This still exists?
I wish I could have gone to Poland with my mother this summer. In the old house, she found the cellar filled with bottles of wine my grandfather made before he passed away. "150+ bottles of wine," she said. She brought back four. I want to go next summer. But I also want to live in Boston with Halley next summer. During winter break Dan and I want to go to the AZ and explore Sedona and all of it's supposed vortices. I want to do so many things and I don't have the money for half.. let's not kid ourselves, any of it once I return from Chicago. I've go to work when I get back to NA, and save at least enough money for two months rent for the summer. Depending if it happens. At least I'll have money saved for.. whatever the hell I end up wanting to do? Halley and I plan these ridiculous things. It starts off as a joke. But. Then it ends up happening. Like road trippin' to Chicago. Boy, I'm excited for Lollapalooza.
Moving to Boston feels.. too serious, makes me feel too old, makes me feel too responsible. I'm not even nineteen. I am a sophomore in college and I am unsure of what I'm really going to do when I graduate, which for some reason feels incredibly close. Time is going by so quickly. Does that happen when you're older? Is that why everyone becomes so terrified of dying? Because time stops cooperating? Their lives seem as if everything will come to a complete and sudden halt?
The other night I was at Krystyna's and for some reason I thought I heard the older folks saying something about how one day Brianna and I would know, now we were too young to understand. Too young to understand what? I heard Panie Marta mutter, "God," under her breath and for some reason, in my mind, I was struck with the notion that they knew God did not exist, but they could not quite tell us, not yet. They had helped to concoct this fable. To help create the illusion it was all true. It was like that really lame horror film, The Village, for about three seconds in my head.
I am driving out to New York with Michael in eight days. There we will spend the night hanging out with Stef and David, and then eventually end up sleeping back at Halley's house. In the morning we will be heading out to the midwest. Oh, lordy. This is going to be an interesting voyage.
Moving to Boston feels.. too serious, makes me feel too old, makes me feel too responsible. I'm not even nineteen. I am a sophomore in college and I am unsure of what I'm really going to do when I graduate, which for some reason feels incredibly close. Time is going by so quickly. Does that happen when you're older? Is that why everyone becomes so terrified of dying? Because time stops cooperating? Their lives seem as if everything will come to a complete and sudden halt?
The other night I was at Krystyna's and for some reason I thought I heard the older folks saying something about how one day Brianna and I would know, now we were too young to understand. Too young to understand what? I heard Panie Marta mutter, "God," under her breath and for some reason, in my mind, I was struck with the notion that they knew God did not exist, but they could not quite tell us, not yet. They had helped to concoct this fable. To help create the illusion it was all true. It was like that really lame horror film, The Village, for about three seconds in my head.
I am driving out to New York with Michael in eight days. There we will spend the night hanging out with Stef and David, and then eventually end up sleeping back at Halley's house. In the morning we will be heading out to the midwest. Oh, lordy. This is going to be an interesting voyage.
- Mood:
sleepy - Music:Steve Frost - Sweet Baby Wants Ur Sex
I don't like the look of this. Too bad I don't remember a damn thing about Livejournal and layouts, eh?
I find myself growing increasingly frustrated by summer's steady pace. I want to go back to MCLA. I enjoy being home, a break from academics and dreadful cafeteria food, and seeing my friends here has been fantastic, but, life is different in North Adams. I have no job. I've been dogsitting for the entire month of June, and now my time is up come Friday. I've applied to three stores, all retail shit I don't even care to do. I have only heard back from one, and it was so they could call and tell me that they had already filled the position I was applying for. I should have seriously just gone back to the Trustees. As miserable and bored as I was working there, money really does talk.
Lollapalooza is in three weeks, I need some extra cash for that, man. My dad is paying for the trip for me, it's a silly story, really. I was going to buy a trampoline as soon as he left to go back out to sea... and for those of you out there reading this and don't know.. he's a merchant marine, goes out to sea for months at a time and comes home for a few. I had it all figured out, was going to buy a used one for a great price of craigslist, etc. etc., but it turned out this trip was only going to be for fifteen days in England. So I came clean with my plot and he agreed that I could make the transaction... until the next morning where he decided he didn't want it to ruin the grass and attempted to bribe me of my guilt by offering to pay for the road trip to Chicago. It's weird how idiotic it all was.. although it did play out in my favor. He could just as easily have said, "No Don't get it. My property, I don't want it here," or something along those lines.
I'm really tired and don't even know why I am writing this hullabaloo.
This summer I have encountered a newborn child, attended a funeral and a wedding, traveled vigorously throughout Massachusetts despite the rising cost of gas, ended an unhealthy friendship and reconciled one that had been somewhat damaged from the mistakes of the previous summer... it's been wonderful and a bit depressing.. but all in all, I'm still here, aren't I? So, I guess I really can't complain.
I find myself growing increasingly frustrated by summer's steady pace. I want to go back to MCLA. I enjoy being home, a break from academics and dreadful cafeteria food, and seeing my friends here has been fantastic, but, life is different in North Adams. I have no job. I've been dogsitting for the entire month of June, and now my time is up come Friday. I've applied to three stores, all retail shit I don't even care to do. I have only heard back from one, and it was so they could call and tell me that they had already filled the position I was applying for. I should have seriously just gone back to the Trustees. As miserable and bored as I was working there, money really does talk.
Lollapalooza is in three weeks, I need some extra cash for that, man. My dad is paying for the trip for me, it's a silly story, really. I was going to buy a trampoline as soon as he left to go back out to sea... and for those of you out there reading this and don't know.. he's a merchant marine, goes out to sea for months at a time and comes home for a few. I had it all figured out, was going to buy a used one for a great price of craigslist, etc. etc., but it turned out this trip was only going to be for fifteen days in England. So I came clean with my plot and he agreed that I could make the transaction... until the next morning where he decided he didn't want it to ruin the grass and attempted to bribe me of my guilt by offering to pay for the road trip to Chicago. It's weird how idiotic it all was.. although it did play out in my favor. He could just as easily have said, "No Don't get it. My property, I don't want it here," or something along those lines.
I'm really tired and don't even know why I am writing this hullabaloo.
This summer I have encountered a newborn child, attended a funeral and a wedding, traveled vigorously throughout Massachusetts despite the rising cost of gas, ended an unhealthy friendship and reconciled one that had been somewhat damaged from the mistakes of the previous summer... it's been wonderful and a bit depressing.. but all in all, I'm still here, aren't I? So, I guess I really can't complain.
- Mood: sleepy
- Music:The Tallest Man On Earth - Pistol Dreams
So now we come to a close.
With two weeks to go, I know it's true: this has been an interesting experience. I know when I move back home for the summer, I will be missing this not so empty little town more than I could imagine. This has honestly been a life changing experience. I've done things I never imagined I would do. Illegal substances, becoming friends with people I wouldn't have ever imagined even saying "hello" to, courses I don't think I would have cared to know about or take as a high school student, I don't know! Everything is so different now. I feel I've changed for the best. I'm happier, and I've come to the realization that I truly am far more satisfied then I once was or thought I needed to be. Three years to go if I keep my head out of the clouds, and the Peace Corps. awaits.
I've finally learned how to detach from the people and things that were impeding my happiness. Now that I've done so, I feel lighter, merrier, happier. Summer now awaits and I will still visit my friends from high school, I will most likely return to the Aggie and wish Mrs. Gilmore a last heartfelt goodbye. It's going to... suck, really, to see her leave that place. I'll be seeing friends I've made here at MCLA and all that jazz as well. Lollapalooza awaits! If I scratch up the cash then so will Poland and Germany. Oh brother, money qualms. They'll never end. Maybe that's the one thing that honestly dashes my hopes when I look forward to this "growing up" process.
Eh. Time to read for my literature class. I figured it was time to update this thing.
With two weeks to go, I know it's true: this has been an interesting experience. I know when I move back home for the summer, I will be missing this not so empty little town more than I could imagine. This has honestly been a life changing experience. I've done things I never imagined I would do. Illegal substances, becoming friends with people I wouldn't have ever imagined even saying "hello" to, courses I don't think I would have cared to know about or take as a high school student, I don't know! Everything is so different now. I feel I've changed for the best. I'm happier, and I've come to the realization that I truly am far more satisfied then I once was or thought I needed to be. Three years to go if I keep my head out of the clouds, and the Peace Corps. awaits.
I've finally learned how to detach from the people and things that were impeding my happiness. Now that I've done so, I feel lighter, merrier, happier. Summer now awaits and I will still visit my friends from high school, I will most likely return to the Aggie and wish Mrs. Gilmore a last heartfelt goodbye. It's going to... suck, really, to see her leave that place. I'll be seeing friends I've made here at MCLA and all that jazz as well. Lollapalooza awaits! If I scratch up the cash then so will Poland and Germany. Oh brother, money qualms. They'll never end. Maybe that's the one thing that honestly dashes my hopes when I look forward to this "growing up" process.
Eh. Time to read for my literature class. I figured it was time to update this thing.
- Mood:
calm - Music:Madeline Adams - I Know You Won't
Confused.
Spring break. It was lovely smoking and seeing people I missed. Heh. I'm back at school now, and it's weird because I began to type "home" instead of school. It feels like home here. I've mentioned it before . . . but only because, well, it's true. The strange thing is, at the same time, amongst all these people I've grown to sincerely love and grow comfortable with, I feel like something is missing here. Throughout my entire life, wherever I've been, something has been missing. I don't know what, it is. I don't know if it's the location, atmosphere, or if it's someone. Whatever it is, I'll find it. In time. This summer I'm most likely going to Poland and Germany for three weeks, and maybe that'll clear up this strange feeling that there's something lacking. Or maybe studying abroad for a semester. We'll see.
Cabaret calls. Toodles.
Spring break. It was lovely smoking and seeing people I missed. Heh. I'm back at school now, and it's weird because I began to type "home" instead of school. It feels like home here. I've mentioned it before . . . but only because, well, it's true. The strange thing is, at the same time, amongst all these people I've grown to sincerely love and grow comfortable with, I feel like something is missing here. Throughout my entire life, wherever I've been, something has been missing. I don't know what, it is. I don't know if it's the location, atmosphere, or if it's someone. Whatever it is, I'll find it. In time. This summer I'm most likely going to Poland and Germany for three weeks, and maybe that'll clear up this strange feeling that there's something lacking. Or maybe studying abroad for a semester. We'll see.
Cabaret calls. Toodles.
- Mood:
gloomy - Music:Indigo Girls - Dirt and Dead Ends
When the highest paid professor at your college drops your grade from a B- to an F in a matter of days due to that fact that he found out you happen to be an atheist, it means war.
In my Divine Witness class (it's basically a theology course) we had a discussion on the meaning of life and what we think our purposes on this Earth entail. I mentioned that I feel my own purpose is to become a literature professor. Honestly, I only feel I could educate others, and even maybe push myself and become an environmentalist, to the extreme, man. When asked whether or not I believe in God or any divine being, I responded honestly. I admitted that I was not a religious person, that I was an atheist, that I felt a connection to the Earth and the people within it. That was all. He ate me. Dr. Washburn said that we, atheists, smash the idols of various religious groups, we are evil, and then again, he mentioned some of the most influential people have been atheists. Okay, what the fuck is your problem, Mr. Kerry? Whenever I made it a point to defend myself, he would basically tell me that logic was not allowed in his classroom.
I spoke to him about the grade and he told me that he must have mixed my quiz grades with someone else's. I gave him a folder of my quizzes, I made copies, in case he lost them. So hopefully my grade will be right back up to where it belongs. I'd prefer not to have to take this man to Mary Grant and battle it out.
Anyway. Besides this ridiculous situation with Washburn, things have been going quite well. Parties, hanging out with friends, maintaining a high GPA, classes, studying, essays, homework, poetry, I've been juggling it all quite well!
I always feel the need to say something when a professor clearly favors me. I don't want to appear to be a snob or anything, but it's just that, when you're in a professor's good graces, you have the upper hand, and chances are you'll do fucking kick ass in that professor's class, and any future classes you take with him or her for that matter. My Intro. to Literature professor, Jeff, pretty much adores me. No lie, man. My Creative Writing: Poetry professor, Cutler, pretty much likes me (and Eli, Gio, and Jordan) more than most of the other kids because I (we) talk in the class and actually have decent critiquing skills. It always helps to participate in discussions and to just prove that you're interested in a course, even if you aren't. I absolutely hate my Mass Media class, but my professor loves when people add comical value to their essays, and that's something I've always been accustomed to doing, therefor, he always writes down that he enjoys reading my essays. I've gotten all A's on every silly assignment I've had to do in that class. Philosophy is a bit lame, discussion is difficult because there are people continuously arguing and the Nnodim is always cutting everyone off to avoid confrontation. Divine Witness: well the professor/doctor apparently has mixed feelings for me, he hates the fact that I am an atheist, but loves the powerpoints I've put together. Thanks for that one Mr. Lee! Point is: talking and bonding with professors and socializing (not in the way where you're interrupting the professor to hold your own individual conversation with another student, but in the way where you speak with other students and the professor to share ideas, views, etc.) in their classes.
News? Adam left a month or so into this semester. Niall didn't return because he got in a car accident and broke his right femur, he's on medical leave. Halley transferred to MCLA! Dan's house is the new 20 B. I've dropped the whole, "I feel comfortable with the friends I have now, I don't need to make new ones," attitude, and have gained the loving affection of some new people. :P
Life is grand. Last night was good and crazy. Tonight there is a invite only Beta party and an open invitation Kappa party. Kim invited Halley and myself to Beta, but I am thinking I'll pass and hit up Kappa this evening, depending on the rain and if there are any parties down at the townhouses.
Spring break starts on the 14th of March. I'm excited to go home, to go visit Bri at Brown, and drive out to Vermont to visit Stephanie. And to see that stupid little girl named Lissa! Yay!
In my Divine Witness class (it's basically a theology course) we had a discussion on the meaning of life and what we think our purposes on this Earth entail. I mentioned that I feel my own purpose is to become a literature professor. Honestly, I only feel I could educate others, and even maybe push myself and become an environmentalist, to the extreme, man. When asked whether or not I believe in God or any divine being, I responded honestly. I admitted that I was not a religious person, that I was an atheist, that I felt a connection to the Earth and the people within it. That was all. He ate me. Dr. Washburn said that we, atheists, smash the idols of various religious groups, we are evil, and then again, he mentioned some of the most influential people have been atheists. Okay, what the fuck is your problem, Mr. Kerry? Whenever I made it a point to defend myself, he would basically tell me that logic was not allowed in his classroom.
I spoke to him about the grade and he told me that he must have mixed my quiz grades with someone else's. I gave him a folder of my quizzes, I made copies, in case he lost them. So hopefully my grade will be right back up to where it belongs. I'd prefer not to have to take this man to Mary Grant and battle it out.
Anyway. Besides this ridiculous situation with Washburn, things have been going quite well. Parties, hanging out with friends, maintaining a high GPA, classes, studying, essays, homework, poetry, I've been juggling it all quite well!
I always feel the need to say something when a professor clearly favors me. I don't want to appear to be a snob or anything, but it's just that, when you're in a professor's good graces, you have the upper hand, and chances are you'll do fucking kick ass in that professor's class, and any future classes you take with him or her for that matter. My Intro. to Literature professor, Jeff, pretty much adores me. No lie, man. My Creative Writing: Poetry professor, Cutler, pretty much likes me (and Eli, Gio, and Jordan) more than most of the other kids because I (we) talk in the class and actually have decent critiquing skills. It always helps to participate in discussions and to just prove that you're interested in a course, even if you aren't. I absolutely hate my Mass Media class, but my professor loves when people add comical value to their essays, and that's something I've always been accustomed to doing, therefor, he always writes down that he enjoys reading my essays. I've gotten all A's on every silly assignment I've had to do in that class. Philosophy is a bit lame, discussion is difficult because there are people continuously arguing and the Nnodim is always cutting everyone off to avoid confrontation. Divine Witness: well the professor/doctor apparently has mixed feelings for me, he hates the fact that I am an atheist, but loves the powerpoints I've put together. Thanks for that one Mr. Lee! Point is: talking and bonding with professors and socializing (not in the way where you're interrupting the professor to hold your own individual conversation with another student, but in the way where you speak with other students and the professor to share ideas, views, etc.) in their classes.
News? Adam left a month or so into this semester. Niall didn't return because he got in a car accident and broke his right femur, he's on medical leave. Halley transferred to MCLA! Dan's house is the new 20 B. I've dropped the whole, "I feel comfortable with the friends I have now, I don't need to make new ones," attitude, and have gained the loving affection of some new people. :P
Life is grand. Last night was good and crazy. Tonight there is a invite only Beta party and an open invitation Kappa party. Kim invited Halley and myself to Beta, but I am thinking I'll pass and hit up Kappa this evening, depending on the rain and if there are any parties down at the townhouses.
Spring break starts on the 14th of March. I'm excited to go home, to go visit Bri at Brown, and drive out to Vermont to visit Stephanie. And to see that stupid little girl named Lissa! Yay!
- Mood:
chipper - Music:Ween - Mushroom Festival In Hell
I have been found out. Caught off guard and red handed. But considering that it has been a little over a year of hiding the truth, I did a damn good job. My mother finally caught on that I've been smoking. Bravo! Her reaction wasn't as intense as one would imagine, it was more or less just disappointment and a smidgen of anger. Basically, she isn't going to "support" my addiction. It all works out; I have a job this semester. Mike, Victoria, Tara, and I smoked in my room Saturday night. I'm just glad she couldn't detect what the actual smoke had been. It's just strange. The room had over three days to air out and it did. It didn't smell at all to me nor to my brother. Febreeze, air freshener/plug in's, the works. I've no idea how she could smell it. But hey, whatever. I guess I just need to stop smoking in the car now and I'll be in the clear.
Albeit the confrontation with my mother wasn't a highlight to this vacation, it hasn't been too terrible at all. In fact, it's been pretty awesome. I saw dear old Niall two weeks ago and I spent New Years Eve with Kaileigh and Laura and her family. I saw Kaylyn the Friday before Saturday and then again yesterday with Tristan Marks! Earlier on Saturday I got to go out for lunch with Clay, Shellie, Erin, and Stephanie! It was awesome. Honestly, I could no resist smiling, it was so comforting being in the company of good ol' Aggie friends. Later we (except for Steph, she had to drop something off for Josh's parents or something) went to the Walpole mall and bought silly string, fake mustaches, cap guns, and sheriff badges. We later wreaked havoc over at Bird Park. :D It was pretty much the greatest thing I've done all break. I went to Erin's for a little bit and headed home and hung out with Tara, Mike and Vicky. Saturday I hung out with Adam and his friend Donny. Donny apparently used to live in Brockton. And apparently we also went to middle school together. Weird. But he's a cool kid. Confessedly, I did miss Adam. I miss Stephanie. I miss David. I miss Mauro. I miss James. And even though I've seen her just a week ago, I even miss Kaileigh. Tomorrow I'm supposed to be going to the Aggie with Melissa (for the third time this vacation) so she can go pick up her yearbook. After tomorrow I will hopefully find something else to do with the remaining three days I have out here in Eastern Massachusetts. I just really miss the Berkshires. I miss North Adams. I miss MCLA. I miss my friends out there. I miss freedom. And I even miss classes. I'm done out here. I want to go home.
Albeit the confrontation with my mother wasn't a highlight to this vacation, it hasn't been too terrible at all. In fact, it's been pretty awesome. I saw dear old Niall two weeks ago and I spent New Years Eve with Kaileigh and Laura and her family. I saw Kaylyn the Friday before Saturday and then again yesterday with Tristan Marks! Earlier on Saturday I got to go out for lunch with Clay, Shellie, Erin, and Stephanie! It was awesome. Honestly, I could no resist smiling, it was so comforting being in the company of good ol' Aggie friends. Later we (except for Steph, she had to drop something off for Josh's parents or something) went to the Walpole mall and bought silly string, fake mustaches, cap guns, and sheriff badges. We later wreaked havoc over at Bird Park. :D It was pretty much the greatest thing I've done all break. I went to Erin's for a little bit and headed home and hung out with Tara, Mike and Vicky. Saturday I hung out with Adam and his friend Donny. Donny apparently used to live in Brockton. And apparently we also went to middle school together. Weird. But he's a cool kid. Confessedly, I did miss Adam. I miss Stephanie. I miss David. I miss Mauro. I miss James. And even though I've seen her just a week ago, I even miss Kaileigh. Tomorrow I'm supposed to be going to the Aggie with Melissa (for the third time this vacation) so she can go pick up her yearbook. After tomorrow I will hopefully find something else to do with the remaining three days I have out here in Eastern Massachusetts. I just really miss the Berkshires. I miss North Adams. I miss MCLA. I miss my friends out there. I miss freedom. And I even miss classes. I'm done out here. I want to go home.
- Mood:
homesick - Music:God Is An Astronaut - Ascend to Oblivion
I must say, this has been a splendid break so far! I've gotten to see some of my old friends, and it is not too close to the end! There are still a few kids who I owe a visit to, and it has been long overdue. :D
I finally got to see Melissa the first week I was home! I hung out with Michael, Kevin, and Adrian earlier this week, too! Sneaking a bottle of wine into the movie theaters proves to have been one of the wisest decisions we'd ever made. I've seen some of the old Brockton clan, as well as Krystyna and Brianna. (: Today I hung out with good old Niall Quinn and tomorrow I may be driving out to Plymouth to see Adam. So all is well. New Years should be good. I was hoping to go out to Boston with a few kids from school but shit always seems to fall through. It's cool. Kaileigh's it is! :D
I miss being in school. But being home is nice. And I'm excited (yes, I know it's going to get repetitive, but it is the highlight of being back East) to see all these old friends. It feels like I've been home far longer than just a a week or however long it's been. Anyway. I'm reeling back in from the bowl ride with Niall and the sneaking into the garage.. heh.. and I think it's time that I go catch some z's. Keep it real, kids.
WEED > YOU.
I finally got to see Melissa the first week I was home! I hung out with Michael, Kevin, and Adrian earlier this week, too! Sneaking a bottle of wine into the movie theaters proves to have been one of the wisest decisions we'd ever made. I've seen some of the old Brockton clan, as well as Krystyna and Brianna. (: Today I hung out with good old Niall Quinn and tomorrow I may be driving out to Plymouth to see Adam. So all is well. New Years should be good. I was hoping to go out to Boston with a few kids from school but shit always seems to fall through. It's cool. Kaileigh's it is! :D
I miss being in school. But being home is nice. And I'm excited (yes, I know it's going to get repetitive, but it is the highlight of being back East) to see all these old friends. It feels like I've been home far longer than just a a week or however long it's been. Anyway. I'm reeling back in from the bowl ride with Niall and the sneaking into the garage.. heh.. and I think it's time that I go catch some z's. Keep it real, kids.
WEED > YOU.
- Mood: sleepy
- Music:Mr. Hudson & The Library - Too Late, Too Late
The past four months I have found myself careening into the unknown dark abyss which we recognize as life. God speed!
College is something else; I think that's what a lot us Aggie kids have found out.
I can't help but feel the Aggie really did prepare us better then most high schools could have though. We're all used to the walking around campus, from building to building, finding our way. Embracing new people we've met, and new experiences we've encountered.
There has been Tim and Ben.
There has been drugs and drinking.
There have been parties and 20 B.
There have been new friends, and I am pleased to see that some of my old friends are still there.
There was the death of my rabbit and only a few days later, my grandfather.
Life is odd. But I'm enjoying it a lot more than I think I ever truly have.
I love Stephanie, Kaileigh, Martha, David, Adam, Tim, Austin, and even Chris Skut!
They've proven to be some of the few people I can trust here.
Albeit things are still kind of shakey with Tim, and a little awkward with Austin after the end. . .
And I'm still learning to trust more people, and I'm glad I've met these kids here.
It's the end of the first semester. I'm coming home on the eighteenth of December. I cannot wait to see my Lissa and Kory, and Krystyna and Brianna. It's going to be pretty sweet to see some of the old Aggie clan too.
I'm excited! But I'm going to miss these MCLAer's, too.
Anywho. This was but a brief recap on my life thus far. . . which doesn't help you too much I am sure, but hey, whatever. It's livejournal. No one really reads this anyway, do they?
- Mood:
cold - Music:Jenny Owen Youngs - Hot in Herre
I'm at college!
And Michael Obasohan needs to stop eating all my food!
And Michael Obasohan needs to stop eating all my food!
- Mood: chipper
It's all okay. I'm sure of this.
- Mood:
complete - Music:The Magic Numbers - Runnin' Out
I leave for school Saturday! Wahhh!
I'm relieved that I've gotten the opportunity to clear the air between a few people before I depart for MCLA. Unfortunately, there's still one person I need to talk to. I suppose I don't need to. And I suppose I shouldn't even bother. But I can't help feel there's been a lot of tension between us over the past couple of months. There's just a lot she needs to hear, and it won't be better if it's left unsaid like everyone's been telling me. I'm not going to let it go that easily. The funny thing is, when I tell her all of this I get the hopeless feeling that she'll say something about how she's hardly even noticed or felt that way. I guess it's just this irritating feeling of ambiguity that I shouldn't bother because at this pinnacle, what can really be done? It's just been eating at me for some time now.
Ugh. Maybe everyone's right. At this point, I guess instead of wanting to sever the ties between us, I just want them it to fall apart on its own. I guess I'll just leave it be.
I'm relieved that I've gotten the opportunity to clear the air between a few people before I depart for MCLA. Unfortunately, there's still one person I need to talk to. I suppose I don't need to. And I suppose I shouldn't even bother. But I can't help feel there's been a lot of tension between us over the past couple of months. There's just a lot she needs to hear, and it won't be better if it's left unsaid like everyone's been telling me. I'm not going to let it go that easily. The funny thing is, when I tell her all of this I get the hopeless feeling that she'll say something about how she's hardly even noticed or felt that way. I guess it's just this irritating feeling of ambiguity that I shouldn't bother because at this pinnacle, what can really be done? It's just been eating at me for some time now.
Ugh. Maybe everyone's right. At this point, I guess instead of wanting to sever the ties between us, I just want them it to fall apart on its own. I guess I'll just leave it be.
- Mood:
solicitous - Music:AGAINST ME! - Walking Is Still Honest
I wish I were like Melissa and Kaileigh, in the sense that I would not forget to take my camera- ever.
Yesterday was Steph's party. It was pretty awesome. I could have taken a lot of hilarious pictures. We went tubing on her uncle's boat. It was freaking crazy fun. And I didn't fall off! Hooray for not falling! But not hooray for being punched repeatedly in the face by the salty ocean's mighty fist. Kory was there for a little while, then he had to go to work. Tristan, Erin, and Clay came, those were the only people I already knew. The rest of the people were either Matt's friends or Josh's. We had a bonfire out on the beach and everything. It was a good time. I really did miss them. Like a crap load more than I thought I could.
Melissa is making me feel really shitty about leaving. I know that isn't her intent. And I know she's just trying to figure out how our friendship is going to work out. Is it going to falter? Will I just completely give up, and forget her? Of course it won't. And of course I won't. Honestly, she's one of the few transcendent friends I've come across in my whole seventeen years of being alive. I'm glad I found her in Mr. Howes's biology class sophomore year. She's helped make the whole high school experience go smoothly and help me fill it with hilarity and the most ridiculous moments of my life. She's always there. I can always talk to her and tell her whatever is going on. I know she'll listen. I know she'll give me the truth, even if I don't want to hear it. She never bullshits me. I like that. You always need that one person who's going to spin you back into reality. I'm going to miss hanging out with her basically every week. Bleh. I really do hate this.
I'm hanging out with KV and MV today, I think. We'll see. I guess I'll wait for a text or call. I'm watching Weeds right now. I recommend it. I don't know how to finish this off. I feel crappy.
Later.
Yesterday was Steph's party. It was pretty awesome. I could have taken a lot of hilarious pictures. We went tubing on her uncle's boat. It was freaking crazy fun. And I didn't fall off! Hooray for not falling! But not hooray for being punched repeatedly in the face by the salty ocean's mighty fist. Kory was there for a little while, then he had to go to work. Tristan, Erin, and Clay came, those were the only people I already knew. The rest of the people were either Matt's friends or Josh's. We had a bonfire out on the beach and everything. It was a good time. I really did miss them. Like a crap load more than I thought I could.
Melissa is making me feel really shitty about leaving. I know that isn't her intent. And I know she's just trying to figure out how our friendship is going to work out. Is it going to falter? Will I just completely give up, and forget her? Of course it won't. And of course I won't. Honestly, she's one of the few transcendent friends I've come across in my whole seventeen years of being alive. I'm glad I found her in Mr. Howes's biology class sophomore year. She's helped make the whole high school experience go smoothly and help me fill it with hilarity and the most ridiculous moments of my life. She's always there. I can always talk to her and tell her whatever is going on. I know she'll listen. I know she'll give me the truth, even if I don't want to hear it. She never bullshits me. I like that. You always need that one person who's going to spin you back into reality. I'm going to miss hanging out with her basically every week. Bleh. I really do hate this.
I'm hanging out with KV and MV today, I think. We'll see. I guess I'll wait for a text or call. I'm watching Weeds right now. I recommend it. I don't know how to finish this off. I feel crappy.
Later.
- Mood:
capsized - Music:Arcade Fire - My Body Is A Cage
I leave for college in eight days, and I still have a lot of things I need to take care off. Bleh!
Why am I such a procrastinator?
Well, Monday I went into Boston with Lissa, David, Kim, and Kim's friend Faith. It was pretty cool. David, Kim, and Faith are MCLA-ers. And David and Kim were also in IEP with me. Technically, Kim really wasn't in IEP, she was a teaching assistant for crazy ass Doctor Whitney.
Anyway, click for pictures!
Tuesday night I went outside for a cigarette with Kuba. And met up with Matt. He has two new kittens. Whitey and Rusty. The worst names ever imaginable if you ask me. Chris was home. He seemed really out of sorts. It was kind of weird, like he was high. But he wasn't. He quit his job, and he was the happiest I think I've ever seen him. I don't ever want to have a job that makes me as miserable as his had made him. Main thing about bringing this up is: Matt is going to the Army National Gaurd or whatever. He leaves September 12th. To Kentucky. Weird thing about that? He leaves with Kevin. I will feel really bad if they end up being "battle buddies." Matt would most likely end up beating the shit out of Kevin if he fucked up. It's like this: if your battle buddy fucks up, then you fucked up. He gets punished, you get punished. Tough shit, eh?
I told off creepy Ben ( the one who took my phone number off facebook and hung out with me briefly at Download Fest) in an AIM conversation with the help of Mike. I'm serious. I was already saying insulting things on my own and the kid would not give in! So, I did the only thing I knew to do next, go to someone who says the craziest, obscure, terrible things ever. After an hour, Ben finally stopped. All those comments Mike told me to say drove the kid absolutely crazy. Go figure.
Here's an example though:
Tomorrow I am going to the dentist and Friday I am finishing the last of my school shopping. At least, I hope that's the case. My laptop came yesterday. I feel more at ease. They said they wouldn't ship it out until August 31st. Yeah. That's cool, the day before I go to MCLA. Fucking Dell, almost gave me a heart attack. My room is currently an obstacle course. It's just crammed with boxes and luggage and random stuff I'm taking away with me. Packing is depressing. And exciting. Meh. Saturday is Steph's party. I miss people. I want to see them now. Not Saturday. Bleh!
This entry is jumbled as all hell.
'm kind of tired. I should probably get to bed.
Why am I such a procrastinator?
Well, Monday I went into Boston with Lissa, David, Kim, and Kim's friend Faith. It was pretty cool. David, Kim, and Faith are MCLA-ers. And David and Kim were also in IEP with me. Technically, Kim really wasn't in IEP, she was a teaching assistant for crazy ass Doctor Whitney.
Anyway, click for pictures!
( Boston )
Tuesday night I went outside for a cigarette with Kuba. And met up with Matt. He has two new kittens. Whitey and Rusty. The worst names ever imaginable if you ask me. Chris was home. He seemed really out of sorts. It was kind of weird, like he was high. But he wasn't. He quit his job, and he was the happiest I think I've ever seen him. I don't ever want to have a job that makes me as miserable as his had made him. Main thing about bringing this up is: Matt is going to the Army National Gaurd or whatever. He leaves September 12th. To Kentucky. Weird thing about that? He leaves with Kevin. I will feel really bad if they end up being "battle buddies." Matt would most likely end up beating the shit out of Kevin if he fucked up. It's like this: if your battle buddy fucks up, then you fucked up. He gets punished, you get punished. Tough shit, eh?
I told off creepy Ben ( the one who took my phone number off facebook and hung out with me briefly at Download Fest) in an AIM conversation with the help of Mike. I'm serious. I was already saying insulting things on my own and the kid would not give in! So, I did the only thing I knew to do next, go to someone who says the craziest, obscure, terrible things ever. After an hour, Ben finally stopped. All those comments Mike told me to say drove the kid absolutely crazy. Go figure.
Here's an example though:
CirclingTheEarth: don't you have a paladin to powelevel?
CirclingTheEarth: or are you paying some chinaman to do it for you?
Ben: My WoW account has been deactivated for a long time.
Ben: Actually, one of the reasons I stopped playing is because I would have had to pay for better internet at school.
CirclingTheEarth: tragic.
Ben: Indeed.
Ben: It's hard to grind a mage with ten-second lag.
Ben: You should game with us at school.
Ben: It'll be fun.
CirclingTheEarth: i bet it's even harder to whack off to your lvl 1 female priest dancing naked in ironforge for coins
Ben: Why so intent on verbal abuse today? :-P
CirclingTheEarth: you're the one absorbing it like a sponge
Ben: If I called you a sperm burping cum dumpster, would it make you feel any better?
CirclingTheEarth: how unexpected
CirclingTheEarth: did you google that as well?
Ben: Nope
Ben: It was inspired.
CirclingTheEarth: i wonder if you could have said that to my face
Ben: More easily, I just tend to speak concisely on the internet, and profanity is usually used as an expletive.
CirclingTheEarth: i always wondered about people who used immaculate grammar and punctuation on
Ben: Go fuck your mother with a cattle prod, HIV-monger.
CirclingTheEarth: not so smart now, eh?
Tomorrow I am going to the dentist and Friday I am finishing the last of my school shopping. At least, I hope that's the case. My laptop came yesterday. I feel more at ease. They said they wouldn't ship it out until August 31st. Yeah. That's cool, the day before I go to MCLA. Fucking Dell, almost gave me a heart attack. My room is currently an obstacle course. It's just crammed with boxes and luggage and random stuff I'm taking away with me. Packing is depressing. And exciting. Meh. Saturday is Steph's party. I miss people. I want to see them now. Not Saturday. Bleh!
This entry is jumbled as all hell.
'm kind of tired. I should probably get to bed.
- Mood:
nauseated - Music:Vetiver - Won't Be Me
Well. I've been back from IEP for about three weeks now.
That Individual Enrichment Program. I don't think I ever mentioned it here.
To say the least, I wasn't really enriched at all.
I got back July 28th.
It wasn't that bad. I met a few cool people who I'll probably hang out with come fall and everyone else is just a "Hey." kind of person. You know? See them in the hall or something, just give a quick greeting and you're golden.
Anyway, since I've been home I got to see some cool bands/artists perform.
I saw Tegan and Sara play at Newbury Comics in Peabody with Melissa. :D
At the MFA, Dr. Dog and Elvis Perkins performed, and that was seriously amazing. They crowd was mixed, with old people and a few young teenagers, and college students. It was interesting.
Yesterday I went to Download Festival with Mike. That waspretty friggin' fucking awesome.
I saw Band of Horses, Wolf Parade, Neko Case, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Guster, and Modest Mouse, we were like, an hour late so we missed Apollo Sunshine, but that's alright. I can live.
Band of Horses was awesome! They played two new songs and a cover song, by who I cannot remember. They also played, The Funeral, Weed Party, The Great Salt Lake, Our Swords, and Monsters. *Sigh* I love those old bearded men.
Wolf Parade was actually disappointing as shit, they played all new songs no one in the crowd had ever heard before, the CD isn't released, and none of the songs are available to check out on the interweb, blah, blah. Except, they did play "I'll Believe In Anything" and "It's A Curse." To put it lightly, a lot of the people in the crowd were pissed. An older man behind me (he had to be at least 35) was shouting "Boo" at the end of their set and asked Spencer why he'd bothered to "drive two fucking hours for that shit." I felt sort of bad, but, I can't really blame the guy.
Neko Case was awful. The end.
Yeah Yeah Yeah's were good, of course. Karen O came out on stage dressed like fucking wizard in this weird long silver shiney costume, and underneath it she had a weird leopard print outfit with a "really saggy crotch," as Mike said.
Guster is gay so. Fuck that. I'm kidding. I'm not a Guster fan, but they did play well.
Finally, Modest Mouse. Wow. Please. Like I even need to tell you how they played. At one point Isaac slurred (yeah he was drunk, if not getting there) something about how the seating is pretty pointless and we should all basically rush towards the stage. And people did. It was fucking crazy, awesome. But then the Tweeter Center jerks made a lot of people move back, including myself and Mike. But still. It was cool. They did an encore. Which was ..fdsfndsnk<3. They played Trailer Trash and I can't remember what else they played for that. They played Spitting Venom, Education, Dashboard, Missed the Boat, Paper Thin Walls, Bury Me With It, Float On, Black Cadillacs, and that's all I can remember at this point.
It was a great show though.
Er. I saw Ben. From MCLA, he was there. It was awkward. He's pretty awkward. And apparently a little deaf. Mike thought it was funny. It wasn't. That's all I want to say about that openly on the internet.
I got home around twelve thirty. And I'm still sleepy.
Oh, I watched Jill's dog for her for a week. She offered to pay me $40 a day. But I did that thing where you say you can't accept someone's money and the whole "your money's no good here" speech. And then I was a little disappointed. But. She ended up paying me the day after I dropped off Shadow. Yeah. $300 ftw!
Too bad it's all in the bank already. I used more than half of it to buy stuff for college anyway. So my shopping is taken care of for the most part. I'm kind of nervous. And thinking MCLA was probably a bad choice. It's so far away from everything. I realized really too late that I need the city life. At least to be close to it. I guess we'll just have to see how the year unfolds.
Later, kids.
That Individual Enrichment Program. I don't think I ever mentioned it here.
To say the least, I wasn't really enriched at all.
I got back July 28th.
It wasn't that bad. I met a few cool people who I'll probably hang out with come fall and everyone else is just a "Hey." kind of person. You know? See them in the hall or something, just give a quick greeting and you're golden.
Anyway, since I've been home I got to see some cool bands/artists perform.
I saw Tegan and Sara play at Newbury Comics in Peabody with Melissa. :D
At the MFA, Dr. Dog and Elvis Perkins performed, and that was seriously amazing. They crowd was mixed, with old people and a few young teenagers, and college students. It was interesting.
Yesterday I went to Download Festival with Mike. That was
I saw Band of Horses, Wolf Parade, Neko Case, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Guster, and Modest Mouse, we were like, an hour late so we missed Apollo Sunshine, but that's alright. I can live.
Band of Horses was awesome! They played two new songs and a cover song, by who I cannot remember. They also played, The Funeral, Weed Party, The Great Salt Lake, Our Swords, and Monsters. *Sigh* I love those old bearded men.
Wolf Parade was actually disappointing as shit, they played all new songs no one in the crowd had ever heard before, the CD isn't released, and none of the songs are available to check out on the interweb, blah, blah. Except, they did play "I'll Believe In Anything" and "It's A Curse." To put it lightly, a lot of the people in the crowd were pissed. An older man behind me (he had to be at least 35) was shouting "Boo" at the end of their set and asked Spencer why he'd bothered to "drive two fucking hours for that shit." I felt sort of bad, but, I can't really blame the guy.
Neko Case was awful. The end.
Yeah Yeah Yeah's were good, of course. Karen O came out on stage dressed like fucking wizard in this weird long silver shiney costume, and underneath it she had a weird leopard print outfit with a "really saggy crotch," as Mike said.
Guster is gay so. Fuck that. I'm kidding. I'm not a Guster fan, but they did play well.
Finally, Modest Mouse. Wow. Please. Like I even need to tell you how they played. At one point Isaac slurred (yeah he was drunk, if not getting there) something about how the seating is pretty pointless and we should all basically rush towards the stage. And people did. It was fucking crazy, awesome. But then the Tweeter Center jerks made a lot of people move back, including myself and Mike. But still. It was cool. They did an encore. Which was ..fdsfndsnk<3. They played Trailer Trash and I can't remember what else they played for that. They played Spitting Venom, Education, Dashboard, Missed the Boat, Paper Thin Walls, Bury Me With It, Float On, Black Cadillacs, and that's all I can remember at this point.
It was a great show though.
Er. I saw Ben. From MCLA, he was there. It was awkward. He's pretty awkward. And apparently a little deaf. Mike thought it was funny. It wasn't. That's all I want to say about that openly on the internet.
I got home around twelve thirty. And I'm still sleepy.
Oh, I watched Jill's dog for her for a week. She offered to pay me $40 a day. But I did that thing where you say you can't accept someone's money and the whole "your money's no good here" speech. And then I was a little disappointed. But. She ended up paying me the day after I dropped off Shadow. Yeah. $300 ftw!
Too bad it's all in the bank already. I used more than half of it to buy stuff for college anyway. So my shopping is taken care of for the most part. I'm kind of nervous. And thinking MCLA was probably a bad choice. It's so far away from everything. I realized really too late that I need the city life. At least to be close to it. I guess we'll just have to see how the year unfolds.
Later, kids.
- Mood: sleepy
- Music:Animal Collective - Fireworks
Wow.
Hello livejournal. :D
I'll update later.
Hello livejournal. :D
I'll update later.
- Mood: sleepy
- Music:Iron & Wine - Boy With A Coin
I was wrong.
The Amherst trip was never fated to fail. We ended up going Friday. And yes, it was worth it. And yes. It was pretty awesome. :D
Thanks to Mertz for taking us to Antonio's in the first place.
I really am glad he knows about all the great places to eat, it's not an insult either. It's a compliment really.
I'm still mad he didn't show up to graduation. I'm not necessarily mad. Just annoyed. Clay's right, he better be lying in a ditch somewhere. >:(
(But, I really hope he's not.)
Kaylyn's graduation party was good.
As was Krystyna's.
Haha, yeah, that was all a saved draft from forever ago. >>
My grad party went quite swimmingly as well.
I saw Pirates III with Melissa yesterday. I don't know how I felt about it. It was okay I guess, it kind of jumped around a lot. The ending made me kind of sad. Haha. Yeah, I'm a lame ass.
I just came back from the beach with Bri. It was a good time.
I have poison ivy. I want it gone now.
Work sucks and I can't wait for next Wednesday to be my last day.
I don't want to go to MCLA for four weeks, I'm hoping it just flies by.
I sort of miss the Aggie.
Jakub went to Poland two days ago.
It's weird that he isn't home. I don't know. I don't like it being just me and the parents. I guess that's one good thing about going to MCLA for that IE program thing. Maybe I will be individually enriched by the end of it like that Casey kid said.
And oh, yeah. I realized how much of an idiot I am.
I need to stop.
I feel ashamed.
Mainly because I don't know if I feel as bad as I probably should.
I really have nothing interesting to say.
Kbye.
The Amherst trip was never fated to fail. We ended up going Friday. And yes, it was worth it. And yes. It was pretty awesome. :D
Thanks to Mertz for taking us to Antonio's in the first place.
I really am glad he knows about all the great places to eat, it's not an insult either. It's a compliment really.
I'm still mad he didn't show up to graduation. I'm not necessarily mad. Just annoyed. Clay's right, he better be lying in a ditch somewhere. >:(
(But, I really hope he's not.)
Kaylyn's graduation party was good.
As was Krystyna's.
Haha, yeah, that was all a saved draft from forever ago. >>
My grad party went quite swimmingly as well.
I saw Pirates III with Melissa yesterday. I don't know how I felt about it. It was okay I guess, it kind of jumped around a lot. The ending made me kind of sad. Haha. Yeah, I'm a lame ass.
I just came back from the beach with Bri. It was a good time.
I have poison ivy. I want it gone now.
Work sucks and I can't wait for next Wednesday to be my last day.
I don't want to go to MCLA for four weeks, I'm hoping it just flies by.
I sort of miss the Aggie.
Jakub went to Poland two days ago.
It's weird that he isn't home. I don't know. I don't like it being just me and the parents. I guess that's one good thing about going to MCLA for that IE program thing. Maybe I will be individually enriched by the end of it like that Casey kid said.
And oh, yeah. I realized how much of an idiot I am.
I need to stop.
I feel ashamed.
Mainly because I don't know if I feel as bad as I probably should.
I really have nothing interesting to say.
Kbye.
- Mood:
eh - Music:Johnathan Rice - Break So Easy
So. I am really bad at keeping journals updated on a regular basis.
Oh well!
Here's some recent news:
Last week was the official last week of school.
And it was a good week, I didn't feel sad or anything.
I don't think it's hit me even now- that we're not going back to the Aggie this coming fall. I mean, I know that we're not, I just don't feel it. It's weird and it's sort of hard to explain. But, I think most of you probably know what I'm trying to say.
Last week consisted of ultimate frisbee during studies, harassing the shit out of my favorite teachers, running around campus like an ass, kids jumping in the front pond, Guitar Hero II, Wii, lots of food, the Arborque, me finally attempting to climb a tree in front of a freshman class, and senior parade.
This past week was basically work, all staff meeting for work again (which was actually not too bad) and hanging out with Melissa, duh.
Thursday, or yesterday rather, was graduation.
Mertz wasn't there. WTF? Seriously. I'm pissed about that.
I didn't see Lee at the end which was kind of lame, or Kraby.
Bummer. I'll see them Thanksgiving. Haha.
Melissa and I promised Gilmore we'd come back together and annoy the crap out of her, she'll miss the hell out of us. :D
I got an award, surprisingly enough. Hooray for me!
I'm still not sad. Not depressed. Not upset or distressed. I'm not happy or excited or relieved. Just completely, utterly, and hopelessly indifferent.
Like I said, I'm still stuck in the whole "I haven't whole heartedly come into the realization that high school is seriously over forever" thing. I don't know. I want to feel sad. Or happy, even. Just something.
Ugh.
Well, last night Kaileigh and I went to go to Amherst for pizza. It didn't work out. We suck at directions.
I think the trip is fated to fail. Maybe one day.
We took a wrong turn, mapquest seriously blows at giving directions 75% of the time.
We ended up in downtown Providence. Haha. We were both flipping out and Kevin wouldn't get off the phone. So we decided to stop somewhere to relax- calm our nerves. We went to Burger King. :) It was very stress relieving and delicious and fattening. The lady at the drive-thru gave us good directions and we just went back to Kaileigh's house and hung out.
And I am there now. And she is dead asleep. I hate when I wake up early at other people's houses. It's weird. Not weird, but I feel like I'm making people feel like they need to wake up and accomodate my needs. But, she fell asleep again. Haha. I guess she just doesn't care. :)
The rooster is loud. And I can see the pheasants. Maggie Mae is chubby. Lalala!
I'm going to miss the shit out of everyone. <3
Later. XD
- Mood: sleepy
- Music:television
I haven't updated this in a while.
Work isn't bad. I bitch(ed) about it a lot to everyone, but it's kind of growing on me. There are good days and bad days.
But that's expected, isn't it?
I wish I worked at Bird Park more then I do though.
For all the wrong reasons. Haha. :)
This week has basically been a lot of planting flowers and chasing geese. Haha, yeah.. I've seriously begun to understand why TJ and Paul always throw rocks at the geese at school now. But I won't stoop to their methods. Mainly because I can't. Ethics! But honestly, those geese are just annoying. They crap all over the walk ways- which means I'm the one who has to go and clean it up. Then they tear up the grass and just... poop. All the time. Eh. What can I do? They have their right to exist.
Ah! Five days until the last day of school.
I'm excited and anxious. Mainly excited. But mostly anxious. I don't know. It's weird. That's just how it is I guess. A mix of emotions. The main thing is keeping in touch with people I want to stay in touch with, and then there's breaking off ties to the people I really don't care about. Ouch. But come on, reality kids. You know it's true for you too.I love my school, but I'm really happy to be leaving.
Life is good.
P.S.
Melissa did this thing in her livejournal where she had people post their very own postsecrets. And sure, there are livejournal groups where you can do that. But fuck that kid! The cool thing about this is, you know the person posting their secret. I mean- it's from someone you know (most likely), you just don't know who! Unless they don't do it anonymously.. but anyway. Think about doing it? You can do an image or you could just type it out in a comment. Whatever you feel like doing. Like Melissa, I will post one of my own.
Later.
- Mood:
okay - Music:Manchester Orchestra - Alice and Interiors
Mmm, let's see.
Prom was awesome last Friday. :)
[Haha, yes, this is a very late update.]
Pictures are in a new album on my facebook if you care to see them.
The night at Kaileigh's was fun too. Except for Kevin- at times. He was being pretty annoying. With the whole, "Kathy. I love you. Lemme' kiss you while you're trying to sleep!" Kind of thing. And.. yeah- no need to go into detail.
On the way home Saturday we (Kory, Kevin & I) got lost in Rhode Island for a while. Haha. So we got food at this Wendy's and acted ridiculous as all hell. It's so weird driving to/from her house...
Ah! Where to go with this? This whole week was just really good.
Monday: David Bazan, Johnathan Rice & Ben Gibbard were playing at Somerville Theatre. And guess who got to see 'em? Me! And Kaileigh, Mike, & Victoria. It was an awesome show. Great set. I melted a couple of times when Johnathan Rice played. Check out his song "It Couldn't Be Me." :) David B. was getting drunk. Mike got to meet him during an intermission. I'm hating on that kid so badly for that. You have no idea.
Tuesday was the Quabbin trip! There were eagles and salmon, haha. We chased a porcupine with Mertz. And climbed the trees at the arboretum at Amherst. When Erin jumped off this one branch we were sitting on, I did a complete flip over it, accidentally. But somehow it was actually pretty graceful. It was a fun time. We got food and stuff like that. And walked around a lot. And waded in water. We didn't get home till late- like 9ish. It was a good trip though.
Wednesday was Senior Skip Day! It kind of sucked because I had to work from 8am to 1pm. Yeah. But afterwards I went out with Kory to Red Robyn and to the Kingston mall.
Thursday was a regular day.
Friday I had no work because of the rain/thunderstorm possibilities. XD So, I got to spend a day with the Natural Resources kids in school. I miss them. A lot more then I knew I could. After school I went with Erin and Clay to get ice cream at Bubbling Brook. Where I was harassed with the worst comebacks ever. :) It was silly. Then Clay and I went to do landscaping type work on this woman's property- his mother's friend I think- for a couple of hours. It wasn't bad at all. I realized that's why I really hate my job. Because I'm always alone. There's no one there to work with. If I did have someone else my age and not those creepy old guys who tend to show up, then it would probably be fun, or easier to deal with. Eh. I'll probably quit after I get in my six weeks for CWEP to be completely honest. Or until I have to go to MCLA to do the summer seminar crap. Grr. I'm not sure how I feel about having to do that really. I guess there are some benefits.. we'll see how it goes. Anyway, later last night Melissa came over and we went to Wal-Mart and bought paint and stuff to well, paint the bird houses we got our mom's for Mother's Day tomorrow. Oh yeah, I kind of took two bird houses from ag mech. Haha. No reason really. Just because I could. :) Shitty present? Not really. I'm taking my mom out to dinner anyway so it all works out. The bird house is just kind of nice. Heh. Plus, the painting part was frustrating. Well it wasn't the painting so much as the stencils. Yeah. We had stencils! But they ended up just kind of screwing up the paint jobs on the bird houses. It was still a lot of fun though. :D
Today I had to work for two hours. It sucked. It always sucks. I didn't really do anything else. I'm just feeling really, really sleepy. So I think I shall go take a nap.
Later kids!
- Mood:
content - Music:Alexi Murdoch - All My Days
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