RAT FINK!

THIS IS WHY I AM NOT FRIENDS WITH THE TRULY HEART STOPPINGLY BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE!!!!!Because they ALWAYS fink out on you because they have to many friends who can drive mustangs to go to IHOP and buy the whole place and then go to SF and buy the whole place down. This is why they are assholes ALL The time and they say they'll do one thing and do something else!Whit said we'd go riding and I said great, whoever wakes up first, call. Well, I didn't get to sleep until like 1, because my insomnia was pissing me off, etc, and I woke up at 11. I got dressed, called her, left a message, and nothing. So I go to her house, and have to fiddle with the fence for 20 minutes to get INTO her FRONT YARD. Then! I ring the bell. I throw pebbles at her window. I knock. I yell. I go INTO the house. Up to her room. Knock, yell. Kick. No one. INTO her room. She's in the bathroom (where I assume most beautiful people spend most of there time, head in the toilet or not.) I have to wait at her door for 5 minutes while she fixes her HAIR so she can open the door.Well.She is NOT dressed to go riding. She is dressed to go be beautiful, so the public can watch her and sigh and say, look at her! Isn't she perfect?kfs ;isbDg;.bsdkgj;bsdoI CANNOT BELIEVE THAT. She was awake, and since I was not, and I didn't call the BH Princess, she didn't want to call to 'wake me up.' PLEASE. PLEASE! Spare me the fucking BS. Now I'm alone ALL day, and Vic hates horses and I have to wash my pony alone! And thats boring! I'll call her anyway, good ol' Vic might think of something fun to do.WHITNEY- I only have so many straws left for you to pull. Amanda, pissed of rocker*

He is on a date; I must wait; words that cannot be said....i dig it...

I wield a great power, and I wield it with an itchy trigger finger. I am outspoken and very defensive of my friends. Come near any of them, and prepare to get blasted. I am pure of heart, but I have a quick temper. Don't anger me. And if you do, don't be in my way.What's your superpower?*****Just got back from spiderman Pretty spiffy stuff. Some of the techie affects were lame; like when he was learning how to fly or spider or what have you, it looked like a video game. But, I wasn't bored and it ended at just the right time; so I give it an Amanda four stars. I don't know any html for stars so...deal.****Alright. The end of the week! Hurrah! Finally friday arrives on my doorstep. Kevin and I did our scene, but the bell rang in the middle and threw us off. So we missed half a page of script but STILL got the A! Mr. D was eating it up; how hard we practiced, we recovered beautifully...fine, fine fine! Happy hunky dorky day.****So it is only 10:43 and my friday night is already over. But, I don't really care. I haven't worked on editing chapter 3 of my story in forever...and I haven't written much more. Plus I have Meghan and I's novella to work on, but at least SHE has the emo. Oh, jesus, damn, a poem to go through also. Gaar.****Get up, get up, get up, get up...* * * *Tomorrow is my recede from public view day. I'm going to ride, wash my horse, get my stuff ready for the show sunday, and then do HW> but sunday! I have a horse show, and then the vines and ROONEY show! YES! Monday will be hell with my oral report and all but I'm willing to try...I'm sure i'll think up some lame excuse for updating later. Night.Slim- Rocker MD

Guitar riffs heard with straining ears through insulated walls... if only I could break them down.

That's a cool band; and I like the EMO name. They're pretty grooving. I'm becoming an indie junkie. I was downloading yesterday and I clogged my computers system thing, and it froze because I kept changing songs and websites. Must get the fix!The Fix... there should be a band called that. Or is there? Ah... ok. But, I'm in two bands that lack either a) vocals that will sing anything other than the beatles or b) bass and lead guitar and vox. But Vic and my band is Nerd Rockers Anonymous, and Meghan and mine is The Wednesdays. How cool, eh? I think I'll make a Wednesdays shirt this weekend, with non-erasable sharpie, so it won't bleed in the wash like my Nerd Rocker one. If only we practiced/exsisted entirely. Hmm...****School was mind numbing,as always. I thought my scene in drama was w/ Kevin on FRIDAY but it was today, but Mr. Dereiux was absent! Yay god! I broke a screw off my flute and my whole thumb key plate fell off, I had to go get it replaced today. But Mr. Brown wasn't in school either! Thank god. Again...******Ohhh, and best fucking news EVER! I am GOING to the vines and Rooney show! OH YES! OH YES! OH YES (orgasm sounds) Rooney! Vines! ROONEY (vines) ROONEY vines *****Look at this boy: Who would NOT want to see him hold a guitar and sing? I know that pictures dorky yet it makes him so much more appealing...oy. Oy the Roy. Yes, I am a terrible shallow girl. But he did some cool indie films with Sofia Coppola. And he's pretty... The drummer from Mr. Varsity left a note on my LJ, which made me feel special... must remember, the pretty rockers are mere mortals...pretty mortals...Great beauty if truly an affliction. (unhappy pout.)Spiffy.sLiM

Further Seems forever

Take the Five Iron Frenzy personality test!I am ever so proud I found that test. But Keith is the cute one.Ah, the last day of block scheduling is upon us. I weep. Hah. No, ok. I had to play football for an hour and a half, how's that for torture? Yeah, I know. Who ever said, hmm, we could most likely make this ball oblong, so whatever idiot actually wanted to play this game would look like the true arse they are!Smart bastards.Not that I wanted to play. Having my jaw broken by nicole ashwell was not on my to do list. It was a perfect day... and then he came on the scene, and ruined our whole night.**** Let's see, what else? Meghan and I worked on our newest master-minded creation. Oh, the dreams it incubates. Let's get out of here. (I'm sorry, I keep quoting the song I was listening to earlier.)Spiffy.Amanda

The last day of April I found myself lonely...and emo...

Wow, I feel almost cool for not updating for such a long time- but I just had to tell about the greenday concert.Alright, sell outs or not, they have perfected the live show. Plus, Billie (that is how you spell it, eh?) Joe's six pack reveled did wonders. They got people from the audience to play their instruments, oh, to have Mike Drints sweaty arms telling me which notes to play! But, when Billie was all 'I want 300 more of you fuckers down on the floor!' our whole row rushed the gaurds and I hoped over the 3 foot divider, and I just ran and got sweaty dancing and hoping and screaming 1,1,2,1,2,3,4! It was so great! And they played brainstew which is my favorite song and I forgot all this shit that kind of hoardes away my ME time and I just danced and watched 3 guys turn a jaded, emo-hating (Jimmy eat world hating) crowd into this total rock club. It was SO sweet. I mean, I lack the words. I went to the weezer concert and I am SURE I would have enjoyed that as much, if not more, if my lame brother would of let me go on the floor. I didn't really ask, but that was my first big big concert and he was scared I'd get killed. I was still young, unexperienced concert goer, see. But now I've been to quite a few, and shows too, and Rooney is on sunday, and i'm just exploding with show love!!!!School... wait, what fucktard would want to talk about school?? I'm thinking about Billie making orgasm noises and Robert Shwartzman (now Robert Carmine) singing Sorry Sorry to me in a week! Jeez, duur!SPIFFY!Slim

"How's it going?"___me___"It's going. Just not anywhere important, is all."

I wish he would just come online right now; and I wish that I could just say hello: and I wouldn't need excuses and a quirky comment and an I'm sorry to bother you to appease him. I just wish we had something in common-- something I could see or hold or taste late at night to reassure me there is a thread of life holding us together- spanning the massive chasm between us.********


Visionary, revolutionary, vigilante - these descriptions all fit you well. You are thoroughly disgusted with society and humanity as a whole, and you have several rather diabolical plans to reshape it to fit your designs. You're probably a loner, and most people think you're crazy. That's just because they don't understand, though, and you'll show them someday anyway. Heh heh heh. You are known to become very passionate about many causes, have torrid love affairs, and be seen as a either a demagogue or a hero to the proletariat masses.</td>
Be cool! Take the What Do You Want Out Of Life? Quiz*************Oh the excitement.Today was awesome: you can read all about it in Meghans journal, so I'll just break it down to we got to play volleyball during band with seniors who have nice bleached hair and don't mock you for being a dumbfuck.LachrymaticSoda: what's the point of going up and down a dead end street?NerdRocker145: to reach the end, I suppose.*******I worked on my drums a bit today before the neighbors got pissed; I worked out some fills that are just high hat snare double beats with a crash etc... Not very exciting or fucking virtuoso like; but I guess some people just cannot be pleased with the laments.My real player is spazzing out and I cannot listen to music; I was listening to Charlie Brown and digging it, and Mr. Varsity but it's all fucked now. My eight bucks for my nifty iodine shirt got sent back and since I have no money; I have to use it. Oh well. I am going to goodwill tomorrow w/ Tom. Then a dinky chruch show w/ Kris but you never know when some crazy kids will come in and make it fun.... well, that will probably be Kris and my job.Hehe! 134 pages of the Emo Diaries! I have to write entry 40 this weekend. How terribly good of us; and yet---how terribly sad...I'm geting pissed at everyone in my group for excluding tom, except for Darwin (zach,) who'll argue with anyone. Just because his arms are around my shoulders and I nip his ear doesnt make us in-human or retarded, we can still talk. And they all just walk away! Like today; we all started in a big circle in the middle of the forum, and by the time lunch was over we were backed against the stairs b/c we had to keep following will and kristen etc. You know; I'm getting sick of will's shit too, sometimes. He's beautiful, I admit it, I don't see why the boy can't just get a date for gods sake if he must spread slander about tom and I. Lorah Horton on improv can barley contain herself around him, etc etc etc... I just get sick of being ragged on with Tom, for liking him. Excuse me because I got lucky.I'm just on weird terms with Kristen, or I feel I am, because of that insensitve entry she posted. I'm sure it wasn't meant to be condescending and yobbo-esque. It just turned out that way and made me feel pretty worthless. I guess she didn't mean it--- just all this stuff about Kristen being better than me; I mean, I get it from my PARENTS! So when SHE tells ME I'm bad at something its like, oh. I guess I really am a retarded shit.*****Nonetheless, Here I am. Alone on a friday.I guess I bitch too much.I'm tired and frustrated and stupid, so I guess I'll retire to the cool sheets and sad emo I so adore.Amanda

I am no longer broken; I am no longer whole; I am anything but original, I have been sold.

Loyal Frisby changed all their songs and now they all suck. Too many bass solos.Today was full schedule, but my math test was postponed and I shall fail it; I must try to escape it- oh any excuse; anyone will do- if only I could take it on tuesday. The key to being excused from a test is not acting panicked. Make a long LONG list of questions on the material, written down and approach the teacher with a pen and notepad-"Mr(s)____, I was going over this material for the last time last night and I found all these questions- I don't know how I will pass If I don't get the answers-(begin to ask)"PS- I am master at this- I once got a extra french book, tore out the pages with some key material on them, and claimed I could not study because my book was a mess. I took the test a week later. I recieved an A.I am evil, but it is necessary to beat the system, you must be evil.Mr. Brown was gone and except for Kendel Mygosomethingrather cramping our groove, meghan and I went and skated around the locker room. Jen and Angela stood by the door and fretted that we looked like we wear lifting wallets. I then pointed out that Jennifer was wearing skimpy size 1 pants with no pockets. FUCK! I was trying to listen to Charlie Brown gets a valentine ( i dont like the name, to many words and the sure to come copyright battles) and I got a parental adivsory warning! It skipped song one! FUCK YOU MP3.com facisits!So I got to go skating with Meghan after school; oh glorious skating, gossip and taking funny pictures. We bought milkshakes and cheese its and apples and sat in Evies and read cosmo and laughed. And then more glorious skating and we watched TPrincess Diaries at home. Then the play which was good; at least I got in free, and all I had to do was hand out programs.Just watching pavement get out of my way and hear gravel crunching makes me forget...well...It just makes me forget some stuff.Get up.Amanda