So this is the new year!

In 2011

I will drive without my parents

I will be in French duex

I will take pre cal and study with all my senior/junior friends

I will take the PSAT and prepare

I will take the SAT and score above a 2040

I will still be dating you, I know I will be

I will drive with my friends

I will drive until 9:10, without afternines

I will later get my afternines

I will drive nice freshmen home on fridays

I will honk my horn at my awful neighbors

I will be in the top 5 of my class

I will celebrate this new year like I never have before

This will be a great year.

[And I'm sure I'll feel different]

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WHAT

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This week I've learned

. I suck at card tricks (but I'm okay with this)

. I get 100s on quizzes, but 80s on tests

. I look odd when I pantomime impregnating a whale

. Improv can be fun

. To laugh at myself

. KC peed on her thong. (don't ask)

Sorry

Sorry I haven't been blogging lately.
I'm just insanely busy with my coursework.
I've felt kind of sad lately.
Just a little tired, of everthing and everyone.
I need more change.
I'm tired of this "busy."
No time for rock band, dates, friends, or anything fun.
If its folding a truncated cube, rehearsing a great monologue, or finding the area of a reg. polygon, it's wearing me out.
I need my social life back, and I don't want to sound needy,
I need, I need, but its something I require. Not something stupid such as

"LYKE OMG, I need those shoes."

The things I need are important.
Like people, freedom, life, and excitement.

I hate where I am now.
Save me, please.

These things...

These things take time,

what an awful thing to say to such an impatient person.

This Weekend

I want to see everyone.
I want to hear everything.
I want to go everywhere...
with you.

Gee

I'm so thankful for public education.
And gym.
And my saxophone.

Dear Sarah,

I'm so glad you're okay!

bete

Do you ever have those moments where you look back on things you did that you thought were cool? That you thought at the time were right? And then, years later, realize how completely stupid it was to do, or say these things.
Yeah, I'm looking back on some really stupid messages I sent to people.
I'm regretting them, deeply.
But what can you do, the past is the past.
Hopefully, they understand that I'm not the person who sent those messages anymore.
Is this a good thing that I've changed?
[most definitely]

ivory lines lead...

Well, what a strange day...

I got up at 8:30 on a weekend.
I ate a biscuit with jam, I hate jam.
I bought three CDs, I never buy CDs.
And I bought a cardigan for britain, I don't want to look too hideously american.
Then my dad took me to an R rated movie, Kick ass, which Kicked Ass. (Go See it!)
I thought it would be awful, because it only got one star.
My dad loved it, yet he hates violence
I got texted by three people I haven't talked to in years.
I ate fillet mignon for dinner.
(I actually didn't like it!)
Then, for dessert, strawberry shortcakes, without whipped cream, instead... milk.
Now, I'm hungry, but there's nothing good to eat.
In concord, there's always something in my fridge.
The craziest thing... I'm ready to get back to Concord.

Stop, Drop, And don't breathe in the volcanic ash

So I don't know if you've heard... but this volcano errupted in iceland a few days ago.
This wide spread seismic activity is giving me the willies... yes the willies.
I mean, first haiti has an awful earthquake, then chilie, then indonesia (all the freaking time), then China, then California, and minor aftershocks hit vegas the day before I went! Crazy!
Now volcanoes are errupting, what next, mt. saint hellens times 2. I mean jeez, enough already Earth. Natural disasters are supposed to be restoratives to earths crust, like blush or foundation, but how pretty will the crust look with millions of corpses rotting under it. It doesn't make sense to me. Oh, and did you know, that America is home to two super volcanoes. Basically volcanoes on crack cocaine! The most well known is good ol' yellowstone. Well, it isn't so good... if its super volcano were to erupt, the U.S.A. would crumble. Millions would die, and not from the direct explosions, but from great distances because of the volcanic ash. Volcanic ash is not your regular BBQ ash on the grill. It's dense and cements with water. Its lethal to breathe in, and it can cause roofs to fall in, and it can cause wide spread, nation wide spread power outages. No communication. No one to call. No one to save you. Think about that next time you say, volcanoes can't hurt me here in the U.S. Well, now you know the truth. The question is could you survive without the systems?

Three facts

1. I hate this unit of geometry
2. I hate building things
3. I have to build things for this unit of geometry.

Disect

Please, stop screaming.

9s and 22s

Today marks my six month anniversary with my girlfriend. True, in the world of love and dating, 6 months is not special, but for two small town teenagers, its everything.

Its everything to me.

I love Darby!

This is just the beginning.

Dear Readers

I'm sorry that haven't been blogging.

Apparently, people have had some awfully boring spring breaks.

I'm sorry, but I can't lie... Mine has been amazing! Perhaps the best.

But I have no plans for the next two days, so if your free, I'd love to hangout.

And I am sorry if anyones spring break was boring.

poem 2

My heart is racing
and my feet are burning.
I'm breaking out
and running to the route
where your about.

I feel the heat.
My sweat hits the street.
Oh, Nothing can beat
This heat
Of the palms in your street

5/6=10/12

1/3=3/9

Let's keep it proportional.

The Easter Bunny

I honestly don't know where people got the idea of an Easter bunny. I really would like to know how the ressurection of Jesus Christ makes someone think, BUNNY! Sure, its great to have candy, but I hope children know the real importance of this day.

Happy Easter

Everyone

I have

Been informed that april is national poem month.
I'm going to try and write a poem everyday for the month of April.
I hope you join me.

MHM

You're probably thinking,
wth!?!
That color scheme doesn't make sense.
Vegas doesn't make sense.

!!!!!!

In four days, I will be breathing the air.
Feeling the city.
Pounding the sidewalk.
Reaching new heights.

It's Vegas Baby!!!!!
(Anything could happen;)

you

These yous I use in my blog. Don't get confused. You doesn't always mean you, my readers, it can mean someone in my life, like my father, my elementary school teacher, anyone. Sometimes you refers to just one person, sometimes it can refer to many. But know that if my you sounds awful, odds are 1 in 1000 its you.