Redesigning a connection

So I've decided that the only reason I go to school now is to graduate in the summer with my friends. If I ha it my way, my friends and I would stop going to school now, sit around and gossip, eat food, and bitch until college rolled around. Instead, we sit on the balcony at lunch and do, well, pretty much that. I go to physics, gym, math, English, and so on and I honestly see no point in me being there. I feel that I've learned all I possibly can from high school and am ready to go on and study at college. Yeah, sounds like a typical case of senioridus to me. The only cure? Graduation. And crack... jk.

So I've also been working on senior ex, the dumbest piece of shit idea BHS ever came up with. Such a waste of time. Nevertheless I've decided to run a film discussion at the library in March. We'll watch a documentary (Religulous by Bill Maher) an have a group discussion to follow it. So I'm using my blog to plug my film club thing to the like 3 readers of this blog.. the viewing will be on either March 5th or 12th... I'll let you all know and it's free and there will be food... the only reason any one will go anyway. So tell your friends...plz. Thanks homies!

I came up with this idea that after graduation, our friends group will go to Maine at my aunt's cottage for a week to just celebrate our freedom. I cant wait. It will be so fun. I think about it a lot. It's gonna be really weird in college not being with these people who I've spent so much time with, shared so much with, and really love- once we go off to college. I think I'll have withdraws. Hopefully this trip will bring us closer if that's even possible.

Everything and nothing... a new concept

Today was one of the first days in a while that I've spent by myself. Tara had an all day Rainbow meeting in Bumblefuck,CT. As I was driving her there she asked me what I was gonna do today. I sat there for a bit. In my head I was like "What do I want to do by myself? I have no clue". I could sit in my room and watch movies and finish reading The Electric Kool Aid Acid Test. I could sit on the computer and watch hours of porn and go on Stumbleupon. I had no clue. So I said the first thing that came to my head. "I'm gonna go for a bike ride." In January. I used to ride my bike all around town. Once I got my car I rode a little less. Once Tara and I started dating I hardly touched the thing. Anyway so I dropped her off and went home. I ha already decided on the way home that I'd was my car first.I took it to this place where you pay $5 to wash it yourself in this garage where they have cool soap brush things and power washers. My car looks nice. Anyway so I got home, put air in my tires and rode without any idea as to where I would be going. I ended up riding through Pine Orchard and Stony Creek for over 2 hours. I got home exhausted, barely able to walk to the door. But it was worth it. For me the freedom and solidarity that comes with riding by yourself is just amazing. It's kind of a high really. I was all bundled up and probably looked a little sketchy with a hood over my head in all black I didn't care. So that was that. I'm tired of writing so I'll be back later. Bye

Lick your eye check your pulse

So now that I've been accepted to three of my top schools, I have a tough decision to make. Ideally, I would love to be as far away as possible. I want to get away from all the tension. I know that families fight and argue and quarrel once and a while. It's only natural. But it seems that in the past few months the whole dynamic of our house has gone into a downward spiral. Anytime anyone says something someone else is automatically on the extreme defense and they go off into a rage then someone else gets involved and there is usually one of us (not always me) who takes refuge in their room or living space to envelope themselves in something a little less hostile and, quite frankly, trivial. I think we all know what we want and what we expect from ourselves, each other, and life in general. And as time goes on, we all seem to be going on diverging paths. And cooperation, consideration, tolerance, and a basic concept of give and take seem to not exist here anymore. It's frustrating to say the least. I'm not going to say that I haven't changed a bit in the past couple of years, and who doesn't? It's natural. I know I've become a little more assertive and I'm starting to realize that I don't always have to be someone else's bitch, I can want and be a little selfish. It's normal. I think I'm just having trouble finding the boundaries. When is selfishness no longer at a reasonable level? When is it, isn't it OK to be selfish? It's a skill I'm working on, especially if I'm going to be sharing my life with someone for the rest of my life.

Wow, if you read through all that, you're a trooper.

I hope the midterms don't suck. I hope colleges that accepted me don't look at my grades after the midterm and go "Shit, this kid is lame" and retract their offer. An offer I've been anticipating for quite some time. I really do care about school. Next year school. College. Real school. Not high school.

I got into a fight with my Mom again about my room being turned into Katie's room when I go to college. I told her that if I'm kicked out of my room, then I'm going to stay with Tara or Robin for the summer and breaks. I know it doesn't seem like much, it's only a 12 by 14 room, but it's been mine for 13 years. I get easily attached to things. I've had to let go of cool, crappy cars that my Dad brought home that I fell in love with and I moved on. But this is different. This is the room that I hide in. The room I've decorated with the stuff I like, no one else. This is the room where I masturbate and the room I lost my virginity in and the room I laugh and cry and have heart to heart talks with and the room I blast my music, stand on my floor and give concerts to imaginary people to. This is the room I've studied in, the room I've done a lot of emotional poop. It's my safety zone and to think that it might become a bright purple girly skank room with pictures of Abercrombie models on the walls and skanky perfumes that cloud the once familiar smell of me and my stuff, it tears me up.

Oh Xmas tree oh Xmas tree lalala

Well Christmas is only a day away but it hardly feels that way. With all the stress and chaos that's been surrounding these past few months, it's been really hard to stop and get in on all the Christmas frenzy and mayhem. I hope that at least on Christmas eve I'll feel a bit jollier than I have been. It just seems like there is no real time to stop and do shit that I wanna do. Every time I get a free second, I'm flooded by thoughts of obligations, due dates, shit hanging over my head to do. So the only real free time I get is when I'm asleep, other wise I'm busy pleasing everyone else. I know I sound emo teenage girl esque but I don't really care. I'm tired and ready for vacation. I just want to relax and have some fun, read, and eat.

While I'm here venting and what not, I want to write a little ode to an old chum of mine, Eric. This year, Eric has been incessantly pestering me with his smug I'm better that everyone attitude and his pretentiousness. It bothers me a lot. Every time he opens his mouth in class I class I want to throw a desk at his dumb face. So, I tell him I hate him, I yell at him to stop talking when he says dumb, unnecessary comments, and yes sometimes I do mock him for other reasons. I do it because I care. I care that he is in my life. I care that he bothers me to no end. He adds unnecessary aggravation to my already aggravating life. So today he decides to "confront me" about our interactions. I say I just don't want to talk to him. He keeps at me. So I keep ignoring him. I certainly have better things to do with my time then to think about Eric Nemerich. I really do. And next year, when I go to school somewhere else, I wont ever see him. And you know what, I'm grateful for that. Eric, go away from me. The end.

That being said, I got into college!!! I cant believe I forgot to mention that earlier. I got into Green Mountain in Vermont, a school where I can read and study in peace, hang out with quite hippies, ski(something I miss doing), and go hiking. Oh and I can work on a farm as my work study. Dreamy. So yay, at least I know I'm going somewhere! I've wanted to go there for a while so it's kinda surreal that I actually got in.

If I dont post before Xmas, have a great, happy, Eric free Xmas!

Desire is the fire...

So I'm done done applying to college. I just have to wait. And wait. And wait. I just wanna be done with high school, real bad. I go there everyday and I'm just so done with all the petty shit, all the lame ass hats who wont even do anything useful after graduation. Caw!

I've been reading a lot more poetry lately, specifically from my postmoderns' book and more specifically Jack Kerouac and Lawrence Ferlinghetti. I've fallen in love with American poetry, it's so real to me somehow. But sometimes it kinda seems like I have a love hate relationship with poetry. I love reading it, and I like to think writing it is one way for me to express myself. But then I sit down with my keys ready to be punched at or my pen ready to scribe some great piece of beauty and symbolism. You know what comes out? Nada. Maybe I should smoke a doobie or something. I dunno. For now I'll just keep reading and enjoying other people's work; their woes, troubles, emotions, and sometimes fetishes( John Donne) lol.

I made a perty picture in art today! I wanna gold sticker considering I've been in art for the whole year and have not completed anything. I've been acting as McColl's special helper because apparently he's too sp-ed to manage a bunch of other sp-ed kids from horizons... and Coco. But even after dealing with those abject failures in photo believe it or not I still want to be a real teacher. I just cant wait. It's hard to explain. Maybe it has to do with my fascination with people and how we all exist in society.

Oh people are so interesting.

Lalala I'm in a new phase

SO, I sent out my college apps tonight. Enough said? Yeah, 6 schools in one night. I sent away my personal info, my ssn, and my money to 6 schools with 1 button click. My future now hangs in the balance, in the hands on 6 different schools. As MOgren would say "Ack!" Yeah so that was stressful as everyone knows. Now, like everyone else, I wait. I sit and wait. God what a torturous process.

College bull aside, it's Christmas time once again. Too bad it's bogged down by lack of money, time, snow, or stress management. I still have to go buy some presents and such. I'm a bad shopper and need help doing so. Anyone wanna help? I didn't think so :)I just want some more time.. this whole Xmas thing comes and goes too quickly..or not fast enough. I don't mean to sound emo cuz I actual love Christmas time, I love snow, I love the food and the trees and the presents and the coming together to be joyous and stuff. I love the concept. An now when this time rolls in I get nostalgic and think about how this time last ear Tara and I were in courting phase.. I took her hiking at the Supply Pond, we went to the Fantasy of Lights, we went to the Book Barn and to the movies and diner, and then we became a couple. I think it's my new favorite thing about Christmas. I know you'll all barf when I say that she was and will always be the best Christmas gift that I could receive, even better than the mini fridge. So yeah, not all emo.

Oh and I almost forgot, I've started doing yoga. I love it. I feel so relaxed and flexible and my posture is better and my digestion is better, I'm more centered, calm and it's great. I want a yoga mat now.

Goodnight everyone :)

Tonight everything is lowball

I've been thinking about the future almost daily. Lame sounding? Sure. But it's true, where am I going to end up in 4 or 5 years from now? I'll probable move back home and look for a job. But I want more than that. I want a home of my own, even if it's small and lame. I want to start being a real adult. I mean I already pay bills, have a job(a cushy one, but a job nevertheless), drive everywhere, and pay for a bunch of stuff on my own. I've been applying to colleges with little help from my parents and I mean, I think I can handle the so called "real world" that's been looming over my head for years.

I might have just listened to the same song two times in a row. I dunno.

I kinda had a mini meltdown a few days ago. It was weird. My mind just lost it's attachment to reality. I crawled into my room, under the covers, and cried. It was so different. I've been able to handle stress pretty well my whole life but the other night I felt that I might just spontaneously burst in the middle of my kitchen if I didn't go down to my room and just sit alone. Before I went to my room I made an announcement to my family... one member especially. I said that (this person) has no fucking sense of reality, of what the real world is like. People wont bend around your wishes and wants after you leave your safety bubble of our house behind. It just doesn't happen that way. I knew that, like always, my words fell on deaf(and dumb) ears. So after talking about my sister, my mom and dad, about colleges and financial aid and working and my report card and my chores for the week and stuff, I just went to my room and cried. Call me a girl but let me tell you, after I sat there and cried, I felt something. I felt like someone had clicked the refresh button on my mind. I felt okay. I continued to sit in my room, watch tv, some porn, listen to music, buy a cd on itunes, and go to sleep. It was something new and different. But now I just go about my beeswax and that's okay.

Now I just need to finish and apply to college and get into Elms or Keene or Green Mountain and then I can breath easy and finish senior year.

Then I can get smart and get my degree and get a job and a house and stuff and live happily ever after, right?

Sure. Doesn't sound too hard. One day at a time and so on.

I'm listening to Phoenix and I'm enjoying a night of Sean time. See ya.

My KEYS are BACK!

My dad, my hero, my savior, found my keys in the leaf pile in the woods at Coco's house. I was amazed, filled with happiness and relief and gratitude. I lurve my pops.

Coco's blogging again! My little fagilla (and Jew) is a blogger once more. I have to say, even though I talk to him daily it's nice to read what he really wants to say but sometimes cant. I know how that goes. I feel like I can write an essay that says all the stuff I'm thinking in class and while I read but am just too bleh to say out loud. Weirdness, I know.

I think I want to learn how to paint pictures. I dunno, I'm feeling creative. The only problem with art and me is that over the past few months I've become more of a uniform, organized person in terms of shapes, words, writing style, etc. It's weird for me cuz I've always fancied myself a sort of ah who cares kinda guy but now I'm very, OCD ish. Not full on but it's just that I know what I want. Anyway, I'm going to try painting along w/ the photography to try and offset the stress and craziness that surrounds my daily being. Ah 2009, end soon, plz.

I'm going nighty night now. I'm on the couch for the 5th night while Tara hides out in my room away from her swine flu ridden domicile. Bleh. Cya!

BLah bLah BLoG

The word stress doesn't even begin to describe the feelings that are brewing the the coffee I need to be drinking.

I. Am. So. Done. With. This. Year.

There is just so much shit going on at once that my brain isn't equipped to handle. I cant even think clearly anymore.

I need someone/thing to come into my life, take the stress and work that goes along with college and my future and put it in fast forward for like 4 years. Then I'll be happy. It scares me to death thinking and planning where I'll be next year, 4 years, 5 years, 6 years from now. I don't know. It's all foreign to me. I've lived in the same town for my whole life. I've had most of the same friends, gone to the same places in town, had the same job, for a long time. Now I'm told I have to just walk away from it if I want to be a success. I do want to be a success but I also want to slow down a bit, take it at my own glacial pace. Then I can know what needs to be done.

Deep breaths.

Slow down. There are 8 trillion words working their way into one thought bubble at once. I cant breath.

Slow.

Slower.

Ahhhh.

That'll do.

I'm held in her nest. I've calmed instantly. I'm high off of her essence. It too is foreign. But this newness is welcomed with open sores, open heart, and open soul.

I'm okay. Just tired, overwhelmed, nervous, stressed, pissy, angsty, and emotional. Also known as an 18 year old living in middle class America with middle class petty drama bull.

Next year will transform my whole being. For the greater good of my sanity.

I hope.

G'night!

It's my 1 year (sorta) Blogaversary!

That's right, I can make up words too! Anywhoosies, it has been a year since I made this blog o awesomeness. Looking back at some of the posts, I think to myself "Wtf was I on?" and "I really need a life." I can say that since I started this blog, some cool and different things have happened in my life. Here's a list so y'all can read it easier:

1. I'm now 17
2. I am no longer single :)
3. I lost 30 lbs (not on purpose... I had the flu for a month and couldnt hold my food)
4. I got a mini fridge
5. I went to Disney
6. I had an awful year in AP Fail (I mean Bio)
7. I went to Salem and Concord and Mystic and a bunch of other places
8. I got closer with all my friends
9. I might be a better writer (maybe)
10. I went to prom with the most purtiest date

If I didnt include anything important, PLEASE remind me. I have the memory of an 80 year old sometimes.

School isnt that bad this year... yet. I hate, hate, hate physics with all my soul. It sucks. On the bright side, I love English even more, AP style. AP, along with all my other English classes, has really helped me feel confident about wanting to be an English teacher after college. I've known this for a while, but now it's with a lot less apprehension. I do feel a little stressed/ overwhelmed with all the other shit we as seniors need to do. I still have to retake the SATs, do the ACTs, do my senior ex, apply to colleges, BLAHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHGGGHGHGH! But, I, along with everyone else, will get through it.

EHHHHHHHHHH

Well the summer is ovah. I feel like I haven't accomplished anything. I set such high expectations, try to plan so much in 2 months time. Then I am actually surprised when I haven't gotten anything I wanted to done. I wanted to go to Maine, Vermont, look at a few schools, go the the beach with all my friends for the day. I wanted to get my boat in the water and go around the sound with my friends, go to concerts, I wanted to do other things besides get up at 9 and spend my days inside a florescent lit building with my mom and bitchy aunt all day. I feel like I let myself down. I try to blame it on not having enough time but I dunno, it just sucks.

On the other hand, I was able to get a ton closer to the most special person ever. We had loads of fun together; I'd pick her up after work and we'd go back to my house and just lay in bed and talk and stuff. It was nice and it made this summer one of the best ones ever.

So we have to go back to school in 1 day. Great. I wanna sleep in and then blob around the house in my pjs and watch tv and read good books, not Crime and Punishment and hang out with Tara all day. Ehhh (hence the title). Oh well, such is life.
Night!

ps- expect more, frequent posts in the near future.

Blah blah continued

Wheres:

Where does your best friend live? Corn town
Where did you last go? Chilis
Where did you last hang out? my house
Where do you go to school? BHS
Where is your favorite place to be? location? maine or disney.. with Tara
Where did you sleep last night? in my bed

FIVE DO’S/DOES:

Do you like someone right now? I Love her
Do you think anyone likes you? I hope so
Do you ever wish you were someone else? no way
Do you know the muffin man? .. who lives on drury lane?
Does the future scare you? not really
FOUR WHY’S:

Why are you best friends with your best friend(s)? I was just asked that by him the other night... I like a challange
Why did you get a myspace? my cousin wanted me to have one
Why did your parents give you the name you have? 1, It's Irish like me and 2. It's from a John Lennon song my mom likes
Why are you doing this survey? why not?
THREE IF’S:

If you could have one super power what would it be?? mind reader
If you could go back in time and change one thing, would you? nahh
If u were stranded on a deserted island & could bring 1 thing what would you bring? Tara Lee
TWO WOULD-YOU-EVER’S:

Would you ever get back together with any of your ex’s if they asked you? haha what es's.
Would you ever shave your head to save someone you love? yeah

Blah Blah I should be reading

TEN HOW'S:

How did you get one of your scars? fell off my bike
How did you celebrate your last birthday? trick or treating
How are you feeling at this moment? antsy
How did your night go last night? boring
How did you do in high school? last year WOOO!
How did you get the shirt you're wearing? Wal-Mart
How often do you see ur best friend?when he hauls his ass down to B-town
How much money did you spend last month? a bunch
How old do you want to be when you get married? 24-25 ish
How old will you be at your next birthday? 18!
NINE WHAT'S:

Your mothers name? grumble. Mom
What did you do last weekend? Salem Mass!
What is the most important part of your life? being able to see my baby
What would you rather be doing? watching a movie with Tara
What did you last cry over? The Boy In The Stripped Pajamas
What always makes you feel better when you’re upset? listen to music or hugs
What’s the most important thing you look for in a significant other? trust, love, happiness
What are you worried about? not sure
What did you have for breakfast ? Frosted Flakes... they're Grrrrrrreat!

Have yous:
Have you ever liked someone who had a girlfriend/boyfriend? once or twice
Have you ever had your heartbroken? ehh
Have you ever been out of the country? nope
Have you ever done something outrageously dumb? sure
Have you ever been back stabbed by a friend? nahh
Have you ever had sex on the beach? no
Have you ever dated someone younger than you? currently
Have you ever read an entire book in one day? lots of times

SEVEN WHO’S:

Who was the last person you saw? my sister
Who was the last person you texted? Coco
Who was the last person you hungout with? my Mom
Who was the last person to call you? Katie
Who did you last hug? Tara Lee
Who is the last person who texted you? Katie
Who was the last person you said "i love you" to? non-romantically? Mom romantically? Tara


Are you happy with your life right now?
yes

I think it's safe...

I know its been a while but I've both busy and lazy and there's just not that much to talk about. I got to read Tara's Xanga poems tonight. They really opened my eyes to what a mature and simply( and complexly) beautiful person she really and truly is. This time last year, I was going to stupid parties with John and Hanna and Jason. They were fun at first... then everyone began to drink. I would watch, feeling like I was just some casual observer with a heavy heart. One night I was so desperate for attention or acceptance or I was just thirsty that I drank. It tasted like shit but I just drank. I was all clenchy at first but I let go. I needed it, I guess. I hated myself for it. I had no reason and every reason to crack open that can. I had fun, but I still felt drawn back. I was new to this but I ust went for it. Another time we were all at Hanna's and we walked down to the pond and one of them (my friends) pulled out a joint. I was almost going to go for it... all I wanted to be in the inner circle, to finally just unpack and unclench but unfortunately I have morals and decided to once again watch from the side. I may as well have just stayed home and watched porn or read. I just wish I could have gotten up the nerve to say what I wanted to say out loud, instead of writing it down in a stupid notebook. But I think in some cosmic way my lameness payed off. I truly cant imagine my self being any better than I am now. But I was lonely this time last year. I hurt a lot, all of the time. I tortured myself for years. It's like my hand was in the cookie jar and the mother figure (society) was telling me I could but my sense of reality slapped me on the wrist and said you'll ruin your friendship and any chance of.. I dunno. She called me at her convenience and I ran to her, literally. I would sit at home and watch her go out and come back hours later, having been social, and I, clammed up in my chamber of solitude (as my Dad calls it), waiting. I told myself to give it up but as we all know, it's easier said then done. We'd hang out, talk. But I think she'd sense me wanting to say what we both knew, but she's slam me to the ground like a sumo wrestler with those god damn words " You're like a brother to me." I would sit and smile and say "Yeah, sure." I would hang on to the shreds of hope for something a little less brother/ sistery and a little more relationshipy. It never happened. Now I'm over it. It was hard at first.
I'm over it. I'm completly over it, those feelings have melted away like the inlaid sled tracks on my yard from hours of fun in the snow.
Now I can truly say I am in love now in a way I thought didn't exist in the humans stash of hormonal chemicals. Tara, you make everything in my life whole and meaningful. You return the love I send your way and now, instead of watching, I'm involved. I've evolved, thanks to you. And as far as last summer, I'm just done with it. I don't want to watch, I've moved on. I just don't care anymore. I'm in love, in a love that is pure and two sided and real and the only thing I need to make me feel whole. I love you, Tara.

Wow, that's the longest/most person post ever for me. But, I'm glad it's out. I'm happy and I'm not ashamed of my life or it's potentially lame details. It's me, so there. Night!

You quench my heart and, you quench my mind

Well, it's been an uber long time since I've posted anything. There are two reasons for this; I'm lazy and I'm pretty sure no one reads the stuff I put on here. Any way, since the last time I wrote in here some things went down. I took the SATs and guess what, I'm still a board certified member of the S.S. Fail. Yup, I'm still Lookout Lobo. But I have the summer to study again for September, Yay. Also, I've been working a lot (gotsta pay off all those baby mama's I've got). He he he. I went to prom con mi novia and I was nice. I got to see her all purty in her red dress and I got to don a tux. Woot, you know how much I lurve dress up. It was the first time we got to go out since her month long grounding, which ends this Friday (hellz yeah!). Then we can go back to being "normal". I miss being able to hang out with her so she better not do dumb shit that gets her grounded any more!(yes, I'm telling you). So my sister's going away for Wed-Fri and I'll get to be an only child for a couple o' days. Ahhhhhhhh. So I'm off to watch DMB live and drink apple juice from my Spock glass. Good times:)

"Are you thinking holy shit holy shit a swordfish almost went through my head"

Yeah I know, it has been a few weeks. I've been a little busy, but mostly lazy, as you may have assumed. So a few things just to update y'all on whats been going on(if you actually care). School: It SUCKS! I'm ready for June 22nd. Friday we had the writer workshop thingy and it was loads. It really renewed my passion for writing, something I thought I may have been losing. In fact, it was just in hibernation. I really liked the poetry part. I'm quite the sensitive guy if I do say so myself (;.

We had an AP Bio test on the LAST UNIT! AHHHHHH! But now I get to fail one final practice test this week and then..done with the hard shit. Finally. My loathe for all things AP Biology will hopefully subside after this week. We'll see. I have the SAT on Saturday. Damn. I'm kinda nervous.. I've been hitting those fuckin prep books like they're the bible or something. It's amazing how dependent and obsessed we all get over this ridiculous. How can one test weigh so much on what I want to do with the rest of my life? I just need it to be over. It'll be a long week but once it's done I can rest. Sigh.

Enough of that. I'm tired of thinking about school. It isn't all that's on my mind..usually. And the funny part is, I want to be a teacher. Go figure. Maybe I'll be a writer first. I kinda want to be a journalist for a while. I want to at least try it out. We'll see.

I'm off to bed. To bed I said.
PS- That's not my name. Or is it?

Bones, sinking like stones

Howdy y'all. Since awhile ago I've been doing pretty much nothing. I finally went to Vermont this past weekend. It was loads. It felt nice to just go have fun, relax, and forget that I still have a shit load of AP Bio work due by Thursday (which I still need to work on). I got to go for a really nice long hike Sunday down some back roads and side trails near the place where we stay. It just felt right being there. It really furthered my desire to go to school up there post high school. The area is just so nice and serene that I find it hard to be stressed about anything once I breath in that mountain piney air. Good stuff.

I'm also feeling restless lately, a direct result of April vacations fast emergence on the calendar. I could go for a week of no school, a week of sleeping till noon every day and then doing nothing for a few more hours. Yeah, I can see it now and I'm liking it.

I'm off to write some essays. Yay. :(

I busted down the pretext

Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth? I guess

Where were you last night? My house after my job at the docks

What is today's date? 3-26

Who was the last person to call you baby/babe? I think they know

When you're at the grocery store do you use the self checkout? Nah, I'm too lazy

Anyone crushing on you? I think so...

What is your relationship status? Sorry ladies, I'm taken

Has anyone ever sang to you? Yeah

Has anyone ever given you roses? No

If you were abandoned in the wilderness, would you survive? Hell yeah, I'm Survivor man' bffl

Who do you text the most?: Actually, my sister

How do you make your money? Whoring myself to pretty much anyone & I'm a guybrarian

First person to text today? My sister

What is your favorite color? Blue

What color are your eyes? Brown

What is a compliment you receive often? Man, you one sexy motha shutchomouth

How tall are you?: 5-9

Who was the last person to say they loved you and when? Tara, sometime today

Do you like your parents? Love 'em

Do you secretly like someone?: Not really a secret

Who was the last person you said you loved on the phone? Tara

Where is the furthest place you've traveled? Florida

Which do you prefer, to eat or sleep? I have to choose?

Do you look more like your mom or your dad? Mom

How long does it take you to shower? 15 minutes ish

Can you do splits? It aint pretty

Are you flexible? Nah

What did you do on New Years Eve? Hung out with my neighbor

Was your mom there? For some of it

Can you speak any other language than English? Kind of Spanish

What is the last letter of your middle name? K

How many hours of sleep did you get last night? 7

Do you wear your seatbelt in the car?: Always

Are you scared of flying? No I do it once or twice a year

What do you sleep in? My boxers and tshirt

Who was the last person you kissed? She knows who she is

Do you like funny people or serious people? Funny and serious

What are you listening to? Pearl Jam-State of Love and Trust

What jewelry do you wear all the time? None

What do you have planned for tonight? Nada

Is the last person you kissed older than you? Nope

Do you have a favorite item of clothing? Not really, just any plaid

Last movie you saw in theaters? Watchmen

Last thing you ate? Yogurt

What was last thing you drank? Orange soda

Are you happy right now? Yeah

If you could have one thing right now what would it be? Idk

Who makes you happiest right now? Again, she knows who she is:)

What were you doing at midnight last night? Sleeping

Are you left handed? Nope

What was for dinner tonight? Pasta and sauce

What is the last thing you thought about? What should I put on my blog?

As you pry, I thought that I’d forgotten

I know it's been a while since I've blogged (damn new verb). Let's see, what have I done since the last post. Well, not too much. I took the CAPT exams after a lot of confusion and retardedness amongst the faculty. I'm pretty sure they made the re-takes easier for us special juniors because they figured we're just too lazy to actually apply ourselves the second time around, so why bother failing them again?

Since then, I went with Colin and Mike to see Watchmen. That movie was awesomeness. Very graphic but very cool and with a plot that was actually vaguely interesting. Fun times ensued. Also, I've discovered a new love, Ocean State Joblot. As you all may or may not know, I love cheap stuff. This place is a cheap stuff goldmine. But every time we go, we see teachers from either Walsh or the high school. I think we're being followed. I saw my seventh grade Spanish teacher today whilst purchasing cheap but yummo soda. It was both weird and awkward. But apparently her and my other old teachers still talk about me. I didn't know I was so popular/special. Haha! So yeah, that's been fun.

I've also discovered a lot of new music these past few weeks. I've gotten into about 4 new bands. I have a little bit of music ADD, I get bored with the same songs on my iPod. Listening to lyrically rich songs has really sparked my desire to write creatively again. It has been a nice release for me in the past and now I feel a lot of inspiration. Maybe I'll share with y'all sometime. But for now you'll just have to deal with my regular blogging. See ya!

PS- Enjoy one of new bands I've "discovered"!(with some Darryl Hall mixed in for a nice seasoning...ooo!------http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rQ01i0xIgCo

And love...Wish the world could go again with love

All I have to say is wow. Branford High is probably the most special (not the good kind) place EVER. I really cant wait to go to college now. Hopefully, once there, I can escape some of the redonkulous bull that high school holds. If I hear CAPT one more time, I may need to go find the inventor of CAPT and kick his ass. I mean, damage would be done. I would be like that chimp who attacked that lady, I'd go ape-shit. It's just such a waste of time, every one's time for that matter. Why we cant just go take the classes we want and forget about how to find the amount of days it takes Venus to rotate around the sun in earth hours or some bullshit like that is all beyond me. So yeah, CAPT can kiss my fat, white ass.

Also, since my last post I found out that I'm not going to Vermont until April 3rd. Yeah, I pretty pissed. But at least I'll get to go. Also, I'm going to see Watchmen on Saturday which looks pretty awesome. I love those kinds of movies so that should be a good time all around. Maybe tomorrow I'll drag Tara back to Ocean State Job lot to get some more 88 cent soda..I'm drinking the last one as I write this. So yeah, weekend is needed, even through we had a snow day and a mini day. Which reminds me, me neighbor and I made THE best sledding track on my hill ever. It'll be hard to remake that one. I was awesome and I wish I spent more time on it. Oh well, life goes on. I'm off to finally write my last AP Bio essay. See ya!