See How They Fly:

Well, today was uneventful as ever. I slept in until say, noon. I woke up because Jerome made my younger brother throw my books on my bed while I was asleep. So, I woke up that way. The previous day I'd gotten a book from Jerome, who had been away in Canada. It's called Twilight; many of you have probably read it, considering it's like the new Harry Potter. I've been consumed in its pages for the last four hours I've been home. It's really, really, good. Romantic, sarcastic, cryptic, well written. Everything I love in a book.

Tomorrow should be good. One of my internet friends is flying down from London and staying with my OTHER friends, who live on my street. See, I've only met him once, and I've talked to him through AIM and whatnot since then, so, yes. Internet friend. He's excited to be coming down here, even though it's rainy as hell. I'm pretty excited, considering the last time I saw him...I was like...11...

Well, basically, plans for the rest of the day consist of staying inside and listening to my shitty music. Looking at Cyanide and Happiness.

Oh, how I love summer:

You Raped My Pancake, Asshole:

Today was a highlight of my week. The VBS 'Snack Crew' snuck out of cleaning up, as today was the last day as counselors, and we walked....er...dashed...to the Chester Diner. We piled our money up (we had a good $138.78), and ate. I mean, it was the first time we actually were eating something other then Popsicles or Jello together. Most of us got chocolate chip pancakes and lemonade. Or...potato skins, but no normal person eats Chester potato skins. It felt nice being with people outside of my circle of friends, it was different. I have to thank VBS for introducing me to these people I never would have seen otherwise.

We caused a bit of chaos in town today, too, actually. We ran around making random human pyramids in the middle of streets. I took Toni, made her sit on my back and we ran through the Burger King Drive thru. She ordered a Sprite. They didn't acknowledge us at all.

I left the Snack Crew at the Park to be with Sarah. We walked to town and saw The Love Guru. [Finally; it was about time. I wore the shirt often enough. I'm like a walking promotional bulletin board.] It was alright. Only go if you have a thing for penis jokes. And...midgets. And. Elephant sex. It was just....a weird movie.

So, yeah, today was decent. There are only a few things that can make it even better.

Now, listen to my current favourite song. They're a band called Neurosonic. A friend showed me them the other day. They're pretty good if you're into their style, which is like...the Used...I don't know what I'm talking about:

VBS:

Vacation Bible School. I don't know why of all the places I could've helped out at, my parents had to make me go to the one at the Church. Jerome tried explaining that it would be good for me, he reminded me that I'm good with kids and whatnot. No. I'm NOT good with kids. I hate being around kids. I don't know if it's just because I get frustrated with them easily, or if I'm just too exhausted to help out properly.

It's fun though, I'll give it that. Er...when I'm watching what I say around them at least. I can name a good 5 times where Katy has had to slap me up the head because of my curing excessively.

I help out with giving the kids food. I eat loads there. I actually surprised myself. I'm extremely comfortable around the people I work with; who're Toni, Katy, Meghan, Carly, Kevin, Mike, George, Greg and a few others. Actually, Greg said that he wanted to hang out with all of us together, out of VBS. Toni said that would never happen unless we made it happen, so we're going to the Diner tomorrow after VBS closes for the summer. We're gonna walk. We're probably all gonna get hit by cars.

Nothing much else going on. Maybe meeting Uncle_Max from MSIU on Friday; possibly hanging out with Jon again today. Jerome returns from his Canada trip on Friday, actually...let's see if he brought back anything k3wl.

Yah.
xoxov.

It Went Fine:

Last night did go fine. It usually does.
Funny, I always think that; I'm always sort of afraid, sort of nervous before I'm with him. I'll always think the worst, but it usually goes fine.

We walked around alot. We talked about everything and everyone. We have extremely different views, but we understand each other enough to not to think that the other is a complete asshole. Which is another thing; he pointed out that he was the only asshole who has never truly screwed me over. I had to, unfortunately, agree with him in saying that. I'm friends with loads of assholes. I love most of them them so so so so much, but they're all complete idiots sometimes. We're all complete idiots sometimes.

Besides having frapz, we met up with Sarah and Emily, my other two friends. Emily is an 8th grader, versus Sarah, Jon, and I, who're freshmen now. We sat in Giuseppe's, this pizza place in the town mall. Jew jokes were flying across the table, as Sarah's Jewish and Jon's...not. Emily...was just being herself. Entertaining and whatnot. It was a fun night. I wouldn't mind doing it again, actually.

Nothing else to really say. I've been having weird dreams, I can't remember them, but when I wake up I'm like, "What the fuck?" so I know they must be weird enough to leave an impact on me while I'm sleeping. I've had strange dreams before, they've come back recently though. I'm already messed up enough when I'm awake. Is it possible for them to give me peace as I sleep?

Well, I'm done here. Cheers.

Begin:

Hi,
Today can either be really, really good, or the complete opposite. I'm going into my town with this guy, Jon White. We used to see each other a while back. We have this fucked up relationship now that can't really be classified as anything. He can easily make me completely miserable.

That doesn't really matter; I'm seeing him because he's a brilliant writer. The thing with this kid is that he speaks the truth about everyone and everything. He can see right through people, and I don't know how that effects his writing, but he has this interesting way with words. When I thought of writing something with him, the idea got stuck in the back of my head, and has been stuck there ever since.

I finally IMed him the other night about it. I felt kinda bad. Every time I talk to him I know I upset him, somehow. I know it's best to stay away from him, for my sake, and his also.
The only thing I can do here is write the damn thing with him and see if it turns out okay.

Well, on the other side of things, I'm finally a freshman now. We graduated from Black River on Thursday, and I don't think any of us looked back. It's hard not to, so much as happened to us in this school. We grew up there. The school basically helped mold our personalities. High school is gonna be different, though. I'm preparing myself. I'm hearing mixed things about it; high school. The kids on MSIU told me that it's harder, socially, educationally, ect. Though, the few kids I've talked to who actually go to my high school say that it's usually fine, boring, normal. I don't really know what to expect. I feel kinda young.

I don't really wanna cram my thoughts and confuse you. Though...I probably don't need to cram my thoughts to do that. I guess how this works is that I'll tell you how the night went, in my next entry? Yeah. I'll do that.

Be seeing you.