Where do we go from here
you seem so far, but you're still so near
I thought I had you once before
but then you turned and walked out my door
And you meant something to me tonight
you meant something to me tonight
we meant something to me tonight
'cause you meant something to me tonight
Something about being in your arms
I thought I lost you
thought I lost you
I wanna be somebody else now
'Cause you meant something to me tonight
you meant something to me tonight
we meant something to me tonight
'cause you meant something to me tonight
Give me something real enough
give me somewhere to fall from
can't seem to catch my breath
lost myself trying to find you
And you meant something to me tonight
you meant something to me tonight
we meant something to me tonight
'cause you meant something to me tonight
Time for exams.
Here. We. Go.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Monday, November 09, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Headed for a cliff.
It's one of those nights. You don't want to sleep 'cause then you know the week will begin, when in fact, it began 3 days ago. Well, let's get going.
Turn It Off - Paramore
I had a fun weekend. Sometimes I froze myself to the bone, but I still had a good time. It's always a weird feeling when you've had certain traditions your whole life, for example thanksgiving, and then you're pulled headlong into something completely different and new. It can be a great time.
I celebrated 2 years today (well technically yesterday now). It's definitely been 2 of the best years of my life, and I honestly can't wait for it to continue. I still find it crazy how fast it went by and how many things have happened. Many memories, many bruises (don't take that the wrong way), but I'm still in love. Amazing.
Something I wrote during the summer, just to fill up this "post".
I could use a vacation myself
stuck in the line for days
I'm a deer in the headlights
drowning in the light of the world
No, I won't be missing you
missing you, missing you
I want to, but I won't be
missing you, missing you, missing you
I'm running from everything you said I'd become
the gray in your hair still shows me what I could be
But my eyes are so tired
and I think I could use a vacation myself
No, I won't be missing you
missing you, missing you
I want to, but I won't be
missing you, missing you, missing you
I miss writing. I was thinking about that today. I hate how I'm so focused on school work and sports and my free time is all tied up in homework or practices. I wish I could have more free time to write short stories or songs or just write anything that's on my mind. It's frustrating at times.
So I guess that's what brought me back her tonight. Writing this shit of a post is my drug; my secret fix in the daily schemes of things. I can get my high right in the middle of the public eye, and nobody has to know but myself.
Well, myself and the little hedonistic devil that lives inside of me. I love that guy!
Cheers.
P.s. Here are some tunes.
Brand New Eyes (the entire album) - Paramore
Who Says - John Mayer
Belle of the Boulevard - Dashboard Confessional
Dakota - A Rocket to the Moon
Radio - He Is We
Give It All - He Is We
Wildfire - Mark Beasley
Loraine - Mark Beasley
Turn It Off - Paramore
I had a fun weekend. Sometimes I froze myself to the bone, but I still had a good time. It's always a weird feeling when you've had certain traditions your whole life, for example thanksgiving, and then you're pulled headlong into something completely different and new. It can be a great time.
I celebrated 2 years today (well technically yesterday now). It's definitely been 2 of the best years of my life, and I honestly can't wait for it to continue. I still find it crazy how fast it went by and how many things have happened. Many memories, many bruises (don't take that the wrong way), but I'm still in love. Amazing.
Something I wrote during the summer, just to fill up this "post".
I could use a vacation myself
stuck in the line for days
I'm a deer in the headlights
drowning in the light of the world
No, I won't be missing you
missing you, missing you
I want to, but I won't be
missing you, missing you, missing you
I'm running from everything you said I'd become
the gray in your hair still shows me what I could be
But my eyes are so tired
and I think I could use a vacation myself
No, I won't be missing you
missing you, missing you
I want to, but I won't be
missing you, missing you, missing you
I miss writing. I was thinking about that today. I hate how I'm so focused on school work and sports and my free time is all tied up in homework or practices. I wish I could have more free time to write short stories or songs or just write anything that's on my mind. It's frustrating at times.
So I guess that's what brought me back her tonight. Writing this shit of a post is my drug; my secret fix in the daily schemes of things. I can get my high right in the middle of the public eye, and nobody has to know but myself.
Well, myself and the little hedonistic devil that lives inside of me. I love that guy!
Cheers.
P.s. Here are some tunes.
Brand New Eyes (the entire album) - Paramore
Who Says - John Mayer
Belle of the Boulevard - Dashboard Confessional
Dakota - A Rocket to the Moon
Radio - He Is We
Give It All - He Is We
Wildfire - Mark Beasley
Loraine - Mark Beasley
Monday, October 05, 2009
Simple ignorance.
I like the simplicity of it all.
"Ignorance is your new best friend".
More to come soon.
"Ignorance is your new best friend".
More to come soon.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Bored with ideas.
Here's something I wrote a while back sitting in bed at night:
3:18AM. That is what the clock read as I sat up in my bed. I lived in downtown New York at the time. A man with strong values, a good job, and a decent wage – without a girl. Call me old fashioned, but I don’t believe in marriage. Ever since my parents got divorced when I was 7, I made a promise to myself that I would never get married just to avoid the shit they went through. I lasted ‘til I was 21. It was the middle of June, and I was in Vegas for a friend’s wedding (cliché, I know). I was drunk and met this chick, we hit it off, and the next day we found ourselves in one of those cheap-ass wedding chapels where the man marrying you is 45+ years old and is dressed in nostalgic Elvis clothes. In short, we lasted for about a month when I found out she’d been cheating on me for about 3 weeks. Talk about women with short attention spans.
I got up from my half-sitting-half-standing position and turned on my night table light. Something remarkable struck me about this apartment – no matter how many lights you had turned on through the whole apartment, shadows still crept in the corners. I wish life had subtitles, ‘cause then when you’re talking to your immigrated Russian landlord, you could actually tell what she was saying. I walked into the kitchen and turned on the tap, waited for the water to cool, and took a sip. Something about ice cold water running down your throat in the middle of the night makes every single nerve in your body stand on edge. It’s like that feeling you get when you know you’re being watched and you don’t want to turn around because you know there’s a guy in a mask holding a knife ready to gut you. I think I’ve been watching too many horror movies. That would explain the irregular sleeping habits.
3:18AM. That is what the clock read as I sat up in my bed. I lived in downtown New York at the time. A man with strong values, a good job, and a decent wage – without a girl. Call me old fashioned, but I don’t believe in marriage. Ever since my parents got divorced when I was 7, I made a promise to myself that I would never get married just to avoid the shit they went through. I lasted ‘til I was 21. It was the middle of June, and I was in Vegas for a friend’s wedding (cliché, I know). I was drunk and met this chick, we hit it off, and the next day we found ourselves in one of those cheap-ass wedding chapels where the man marrying you is 45+ years old and is dressed in nostalgic Elvis clothes. In short, we lasted for about a month when I found out she’d been cheating on me for about 3 weeks. Talk about women with short attention spans.
I got up from my half-sitting-half-standing position and turned on my night table light. Something remarkable struck me about this apartment – no matter how many lights you had turned on through the whole apartment, shadows still crept in the corners. I wish life had subtitles, ‘cause then when you’re talking to your immigrated Russian landlord, you could actually tell what she was saying. I walked into the kitchen and turned on the tap, waited for the water to cool, and took a sip. Something about ice cold water running down your throat in the middle of the night makes every single nerve in your body stand on edge. It’s like that feeling you get when you know you’re being watched and you don’t want to turn around because you know there’s a guy in a mask holding a knife ready to gut you. I think I’ve been watching too many horror movies. That would explain the irregular sleeping habits.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
This time we're taking flight
Rachel wins.
So here's the story:
About a month ago, Tara was given her final project for art. It was to pick a musical artist and create for that person a cd cover, back cover, business card, webpage, and poster. She chose me. So after a few designs and deliberations, she came up with the design below. The rest was to be provided by me: cd title, song names, information, etc. End result: a kick-ass cd and webpage design.
So here's the deal:
I've been busy recording as well as busy with school, and have also released some of the demos of the songs that will be featured on the record. The plan is to finish recording all the songs in a decent enough quality so that I can release/sell them as a) a digital release on a website yet to be determined or b) if I'm feeling even more adventurous, attempt to sell hard copies of the cd. So we'll see how things play out. Maybe I'll get lucky. Hopefully I'll be able to release it sometimes near the end of the summer.
We'll how that goes.
With regards to the website, Tara has spoken with Tim and he said he is willing to help me get the actual website up and running sometime this summer. So again, we'll see how that works out.
So there you have it. Below are some pictures of the designs. The first one, left to right, clockwise: Poster, Website, Front and Back Album Covers, Business Card.
Enjoy and awesome work Tara,
Brent
So here's the story:
About a month ago, Tara was given her final project for art. It was to pick a musical artist and create for that person a cd cover, back cover, business card, webpage, and poster. She chose me. So after a few designs and deliberations, she came up with the design below. The rest was to be provided by me: cd title, song names, information, etc. End result: a kick-ass cd and webpage design.
So here's the deal:
I've been busy recording as well as busy with school, and have also released some of the demos of the songs that will be featured on the record. The plan is to finish recording all the songs in a decent enough quality so that I can release/sell them as a) a digital release on a website yet to be determined or b) if I'm feeling even more adventurous, attempt to sell hard copies of the cd. So we'll see how things play out. Maybe I'll get lucky. Hopefully I'll be able to release it sometimes near the end of the summer.
We'll how that goes.
With regards to the website, Tara has spoken with Tim and he said he is willing to help me get the actual website up and running sometime this summer. So again, we'll see how that works out.
So there you have it. Below are some pictures of the designs. The first one, left to right, clockwise: Poster, Website, Front and Back Album Covers, Business Card.
Enjoy and awesome work Tara,
Brent
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
The tale of dreams I thought we all followed...
This time it's me on my own
finally free and I won't
give up my dreams for no one
or be a pawn of what they want me to
This time be sure they'll listen
to what I say, I'll mean it
with every single word
I'll make sure I am heard
So they won't have a doubt
of what I want to be
finally free and I won't
give up my dreams for no one
or be a pawn of what they want me to
This time be sure they'll listen
to what I say, I'll mean it
with every single word
I'll make sure I am heard
So they won't have a doubt
of what I want to be
Amely - On My Own
***
Right there has been my motivation for the last little while. I've found that I've come to realize my own potential with the gifts that I have been given. Whatever it may be, I've been working to hone my skills to become the best I can be.
Hence why I have come back here.
***
So, as you might have noticed, I've sort of been on "hiatus" for a while. Sure, I've posted little things, but nothing of real, true, honest value - or so I've found. Anyways, here I am, ready to tell everyone what's been going on in my life as of late. Here goes:
..hold on, going to get ready for bed...
Alright, I'm back and ready to go. On your mark, get set, go!
I feel I've been in a race every since second semester started (like the connections, yeah, you know you do!). It seems that these past few months have been a subtle blur, but yet, I find I don't remember a whole lot of what has happened. I think that's probably the underlying reason why I haven't been here for "real" for a few months. I think I might have something, even though my psychology professor told me I shouldn't self-diagnose, and I know that everyone says they hate it when other people self-diagnose themselves. But let's be honest - you all do it. Maybe not consciously, but you all do it. I know, I've been there.
***
Backtrack. First semester a lot of shit happened that was neither foreseeable, and for the most part uncontrollable. Only a few people know about it, 'cause it's not something I want to make publicly known, for I felt a wrong was done to me. But if you really, truly want to know, ask me about it sometime.
Just not on here.
***
Fast forward. I've somewhat figured out my future. Or at least the controllable part of my future. As of April 6th, I am now a Psychology Major. Other possibilities include a Phys. Ed. Minor as well as an Environmental Studies Minor. There's also the possibility of one-upping my general Psych Major to an Honours Major.
Then there's also the option of immigrating to Africa to live among the villages to learn to Xhosa language.
Yes, that language is legit.
***
Back to the present. So as I said earlier, I've been working to hone my skills in certain areas of my life. And this is true. If it wasn't true, I wouldn't have said it. Which brings me to my next point...
No, but really. I'm following in T-Rex's footsteps. Or dinosteps. Or awkwardlylookingfeetthingsteps.
However you want to put it. It is the 21st century after all.
***
Anyways, back to the real stuff. I've got some summer plans laid out. Mostly work related of course. I'll be landscaping. I'm quite looking forward to being outside all summer, or at least I will be. I have a feeling come August, I'll want nothing more than an inside AC lazy-ass type job. We'll have to see about that though.
Other summer plans include swimming, beating Super Mario Bros 3 without using the warp zones, and for that matter, finding a NES system on Ebay to have in my room for next school year. Yes, that will be awesome, I know. You are all jealous. Also, camping, staying in shape, and road-trips are all possible events to fill the agenda.
I'm sure I'll figure something out. I mean, I do have 4 months now.
***
Alright. Now to get to the true point of this post. Actually, there really isn't a true point, more just I felt compelled to come back here for reasons I can't actually explain. I think.
Anyways, as some people might have noticed, or failed to notice, I have a little surprise for some people. Meaning a surprise for all people. So yes, that includes all you.
Let's just say this little surprise came into full swing about 3 weeks ago. I had original plans to undertake this surprise when I had a little more time of my own. But by the grace of God, I was made an offer to have it undertaken for me. Aren't I just lucky.
Here's a little hint: the surprise has something to do with me honing the skills I've been given over the past 7 and a half months.
Guesses are welcome, but I'm not saying anything.
***
Well. This brings me to the end. It's now bedtime for me.
Sleep will feel so good right now.
***
Yes, yes it does.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
New Videos
I know I said I'd get to a real update, but for now these are going to have to do. Three videos, one original (half of it), two covers.
Hope all's well,
Brent
Hope all's well,
Brent
Friday, February 20, 2009
UPDATE..sort of
Sooner or later I'll get to a real update. But for now, check it out:
www.myspace.com/brentknibbe
New song: By My Side (Insecurities)
Talk to you all soon!
Brent
www.myspace.com/brentknibbe
New song: By My Side (Insecurities)
Talk to you all soon!
Brent
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
I still have no answer.
I've finally reached my breaking point.
Right now I'm coming from somewhere inbetween a rock and hard place. I'm sure you've all heard that expression in your lives before, and if you haven't, well you should feel great about that. When you're stuck between two hard places that, in the end, will come to the same result, you might have a hard time feeling motivated toward either one of those "places".
I've got chills. I'm wearing a t-shirt, sweater, sweatshirt, and a jacket. It's 21 degrees in the house. Yet, I've still got chills. Tell me, HOW THE FUCK DOES THAT WORK!
I'm definitely at my breaking point.
What do you do when society has lost complete faith in you? What do you do when your own integrity and faith doesn't mean a thing? Why do I feel so lost and so insecure? And why the hell am I lying on the floor? Good God. Is God good? I'd like to think that He is, but at this point in my life, I'm not sure whether the situation I've been placed in could be considered good. Lord, I hope you've got a plan for me.
I'm past my breaking point.
I think it was that speed bump I hit at 110km/h while I was getting as far away from here as possible.
Halfway around the world
Lies the one thing that you want
Buried in the ground
Hundred miles down
The first thing that arises in your mind when you awake
Is bending you till you break let me hold you now
Baby close your eyes don't open till the morning light
Baby don't forget we haven't lost at all yet
Don't know what you're made of till the one thing that you want
Is coming with the dawn and suddenly changes
Monday's syndicate means everyone's the same
And all we've lost to the flame listen to me now
Baby close your eyes don't open till the morning light
Don't ever forget we haven't lost at all yet
All we know for sure is all that we are fighting for
Baby don't forget we haven't lost at all yet
Someday when this is over
We may still have no answer
For now is when I hold her
We are closer
We are closer
We are closer
We are closer
Baby close your eyes don't open till the morning light
Don't ever forget we haven't lost at all yet
And though we know for sure is all that we are fighting for
Baby don't forget we haven't lost at all yet
We are closer
We are closer
Now we are closer
We are closer
The Fray - Syndicate
Right now I'm coming from somewhere inbetween a rock and hard place. I'm sure you've all heard that expression in your lives before, and if you haven't, well you should feel great about that. When you're stuck between two hard places that, in the end, will come to the same result, you might have a hard time feeling motivated toward either one of those "places".
I've got chills. I'm wearing a t-shirt, sweater, sweatshirt, and a jacket. It's 21 degrees in the house. Yet, I've still got chills. Tell me, HOW THE FUCK DOES THAT WORK!
I'm definitely at my breaking point.
What do you do when society has lost complete faith in you? What do you do when your own integrity and faith doesn't mean a thing? Why do I feel so lost and so insecure? And why the hell am I lying on the floor? Good God. Is God good? I'd like to think that He is, but at this point in my life, I'm not sure whether the situation I've been placed in could be considered good. Lord, I hope you've got a plan for me.
I'm past my breaking point.
I think it was that speed bump I hit at 110km/h while I was getting as far away from here as possible.
Halfway around the world
Lies the one thing that you want
Buried in the ground
Hundred miles down
The first thing that arises in your mind when you awake
Is bending you till you break let me hold you now
Baby close your eyes don't open till the morning light
Baby don't forget we haven't lost at all yet
Don't know what you're made of till the one thing that you want
Is coming with the dawn and suddenly changes
Monday's syndicate means everyone's the same
And all we've lost to the flame listen to me now
Baby close your eyes don't open till the morning light
Don't ever forget we haven't lost at all yet
All we know for sure is all that we are fighting for
Baby don't forget we haven't lost at all yet
Someday when this is over
We may still have no answer
For now is when I hold her
We are closer
We are closer
We are closer
We are closer
Baby close your eyes don't open till the morning light
Don't ever forget we haven't lost at all yet
And though we know for sure is all that we are fighting for
Baby don't forget we haven't lost at all yet
We are closer
We are closer
Now we are closer
We are closer
The Fray - Syndicate
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