FREAKIN'!

We all walked over to the small, dark red room that was dominated by the baby grand piano. It was a scene all too familiar in my head, but this time it was different. It was the last time this would happen, for now. We put Chelsi's camera at the end of the piano and took a few pictures, a few final memories to capture. Allie sat down at the piano bench and began playing. At once, I got a rush of memories from music appreciation class last year, how Geena and I would just sit there all class period, listening to her play, not saying a word. I saw how her fingers danced along the keys, it amazed me as much as the first time I heard her play. Her eyes were closed and her head was slightly tilted. Before long, the emotions hit me and my eyes flooded with tears. The room was silent, save for the music and Austin and Chelsi talking. It was perfect. I remembered the short period we've known each other, a little over a year. I glanced at Trevor. He was sitting at the end of the piano bench, his eyes transfixed on nothing in particular. No doubt, he was using his other senses much more at the moment. I saw him wipe a tear from his eye, and didn't feel so bad for crying. Ally was crying as well, and James sat on the other end of the piano bench, his head in his arms.

Cut the loss, just walk away.

I'm super duper angry. We didn't get to sing One Day More. The only reason I went to the damn concert was to sing that. I could have been seeing A Day To Remember, but I stayed to sing that song. I know it's not all Riddle's fault, and he had a lot going on, but it seemed like he didn't organize anything at all. It seemed like he didn't try at all. It upset me. I know if he would just get his shit together, all of our concerts would be so much better. Then again, he has the band to deal with, and he has a family and stuff too.
Not a good day.




That made me really happy.

I won't sing a single thing until we can get this right.

Extra credit for English is good. Even though I probably won't need it, to be honest. But I would do this anyway. My leg hurts like you wouldn't believe. I'm the only person I know who has this, I get random pains in my arms and legs for no reason and they're horrible. I always thought it happened to everyone but it doesn't! Advil doesn't even help.

Tonight's game was fun, we got annihilated, but whatever. The half-time show was BITCHIN', our band kicks assss. And the flag people were good too! Those pants they had to wear looked like no fun at all, though.

My head is everywhere tonight, it's taking me like an hour to write this because I have so much stuff going on in my head. Oops, I just got a nosebleed Gross. Freaking Paige made me watch Saw III at her house today. I couldn't even get through all of it without freaking out. I'm gonna have nightmares tonight. Which reminds me, I'm really happy with Paige. More than I've been with anyone else, and she won't cheat on me. Lots of people think it's weird that she's bisexual, but I really don't see the big problem.

Which also reminds me, it seems like Seth is the only person I can talk to about serious shit anymore. I mean, I know I have lots of other people to talk to, but Seth is easier to communicate with. I dunno, whatever.

WHICH ALSO REMINDS ME, Chorus is lots of fun. Apparently, me and Rachel are doing a sort of duet thing for One Day More. I'm really scared, because Mr. Riddle thinks I'm better than I really am. Even though my what I've heard of part isn't very difficult. Also, I'm gonna look like a total chump next to Rachel XD. AND, Celeste, Seth, and I are covering Make You Smile by +44 for the coffeehouse. This also makes me hella nervous, because I'm not even sure if I can sing it well. I've only ever heard myself sing it.
Eh, It's been a good day. Why complicate it.
ALSO
EVERYONE BE NICE.

I thought this was all a part of the plan.

The first week of school was better than i thought, although it was pretty boring. I have lots of friends in almost every class, which is cool! And I have lunch with Kristina, James, Allie, Hannah and Li(y?)ndsey. AND WE GET A BOOOOOOOOTH! Yay.

I like almost all of my classes, which is a first. Kelly's class seems boring but easy, and it goes by quickly. Harris's class seems pretty easy, except for the notes which suuuck. Chorus is fun, EXCEPT FREAKING RIDDLE MADE ME AND AUSTIN TENORS D:< Whatever. Kubik's class is cool, and he showed me Thrice, who I really like now. Chemistry and Algebra 2 suck, but Stephenson reminds me of Mitch Hedberg XD. Who's left? Oh yea, Art is fun, but my sketches suuuuck. Whatever.
I really need a ladyfriend. One of those would be nice.
I'd like to be a note
the kind you could sing but don't
Because you're shy
That way I'd live inside your throat
and hang from every word you spoke.
Goodnight.

Let me tell you, it's cold out there at the top of the world.

Sunday was a good day. A very good day. Travis, Robbie, and I were supposed to go see Four Year Strong at the Social, but it turned into a big, bro-tastic adventure!

It went something like this:
I had a ticket, but Robbie and Travis didn't. So, we figured we'd try and get tickets at the door for them, seeing as they were only 14 dollars. We figured if it was sold out, we'd go to Guitar Center in Winter Park and just browse shit. Well, that day just HAD to be the day that Travis's mom borrows his GPS from his car. So we printed out directions from Google Maps, and we were on our way at around 3:40. Our first stop was at Burger King, to get our Double Stacker on. After that, we headed to Orlando. After finding the street that the Social is on, we drove around aimlessly, looking for public parking. After we parked at some movie theater, we set about on foot, looking for the venue. After walking around for a while, we found a line of tough-looking dudes outside the building. Taped on the door of the building was a small piece of paper with the words "THE SHOW IS SOLD OUT" on it. To our dismay, Guitar Center was already closed too. Defeated, we walked back to the movie theater where we had parked to try and see a movie. Thanks to the super-cool lady at the box office, we soon held in our sweaty hands tickets to Funny People. After taking a quick bathroom break, we walk into the coolest theater ever. Each of the seats was like a freaking couch, it was sweet. After that, we walk out into the parking lot, searching for a place to pay for our parking. After ten minutes of looking, we decided to hop into the car and leave. No one stopped us, so whatever. Then we remembered that following google directions backwards is harder than it seems. We decided a good first step would be to get onto I-4. That proved more difficult, and scarier than one would think. There was a detour to get onto I-4 because of construction, and that detour took us through the scariest part of Orlando ever. Two white guys and a beaner in a fucking PT Cruiser? I thought we were gonne die for sure XD. Eventually, however, we found ourselves in Leesburg, and really fucking hungry. We stopped at Steak N' Shake and enjoyed some burgers and shakes, then headed to Robbie's house, where we recorded a song on Robbies laptop, which can be heard here.
Good night.

You didn't think to care about me.

Let me apologize to begin with
Let me apologize for what I'm about to say.
Trying to be genuine was harder than it seemed
Somehow I got caught up in between.
Let me apologize to begin with
Let me apologize for what I'm about to say.
Trying to be someone else was harder than it seemed
Somehow I got caught up in between.
Between my pride and my promise
Between my lies, and how the truth gets in the way.
The things I want to say to you get lost before they come
The only thing that's worse than one is none.
I cannot explain to you
With anything I say or do or plan.
Fear is not afraid of you,
Guilt's a language you can understand.
I cannot explain to you
In anything I say or do or plan
But hope my actions speak the words they can.
For my pride and my promise.
For my lies, and how the truth gets in the way.


That song is amazing, and it's NOTHING like any of Linkin Park's other songs.
Me having that song stuck in my head brought this idea into fruition, I'm gonna make a list of my top 16 (lol) favorite songs, in no specific order.
Here I go.

In Between- Linkin Park
From- Minutes to Midnight

It's Dangerous Business Walking Out Your Front Door- Underoath
From- They're Only Chasing Safety

The Moment- Safetysuit
From- Life Left To Go

Reptar, King of The Ozone- The Devil Wears Prada
From- Plagues

Jesus Of Suburbia- Green Day
From- American Idiot

If He's Here, Who's Runnin' Hell?- Four Year Strong
From- Rise or Die Trying

Classifieds- The Academy Is...
From- Almost There

American Dream- Silverstein
From- A Shipwreck In The Sand

Seven Weeks- Gym Class Heroes
From- As Cruel As School Children

Hum Hallelujah- Fall Out Boy
From- Infinity On High

Marriage To Millions- Cute is What We Aim For
From- Rotation

XO- Fall Out Boy
From- From Under The Cork Tree

Heroes Get Remembered, Legends Never Die- Four Year Strong
From- Rise or Die Trying

Here's To The Past- A Day To Remember
From- For Those Who Have Heart

Timberwolves At New Jersey- Taking Back Sunday
From- Tell All Your Friends

Unbound- Avenged Sevenfold
From- Avenged Sevenfold


Love everyone.
Yay!

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME. No quote for this one, dude.

Okay, I'm angrier than I have been in a very long time. Before I get into all that negativity, enjoy this sea-pig. It's actually an animal.



How fucking badass is that, man?



Okay, now the negativity.

These people at certain churches (also called Neo-Nazi camps in some areas) seem to have quite a different take on God's intentions and thoughts on the world. Enjoy these pictures.













Cool, right? Especially how lots of the people holding those signs are little kids! :DDDD
This fun trend started in Westboro Baptist Church, in I don't fucking know what state. But these people are seriously fucked up. They protest this kind of crap at soldier's funerals. Soldiers that died in battle, who got blown up by a tank or shot by someone, while they sat back here and hated everything and everyone that wasn't them. Firefox is trying to tell me that wasn't is spelled wrong. This is part of the reason that I am not religious at all. Of course, that's not to say that I think everyone who is religious is like this, but GRRR. Dumb fucks like this give NORMAL Christians a bad name, yo. To sum things up, this really pissed me off and it shocks me that people can protest anyone that doesn't believe in "Givin' every fuckin' faggot the ole electric chair, in the name o' de Lord, of course."

SERIOUSLY, I DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS LEVEL OF STUPIDITY.