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I guess this is a journal
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I've had a kind of eventful week, and I feel like sharing. (Ugh, I should be updating my stories, or sleeping. Nope, I'll write a fucking journal entry.) Here we go.
Wednesday night:
Well, I have friends here who like Fall Out Boy.
I personally don't listen to them a lot. They come up on my Pandora station, but that's the extent of it.
I decided to check them out further, though, so at 11:30 at night I whip out my laptop and search "fall out boy" on YouTube, and I watched some of their videos.
Those are so fucking entertaining.
"Dance, Dance" was pretty cute... then "This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race" was funny, like when Pete Wentz's penis circulated the internet. And "I Don't Care", omg, Patrick grabbing that girl's ass. Wow, Patty.
I'm pretty sure there were more... the one I remember most is "What A Catch, Donnie"... I remember thinking at first, meh. It's a'ight. Then I watched the video, and I realized how fucking depressing it is, with P-Stump being all alone on a ship, lost at sea. And that part of the song when everyone on Decaydance Records comes on and sings the choruses of other songs, I dunno why, but that made me cry. -makes weird sheep noises-
So, I'm not a hardcore fan of FOB yet, but I have definitely grown in respect for them.
That's the only FOB relevant part of this thing. If you want to hear a 'lil 'bout my personal life, well, continue reading. If you don't give a shit, well, okay. Give the shits in the bathroom.
Thursday
At swim practice, the coach told us about a boy on the varsity team (I'm on JV, and we have separate practices; varsity in the morning, JV in the afternoon) who was in a coma after an "accident," and was in the hospital and has a slim chance if survival. He didn't confirm it, but everyone says that the boy had tried to commit suicide. He's a sophomore. I'm a freshman.
I don't know what he looks like. I've never met him in my life, but I was crying that day. The varsity meet was canceled.
Friday
Bad start to the day: Biology test that I completely bullshat. (Past tense of bullshit?) I swear, I think I got 5 out of 70 questions right. And 0 out of 10 points on the essay.
I got to leave school at noon to go to a swim meet at another school that started at 3 (a JV meet mostly... a few varsity kids had to go.) It was a good meet. I dropped 2 seconds on my 200 IM (my time still sucks though) and my 200 free relay team did pretty well... our school won the meet. :)
My coach looked really out of it. He never smiled. His eyes just looked so lost and sad... he hadn't shaved. I've known him for 3 years, and he's never not shaved. He's taking the thing with that guy pretty hard- I think he feels partly responsible, like he could've made a difference, because after the meet, he kept reminding us about how much he loves and appreciates us. He's really a good coach.
The meer itself was fun. I hung out with my friend Taylor, counted laps for a girl's 500 free, and other weird shit.
On the bus going back, I sat on a bench with my friend Andrew, in front of Taylor and Saskia, across from a bench where a guy who I have a kinda crush on was sitting.
Here's the breakdown on him: one day he sees me wear an MCR shirt and asks if I like them. I say OMG YES and he says yeah they're alright. We grow closer over the next few weeks. He discovers my obsession with them, and how I write fanfiction, and he backs off. (Did I mention he's on varsity and I have seen him without a shirt, and omg, he looks great without a shirt)
Okay, we're sitting on the bus. I hear someone, somewhere, say the word "vampire." I start singing I'm Not A Vampire by FIR. Apparently, aforementioned boy hears it and says, "Hey, Miranda, you like Falling In Reverse?" And I'm like, "Yeah..." and he says "That's weird, you don't look like the kind of person who would," and in my mind I'm just like, wat r u telling me peasant (okay sorry you're not a peasant you're beautiful) and I say, "They're pretty awesome," and he says "I didn't think that girls like them," and I think omg have you ever looked at Ronnie Radke but I turn around and ask Taylor, "Hey, you like Falling In Reverse?" And she's like "YEAH" and he says, "Well, I guess I misjudged," and I'm like, damn straight.
Yeah.
Saturday
I went to a church thing. An 8 hour "Pure By Choice" rally.
It was pretty awesome. There was an awesome guest speaker for the girls, Brenda Sharman, and SHE IS SO
INSPIRATIONAL. She used to be a model, but then she found Jesus, apparently, and realized how oversexualized the media is, and now promotes modesty and abstinence pro-life (sorry to you pro-choicers out there. I'm pro-life, though.)
Like, she was talking about the clothes and advertising at "Abercrombie and Filth... I mean, Abercrombie and Fitch," and I was like,
"PREACH IT, SISTER"
And I sat next to this adorable boy named Francisco, and he looks like he's in 5th grade but he's in 8th, and I want to adopt him.
And there was a speaker/ organizer named Marcelo, and he was such a bro. He referred to all of us as "dudes" and to Jesus as "the Jesus man" and would always say "DAS WASSUP MAN, DAS WASSUP!" And he looks like a white hipster.
I was just so happy when they talked about abstinence.
I was home. Pushy virgin paradise, is wassup.
Well... that's been my week.
Wow, I need to update stuff soon.
So you must know this is in the FOB category... wow, it got really off topic. But if you're still here and like FOB, can you just comment and tell me what I should listen to/watch/know about that's FOB related? Thanks. I kinda wanna know them more.
Until next time. Okay, I need to sleep.
Wednesday night:
Well, I have friends here who like Fall Out Boy.
I personally don't listen to them a lot. They come up on my Pandora station, but that's the extent of it.
I decided to check them out further, though, so at 11:30 at night I whip out my laptop and search "fall out boy" on YouTube, and I watched some of their videos.
Those are so fucking entertaining.
"Dance, Dance" was pretty cute... then "This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race" was funny, like when Pete Wentz's penis circulated the internet. And "I Don't Care", omg, Patrick grabbing that girl's ass. Wow, Patty.
I'm pretty sure there were more... the one I remember most is "What A Catch, Donnie"... I remember thinking at first, meh. It's a'ight. Then I watched the video, and I realized how fucking depressing it is, with P-Stump being all alone on a ship, lost at sea. And that part of the song when everyone on Decaydance Records comes on and sings the choruses of other songs, I dunno why, but that made me cry. -makes weird sheep noises-
So, I'm not a hardcore fan of FOB yet, but I have definitely grown in respect for them.
That's the only FOB relevant part of this thing. If you want to hear a 'lil 'bout my personal life, well, continue reading. If you don't give a shit, well, okay. Give the shits in the bathroom.
Thursday
At swim practice, the coach told us about a boy on the varsity team (I'm on JV, and we have separate practices; varsity in the morning, JV in the afternoon) who was in a coma after an "accident," and was in the hospital and has a slim chance if survival. He didn't confirm it, but everyone says that the boy had tried to commit suicide. He's a sophomore. I'm a freshman.
I don't know what he looks like. I've never met him in my life, but I was crying that day. The varsity meet was canceled.
Friday
Bad start to the day: Biology test that I completely bullshat. (Past tense of bullshit?) I swear, I think I got 5 out of 70 questions right. And 0 out of 10 points on the essay.
I got to leave school at noon to go to a swim meet at another school that started at 3 (a JV meet mostly... a few varsity kids had to go.) It was a good meet. I dropped 2 seconds on my 200 IM (my time still sucks though) and my 200 free relay team did pretty well... our school won the meet. :)
My coach looked really out of it. He never smiled. His eyes just looked so lost and sad... he hadn't shaved. I've known him for 3 years, and he's never not shaved. He's taking the thing with that guy pretty hard- I think he feels partly responsible, like he could've made a difference, because after the meet, he kept reminding us about how much he loves and appreciates us. He's really a good coach.
The meer itself was fun. I hung out with my friend Taylor, counted laps for a girl's 500 free, and other weird shit.
On the bus going back, I sat on a bench with my friend Andrew, in front of Taylor and Saskia, across from a bench where a guy who I have a kinda crush on was sitting.
Here's the breakdown on him: one day he sees me wear an MCR shirt and asks if I like them. I say OMG YES and he says yeah they're alright. We grow closer over the next few weeks. He discovers my obsession with them, and how I write fanfiction, and he backs off. (Did I mention he's on varsity and I have seen him without a shirt, and omg, he looks great without a shirt)
Okay, we're sitting on the bus. I hear someone, somewhere, say the word "vampire." I start singing I'm Not A Vampire by FIR. Apparently, aforementioned boy hears it and says, "Hey, Miranda, you like Falling In Reverse?" And I'm like, "Yeah..." and he says "That's weird, you don't look like the kind of person who would," and in my mind I'm just like, wat r u telling me peasant (okay sorry you're not a peasant you're beautiful) and I say, "They're pretty awesome," and he says "I didn't think that girls like them," and I think omg have you ever looked at Ronnie Radke but I turn around and ask Taylor, "Hey, you like Falling In Reverse?" And she's like "YEAH" and he says, "Well, I guess I misjudged," and I'm like, damn straight.
Yeah.
Saturday
I went to a church thing. An 8 hour "Pure By Choice" rally.
It was pretty awesome. There was an awesome guest speaker for the girls, Brenda Sharman, and SHE IS SO
INSPIRATIONAL. She used to be a model, but then she found Jesus, apparently, and realized how oversexualized the media is, and now promotes modesty and abstinence pro-life (sorry to you pro-choicers out there. I'm pro-life, though.)
Like, she was talking about the clothes and advertising at "Abercrombie and Filth... I mean, Abercrombie and Fitch," and I was like,
"PREACH IT, SISTER"
And I sat next to this adorable boy named Francisco, and he looks like he's in 5th grade but he's in 8th, and I want to adopt him.
And there was a speaker/ organizer named Marcelo, and he was such a bro. He referred to all of us as "dudes" and to Jesus as "the Jesus man" and would always say "DAS WASSUP MAN, DAS WASSUP!" And he looks like a white hipster.
I was just so happy when they talked about abstinence.
I was home. Pushy virgin paradise, is wassup.
Well... that's been my week.
Wow, I need to update stuff soon.
So you must know this is in the FOB category... wow, it got really off topic. But if you're still here and like FOB, can you just comment and tell me what I should listen to/watch/know about that's FOB related? Thanks. I kinda wanna know them more.
Until next time. Okay, I need to sleep.
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