I can't even believe absolutepunk is still here, I haven't been on this thing since the end of my junior year, and I'm going into college in like a month. May be I'll start posting again, even though I'm not sure how relevant ap even is to my life any more. All my interests are extremely different, I'm not sure what to write about. My sister's glaring at me for playing Tegan and Sara and she can totally suck my dick. That's about all I have for now, so bye I guess?
Somehow, I always end up coming back to this blog. I'm not sure why. I only have about 2 months of my junior year left. Only one more year left and then college. It's pretty daunting, but exciting all the same. I just wish I had some clue when looking at colleges. I'm so out of the loop when it comes to college searching, and my parents aren't the biggest help considering they did not go to college. If anyone has any recommendations for colleges close to Boston that would be good for an English major, let me know.
I had dress rehearsal for my show for about 4 hours yesterday. It was pretty miserable, but at least I'm done after this weekend. As much as I hate it now, I will undoubtedly aquire that special type of show amnesia which will cause me to sign up next year. It always happens that way.
I have to go eat and get ready for work and then go to the carnival. Hopefully it stays nice enough out that I can wear a sundress. Oh, and I have about 150 pages of Wuthering Heights left so I should dive back into that.
21 hours of snow so far and no signs of slowing down. It's absolutely freezing in my house, so I'm snuggled up on my couch with my laptop under three blankets watching the Blue Collar Comedy Tour. Yeah, I don't understand it either. Shittiest part about the snow, I have to go to work in 4 hours. Yupp, I get to go bring food to old people crazy enough to come out of their apartments and go to the dining room for dinner. How grand.
As always, Fall Out Boy does not disappoint on Folie A Deux. Those boys have basically made all of us jump through hoops with all the viral campaigning and other various shananigans surrounding this album, but I would do it all again. This is the album I've been waiting for, that we've all been waiting for. I feel like they've worked through everything else to reach this point, and they've exceeded all I could have hoped for. Every song is good, every song is insightful and provoking. It's just a great album, go get it, it's so worth it. Love FAD. Love FOB.
P.S.: The stunt in New York was very cute, if not ideal. Patrick looked like my choral instructor, snapping and counting out a count. Adorable.
So I'm re-angry at myself for missing the Fall Out Boy show in Boston that was about a month ago. Because they're not coming back to the states until March, and when they do, it probably won't be for a "get your ticket at the door for $20 bucks a pop, 300 kids tops" type of show. Damn me for being a student and you know, having to go to school. Double damn me for being in drama and having to go to rehearsal for fear of getting my head ripped off. Frustrationnnnn.
Wow, I haven't blogged it up in a while. Right now, I'm in New Hampshire at my cousins' house, on the computer at 1:30 in the morning, big surprise. I really haven't had time to do anything computer-related, since junior year is fucking hard and I was just a part of my school's production of Godspell, which pretty much ruled my life.
As of now, I'm just trying to keep my head above water; I'm afraid I'm doing too much and I'm trying not to let anything overwhelm me. Doesn't help that I like to procrastinate.
Just thought I'd let everyone know I'm still breathing. I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving.
So I got up this morning at 6:00. Just like any other day. Took a shower, got dressed, brushed my teeth, etc. etc. And I went to the computer to finish up some homework. All of a sudden, this mind-numbing pain starts stabbing into my side. And it won't go away. So my dad drives me 20 minutes to the hospital, where I wait another hour until they get me some pain medication and a C.T. Scan. Turns out, I have a kidney infection. Great way to kick off my Wednesday.
Spending the rest of my week catching up on homework, popping pills, and drinking cranberry juice. Awesome.
I've been listening to the CFOB mixtape for hours now. It's amazing, America's Sweethearts is gunna be a big favorite, I can tell. I can not wait for this cd, and I'm almost glad they took this long to spring it on us, cause I only have to wait a few months.
This viral campaign is nearly driving me nuts. But I love it all the same. Fall Out Boy, what in the world are you up to, and what do Copeland, Midtown, and William Beckett have to do with it? Mysteries, mysteries...
I'm pretty sure by now that waitressing will, in fact, be the death of me. Linden Ponds - Destroyer Of Souls. It's just as fun as everyone tells you it is.
Oh, by the way, my whole computer got wiped clean the other day. All my files [that includes Word, music, and picture] are gone. So I have to slowly build my music files back up. Wish me luck. Thank God for my iPod.
The new The Academy Is... cd is bomb. Pick it up, now. I'll definitely be heading to the "Bill and Trav's Bogus Journey" tour. Should be excellent.
Finally, FINALLY have a job. Working at this place called Linden Ponds, which is a retirement community, basically. I'm a waitress in the dining room. Good stuff, my friends. Orientation next week. Wish me luck.
Warped Tour was fairly amazing, excluding the torrential downpours and the tornado warning. Those weren't so much fun, but everything else was great. I saw Every Avenue, All Time Low, Mayday Parade, Bring Me The Horizon, Cobra Starship, The Academy Is..., and Katy Perry. I also got to meet Every Avenue and Alex Gaskarth. It was a really fun day.
I still have to seriously start working on all of my AP English stuff, which I'm not looking forward too. I still don't have a job, but I'm waiting to hear back from Barnes & Nobles. Hopefully going to a few tours this fall. I've started a new short story called "Obsession". It's about a girl's intense obsession with a boy, written as journal entries, but there's a twist ending. I'm four entries in and it's lookin' good so far.
I love all the new stuff by The Academy Is..., even though no one else does. It's obviously supposed to be a high school album. If they introduced it as a concept album about high school, no one would be whining.