Batmobile Fo Life!!!

So yesterday was an EXTREMELY great day. Want to know why? Of course you do!

I’ll tell you.

I was reunited with Bruce! Who is Bruce? ONLY THE COOLEST VEHICLE IN THE WORLD!!! (x10) I’ve had Bruce for a little over a year now, but yesterday was the first time in a month that I was able to drive/hug my lovely vehicle. You see, the day after Christmas, I was driving to work and  was part of a five car pile up! But before you freak, out I just want you to know that it was in no way my fault because I am a GREAT driver. No really! (Please disregard any comments that differ with this true statement.) So, let’s just do a little recap of what went down that day.

I was jammin’ in my car to to some Ashlee Simpson (don’t judge, the song “Boyfriend” puts me in a good mood) just heading to the mall from my “home home”, which is like an hour and a half drive, and I’m seriously like two stoplights away from the mall when all of a sudden my head banging session is abruptly interrupted by the startling stop of the car in front of me. I go “oh snap!” and slam on the breaks. I then wipe my forehead in relief after successfully making the stop without rear-ending the cute little blue car in front of me. (It wasn’t as near as cute as my car though). I braced myself for the impact of the SUV behind me, who’s lips I could read as she slammed on the breaks. (let’s just say she didn’t say “oh snap”) Luckily, she was able to stop without hitting me. I was just about to start jammin’ out again, when BAM!!!!!! the car behind her ran right into her, causing her SUV to smash into me and poor Bruce. This caused me to hit cute blue car and caused them to hit the jeep in front of them. DOMINO EFFECT.. or is it affect? Anyway, I seriously was QUITE upset when I realized Bruce was severely injured. All because the jeep in front decided at the last possible second NOT to run the red light they had started running, and then because freakin car number five decided to just not pay attention. MY LIFE WAS RUINED! I, of course, called my mom very upset. I then called my boyfriend, who told me to just stay in the car so I didn’t get hit by some other vehicle while I was out walking around. (Because I would walk out in front of moving cars. Thanks Sam.) Just kidding, he was just being a good boyfriend.

By this time, the whip lash was definitely starting to kick in. I could only imagine how the two little fragile old ladies in cute blue car were feeling. I mean, their car had to be towed because I tore off their whole back bumper! After an awkward conversation with the cop, I made a U-turn (under the cop’s watchful eye) and went to the gas station, only to have another awkward conversation with him. And I don’t mean awkward as in he was like hitting on me or something creepy/awkward like that, but you see, I was just so traumatized that my BEAUTIFUL car was demolished that I could just not comprehend anything he was saying. I would reply to his questions or comments with answers that made ZERO sense and probably sounded like this “ahseeyano.” The look on his face was usually something like “oh God, I don’t know if I should let this freak back on the road.” After the awkward conversation was over, I went in to pay for my gas. At the cash register there were two people. One ,an elderly lady, and then some dude who was probably my age.

“How nice of that cop to help you fix your tail light!” the lady said.

I looked at her confused.

“Wasn’t he helping you fix your tail light?”

“Uh, it’s more than my tail light that needs fixin’. I was just part of a five car pile up,” I responded choking up thinking of poor Bruce :’(

She replied with something along the lines of “Oh no!” Then the dude was like “Oh man, well if it makes you feel any better, I hit a deer last weekend.”

“No it doesn’t,” I said.

“Ok, well I hope your day gets better,” he said with sad eyes.

I don’t really know what I said in response, and I’m pretty sure they didn’t really know what I said either.

Then it was back to my hometown in my now deformed car. I was going to let my parents take care of taking it to the car fixin’ place and all that jazz. I’m young and dumb. I don’t know anything about that stuff. I was no longer head banging to some “good mood” music. I was getting all tearing eyed to some soft slow depressing tunes. Sad day.

But to make my day better, my boyfriend bought me some chicken strips and ice cream. (everyone say awwww. ) FYI, I freakin love chicken strips and ice cream. Did I say I love them? Correction, I’M OBSESSED WITH THEM!

But anyways, I’m just so flippin happy to have Bruce in my life again. That one month apart was dreadful. I was so depressed. I mean, I had to drive my sister’s car everywhere. And she drives a G6. Can you say LAME?! Plus I can’t even see out the window because it’s like I’m driving a freakin’ spaceship.

Btw, if you’re wondering, my car is named after Bruce Wayne.

Meet Bruce:

IT’S SATURDAY! SATURDAY! SATURDAY!

So it’s saturday night right? Yeah. I’m pretty sure I’m like one of the ONLY people who are sitting at home. Alone. Like a loser. Because I am at sitting at home alone like a loser, I decided I’d write another blog since, well, it’s been over a month since my last entry (whoops!).

I’m currently chowing down some peppermint candies as I type. You see, my sister and I are due for a date with Walmart, like soon. We run out of food. Fast. I usually eat like 8+ pieces of cinnamon toast a day, which I think I have mentioned, but we ran out of bread yesterday (dagger. . ) so I’ve been trying to find other things I can eat. Last night, after some improvisation, I found myself eating spoon fulls of peanut butter. . doused in sugar. Lots and lot’s of sugar. Need a visual?

Looks oh-so delicious, does it not??? Actually it looks quite disgusting. BUT IT WASN’T! (ps. you dig my Batman lanyard? Yeah, I’m hardcore.) Well, this was taken after I had already scarfed down 2 bowls. So that makes this bowl 3. Yeah, I was feeling a little like vomiting after that (TMI?), which is why I decided to eat an apple. Thought it might counteract all that sugar and peanut butter, ya know? Anyway back to why I’m eating peppermints. . This is what our kitchen consists of as of right now: Peanut butter, sugar, hot cereal (like cream of wheat, not boiling cherios), milk, water, coffee, butter, ketchup, carrots, and then some noodles I don’t know how to cook. I’m trying REALLY hard not to raid the box of hot cereal right now, because that’s probably going to be my breakfast and lunch tomorrow. With work and what not, we won’t have time to hit up Walmart until Monday. :/ I HOPE I CAN MAKE IT! I think Alysha is going to make some noodle/shrimp thingy tomorrow for supper though so hopefully I won’t starve too bad. Because I’m eating all these peppermints (Alysha has an addiction to them, therefore we have a giant bag on top of our fridge), I’m starting to really wish it was Christmas. DON’T YOU???? I want snow, and cookies, AND PRESENTS! (dude, I’m poor okay. I’d love some new shoes, or pants, or shirts, or . . . ANYTHING!) Maybe from our many windows we can watch people slip on ice. :O KIDDING!

So I should probably talk about something important, even though I’m quite certain the only people reading this are my mom and Andrew Markham. . . Hi mom. Hi Andrew.

If you ever have a particular original of mine that you’d like me to blog about and share the story behind, feel free to comment here, write on my facebook wall http://www.facebook.com/pages/Chandra-Knudsen/108796192536015 or on leave nice little message on my youtube channel http://www.youtube.com/user/chandralarae11 . Same goes if you have a song you’d like me to cover. I would seriously love if you did one of these things, because I’d love to have something to do!

Well, I think I might go vacuum or something. .. PEACE OUT!

-Chandra.

I’m Attracted “Like a Magnet” to INTERNET!

I never realized how much I love/need internet until I had to go without it for 2 weeks. 2 WEEKS!!!!! Allow me to start at the beginning. SO! Alysha (my BA sister) and I are living it up in our new apartment as we speak. And let me just fill you in on some reasons why it is just so gosh-darn stellar.

1.) WE HAVE AN ISLAND IN OUR KITCHEN. Not the kind of island like the bahamas or something. I think those are islands any way, but how awesome would that be to have the bahamas in your kitchen!? But no, our kitchen is top notch. Probably the reason I fell in love with this apartment to begin with. (It’s important to have lovely surroundings in a place I spend such a great deal of time in. I like to visit my fridge/cabinets frequently).

2.) WE HAVE HUMONGOUS WINDOWS. We live downtown, so on the weekends half the city is partying it up like RIGHT in front of us, or below us I should say. (We’re on floor cuatro). Since we aren’t the partying type, we usually sit in our apartment (eating) and spy. Yes, we spy. (Don’t judge). It’s actually quite amusing and intense! Sometimes the cops are involved. We’ve even witnessed a few arrests! . .I know. We’re losers. So, if you’re ever in downtown Des Moines, watch you’re back because WE’LL BE WATCHING YOU! . . .I enjoy being creepy.

3.) I HAVE MY OWN BATHROOM THAT ISN’T CLAUSTROPHOBIC AND HUMID. Most apartments have tiny bathrooms that air ventilation does not occur in. Because of this, when you’re trying to dry your hair with a hair dryer, you start to realize that rather than drying, it just gets even more wet! (I’ve experienced this first hand. And when you have crazy long hair IT IS NOT FUN). The only downfall of my bathroom, is that it’s right next to the hallway and the neighboring apartment. I’m almost certain that anyone walking down the hall can hear me singing in shower at the top of my lungs. Also, our neighbor’s kitchen is right next door, (I’ve heard their garbage disposal so I know) therefore, they are definitely getting a soundtrack to their meals/kitchen activities.

Those are the three main reasons why I love this apartment. If you saw it with your own eyes, you would love it as well. I’m certain. ANYWAYS. Alysha and I  moved in the eighteenth of July, and we JUST NOW got internet. I was going through some serious withdraws. Not only could I not creep on Facebook, (hey, everyone else does it too!) I couldn’t even upload videos on my Youtube. AH, it was HORRID. But no worries, that just means I’m going to have to upload a BUTT LOAD to make up for that long video-less month. GET EXCITED! Here’s the link to an original I just uploaded today.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ykLDX0O_Sqs

Inspiration???    Semi-recently, someone I’ve developed feelings for has gone away for awhile. It sucks. Hardcore. The song has kind of a sad, but happy vibe to it. I combined the sad/down part of missing him, with the way I feel when I’m with him. He’s different and it’s rather obvious “I’m attracted like a magnet.” (That sounded really cheesy didn’t it. . . . . .)

PEACE OUT!

-Chandra

“Eraser”

We’ve all witnessed, if not experienced, heart break. We’ve read about it, watched it on TV, and heard it from our friends as they repeatedly retell their relationship sob story.  The point is, it sucks. Hardcore. However, you don’t really realize how much it sucks until you’ve actually experienced it yourself. Once you have, you start to think your life is over. This is also when you continuously hit up Hy-Vee to purchase a carton of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream (for every day of the week). Then, you become even more sad because you start to feel fat… Because of unrealistic movie endings, the heart broken constantly have this sense of false hope in the back of their head that “he/she will change their mind and want to stay together.” NO THEY WON’T. 9 times out of 10 that NEVER happens. If you’re that 1/10, well, congratulations.

“Eraser” is a song I wrote based on my own personal heart break. I was in a serious relationship for close to two years and I thought I loved him, and maybe I did. He and I had had a conversation early on in our relationship in regards to when our relationship would have to end. I had this crazy dream of becoming a rock star and had made plans to go to school out of state to try and get myself noticed in the music business. He had no intention of going far from home, and you can’t have a relationship when you’re a gazillion miles apart. Although it sucked hearing that we would no longer be together once summer came, I knew it was for the best. He had perfect reason. But as the time passed and we made even more memories, stupid unreal movie endings began to invade my brain. I kept thinking that maybe we could still stay together, and I no longer wanted to go so far away from home. After changing my mind a million times, I decided I didn’t even want to go to college. Why spend money on school when all I really need is my guitar and a draft book? I settled on moving to a city not far from home, mostly because I wasn’t ready to venture out into a huge city so far from home and so far from my baby brother! (who is a stud by the way). However, I’d be lying if I said the thought of being close to my “love” hadn’t crossed my mind. Once summer came, nothing really changed between us, and then one night things were different between us. He was acting distant and that’s when I knew the end was coming. He explained to me that things would be over once summer ended. I had known it was coming all along, but the concept was just too heartbreaking for me to grasp. He then went on to explain that he wanted to meet other girls when he went off to college and hang out with them without feeling guilty because he was in a relationship. All this time I was thinking the only reason he wouldn’t want to stay with me was because of distance, but now that I was only going to be fifteen minutes away, I realized the reason was just me. There was really no use in stringing myself along for the rest of the summer, so I did what I thought would be next to impossible and ended things myself. -”I need an eraser to erase you from my mind. I need a replacer. Wish they were easier to find. I wanna forget you. Leave your pictures on the floor. Don’t wanna hold onto you and I anymore.”- The song basically talks about having someone break through walls that you’ve built up to prevent yourself from getting hurt, but then end up hurting you anyway. When you spend so much time with someone and become that close, it really does feel like the end of the world when it’s pronounced over. You think that they are never going to be replaced and you think that the void is going to be there forever, but after awhile you start to realize that you weren’t right for each other anyway, and erasing the memories and letting go is what’s best.

You can watch my video of “Eraser” here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R7JRTsA1OQc

-Chandra

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Hi everyone! So, I was told I should start a blog providing insight to what goes on behind the musical mind of Chandra Knudsen. Within this blog, I will be sharing things that inspire me and the stories behind the writing of some of my songs. In addition, I will also be using it to share music and videos I like, as well as current news in my life.

SO, that brings me to Day 1:

I’m currently sitting in my Aunt’s apartment with my sister, Alysha. People always seem to think we’re twins for some reason; perhaps ’cause we’re both awesome, but who knows? We are counting down the days (4, counting today) until we move into our very own apartment in downtown Des Moines! The excitement is at an all time high. Because we have been living with our Aunt for the past two weeks, I have spent two weeks away from my guitar. TWO WEEKS. Can you say DEVASTATION!?!?! I haven’t written a song in forever and I’m seriously going through withdraws here. However, once we get all settled into our loft, I plan on jamming. Hardcore. I’ll probably pay a visit to my piano as well. Another thing I miss is singing in the shower. The walls are rather thin here. People can hear.

Well, this girl is starving so she is going to make herself some cinnamon toast. PEACE OUT.

-Chandra