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lets all be cool like ethan and fill this out [Jun. 27th, 2005|08:20 pm]
[_] go out with me?
[_] give me your number? (_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _)
[_] kiss me?
[_] let me kiss you?
[_] watch a movie with me?
[_] take me out to dinner?
[_] let me drive you somewhere
[_] be my bf/gf?
[_] have a fling with me?
[_] let me buy you a drink?
[_] buy me a drink?
[_] Sing car karaoke w/ me?
[_] re-post this for me to answer your questions?
[_] give me a piggyback ride?
[_] Come pick me up at 3 am because my car ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere
[_] lick my cheek?
[_] dance with me?
[_] let me make you breakfast?
[_] help me with homework?
[_] tickle me to death?
[_] let me tickle you?
[_] stick up for me if i was being put down?
[_] play strip poker with me?
[_] say yes if i asked you out?
[_] get wasted with me?
[_] instant message me?
[_] greet me in public?
[_] hang out with me?
[_] bring me around your friends?

D0 Y0U...
[_] think im cute?
[_] think im hot?
[_] want to kiss me?
[_] want to cuddle wit me?
[_] want to hook up with me?
[_] want to have sex with me?
ARE WE...
[_] aquintences?
[_] friends?
[_] in a relationship?
[_] gonna have kids?

AM i...
[_] smart?
[_] cute?
[_] funny?
[_] cool?
[_] loveable?
[_] adorable?
[_] compassionate?
[_] annoying?
[_] great to be with?
[_] attractive?
[_] mean?
[_] odd?

HAVE Y0U EVER...
[_] thought about me?
[_] thought there might be an "us"?
[_] thought about hookin up with me?
[_] found yourself wanting a kiss from me?
[_] wished i were there?
[_] had a crush on me?
[_] idolized me?
[_] wanted my number?
[_] had a dream about me?
[_] been distracted by me?
[_] wanted to have sex with me?

ARE Y0U...
[_] done with this survey?
[_] happy you know me?
[_] mad at me?
[_] thinkin bout me?
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Attention Attention can i have all of your eyes and ears tot he front of the room [Jun. 19th, 2005|06:10 pm]
[mood |boredbored]
[music |the academy is- attention attention]

hmm not much is happening...im pretty bored...im just talkin to alanna and writing a song which might actually turn into a pretty sweet one its about nothing inparticular which i guess makes it even sweeter. today is father day its been pretty good so far i went to church where i put on my sun glasses and slept, then i avoided my dad all day which was cool i guess then i sat on my ass and started writing this song that im currently writing...im not really in a livejournal mood right now so i think imma go and like watch the game or call someone

 

love- ethan andrew pollard

p.s. i get to see alanna this tuesday...fuck yea!

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its been a long time since i seem to have seen your face [May. 14th, 2005|10:15 am]
[mood |lovedloved]
[music |some 80s funk]

well its been a while sicne ive updated this thing so i thought id do it today...

not much has been going on thats different my dads still a fucked up alchi, my sister still is a spoiled brat, my bro is still cool, and me i same as always...but one thing that did happen was that i met caitlyn anne white whom i love with all of my heart. Im goin to see her at the fair in like a few hours which i think is amazingly awesome because i havent seen her in a week and i already miss her to death. well lets see not much else is new ive been writing some more songs like always but a lil less lately. i ran for my class prez and won, and EVERYONE WHO GOES TO COUSINO COME THE THE 8TH GRADE MIXER ON MAY 20 BECAUSE I AM THROWING IT!!! ne ways not much is happening so imma be off

i love caitlyn anne white with all my heart!!!

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here to everyone who wanted a lil more of the story... [Mar. 26th, 2005|10:01 pm]
[mood |contemplativecontemplative]
[music |the used- all that i've got]

     Angel" he whispered to himself in the background of a dark and gloomy cemetary late on a saturday night. There were tears streaming down the boys face and blood was running down his hand from the thorns of the rose he gripped. Even as the night got darker he sat contemplating the events that brought her to rest in her grave. Still even now one month after the series of tragic events that took place swinging this whole story into action seem like a blur to him. The reality he faced was that his nightmare is reality and he still hopes in his heart that someday he might still wake up from this hell he calls life.
 
                                                                                                           Chapter 1

The Start of it All


     Its still hard to decipher the truth from myths that took place that day because no one knows the real story. Half of it was made up by some High school kids. Anyways as the story goes there was this kid named Jesse, now this was basically every girl's dream guy. Athletic, tall, smart, and loving are jus some of the amazing qualities that he had. He was well liked around school, you know the guy everyone wanted to be friends with, but even though he had plenty of friends he was still dying inside. Jesse came from a broken down family, his mom died when he was seven, his dad remarried seven times since then and developed a severe drinking problem. He never quite forgave his dad for remarrying so fast after his mom died, and i guess that accounts for his strong hate for him now, but i should get on with the story. It was any other school day he was depressed but put on a face to make everyone smile. He was in Chemistry when it happened, her name was Angel, she had black hair, blue eyes, and a smile that could lift him up or destroy him depending on how she used it. The teacher told her to sit in the empty seat next to Jesse. As she neared him his heart raced faster and faster. She laid eyes on him and you could tell that there was love at first site.
     "hey im Angel, and im new if you were wondering" she said as she sat down.
     "hi" he said back not knowing what to do he was so nervous.
     "well are you gonna tell me your name or just stare at the floor?"
     "oh sorry, my names Jesse." he was doing his best to try to kill the awkward silence that followed because neither of them knew what to say. "Angel...i have to tell you i love that name."
     "ehh i guess its okay no ones ever told me they really liked it before." she said with a despondent laugh.
     "well...i think it fits you perfectly." Jesse said while fiddling with a pen in his hands.
     "how so?" she asked.
     "its just your the most beautiful girl i've ever seen and i just think a beautiful name goes with a beautiful girl." SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT those were the words goin through his mind right then you fucking idiot now she’s gonna think your some kind of creep telling her you thinks shes beautiful only after meeting her five minutes ago! good going dumbass!

     
"Thank you!" she said
     "you dont think that was creepy at all do you?"  he asked with a hint of surprise in his voice.
     "Not at all, im just so happy you think im beautiful because....i...i...oh never mind..." she said with the lack of courage she wished she had to ask him.
     "what is it, you can tell me." he said
     "well its just that im supposed to go to this concert tonight and i have a extra ticket but i don’t know anyone here yet, and id be a waste of a perfectly good ticket if i just threw it out and well..." she kept going on wishing she had enough courage to just flat out ask him .
     "id love to" he said while she was still thinking of what to say in her head. She stopped looked at him and smiled at him, this moment would stay with him forever because its the moment when he found true love of which he never expected to find so close to home. "so what time is it?"
     "its at seven at the shelter, I'll meet you at the door alright?" she said this with the most happy tone she could possibly produce.
     "i cant wait till then" he said and he truly meant it.. The bell started to ring…
     “I guess I’ll see you later tonight?” she said with a whimsical smile on her face.
     “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He said with a smile as he walked away.

 

Chapter 2

The So Almost Perfect Night

 

     It was almost six o’clock and Jesse was running late, he opened his closet and he realized all his clothes were dirty except his old Bright Eyes shirt so he donned it, put on some axe, grabbed his keys, and ran out the door. Jesse had just bought a 1967 GTO from his neighbor who gave it to him for a relatively cheap price seeing as the car was in mint condition. He opened the door, started the car, and was on his way to what seemed like the best night in his life. He decided to listen to some Brand New on the way over he finally decided on the song Seventy Times Seven to listen to. It was six fifty, he had ten minutes to spare which was a good thing to him. He turned round the corner and saw her standing there he smiled. Jesse came up to an intersection, the light was green so he went, but the drunk driver going the other way didn’t notice that his light was red. Jesse’s whole world went black and he said he didn’t remember much of what happened or how loud he was screaming as the car door went into his arm and leg.  He slipped into a coma for 48 hours. When he woke up the doctors would tell him that a drunk driver who had lost his job earlier in the day after working for thirty years went to the pub. There he had a few too many shots and then took off in his car, and by the time he was at the intersection he was going a good 85 mph. Jesse didn’t care about these facts he was just happy he somehow survived with only a broken arm, fractured leg, and some internal bleeding.

     A few days after the accident when a nurse came in to check in on him he got curious and asked.

     “Excuse me nurse? Has there been anyone in my room beside my parents while I was in a coma or whatever it was?”

     “Umm…I believe there was a pretty brunette girl, she stayed by your side until you started to wake up”

     Jesse only asked this because he remembered that he heard a voice while he was in his coma. He followed this voice and when he found it he woke up. It was the most lovingly heartwarming voice he had ever heard and he just wanted to be near it.

 

     A week passed and the doctors said he was finally allowed to have visitors again. It was early on a Saturday and he woke up to the sounds of a beautiful voice singing. When he first heard it he thought he drifted off to heaven in his sleep but when he opened his eyes he soon saw that although hearing this voice was as close to heaven as he would get it was good enough for him. While he was thinking this she turned around and noticed he was awake.

 

     “Hey there.” she said. Jesse looked at her and tried his best to smile which was hard to do with all the pain killers he was on.

     “hey.” He tried saying more then that but that’s all he could manage.

     “Jesse…”

     “yea…” he said

     “I want to say im sorry for causing all of this, and that if I knew this would happen I would of never invited you.” As she said this she started to cry.

     Jesse looked at her and said. “Baby, its not your fault.” She looked at him with he tears dripping down her face.

     “yes it is im the reason you got in the car and were on the road…and...” she told him as she looked like she wanted to die.

     “it was my decision to drive, and you had no more control then I did over the man who hit me. Its not your fault so dry your tears.” When he said this she smile which she didn’t believe she would ever do at the moment.

 

                     ...***...thats all i have so far. lemme know your critics and or compliments...***...

 

P.S. STATE WON BITCHES!

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im far from lonely and its all that ive got... [Mar. 25th, 2005|11:39 pm]
[mood |crappycrappy]
[music |sounds like life - your call]

so heres another entry in the epic tale of Ethan Andrew Pollard and his voyage along the journey of life.....
..................................................................^that could be the title of a porno or a well written softcore porn or even a good movie...
.......................................................................................................................................................................^imma stick with one fo the 2 porns though....

lets see nothin really has happened im just sittin here listen to arliss on easter eve alone cold and depressed...JUST LIKE MY BIRTHDAY EVERY YEAR!!!...ne ways im finding some comfort in the sounds of arliss its keeps my mind off off my family and what not only a few things are goin good right now im in love with a wonderful girl named sierra and cant wait to see her when she gets back from europe....

new song...broken wings by bleed the dream...this song makes me feel better cuz its sweet i recommend checking them out on purevolume at www.purevolume.com/bleedthedream while your at it listen to www.purevolume.com/soundslikelife they are by far the best acoustic band ive ever heard....

im bored so imma attempt to write a story...here goes nothing...

     "Angel" he whispered to himself in the background of a dark and gloomy cemetary late on a saturday night. There were tears streaming down the boys face and blood was running down his hand from the thorns of the rose he gripped. Even as the night got darker he sat contemplating the events that brought her to rest in her grave. Still even now one month after the series of tragic events that took place swinging this whole story into action seem like a blur to him. The reality he faced was that his nightmare is reality and he still hopes in his heart that someday he might still wake up from this hell he calls life.
                                                                                                      Chaper 1
                                                                                                  One Year Earlier
     
     Its still hard to decipher the truth from myths that took place that day because no one knows the real story. Half of it was made up by some Highschool kids. Anyways as the story goes there was this kid named Jesse, now this was basically every girl's dream guy. Athletic, tall,smart, and loving are jus some of the amazing qualities that he had. He was well liked around school, you know the guy everyone wanted to be friends with, but even though he had plenty of friends he was still dying inside. Jesse came from a broken down family, his mom died when he was seven, his dad remaried seven times since then and developed a severe drinking problem. He never quite forgave his dad for remarrying so fast after his mom died, and i guess that accounts for his strong hate for him now, but i should get on with the story. It was any other school day he was depressed but put on a face to make everyone smile. He was in Chemisrty when it happened, her name was Angel, she had black hair, blue eyes, and a smile that could lift him up or destroy him depending on how she used it. The teacher told her to sit in the empty seat next to Jesse. As she neared him his heart raced faster and faster. She laid eyes on him and you could tell that there was love at first site.
     "hey im Angel, and im new if you were wondering" she said as she sat down.
     "hi" he said back not knowing what to do he was so nervous.
     "well are you gonna tell me your name or just stare at the floor?"
     "oh sorry, my names Jesse." he was doing his best to try to kill the awkward silence that followed because neither of them knowed what to say. "Angel...i have to tell you i love that name."
     "ehh i guess its okay no ones ever told me they really liked it before." she said with a despondent laugh.
     "well...i think it fits you perfectly." Jesse said while fiddling with a pen in his hands.
     "how so?" she asked.
     "its just your the most beautiful girl i've ever seen and i just think a beautiful name goes with a beautiful girl." SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT those were the words goin through his mind right then you fuckign idiot now shes gonna think your some kind of creep telling her you thinks shes beautiful only after meeting her five minutes ago! good going dumbass!

     
"Thank you!" she said
     "you dont think that was creepy at all do you?"  he asked with a hint of suprise in his voice.
     "Not at all, im just so happy you think im beautiful because....i...i...oh nevermind..." she said with the lack of courage she wished she had to ask him.
     "what is it, you can tell me." he said
     "well its just that im susposed to go to this concert tonight and i have a extra ticket but i dont know anyone here yet, and id be a waste of a perfectly good ticket if i just threw it out and well..." she kept goin on wishing she had eought courage to just flat out ask him .
     "id love to" he said while she was still thinking of what to say in her head. She stopped looked at him and smiled at him, this moment would stay with him forever because its the moment when he found true love of which he never expected to find so close to home. "so what time is it?"
     "its at seven at the shelter, I'll meet you at the door alright?" she said this with the most happy tone she could possibly produce.
     "i cant wait till then" he said and he truly meant it.

.......TELL ME IF YOU LIKED IT AND I'll WRITE SOME MORE FOR MY NEXT UPDATE.......
    

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(no subject) [Mar. 18th, 2005|04:58 pm]

phstcic spies from china try to seal your minds elation, and little girls from sweden dream of silver screen quoation, and if you want these kind of dreams its californication...

whats up peoples i have updated this in a whilelets see i've been writing songs i'll give ya'll a little excerpt from one or 2 of em

I cant recall summer anymore

Winter has come and taken it over

I still remember fall

Its when I fell

From your heart

So hard

I can still hear 

My heat shattering

 

So please spare me your empathy

Its no good here

(Its no good here)

Its too late for apologies

We cant go back to

the way we were before this

(the way we were before this)

oh no

 

the sun is shining

yet there is no where to go

all I see is grey

every single day

of my life

that I spend without you

okay thats part of one of em i dont feel like puttint he other one so i shall talk about me

right now im chattin witht he all wonderful sara while playing guitar and wearing a tie which i beleive makes me look sexy but im out bitches...REPRESNTIN THE WEST SIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NEGRO FOR LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

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even hitler had a girlfriend who he could always call... [Feb. 28th, 2005|07:22 pm]
[mood |curiouscurious]
[music |even hitler had a girlfriend - fly by night]

lets see lastweekend my bro came home and i saw him for the first time in a while and i jus hung out with adam and saw alanna on sat....i woulda rather of saw sierra though....but ne ways today was okay till track tryouts im so sore its crazy...but im jus sitting playing my guitar bored as hell....i guess i will see all of you cats later
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been a while [Feb. 20th, 2005|06:44 pm]
[mood |contentcontent]
[music |anything jewish]

umm lets see its been a while since i've updated this beotch umm i've been writing songs as always ive decided to start up a band i have my guitarists, drummer, but i still need a bassist and possibly a pianist jus so i can make fun of him...contact me if your one of those 2...not 2 much else happened to im out bye
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new song [Jan. 22nd, 2005|07:41 pm]
[mood |contemplativecontemplative]
[music |sweet home alabam- the counting crows & dave matthews band]

another song i wrote...

workin on the title still but here it is...

Sing me a song Mr.Songsinger

Make me forget my troubles and

Get lost in the notes and melodies

I’m ready to let loose

I’ve been so stressed lately

The sound of the piano

As you press on its keys

I swear that it takes me and

Lifts up my spirit

 

So sing me a song

That I’ve been singing all along

With the notes and melodies derived from my heart

It’ll have no discernable beat

Except to those who’ve been singing it from the start

And I swear that lovers should be torn apart

 

Sing me a song miss heartbreaker

make me forget the knife in my chest and

get lost in the beat of you stomping your feet

on the broken shards one my once whole heart

I’ve been so depressed

I’m liven less and less

As I hear you strum

On your guitar

I swear it takes me

And crashes me alone on the rocks of

The reef naked and torn struggling to breathe

 

So sing me a song

That I’ve been singing all along

With the notes and melodies derived from my heart

It’ll have no discernable beat

Except to those who’ve been singing it from the start

And I swear that lovers should be torn apart

 

sing me a song

Any will do

At this point I don’t care

As long as I can get lost in its beat

I know there’s no sense in tryin anymore

so I sit listening to the beat I once knew

of a heart full of love

so sing me a song

that I can follow along to

in the silence of my heart

 

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new song [Jan. 21st, 2005|08:46 pm]
[mood |contentcontent]
[music |haligh, haligh, a lie, haligh by bright eyes]

heres a new song i wrote recently im finsihin up the guitar part right now so yea here it is...

the poetic retelling of a misunderstood relationship

I try to understand what goes on in you head

Its like staring at yourself in a mirror

Wondering what goes on just below the surface

Of it all

Now that you’re here I wonder if

you have some kind of hidden intention

in which your master plan

is to break my heart

 

after it all disappears

I’ll forget my fears

They never did me any good

I know that you didn’t want

To be thought of as an afterthought

Of one big great disaster

Of a perfect relationship

 

While you sleep I ask you the questions

of which carry the most meaning

that could mean the difference between

life and death

you’ve yet to answer back to these and

I’m just to afraid that you’ll wake up

and answer them how I want to hear

and in my dreams I hear you sing

and I swear its like a symphony of

angels constantly calling my name

 

and in the dream it is you who sings

to me with all of your heart

you say that you love me so

and that you’ll never let me go

even in this dream I know

that’ll wake up and all

of this will be over

but hey tomorrows another day

 

it’s the pain that love brings that tears

us into pieces

in the end of it all

baby

if I said I love you I would be lying

so lets not say it and just

pretend were both okay cuz 

that’s the way these relationships

all seem to go

in my life

 

for me theres no happy ending

only the sight of the bottom

of the bottle from the top

this is how its going to be

until I figure out how to change

the ways I look at

life

and you

 

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