I Am Getting Married!!!

That’s it! I am marrying 30 Seconds To Mars.

Yes, I know that you’re busy wondering whether you should inform me that Jared Leto isn’t actually the entire band but that isn’t the (only) reason why I want to marry the band. While Jared Leto may possibly be the sexiest man alive followed closely by his brother Shannon (the drummer) and while he may be an actor as well as the lead singer of an amazing band this is not in fact why 30 Seconds to Mars is the love of my life.

It all started back in high school. I was dating a drummer and trying desperately to impress him so I went to the local Musica and spent hours listening to music in the shop without actually buying anything, after all I was on a budget. Most of it was completely cheesy rubbish that can be found on albums such as Now 34 or Hot Summer Mix that I absolutely loved but I knew then already that there was no way in hell that he would approve of Westlife and Britney Spears.

I therefore moved onto the next album. It had a scary looking picture on the front and the band responsible for this hours’ worth of screaming and too much distortion had managed to put the words satan, blood, death and something about a veil all into one name. I was terrified but my need to impress this boy meant that I put my ears through this torture for as long as I possibly could before eventually, with bleeding ears, I gave up.

It was at this point that, in the corner of my eyes I saw the cover of a compilation album call Rock Till You Drop. I decided to give it a try and to my relief found that most of the songs had enough autotune and cheesy lines to keep me happy while still containing a lead guitar and a drum with the occasional scream too impress my boyfriend.

I eventually managed to convince my mother to buy me the album and spent the rest of the weekend listening to the album as many times as possible so as to learn all the words before I got back to boarding school and showed him. It was on this album however that I discovered 30 Seconds to Mars.

The album consisted of two CDs as well as a DVD which contained the better music videos and it was on this DVD that I found the music video for From Yesterday by 30 Seconds to Mars. I took one look at Jared Leto with his longish black hair and sexy eyes highlighted by eyeliner and knew that life would never be the same again but it was only after I had watched the entire music video that I realised that this band would change my life.

I collected more of their music along the way and even after ditching the boyfriend I still loved everything about them. It has got me through good times, bad times, random bouts of depression and happy holidays spent in the sun. The music videos are always exquisite and interesting and there is a certain ‘darkness’ to their beautifully written music that can make anyone feel welcome and un-judged. The lyrics, the music, the videos, the character; what’s not to love?

There is really no aspect of this band which isn’t absolutely superb. It was therefore no shock to me to hear that their fan base, ‘The Echelon’ consisted of a group of people that differ from one another so vastly and yet somehow all get along because they share one simple love; the band. Never before have I seen such a diverse, loving and caring fan base where even the strangest and most ‘out there’ people fit in. The Echelon seems to accept anyone and everyone so long as you share their love of music and 30 Seconds to Mars. And it is impossible to not LOVE 30 Seconds to Mars.

It is therefore with all of this in mind that I get down on to one knee and beg you, 30 Seconds to Mars, please will you marry me?

Dear Friend

Dear Friend

I guess that I miss you… I can think of no other reason why I might be writing to you. It’s not that we haven’t chatted recently. I suppose if you count the few words that we say to each other every now and again, then we could still be considered friends. Yeah, we’ve spoken to each other recently but we haven’t really. I’ve listened but I haven’t heard. I’ve smiled but haven’t had fun. I’ve laughed but haven’t meant it. 

I’m not really sure what happened.  One moment we were okay and the next moment you were avoiding me. Plans were cancelled, conversations cut short, promises broken. It seemed as if my world was falling apart and that you had no intention of helping me through it. 

I suppose you have your reasons. I wish I knew what they were. I wish that I could understand what it is that you’ve been going through. I know you well enough to see that that smile is a fake and I’ve spoken to enough of our friends to realize that something’s up. But truth be told, it’s no longer my business. What ever the issue is, you haven’t trusted me with it. 

I get so sad when I think about the friendship we shared. It upsets me to think that it could fade so quickly. I’m angry with you all the time and just the mention of your name gets me worked up. I get angry at you for not caring, for not being there for me when I needed you, for not making an effort and for allowing our friendship to fade into the abyss and barely even notice. 

But I’ve come to realize something. The reason it has fallen away from your life so easily is because it probably wasn’t that important to you to begin with. And so it is with that in mind that I will laugh at your jokes and pretend to make promises about catching up soon. I will greet you as a long lost friend and ask the right questions. But it is also with that in mind that I will leave and remind myself that I was never more to you than an acquaintance. 

I need you to know something before I build up my walls to bloke you out of my life, I need you to know that I have always and will always love you my friend. And if ever you need me I will be there to lend a hand or provide a shoulder on which to cry. My friendship is forever and although you may not deserve it, it will always be true.

I write this letter with all the love in my heart.

From Kat

Home Safe But Going Crazy!

When I got home last night, I was so excited to see my family that my mum could have told me pretty much anything and I would have accepted it regardless of what she said. Luckily what she said was music to my very exhausted ears.

She had made an appointment for me to have a facial and pedicure with the local beautician who can honestly work miracles.

Something about lying on that bed, with her well chosen (especially for a Carolinian) collection of classical music and the calming smells of soaps, creams and other pampering materials really works for me. There is nothing quite like a facial to help a girl get over the stress of exams.

I was so excited in fact that I nearly missed the part about my mom telling me that I also had an appointment with the 'SCIO woman'.

For those of you who don't know SCIO is one of the latest pseudo (voodoo) sciences that allows someone with a bachelors degree in Science to make important medical decisions. To say that I was skeptical would be a massive understatement.

Basically what she does is hook you up to some machine that sends electrical impulses through your body and her computer then tells her all these super cool things about your mental, emotional and physical well-being.

Well, 5 minutes in and I was balling my eyes out and telling her my life's story. Seems her little machine could pick up better on my emotions than I could and the things she said seemed to ring true for me.

Now, I am well aware that it could be a scam and if it is well, then I'm a major sucker but the fact of the matter is that I don't really care whether it was a scam or not because it was true for me. And while I am more than one hundred percent certain that some of it is guess work there is just no denying that that woman knew her stuff.

So what's next? Am I suddenly going to start a religion and lose my mind? Well no. It isn't that kind of voodoo science and I was not that impressed that I intend to dedicate my life to it.

I was impressed by it even though my mind was rather opposed to the idea and if that has taught me anything it is that in future I need to ensure that I maintain an open mind even when dealing with something I don't actually believe in.

Also, maybe she can SCIO me into being a wizard, because being a muggle is getting boring.