you like to watch cartoons? of course 23. At what age did you find out that Santa Claus wasn't real? WHAT DO YOU MEAN SANTA ISN'T REAL!? lol, uhm.... i think around 4th grade 24. Do you write poems? hAh.
26. You sleep more on your back, front,or sides? side 27. Would you rather have a poodle or a rottweiler? my poooodle maltese. tucker. =] 28. Are you basically a happy person? most of the time yes 29. Are you tired? yeah 30. Did you drink anything with caffeine? yes 32. How many landline/cellphones do you have in your house? 4 33. Do you get along with your parents? not really 34. Do u smoke? no. that's gross. 35. Do you have a kitty? no. 36. Have you ever had a birthday party? chyeah 37. What do you do when you're sad? talk to jessie. 38. What do you need most now? sleep. and new trusty friends. 39. What song are you listening to now? here we go again - paramore 40.what are you craving right now?tacoss.
Posted on 11/23/2006 2:17 AM Comments (0)
because i am insanely bored. I1.Initials:CBA
18. do you download music? no. i'm not that cheap.
31. what song are you listening to right now? all we know-paramore
41. what do you usually order from starbucks? wow. i can't remember. i havn't been for a long time.
Posted on 11/23/2006 2:08 AM Comments (0)
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