Love is the drug and I need to score.

Guess who's back on her lj? I am! The haitus is over. Unfortunatly,I have nothing to talk about. Not a lot of angst right now, thus not a lot of blog.

Quick question: Is live journal a violation of district policy?

Guess who's going to Chicago? Me! and possibly you! If you are available July 20-23ish, female, interested in attending the UNiversity of Chicago/ willing to put up with a tour for my sake, and willing to be draged by a giddly me through an art museum, the trip could be yours! Post a comment/send me an e-mail.


Seriously, I'm touring UChic those day-ish and my dad has meetings but he said I could bring a friend and we could tag team, paint the town red, have a ridiculously good time etc etc. But I have no friends, so maybe someone out there will go with me. You have to be a girl because it might be a teensy bit ackward to share a hotel room with me and my dad if you were a boy. Maybe. But it'll be a nice hotel room since his company pays all his travel expenses and they always put him somewhere nice (like when we went to NY and stayed in the Times Square Marriott...)

Peace out college bound peeps!

I hate this feeling, like I am so angry at everything, but only for moments at a time. Highlight of my day; writing songs about a five stringed guitar on my five stringed guitar. Note to self: FIX THE BROKEN STRING ALREADY! When I'm with him, its like everything is tedious, everything is a bore, nothing is interesting and I just want to get away. When we're apart, I think about all teh good times we've shared, all the fun yet to be had. But then there's him, and teh secret we share, but I don't think it'll ever work because I want this band to work more than I want him. I think he really likes me though, which is hard, especially after last week. Life can never be simple, can it? Everything has to be hard. I love them both, but dammit dont' make me choose. My best times are with him, but I feel obligated to the other. Yet, its summer, so I can't get really worked up about anything, but just stew in teh warmth and teh humidity and teh loneliness. And then teh third drops me a message and adds a ntoehr wrench to the mess. I feel so needed and yet I need my space. Should I embrace these feelings tehy have towards me? At least boy #4 is good. I love him so much now. How can I deal with the melodrama of 1 &2 though? Tomorrow will be tough, just 1, yet Thursday was almost all 2, with a sprinkling of obligatory 1. 1 needs me, its adorable and pathetic and nauseating and exhilerating and agravating and comforting and just everything all at once. I don't know who to talk to about this beacause 1 is out and 2-4 aren't very helpful. Arg.
I'm sorry if that makes little to no sense, but it was more for me than for you anyway.

Claro que sizzle!
I love Spanglish slang.

So- woke up like 45 min before I had to meet Alex. Sheesh. Scarfed breakfast, changed like a mad woman, met her, went hard core garage sale-ing. Dude, I found teh funnest hat!!! And music and books and more!!! And leg warmers!!!
Anyway, went to B&N, fell asleep in a chair, woke up (maybe I should get tested for narcalepsy), did some Kant stuff, Best Buy, Blockbuster, home. So I found an interesting looking docu on Scrabble ("Word Wars") and Huckabees and Bad Education and more, but my mom called and was like, "Get the Incredibles!" Sometimes my fam just seems so square.

Searched for shows in TN. We need to find Old City Java. They have all ages shows on weekends, whihc is so much better than hanging out on campus. I want to have mad fun this year. Carter wants to get wasted.

After my doc appt yesteraday I was pissed so I went CD shopping. hurrah. Here are my new arivals (from yesterday and today)

Vox Vermillion "Well Red"- Its like Rilo Kiley (PS to Babel- she (Rilo) is playing an all ages gig the 14th, I believe. Sucks to be you!)
Wire "It's Beginning to and Back Again" -Its no pink flag, but you do what you have to.
Nico and the Velvet Underground- This was a splurge! I found one still peelable for $15 and snatched it up like... an album I've been hunting for forever!!
Violent Femmes "New Times"- I love teh femmes. It's true.
Frank Sinatra "Greatest Performances"- I love ole blue eyes.
the Ike Reilly Assassination "Sparkel in the Finish"- been craving this for months
The Presidents of the USA - steal! found it for a quarter!

I am HAPPy!!!

I'm going to go paint for my ALP-izzle proj-izzle now.

PS I still can't walk like a human. I sprained my ankle at the meet yesterday. In conclusion: never go to school on a non-school day.

You Are Wes Statler! Everyone can feel the sex
emanating from you and your every movement, but
not a one of them is certain of what kind of
sex you're into. You're a Rockstar in every
sense of the word, and are always bound to
steal the stage.


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Haha, this rocks. Mostly cuz Wes is (obviosly) my favorite. And there is no cure for dance fever.

So I ditched y'is for myspace for a while. but I needed a place to vent.
So we totally won tonight. Second in the state, that rocks. With Columbia Hieghts, it'll rock. And Coon Rapids, I really want to know what the hell they were trying to pull. Oh well.
So my Dad is a complete ass. He totally doesn't trust me. Like, I'm obviously dealing drugs and pimping myself out all over this town because I am not totally upfront with him about everything. Screw him! Not everything is concrete all the time, and he can't expect me to anticipate everytihng. Like, what the hell? You're not my real dad, I'm almost a legal adult, screw you. So I cried a whole bunch today just because its state, but then I called to tell him the news and the first words out of his mouth were, "What time will you be home?" Well, lets see, I need to deal some crack over in St. Paul at eight and I am meeting a John at 9:30, so 12. I wound up being home at eleven, but I cried right there on the phone and didn't calm down for another five minutes. What sort of insensitive jack ass hears that his "daughter" is going to fucking GLOBAL competition and asks when she will be home. I asked him this, not in so many words, and he was like, that's fine, you went in eighth grade, now what time will you be home? So frustrating sometimes.
Why can't he just understand? I AM A GOOD KID!! For crying out loud, I'm fine! Like, he doesn't give a damn about my depression or my ocd, but damned if I am not acounted for at all times of the day. Way to suck the wind out of a girls sails. Ass hole.

*Jumps on bandwagon*
OK, let me digress a sec, what is a band wagon? Is it like a hay ride sans hay?
Anyways, I have jumped on IT and have decieded to go FRIEND'S ONLY, which seems like a good idea what with snoopy people reading lovely things about themselves and what not. And y'is are all my friends, so what do you care?

Post me a comment if you want me to add you/you add me, just so I know. Otherwise... I don't know. Otherwise don't. The choice is yours.

I forgot to post this earlier, but here it is so y'is can all stalk me now. w00t.

1:HAP (Anatomy)
2:ALP
3:Conc. Band
4:Spanish II
5:HP Chem
6:HP Pre-Calc

This the same for the whole year, except that I the other HAP second tri and Targets third tri.

Are you in any of my classes?

Sophie's World!! haha, get it?

I just finished the book. Bow to me for I am your queen.

Actually, you all now hate me because it takes forever to read and you have 12 days. Three words. Mwa. Ha. and.... Ha. Which aren't really words at all.


I am teaching myself Latin. So far I can talk about a mule (mulus!) or a Monk named Paulus. They walk through scary woords carrying a bag. They are hungry. They have a monk friend named Benedictus. I am cool.

And most of y'is got postcards (but not all! Sorry, I only had 10 stamps! Don't cry). Carter, I am mailing yours today because I forgot your address at home. WHAT IS ELISE'S NEW ADDRESS, DOES ANYONE KNOW? Maybe I'll call her and ask.

School starts soon! 23 days. On the way home from the airport Mom was like, Hey, orientation is coming up!" and I was like "AHH SCHOOL!!". Craziness, but then I'll get to see y'is again. 10:30 Orientation rocks! w00t w00t.

So I guess I was really tired from this trip becasue I slept for 12 hours last night. Hehe, I got up at noon, which is the latest I've ever gotten up. Go me.

Matt's in the washing machine (not literally) so i had to kill some time and decided to come here to the library. CLG is here but he's wearing a doo rag whihc is odd. O.M.G. I saw the cutest boy in AZ. So, we go to this service Wednesday night at the Assembly of God in town. I had never been to an A. of G. or a charismatic pentecostal church, so I was excited. When we got there a man in a dalamatian suit was hugging everyone who went into the church, which was really weird, but I was assured that that is not normal, they were just a group visiting from TX. W/E. So we go in and sing like three songs in arow and I'm like, "Dude, when is this service going to start?" but it eventually does. Then I happen to look behind me and I see the cutest boy. Ooh, so cute. He had longish shaggy hair and was all dressed up for church and was with some of his friedns and I was just like "Dang you cute". On the way out I got a good look at him and my pulse doubled. I left kind of sad though, knowing I would never see him again. WAS I WRONG! So, the odds of finding the cutest white boy on the reservation are like nill, but hte next day Annelise needed an ATM so we stopped. We saw a shop called "Variety Store" and were intrigued and went in. As I was oggling adorable retro pencil cases (I bought one. I t rocks), who shuld walk in but Cute Assembly of God Boy! With all his friends from church and a bunch of teh choir. *Mega sich* So I am droooling over him for like, 10 minutes until its time to leave and we walk to the grocery store. Luckily, we lost our leader, and I was like, "Oh, maybe she's back at teh variety store. I'll go check!" And I do, but I bring Erica Hanson with me to show her the CAofGB, just to make sure he is real. And he is. AAnd she agrees. And we leave and I never see him again (for now), but he is still majorally cute. And life is good. One of the camp leaders was hot too, and a cute biker guy was outside our hotel room so it was a good week all in all.

In conclusion, I have returned from AZ, which has the biggest bugs I've ever seen, and also the craziest weather. It was 100` in Phoenix, but only 90's on the reservation, but then we could see our breath one morning in Williams, where we saw the Grand Canyon and Route 66. But of course it was 108` in Phoenix when we flew out again, so its nice to be home where August is cold, but not too cold. And a cute boy is sitting across from me as I type this. I love my life.

Oh, and I met three carzy awesome preists on this trip, which is really really weird. Katie Major and I sat next to Father Dave on the plane, and he told us about listening for God and how he does Excorsims in Africa. Then we went to mass on Firday morning in WhiteReiver with Father Eddie, who swears and flips people the bird when he gets really angry, and a lot of murderers are out to kill him, but his church smells really good, like incense. And then Sunday morning we went to church in Willliams (at a St. Joes!). The mass was pretty dull, but his homily was awesome. He was explaining the Luke 12:35-something about being a watchful servant and it was so funny! Then he made a side note about how the Christian church has NEVER supported Rapture theology, it was just some crazy man in Wisconsin. Jesus will return, but it won't be like, all teh good people get sucked up to heaven and the rest suffer down here on Earth. His firend is a preist and he was like, "What if teh rapture happened two minutes ago and you got left behind? What now?" and how its disrespectful to the martyrs and its really very arrogant. He mentioned that next week he was going to visit his sister and she had 7 kids and I giggled becasue she's obviously Catholic too. We named him Father O'Girdy becasue he had flaming red hair and was explaing what "gird your loins" ment. Very funny.

Anywho, it looks as if it might rain, so I best get going. Hope to see you all soon!

PS My party will likely be a salon, as that was teh best part of the last party I had. Just so you know.

-Mar