someday you will die and somehow something else will steal your carbon

i had a dream i was awake but then when i went to sleep i had amazing dreams but whenever i woke up i was in a horror-movie-esque setting. i tried pondering what this could mean, but i decided first that talking about one's dreams is dumb and second that it probably means nothing un-emo.

hot emo.

i'm listening to m.i.a.'s arular, arcade fire's neon bible, modest mouse's we were dead before the ship even sank, and the beastie boys' the mix up. ah like them all. i got them from olivia's amazing house. her house also got me to stop drinking english breakfast tea and start rocking my old chai self. score.

is your house burning down or is there frankincense about?

i want to sex your cat. on your bed. BAHAHA.

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anyways. i feel like shit.

i better not have permanently hurt my back. oh hell no.

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chuck norris.

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i'm at the brewpubbery with my compatriots, i'll be back in a jiffy.

goddamn

sheeple, all listening to the weather. stand outside. 5:00. not snowing. OH MY GOSH, GUYS, CANCEL ALL OUR PLANS.

stand outside. 6. yeah, it's snowing. there is enough that i can only see most of the grass. oh dear. this has never happened before. are we safe? it's.. oh goodness..

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modest mouse was amazing. christ christ christ. they played so many songs but curfew is curfew. i hate the default encore.

my throat hurts. it smelled like weed WERY BAD. mostly from screaming the lyrics. i need to get the new album THIS VERY MOMENT.

they didn't play dance hall. i'm listening to it a million times to compensate.

do not wear isaac brock hats. ever.

i need to learn to play banjo.

i never got to say goodbye to tuiggy.

andre was there. my parents wouldn't shut up about how goddamn cool he is. are we the only people who think his old man was better than udae as the translator? it was like.. more creative. and andre himself is cooler. i sound like them. ahem.

i scarf you back.. TENFOLD

if you win, i get the prize. if she wins.. i get the prize.

assume

do you all think you know what that really meant?

it would be hard for you to tell who either person was, and also obviously whether it was actually a sad comment or not. i'm happy, kay? it's not a pity fest because that last post had nothing to do with anyone you guys [gh people, i mean, js knows it =]] know. stop assuming that was bad, anyways. it's an inside joke, i was talking to some people i know and i wast just blogging about them. i didn't feel like typing it all out.

my blog's not for you.

cool it.

guess what i figured out

you + her = nobody loves chamberlain

someday

new favorite song:

jeff buckley
lover, you should have come over


it's got really good lyrics. like all of his songs. i can't believe he's dead.

[[i put it in my profile for you, you know.. i never really have thanked you, have i?]]

the whole world

i am going to hockeytown cafe tonight to watch the REAL game.

goddamn football.

i guess most people don't know i love hockey.. anyhoo.

if any of you wants to come, call me. mkay? i want someone to hang out with.

tic tac toe

landmark.

i said those things, i did those things.




maybe it's just me, that's all.


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kachao.
scarf.
finally.
not too shabby.
wait until
i see
the look
on
her face.
then my life
will
be
complete.


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come on take a step towards me
so you can figure me out


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or two, or eleven, or twenty-three, or simply none.


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i slept in it.


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hey, shadow.


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stay out of them, because they belong to me.

but you can stay in that for the whole weekend if you want to [please?]


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shuffle


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reshuffle


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frozen glass


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reshuffle

misinterpretation

well, here goes anyways.



i've waited hours for this
i've made myself so sick
i wish i'd stayed asleep today
i never thought that this day would end
i never thought that tonight could ever be
this close to me
just try to see in the dark
just try to make it work
to feel the fear before you're here
i make the shapes come much too close
i pull my eyes out
hold my breath
and wait until i shake

but if i had your faith
then i could make it safe and clean
if only i was sure
that my head on the door was a dream

i've waited hours for this
i've made myself so sick
i wish i'd stayed asleep today
i never thought that this day would end
i never thought that tonight could ever be
this close to me

but if i had your face
i could make it safe and clean
if only i was sure
that my head on the door
was a dream

whooooooo [[are you]]

homework music: (see fig. a)

(fig. a)mylo



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twiggy gave me 13 cds. i'm importing one a week.

krafft gave me an itunes card.

nina made me some mocha cupcakes (and a card) with chocolate chips on top. dee-licious.

melanie gave me a card, which was very sweet.



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concert tonite. i'm hella nervous for my solo. but it will be SO MUCH FUN.



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see you guys monday.

happy birthday

i have been blogging a lot lately. iono if you can call it blogging with how short the posts are, tho.

it's 7:11. that's my 5th favorite time. heehee. well.. yea. i guess i should go to school. maybe i'll finish later. doubt it tho.

i got a note on my locker!

i'm tired. i slept in the car.
i get math. i don't get latin.

i haven't worked on english at all, and i have it tomorrow. or maybe thursday or friday. let's just say i have it tomorrow.


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i keep playing night after sidewalk. i broke a string though. damn.

pattern

why, yes, they DO mess up friendships.


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cedar point was awesome. the lines were crazy. but the lines were.. entertaining..

the past year

i'm such a fucking manipulator.

hey.

50th post. that went by.. quick. except it took like 15 years. not sure how that worked out.

let's start yesterday.

birthday party for my cousin. it rocked. we just ran around in the woods. we had a bonfire and played night games, plus glo in the dark football. i was the only one who caught it, but also the only one to get hit in the face.

oh, and their apple tree didn't do so hot this year, so we had all these tiny apples all over the ground and we had an apple fight! it rocked. i carried mine in my shirt though, and now i'm all itchy because there's a lot of mosquitoes there. a LOT. and besides, running around shirtless in the woods anywhere is pretty dumb.

so i got back at like 11, and then read til 2. i'm reading this amazing book, like a hole in the head, about this girl who's.. nvm. it's awesome. it takes place over at least a week and the girl doesn't sleep, she's always drinking and buying coffee and pills and so when you're done you're like "i have such a HEADACHE" because you get really into it because it's very.. actioney. she's a regular person in some crazy situation and she's making stupid choices. i like books like that. the woman didn't write any more books though.


dance tonight. should be awesome. i hope that thing that's going to happen doesn't happen because it would be awkward, not allowed, and just.. unnecessary. first high school dance. i wonder what that's like.


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i just finished it. fantastic. it's been too long since i read all day.

happiness

at what cost?

love at first BUILT IN ISIGHT

this is my new baby. 24 inch screen. except it's not really my baby.

my AUNTIE SARA is moving in. well.. she's already moved in, as of 5 minutes ago. this is her computer too, and my mom's. amelia likes playing with the remote, too. i like playing with the camera and.. taking screenshots.. WE'RE GOING TO WATCH THAT SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS MOVIE. I KEEP MAKING MISTAKES I THINK BECAUSE THIS KEYBOARD IS SO SO SO BREAUTIFUL AND I LOVE IT. see, caps lock. =] what did i tell you!

all right. putting the thing in the SIDE SLOT..





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such a cool movie. kind of bad script, but the sets and costumes are all really cool.

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orientation was pretty pointless and there was nothing for the parents to do except like... socialize. james doesn't like socializing. neither do i, really, it's kind of fake and forced, but whatever. we got most of my books, too.

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i love working at the shop. always good music, cool people, fun.. money.

dinner at grandma's tonight. i made NECTARINE BLUEBERRY [bluebry] CRISP! .. or something like that.

faulty conscience

we went to tracy gallup's house today for dinner. lydia aiken's mom, the 2006 senior. they have such an amazing house. really awesome dinner, too. lydia made it and she's vegan so... yeah. and dessert. peaches and blueberries and this really good walnut almond.. thing and TOFUTTI.

and sudoku.

and talking to lydia about greenhills. i like going over there. they have kittens. little gray ones with white boots. they're calm, too. i want at least one kitten so bad. i will love him and cuddle him and i will call him george. except the girls are calmer. whatever. GAH.

it's not going to be easy hiding this

but i'm gunna try, and thus NOT TELL YOU.

today was amazing. except i had to have steve check out my hamstring. i probably won't play monday, but hopefully by tuesday.

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after practice i hung out with diana for a while and talked. i really, really missed talking to diana. we went into mrs. ward's room and talked to her. i was in there for about 45 minutes, because diana left with haley but nina came. she's such a cool teacher. we looked for mr allen and mr jones but they weren't there.

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nina and i walked around the school, found meredith, and walked outside and sat in the library courtyard and sat on that bench and talked. meredith had to go, but came back when marion found us, and we just hung out. it was super muddy, and meredith was barefoot. we tried to throw her in the mud, but she didn't want to.

i hate walking by john and having him completely ignore me. i figured maybe he wouldn't hate me, but i guess i was wrong.

with a spork!
..in the nude

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see ya at SCHOOL. can't wait for the rafting trip =]

oh. em. eff. gee.

i updated marion's blog for her since she hasn't in a while. i changed her profile, there's a link at the bottom of her info. go check it out.

take II

i came back to michigan today.

i'm posting my schedule. tell me what classes we have.


latin II - michael powers
english I - kelly williams
choir - benjamin cohen
foundations in civilization - nereida nazzaro
jazz band I - neil donato
geometry honors - DR roohi baveja
intro biology - martha friedlander


so that's THAT.

i have soccer, more later.

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soccer was pretty fun. more running than in ohio, that's for damn sure. it's refreshing being able to have the ball without high expectations and just pass it away. i miss being forward though. maybe if we are ever winning by a lot i can play up there but i doubt it. whatever, it's still soccer.

i made some cool dinner with my mom. mango salsa on some tofu and beans and rice and onions with cumin and then some chilled avocado soup. i fried some pieces of tortilla and put that on there. it's a cool cookbook. the avocado stuff sounds nasty but it was good.

just hangin out. i wanted to hang out with aj but i cant because apparently hanging out with him without his parents is a big nono. even though i could ride the bus to ann arbor and then see a movie and then eat dinner there with some girl i pick up [which i wouldn't] and then come home at 8 if i wanted to.

who wants to see bourne ultimatum with me? soon?

visionary.

i built my brother the coolest train track. he'll end up "blowing it up with spiderman with a bomb and superman is bad BOOMBOOMBOOMMMMMM" by the end of the day, but it's still cool. i used all the pieces and everything.

i'm wearing pants because it's raining. good. i hope it stops lightninging before soccer because i can't STAND a cancelled game. NOOOO. and we're going to kick their asses because they're not the most talented group of children.

but not by too much.

anyways. i retuned my guitar back to the normal kind and i'm learning a lot of new songs at once. they're all too boring compared to what i had been playing. i need to start writing again.

well, i guess we're going to CHUCKY CHEESES' [i love spelling it that way. usually at least one sheltered child with fond memories corrects me..] so i have to leave now.

perfect teeth

all turning, interlocking, propelling everything towards the end. even the smaller workings have an effect on the greater scheme and the daunting large ones only serve the tiny purpose. hundreds of thousands of perfect teeth, propelling everything towards the unkown. why is the unknown so hard to accept? fear alone should not justify pride.

i hope at least meghna gets it. meghna. looking at facebook, one wonders why she hasn't been on oprah or something based on sheer popularity and the general assumption that she's obviously the world's next supergenius. let's hope she figures out a way to grow dark chocolate m&ms on trees, because i have a serious craving for them right now.

that was random.

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today i relaxed because i was super sore from the soccer game [one of these posts i won't mention it, i PROMISE] and because it's hot enough to turn heather's dad's pool into a bathtub. 100 degrees, at the lowest today. we went to geneva for a while, which is a chintzy little strip with mini golf and crappy plywood signs.. but we ate lunch at ferrante, which is this winery. one with actual GRAPES on the vines outside, you know. real pretty, real tasty. i got some pasta with peppers and white wine creamy sauce. delicious. oh, and a salad.

then everyone took a nap so i was bored.

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i got back into reading the dark tower. it's really, really, really, really sad. but extremely well written. i hate stephen king. it's not as though i'll stop reading his artwork. so sad.

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AHH! hehehe. WHOA!! hehehe. AHH! hahaha!

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a moving removal
omniscient, reminiscent
remember, regret, forget
it's like the three step plan for recovery, right thur. ha.

i'm in a weird mood. the kind where you can be creative and look back lovingly on how genius you thought your own dumb remarks were. i also like pretending to be so emo i'm poetic.

not that it was poetic. WHAT THE HELL, i'm still keeping it.

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comment me.

kleptomaniacally challenged

soccer practice sucked. it was really hot so no one wanted to run. i did a lot of running, but then i waited until the end of practice to go throw up in the bathroom. i can't run for a straight hour with no water in that heat.. i guess it was smarter to slack off? less puking anyways.

we watched the game that came after our practice then and it doesn't look like we will have any problem with THOSE teams.. hehe. we might have a good record this year. definitely winning. i hope. but i can only stay for four games out of eight.

done with my obsession. more later.

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wow. at the soccer game there were people behind us from the other team.. our age, you know? one of them can't read. one of them has less vocabulary than my little brother. the other is intellicent but has absolutely no idea that i completely made fools of them all when they tried to fight with my friend and i. it was hilarious, because he was like WHAT'S WITH YOUR VOICE, YOU'RE SO GAY. and i said "what's your name?" and he's like "joe!" and i said "what's your favorite color?" "..uhhm.. red.." "now what, joe, did you just call me?" "OH YEAH, A FREAK!" "right." my friend's laughing. he's talking to one of the other ones. "you know, his brother has a bigger vocabulary than you." he's like "huh?" "i can't believe you don't even comprehend that." "um.. what's that mean!" i laughed and told my friend that the irony was killing me. the kid asked why we were making up words.

hmm..

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my parents keep going to bed at 9.

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i can almost play "night after sidewalk" by kaki king all the way through! i have all the parts, but the transition is hard. it's a really good song.

entropy

i just edited. at the bottom. go read it. i would have made a new post, but i like this title. finally, i have a "meghna" title. HA. try your best. except i just changed the horrible blog title that was only there for a day. in your face, childish[ly] nonsensical[ly] unfortunate[ly] desire[able]s. HA. that wasn't me.

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we are having soccer practice every day pretty consistently. i love riding my bike. today it was pouring rain all through practice and then it started raining even harder when it was time to ride back.. fun stuff. so i rode no hands with my headphones around my neck and spraying mud everywhere, singing. i got some weird looks.

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i just kicked lauren's quizz's [ha] ass.

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i can't wait for high school.

i can't wait for soccer games. maybe they'll be less fun because we aren't as good this year.. although, in a lot of ways, we're better. a lot better. i don't know.

i can't wait until i say something you don't all know. comment anyways.

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maya, that's not what i was referring to. i wasn't talking about a "secret" or anything like that.

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i have a song stuck in my head.

this is the first day of my life
i'm glad i didn't die before i met you
so if you wanna be with me
with these things there's no telling
we just have to wait and see
but i would rather be working for a paycheck
than waiting to win the lottery
besides, maybe this time it's different
i mean i really think you like me

oh, and.. you have no idea. seriously.
"we all know, josh, jeez, we could all tell.."
no, you seriously have absolutely no idea.
except one person. who doesn't seem alive.

it's hard to believe....

high school musical is SO BAD. so bad.

sorry.

okay, really. it's getting old..

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casino royale is next.

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i'm really confused. i'm really, really confused. DAAAAAAAAAAAAAMNNN ITTT. i'm beginning to wonder how many promises i'm going to have to make before.. god..

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MAYBE WE'RE GETTING PUNK'D!!

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camping was pretty fun. "canoeing" sucked. but then heather and my brother got out and walked and stopped stressing and so my dad and i were fine. we didn't tip at all. the people with us tipped within 5 seconds, and their entire canoe was full of water. they put their canoe 15 feet into the rapids, sideways, and waited for their dad to get in. didn't help that the girl was being a humnifuh.

sitting around the fire with my dad at midnight was the best part.. he was telling me stories about this national geographic guy.. i can't make it sound cool. it was REALLY QUIET. and pitch black except for the embers of our fire. you could clearly see the milky way.. it was really pretty.

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see you guys. comment.

good day.

mostly because i figured out why meghna says "a great deal".

hop a hop a hop a hop a

ah, so stephan spent the night and that was cool.

"stop shooting your gun, it is killing me."
"no, see, i was shooting the guys around you so they would go away."
"you just shot me."
"good point."

we rode around ALL DAY TODAY. to the lake, to get slushies, and onion rings, and crap like that.

i finally talked to nina. i hope everything.. yeah.

more later.

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it's later

i'm in michigan. yay.


this is by that fountain in ann arbor. it's where my mom's art fair spot is going to be. there are a bunch of fairs.. but she's in the good one.


i cropped amelia out. she was looking away.


whoa! it's.. it's.. i can't believe i just posted a picture of myself on a blog. completely unheard of. oh well.


this makes me happy. putt putt!


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no one told me i had a broken link in the last post. meghna, darling? where WERE you on that one?

kidding.

i'm in love, you see.

i have to tell you this before you make assumptions, patrick duggan [jswiss...]. it's meghna rao. heehee.

but only because she showed me the best song ever. it's on my myspace, should you care to look.

today rocked, mkay?

my brother woke me up at 9 and is like NATURE HUNT NATURE HUNT me: huh... him: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

so we drive a few hours into pennsylvania, and it's all these hills and trees and rivers and we jumped out, ate a picnic lunch, and hiked. we found this waterfall, and it was maybe a vertical half mile to the top. it wasn't straight up, though. it was just flowing down through mossy rocks and in this awesome forest. i'm tired because all i did was climb straigh up the thing, on all the rocks, slipping,laughing, ya know. heather and my bro and dad took the paths mostly. i was hanging upside down above the water and i saw this cool little salamander crawling on the rocks i was hanging onto, right next to my left shoe, but i couldn't grab it.

i love mountains.

i read past the boring part in my book, and so now i'm booking [hopahopahopahopa].

i've just had a stunning revelation. i haven't been invited to a single chat.. in.. i honestly don't remember. HA. eat it, world. GRR.

meghna and i are arguing about mental disorders. in a good way. also whether i have any. myth: plausible.

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OH YEAH. and that song? the video's on their myspace. watch it. NOW.

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cool whip.
cool hwip.
cool whip.
cool hwip!
you're eating hair!

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he drove them into a great singing force that seemed to go through them like a wind, turning them into something as insubstantial as a thought, or a dream in the head of some sleeping god.

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and with that.. i'm out. thankee-sai.

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just kidding. you can get a BIB with that on it! AH!

finally.

psychic spies from china try to steal your minds elation
the sun may rise in the east but at least it's settled in a better location
space may be the final frontier but it's made in a hollywood basement
earthquakes are to a girl's guitar, they're just another good vibration

that's rhcp, californication.

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we woke up and went out to eat breakfast. there was this really good omelette that had peppers and mushrooms and brocolli and this sweet orange sauce that went on top of it. it was delicious.

we went home and stayed inside most of the day, just ch'laxing. yes, that's how you spell it. played some video games with my dad, called some people. you know. boring, cool.

austen's coming over. i haven't seen him in forever, as in the end of last summer. we're not planning on sleeping. too many bags of spicy chips, too many two liters, too many video games, not enough barefoot muddy soccer, and maybe sleeping out in the tent. then we could be slightly louder.

i need to go to bed. i keep getting more and more tired. so tired that my eyes start spouting tears because being open doesn't make them happy. i'm in a great mood but my dad says: WHY ARE YOU CRYING and i say: BECAUSE OUR LIVES ARE DOMINATED BY MACHINES AND MONITORS! and he is like: WHAT and i just say: MY EYES HURT!

that was entirely random.

you're only 75% ICPO, don't worry about it.

sarcastic hypocrisy. glorious.

sola lingua bona est lingua mortua.


most people are other people. their thoughts are someone else's opinion, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.

-oscar wilde.

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i woke up at noon. i don't know why, because i didn't go to bed very late.. but i woke up then, then my dad and heather left for home depot. i rode my bike to my friend's house and the library and everywhere he usually hangs out but didn't find him. i think he died. or was just gone, that's another possibility.

so i played soccer at the park alone for a while. i had to wait for the girls who were doing running drills. they had to do them in the middle of the soccer field too, so i had nowhere to shoot. the field next door is actually twice the size, and there's not a single person trying to use it! joy of joys!

i helped my dad rip shingles off the roof of the shed thing and put them in the dumpster. heaviness. ow.

the whole time i have been here i have been playing with my brother the entire time we have both been home together. literally. except when he tells me i'm not his brother and to go away or something like that. i took a day off. putting it mildly, i was.. accosted.. for it. my dad's sort of caught in the middle, but that's not my fault.

shh, jenny, if someone wanted to know, they would read it. you don't have to tell anyone.

then i talked to marion [and clementine!] for an hour and a half or so on the phone, which i haven't been able to do for a while. i tried speaking french and they laughed at my american accent. apparently it was adorable. i doubt it. i was made fun of for that, but maybe it was "adorable" too.

that was cynical.

so i had an okay day. my knee feels better, so i will be able to play soccer, unless i get hurt again. speaking of which.. i hit my shin in 4 places today, and i hit one of the places twice. with the same thing. which was a fence. i'm becoming incredibly clumsy. let's just be safe and call it disastrous, shall we?

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oh, and you know what's really badass?
kaki king has long nails on both her hands. it makes me happy.

right. comment, mkay?

this was.. wonderful.

no sarcasm, either. it was so cool.

it looks boring, but it only gets boring near the end. here goes.

paddy sent me some "playa hatah" texts today. that was exciting. except i didn't know it was him, so someone else gave me his number. he thought he was so smart, doing it anonymously through a text. he texted me about my obsession with marion and diana [diana, who i really don't like anymore] and how they are all i talk about. because paddy and i are just the closest of friends and we talk all the time. are you puzzled, too? anyways. i only swore once in eight texts and he typed two. mostly he just called me gay and mature stuff like that, but i used actual evidence. you know, the true kind. the type of thing that isn't just shouting "GAY GAY GAY" and that makes him just shut up and stop flattering himself with the notion that i would care about someone afraid to tell me their name. someone with such a lack of creativity. it kind of hurt, that he couldn't put the effort in to think of a better waste of my time than that. it made me really happy, though, because i like laughing at people who try to make me pissed off and fail miserably.

my dad wondered why i was laughing, but i didn't think he would understand.

then i did some work outside. heather is going to paint the bottom of the house [those ugly cinderblocks] so i had to scrape all the chipping paint and sweep all the spiderwebs and grass. that took a while.

but we have a soccer net in our backyard now [i built it!] and it's not full size but it's pretty close. taking about a hundred shots a day has made me a lot better. i don't know how long it will last if i stop, so i'm planning on not stopping until the soccer season starts. i'm thinking about having someone help me move it into the unused field next door. then i would have a little bit of room. it's still a lot of fun, though. whatever.

ohio

not much to say, really.
reading, soccer, hanging out.. video games..
i didn't know jenny read my blog. thanks for telling me! sheesh. anyways.


why is the word "suicide" used so loosely lately?
not by me, jenny. don't worry.

seriously though. not to say it's not serious. it just seems like such a viable option to most people. how profoundly fucked up.

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i didn't just write it for you. i just care, that's all. <789 "D

firsts and lasts

oh, wow. today was mixed but very mostly good. after school was fun. we played soccer for a while and that was cool. i can't wait for the summer team in ohio. then i mostly hung out with meredith which was cool. we sat up in a tree while we waited for my mom to come and get me and talked for a while about something besides drama. i have to say, sitting up there with her in the breeze and just talking like friends made me really happy. taking a break from the stress and stuff.

then i had my last guitar lesson for a while. stupid ohio. i mean, not really, but yeah.

i'm chewing on a guitar pick. i'm really not stressed, but subconsciously i might be. i gotta learn english. i hope i don't break this, it's really nice.

i have been listening to a lot of modest mouse and soul coughing, playing a lot of jazz, and trying new things. i like it so far.

nina made me cookies today to cheer me up, but i have to say they weren't entirely necessary. a bit embarassing like HERE JOSH THESE ARE SO YOU DON'T GET ALL DEPRESSED. not that i didn't appreciate it.

i talked to the cool 7th grade lauren for a while today.. first time we talked for more than like 30 seconds. that was cool. she's really cool. cool.

yearbooks, emergen-cs, and bakwahalamooshulakatakanausawi

no one will comment my scandalous new myspace picture. and it's scandalous. photobooth brings out the best in us, so it does. i keep talking like the characters in the stephen king series i'm reading. the characters are so believable.. and they all die. it's real frustrating.

well, i keep playing my guitar and putting off my homework. my mom got some cinnamon life. i didn't know it existed but i LOVE IT. and i thought LIFE was good but THIS stuff.. i'm crazy. like in that movie, about a boy, the kid's mom makes him eat cereal called ancient grain. i like good movies.

song: circles
artist: soul coughing

it's a bit repetetive but i still love it. hm. diana was after school today for once, so i talked to her and we signed each other's yearbooks and laughed a lot and so that was like old times. but not quite.

nothing's the same. could anything just hold on for just a second so that i could get back on my feet.

don't ask me to be more specific. i'm talking about life, not anything specific.

go listen to cake. tell meghna that i recommended them because i need someone to smile really largely at me.

&&

i don't want to think about it
i don't want to talk about it
when i kiss your lips i want to sink down to the bottom of the sea

&&

what a delicious song.

long week

i don't really know, guys. sorry. i'll get back into the blog thing later.

last night's play was really good
but only because of the people in it
and the money joke

diana was amazing, amazing, amazing
and so were jordyn and mckenna and MADDY AND GRACE.
they owe me a pie, too. what will i do for them. HM.

pirates movie. it was okay. funny.
political. for all you people who conform to the liberal system.. yeah. pay attention at the end.

i'm confused.
tired.
i wrote a new song =]

brilliant.

i have managed to get at least five people to sign off at me and getting the last, angry word. so much fighting. so much english homework.

i suppose enough people know by now that you will all find out soon enough that i like nina. and, a lot of people are mad about that, too. but they won't tell me, of course. that's cool, then. anyone happen to have any idea why that's worth getting mad over?

you know i gotta keep it goin
keep it goin full steam
too sweet to be sour
too nice to be mean



soon all the joy that pours from everything
makes fountains of your eyes
because you finally understand the movement of a hand
waving goodbye

hey, they're great songs. i did grow up on the beastie boys, after all.

i'm not going to say much else. besides goodbye.

<3 is your number hahaha
<7. get online.

looking back, and forward... but mostly looking away

im having a terrible life
but i have great days

moving on, then
civics was okay. i was one of nine people who presented.

i love mrs. ward. GH has the best teachers. besides mrs. balconi.

after school! yay!
meredith and i were playing soccer outside but mostly talking, and then michaela came, and then we all went inside and got yelled at and i made a vow to stop eating ramen. then i played guitar for a while and then i waited for nick to leave so i could talk to marion.. that was cool. i miss that.

i don't know what to blog about. everyone's sad. i just wish there was something i could do. i feel torn because someone's happy like JOSH JOSH JOSH LETS DO THIS THING and i just got done wiping the tears of a friend.. and i don't know where to turn. i hate the selfishness surrounding me constantly.

mulligan

NINA:
i changed the bottom. i hope you like it.

civics
vote democratic republican; the future in looking absolutely stunning in tall socks!

english
me: *laughing*
mrs. ward: oh, come on, you know you'll miss me

latin
me: i closed the maze!
aj: don't worry, i still love you

science
me: you have to make the nipple touch the fingers.. prepare to take it out of context!

math
*picks up pencil*
*feels laser vision on my back*

choir
grace mangigian is making me muffins, and i love her

dance
this is the part where sara de-limbs me and performs a complicated series of twists and a strong pelvic thrust. it was very awkward.

after school
i think mrs. topper understands now that i dont go in the woods to make out. or go in the woods. we had a nice talk and i decided to make a bomb with meredith and xavier and jordyn. then i sat around a while on the couches by the front door talking with meredith while nolan and alex did not-so-unintrusive things with viggy's and maya's and jessica's clothes.. it's a great way to waste a personal bubble, but they didnt seem to mind.

then i went out on the soccer field and shot for a while but i had to keep backing up because i kept shooting it over because i was happy [who knows why] and i had a lot of energy.. so i finally got it in and i helped mrs. harper with stuff and made passes at marion and talked about how much nick hates me [which is a lot... and the reasons, since he wont stop, are worth it] and then they were playing hillel. they were doing okay when i saw them but i didn't watch for long.. marion is really really good at soccer.. so are a lot of people, really. the whole team got so much better since i saw them last, on their first game.

then it took me an hour to go home. fun, fun. i'm not looking forward to missing people. give me your phone numbers at school so i can tell you when i am coming back from ohio and we can hang out.

te amo. te cupio.
et amasne...?

hello, beautiful

today it rained a lot. which was cool. just now there was this huge thing of lightning that was really big and red and pretty, and very loud.

after school rocked. sort of. nina and i tried to go outside but mrs topper said that if we were going to make out we would have to do it on our own time. when i said we werent making out [and we werent, i swear] she got very mad and informed us that it was raining. then we went inside and she said that if she didnt have constant sight she would call our parents. i said i had to go to the bathroom and then i asked her if that was okay, that i promised i wouldn't try to escape or anything. that was funny. she almost got very mad but was only a lotta mad instead.

in fact i
cant
stop
falling
out

i
miss
that
stupid
ache


it's a good song.

meghna is going to be in choir. one day she won't be afraid to sing. and then i can hear her.


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this one, folks, is for meghna..


AHH! AHH! AHH! AHH!

in which i become a pillow in all too many ways

today was a good day, because i am all tired but not from gym. civics was really fun, because mr jones made fun of me a lot and aj and i continued to get his jokes. thats why we are in the front of the room. hopefully maya will learn from us.

diana has to feel better soon.

lets skip to after english.. nick and i talked. i was surprised, he approached me.. so that was really cool because now i think he's okay with how mean and terrible i am =D what a relief..

meghna informed me that ms. ostrander took my book away from her.. because of the title, i'm assuming. it's got "Get Laid!" in the title. don't worry, okay? thats not even what it's about. it's about planning each individual year of your life [2 pages each!]. it is hilarious. i hope i can get it back.

after the girls' soccer practice, i played with marion, anna, and sahar.. but mostly all anna did was try to tickle and hit hit me with things because i stole her water bottle. that was cool. it was a little frustrating because marion is so much better at goalie than i am at shooting. but i still love soccer just as much as i ever did.

among other things..
:
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"
i got a ride from rachael, so it didn't take me a whole hour to get home, just ten minutes.

i'm so lucky i dont post very much, because people comment like crazy. i feel so loved.

grounded, drama, and a fiery, burning, ice-cold passion

keep this in mind: im not grounded, but several other people are..

so i guess i have to blog about the dance, huh?
it was really cool.. the last dance of the year, and people were going alllll out. and three quarters. so, that was cool. my legs are tired. the master played the milkshake song because mrs gleason wasnt here. but not lose control by missy elliott.. john and i have a DANCE and EVERYTHING. he says he will invite me to some house parties, though, and he will play better songs there.

so that was fun.
i think everyone probably knows all the stuff thats going on, but even if you didnt.. i honestly cant find the words to explain exactly what it is. so check the rumors, i know there are plenty of people talking behind my back because i hear them sometimes.

HEY HEY YOU YOU I AM NOT A VIRGIN teehee

wake up calls and all in the fambly

so today i was woken up at eight because of the guys working on the roof, the head of whom is my cousin jesse. hes pretty cool. but anyways. i woke up and my mom got mad because she thought i slept til one but i was reading and they all got mad... so that wasnt cool. i didnt know we were working too.

so after i came down and ate, i started doing the crappiest job ever, which is picking up tiny bits of shingles from the grass.. no destruction or rebuilding. but i guess someones gotta do it. later i was painting where the gutter ripped, and was standing on ladders with nailguns, with music playing very loud and singing with jesse. he told me stories about nailgun incidents when we were up on the ledge outside my window [which i can go out and sit on now when its nice out]. then my mom made us grilled peanut butter and banana sandwiches to go with leftover chinese food rolled in little burritos. fun stuff, fun stuff.

then i came in and started reading at about seven and promptly fell asleep. i just woke up. no one is online except anna, and i cant get something off my mind. not that anna isnt fun to talk to, of course, but i needed to talk to one or two more people.

so that sucked, now i have that surreal twilight of energy and sadness, that i wholeheartedly have no idea how to describe. oh well.

happy cinco de mayo, everyone.


&&


and even though you still dont care, its getting worse. its getting a fuck of a lot worse.

light fixtures, awkward situations, and a lack of sobriety

well, lets start with yesterday. i played basketball for six hours, ate a fuck of a lot of nachos, and some ice cream, and some populous, and some chess, and some backgammon, and some failed attempts at launching our water rocket (new design in progress) and two more hours of basketball, and runon sentences!

so that was fun.

then today i ran the mile because i said i was sick on friday (well i was) and got my BEST TIME EVER. it was because i was allowed to run by myself and when i was halfway through and saw the time on the stopwatch i got pissed and ran faster. sub seven, first time ever. yay. then.. after school was a little weird. nick still wont talk to me. maybe he ACTUALLY hates me. that would be cool(er). well.. i dont actually have a lot to say. i could rant, but i dont really have the time or a rantation-worthy subject.

i need to stop being a hypocrite.

&&

the REASON i dont do rants is because everyone who reads this hears them all..
i think.
fine, fine, ill start.

&&

its not going well

new blog titles, nostalgia, and friendship bracelets

i just read a bunch of old kids books that evoke such strong memories. damn.

i am a jerk.

ooh, new song for myspace.

i dont have much to say.
i just came on to change the title. it really is important, seriously.

dm, mb. its symmetrical. you dont know how ironic that is. im not telling, either. pie might get it. she might lie, too.

i miss you terribly.
lp. i miss you too.

i will talk to mrs. henderson when she gets back, if not email her, because i can play that song really well. im excited. i think im gonna make it. i cant stop listening to akon. well, i can, but all my moms kids LOVE HIM. the ones she teaches, i mean. their little angelic voices singing "smack that" and not knowing what it means.. ah. so cool.

edit

for some reason i cant stop thinking about my senior sketch. i feel so lonely.
mm.

edit

nina: i felt it was time for my inner flower girl to come out and say hello.

&&

i realized i never really talked about what happened today. this beautiful day.

my mom woke me up at ten and we walked to the coffee shop called the ugly mug, not bombadills, and i got a coffee with a shot of hazelnut.. and a bananarama. its a toasted bagel with cream cheese, banana slices, honey, and cinnamon piled on top. the cream cheese is delicious with fruit, or orange marmalade. she thought it would be gross and got a plain raisin bagel but changed her mind when she had a bite. so laden with several bagels and two good books, we sat in the theater chairs next to a cool table. this place is amazing, they have a ledge on the entire perimeter of the room that is covered in old books. so when i finished my stephen king, i read a malcolm x autobiography, as told by some other guy.. really interesting. its in first person but its very factual and informative about him.. in a way that the real person wouldnt have been. no cool quotes or anything. whatever.

then james and i built a water rocket. we got an eight foot plastic flourescent light cover about two inches in diameter, and two foot square pieces of sticky, thin, plastic floor tile. finishing price: $5.87. not bad. so then, we took it to the shop and cut the tube into a four and a half foot piece, and used the top of a coke bottle to make a nose. we stuck the two squares of tile together, and sliced them diagonally to make two right triangles. we cut one halfway from the top and the other halfway from the bottom and stuck them together, so we had an object not unlike a waterbomb base - yes, origamees, unite - with four fins. we put four notches in the plastic tube for the fins to slide into, and held it all together with packing tape. it looks pretty badass. a water rocket works by filling a container about a third of the way with water and pressurizing it, where it flies up in the air.

we made one before out of a two liter.. but when it got dark and we put sparklers into the fins for a bit of a show, we had our best flight ever. but the wind caught it and threw it into the nearest tree. shards of melting plastic proceeded to fall down on us, as the tree caught fire. it went out, though.

but anyways. we put a hole in a rubber stopper, because the bottom is the top of a coke bottle too.. and fed a small tube up through that. the whole thing is airtight, so when we fill it up tomorrow and hook it up to the air compressor.. i think its gunna be pretty sweet. its gunna fly high, too, we will have to go to my grandmas house. we are going to put a strip of masking tape on it and paint it black. the tape is so that we can see the water level when we pull it off. hopefully we wont have another funeral, because the piece of the old fin nailed to the tree fell down.

that was a long edit. i hope you all comment the NEW one, even if you delete the old comment. you all. ha. how comical.

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new links

once again, its never like we thought it was

oh well.
at least somebody believes me.

edit

i wish marion would come on
i got a book today
and its not the one for meghna
i really need to go downtown
and i got a present for marion, because it is her birthday on monday. random present. and no, i am not telling you what it is.

things are going okay, mostly because its such a fantastic day. i used to like winter better. but waking up when it is dark, then not being able to tell where the sun is behind the huge clouds that make us all SLEET'd? no.

i have been sort of moody
james described it as me turning into a total jerk
i almost told him that he was being a hypocrite
but took his advice
and i am being a hypocrite anyways, so thats a crazy maze of fantastically stupid emotions.
i would say i hate people, but since i am one of them, i will say i hate the way people who arent geniuses think. not that i am a genius. not that i actually feel that way. go figure. i think. never understood that expression.

RAMBLATION'd.

anyway. see you monday. comment. i want some response to what i say. i need some support.

sad songs and math class revelations

well, thats over.

we are still talking and we are going to be really good friends, and its not just a promise, its happening already. it turned out better than i could have hoped. i also did some stupid shit on myspace but that was just me not thinking and kind of caught up in being confused, like i usually am.

not to make excuses

something else is apparently starting, though i cant really see that. stop spreading rumors, you tools. nobody loves you.

that wasnt to you, it was to you *points at the guilty one*

everyone should stay after school more so i can do more than sleep and talk about random drama with meghna, not that it isnt fun.

lacrosse seems like the most boring sport to play, ever. and dont tell me i am wrong, because i know.

i do this thing where i ask a stupid question and i know i am wrong because countless other smarter people have proved it and people cant tell me why, and i get frustrated. because i know i am wrong, but why. whatever. just me being crazy. like everyone else.

hey, pie. frou frou. that one song. those lyrics. ha. sorry.

i think i am bringing my guitar tomorrow. if i can convince james. which would be cool. i want to because he could just pick me up and take me to my lesson. and i can even practice a little beforehand. anyways.

thanks, people.

decisions, sunglasses, and dead people in the forum

well my mom just told me that she was mentioned featured on someones blog, and also in someones blog in spain. but the spain one was just a picture. either way it is really cool.

pretty soon, you guys will all be asking me a lot of questions. i hope. because i dont want you to get some skewed reality. thats a picture with a lot of symbolism in it. and then there is a lot in it for me, especially. anyways.

this isnt going to be a long one

i am finally getting some new gym shoes, wont that be grand? and maybe some shiny pants.

after school was fantastic. i can think clearly now. thanks, kitty and meghna. you guys rock.

sudoku and sudoky

for some reason my fingers always want to type sudoky. weird, huh?

i have been playing it a lot lately. oh wow the time and date thing is messed up. its really 5:05. anyone know where to change that?

my left middle finger is ridiculously cold compared to the rest of my body.

so anyhoo, i am waiting for my aunt to pick me up because my dad is driving from ohio to here, staying the night, and driving back with me where i will stay for a week. and tonight we are going to stay up with my aunts boyfriend and play videlo games all night. i never play video games, EVER, and i will be staying up til 2 every night now.. yay!

i wont be online much because the computer is in my parents bedroom and it would be both awkward and annoying for them for me to be iming while i was there. i mean, obviously, really.

the ortho appointment sucked, although the girl was nice. james is making this DELIICIOUS LOOKING AND SMELLING SOUP and i wont be able to have any because i cant eat for three hours and i will be gone in that time. oh well. i sort of redid my myspace, with the help of lolicious, so everyone should check it out.

but im planning on having lots of fun. except for the fact that people wont shut up about dc [not their fault, really] and will say things like "so what was your favorite? did you see the washington monument? did you see this thing? i hope there werent GIRLS in your room.. see the thing about the girls: they know there were no girls in my room. they arent stupid. they just want to hear themselves say it. maybe they get sexually excited from the thought of a girl being in someone elses room. i dont know.

if you are lucky i will call you. and if i dont call you, give me your number. i probably miss the hell out of you [secretly i just TRICKED you because now you dont want me to have your number because you are worried i wiill stalk or rape you [but i just TOLD you so you dont know what to think now.. oh jesus, what will you do NOW, oh dear]]. it felt good to wait to punctuate that sentence until the very end. i bet meghna was all set to get the old razor out from the dusty shelf [and she will because this is about to be one hell of a run on sentence], where she remembered it would be from the LAST time she used it, when i ended a sentence with a preposition, which out of my brain and onto the page it had come out from.

well, bye, i guess.

lucky smells and retrospective wishing [looking back]

i went to the mall today with marion and maya and viggy which was fun, actually. marion and maya wanted to go into abercrombie which smelled terrible and made viggy and i gag so we went and got a smoothie, then lost maya and marion, then went into abercrombie and almost choked to death trying to find them (which we didnt) then we did at american eagle.. i dont know we just walked around then i caught the bus and went the wrong way.. all in all it took me about two hours to get home. whatever. it happens.

we went to my grandmas [where else] for dinner and i played some chess and played a lot of guitar and played a lot of the being bored on the couch game.

speaking of couches.

pie was also involved because when i was waiting for half an hour for my bus we attempted to have a phone conversation. she also left me a really awesome voicemail which i SAVED, thank you very much. [youre welcome].

the word cribbage just popped into my head.

save a horse, people.
$3+, p13. $3+.

shmorf, misguided intentions, and misplaced jealousy caused my a misinterpretation of misused emotions

meghna rao: "but i really dont think id have any idea what was going on if it wasnt for the fact that i do." this picture was taken by my sister with her little red camera. meghna is currently attending the pumpernickel school of pastriotism, and watches the new hit television show "this american life" every friday evening following her weekly yoga session. she claims that these activities, when performed in that order, releases certain antioxidants in o positive blood typed persons into the brain producing a natural high not unlike the effects of chocolate or ginseng tea. this complicated process got the the nobel prize for randominity in 2003, the same year her first award-winning novel, "white roses and the taste of summer" was published. although critics said that the proper use of punctuation and tense was suffocating, she announced that that bit was a private joke by one of her colleagues at the breadloaf writers convention for the mentally furthered. this colleague is now a retired and wealthy purse salesperson living off the shores of idaho. currently she writes her books entirely by the process of copy-and-paste, which she claims has a stunning and long-lasting effect on the central nervous system (a remedy which is yet to be proved by any reliable medical sources). she now lives in new mexico with seventeen cats, a prairie dog, and two terminally depressed white mice.

yeah, so dc was really cool. it was so PACKED with stuff to do. the lincoln memorial was the best, i think. i would have liked the spy museum but i had to skip most of it because i hurt my nose real bad. but the lincoln memorial was really pretty... it was like eight at night with all the stars reflecting in the big pool of water and you could see the washington memorial all lit up and the capitol behind it.. it was so cool. so i stood right dead center an inch from the big pool and had a long meaningful conversation with banana. i had not had one of those with her for a long time.

then after more running around and tours we went to the aquarium in the morning of the last day for a few hours. that was.. yeah. kitty. does kitty even read blogs? i doubt it, seeing as half my posts have her in them and she never comments *gives imaginary kitty my teacher look*. then we had lunch at the hard rock café where a certain someone that is not myself was forced to stare at the plate the entire time, which went unnoticed by the person causing the hidden workings of this complicated episode in the ongoing... at this point, my audience dies of internal bleeding and will have to gnaw their own leg off to survive if i were to continue. onward and upward. i dont think any of you two people reading this got that, but i needed to say it.

other than that, we just went around. there was this whole behind the scenes stupid thing that i dragged meghna into that made me really sad for a little while. i was wrong about a lot of things, it turns out. seems to be a recurring theme lately. but i was sad with cool people which is hard to do and i was sad in a really really beautiful place which made it more beautiful as i tried to take in the symbolism. there was also something else really beautiful that i missed very much on that trip and when i finally saw her we got to talk and she made me happy again, like always..

im so stupid.

totally unintentionally, i usually say really stupid things but attempt to make them sound fantastic by using really big words. maybe i should be lynne truss when i grow up.

power tools, eardrums, and unions

james is putting in a new storefront on michigan ave for his shop, and im helping him build things for it. like a huge desk. i just sawed a lot and you could always hear screws and nails going into wood
that loud squealy noise.
but i like the smell of wood, hot wood.

i dont know. i wish meghna would get online. ira glass is coming to pease auditorium, which we can almost see from our house.. hes the host of this american life, a great radio show. and i think we are taking meghna, because she likes it. should be fun.

no one has called me or commented me or initiated a conversation with me for like 4 days
besides magga and frenchie
but they are absolutely badass
so they dont count, besides everything

comment. call me. something.

see you in dc.

edit..

AUUGHGHKSDMHLSDM.

ira glass was AWESOME
diana, it was today.. im sorry. i could only bring one person and i had told meghna..
after party- this cool guy, davy, the in charge type thingy person from found magazine (look it up) is good friends with him. so he walks up to this FAMOUS GUY, and PUTS HIS ARM AROUND HIM, and says "i want you to meet josh and ruth and james and stefan" and then we talked for a while, about really interesting things. we all connected really well, and laughed a lot, and yeah. hes really a genius. i think i need to listen to his show now, more, because i know so much more about it.

meghna met the snail uncle. good job, meghna.
meghna gets mentioned a lot lately.

i am seeing the high school musical tomorrow at 2 (well today) and frenchie shall be there.. supra cool. she really is amazing in the most undefinable (best) ways. if only she COUGH READ MY BLOG maybe she could see..

i seem to be using "(BLAH)" lately. i hope its not annoying.

i hope my self consciousness is not annoying.

well im going to sleep, and maybe my unconsciousness will make me less tired.
GREAT FLIPPING DAY. i needed one of those. back on my feet..

oh right
the union had these huge stacks of chocolate and cheese (mm) and pineapples and eclairs and all that.. so delicious. meeting cool people is really fun, people you just immediately connect with. being an 8th grader and making people laugh happens really rarely, for me, and its nice to meet adults who treat me equally and who i can have a fun time with. comment THAT.

name calling and baditudes

hey, guys.

magga, kitty, you know it all


bad week
well i have been real tired
i wish i could just take a day off
from doing homework
i have soo much english to do. and math. and civics. and latin.
and thinking


jaysus

i would talk about things
but everyone knows most of it
gimme some love, people
i will comment all 2 of you back, i swear

gas mask lenses and army green

so my uncle came back from poland where he lives. i havent seen him for three years, but everyone except james and i went to his wedding a little while ago.

thats cool. because my uncle rox all ur soxes (hehe) and we played basketball and hes here for TWO WEEKS. i have a really bad headache again. so tired. and i JUST got home. time to start that homework crap. gr.

a lot happened but thinking about all that typing makes my fingers hurt. ow.


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he gave me this bag that was actually used in the 80s in the army. it still had gas mask lenses, gas mask lens fog repellent, and a canteen and stuff. it looks good on me, although i think if i brought it in to school people would call it a man purse. once again, influenced by the popular opinion of the world at large.

how very cruel.

exhausted with the fambly

yea, so about 15 kids stayed after school and we all ordered pizza house. i was smart and didnt order, because SO MUCH FOOD got thrown away because hardly anyone finished. i ate, long story short. it was really a lot of fun because lo brought her buitar and we were all just walking down the halls playing buitar like any respectable big middle school family would do.

and then comes the wave of parents. we all get sorted out into our rooms. we have a small room but with a lot of adults. we had bens mom, mayas mom, saras mom, marions parents, and a few parents i didnt know and one who never said anything or moved.

it was really, really long. as in so mind numbingly long there were long silences and then someone would say "next question?" and we would continue sadly. it wasnt really useful, but i heard the other groups just fought or one person talked the whole time, so i shouldnt be complaining.

what a great way to spend an evening. just you know, waste it. at least our group was funny, and entertaining.

did you guys know that paddy doesnt even know that he comments people? i am like "so paddy i like the pointless comments that tell me how you didnt read my blog but you like duke" and hes like "you have a blog?" and it just made my day. you all know why. i hope.

well i have to go to school, this is actually the day after..

on second thought..

oh wow, that was a great trip. except the driving.

we went to the aquarium, which was sorta cool. then we went to the chicago diner. gah. HOW AMAZING. its this vegetarian restaurant, and its got the best shakes i have ever had, vegan or otherwise. wow. then we went for lunch the next day.. wow. still good.

and of course, tmlmtbgb.
too much light makes the baby go blind. dont ask me where that came from.
its this place, like a crap building and crap cieling and paint and everything.
i go in, and you pay $7 plus the roll of a six sided die. then there are people with walkmans playing rather loud and earplugs and they yell WHAT IS YOUR NAME and you yell JOSH or whatever your name is, and they write it down on a name tag for you. i got "stuffing ass" and my mom got "shoe top ass". others were "forrest gump" and "donald trump". nice way to start, no? yes.

so then. you walk through this hall into this other hall into a room into a hall and then ONTO A STAGE. and there are about 6 rows of seats in a semicircle. the whole room is about the size of three classrooms. the first thing you notice is a clothesline with a bunch of sheets of paper with numbers on them. there are thirty sheets, thirty numbers.. one through thirty. i feel redundant.

its thirty plays in sixty minutes.

after an intro, somebody sets a dark room timer for sixty minutes, jumps and grabs a piece of paper, and yells the number, and a title.

after the HILARIOUS PLAY, someone yells CURTAIN and then the entire audience shouts the number they want. everybody gets a program, so we just picked based on titles. it was really, really, great. now you have at least one good place to go to in chicago.

yeah. headache.

is chicago.. is not chicago..

i think only meghna noticed that i have a song title as my post title, which is cool. *tear*.

drive to chicago.
sleepy. sleeping.
snowing. slipping and sliding.
watching people crash..
we pulled over into kalamazoo and im at the hotel stealing wireless from some unsuspecting user. HAHAHAHA. how devious. so, we have a pool. we all managed to forget swimming suits except for my little sister. and we have a really, really, nice pool. if only i was allowed to go swimming in "man thongs". or maybe you have to know pretty eyes over there to get that one. well, some weird movie called mousehunt came onto the tv. see you guys later.


oh wait. except for i went downtown with marion today. pretty cool. the bus ride took forever. but it was wayyyyyyyyy worth it. im glad i went. if only i didnt have to leave so soon for "chicago". we should have gotten a tv projector instead, i knew it.

freezing rain and a wasted day

so far. blogger. booming success. =[
at least it looks good
^^

i was gunna go see marion in ann arbor but we went to the bank for like an hour against my will and i had to cancel. stupid bank meeting that james had. rr.

so i walked in the pouring freezing rain without my love to the coffee place and got this huge mocha and a piece of quiche and a cinnamon roll. i hadnt eaten in.. 16 hours. laurieshipley.com.. she designs for james. and the academy is.. and gym class heroes.. yeah. pretty cool stuff. check it out.

anyways. i better go. i have an ortho appointment..

oatmeal cookies and body checks

yeah, its cool having some *COUGH* mayonnaise loving hot sauce hating black people in my neighborhood.. haha. donuts and envy.

ice skating. i was just skating, you know. minding my own business. and jamie comes up behind me and rams his shoulder into my kidney. his head knocks the wind out of me from behind. i fall on my elbow rather hard. it was really hilarious. he was speed skating with his head down, and didnt see me. apparently. allegedly. according to popular opinion. anyways. im all bruised now. but then his dad took us to applebees. we talked loudly about questionably appropriate topics. it was really fun. only missing one thing, really.

im so tiiiiiiired.

night

oh, how i love the sound of rain

these damn blogger people are geniuses. it all looks so good. huzzah for intuition. they will take over the world someday, just like the japanees. yes, i spelled it right.

i still cant get over this stupid blogger business. it feels good to be sharing my eloquency (so modest, too) once again.. and eloquency never looked so good.