OMFG SCHOOL

I still can't believe I'm an effing JUNIOR. Wow.

So. I wait 20 minutes for the bus with my dad and cats, and what do you know? I get the schizophrenic bus! Whoohoo! I'm not even kidding; the actual number on the bus was 200, but there was an oak tag thing beside it that read "363". WTF much? Anyway, so I think that the REAL 363 is in the bus shop or something. I get to school and who should the bus pull up behind but the REAL 200! OMG! Even better was that it had a sign just like my bus, only it read "200"!!!

Seriously. You can't make this stuff up. Well, you can, but it would be incredibly lame.

Then after school, the bus is in the wrong spot and it ends up being ALL THE WAY AT THE END of a pretty damn long sidewalk. Not to mention that I have H. Survey last period, so I have to walk all the way to the other side of the school, walk down the stairs, and down the sidewalk. I believe that there's a shorter way, but that means I can't walk with Brandon. He gets to DRIVE to school because he's OLDER than me by 8 MONTHS, and Hanna's older by 9, except she's gonna drive me in October, when she's legally able to because I'm her best friend and she rules. Like, a lot. Except when she makes fun of me because I still have to ride the bus. But I'll show her. I'LL SHOW THEM ALL! *mutters darkly*

Exactly what I'll show, I have no idea.

Anyway, the classes: AP World is pretty scary, but Hanna's in it with me, and Mr. Findeisen is funny, which helps, except when he scares us all (okay, me) with talk of how hard his class is gonna be. He gave us homework on the first day, but it was a writing assignment so it was okay. I like writing assignments, strangely enough. I guess because I'm good at them (not to brag or anything, but I think I've gotten like 2 bad grades on a writing assignment in my whole life, and one of them was a redo, so I got to do it again and I got an A. =D). Chorus was chorus as usual, but Mrs. Korn got an Easy Button. LMAO. Also, like 50 more kids got up to Honors Festival Chorus this year. All of these sophomores kept coming in, and I was like 0_0. EVERY chair was filled, and we have a buttload of chairs. French was okay. The teacher's a little weird, but she seems all right. However, this worries me because people say she's evil, and other people, including me, say the same thing as Ms. Leach. Plus, on the first day of Spanish II, I thought the EXACT SAME THING as Ms. Whitley as I did Ms. Leach: weird but okay. AAAUUUUGGGGHHHHHH! *gouges eyes* I can't escape it. PLUS, I have FREAKING MRS. DRISGILL AGAIN for Algebra II next semester! MY GOD, I CAN'T ESCAPE AT ALL!!!!!!!!!

This is all Dr. Kutscher's doing, I just know it. As Hanna says, he obviously has a degree in Bullshit. Damn straight.

Anyway, Honors Survey is cool. Mr. Roehrle (pronounced "RAY-lee"; it looks like a cough, doesn't it?!) has a very dry sense of humor, and keeps a stoic face almost all the time. Plus, Brandon's in my class, which makes me happy. So I have Hanna in my first mod, Jackie in my second, Daniel in my third, and Brandon in my fourth. Also, Eddie and Zach have the same lunch as me! Yay!

Crap. Second semester's gonna suck. I just know it. Just because this semester rules so much. :\

Vacation and Other Fun July Things!

Christ, it's nearly August. WHY?? >_<

Wow. So much stuff.

First: We did squat for the Fourth of July, except light sparklers in the rain. Whoo-freakin'-hoo.

Second: King's Fest was once again AMAZING. I wish our roomates were a little better, but oh, well. Mom and I haven't had a really decent roomate since my aunt and she's kinda dead. Speaking of which, the evil hoebag bastard that did it got 50 years in prison: 25 for 2nd degree murder and 25 for the handgun violation (to that I say: "YA THINK??"). And, he's not eligible for parole until half his sentence is up. He's 58 years old now.

Translation: He's pretty much gonna rot in jail forever. No daylight for you!

Anyway: King's Fest was awesome. YAY! Only, Third Day wasn't there this year because they had a concert in Colorado *tear tear*. I got Todd Agnew's autograph, but not because I wanted it. See, there's this really hot Oriental violinist, Jonathan Chu, who tours with him and he was there, so I acutally wanted his autograph, but had to get Todd's first.

If you want my honest opinion, I thought Todd was a bit of an idiot. On stage, he was teaching us, like, 4 lines to a song and he felt the need to go over them and have us do them 50 times each. Mom and I were just like, "Get on with it already!" Plus, when he as signing my Post-It Note pad (Heck yes. Deal, bitches.), I told him that he sounded like the singer from Nickelback (he really does, I think). You know what he said? "I'm sorry." WHAT THE HELL. It was a compliment!! I guess he doesn't like Nickelback (doom on him and his descendants if that's true) or he's never heard of them.

But anyway, the violinist: He was SOOOOOOOO CUTE AND NICE. ZOMG. Replace that violin with an electric guitar and he probably would have had his OWN line of crazy fangirls. But it was just me and a guy in front of me to appreciate the wonder and talent of violinists. As a former violinist, I've rather nursed a soft spot for professionals, especially males. I claimed him as my future husband (along with the drummer from Newsboys and Mark Hall from Casting Crowns. To hell with bigamy laws; I'll become a Mormon! XD), but it turns out he's already happily married. Oh, well. I'll just settle for being his friend on MySpace. :D

Third: I just returned from Myrtle Beach, SC this evening, and as much as I LOVELOVELOVE MB, it's always great to come home. Our timeshare was SO RETARDED. They just opened his year...and they need to tear them down and start over. They need adequate parking, bigger elevators, a SERIOUS interior makeover, and just scads of other stuff.

Here's something kinda freaky: I was on the balcony last night and I went back in. (Ooh! Thrills and chills!) At 2 AM, a guys calls up and says, "Hey, this is Michael. I saw you on the balcony. What'choo up to? Whass yo name?"

At this point, I go, "It's 2 AM and I'm going to bed. Good night." and hung up the phone.

What's weird is that I just finished watching a CSI episode where one of the guys has a stalker who would watch his victims from the crawl space/attic of their home. And the only way he could have seen me on our balcony was if he was in the building across the street or in the opposite tower thing. So, how the HELL did he know our room number to call our room??? You can't see people in our building from the balcony.

Needless to say, I was FREAKED OUT and was especially glad to be going home the next day.

On the plus side, I'm nice and tan. :D Silver lining, people. Work with me, here!

Oh, and I applied for a job at Carroll Lutheran Village in Westminster, which is a nursing home. They're part of the 0.1% of businesses that hire people under 16. *growl* I hate having a late birthday. Anyway, they want to INTERVIEW ME!!! EEP! I have to call them back and schedule, but I'm excited! I'll finally have a job (hopefully)!

Okay, here's the really sad depressing part of July:

Justin Hook goes to my school and was in my grade. He was in a car accident on July 11th and died Wednesday (June 25th) at 10:30 AM. Of course, the viewing was on Friday and the funeral was today, when I was coming back from Myrtle Beach. It sucks, because I would have liked to pay my respects. What was odd is that I KNEW that he was probably gonna die when I was gone and the funeral (isn't it ironic that the word 'fun' is in 'funeral'?? What sadistic douchebag came up with that? The same guy who put an 's' in 'lisp'??) stuff would be before I came back. Plus, the stupid timeshare didn't have Wi-Fi in our tower (the place has 4 towers and the Wi-Fi was only in Tower 4, which of course we weren't in) so I didn't even find out he died until today.

I'm still pretty shocked. We weren't really friends, and I thought he was immature and rather annoying (I must spund like a horrible person right now), but he was funny. He was smart, too, otherwise he wouldn't have been in honors classes (I mean, plenty of kids pass honors classes by cheating, but he didn't really strike me as the type to pass a class dishonestly). Plus, he was good at football and basketball. He probably could've gone to college on a sports scholarship. Man, what a waste.

Soooooo, there's July for ya.

OMYGAWD, I NEARLY FORGOT! HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS!!!

Mom and I got it at the midnight premier because we were leaving for vacation that day. I read it on he way down and finished it in exactly 22 hours (it would've been less, but it was a busy day). I kept track of all the deaths and Horcruxes, and here they are:

SPOILER ALERT! Highlight to read. If you haven't read it yet, DO NOT HIGHLIGHT!!

Deaths (in order of occurence)
-Charity Burbage
-Hedwig
-Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody
-Bathilda Bagshot
-Peter 'Wormtail' Pettigrew
-Dobby (the only death I cried over)
-Vincent Crabbe
-Fred Weasley (A part of me died with him)
-Remus 'Moony' Lupin (the last of the Marauders! *sob*)
-Nymphadora Tonks
-Bellatrix Lestrange (GO MRS. WEASLEY!!)
-Tom 'Lord Voldemort' Marvolo Riddle (HELLS YES VOLDEMORT WENT DOWN, BITCHES!!)

Horcruxes
-Riddle's Diary
-Helga Hufflepuff's cup
-Salazar Slytherin's locket
-Rowena Ravenclaw's diadem
-The ring
-Nagini
-Harry Potter

So now, we have nothing to live for. XD LONG LIVE PARRY OTTER, THE CHOSEN BOY!

Okay, seriously, that's all for July. Next update: probably when SCHOOL starts, URGH X 9365284632684328935896

Always,
--Amanda <---@

Happy Rest of Your Life, Class of 2007!

Wellll, graduation was tonight, and the chorus had to go and sing. Gah, the tears! GAHHHH!

We only sang two songs, "What I Did for Love" from "A Chorus Line" and "I Hope You Dance", because Mrs. Korn has the ability to pick songs for graduation that have absolutely no effect on you until you see your senior friends in caps and gowns and you realize that this is really happening. They're leaving forever, maybe returning once or twice next year, and then they're gone. I mean, I saw Scott and Funky and EVAN in their attire and it was "Waterworks--GO!" I had so much trouble singing those songs! Aly Marks was standing next to me, and she kept shooting sympathetic looks at me. Gah! >.<>

Just so you know: Men cannot speak clearly using PA systems, and contrary to popular belief, you do NOT need to say "Sss"; we can understand you fine. Kay, thanks.

Also, if you ever go into the Gill building thing, bring concealed water or something. The heat in there will suck any and all liquid from your body, reducing you from 80% water to about .32% water. You're welcome.

So now, for the real purpose of this blog. Yay, hidden agendas!

Evan Thomas Harris Frock.

Yes. I, too, think that this is an impressive and intelligent name. XD

He's pretty much the most adorable person in the world that isn't cocky, retarded, and still manages to be straight. He is very intelligent, a now-former member of NHS and the soccer and tennis teams (varsity, of course), has taken at least 5 AP courses, plays the tenor saxaphone, was in Jazz Band, and was a bass in Varsity Chorale. He is soft-spoken and blinks hard, like there's a perpetual piece of lint in his eye. He wears glasses, except for the ocassions where he wears contacts, has curly brown hair, is skinny and not too tall, and has THE MOST TO-DIE-FOR JAWLINE EVER. I'm. Not. Even. Kidding.

Problem: FSK Class of 2007. Messiah College Class of 2011.

Yeah, he's graduated. Too old, and will probably never see him again.

So, I'll have about six years of withdraw and find someone else. XD

I would just like to know why these wonderful people come into my life, I fall hard for them, and then it's too late.

And with that happy note, Congratulations FSK Class of 2007, have fun, and be careful in the real world.

Seniors that will be missed
--Evan Thomas Harris Frock
--Scott Dale Yingling
--Jennifer Lynn Byrd
--Lauren Marie Funk
--Elizabeth Day Lawrence
--Christopher Lloyd Kolb
--Kelly Lynn Carmack

Cheers, along with tears!

As Always,

--Amanda <---@

School=Mind Suicide

GAH.

So, it's nearly the end April. And with that amazing observation, let's get updated!

Right. That was extremely gay.

So on Thursday, Madrigals went to Morgan State University, which has the most amazing concert hall that I've ever been in (a grand total of one), with TO-DIE-FOR acoustics. Seriously, I bored people stupid going on and on about the acoustics, and they were like "Please! For the love of God, ramble on about MCR again!" Haha. Anyway, we got all II's, except for a PERFECT score in sightreading. Apparently, the adjudicator was not one to just throw around perfect scores, so getting one from her was cause for a victory parade. But our performance on stage was pretty...how can I say this? Bad. I thought the II on "Super Flumina Babylonis" was very generous of them.

We took a charter bus to drive to somewhere an hour away. Ian got a real kick out of that, but we had to change into our costumes, and we couldn't change at school because we had to eat first and Korn didn't want us to mess up our costumes (although Lauren pointed out that they would look more authentic that way), and we couldn't change at MSU because they're snobby about their ridiculously clean bathrooms. So, we had to change on the bus. The girls changed first, and when the girls were finished, the boys got on the bus. I was still on because Mrs. Lutton was still lacing up my bodice, so I had to stand at the back of the bus with my back turned, while I had to endure stuff like, "Hey Amandaaaaaaaa, I'm not wearing any underwear!" (thanks so much for sharing, Ian.) My one chance to be in a bus full of naked guys, and they're immature high-schoolers. Just my luck.

On the way back, we ate all of this junk food. Seriously, I should not be able to get away with eating as much sugar in one hour as I did and not have four heart attacks and diabetes. The sugar started to kick in when we got into Finksburg. I was laughing in a high-pitched, maniac way at everything and scaring Ariel, Jen, and Holly. Bwahaha.

As far as school goes, I am so sick of my classes. Keyboarding is BOARING (hideously bad pun intended), la clase de Espanol II es muy aburrido y stupido, and Geometry...let's just say we've had three graded assignments so far this quarter, and I have a 64%. I know I'm bad at math, but I'm not a D student. However, I'm feeling hopeful because I've had far worse grades in math and science than this, and I managed to pull through. Why should this be any different?

Yeah. Mind suicide, much?

Dr. Kutscher thinks that because I have an A in Spanish II that I should pursue Spanish III and IV. Altogether now: HELL NO! It's like this. Yeah, I can conjugate. Yeah, I can write sentences, for the most part. Yeah, I have good pronunciation. But drop me off a plane into Mexico (or just drop me by the border, LOL not.), and I'm done for. There's NO WAY that I could speak it without having 60 Mexicans throw me into a pit of glass shards for destroying their language. It's like being able to recite the rules on parallel fifths and the Circle of Fifths verbatim, but not being able to carry a tune. Just because I know the theory doesn't mean it will help me in life.

I nearly lost the will to live in Chem I and he wants me to take Chem II.

I've gotten straight C's in math, and he wants me to take Pre-Calculus.

To that I say, let me just write out the rules of parallel GET OFF MY BACK, YOU WHORE for ya.

Welllll, the MCR concert that I wanted to go to was last night. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay... Oh, someday...

On a lighter note, "NO, NO, NANETTE" IS FINALLY OVER!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU, GOD!!!!!!!

On a second lighter note: The guy that murdered my Aunt Neva, William Brumley, was found FUCKING GUILTY AS SIN for second degree murder and use of a handgun in a violent situation, or something like that. They couldn't get first degree, but 25 years is still a pretty long time. Say buh-bye to your six Corvettes, assface.

On a darker note: Someone stole my iPod on the second Friday show of NNN, so THANK YOU SO MUCH to the FUCKING WHORE that did so. I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY.

What a month, eh? Come on, summer!

Cheers, I guess,
--Amanda <---@

It's March! :O

And the beginning of the month is as good of a time as any for an update on my life! Hooray!

Good Lord, I just used a preposition at the beginning of a sentence! >.<>

So nothing really exciting...wait, that's a lie! All-State was on the 23-25 of February, and it was a blasty-blast, to quote Dane Cook! Seriously, it was SO much fun, and I'm gonna miss it...again...XD If I make it next year, it'll be so great, because the kids there are really awesome. They're serious about music and they're DISCIPLINED! Jeez, the chorus at my school couldn't shut up and focus for five seconds if their lives depended on it! Gah! But anyway (there I go with prepositions again! x.x), it was challenging and fun to put the program together, and I can't wait for the CD to arrive. I hope they cut out all the applause this time, although they probably didn't. The Junior All-State CD has all the applause on it and it's SO annoying because you have to skip to the next song after it's over and it's loud. And then, there's the people coughing in the background and the paper rustling, and it's just...RAWR. I mean, you can't help coughing and it's practically impossible to be totally silent (small insignificant noises! Waha!), but can't they at least cut all that out of a CD?? Hello? Do the words "technological advances in audio recording and editing" mean anything to these people?? No.

Today, Mom and I were going to see Zodiac, but we couldn't find the theatre. Turns out, if we had driven a little farther down the block (it was the Gateway Theatre in Gettysburg), it was right there. So, we ended up going to the Cinema 10 in the Gettysburg Village and we saw Wild Hogs instead. That is a freaking funny movie. Watch it, if you ever get the chance. The ticket person and the people working at the snack bar were dressed as bikers, which was funny.

Hahaha, now that All-State is over, I feel kinda empty, because I'm not practicing my butt off learning nine Level 4 and 5 pieces in less than a month. Now, I'm learning six Level 3 and 4 pieces for All-County. XD Plus, I have to play two pieces on the piano for church next Sunday, AND Ms. Lee says we're going to work on a sonata for my audition CD for college application. Joy. In my piano classics book, there's an "abridged" sonata by Mozart and it's pretty much ALL sixteenth notes at a ridiculously fast speed! (of course, when do composers ever write sixteenth notes and tell you to play them slow?? XD)

Sigh. Adjudications are on Tuesday, which means I have to miss school again for something chorus-related. Last Friday was for All-State, and I was absent the Friday before that because I had the most ridiculous cold in creation. And then, there's the all-day All-County rehearsal, plus two days in April for the musical! It's a good thing I like chorus, I'll tell you that! Cripes!

So about this cold: It was really bad and I was afraid I wasn't going to have a voice for All-State, but truly, by the grace of God, I was able to sing without coughing up various parts of my respiratory system. I went to the doctor's the Friday before All-State, and she perscribed the WORST tasting cough medicine ever. Seriously, I had to take it with cranberry juice, because when I took it straight the very first time, I puked. Mom tasted it later, and she said she understood why I barfed it back up. Blech. And then my dad takes it straight and doesn't even make a face! Gak!! Smoking cigars kills your taste buds, like, a lot! O.o

Well, I've got to get to bed, so adios and whatnot.

Always,
--Amanda <---@

P.S. I can't go to the My Chemical Romance concert in April because Mom said no. I kinda had a feeling she would, but I was hoping she wouldn't. Hah. It wouldn't have pissed me off so much if she had actually given me a valid reason for not letting me go. Cripes.

I LOVE THE WORLD!!

OMAHGAWD.

MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE IS COMING TO WASHINGTON, DC.

TICKETS ARE $30.25

AND I MIGHT GET TO GO!!!!!!!

OMAHGAWD.

I AM SO EXCITED.

OMAHGAWD.

I LOVE EVERYONE. ♥

Gosh and Golly!

Good Lord, it's February already!! Gak!

Well, it's now el semestero dos, and it's all right, I guess. Here's le schedule:

Mod 1: Business Communications and Keyboarding--J. Clark
Mod 2: Varsity Chorale (A Day)--Korn
Honors Vocal Ensemble (Madrigals) (B Days)--Korn
Mod 3: Spanish II--Leach
Mod 4: Geometry--Williams

So, no honors classes for me this semester, except for Chorus. Keyboarding is okay, except it's deathly boring and it's mostly freshman. However, there's not going to be a lot of homework because you can't take typing home because then she doesn't know who did it! Yay! Chorus is the same, Spanish is just review right now, and Mrs. Leach seems okay...so far... Geometry is pretty easy (!) so I'm like, "Er...false sense of security, much?" Miss Williams is taking graduate classes right now, but she's nice. Plus, Joe and Caitlin are in my class!!! YAY!! Emo Paul sits behind me, and Helen Peterson sits behind and diagonally from me. We have fun.

The sad part is no more Brandon and I sitting in the back of GP laughing for no reason. I've decided that he's more of a really good guy friend than anything else, so I don't really LOVE him anymore. But, I still think he's ridiculously cute.

Some things never change.

On a random note, a new obsession of mine is My Chemical Romance. OMYFREAKINGGOSH, THEY ARE THE BEST BAND EVER!!! No, seriously, I usually don't get excited over bands, but these guys write songs that are real. They are also ridiculously talented, and HOT, OMG!! Gerard kinda reminds me of Michael Jackson a little bit, but his hair is back to black! Yay! The PEROXIDE blonde grew on me after seeing the "Welcome to the Black Parade" music video (totally orgasmic, by the way), but black is just more 'him'. I was watching an interview with them and this dude from Japan (I love you, YouTube!), and Gerard said the blonde was to convey this point having to do with the epicness of The Black Parade, or something to that effect. I really like his hair short, though. He was just weird with the long hair, I dunno. I'm weird.

So now that I've written an entire analysis of the pros and cons of Gerard Way's hair, let's move on. I also like him a lot because number one, he can SING! Jeez! Plus, he's beaten a drug and alcohol addiction, being sober as of August 2004 (I love you, ImNotOkay.Net!!). Alas, he still smokes (Marlboro Reds, in case you're dying to know). But all of these guys are dorky and are freaks. YAY!! Ray Toro is one of the most amazing guitarist I've ever heard, and Frankie plays rhythm guitar, and so do I! Bob is a KICKASS drummer, and he kinda looks like this guy that goes to my church. Woah. Mikey is Gerard's brother and plays bass. Eep!

Did I mention I FREAKING LOVE this band?? :D

Hanna loves this band too, so we can talk obsessively about them for hours. I think Gerard changed his sound between Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge and The Black Parade, but she disagrees. Ah, well. I don't really care, cuz WE BOTH LOVE THIS BAND, OMG!! :D :D :D Seriously, I listen to them on my iPod every day. I LOVE "Famous Last Words", it's so good!

Okay, I'm done rambling about the joy and wonder that is My Chemical Romance. EEP!

I got my All-State music last week, and I was like, "ZOMG." O.o It's hard! We're doing one is Hebrew (shock and awe, not.), and another one in German. Thankfully, none in Portuguese this year. Good Lord. THe rhythms in most of them are a bitch, though. The concert is on the 23rd, so I'm in a state of slight panic. EEP! O.O

Grr, OMG. We're doing "No, No, Nanette" this year as the musical, and the cast list was posted yesterday. Once again, I'm a character that no one really cares about. This pisses me off because I'm sick of being generic! But on the other hand, I pretty much flubbed the dance part of the audition, which sucks because I've danced since I was 3, and I should at least be somewhat good! And thanks to this stupid cold, I couldn't sing as good as I usually do. Hiss!! And Grace got the lead, Nanette. Excuse me while I go die of shock. Yeah, Amanda is not a happy camper about this musical, but she'll get over it because she is mature and level-headed human being (hah), unlike SOME people, who whine to the chorus teacher about why they're not on the cast list (coughJoshBaldwincough). Daniel manages to laugh about the same anonymity, so I should be like that.

One last thing: I've been battling the most annoying cold in creation for the last week. It's finally showing signs of waning, but it needs to leave, like, now. I'm tired of having to cough 50 tons of mucus every time I sing a damn phrase! RAWRG!

Well, that's all, folks! Until next time!

Always,
--Amanda <---@

P.S. The freshman in Madrigals is very nice. Her name is Brianna Cunningham. As to how good she is, I can't hear her yet, as she's still learning the music. Poor thing.

P.P.S. Mrs. Korn wants us to get 1's at Festival again this year. Excuse me while I die of laughter. Sure, we're good when we try, but the focus and discipline could not quite fill a teaspoon.

Happy New Year and such...

So, not the most interesting year so far. But, no school tomorrow, JOY AND WONDER GALORE. We have had so many days off this year, it's not even funny. Actually, it kinda is. I'm on the verge of hysterics at this very moment. RAWR.

At least it's been happy.

The sad part (haha, it's been happy, but the sad part is...)is that Amy, who is not my oldest friend, but is quite possibly the person I've known the longest besides my family, is transferring churches because her dad is a pastor now (he was ordained Saturday, and it was very bittersweet.), and their new church is in Catonsville. They're moving after Amy graduates.

But this ordination thing...about 50 bazillion people showed up, which was quite shocking, and we combined both choirs, ours and Salem's, his new church, which was quite cramped, and I was Bible Bearer, which was quite awkward. And I cried, because I am the world's biggest wuss. But we have had so many good times and so many inside jokes (Pink page again! I need another pissue! etc.) and she is just awesome with a capital Q. So yes. 'Twas sad.

Funny part: It's called the Ordination Ceremony and Jake Ziegler called it the Orientation Ceremony. And then his mom said, "What do we say to Amy? Happy Ordination Day?" And then the whole Orientation thing, and I said, "On Orientation Night next year, I'm telling everyone 'Happy Orientation Night'", and Shannon goes, "Make Orientation cupcakes with O's on them!" Haha, LAUGH, GORSH!'

That night, Mom and I went to see the The Lowriders, which is a blues band that consists of four kids from school, two of which sit at my lunch table. Woah, I have STATUS! Hey everyone, I'm with the BAND! Worship! But anyway, they were VERY good. I peer pressured Erik into going because he lives five minutes from the place, walking. And then, I peer pressured him some more into buying us food (well, he decided on his own that he wanted food). So we split a chocolate eclair and a bottle of Coke. Mom said her teeth hurt just watching us eat. So I owe Erik $1.30 for the Coke. It's a good thing we'll never date because he took 5 hours deciding what to get until I said, "We're getting an eclair, goddammit!", and then he said he brought $40, but he needed it to go shopping the next day. The eclair and the Coke was fricking $2.95. Cheapskate. But the point was, he was ubersweet in buying it. So I'm paying him back for the Coke.

The lounge is roughly the size of our downstairs living room. TINY. Sean Burnett was there, along with Ariel and Bethany Ziegler and couple of other kids from school, like Travis Miller. There was one girl I didn't know that was acting suspiciously high. Not the "me" kind of high, the real deal. But it's a nice place and the band got mad props (I've always wanted to say that) by everyone.

The Irish Moon has these chocolate-covered coffee beans that they sell in little packets. Ariel gave me one and I was like WOAH! It was pretty gross and I'll never eat one again, but it was a RUSH. Mom goes, "Do I need to supervise your food intake?" or something to that effect. Apparently, a raw coffee bean has the same amount of caffeine as 10 pots of coffee. I don't really care, because I'll never eat one again. Blech.

So, that's basically it. Have a nice day off tomorrow--er, today--and always eat your potatoes.

Always,
--Amanda <---@

P.S. HAHA, COLTS WON YESTERDAY!! IN YO FACES, RAVENS/FANS!!

I'm going to have lots of fun in school Tuesday...>:)

P.P.S. If you read this and it made an ounce of sense, props to you, too! :D