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| Now Playing: The Mars Volta
Goodbye Dad's old house...
Hello Dad's new house.
This house is gigantic. (For me, atleast.)
We have the fireplaces that turn on and off with lightswitches.
We have the ball-shaped light fixtures in our kitchen.
I'm not used to it at all.
It's on Katie Jo, right next to some people I don't quite get along with.
Atleast Alexx, Kyle, and Sandra live down the street.
And atleast I'm only there every other weekend and on Tuesday nights.
At my mom's, Jon (el stepfather) has officially moved in.
Nothings much different, except we have a lot more health food...
and a cat. (Who is sleeping on the chair next to me as I type.)
I'm in need of a new xanga, fabric paint, and a shower.
I bid you all the loveliest of days.
Oh! And before I forget, I want to wish a heartfelt congratulations to Bill Frisch on making sophomore class president. "Only the delicious kids vote for Bill."
You'd better make our school a better place.
We're in need of it.
Have you ever wanted to change the world?
EDIT
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| Now Playing: The Honorary Title (Anything Else But The Truth)
Back from Cincinatti.
It was mediocre.
Too much drama to have much fun.
Plus, we didn't get to go to King's Island.
I pierced my lip in the hotel room.
Mom made me take it out.
I'm putting it back in, though.
I'll update later when I'm not as pissed off. | | |
| Now Playing: The Spice Girls (Spiceworld)
I love thunderstorms.
And well, it's definitly about to storm.
Who's up for watching it rain?
No takers? None? Alright, then.
All of the band geeks are leaving for Cincinatti tomorrow.
That's right. Band trip to Ohio. Only, I'm on the guard bus.
I'm bringing along my razorblade, because those kids tend to have a IneedtocutmyselfRIGHTNOW effect on me.
Atleast I have my iPod and good literature. And food.
So I'm packed and ready. Right now, I'm just missing the 'willing.'
Maybe being on a bus for seven hours with a bunch of overweight girls with bad hygiene won't be that bad?
In my dreams. Only, I would never dream about something like that...
I suppose I should wish a happy 4/20 to all of you potheads out there.
And a Happy Birthday to Hitler in rememberance of that Nazi kid that used to ride my bus.
(He got kicked out of school because he threatened to kill all of the Jews, and the black kids.)
I know there was something else I was going to write in here, but I can't put my finger on it right now. Until I think of it, I will leave you with this:
While you are sitting here reading my xanga, I could possibly be at some theme park in Ohio, or competing in some lame band competition, where the school I attend will most certainly place last.
But atleast my ass isn't in my computer chair.
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| Now Playing: Hot Hot Heat (Elevators)
My family is lame and likes to hang out in Dairy Queen.
The band trip is Thursday (and I need to pack!)
Thanks to Sarah for letting me mooch Hot Hot Heat/Armor for Sleep.
This entry is an entry for the sake of making an entry.
Alexx needs to tell me which CDs he wants me to burn for him.
My dad is moving on Monday, and I'm actually a little excited.
I'm about to hit my dad up for money for the band trip.
I am a big nerd and all I can think about right now is the band trip...
And how lame my family is. And how I use the word 'I' too much.
Death to 'I,' and that one girl in my History class.
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