I'm really stoked. My mother and father will also be with me. It's going to be a fun trip. Also, the weather sounds wonderful.
I put a whole bunch of new music into my iPod for the twenty hour drive. Lot's of classical jazz and VNV Nation!
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Taking disturbing to a new level. (And homicidal children!)
So.
Leaving for camp in mountains on Sunday for two weeks. Away from chaos. Maybe not. Most likely causing chaos in cabin, with three friends in there with me. We're probably going to be dancing when we're supposed to be sleeping, like a few years ago. Going spelunking (caving!) while at camp. Fun.
Watch me have an allergic reaction to something and then end up in the nurse's office again. They can never figure out what it is. I tell them that it's kind of normal while I'm at camp, and a few minutes later, I'm okay. Extremely weird. But I happen to be getting allergy tested, thankfully. After camp. Insane.
I just finished being a "volunteer" (funny, because it was involuntary) for a camp. Only half a day for five days, but it is really exhausting. I was with the rising first graders. Yes, they are so, so, adorable. When they try to hurt me, first I tell them to stop, and then I say "Okay, stop. Now. Or I will tell your mommy." They get so scared. However, all of the girls will not let go of me. Literally. I mean that. They're always fighting over piggyback rides, and holding my hand wherever we go. I don't mind it too much, because they don't injure me. And then the boys. Dylan won't let go of me either. Yesterday, he kept trying to kill me during the assembly thingy they have by trying to climb on my back. (WTF moment.) And he threw a water balloon, which they were not supposed to throw, at me after we played a game together. One minute he loves me, the next minute he tries to kill me, usually on accident. Fun, as you can imagine. Riley also tries to kill me and most other people in the class. He thinks it's funny, and no one else does. And then Hooker. Yes, there really is a kid named Hooker. He's the really spacey one. I think he might have severe ADD or something. Thankfully, Lilly Gray is his best friend and she always holds his hand and watches him so he doesn't get left anywhere. Cute.
Also, my cousin and I made a bunch of dumb videos today. He's 9. We tried to yesterday, but we ran out of time because he wanted to play guitar hero. I spiked up his hair, and he thought it was really cool looking, and then put foundation on his face so it wouldn't be so pink, cause it looks funny on our camera. Then I showed my aunt, who was watching Twilight, because he looked a lot like Edward Cullen, who disturbs me very much, by the by. [Yes, by the by. Oh how I love Alice In Wonderland and the Cheshire Cat.]
I am in the process of writing another [really long] letter to AFI. I ascribe them to saving my life. There was a time a few months ago when I had what I, and others, believed was chronic depression. I went to a psychologist, and even though she was really nice and tried everything she could, she just couldn't I almost killed myself. I mean I was really, really close to doing it. Then, I decided not to, because I thought of some AFI lyrics. I can't remember exactly what they were, but I believe it was something out of Now The World or God Called In Sick Today. Spontaneous miracle. After that, I started paying more attention to AFI lyrics, and realized that there could be deep meanings in some of the songs, for me, at least. Davey said "Lyrically I write what I feel and believe - nothing more, nothing less." I guess sometimes we feel the same way.
Most of my friends wonder how I'm so happy and optimistic when something bad happens. Anyways, I believe that I've become an optimist because of AFI's music. I love them, meaning being eternally grateful for saving your life, as much as you can love someone that you don't really know. Because without them, I would almost surely be dead/in a mental hospital. I mean that.
Sorry for another excessively long post.
Sometimes I'll be someone, somewhere, somehow,
♥ Izzy
[I make absolutely no sense at all. (Especially when I get nervous. Because then I'll do something like saying "Norway" instead of "drawing" or I'll just repeat things like "somewhere, somehow, something, someone, someway" etc, or start skipping words, or talking in Japanese, German, French, or even sometimes Russian. Haha, I can't speak much Russian, but Julie taught me some.) Or maybe I do. Sometimes. :)]
Leaving for camp in mountains on Sunday for two weeks. Away from chaos. Maybe not. Most likely causing chaos in cabin, with three friends in there with me. We're probably going to be dancing when we're supposed to be sleeping, like a few years ago. Going spelunking (caving!) while at camp. Fun.
Watch me have an allergic reaction to something and then end up in the nurse's office again. They can never figure out what it is. I tell them that it's kind of normal while I'm at camp, and a few minutes later, I'm okay. Extremely weird. But I happen to be getting allergy tested, thankfully. After camp. Insane.
I just finished being a "volunteer" (funny, because it was involuntary) for a camp. Only half a day for five days, but it is really exhausting. I was with the rising first graders. Yes, they are so, so, adorable. When they try to hurt me, first I tell them to stop, and then I say "Okay, stop. Now. Or I will tell your mommy." They get so scared. However, all of the girls will not let go of me. Literally. I mean that. They're always fighting over piggyback rides, and holding my hand wherever we go. I don't mind it too much, because they don't injure me. And then the boys. Dylan won't let go of me either. Yesterday, he kept trying to kill me during the assembly thingy they have by trying to climb on my back. (WTF moment.) And he threw a water balloon, which they were not supposed to throw, at me after we played a game together. One minute he loves me, the next minute he tries to kill me, usually on accident. Fun, as you can imagine. Riley also tries to kill me and most other people in the class. He thinks it's funny, and no one else does. And then Hooker. Yes, there really is a kid named Hooker. He's the really spacey one. I think he might have severe ADD or something. Thankfully, Lilly Gray is his best friend and she always holds his hand and watches him so he doesn't get left anywhere. Cute.
Also, my cousin and I made a bunch of dumb videos today. He's 9. We tried to yesterday, but we ran out of time because he wanted to play guitar hero. I spiked up his hair, and he thought it was really cool looking, and then put foundation on his face so it wouldn't be so pink, cause it looks funny on our camera. Then I showed my aunt, who was watching Twilight, because he looked a lot like Edward Cullen, who disturbs me very much, by the by. [Yes, by the by. Oh how I love Alice In Wonderland and the Cheshire Cat.]
I am in the process of writing another [really long] letter to AFI. I ascribe them to saving my life. There was a time a few months ago when I had what I, and others, believed was chronic depression. I went to a psychologist, and even though she was really nice and tried everything she could, she just couldn't I almost killed myself. I mean I was really, really close to doing it. Then, I decided not to, because I thought of some AFI lyrics. I can't remember exactly what they were, but I believe it was something out of Now The World or God Called In Sick Today. Spontaneous miracle. After that, I started paying more attention to AFI lyrics, and realized that there could be deep meanings in some of the songs, for me, at least. Davey said "Lyrically I write what I feel and believe - nothing more, nothing less." I guess sometimes we feel the same way.
Most of my friends wonder how I'm so happy and optimistic when something bad happens. Anyways, I believe that I've become an optimist because of AFI's music. I love them, meaning being eternally grateful for saving your life, as much as you can love someone that you don't really know. Because without them, I would almost surely be dead/in a mental hospital. I mean that.
Sorry for another excessively long post.
Sometimes I'll be someone, somewhere, somehow,
♥ Izzy
[I make absolutely no sense at all. (Especially when I get nervous. Because then I'll do something like saying "Norway" instead of "drawing" or I'll just repeat things like "somewhere, somehow, something, someone, someway" etc, or start skipping words, or talking in Japanese, German, French, or even sometimes Russian. Haha, I can't speak much Russian, but Julie taught me some.) Or maybe I do. Sometimes. :)]
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Graduation.
I graduated High School.
No.. I do not feel any different than I did a few days ago.
I do not feel older, wiser, free....er?
Maybe slightly liberated.. Not really though..
It will probably hit me in a couple of weeks..
When I realize I only have to see people when I chose to see them.
This is going to be awesome.
A side note: I recently discovered how amazing cannoli-s are.
The only down side is I am lactose intolerant.
Life can be ironic.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
About the music and the friends
If someone two years ago told me that I'd be spending my days by going to shows, volunteerswork at the local stage and being way to enthousiastic about my friends their bands, I'd laugh at them.
Now, I found out, it works as a drug to me. My volunteerswork is taking almost all of my free weekends, I'm working at metal, drum and bass, house, jazz, hip-hop and all other kind of music shows, standing behind the bar, selling tickets or the garderobe. Because it's in a different town than that I live, I'm sleeping at colleagues houses most of the time, who became my friends. People I talk to on weekly base, who I'm also seeing outside my volunteerswork. Sometimes, when I'm in this town for other reasons, I'm just dropping by there, talking to everyone, drinking a beer with the people there. It became such a big part of my life, that I couldn't imagine doing something else on my friday or saturday evening.
When I'm doing something else it mostly involves going to shows. Sometimes in bigger venues, bands like Less than Jake and Alkaline Trio I saw this year and I'm going to Sick of it All, Atmosphere, Sociale Distortion and Propagandhi the coming 30 days. Sometimes just local gigs or friends bands. My love for the bands of my friends is really big and I'll support them any way possible. We go to bigger shows together and I'm at most of their shows, even if it involves sitting 2 hours or more in a train. Even then, I mostly stay at their place that night, because my home-town is impossible to reach after 12 if you don't have a car.
Like a drug, I became addicted to this life of travelling, working, seeing bands, meeting people. At school, I'm dreaming, writing and thinking about music, the next gigs I'm attending, the festivas I'm going to, upcoming releases, the coming weekend at my volunteerswork. Without, I'm nothing.
I live on my teenage dreams, raging on the volume of control, without this I'm nothing.
Vine Yard - Teenage Dreams
www.myspace.com/wearevineyard
We offer you this new resistance, instead of forcing you into their acceptance
Question Mark - Independant
www.myspace.com/qmcore
<3>
Now, I found out, it works as a drug to me. My volunteerswork is taking almost all of my free weekends, I'm working at metal, drum and bass, house, jazz, hip-hop and all other kind of music shows, standing behind the bar, selling tickets or the garderobe. Because it's in a different town than that I live, I'm sleeping at colleagues houses most of the time, who became my friends. People I talk to on weekly base, who I'm also seeing outside my volunteerswork. Sometimes, when I'm in this town for other reasons, I'm just dropping by there, talking to everyone, drinking a beer with the people there. It became such a big part of my life, that I couldn't imagine doing something else on my friday or saturday evening.
When I'm doing something else it mostly involves going to shows. Sometimes in bigger venues, bands like Less than Jake and Alkaline Trio I saw this year and I'm going to Sick of it All, Atmosphere, Sociale Distortion and Propagandhi the coming 30 days. Sometimes just local gigs or friends bands. My love for the bands of my friends is really big and I'll support them any way possible. We go to bigger shows together and I'm at most of their shows, even if it involves sitting 2 hours or more in a train. Even then, I mostly stay at their place that night, because my home-town is impossible to reach after 12 if you don't have a car.
Like a drug, I became addicted to this life of travelling, working, seeing bands, meeting people. At school, I'm dreaming, writing and thinking about music, the next gigs I'm attending, the festivas I'm going to, upcoming releases, the coming weekend at my volunteerswork. Without, I'm nothing.
I live on my teenage dreams, raging on the volume of control, without this I'm nothing.
Vine Yard - Teenage Dreams
www.myspace.com/wearevineyard
We offer you this new resistance, instead of forcing you into their acceptance
Question Mark - Independant
www.myspace.com/qmcore
<3>
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Le Future
I need to stop worrying. My mind is constantly occupied by thoughts of what will happen in the future. if I'll get enough scholarships, if I'll be able to get into the college I need to go to, if my mom and her husband will make it (he's her third husband), and if my father will ever actually get a job. Not to mention the whole financial situation as a whole: my dad is unemployed, my mom has a disability and cannot work, and my stepdad works in the RV industry, and we all know what's happening with that. Will we even have enough money in the future for me to consider college?
Aren't teens supposed to be able to be carefree worryless beings? I certainly don't have that part of being a teenager down yet. I'm surrounded by others of my generation who worry about nothing more profound than if their parents will raise their allowance or if their boyfriend is worth the time.
Ack. I don't even know. Is this entry even worth publishing?
Aren't teens supposed to be able to be carefree worryless beings? I certainly don't have that part of being a teenager down yet. I'm surrounded by others of my generation who worry about nothing more profound than if their parents will raise their allowance or if their boyfriend is worth the time.
Ack. I don't even know. Is this entry even worth publishing?
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
And We Will See How Godless A Nation We Have Become.
That was a totally random title, but I'm hooked on East Jesus Nowhere so OH WELL.
This post is about my four friends.
SILVER:
She's been my friend since last September. We became friends because of, well, Eragon and Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (Tibby ♥). She's older than me by a few months and taller than me by a few inches. Her favorite bands are Within Temptation and Evanescence. She also likes AFI and Blaqk Audio (all my fault, I'm dragging her to a concert or two). Silver also loves the TV show Doctor Who (which I now also love) and her favorite book series is Lord of the Rings.
She writes crazy well. I have a minor part in her Doctor Who fanfiction, as the Doctor's companion's assistant. So I don't do much till the second book.
LAst year, we had all the same classes together.
TOKI:
I've been friends with her since October of '08. We became friends through PE class. She's insane and weird and random, she loves Nickelback. I'm forcing her to learn many AFI lyrics this summer so I can also drag her to a concert. She adores manga, especially NAruto and +Anima. And the anime Howl's Moving Castle. Yum, Howl ♥ She's also older than me, but shorter than me.
AIKARA/JADEN:
I became friends with her through Toki, and we've been hanging since December or January. She fueled my love of Afee (I'd already heard GNG and Silver And Cold, but she played Toki PRelude 12/21 and Toki played it for me and got me hooked...). She draws insanely well.
She is a lover of all things Jade, Tim Burton, Johnny Depp, and Helena Bonham Carter. She's also the only one of my friends who can symphasize with my Red Hot Chili Peppers obsession.
I won't have to drag her to a concert, XD. I'm also going to the Green Day concert with her, Shika, and my mom!
We sometimes play the AFI game. She's always Jade, I'm always Davey.
SHIKAMARU-HIME (Shika):
I became friends with her through Jaden and Toki. We started hanging out in January, during and after the local ComiCon. I have no clue what her favorite band is, but I think it may be Green Day.
She also draws pretty well.
So these are people I'll be talking about in my posts. BTW, Silver and Jaden totally hate eachother and Toki really annoys Silver, so...
--Suki
This post is about my four friends.
SILVER:
She's been my friend since last September. We became friends because of, well, Eragon and Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (Tibby ♥). She's older than me by a few months and taller than me by a few inches. Her favorite bands are Within Temptation and Evanescence. She also likes AFI and Blaqk Audio (all my fault, I'm dragging her to a concert or two). Silver also loves the TV show Doctor Who (which I now also love) and her favorite book series is Lord of the Rings.
She writes crazy well. I have a minor part in her Doctor Who fanfiction, as the Doctor's companion's assistant. So I don't do much till the second book.
LAst year, we had all the same classes together.
TOKI:
I've been friends with her since October of '08. We became friends through PE class. She's insane and weird and random, she loves Nickelback. I'm forcing her to learn many AFI lyrics this summer so I can also drag her to a concert. She adores manga, especially NAruto and +Anima. And the anime Howl's Moving Castle. Yum, Howl ♥ She's also older than me, but shorter than me.
AIKARA/JADEN:
I became friends with her through Toki, and we've been hanging since December or January. She fueled my love of Afee (I'd already heard GNG and Silver And Cold, but she played Toki PRelude 12/21 and Toki played it for me and got me hooked...). She draws insanely well.
She is a lover of all things Jade, Tim Burton, Johnny Depp, and Helena Bonham Carter. She's also the only one of my friends who can symphasize with my Red Hot Chili Peppers obsession.
I won't have to drag her to a concert, XD. I'm also going to the Green Day concert with her, Shika, and my mom!
We sometimes play the AFI game. She's always Jade, I'm always Davey.
SHIKAMARU-HIME (Shika):
I became friends with her through Jaden and Toki. We started hanging out in January, during and after the local ComiCon. I have no clue what her favorite band is, but I think it may be Green Day.
She also draws pretty well.
So these are people I'll be talking about in my posts. BTW, Silver and Jaden totally hate eachother and Toki really annoys Silver, so...
--Suki
Pasta and spiders and dancing. Wow.
So on Friday, I'll be stuck with a bunch of six and seven year olds for seven and a half hours, half of that being outside on 'field day.' Essentially running around outside, and trying to avoid heat stroke. Little children love me. I don't really know why.
Then on Saturday, I will be at my grandma's with my mom's side of the family for a Father's Day lunch thingy. My cousins and I should play that game where we were pretending to be AFI. I was Jade, since someone told me that I'm a lot like him, once again, I don't really know why, and Ryan, who's almost 11, was Davey, Mike, who's 10, was Hunter, and little Marie, who's 9, was Adam. XD. No one in my family or AFI really is anywhere close to Adam or Marie's personality.
We were talking about having problems, and then Mike/Hunter told Ryan/Davey "Well you express your problems in your songs!" That was really funny. I mean Davey doesn't have problems, and he doesn't express them in his songs, and I definitely don't want to make fun of AFI, but we just joked around and acted stupid like we usually do the whole time. And made up "the spider dance." Don't even ask about the "circus in the woods," where there's (really) a black pond and (not really) an "old hermit that had liposuction who lives in a tattered blue tent." Don't. We definitely don't have overactive imaginations. Grandma has an interesting house... there's a rusty old chair that's been there for maybe fifteen or twenty years, of course the whole "circus in the woods" thing, and there's also a lot of barbed wire and piles of wooden structures that were broken down. Since she lives almost in the middle of nowhere, but sort of near Fort Bragg, which is a military fort, we can always here shooting and stuff.
Maybe kids love me because I go along with all their games. Maybe because we go to "circuses in the woods."
I was singing and dancing around the kitchen while waiting for water to boil. Oh how I love being home alone sometimes, or with my friends that tolerate/join in on weird things like that.
♥ Izzy.
Then on Saturday, I will be at my grandma's with my mom's side of the family for a Father's Day lunch thingy. My cousins and I should play that game where we were pretending to be AFI. I was Jade, since someone told me that I'm a lot like him, once again, I don't really know why, and Ryan, who's almost 11, was Davey, Mike, who's 10, was Hunter, and little Marie, who's 9, was Adam. XD. No one in my family or AFI really is anywhere close to Adam or Marie's personality.
We were talking about having problems, and then Mike/Hunter told Ryan/Davey "Well you express your problems in your songs!" That was really funny. I mean Davey doesn't have problems, and he doesn't express them in his songs, and I definitely don't want to make fun of AFI, but we just joked around and acted stupid like we usually do the whole time. And made up "the spider dance." Don't even ask about the "circus in the woods," where there's (really) a black pond and (not really) an "old hermit that had liposuction who lives in a tattered blue tent." Don't. We definitely don't have overactive imaginations. Grandma has an interesting house... there's a rusty old chair that's been there for maybe fifteen or twenty years, of course the whole "circus in the woods" thing, and there's also a lot of barbed wire and piles of wooden structures that were broken down. Since she lives almost in the middle of nowhere, but sort of near Fort Bragg, which is a military fort, we can always here shooting and stuff.
Maybe kids love me because I go along with all their games. Maybe because we go to "circuses in the woods."
I was singing and dancing around the kitchen while waiting for water to boil. Oh how I love being home alone sometimes, or with my friends that tolerate/join in on weird things like that.
♥ Izzy.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Laurel's First Post
Hello, all. This is my first post, quite obviously.
I'm a very animal-oriented person. I have somewhere around 35-45 pets. It changes a lot, due to the fact that I breed mice and African soft-furred rats for my snakes, and the mice and rats are often being euthenized and frozen/fed to my snakes. However, I do consider my mice and rats as pets. They have names, I handle them, they have large tanks and lots of toys.
I'm here today to talk about hermit crabs, however. I have 17 of them. I have a 50-gallon tank for them. They eat healthier than I do. Hermit crabs actually can't eat commercially available food, because they are very sensitive to preservatives. Anyways, mine get gourmet chicken, fish, fish eggs, shrimp, all sorts of vegetables, all sorts of fruit, exotic seaweeds, bee pollen... the list goes on. Like I said, they have a more varied diet than I do.
My life is centered on my animals. As you can imagine, the majority of my free time is spent on my pets. I plan on becoming an exotic (invertebrates, small mammals, reptiles) veterinarian. I'm sure you're like "Well, no kid actually becomes what he/she wants to," but honestly, I'm already focusing on biology and science in general in high school and have been researching colleges and scholarships. Animals are my life and have been since I got my first snake when I was 6.
I'm a very animal-oriented person. I have somewhere around 35-45 pets. It changes a lot, due to the fact that I breed mice and African soft-furred rats for my snakes, and the mice and rats are often being euthenized and frozen/fed to my snakes. However, I do consider my mice and rats as pets. They have names, I handle them, they have large tanks and lots of toys.
I'm here today to talk about hermit crabs, however. I have 17 of them. I have a 50-gallon tank for them. They eat healthier than I do. Hermit crabs actually can't eat commercially available food, because they are very sensitive to preservatives. Anyways, mine get gourmet chicken, fish, fish eggs, shrimp, all sorts of vegetables, all sorts of fruit, exotic seaweeds, bee pollen... the list goes on. Like I said, they have a more varied diet than I do.
My life is centered on my animals. As you can imagine, the majority of my free time is spent on my pets. I plan on becoming an exotic (invertebrates, small mammals, reptiles) veterinarian. I'm sure you're like "Well, no kid actually becomes what he/she wants to," but honestly, I'm already focusing on biology and science in general in high school and have been researching colleges and scholarships. Animals are my life and have been since I got my first snake when I was 6.
First Post
Well, as my title so clearly states, this is my first post here. Let's see. I guess I'll write about school.
Ah, I finished my sophomore year about two days ago. It's pretty shocking knowing that I'm half way through high school. It feels like I'm still a freshman. Anyway, I'm pretty stoked for next year. I'll be taking Physics, Math Analysis Honors, AP English Language, AP US History, Spanish 3/4, and Marching/Concert band. As I won't have space in my schedule for Jazz, I'm going to try to just practice the music at home and perform with the band. Also, they're cutting French, so I'm going to have to finish the course at a community college (which I'm pretty stoked for as well).
My AP World teacher totally boosted my self esteem on Friday. He told me that, if I focused, I could make it to valedictorian. He said that I'm his best writer, and the best test taker he's ever had, which was completely astounding because I know of so many really, really intelligent kids who've taken his class. I feel more motivated now, haha.
Ah, I finished my sophomore year about two days ago. It's pretty shocking knowing that I'm half way through high school. It feels like I'm still a freshman. Anyway, I'm pretty stoked for next year. I'll be taking Physics, Math Analysis Honors, AP English Language, AP US History, Spanish 3/4, and Marching/Concert band. As I won't have space in my schedule for Jazz, I'm going to try to just practice the music at home and perform with the band. Also, they're cutting French, so I'm going to have to finish the course at a community college (which I'm pretty stoked for as well).
My AP World teacher totally boosted my self esteem on Friday. He told me that, if I focused, I could make it to valedictorian. He said that I'm his best writer, and the best test taker he's ever had, which was completely astounding because I know of so many really, really intelligent kids who've taken his class. I feel more motivated now, haha.
These amazing people
I love my friends so much!
Yesterday I went to Amsterdam with one of my best friends, Kevin. We both aren't into shopping, we both don't smoke weed, so it ended up with sitting in the sun, watching people all day. It really liked it.
Today, a Jerney actually borrowed me money so I can go to Less athan Jake tonight, another day of Amsterdam!
Maurice told me the Bouncing Souls will be playing in Amsterdam, somewhere in August, we decided to go there.
Martin, Timo and Dave will be playing with their band Question Mark, on Nick's birthday party the 27th. I love their band, I love those guys, I've known Nick now for a few years and I'm looking forward to it.
Only amazing stories about the great people my friends are!
So, about my life, there are just a few days left and I'll have summer holiday. We're going to Turkey this year for two weeks! A few days before we leave I'm going to see Social Distortion live.
And next week I'll be going to see Atmosphere the 25th, Sick of it All the 26th and to the free festival Parkpop the 28th were The Pretenders, The Buzzcocks and the Skatellites will be playing. Actually busy with seeing bands, I love it!
Saturday I have to work at a Drum&Bass party as volunteer. Basic Base is one of the best evenings to work, it's crowded, you are actually doing something, there are many people I know who come.
Non-music related, I'm losing friends because of weed. Finally I came to the conclusion they could just fuck off. If they want to smoke daily and become stupid idiots who lose their brains and can't understand anything at all, that's fine with me, but they shouldn't expect me to be there for them.
Well, how's your life?
<3>
Yesterday I went to Amsterdam with one of my best friends, Kevin. We both aren't into shopping, we both don't smoke weed, so it ended up with sitting in the sun, watching people all day. It really liked it.
Today, a Jerney actually borrowed me money so I can go to Less athan Jake tonight, another day of Amsterdam!
Maurice told me the Bouncing Souls will be playing in Amsterdam, somewhere in August, we decided to go there.
Martin, Timo and Dave will be playing with their band Question Mark, on Nick's birthday party the 27th. I love their band, I love those guys, I've known Nick now for a few years and I'm looking forward to it.
Only amazing stories about the great people my friends are!
So, about my life, there are just a few days left and I'll have summer holiday. We're going to Turkey this year for two weeks! A few days before we leave I'm going to see Social Distortion live.
And next week I'll be going to see Atmosphere the 25th, Sick of it All the 26th and to the free festival Parkpop the 28th were The Pretenders, The Buzzcocks and the Skatellites will be playing. Actually busy with seeing bands, I love it!
Saturday I have to work at a Drum&Bass party as volunteer. Basic Base is one of the best evenings to work, it's crowded, you are actually doing something, there are many people I know who come.
Non-music related, I'm losing friends because of weed. Finally I came to the conclusion they could just fuck off. If they want to smoke daily and become stupid idiots who lose their brains and can't understand anything at all, that's fine with me, but they shouldn't expect me to be there for them.
Well, how's your life?
<3>
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Wowzah!
I haven't been here in quite a while! This blog isn't going to be anything too interesting, it's just that no one has updated in a few days so, yup.
School's out for summer now (SCHOOOOOLS OUT. FOR. EVAH!) and my summer is currently... not completely boring. But I haven't hung out with any friends since the end of the year feild trip :( . Also, my two very best friends moved. It's tough having to watch two of the people that stuck with you during purgatory, oops I meant to type middle school, both move away at once. I hope I'll also be able to make new friends in highschool. I'm very quiet when you first meet me (Hard to believe, I know) and a lot of people think that I don't talk much simply because I don't like them, which isn't true. I have a feeling I'll make some because, hey, I made some in middle school. Okay, I'm trying to be optimistic! Hahah
I ate a salad today. I'm bringing this up because it was a very delicious salad. Like, very delicious. Omnomnom. It was a Caesar salad complete with romaine lettuce, caesar dressing, parmesean cheese and croutons that made my tummy smile. One tip though, don't drown the stuff in dressing. Seriously. Don't.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
When best friends turn to enemies
Hey, I'm back for once
Feels like a long time since I posted here, but I've been busy living, loving and losing. Especially losing, a lot. All my old friends, they're gone, became strangers on the streets.
I hosted a barbecue party last Saturday, I did invite them, but they didn't came. I was so scared no one would come, but in the end of the evening I found myself surrounded by 25 others, friends to me, family to me. People who actually did care, who actually wanted to come. So I'm happy now I guess.
When I brought Dave back to the bus, I saw my old friends sitting in the grass, smoking grass. I said hello and walked on by, like greeting acquaintances. It weren't the people I grew up with any more, the ones I once loved till dead.
About loving, there are two totally different stories. The first is about a guy in a band, who became a good friend of mine. I did like him, but he's so distant. I think I'll keep it at friendship. If I put some more effort in it, took the time to get him to get to know me better, it could possibly work out. But I don't want to live in maybes, I want to live in reality.
On the other side there's a guy who does the light at my local stage. I started to work as a volunteer there, about a year and a half ago, because he told me it was great working there. We became friends somewhere last December. Now, somewhere between our laughs and endless talks on-line until deeply into the night, we've gotten to grow feelings for each other. Ones we want to, but can't, deny. He's working as a safety guard on the beach the coming month, some place far away from here. I wonder what will happen, especially because I'm still dealing with feelings for 'friend-in-band.' But as the days pass, my feelings shift.
What will it be? Friend-in-band or friend-doing-light? Or just maybe none, maybe I'm just pretending there are any feelings and I'm just getting desperate after not having a relation for 9 months.
I feel so old, even though I just turned 17. I'm moving out by the end of this year and it pretty much scares me. I never imagined how living my own life would be. I always was dependant on everyone, now there's going to be a day I've got to do it all alone.
Well, I'll start packing my bag and heading towards school. You'll hear from me as soon as anything changes.
<3>
Feels like a long time since I posted here, but I've been busy living, loving and losing. Especially losing, a lot. All my old friends, they're gone, became strangers on the streets.
I hosted a barbecue party last Saturday, I did invite them, but they didn't came. I was so scared no one would come, but in the end of the evening I found myself surrounded by 25 others, friends to me, family to me. People who actually did care, who actually wanted to come. So I'm happy now I guess.
When I brought Dave back to the bus, I saw my old friends sitting in the grass, smoking grass. I said hello and walked on by, like greeting acquaintances. It weren't the people I grew up with any more, the ones I once loved till dead.
About loving, there are two totally different stories. The first is about a guy in a band, who became a good friend of mine. I did like him, but he's so distant. I think I'll keep it at friendship. If I put some more effort in it, took the time to get him to get to know me better, it could possibly work out. But I don't want to live in maybes, I want to live in reality.
On the other side there's a guy who does the light at my local stage. I started to work as a volunteer there, about a year and a half ago, because he told me it was great working there. We became friends somewhere last December. Now, somewhere between our laughs and endless talks on-line until deeply into the night, we've gotten to grow feelings for each other. Ones we want to, but can't, deny. He's working as a safety guard on the beach the coming month, some place far away from here. I wonder what will happen, especially because I'm still dealing with feelings for 'friend-in-band.' But as the days pass, my feelings shift.
What will it be? Friend-in-band or friend-doing-light? Or just maybe none, maybe I'm just pretending there are any feelings and I'm just getting desperate after not having a relation for 9 months.
I feel so old, even though I just turned 17. I'm moving out by the end of this year and it pretty much scares me. I never imagined how living my own life would be. I always was dependant on everyone, now there's going to be a day I've got to do it all alone.
Well, I'll start packing my bag and heading towards school. You'll hear from me as soon as anything changes.
<3>
Friday, June 5, 2009
these 120 hours could go on forever...
Since not many people are posting, :[, I will just post again. XD
In the past one hundred twenty hours:
• I have been dubbed "Miss Murder", who knows why.
• We've got our little group of kids that are going to Warped Tour.
• I found out that I love Alesana and I Set My Friends On Fire.
• I made up a completely random saying "Running with scissors can set people on fire." And that has absolutely no correlation to anything, it was before I heard of I Set My Friends On Fire.
• My quote has become quite popular with my friends.
• I wrote my quote in Rachel's yearbook because she wanted me to, and then Emilie thought that "set" kind of looked like "sex", so she drew an x over the t. I hope her parents don't read that.
• I drew an array of Pacific blue-ringed octopi in my closest friends' yearbooks. They were all different, and include a radioactive biohazardous one, a checkerboarded one, a tiger-striped one, and a Disney one. Yep, I am a special person.
• I brought my grade up sixteen points in two days.
• We ate pizza in science. And we're eating pizza again on Monday.
• I wrote my name kinda like I 2 2 y on my yearbook, and Walter said "Wait, why did you write 'I Qui Qui' on your yearbook? Oh, wait, it says Izzy. Well, I'm calling you I Qui Qui now." Haha, like Bon Qui Qui. We're not weird at all. XD
That is all.
♥ Izzy.
In the past one hundred twenty hours:
• I have been dubbed "Miss Murder", who knows why.
• We've got our little group of kids that are going to Warped Tour.
• I found out that I love Alesana and I Set My Friends On Fire.
• I made up a completely random saying "Running with scissors can set people on fire." And that has absolutely no correlation to anything, it was before I heard of I Set My Friends On Fire.
• My quote has become quite popular with my friends.
• I wrote my quote in Rachel's yearbook because she wanted me to, and then Emilie thought that "set" kind of looked like "sex", so she drew an x over the t. I hope her parents don't read that.
• I drew an array of Pacific blue-ringed octopi in my closest friends' yearbooks. They were all different, and include a radioactive biohazardous one, a checkerboarded one, a tiger-striped one, and a Disney one. Yep, I am a special person.
• I brought my grade up sixteen points in two days.
• We ate pizza in science. And we're eating pizza again on Monday.
• I wrote my name kinda like I 2 2 y on my yearbook, and Walter said "Wait, why did you write 'I Qui Qui' on your yearbook? Oh, wait, it says Izzy. Well, I'm calling you I Qui Qui now." Haha, like Bon Qui Qui. We're not weird at all. XD
That is all.
♥ Izzy.
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