if chasing our dreams is just a distraction...
there was a lockdown at west and i missed it. not cool. it's times like these i wish i still went there. nothing exciting ever happens at fairfield warde high school, except for the constant fire drills because of the construction going on. it's gotten to the point where no one flinches when the fire alarm goes off because it happens all the time. i swear, fairfield has got to be the boringest place to live. thank god i'll be out of here in a few more months. in other news, tomorrow should be a good night. i'm going to oddfellows in stratford with madeline to see knuckledown, some friends of mine from rhode island, who are playing there. what's cool is gabriel's band is also playing which gives me two great reasons to go. it should be a good show, so i'm looking forward to it. plus it'll be nice to see some familiar faces that i haven't seen in what seems like forever. i'm so sick of hearing my parents talk about real estate and buying houses. i'm finally getting comfortable in our tiny house and i don't feel like packing up and moving again, it's such a pain in the ass. all i'm asking is to stick in the same place for a while, i don't think it's that much. i'm going to sleep with two hair sticks in my ears tonight and try to get in 4g plugs in the morning. it probably won't work and i'll most likely forget that the sticks are in my ears, and end up going to school only to make a fool out of myself. the computer in our downstairs office is such a piece of shit. fuck this, i'm going back upstairs and i'm never coming down. unless it's for food.