Are You Ready For the FASTLIFE?

Tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day!

Even since Joe started recording the album, I've been beyond excited. I've spent four months of my life dreaming of what it will sound like. What I'll feel. How popular it will be. All the dreaming, and wondering is about to end, and be replaced with memories.

I've heard about half the album, and it is INSANE. It's so different from anything I would've expected. It's different then what anyone would expect. Nick's solo project was very predictable. (At least for me.) He's definitely a bluesy, soul kind of guy, so it fit nicely.

Joe's is so different. He said it used to have a Michael Buble sound to it, but it evolved over time, and turned into a darker, club, dance sort of record. But it also has a couple ballads that break your heart, and make it ache. (Sorry and Lighthouse)

Fastlife is the title, and it makes me want to just party until two in the morning. I LOVE the intro, it's like GENIUS. It definitely fits with the song perfectly.

Make sure to buy the album. It's really, really good. I'm just so proud of Joe and all he's accomplished this past year. He's going to make me even more proud in the coming while as he produces, and stars in a movie he helped write.

This journey is almost over. the album will be in my hands. Thanks for reading all these Joe rambles. I promise they'll be a little less frequent.

I don't really know what you're thinkin'
But I know what we're drinkin'
Let me put your night in drive
Calkwalkin' on the runway
Trippin' down on the highway
Comin' home is only right
Can't see nothin' but blurred lines!
Actin' like it's your first time!
Girl I'm done with these games,
and you need to get in my lane
Pushin' into the red line

Girl you know that you want it,
and you know that I got it!
And we know where we're goin'

http://youtu.be/9wKi1umyvXU

Buy it.

What? You're NOT Going to buy it?!

That is NOT how this is gonna go down.

Buy it.

Buy Fastlife on 10-11-11.

Oh!
You ARE gonna buy it!

Well...

 Awesome.

We're cool then.

-Zo

She's a Stone Cold Dream Stealer

2 more days!

The excitement is getting to me. My dreams all this week have involved Joe Jonas is some way or another. Friday night I dreamt Joe took me on a date and started singing 'Idiot Boyfriend' by Jimmy Fallon to me. (He has sang it that night when he performed with the Roots on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon) and last night, I dreamt that Joe came to my door, grabbed my hand, and lead me out to the desert by my house. He began to sing Make You Mine, and Lighthouse to me.

I'm definitely excited for this album.

Today's blog title is a lyric from Joe's song, Love Slayer. One of the first songs of the record I heard, and also the first one that showed us that a lot of the song on this album are there to prove he's an adult, not a teenie Disney star anymore.

Love Slayer!
Causin' nothin' but trouble babe,
and I want more of it.
Love Slayer!
Causin' nothin' but trouble babe,
and I think I love it!
She's a killer
Straight up, no feelin's
If you ain't heard about her,
She's a stone cold dream stealer.

 

Joe performing Love Slayer Live on Letterman at the Ed Sullivan Theatre

Her Kiss is Like A Rope And Chain

3 days.

 Three days until the actual release date of Fastlife. He leaked the album yesterday though, so I've heard full studio versions of songs I've heard him sing live. (I want to still be surprised on the ones I haven't heard yet.)

'Im going to tell you about a different song from the record that I've heard so far, everyday until October 11th. Sound like a plan? Cool.

Let's talk about Kleptomaniac. It is by FAR the craziest song I've ever heard. Whenever I hear it I wanna run around and dance like a psychopath (and 70% or the time I do)
 It's just crazy.  This is just a taste of the lyrics. I'm gonna make you wait until October 11th to hear the music though ;) Just buy the record! Buy $10 you'll ever spend I promise!

Oh, that girl can kill you with her smile.
She'll see you comin' from a mile.
So don't leave nothin' in your p-p-p-pocket! (P-p-p-pocket!)
Oh, her kiss is like a rope and chain,
she'll put that poison in your brain.
And there and nothin' you can do to stop it. (St-st-stop it!)

10-11-11

-Zo

4 More Days

Until the begining of a new age. Until the release of Fastlife. Maybe until a new and improved Zo. A proud Zo who walks with her head held high in the hallways. Keep posted, and definetly stay tuned for my insane fangirl explosion coming on Tuesday.

Who's Afraid Of The Dark?

This is an excerpt from a fanfiction I've been writing called Free Fallin'. I really love how the dream tunred out, so I'm going to share it with you all.

I’m running, and tripping over the front of the large, 1800’s style dress I’m wearing. I come to a large lake. There’s a small rowboat tied top a rock. I decide that’s the best escape for now. Whatever’s after me can’t get me if I’m out in the middle of the lake.

Once I reach the center, I stop and relax. I’m safe at last. But from what? I can’t remember. A second boat appears through the fog, and sends my heart racing. I pick up the oars, but sop when I see Joe. He’s dressed in the same 1800’s like clothing I am.

“Sarah Jane.” He breathes, and smiles warmly.

“Joe?” I question.
“
What are you doing out here?”

“I’m not quite sure.” I shrug, and brush a ringlet out of my face. Joe chuckles.

“I came to tell you that I know about your mother.”

“Oh.”

“You’re going to end up just like her.” He hisses. His tone has gone from friendly to icy in an instant. I’m stunned.

“What?”

“Your mother was a chicken. A fool. She didn’t love you, and she didn’t love your father. You’re just like her. There’s no point in being with you. You’ll never love me, just like Diana never loved Christopher.”

“Liar.” I shout. “I am not my mother!”

“You look just like her. You talk just like her.”

“I don’t think like her!”

“Stop playing pretend Sarah Jane. Your life will end just like your mother’s.”

“No I won’t!”


“Goodbye Sarah Jane.” Joe shrugs, and begins to row away.

“Joe! Come back!” I screech. But he doesn’t hear me. I feel my heart break, and I begin to sob in despair. The water laps against the boat, coaxing me. “No.” I tell it. “I want no part of you. I hate you. I hate you almost was much as I hate her.”

The water ignores me too, and continues to lap against the boat. Joe’s spiteful, horrible lie echoes in my mind.
“
You mother was a chicken. A fool. She didn’t love you and she didn’t love your father.”
The water looks very inviting just then. I stand up in the boat, pick up my skirt, and leap

I'm so ready for the Fastlife

SO GO OUT AND BUY IT FOLKS! OCTOBER11TH IS THE DAY!!!

Wake Me Up When September Ends (So it can feel like fall!!!)

So I've decided to make a list of things I love about fall. It's my favorite season after all.

• Everything smells like pumpkin spice. I'm not even kidding. My whole house smells like pumpkin spice candles. It's delicious.
• Flannel shirts. ('Nuff said)
• Ugg boots.
• Driving around and looking at all the leaves changing color.
• Halloween Oreos. We all know they're just better then regular ones.
• Pumpkin pie.
• Thanksgiving

When The Party's Over, How Will I Get Home?

I have that reputation. I'm a high school cliche, in most peoples eyes, and even in my own.

I'm the girl that helps everyone with everything. When your boyfriend dumps you, my shoulder comes out of no where, and is ready to soak up the tears.

Don't understand your biology homework? Come on over to Zo's desk, and she'll explain it too ya!

I get good grades for my parents to say "My daughter's straight A."

And that's great. I love making people happy and helping them feel better, and making my parents proud. There is a downside, because the other end of the cliche is that "I'm there for everyone, but no one is there for me."

When my heart hurts, no one knows what to say. When I don't know the answer, no one else does.  When I get a B, no one cuts me any slack.

I'm not complaining. I'm just saying, where's the fairness in that? I give my everything, and get not help in return. I don't want a friggin parade or anything. I just want support when I need it too. Is that so much to ask? I don't think so. It doesn't take much energy for me to help everyone.

Today's blog title is pretty fitting, huh? It's a line from a Christina Perri song. (She's the Jar of Hearts girl) The song's called Sad Song. It fits this occasion nicely.

-Zo

STOP

“In this world it’s so easy to hate it, but you should always remember that you were chosen to be on this earth” - Joe Jonas

I saw this on tumblr, and found it way to powerful not to post here. This doesn't just here because I want the Joe hate to stop. (But don't get me wrong, I DO) I just want hate to stop in general. Love everyone. Always

Oh How I Wish My Life Could Be, Zero Gravity

I always seem to be tripping myself. Yet I'm also always competing with myself. Well I guess not myself really, but other expectations of me. I'm supposed to be straight A, college bound, future changer of the world. At least according to my Mom. I'm not sure if that is  me anymore though. You see, I've grown up a lot over the summer. Like I said before, I don't act and think like a 14 year old girl. I never have really.

Anyways, back to tripping myself, I have a lot of fears. A fear of speaking my mind, even though I have a big opinion. A fear of asking for help. A horrible fear of failing, and not being good enough. A fear of my GPA slipping, or a B finding it's way onto my report card. I'm afraid of letting go, and being the person I want to be, instead of the "pleasing everyone" kind of girl I am.

I wrote a song yesterday. On the front steps of a church two blocks from my house. I got upset and stormed off. Before i knew it I had a verse and a chorus. Picture a really rocked up tempo in your head.

Whenever I rise above the ground
I always feel myself crashing down
It's this stupid law of physics
That requires a lot of doctors visits

One moment I'm soaring to great heights,
The next I gotta get up and fight
Just once I'd like life to be,
Zero Gravity
Oh
Zero gravity
I'll always wonder as I wander,
But in my heart,
The thought grows fonder
Oh How I wish my life could be,
Zero Gravity

Every Tear Drop Is A Waterfall

I apologize for the depressing posts I've been writing lately. Nothings been going my way as of late, and I've been venting about it all on here. That's not fair. You don't want to read about all of that!

Something I've realized lately, is that no one really sees 100% of me. At school you see 40% of the real Zoey Noel. At home, my family gets about 60%. What's that other 40% NO one sees you ask? Well that's a pure, untouched part of myself that I only see. Those are my thoughts, my unshared dreams, the quick wit and dry humor that doesn't show up on my twitter account or formspring. A part of me, I keep to myself because the world isn't ready for the entire Zoey yet. The only other person who maybe is, is well... my Joe Jonas cut out. He knows all my deep dark secrets.

I think I'm going to share one of those on here now, just because I trust you guys. But if a super judgemental plastic from my school reads this, then I'm screwed. I;m willing to take that risk though.

In my search for the real Zoey Noel, I discovered an odd fact about myself. If I had the pain tolerance, I'd love a tattoo. Not one of those cheesy cliche ones. Not mermaids, eagles, or "mom" hearts. Something that actually means something. Not act of defiance, or a reason to put cool art on my body Song lyrics. A Jonas quote. Words basically. Words are easy, and beautiful. I love to write words, and make something with them. A story. A picture may be worth 1000 words, but 100 words are worth so much more then a picture.

Does that make sense? Of course not! This is Almost O'Hara! Nothing on this website EVER makes sense! That's because I'm writing it, and this is my life.

Peace and blessings,

Stay Classy,

Zoey O'Hara Layne

PS (Like my stage name?)

PSS Do you like the blog title? I dig Coldplay. Did you know they're this generation's Radiohead? :p

I Can't. I'm Sorry, But I Can't

Today is one of those rip your hair out, and then go sob in the corner kind of days. I feel like a horrible person, and I feel sick to my stomach. I hate everything right now. This whole problem is because that title up there ^^^^^ is something I need to tell a person. If he doesn't just fully let go, I can't either. We're not being very fair to each other. If he keeps this up, there will be more days like today. When the guilt builds and builds, and then the dam bursts. I'm  the one left feeling guilty, while he just has heartache. It's a twisted circle I don't think I can stand anymore.

I'm the "you" in this song lyric.  I hurt him, and now whenever I say 'He's my brother! Gross! Incest is wrong you guys!' I twist the knife I put in his heart two years ago just a little bit more.

Maybe I'm over reacting, and he's fines. I know if the situation was reversed, I'd be feeling like that. It's days like today when I need an older sister to talk to, instead of a friend who's advice is, "Just go out with him and live happily ever after" (Obviously, she doesn't understand that the feeling isn't mutual)

I Want Your Lifejacket in Love

Greg Garbowsky is engaged to the beautiful and talented Paris Carney. I am seriously, so happy for them. I LOVE Paris' music so much, and I love Greg's music too. Basically, I love both of these people very much. Greg has always felt like my distant older brother. I don't really know why. He just has. Two people I love, in love. I'm so happy for them both, and I wish them the best. A happy life together and all of that.

Paris Carney fans, and Ocean groves fans should find the humor in this post title. If not you're lost. Sorry.

When Will My Life Begin?

I'm a Disney freak. I LOVE all Disney movies, but my favorite has to be Tangled. it's just so... I don't really know how to describe it! It is my dream to play Rapunzel in the Broadway production of Tangled. I can already sing all of the songs. I would also settle, whoever, for being Rapunzel at Disneyland. It would be equally AMAZING! I'd get to do this everyday!

AHH! I think that would be so cool!

Today, I discover Disney Couture. It's a bunch of really cool collector stuff, with really cool drawings of the Disney princesses. Wondering what I want for my birthday? A Rapunzel doll or a Belle, and pretty much, EVERYTHING ON THAT WEBSITE!

Where Are We?

Yesterday, my family decided to take a 45 minute drive to Enterprise for the Corn Festival they have every year. I had a feeling it wasn't going to be as much fun as my parents thought it would be.
I was right.

When we get there, we get yelled at by hillbillies about bringing our dog to the park. Then we bring my dog to the park, and the first thing he does is poop. My dad forgot to bring baggies, so we searched the place for any trash we could use to pick it up. We founds something, and after my dad picked it up, we realized there weren't any trash cans near by. So my dad had to put it in the porta-potty. This should 've been our first sign that the day wasn't going as planned.

We decide to bail, and get lunch as this really awesome burger place called Marv's. My mom and I went inside to buy the food, and were told there was a 45 minute wait for takeout. So we left, and decided to buy chips and drinks and stuff at a connivance store down the road. This was our second sign to turn around, and just go home.

Then we went to the lake. I hate the lake, so I sat in the car most of the time and caught up on my reading assignment for English. There was a bee outside that kept bugging my sister and Mom. I decided to go outside and bug them, because my sister and I had gotten in a fight earlier that day. I turned my iPod up full blast and started singing Kleptomaniac by Joe Jonas at the top of my lungs. Then, I went back in the car. Five minutes later, my mom screamed an ran in the car. The bee stung her in  the hand. This was her first bee sting by a live bee. That was our third and final warning, but again we ignored it.

"Let's take the back way home." My dad suggested. We all liked that idea. My dad knew the area pretty well, and we figured he could take us home okay. We were wrong. We drove around all day. We were hopelessly lost. Then, a small cloud came out of nowhere, and it started pouring rain. We has to pull over because it was so muddy we woud've gotten stuck. Then it started to hail, and my parents were getting scared. We were lost. It was pouring rain, and it was going to get dark in three hours.

We had seen tracks on a road a couple miles before, and we decided they must've been ours, so after the rain stopped, we started following the tracks, and we ran into Eugene. "You lost too?" He asked.

"Yeah. We were thinking this was the way back to Enterprise, so that's where we're headed." My dad replied.

"Oh no!" Eugene's wife said quickly. "That leads to a cliff with three cows on the end, and six feet of water underneath."

Our jaws dropped. Where the heck were we!?

Eugene seemed to know where we were, and he said we could follow him. He lead us into Slaughter Creek, and onto the main road. We were safe! Seven hours after leaving the lake, we were safe. It was so strange. If we hadn't have found Eugene, who knows how long we could've been out there.

I'm not a very religious person, despite the fact that I live in Utah. I was so freaked out about the prospect of spending the night in the car in the middle of no where, eating juice boxes and potato chips for dinner that I prayed. That's very out of character for me. I just prayed for us to be guided home safely, and about 15 minutes later we ran into Eugene. That was the first time in my life I've prayed, and gotten an immediate answer.

So that was my crazy adventure to the Corn Festival. And the biggest bummer, WE DIDN'T EVEN BUY ANY CORN!

-Zo

I Feel The Pain All Over My Body

When Joe Jonas sang I'm Sorry earlier this week, i was so excited. The second time I listened to it, I started bawling like a baby and thinking, "Joseph Adam Jonas, when did you start reading my mind?" I can relate directly to every single lyric on that song, which is different for me. I've never felt that before. If the songs about Demi (not that I really care, this is just an example) then I can relate to it in such an extreme way.

I was never a 'Jemi' supporter because I knew exactly what he was doing, the moment they confirmed they were dating. He gave in. Having a best friend that has a crush on you, is a delicate thing to deal with. Especially if the feelings aren't mutual. When I was younger, my guy best friend told me several times that he was sick of being just friend, He was "in love with me" as much as a 5th grader can be in love. Things became so awkward between us, I gave in and decided to try it. I hoped he'd either realize I wasn't right for him, or I would somehow start to feel the same.

Neither of those things happened. And a year later, we were in middle school, and things were changing. Couples were holding hands and hugging, not playing all the time at recess.That's when I knew I couldn't do it. I couldn't keep leading him on. It wasn't fair to either of us. So I broke it off. He pretended he understood, but I know he didn't. He was angry, and hurt.

Things have never been the same between us. There's a small, awkward wall we've both built. I quietly tell him about the guys in my life, and he brags about the girls in his.  At school, I'm known as "the girl who dumped ______ in the sixth grade for a punk ass skater. Which isn't really true.

I can't stand the super Jemi fans, because they remind me of some of my friends that always say I'll end up marrying my guy best friend because deep down we're still in love.  We're not. He's my best friend, and nothing more. I hate when people tell us we should get back together. I don't want too. I love him as a friend. I can't love him the way he might love me.

That's What I Go To School For

Well, school started on Monday. This week has made me sad. My summer is over. Now I have to be in school, with honors classes, no fun electives, and only one special someone who's "What I go to school for." Jonas fans will get the pun. I hate school, because i hate the social aspect of things. I'm shy, and nerdy, and I just have a hard time.

Ugh, I've been such a whiner this week. My poor followers on Twitter has to listen to my rants everyday, and now I'm dumping this junk on my blog readers too.

Sorry the whole v-log thing never worked out. My camera is broken at the moment, so I can't upload pictures or videos. I'm sorry!

Stay Classy

-Zo

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR JOSEPH! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

So, if you couldn't tell, today is Joe Jonas' 22nd birthday! I'm so proud of him, and how far he's come over the past few years. He's no longer the crazy, goofy, adorable 18 year old he was when I became a fan on The Best of Both Worlds tour. There's no more purity rings and skinny jeans (as sad as that is)

He's a grown up now, and he's come such a long way. He's finally telling his side of the story with Fastlife hitting the shelves October 11th. (I know the date changed. I don't want to get into THAT right now though)

I mean look at this!



That was on the tour where I first saw them. He was just barely 18.

This is him now...



So yep, there ya go. Stay classy all.

-Zo

Whoa!

So, I can't believe this blog has over 1,000 page views.  I'm feeling like Nick Jonas right now, blessed! This blog has really just been a venting tool for me, and a way to share my thoughts with my friends. Even though hardly any of my real life friends check this place out. (From what I can gather) Thank you so much! I'm thinking of maybe doing a V-blog later this weekend, just because I can? Okay. i think I'm going too. Before school starts on Monday.  So check back later. And thank you so much! :'D

Stay Classy,

-Zo

You'll Start Rolling Your Eyes As Soon As You Read This Post

Joe Jonas was on George Lopez last night! (See, I told you!)

He was charming, funny, and completely adorable! Anyways, just watch the interviews and see. He was great. Especially during the 'Simplier Times' bit. Oh! And for the record I am NOT the girl who sent them a dead shark. I may seem like  crazy fangirl, but I'm not that crazy!

Enjoy!