Haters- A Synopsis

 You probably have them, and they be hatin. But what are they and why do they hate you? Here you will find out what Haters really are, why they might hate you, how to deal with them, and maybe a music video or two.

Definitions:

1. Hate- to dislike intensely or passionately; feel extreme aversion foror extreme hostility toward;     detest: to hate the enemy; to hatebigotry.- dictionary.com
2. Hater- person that simply cannot be happy for another person's success. So rather than be happy they make a point of exposing a flaw in that person.
   Hating, the result of being a hater, is not exactly jealousy. The hater doesnt really want to be the person he or she hates, rather the hater wants to knock somelse down a notch.
   Susan: You know, Kevin from accounting is doing very well. He just bought a house in a very nice part of town.
   Jane (hater): If he is doing so well why does he drive that '89 Taurus

Obviously the second is from Urban Dictionary, which means you can get it on a mug.I should also inform you of the meme "Haters Gonna Hate" Now if you don't know your memes please, for the sake of humanity, check out this website. But anyways check out this pic below

Alright! So now that you got the idea of what a hater is, let's go into why they might hate you. Please refer to the image above. Or maybe you are just an ass. 

Moving on again, how can you deal with haters? This is where the music video comes in. I want you to transform into Nicki Minaj. And remember haters make you famous.

So now I want you to go insult people, make weird noises, wear things that don't make sense. Accept who you are.

Musings

 1. Sometimes I just stop and wonder. I think about how complex everything is and how utterly ignorant we all are. How, if we collected everyone's thoughts and ideas, there would still be an infinite amount of knowledge we could never attain. Everything just keeps...collecting. It keeps gathering and shrinking. Change is limitless. I easily feel small and comforted with these thoughts. And although as a part of the universe you are non existent, you are still existing. Your mind itself is a universe, with billions of cells and systems that make up your consciousness. I could just sit back in awe of the fact that I can even sit back in awe for a long time.

 2. My dad mentioned to me the other day(or month or year) that every time we visit a place of the past, it's different. Every time we visit a memory, it changes. When I walk up my front steps into my home of 16 years, it's different. When I look at myself in the mirror, I'm someone else. I've had a new thought or experience that has shaped me.

Well anyway, had to get some of this off my chest. And thanks to those who have conversations with me that really make me think, or just make go "hot damn that was a nice conversation". You really are the best kind of people.

First Ten Songs

So for Christmas I got this new mp3 player. It's loaded up, and I'm going to tell you the first ten song that I shuffle upon. Then, if you were ever interested, you may gauge my musical taste.

The Great Salt Lake- Band of Horses
Hypnotize- The White Stripes
Bury Me With It- Modest Mouse
Gone- Pearl Jam
Tiny Vessels- Death Cab For Cutie
We've Got a Groovy Thing Goin'- Simon & Garfunkel
War of Worlds- The Blizzards
2+2=5- Radiohead
Eyes Wide Open- Goo Goo Dolls

Well folks, there you have it.  

A Day in the Life of Allie's Summer When Everyone's at Work.

  A Day in the Life of Allie's Summer When Everyone's at Work.

     It's summer, it's hot and you aren't doing anything. You wake up on the average or 10:30 because anything pass that makes you feel like too much of a slacker. You eat brunch, because remember it's 10:30 here, and then watch the last of the Kathy Lee and Hoda (part of the Today Show). You eat your oat meal and toast (it was the easiest thing to make) while you think of what a bitch Kathy Lee is to Hoda. After this exciting endeavor, you go grab your computer, log on then check Facebook, wait for someone to chat you or like your status, and then check email. After you realize no one cares enough to just send you an email anymore or that you are basically a nobody, you turn to your blogs. Now you feel it. You feel that voice in your head that says "Hey nerd, check out this hilarious rage comics. After that you will scroll down to find a funny Harry Potter/Mean Girls joke!"
     You decide you should do something purposeful, not that there is anything purposeful to do, but you should try. Exercise. You attempt to work out for about ten minutes until the full force of a hot day hits you and your air conditioner really isn't fulfilling it's job description. You look out the window into the back yard and notice the bright yellow sprinkler head innocently beckoning you. It says "Just come over here and lay down under me." You shake away this fantasy. Now you wish you had more friends you could rely on to not have plans or be busy. Oh right find something purposeful to do! Nah just watch T.V.
                                                                          ***
     Ok now you're desperate. You wash the dishes, because you know that even if there isn't a note telling you to do so, you're still supposed to wash them. Besides, you're bored so you might as well right? When you finish the dishes you decide to play a nice lonely game of Scrabble. Who will win this time? Me 1 or Me 2? Me 2 has won the last two games...After you finally have taught yourself you hate Scrabble you go back to your computer. Log on then check Facebook, see how everyone else is doing something and become depressed. Realize you are sitting on a couch with the T.V. on and a laptop in you lap. You need to do something purposeful!
   Aw screw it! You'll do something purposeful tomorrow. Or wait until you have plans.

3 Things: Mood, Pictures and Decisions

Mood:
Have you ever noticed how other people's mood can have an affect on your own? For example: Your friends are dreading an upcoming event, and now you suddenly don't find it as appealing. The only reason I mention this is because I have experienced that lately. When the people around me are bored and irritable, I feel bored and irritable. In many ways it is terrible because if everyone is in a cranky, snappy mood then everyone is, as Katy Perry would say, a firework. Just not in a good way. It's just difficult to be in a good mood when the others can't shake off that "I had a terrible day and I want to take it out on everyone" vibe. On the other hand however, this mood sharing can have a positive affect. When people around you are in a good, elevated mood it can bring you up with them.

Pictures:
Does anyone ever think that we take too many pictures? Or how about constantly being recorded? Think about it. Everywhere you go there is security cameras, people with picture phones, cameras. Imagine all the footage of you going into a grocery store and walking down the isles, buying some shoes, making a deposit at the bank, or just going to school. I'm pretty sure with all the security footage taken of me you could document a large chunk of my life. Then there is all the pictures that are taken of you, and that you take. I'm 15, I have hundreds of photos on Facebook, and I'm tagged in over a hundred. Imagine when I'm thirty, forty. My generations entire lives will be documented. The plus side, you will be able to remember your life through all the pictures you've taken. The negative side, where is your privacy? What makes a moment special or intimate if it's always recorded for the world to see?

Decisions:
You are pretty much making a decision all the time, even in your sleep. You don't even notice all the little decisions you make until you really ponder it. From the minuscule: What song? Will I get out of bed now or in five minutes? Do I make a left turn? What do I type? Should I answer my phone? Do I take a shower? How much do I want to eat? Light on or off? To the more perplexing: Do I want to be their friend? Who am I? Can I trust them? Is there a god? Is what I'm doing good or bad? Is there good or bad?

Do you ever remember anyone telling you "They just made the wrong decisions." or "It depends on the paths you choose." Oddly enough I think that most, if not every decision you make affects you and your future. But you can't expect to people to make the "right" decisions or choose the "correct path" when everyone's life is a completely different path. You can sometimes see the roads other people have traveled, but you cannot travel them and experience the same journey.

Am I a Traitor?

http://allieawesome.tumblr.com/ check it out. It's better for pictures, this is better for writing.

Some Drugs

So in my dream I have this plastic bag of meth hidden in my closet, along with a sizable amount of weed. The funny thing about that is it looked like fresh spinach leaves and had a yellow sticker labeling it as "Maryjane". I did a line or two of the meth on the trunk in my closet and wasn't very impressed, so I promised myself I would find a way to dispose of it before anyone found it.  I decided to keep the weed, and find the right time to use it. I thought it was much less hardcore than crank, plus it helped me sleep in my dream...

My parents thought I was acting differently lately(in the dream), probably because I was hiding drugs in my closet and I was considerably paranoid. I was also shaky, and had very dark eyes. I wanted to tell them I did have some meth, maybe they could help me get rid of it. I decided that would defeat the whole purpose of finding a way to get it out of my house. Then I think I decided I would try to sell it. But I  couldn't think of anyone who would possibly want it. I'd sell it anyway.

That's pretty much it. Just to clarify I've never done drugs, but occasionally I have a dream where I do. I'm also reading a book about this girls who goes from good girl to bad in girl in one summer after visiting my home town, Albuquerque. She makes the turn so easily too. Most of me just thinks that she is weak. Weak to let drugs consume her life. I often wonder what makes her not want to quit? Is the high really worth loosing so many things.

Just goes to show, that you can become a different person if you want to. I'm pretty sure the girl in this book was tired of her average life. When she went to see her dad she was offered a taste of excitement, she liked the flavor and didn't want to let go of it. She held on to it with clenching fists.

    

You Shop Together You Drop Together?

     My mom and I...we shop. Sometimes I love it and some times I hate it. I crave it once and a while. Sometimes I just go due an obligation I feel. Ever since I was little, the time I spent with my mom was a lot of shopping and going out to lunch. Of course we've done a few other things, but much less often. Over the years I have discovered ways to make your most dreaded experience bearable.

     So here I have for you a guide to make boring shopping trips...less boring. (store specific)

WALMART-

1. Magazine Section: Pick something to read and just sit there and go trough it. No one has ever stopped me. haha
2. Electronics Isle: Play the video games on display. If they are taken and you are desperate to play, stand awkwardly close and breath loudly while the other person plays. They will most likely move.
3. Bike Section: Go ahead, hula hoop, ride a scooter. What are they gonna do? Ask you to stop?

BEST BUY-

1. Play with displays: nuff said.

HOBBY LOBBY-

1. You're a doomer. Last resort: read cards in card isle.

THE MALL

1. Lets face it. You go to the mall to be bored. 
2. Bring a camera and film/take pictures
3. Try on clothes
4. Go with friends that have money, so you don't feel like a total loser who is going there for nothing.

TO SUM IT ALL UP

1.  Look for displays, toys.
2. Think outside the box. Once I sat in a rocking chair at Target for an hour and a half. You would be surprised how many people stop to make a comment, like "You look comfortable." 
3. Just decide to enjoy what you can while you're there.

 Enjoy your guide and stay out of trouble.

Flea Market

Fabric Store.

My mom with a pin she just bought.

I'd like to pay reference to my zebra pin.

Peppermint honey sticks? eww

Purple 

Square cinnamon lollipop.

Yeah this had to be illegal. Random fighting rink? wtf?

Table dedicated to toys= great desktop background.

     I took some pictures of my day today.  Check it :)

An Explanation

A white noise,

My thoughts

Constantly blurring my vision.

This little girl,

Isn't ready to grow up

She already has,

But there is so much more to learn

The problem

Was the idea

That never existed

You can keep watching movies

And hold on to your idea

But you just want to feel it

Make your idea

An all consuming reality

But you can't make it

It has to happen.

I'm so

Light 

It all seemed to

Weigh me down

The white noise

Kept blurring my vision

It can be useless

To make something out of nothing

In an explanation

There isn't always much to say

I like poems when my thoughts seem like a fuzzy picture. I think that they really help me get together in my mind. What do you think that this poems about? It's an explanation...

A Picture for Perfection

     I love this picture. It says so much, in so little. I would write more, but I know you just want to look at some pretty picture. So here :) <------- a smile for you!

Who Are You? Who Cares?

     Can you really describe yourself in a paragraph? "About me:..." I know, I know it's just asking for some basic information, but I'm always analyzing and changing it. For me it's how I, and possibly others, define me. That's a big deal isn't it? I think it's a big deal to many people. We are all constantly trying to define ourselves as human beings, as a society, as individuals, and as thinkers. Over my entire life I have probably had thousands of perspectives of who I am, who I want to be, and who I will be.
     If our constant need to define ourselves didn't exist, then what would happen? We would all realize how completely minuscule and insignificant we seem compared to the vastness of our universe? I wouldn't be, I'm not ok with that. I need purpose. There must be a reason for life, a hidden meaning.

Post Secret is AMAZING

     What I have come to wonder is: Is it possible to ever truly know yourself through and through? I don't see how it could be, considering every day new thoughts pop into your head and you make new decisions. How can you keep up with you? A constant change. Nothing will stop you from analyzing yourself and who you are. It's how you make decisions on what you believe, what's right and what's wrong, it's how you work through problems. The point here is we can never completely know ourselves, since there is always something new to learn.The older I get, the more I notice change. Change in myself, change in others. It's sad and exciting all at the same time. But really, in retrospective, we have changed little. As humans we are so young compared to the universe. . There is so much that is unknown, it blows my mind.

 Think about this and tell me what you think. I like to hear others thoughts!

With raging curiosity,
Your Friendly Neighborhood Blogger

Dear Past, I Think I Love You

    One of the fastest years to go bye, 2010. All of the years blur together in my mind. Let's discuss some highlights shall we? The end of middle school, the start of high school.
     I don't miss it, the past. It will always be with you, and you shouldn't forget about it. Your past makes you who you are and your future is who you will be. There is a balance. It seems like just this last year I was fighting to prove I can do whatever I put my mind to, and still am. I have my own problems, just like everyone else. The only thing that keeps me sane is knowing your problems are worse.  (Funny this song begins to play in my ear as I type this "you can only blame your problems on the world for so long before it become the same old song..." The (Shipped) Gold Standard- Fall Out Boy)
     Things that I have accomplished this year(and some of the year before), is my major self-esteem issue. Every girl goes through it, but in the end it makes you so much stronger. In 6th grade I'd say to myself "when I get my braces off, I'll be magically beautiful" I blamed them for everything that didn't go right for my... romantical life.(it's a word now, shut up). I thought I needed someone to like me, I needed a boyfriend. You know how I gained confidence? It pains me to say this, but I do think it was basketball. Working my ass off made me believe in myself, therefor, see my hidden beauty. Then everything slowed down and I became patient. When I did get those braces off I just thought I was super hot schtuff...still sorta do...and enjoy every minute;).
    High school, I like it. I've never been a kid who gets caught up in "drama". I'm the kid who will make you realize that the "drama" you have is a waste of time and silly. I'm not going to lie, sometimes I get involved looking for a cure to boredom(or for fun), but rarely. After getting sick of the people from middle school, I was looking forward to meeting new people. Everyone is so interesting if you let them be. You can be intelligent, stupid, fat, beautiful, I don't care, I like meeting you. You all have something to say, a story, a life, and until that attitude knocks me down, I'm sticking with it. So if you ever just want to talk, and if I have time, I got chu. I'll give you my thoughts, and you can take them or leave them.
     I've made some good friends over the years, but so few stick. You know who you are, and thank you for making me laugh on those days where life just seemed to kick me in the gut. I will make a shout out to you at the bottom! Haha you are all amazing :)
      I still feel so young, there is so much life ahead of me, so much room to discover who I am, find new wants, and achieve new things.All I'm doing is growing up. I'm not there no matter how much I think I am, I still have so much time to thrive and change my mind, mature, learn. I wish you all the best new year.

Love,
Allie

Think

     Hello All. This blog will be about some obscure things, but first things first!
Allie's Favorite Places to Be At One With Her Mind:
1. A scenic motorcycle ride with good music, and a perfect temperature.
2. A walk on a cool day at sunset, to the swing at the park.
3. Lying on my floor, gazing at the ceiling. (preferably with music)
4. The wooden wall in my back yard
5. In a warm bed when it's too early to be awake on the weekend, or you just don't want to get up.

    Today at #2 I was thinking about all the ways to say things, or describe something.
There is the bland, literal way: I am on a swing at approximately 4:40, the air is cool. Music plays.
The descriptive, alluring way: The chill air wisps my hair behind me as I aim for the warm colors of the sky. Music plays softly in my ear blurring away the children's laughter.
The fictional way, the lie: I swung 100 feet into the air.
The metaphorical, poetic way: Atmosphere swallowed me while swaying on shackles of thoughts. Voices in my ears said "relax, it's not reality", but they lied.

Don't get me wrong, there are many more ways a story can be told. I'm not sure what my point is. I'm leaning on "there is many ways to get one message across, one people understand, one few people understand, one only you will really know, and one that has various meanings" and "doesn't it all just say the same thing? some ways are just candy coated to please the ear" and "what language arts has taught me"

     As a matter of fact I'm not sure that it says anything...but I do very much like the last one :) Just some random thoughts of the day I suppose. Tell me what you think, and where your favorite place to do that is!

Lost in thoughts,
Your Friendly Neighborhood Blogger.

Not Your Everyday Goody-two-shoes

     All my life I've always had at least one label "goody-two-shoes". Of course some people are not so dim whited. One of these people is my very lovely friend Katelynn (her blog is stellar, as she would say:http://youwishyourbloglookedlikethis.blogspot.com/) The other day someone called us that word I don't quite feel like typing out again. And Katelynn boldly stated "Allie is NOT a goody-two-shoes." Shhhh! Katelynn, you know too much!

   The truth is, in all reality I am a goody-two-shoes. That is, if the definition is someone who treats teachers with respect, gets good grades, and rarely gets in trouble. NOT something to be ashamed of if you ask me. But that is not the definition. It is:

• a person who behaves extremely well in order to please a superior
• affectedly or smugly good or self-righteous
  wordnetweb.princeton.edu/perl/webwn

I don't "behave" well to please others. I'm just not some kind of immature idiot, and people appreciate that in teenagers. Sometimes I'm smug and self righteous, but that's just because everyone know's I'm the best at the world (it's ok if you didn't quite catch that). People are more willing to hear you out when they know you want to work hard, and have good intentions. 


    However recently, adults have been getting on my last nerve. It's something about them telling me what I can and can't do. It's ok that's part of adolescence apparently and it sucks, but so does your mom. (there enjoy a nice platter of my stupidity, you liked it. Don't lie)

     

War, Disease, and All That Schtuff

    I remember that fatal day when I realized what war was. When I comprehended it's meaning. Before that day, it was just something grown ups discussed in lengthy conversations. After that I was in a state of "fuck the world". I thought America was a hypocrite because we were all for protecting our loved ones, at the expense of killing others. Of course there is much more to war than that, and I do have high respects towards anyone who signs up for the military.  I just hated humans for being so stupid, to kill each other over money, religion, bombs, etc. I was a true advocate for world peace, and still sorta am. The "sorta" is about to be explained.

war?

    War. It is still ridiculous, but it must be done. It is unavoidable. Sometimes history is sickening, but it happened. I've realized that humans are humans. We have raw passion, devotion, greed, and anger in other words, emotion inside us. With that, there is no stopping war. Why fight for something like world peace when we so obviously aren't ready for it.
    On another note without war and disease(this is where disease comes in haha) we would be immensely over populated. In order to keep balance we need some other way to die other than old age, and we need to stop having so many fucking kids. I've never been an advocate for "cure that disease" (unless of course I have it hahahaha :P) because you know another will just pop up. It's just the way it is. Everyone dies.

ENJOY YER LIFE
love,

your friendly neighborhood blogger.
  

Wal-Mart

 After arguing with my mom about health before our journey to this wretched store, I made the decision to ditch her once we got within twenty feet of groceries. In stead I went to the isle with all the bikes and things with wheels. I picked up a scooter and decided to ride it up and down the isle. Half of me was hoping to be stopped. I imagined either pulling the "Fuck you I'm a teenager which makes me better and scarier" card, or the retarded card. The more people that walked by, the more I hoped to be stopped. But no one cared. Why should they? I wouldn't. Honestly, I would just think "great, another kid who does nothing better than screw around."

     Why do I talk about this meaningless not-so-exciting trip to this evil monopoly? Because I have this thing where I want to do something that others would not like me to do. I'm not much of a rebel in my mind. Sure I'm full of sass (says my sister) but that's because I don't respect the authority adults automatically assume. I feel like an equal and don't appreciate being talked down to, or being told I'm wrong (even if I am), or being told what to do. But that's another story. Anyways... I just want to have a story to tell my kids, or friends. So that I can sound cool? Or so I don't feel like a loser? Both? More? Yes.

    The question is...what to do? No longer do I look young enough to surprise the clerk at Victoria's Secret with my scandalous selection. No longer will anyone find me singing at the top of my lungs at the river of lights to prove fearlessness impressive. No longer is cart racing at Albertsons that amazing.No longer...no longer. I can't beat "man I ran out that cop at the mall last week" nor do I want to. I don't drink, or smoke, or go to raves. You know what I do? I go to school, struggle to learn something, play a sport, fret over meaningless things, laugh at peoples stupidity, laugh at the truth, and go to sleep to wake up and repeat in a close order.

   Why do I not do crazy things? I don't want to mess it all up. I don't want to ruin my slim chance at success. I want to love my life for what I've done, the choices I've made, and the people that make it worth while. I want to live with few regrets and enjoy the moment and prospect the future. It's not easy when there are so many things at every single corner trying to trip you. Life...it has a way of pushing you down and making you still want to get back up after the 50th time.

     What am I left with? As always I'm left with not knowing what I want.

I hope you make mistakes!
Your Friendly Neighborhood Blogger

A Post On Love

     Well, everyone seems to struggle with it in some light. Since Google has all the answers, I went to it for information on this so called love. I’ve actually gone to the love calculator (http://www.lovecalculator.com/), which was the second result to my search.  I type in my name, Allie, and person two as Darth Vader. Guess what? We are 79% compatible. Luckily this is not how I would estimate or define love. You know what else there is? A wiki how on love. Here it is: http://www.wikihow.com/Love    No one can obviously tell you how to love, but I like what this site says.  I thought it would be stupid when I glanced at it, but it’s not that bad.

     Unfortunately I don’t know much about love at all. I’m rather inexperienced. It’s rarely in the air, and when it is I choke on it. I’ve seen to many people lie to each other about what they truly feel to have an all- consuming desire towards it. I’m not one to say “I love you” and mean nothing, or at least its definition*.  I say it when I mean it.  I’m more afraid of rejection than love itself. Why? It’s happened before. 
     The way I see it people are either afraid of love, in love, or not sure what love is. If you're afraid of love, I assuming it's knocked you down before and you're content with not getting back up right away. If you're in love, maybe one day you'll get married, then you can grow old with that one special person *sarcastic tone*. If you're in love, good for you. That's it. Good for you. And then there are those like me. Not sure what love is from lack of romantic experience.
     There is love that I do know. It is the love of my parents, and a few of my friends. I hope that everyone knows that love, but I know they don't. Love is just another thing we are constantly trying to find the meaning of, while at the same time try to accomplish it.
Your Friendly Neighborhood Blogger,
Allie
* Dictionary Definition- http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/love   
Quotes That I Like About This Thing-

• "Your heart is my piñata"-Chuck Palahnuik
• "The love that lasts the longest is the love that's never returned"-William Somerset Mauqham
• "After all what was more important, in the end, than love?"- Stephanie Meyer
• "Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love." Albert Einstein
• "Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired"- Robert Frost
• "When Love is not madness, it is not love."- Pedro Calderon Dela Barca
• "Why ruin a perfectly good flower when you know, he loves you not."
• "The saddest thing in the world is loving someone who used to love you"
• "If love is shelter, I'm going to walk in the rain."

Me and the Social Network

I have a feeling I’ll be writing more than some of you are willing to stand. So let’s just hit the point on the head now. I’m deleting my facebook. I considered going quietly, but I want people who care (or those imaginary people in my mind who care), and myself, to know why.

     Here it is. I’ve become addicted to this website. I know saying that is absurd.  Sure there’s the “you can keep in touch with your friends” but that’s only a fraction of what it really is. It’s acceptance. It makes you think that all those people care. They don’t, few do.  You know whenever you start to think of status updates just to please people and get a “like” you have a problem.  The people who really want to hear what you have to say will find a way, and the people who don’t should have stopped at “I have a feeling…”  I also know that at the end of the day I always come here, to facebook. People talk to me who never do outside a cyber-context,thanks but no thanks. Now you have to say hello in person. That way I know you want to talk to me :)

       It fills time while I try to forget life.  What I should be doing is … living life. I need a break from trying to impress everyone and fill their expectations. I'm hoping to release some... stress? Yes. That thing that drives me crazy at the end of the day.

      Once again, I know this is silly. It’s completely idiotic. That’s exactly why I need to delete it.  I’ll leave this up for a few days… three to be exact.

    So asta la vista facebook, we may meet again, when I finally realize your unimportance.

    If you feel the need to contact me, my email will be sufficient, you can ask for my number, or I plan on keeping my blog up to date.

 With little passion,

Allie

Music That I Would Suggest

No particular order, just what comes to mind. I shall have pictures!

1.  Mr. Brightside- The Killers
2. Creep- Radiohead
3. Savoir- Rise Against
4. Yesterday- Atmosphere
5. In Her Music Box- Atmosphere
6. Sleepy Head- Passion Pit
7. Loser- Beck
8. Paper Planes- M.I.A
9. Polar Opposites- Modest Mouse
10. Otherside- Red Hot Chili Peppers
11. Americas Suithearts- Fall Out Boy
12. Sleep- My Chemical Romance
13. Breakable- Ingrid Michealson
14. Telephone- Lady GaGa
15. Romeo and Juliet-  The Killers (cover)
16. Move Away- The Killers
17. Cemetery Drive- My Chemical Romance
18. Secrets- One Republic
19. Cassie (acoustic version)- Flyleaf 
20. Kryptonite- Three Doors Down