I'm gonna kick tomorrowwww
I haven't updated in a very long time, so I've been contemplating on writing a huge entry on what I've been doing... which would probably only highlight certain things and completely leave out others, which I do not want to do. Instead I'm going to make this completely random. I'm going to write whatever comes to mind. I'm sorry if this is jumpy, but it's the only way to be unbiased towards... myself, I guess?
First off- every live journal I've read has mentioned Hoban sucking, or Hoban seniors sucking or whatever. I don't know if this is completely true. I am definitely 111% ready to graduate and leave the Wilkes-Barre/Ashley region, but I will miss some people. I don't want to leave with regret, but it's inevitable. There are some really awesome people in my class that I've never really had more than a polite conversation with. I talk to like Courteney Mirenzi, Meghan Phillips, and Chris Hughes in homeroom sometimes, and I talk to Ryann and Gill Wensel in study hall and they truly seem like genuine, interesting people. I don't know why I've never really talked to these people or anything, but it just happens. Freshman year you kind of form your ties and claim your friends and that's that. I know some people who everyone hates... and I hope I would never be one of those people. I truly try to have genuine conversations with people, but for some reason or another- it's nothing more than that. That's why I'm looking forward to college- everyone is out of their element and hopefully I can be friends with all different sorts of people.
Which brings me to my second topic- what sort of person am I? For the past three years I was convinced I was a hippie... I would only listen to "hippie" music (you know what music I'm talking about) and never really gave much thought to anyone else. Now I find myself listening to only music that I think is "good". My sister listens to all punk (or whatever it is) and emo bands and such that I never gave a chance before, but now I'm in love with Taking Back Sunday and the Get Up Kids and especially Brand New. The song "Soco Amaretto Lime" makes me cry and very few songs do that, to me at least. That's how I judge music now. What does it make me feel? DMB is is my absolute favorite and I still like most of the hippie bands, but I'm broadening my tastes... maybe that's a mark of getting older?
The song I mentioned before, "Soco Amaretto Lime" actually amazes me. Here are the lyrics:
Passed out on the overpass
Sunday best and broken glass
Broken down from the bikes and bars
Suspended like spirits over speeding cars
You and me, we're kings over the parkway tonight
And tonight will go on forever while we
Walk around this town like we own the streets
And stay awake through summer like we own the heat
Singing everbody wake up (wake up)it's time to get down
Everybody wake up its time to get down
End when I pass the bottle back to Pete on the overpass tonight
I bet we laugh
I'm gonna stay 18 forever
So we can stay like this forever
And we'll never miss a party
'Cause we keep them going constantly
And we'll never have to listen
To anyone about anything
'Cause it's all been done and its all been said
We're the coolest kids and we take what we can get
The hell out of this town
Find some conversation
The low fuel lights been on for days
Doesn't mean anything
I've got another 500 another 500 miles before we
Shut this engine down
We shut it down
I'm gonna stay 18 forever
So we can stay like this forever
And we'll never miss a party
'Cause we keep them going constantly
And we'll never have to listen
To any one about anything
'Cause it's all been done and its all been said
we're the coolest kids and we take what we can get
18 forever
So we can stay like this forever
And we'll never miss a party 'cause we keep them going constantly
And we'll never have to listen
To any one about anything 'cause it's all be done and its all been said We're The coolest kids and we take what we can get
You're just jealous cause i'm young and in love.
Your stomach's filled up but you're starved for conversation.
You're spending all your nights growing old in your bed.
And you're tearing up your photos 'cause you want to forget...
It's over.
You're just jealous 'cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous 'cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous 'cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous 'cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous 'cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous 'cause we're young and in love
See that song makes me feel one hundred different feelings all at once. It makes me remember all of the good times I've had and it strangely reminds me of driving to Dallas with Christine at like 9 o'clock on an August night where all we could see were the lights way ahead of us off the road and a bunch of stars in the sky. That drive made me feel infinite, which if you've never read "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" you can't fully understand. That song takes everything I've ever thought or felt and turns it inside out and upside down. That song kicks my fucking ass. I want to buy Brand New's CD "Your Favorite Weapon" for every person in the Bishop Hoban Senior class. I want everyone to sit in the auditorium on the broken chairs with a copy of the lyrics and listen to that song and then have a huge discussion or just let everyone cry or dance or whatever. If that doesn't make any sense to you, then I feel bad for you. Everyone should have a song that does that to them. "The kind of song that makes people glad to be where they are with whoever they're there with." I'm sure the guys from Brand New are told how amazing their songs are on a daily basis, but I want to write them a letter telling them how it's affected me. Then I would feel satisfied.
Enough of that for now... I could go on for days about what Brand New's doen for me, but I don't have that kind of time.
Tonight work was good. Mcginnison, Alecia, and J Ly came to see me, which was so nice. They all ate food and I was their waitress and I'm sorry I couldn't slip you guys some alcohol, but Dad was watching LOLLOLOLL I really missed hanging out with Mike, he's a really good person and recently we've been hanging out a lot more which makes me happy. Hanging out with Alecia is good too because for like 6 years at St. Nick's, we were best friends. Alecia has really changed a lot in these past couple of years. I think she's grown up a lot. She's still her same old care-free, wanna-be ghetto self at heart, but I think some recent events have made her re-evaluate some things and I think (hope, know?) it's made her a better person. Work really makes me happy which is weird because most people hate their jobs. I think I like it because everyone I work with is older and they're all different from the people I'm used to hanging out with. One of the cooks grows his own weed in his attic and he gave me some for free haha... I also love seeing the people having a good time at the bar, it's like all these people, some know each other and some don't, getting together for drinks and just having a good time. In the restaurant part of the Barney, everyone is separated at different tables with who they came with, but at the bar- everyone sits at the same "table" and everyone is friends for at least a little while. Is that corny? I hope so. I also like to see my dad down the bar... it really makes me so proud to see him there and see people talk to him about how nice him and Mark have kept the bar. It makes me proud because he worked his old job which he hated for about twenty years and now he has his own bar (well- his and Mark's) and he loves it. He's always down there doing something- whether it's just talking to people at the bar or helping us waitresses clear tables or hanging out in the kitchen, I know he's happy. He'd rather work 17 hour days at the Barney, then 15 minute days at BK. I'm really, really proud of him, which is beyond corny, and I could never tell him that because he'd call me Rudy the Spazz, but again I don't care.
The school part of school is really what's driving people crazy I think. It's practically the fourth quarter and we have all these ridiculous assignments due. Why wouldnt't the teachers be smart and assign big assignments in the first quarter when our grades still mattered? By the third quarter pretty much everyone knew where they were going to college, or at least where they were accepted. Marriage projects and research papers should have been due first quarter- then people would have cared, now it's just a hassle and it makes us hate school. Here is a normal school day for me.
Day 3
Mod 1- Psychology- I try to listen to Mr. Higgins (when he's even in school, which he hasn't been lately) and I pretend to take notes when I really write out song lyrics
Mod 2- English- I daydream about Mr.Kane being my adorable teddy bear husband then Annaleigh and I talk about going tanning then we watch a part of a movie.
Mod 3- Theology- I make faces at Jason Austin when Angela makes absurd comments about Pocono Mountain and how things are done there, then we all argue with Mr. McDermott when he tries to encourage us to end all of our current friendships now because in a year no one will remember anyone.
Mod 4/5- Usually a study hall. I COLOR! or read fashion magazines with Fenell
Mod 6/7- Physics- I write notes to people who I never actually give the notes to, but it passes the time. Physics is the only class that I know what time it ends at, so I watch the clock. I also yell things like Pauli's Principle or ultraviolet so Mr. Gowisnok will continue to think I pay attention and continue to give me 92's on my report card.
Mod 8/9- Biology- I talk to Lisa about anything. Or we all play with magnetic poetry- a really neat game is eveyone takes six pieces (from a pile of face down magnetic poetry) and the best sentence wins! SOO FUN!
Mod 10- Lunch- I Bridget and I share a milk and the whole table talks about St. Nick's and I make fun of Bridget and the way she pulls her undereyes when she laughs.
Mod 11- Pre-Calc- I actually do stuff in this class. I copy notes and do problems and make obscene gestures about TS to Caila.
My parents pay a zillion dollars a year for this beautiful education.
Are there ever really parties where you can see the shadows of people dancing from the outside and the house thumps? Furthermore, do people actually dance at parties? If so, please comment and tell me where and when these parties happen, because I would love to attend one.
I'm drinking Tropicana Twister- Tropical Fruit Fury right now. Am I drinking it because it reminds me of the beach last summer? You bet your sweet ass that's why. Also, I've got the feva for the flava.
I think I might be done now. We'll see in about an hour.
I'm afraid my computer will eat itself if I leave this go for an hour, so I'll post it and do a new update if I feel the need.
get that dirt off your shoulder
<333 me
First off- every live journal I've read has mentioned Hoban sucking, or Hoban seniors sucking or whatever. I don't know if this is completely true. I am definitely 111% ready to graduate and leave the Wilkes-Barre/Ashley region, but I will miss some people. I don't want to leave with regret, but it's inevitable. There are some really awesome people in my class that I've never really had more than a polite conversation with. I talk to like Courteney Mirenzi, Meghan Phillips, and Chris Hughes in homeroom sometimes, and I talk to Ryann and Gill Wensel in study hall and they truly seem like genuine, interesting people. I don't know why I've never really talked to these people or anything, but it just happens. Freshman year you kind of form your ties and claim your friends and that's that. I know some people who everyone hates... and I hope I would never be one of those people. I truly try to have genuine conversations with people, but for some reason or another- it's nothing more than that. That's why I'm looking forward to college- everyone is out of their element and hopefully I can be friends with all different sorts of people.
Which brings me to my second topic- what sort of person am I? For the past three years I was convinced I was a hippie... I would only listen to "hippie" music (you know what music I'm talking about) and never really gave much thought to anyone else. Now I find myself listening to only music that I think is "good". My sister listens to all punk (or whatever it is) and emo bands and such that I never gave a chance before, but now I'm in love with Taking Back Sunday and the Get Up Kids and especially Brand New. The song "Soco Amaretto Lime" makes me cry and very few songs do that, to me at least. That's how I judge music now. What does it make me feel? DMB is is my absolute favorite and I still like most of the hippie bands, but I'm broadening my tastes... maybe that's a mark of getting older?
The song I mentioned before, "Soco Amaretto Lime" actually amazes me. Here are the lyrics:
Passed out on the overpass
Sunday best and broken glass
Broken down from the bikes and bars
Suspended like spirits over speeding cars
You and me, we're kings over the parkway tonight
And tonight will go on forever while we
Walk around this town like we own the streets
And stay awake through summer like we own the heat
Singing everbody wake up (wake up)it's time to get down
Everybody wake up its time to get down
End when I pass the bottle back to Pete on the overpass tonight
I bet we laugh
I'm gonna stay 18 forever
So we can stay like this forever
And we'll never miss a party
'Cause we keep them going constantly
And we'll never have to listen
To anyone about anything
'Cause it's all been done and its all been said
We're the coolest kids and we take what we can get
The hell out of this town
Find some conversation
The low fuel lights been on for days
Doesn't mean anything
I've got another 500 another 500 miles before we
Shut this engine down
We shut it down
I'm gonna stay 18 forever
So we can stay like this forever
And we'll never miss a party
'Cause we keep them going constantly
And we'll never have to listen
To any one about anything
'Cause it's all been done and its all been said
we're the coolest kids and we take what we can get
18 forever
So we can stay like this forever
And we'll never miss a party 'cause we keep them going constantly
And we'll never have to listen
To any one about anything 'cause it's all be done and its all been said We're The coolest kids and we take what we can get
You're just jealous cause i'm young and in love.
Your stomach's filled up but you're starved for conversation.
You're spending all your nights growing old in your bed.
And you're tearing up your photos 'cause you want to forget...
It's over.
You're just jealous 'cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous 'cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous 'cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous 'cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous 'cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous 'cause we're young and in love
See that song makes me feel one hundred different feelings all at once. It makes me remember all of the good times I've had and it strangely reminds me of driving to Dallas with Christine at like 9 o'clock on an August night where all we could see were the lights way ahead of us off the road and a bunch of stars in the sky. That drive made me feel infinite, which if you've never read "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" you can't fully understand. That song takes everything I've ever thought or felt and turns it inside out and upside down. That song kicks my fucking ass. I want to buy Brand New's CD "Your Favorite Weapon" for every person in the Bishop Hoban Senior class. I want everyone to sit in the auditorium on the broken chairs with a copy of the lyrics and listen to that song and then have a huge discussion or just let everyone cry or dance or whatever. If that doesn't make any sense to you, then I feel bad for you. Everyone should have a song that does that to them. "The kind of song that makes people glad to be where they are with whoever they're there with." I'm sure the guys from Brand New are told how amazing their songs are on a daily basis, but I want to write them a letter telling them how it's affected me. Then I would feel satisfied.
Enough of that for now... I could go on for days about what Brand New's doen for me, but I don't have that kind of time.
Tonight work was good. Mcginnison, Alecia, and J Ly came to see me, which was so nice. They all ate food and I was their waitress and I'm sorry I couldn't slip you guys some alcohol, but Dad was watching LOLLOLOLL I really missed hanging out with Mike, he's a really good person and recently we've been hanging out a lot more which makes me happy. Hanging out with Alecia is good too because for like 6 years at St. Nick's, we were best friends. Alecia has really changed a lot in these past couple of years. I think she's grown up a lot. She's still her same old care-free, wanna-be ghetto self at heart, but I think some recent events have made her re-evaluate some things and I think (hope, know?) it's made her a better person. Work really makes me happy which is weird because most people hate their jobs. I think I like it because everyone I work with is older and they're all different from the people I'm used to hanging out with. One of the cooks grows his own weed in his attic and he gave me some for free haha... I also love seeing the people having a good time at the bar, it's like all these people, some know each other and some don't, getting together for drinks and just having a good time. In the restaurant part of the Barney, everyone is separated at different tables with who they came with, but at the bar- everyone sits at the same "table" and everyone is friends for at least a little while. Is that corny? I hope so. I also like to see my dad down the bar... it really makes me so proud to see him there and see people talk to him about how nice him and Mark have kept the bar. It makes me proud because he worked his old job which he hated for about twenty years and now he has his own bar (well- his and Mark's) and he loves it. He's always down there doing something- whether it's just talking to people at the bar or helping us waitresses clear tables or hanging out in the kitchen, I know he's happy. He'd rather work 17 hour days at the Barney, then 15 minute days at BK. I'm really, really proud of him, which is beyond corny, and I could never tell him that because he'd call me Rudy the Spazz, but again I don't care.
The school part of school is really what's driving people crazy I think. It's practically the fourth quarter and we have all these ridiculous assignments due. Why wouldnt't the teachers be smart and assign big assignments in the first quarter when our grades still mattered? By the third quarter pretty much everyone knew where they were going to college, or at least where they were accepted. Marriage projects and research papers should have been due first quarter- then people would have cared, now it's just a hassle and it makes us hate school. Here is a normal school day for me.
Day 3
Mod 1- Psychology- I try to listen to Mr. Higgins (when he's even in school, which he hasn't been lately) and I pretend to take notes when I really write out song lyrics
Mod 2- English- I daydream about Mr.Kane being my adorable teddy bear husband then Annaleigh and I talk about going tanning then we watch a part of a movie.
Mod 3- Theology- I make faces at Jason Austin when Angela makes absurd comments about Pocono Mountain and how things are done there, then we all argue with Mr. McDermott when he tries to encourage us to end all of our current friendships now because in a year no one will remember anyone.
Mod 4/5- Usually a study hall. I COLOR! or read fashion magazines with Fenell
Mod 6/7- Physics- I write notes to people who I never actually give the notes to, but it passes the time. Physics is the only class that I know what time it ends at, so I watch the clock. I also yell things like Pauli's Principle or ultraviolet so Mr. Gowisnok will continue to think I pay attention and continue to give me 92's on my report card.
Mod 8/9- Biology- I talk to Lisa about anything. Or we all play with magnetic poetry- a really neat game is eveyone takes six pieces (from a pile of face down magnetic poetry) and the best sentence wins! SOO FUN!
Mod 10- Lunch- I Bridget and I share a milk and the whole table talks about St. Nick's and I make fun of Bridget and the way she pulls her undereyes when she laughs.
Mod 11- Pre-Calc- I actually do stuff in this class. I copy notes and do problems and make obscene gestures about TS to Caila.
My parents pay a zillion dollars a year for this beautiful education.
Are there ever really parties where you can see the shadows of people dancing from the outside and the house thumps? Furthermore, do people actually dance at parties? If so, please comment and tell me where and when these parties happen, because I would love to attend one.
I'm drinking Tropicana Twister- Tropical Fruit Fury right now. Am I drinking it because it reminds me of the beach last summer? You bet your sweet ass that's why. Also, I've got the feva for the flava.
I think I might be done now. We'll see in about an hour.
I'm afraid my computer will eat itself if I leave this go for an hour, so I'll post it and do a new update if I feel the need.
get that dirt off your shoulder
<333 me