Little Children

I feel pathetic when a 7th grader gets double the comments on myspace than I get. Than again I pity people who get double the comments on myspace than I get. And it disturbs me when I see their names and it's things like "Victoria is SOOOO much sexier than Emily"and are flashing gang signs and slutting it up at Medieval Times. Were we this naive in middle school? Probably.


I also saw a sixth grader walking home from school talking on a RAZR.


I didn't have a phone until eighth grade. And Saturday I just got a new phone that is RAZR-like.

This weekend I have been listening to a lot of Pink Floyd. Weird.

"How I wish, how I wish you were here, We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year"

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Chicago Seemed Tired Last Night

Happy Birthday Catherine!


You ditched coming down Sunday. And you got to see the decemberists.


You suck.


Anways, I am overwhelmed with the amounts of cr4p going on. I got a 70% on my Julius Caesar test. I will drop it and ignore the fact I ever read it.

Compilations

This year has been so hard on me.





I can't wait for yearbook distribustion party to come, then it can fimally mark the end of a mess of 180 days compiled together, marking each mistake I made.


But there is 10 weeks, 10 weeks to regather myself and remember life, then another 180 days to make me remember I can't memorize things for sh1t.

And it all repeats.

Surfing on a Rocket

This weekend had its highs and lows.
Highs:
Being able to finish Antigone in an hour
Skipping work (stupid hick emplyees are gross)
Driving

Lows:
Missing the IB art show which looked very fun
Skipping work (one extra week till mac book)
no new cell phone

ONE MORE WEEK OF STAR TESTING!!!

The Ghost of Caesar

Just as I thought that idiot Julius Caesar was out of my life he comes back in the form of a test. Ugh.

I actually have a B in Chalew. I am extremely shocked.

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I am a hater.

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I don't know what else to say. I am not very interesting today.

Meeting People is Easy

I just came back from Denver and it was muy fun. My roommate was boring but oh well. Yearbook won Pacemaker AND placed first in best of show and that was sooo cool. Here are some pics:

Black Horse and the Cherry Tree

It's about midnight and we just left Manfredonia for pizza and a walk in the market. It's my cousin, his friend, my sister and me. I was told we were going to a party but then again I had no idea what anyone was saying. We then go to a parlour and get some gelato. We get into the red car and we hit the freeway. My cousin's friend begins to go 100 mph and on his mixtape is playing "Black Horse and the Cherry Tree" by KT Tunstall. The rush was like drinking 5 gallons of coffee and there were no thoughts about anything. It didn't matter the destination or anything. We had nothing better to do (well, my sister and I, Antonio had to work). We didn't even speak the same languages, but we knew what we were all thinking and saying. Then my cousin's friend stops the car, and we're on the beach. We all take off our shoes and it's pitch black but you can feel the wind and hear the waves crashing on the coast. We all go up to the water and kick and splash and relax for 10 minutes. Then we go back into the car.


For some reason I keep thinking about this moment. It's just so perfect.