Sorry for the lag time between postings...but seriously who likes reading these things when I'm in a funk. I'm choosing to move forward in life and look at these set backs as just blips on the road to my future life.
Sadly, it is the end of summer and that means school and books and learning.
BUT IT ALSO MEANS THE BEGINNING OF SENIOR YEAR!!!! which of course is going to be amazeballs.
I recently realized that this is it. This is the final year of those memories we look back on and we're like oh high school this or oh high school that...this is what people are talking about. So we've got to make this year worth mentioning! I'm not even going to think about APs or my insane schedule or how I'm going to somehow fit supplements into all of this because then I'd just be all moody and that wouldn't be fun for anyone.
But in all honesty, I cannot wait to have school start up again--it is going to be the BEST year--more shenanigans and less hanging out in an elevator (because I'm sure that can't be healthy...and I'm sure that originated from us trying to hide from someone)
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Last Night
Mmm....just a quick note. Title of this post also doubles as one of my favorite Strokes songs.
But update, "the evening" did not go as well as I was hoping. It actually went horribly horribly wrong.
Justin is pissed at me and he has good reason; unfortunately for him I was NOT available to do friendship damage control at the time. This probably had something to do with my own crisis happening simultaneously with my foot in my mouth. Let me just say thank god for Ceelyn and her gf power hours because everything got cried away pretty quickly--I'd say the ball is pretty much in my court as to how I'm going to proceed with my life and hopefully Scott is going to be strong enough to forgive me.
The night, or the morning actually, picked up a little bit as Mark and Ceelyn corrupted me by bringing me into the dirty world of "teenage" chatrooms (Which, incidentally, is everything your mother warned you about and more)---seriously just call me hannahmontanalvr6969 :)
Well now that I've squandered away precious daylight with sleep, at 2:00 I think I'm ready to start my day.
But update, "the evening" did not go as well as I was hoping. It actually went horribly horribly wrong.
Justin is pissed at me and he has good reason; unfortunately for him I was NOT available to do friendship damage control at the time. This probably had something to do with my own crisis happening simultaneously with my foot in my mouth. Let me just say thank god for Ceelyn and her gf power hours because everything got cried away pretty quickly--I'd say the ball is pretty much in my court as to how I'm going to proceed with my life and hopefully Scott is going to be strong enough to forgive me.
The night, or the morning actually, picked up a little bit as Mark and Ceelyn corrupted me by bringing me into the dirty world of "teenage" chatrooms (Which, incidentally, is everything your mother warned you about and more)---seriously just call me hannahmontanalvr6969 :)
Well now that I've squandered away precious daylight with sleep, at 2:00 I think I'm ready to start my day.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
In-n-out and Orientation
I love in-n-out. It's one of the reasons I want to stay on the West coast for college...that and Jamba Juice. Mostly though, I love it because it feels like its becoming a sort of 'resting place' for my friends and I (doesn't that sound macabre?) Maybe I'm speaking too soon but two nights ago was the second time in which I've gotten a chance to relax and just have a great time with my friends--come to think of it we were dressed rather fancy both times. First outing, we stopped by after winter formal; this time, we took Ceelyn out for a post-bday party shake. Basically I realized that being out with Mark, Brian, Susie, and Justin was one of the best nights of the summer. I honestly can't think of better people to be spending my time with.
Anyway, it was a night full of fun and amazingness: a friend came out to me (he's even more incredibly fabulous now) and even though Mark and Susie were broken up, they were completely civil and didn't even make it awkward for us--which is part of why I love all of the kids in the elevator so much. Our group grows and shrinks, we get hangers-on and passers-by, we bitch, we moan, we get pissed all the time and yet I've never had to wonder about where my friends are going to be when I need them. They seriously hold me together without them...i'd totally just split in three like a banana does when you poke at the center.
Senior Orientation was today. It was actually fun though I'm incredibly skeptical about some of the changes that are going on in my school--I'm pretty sure its going to crash and burn (Because what are 28 people doing in one physics classroom anyway?) The real fun came afterward of course (as it always does) I got to chill in the theatre with Justin and Cody where we got to share our secrets and bare our souls--always fun. Then I was left behind like a bad christian, and had to ask Justin to give me a ride to the movies (yeah, I don't have my license....I fail that way) The goal was to meet up with Ian, Mark, and some other people but through some random miscommunications Mark, Ceelyn, Austen, and I ended up at a different theatre. And of course as luck would have it Ceelyn couldn't get in to the movie because she isn't technically 17 and of course we were happy to be separated from Ian anyway and so of course we went to Ruby's to eat.
And of course, what was an amazing day with the best of the kids in the elevator turned quickly into tears when Mark revealed a big secret (which I'm glad he did, it just made me absurdly sad to know that he was carrying it alone for so fucking long) and I flipped a shit.
I frequently flip shits.
Anyway, that of course turned into a gf power hour with Cee-lyn in which we're confessing all this baggage-esque stuff, and we're just crying about how much we love the kids in the elevator--and then this leads to blogging of course! Well, Mark's thing sort of brought up my own problems and that's where I'm at right now...just sort of grappling with what I'm going to do with myself...I'm not in the best of places but I'm content as of now.
I'm hoping the night goes well.
Anyway, it was a night full of fun and amazingness: a friend came out to me (he's even more incredibly fabulous now) and even though Mark and Susie were broken up, they were completely civil and didn't even make it awkward for us--which is part of why I love all of the kids in the elevator so much. Our group grows and shrinks, we get hangers-on and passers-by, we bitch, we moan, we get pissed all the time and yet I've never had to wonder about where my friends are going to be when I need them. They seriously hold me together without them...i'd totally just split in three like a banana does when you poke at the center.
Senior Orientation was today. It was actually fun though I'm incredibly skeptical about some of the changes that are going on in my school--I'm pretty sure its going to crash and burn (Because what are 28 people doing in one physics classroom anyway?) The real fun came afterward of course (as it always does) I got to chill in the theatre with Justin and Cody where we got to share our secrets and bare our souls--always fun. Then I was left behind like a bad christian, and had to ask Justin to give me a ride to the movies (yeah, I don't have my license....I fail that way) The goal was to meet up with Ian, Mark, and some other people but through some random miscommunications Mark, Ceelyn, Austen, and I ended up at a different theatre. And of course as luck would have it Ceelyn couldn't get in to the movie because she isn't technically 17 and of course we were happy to be separated from Ian anyway and so of course we went to Ruby's to eat.
And of course, what was an amazing day with the best of the kids in the elevator turned quickly into tears when Mark revealed a big secret (which I'm glad he did, it just made me absurdly sad to know that he was carrying it alone for so fucking long) and I flipped a shit.
I frequently flip shits.
Anyway, that of course turned into a gf power hour with Cee-lyn in which we're confessing all this baggage-esque stuff, and we're just crying about how much we love the kids in the elevator--and then this leads to blogging of course! Well, Mark's thing sort of brought up my own problems and that's where I'm at right now...just sort of grappling with what I'm going to do with myself...I'm not in the best of places but I'm content as of now.
I'm hoping the night goes well.
Kid in the Elevator
Kids in the elevator refers to when my friends and I all pile into an elevator in theatre of my school and we sit there and talk and be together. This blog is about me...or my life...or my experiences....or whatever the hell I want it to be about, but by default its also about them. It's why I'm starting this blog. One of my friends Ceelyn, got the brilliant idea of writing down what happens during senior year in a beautiful leather bound journal (she's classy like that)--and since I'm not one for writing things down, I thought I'd do this instead. I just want a place to put my words down. So let's just see how that goes....
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