• This is strange. I am not use to posting stuff on the internet. I create this account today because I was looking up what people thought was the meaning to a song I was listening to at the time to see if it was the same as mine. The song was The Dirt Whispered by rise against. I got on to see that nobody was actually talking about the song everyone was arguing about the band and how some people thought the band was getting soft and it not punk rock anymore I don't hate people for their opinions but it made me angry because I want to hear the opinion on the song not about the band. So I created the account and put my meaning in the comments. I use my account for google (so I got stuck with this stupid name and not one of my normal user names). Thats what happen I didn't think that I would ever use this account ever again but I start reading journal and well I am bored so I might as well and it would help me improve my grammer and spelling (sorry if you're reading this and can barely understand what I am saying) so here I am. The reason I look up the song was because I was listening and it reminded me of my dad. My dad pass away a few years ago and it has been hard. I think the person in the song was suffering the same ordeal "She got down on hands and knees, one ear against the ground,Holding her breath to hear something, but the dirt made not a sound tonight"

  The dirt whispered, "Child, I'm coming home."

  I almost started crying when it hit me that this song in some ways describes me. I check on here to make sure I didn’t hear the lyric wrong and to see if anyone else thought this. See that people were arguing I almost threw my computer across the room. I hate it when people argue about stuff like that it doesn't matter it a good song.

  I am not even sure I want to post this on here but it does help to get my feeling out. It is hard putting stuff like this for the world to see I have a habit of locking my feeling away and letting them fester untill the expoled and put on a happy face for my friends and family when sometimes I am dying inside. Still it could be worse. I actually have friends now so that one postive thing about my life. But there are a lot of negative things as well. It is amazing how fast life can change not always for the better. 

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