kill the drama.: 06/01/2004

ugh. so my mother saw my report card. she spent 15 minutes lecturing me on lates that the FUCKER DUTILLOY didnt cancel like he said he would. then she started telling me that i really need to get my act together blah blah blah. pretty shitty time listening. she basically said i have a problem with consistency. i did really well on all my final exams cept french and chem (thank god im dropping them both next year), and she started yelling about the fact that i have almost no outside activities to show my motivation, etc. it fucking sucks.

i hung out with annie, misha, and jenny around noon. misha, annie, rhia and i went to danjas hotel to say bye to her before she leaves forever while jenny went o get her friend kat from penn station. sighs...its gonna suck w/o danja here...anyway, we snuck into 'fahrenheit 9/11' @ AMC cuz we suck. i loved it. everyone should go see it. it enraged me every now and then b/c of peoples ignorance and the governments manipulation and bushes stupidity.

my dad is making pesto sauce and decided there wasnt enough for me cuz he allegedly didnt hear me say i wanted some. bastard. its war i tell you.
EDIT: he decided to be good and share.

petes newly dyed hot pink hair is crazy. i dont know if i like it or not. i love how its turning off alot of girls.

my brothers in bristol, rhode island for some CAA course. i kinda miss him. its weird without his loud voice around...

HILARY DUFF is dating JOEL from GOOD CHARLOTTE. i dont know how the fuck that happened. maybe theyre not, but thats what it looks like. weird as hell. shes 16, hes 26. does her mother know? isnt this bad for her squeaky clean image? is it just short people bond?:
the pictures of their outing
>peoples responses

on another note:
Sep 12 New York, NY Continental - 25 Third Ave Doors at 3:00, all ages, $8/10 w/Gatsby's American Dream, The Snake The Cross The Crown + Special Guest

ahhhh im listening to the 'chipmunk version' of play by punchline and i cant stop laughing. god they sound like squeaky girls on speed. its highly amusing

i slept in again today. slept roughly 13 hours. i suck. spent the entire day watching TV wasting away my life. livejournal was down yesterday and i almost had a breakdown. my punchline/FOB/anberlin concert high still has not settled. i watched the FOB DVD twice. god.

i went over to timas with aisha to hang out with her, tommy, thelma-david, and vero cuz shes leaving for the emirates tomorrow. waah. it was fun. breakfast clubs. punchline. annoyance at tima for devotion to tommy and not us. im listening to BBMak cuz i suck.

since last weekend.

daily bed time: 3-3:30 AM
times punchline DVD viewed since tima's: 7
times fall out boy DVD viewed: 5
hours spent online: probably 12 or more
days slept in: 1
time wasted trying to get online: along the lines of an hour
days on 'concert high': ?

oh boyeee.
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problem. the buffallo, NY warped tour date is on the 18th of august and aisha leaving a week or two before it, meaning my slim chances of going are almost diminished. SHIT.

i slept in for the first time in a month. and it felt good. i slept 13 hours and wen i woke up i felt disgusting but took a nice long shower after. took the train uptown to penang to meet up w/ people for annies surprise goodbye party. i was on the same train as katie, bora, peter, and phil but didnt feel like being remotely social so i avoided them. jenny, randy, and marias friend curtis were waiting outside for ppl, so i went inside and sed hi to ppl. all 20 or so of us that showed up before annie mooshed into a little tent-table inside and kinda surprised annie (she heard us shushing each other lol). socializing. massively funny thing between jenny, misha, randy, and caroline. caroline couldnt believe jennys mixed, and it was just so funny. pictures. bill problems. the end. im still on a concert high.

i was so happy yesterday wen aisha told me that pete knew i had his number and he was completely cool with it. she sed wen we got there early @ the KF, he sed something along the lines of 'come in if you want, or ill just see you guys later and call me if u need anything.' i almost died on her couch. and she sed he pointed twice wen my cousin and i only saw it once. hmm. and @ the jersey show wen he wrote andys number on my arm, he told ME to call him. not nel or anyone else. "ok heres andy number...MAKE SURE YOU call me and tell me what happens.'

i can die happy now. we have to go to NY warped.

soo i went to go see napoleon dynamite with tima and aisha today. the movie was ok.. funny at times but really not something to see wen ur exhausted. bleh. then we walked around soho and got lost, but stopped by some place called silver spurs. ate quesadillas. drool. walked to cupcake place and blockbuster. hung @ timas and watched the FOB IMX tape and 'say anything' which i am in love with. GAH. goofed off more. i swear we were on crack or something. went to aisha. watched the FOB and punchline DVDs. topic for the entire day: concert nostalgia. good stuff.

Friday--June 18, 2004

we have just gotten the word that we will be out on the taking back sunday tour all of october. needless to say we are very excited as we love their music and love them as guys. this tour is gonna be a blast, tell us you are a bit as excited as us.
pete patrick joe and andy

insanity.

lol julie this is a julie-infestd entry.

JewelPretzle [3:37 PM]: i was talking to pete and i was like, did you see my friend jennie in NY? she gave you a doll.... and hes like 'yeah! she said something about julie from cleveland! i think she was trying to call you then, did she get a hold of you...?

"talked to pete for quite a while. i was like, so you saw my friend jennie in NYC? she gave you a doll i think. and hes like yes! she was talking about you! she said something about julie from cleveland. didnt know that he knew my name. i was surprised.

so my show wasnt quite as exciting as jennies. HONORABLE MENTION?!?! WHAT?!?!?! but it was a freakin insanely awesome time, they never let me down. and i am counting down the fucking days til warped."

today. saw 'the terminal' w/ jenny and martha. bruises suck. theyre like battscar trophy type things, but they suck. ate pizza. too much garlic powder. the end.

friday. FALL OUT BOY show in jersey. missed danja, clarissa, and mumu's joint sweet 16. so i went over to aishas house around 2:30 and met up with her dad around 3 to drive to the sayresville ballroom. it took us 2 1/2 almost 3 hours to find the place which was in the middle of a hick town, so of course we came up with tons of hick puns. there was a real tank across the street from the parking lot. go figure.

Makupbag [10:39 PM]: and its hicksville do these people realise its nothing to be proud of

we got to the venue around 5, and found tiffany, who drove with nel to the show for their 4/5-date FOB road trip. her friend lauren was right next to the doors (first in line) so we met up with her, her friend and riana. amy came a bit later. nels car key broke and tigs had to put up with one of nels breakdownish 'episodes'. aisha and riana spent half an hour listening to her ramble about how she and nate belong together and a whole bunch of other stuff that was a bit strange. the rst of us kinda just hung out with each other and had a little bonding session. tigs sed @ the pittsburg show they were gonna have dinner and go bowling with FOB before the show. we talked about what race pete was.

tigs: he's part hawaiian, hes part dutch...hes basically a huge jumble of ethnicities...he describes himself as a mutt.

they let us in around 7, and we ran to the stage and got front and center. i was so pissed i didnt grab one of the tour posters off the wall. bleh. so we chatted and watched fuse on the huge screen while we waited. i really liked the starland ballroom stage. it was the perfect size, not towering above and not a puny one. i was in surprisingly good condition by the time it was anberlins set; i wasnt even sweating that much. tigs and i noted that its getting harder and harder to find time to talk to pete, and cuz of all the new fans and stuff, you begin to feel like a burden cuz ur there and u want to talk to them, not get an autograph or what not.

punchline came onstage and started playing at 8. they did
-play
-heart transplant
-open up
-battlescars
-just getting started
and maybe one more. i think. im spacing out. we yelled getting there is getting by again but they didnt do it. bleh. we sang along to everyone song really loud but had INSANE punchline fans behind us so...uh..yeah. after their set, steve came down in front of the barrier to say hi to ppl up front. wen he made it to us he recognized us and was like 'hiii!!'. it was fun, i had a little dork moment. aisha pointed out the blue streetteam triangles we had drawn on our faces and steve was like 'aah!; and pointed to it.

dont look down were on next, and the fact that the microphone was working for the lead singer this time really made a difference. i liked them so much more this time cuz all the songs didnt sound the same. mhm yes. tigs was crying because her shoulders were hurting cuz of the FUCKING CROWDSURFERS. IVE NEVER BEEN TO A SHOW WITH SO MANY PEOPLE SMACKING THE BACK OF MY HEAD AND MY NECK SNAPPING FORWARD. AND PEOPLE LANDING ON TOP OF ME CUZ THEYRE SO HUGE IT TAKE TWO SECURITY GUARDS TO LIFT THEM. I HATE CROWDSURFERS! DIEEE.

anberlin was awesome. aahhh. amy kept swooning over deon which was amusing. and tigs was telling us about why she started calling deon 'diva' (which caught on) cuz hes so high maintenance (but is 'the nicest good christian boy') and does a hair flip all the time lol. plaid/flannel is the new tight black tshirt for guys. pete rocks the flannel. deon rocks the flannel. jason from acceptance, ian from lps, the list goes on. its a good thing for country bumpkins. aisha and i were singing along to every word at the top of our lungs, and during one song, stephen kept looking right at us and grinning. yay. jimmy was one our side and so i got a whole bunch of good pix of him. hes awesome. and when nate drums hes all over the place and its so entertaining to watch. but deon rocking out in the corner is definantely the best. he doesnt really move from this invisible line between him and nate.

fall out boy is taking longer and longer to set up. it was the william hung look alike roadie who i still dont know the name of that was single handedly setting up everything. so finally they came on and played the same songs they did during the wednesday show. before 'love will tear us apart', pete coerced patrick into doing the molly ringwald dance from the breakfast club that made me laugh so hard it was insane cuz its one of my favorite movies. and patrick was really good at it too. pete did another one of his pre-grenade jumper speeches that made me really happy. during one of the songs aisha we were all singing our asses off, pete pointed back @ us (me and aisha) and smiled really big. that made my day. :D the set got crazier everyminute and the longer the set progressed, the more crowdsurfers contributed to my minor concussion.

bruise count:
-neck
-shoulders
-armpits
-collarbone area
-boobs
-arms
-abdomen
-thighs
-heel

THEY DID HONORABLE MENTION!! -dies- pete was like 'i dont remember how to play it..' and it looked like he was really reluctant to do it. he started explaining to the crowd that it was an old song and they hadnt practiced it in a while. patrick: 'well since im the only one who still remembers it ill do it..' and so he did it alone with maximum 15 people (including me and aisha) who knew the words. in your face to the little whores in skinny tanktops and helium-esque voices who sang like prissy choir girls in the corner of the stage. god that just made me so happy that they did it. tigs finally got pulled out because she couldnt take the pain in her shoulders. after the set was over, we more or less floated around the floor and merch areas for a bit.

@ the punchline merch area, we bumped into amanda who was like 'where were you guys?! i called ur cell a million times!!'. well i handed out the postcards from last time so i did do something. said hi to isaac the nightbeast. amy tried to get steves attention by tapping his shoulder but it didnt work. he tapped his arm and he turned around and sed hi. and wen steve saw us, he engulfed me into this huge hug that caught me off guard. aisha too i think. he gave her a discount for her hat cuz he recognized his/were on the street team/both. good times. i love my picture with him. its cute cuz we both look like we won a million dollars. cheesy thing to say, but we do. we showed him the blue triangles and hes like 'wait i dont see it...no! whoaaa'. i turned around and there was PJ looking @ us in a creepy wat and hes like 'i know youuuu.' i laughed, it was great. got a picture. bumped into paul who was tipsy or something. got a picture with him. the picture is weird cuz i didnt kno he was going to throw both arms around me and aisha snapped the picture right then.

we walked to the anberlin/FOB/DLD merch area and bumped into jimmy. i love jimmy. he was like 'i saw you guys up front!' and asked for our names. hes so cool. gah. and hes really nice. we got pix with him and sed bye. got anberlin merch. pix. its impossible to have a picture of me with them cuz i get all weird and i look i just got hit by a car. so wen i put up my pix on webshots (satan) im going to blot out my face. got FOB merch as well. i asked jordan to see his new tattoo that he got w/ joe and ppl and he was like 'what tattoo? i dont have a moustache tattoo...*raises his tattoo on his index finger up to his nose*' lol. saw chris, sed hi and gave him the necco wafers and he got really excited about them. its amusing how he knows us as the necco girls. got pictures. auntie ying burst thru the door followed by a security guard trying to get amy.

guard: oh THATS your daughter?! i was in front of her the entire night!!

we went outside to wait more cuz we wanted to talk to pete and co. with tigs who wasnt in great shape. we went to the back and saw an entire swarm of ppl were waiting outside the barricades next to the trailers. so we found a spot near the wall out of the way to nurse tigs's shoulders. andy came out. got swarmed around. so was nate. nates a 'typical good christian boy who never curses and is always nice to you' so of course he got a pic w/ all the girls that asked. he wandered over to us and tigs yelled 'diva!!' and he turned around was like 'you were the one that started that shit??' and tigs was like 'whoa..he NEVER curses!' lol. tigs then started to hyperventilate and have spasms. she couldnt breathe cuz her shoulders were in such bad condition. she kept saying she had to talk to pete/joe and get a hug from patrick. so joe and pete came out, and they were surrounded. paul came along and i said

me: paul can you try and get pete to come over here? hes completely surrounded by those girls.
paul: mm yeah he is. its going to be hard...
me: can you distract him somehow? like flash him. -flashing motion- him!
paul: haha ill give it a try.

(goes over) Paul: HEY PETE! (tries to flash him)
(sulks back) it didnt work!
me: sighs thanks anyway
paul: just wait a bit

after like 15 minutes, joe came over after i ran over to him and pete and asked them to come over wen they were done with autographs and everything (pete: haha good news or bad news? me: uh..good news?). i told him about tigs shoulder but hesitated after a bit cuz i realized it was pointless telling him what was wrong. he said 'um..well what can i do?' pete came over and we told him and he told tigs she had to go to the hospital but she was being all macho and defiant and pete began to insist on it. he and joe started talking baout getting the paremedics over. pete started telling me that i had to call them back and tell them how she was doing afterwards and wrote andys number on my arm and made me promise to call (i did; shes ok). got pix with pete, and wen he saw aisha they started talking about her journal that she gave him.

aisha: have oyu gotten a chance to read it yet?
pete: no..honestly i havent had that much time, but i did read two really short entries..there was a sentence i really liked...something about home? house? uh...(rambling/mutterings).did you write all of it?
aisha: yeah
pete: its really good

...and aisha freaked out in the car. we both did but i was half past dead. to hear your idol approve of your work they inspired is AWESOME. we sed bye to pete and to joe and drove home. a most awesome time. in the car, aisha told me about how @ the KF show, nel was telling her about how she loves DLd's music, but hates the guys...and the DLD bassist was next to them and yelled @ her for trashing them. and she told everyone she hated punchline. then during the punchline set, nel put her head down and they thought she had fallen asleep during their set. afterwards, pete, joe, punchline, and DLD yelled at her for being so disrespectful. ("falling asleep during their set?? thats SO INCONSIDORATE and DISRESPECTFUL!"). go pete. anberlin disapproved but didnt confront her. she sed no one on the tour is mean to her (but they dont talk to her cept nate really) and shes not on good terms with pete at all.
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i hate the little things in life that (really) count. maybe i should start writing and do some quality secondhand poetry. actually i dont like poetry all that much. lets do some of that secondhand profound&insightful BS.

FOB review 6/18 NJ-

friday. FALL OUT BOY show in jersey. missed danja, clarissa, and mumu's joint sweet 16. so i went over to aishas house around 2:30 and met up with her dad around 3 to drive to the sayresville ballroom. it took us 2 1/2 almost 3 hours to find the place which was in the middle of a hick town, so of course we came up with tons of hick puns. there was a real tank across the street from the parking lot. go figure.

Makupbag [10:39 PM]: and its hicksville do these people realise its nothing to be proud of

we got to the venue around 5, and found tiffany, who drove with nel to the show for their 4/5-date FOB road trip. her friend lauren was right next to the doors (first in line) so we met up with her, her friend and riana. amy came a bit later. nels car key broke and tigs had to put up with one of nels breakdownish 'episodes'. aisha and riana spent half an hour listening to her ramble about how she and nate belong together and a whole bunch of other stuff that was a bit strange. the rst of us kinda just hung out with each other and had a little bonding session. tigs sed @ the pittsburg show they were gonna have dinner and go bowling with FOB before the show. we talked about what race pete was.

tigs: he's part hawaiian, hes part dutch...hes basically a huge jumble of ethnicities...he describes himself as a mutt.

they let us in around 7, and we ran to the stage and got front and center. i was so pissed i didnt grab one of the tour posters off the wall. bleh. so we chatted and watched fuse on the huge screen while we waited. i really liked the starland ballroom stage. it was the perfect size, not towering above and not a puny one. i was in surprisingly good condition by the time it was anberlins set; i wasnt even sweating that much. tigs and i noted that its getting harder and harder to find time to talk to pete, and cuz of all the new fans and stuff, you begin to feel like a burden cuz ur there and u want to talk to them, not get an autograph or what not.

punchline came onstage and started playing at 8. they did
-play
-heart transplant
-open up
-battlescars
-just getting started
and maybe one more. i think. im spacing out. we yelled getting there is getting by again but they didnt do it. bleh. we sang along to everyone song really loud but had INSANE punchline fans behind us so...uh..yeah. after their set, steve came down in front of the barrier to say hi to ppl up front. wen he made it to us he recognized us and was like 'hiii!!'. it was fun, i had a little dork moment. aisha pointed out the blue streetteam triangles we had drawn on our faces and steve was like 'aah!; and pointed to it.

dont look down were on next, and the fact that the microphone was working for the lead singer this time really made a difference. i liked them so much more this time cuz all the songs didnt sound the same. mhm yes. tigs was crying because her shoulders were hurting cuz of the FUCKING CROWDSURFERS. IVE NEVER BEEN TO A SHOW WITH SO MANY PEOPLE SMACKING THE BACK OF MY HEAD AND MY NECK SNAPPING FORWARD. AND PEOPLE LANDING ON TOP OF ME CUZ THEYRE SO HUGE IT TAKE TWO SECURITY GUARDS TO LIFT THEM. I HATE CROWDSURFERS! DIEEE.

anberlin was awesome. aahhh. amy kept swooning over deon which was amusing. and tigs was telling us about why she started calling deon 'diva' (which caught on) cuz hes so high maintenance (but is 'the nicest good christian boy') and does a hair flip all the time lol. plaid/flannel is the new tight black tshirt for guys. pete rocks the flannel. deon rocks the flannel. jason from acceptance, ian from lps, the list goes on. its a good thing for country bumpkins. aisha and i were singing along to every word at the top of our lungs, and during one song, stephen kept looking right at us and grinning. yay. jimmy was one our side and so i got a whole bunch of good pix of him. hes awesome. and when nate drums hes all over the place and its so entertaining to watch. but deon rocking out in the corner is definantely the best. he doesnt really move from this invisible line between him and nate.

fall out boy is taking longer and longer to set up. it was the william hung look alike roadie who i still dont know the name of that was single handedly setting up everything. so finally they came on and played the same songs they did during the wednesday show. before 'love will tear us apart', pete coerced patrick into doing the molly ringwald dance from the breakfast club that made me laugh so hard it was insane cuz its one of my favorite movies. and patrick was really good at it too. pete did another one of his pre-grenade jumper speeches that made me really happy. during one of the songs aisha we were all singing our asses off, pete pointed back @ us (me and aisha) and smiled really big. that made my day. :D the set got crazier everyminute and the longer the set progressed, the more crowdsurfers contributed to my minor concussion.

bruise count:
-neck
-shoulders
-armpits
-collarbone area
-boobs
-arms
-abdomen
-thighs
-heel

THEY DID HONORABLE MENTION!! -dies- pete was like 'i dont remember how to play it..' and it looked like he was really reluctant to do it. he started explaining to the crowd that it was an old song and they hadnt practiced it in a while. patrick: 'well since im the only one who still remembers it ill do it..' and so he did it alone with maximum 15 people (including me and aisha) who knew the words. in your face to the little whores in skinny tanktops and helium-esque voices who sang like prissy choir girls in the corner of the stage. god that just made me so happy that they did it. tigs finally got pulled out because she couldnt take the pain in her shoulders. after the set was over, we more or less floated around the floor and merch areas for a bit.

@ the punchline merch area, we bumped into amanda who was like 'where were you guys?! i called ur cell a million times!!'. well i handed out the postcards from last time so i did do something. said hi to isaac the nightbeast. amy tried to get steves attention by tapping his shoulder but it didnt work. he tapped his arm and he turned around and sed hi. and wen steve saw us, he engulfed me into this huge hug that caught me off guard. aisha too i think. he gave her a discount for her hat cuz he recognized his/were on the street team/both. good times. i love my picture with him. its cute cuz we both look like we won a million dollars. cheesy thing to say, but we do. we showed him the blue triangles and hes like 'wait i dont see it...no! whoaaa'. i turned around and there was PJ looking @ us in a creepy wat and hes like 'i know youuuu.' i laughed, it was great. got a picture. bumped into paul who was tipsy or something. got a picture with him. the picture is weird cuz i didnt kno he was going to throw both arms around me and aisha snapped the picture right then.

we walked to the anberlin/FOB/DLD merch area and bumped into jimmy. i love jimmy. he was like 'i saw you guys up front!' and asked for our names. hes so cool. gah. and hes really nice. we got pix with him and sed bye. got anberlin merch. pix. its impossible to have a picture of me with them cuz i get all weird and i look i just got hit by a car. so wen i put up my pix on webshots (satan) im going to blot out my face. got FOB merch as well. i asked jordan to see his new tattoo that he got w/ joe and ppl and he was like 'what tattoo? i dont have a moustache tattoo...*raises his tattoo on his index finger up to his nose*' lol. saw chris, sed hi and gave him the necco wafers and he got really excited about them. its amusing how he knows us as the necco girls. got pictures. auntie ying burst thru the door followed by a security guard trying to get amy.

guard: oh THATS your daughter?! i was in front of her the entire night!!

we went outside to wait more cuz we wanted to talk to pete and co. with tigs who wasnt in great shape. we went to the back and saw an entire swarm of ppl were waiting outside the barricades next to the trailers. so we found a spot near the wall out of the way to nurse tigs's shoulders. andy came out. got swarmed around. so was nate. nates a 'typical good christian boy who never curses and is always nice to you' so of course he got a pic w/ all the girls that asked. he wandered over to us and tigs yelled 'diva!!' and he turned around was like 'you were the one that started that shit??' and tigs was like 'whoa..he NEVER curses!' lol. tigs then started to hyperventilate and have spasms. she couldnt breathe cuz her shoulders were in such bad condition. she kept saying she had to talk to pete/joe and get a hug from patrick. so joe and pete came out, and they were surrounded. paul came along and i said

me: paul can you try and get pete to come over here? hes completely surrounded by those girls.
paul: mm yeah he is. its going to be hard...
me: can you distract him somehow? like flash him. -flashing motion- him!
paul: haha ill give it a try.

(goes over) Paul: HEY PETE! (tries to flash him)
(sulks back) it didnt work!
me: sighs thanks anyway
paul: just wait a bit

after like 15 minutes, joe came over after i ran over to him and pete and asked them to come over wen they were done with autographs and everything (pete: haha good news or bad news? me: uh..good news?). i told him about tigs shoulder but hesitated after a bit cuz i realized it was pointless telling him what was wrong. he said 'um..well what can i do?' pete came over and we told him and he told tigs she had to go to the hospital but she was being all macho and defiant and pete began to insist on it. he and joe started talking baout getting the paremedics over. pete started telling me that i had to call them back and tell them how she was doing afterwards and wrote andys number on my arm and made me promise to call (i did; shes ok). got pix with pete, and wen he saw aisha they started talking about her journal that she gave him.

aisha: have oyu gotten a chance to read it yet?
pete: no..honestly i havent had that much time, but i did read two really short entries..there was a sentence i really liked...something about home? house? uh...(rambling/mutterings).did you write all of it?
aisha: yeah
pete: its really good

...and aisha freaked out in the car. we both did but i was half past dead. to hear your idol approve of your work they inspired is AWESOME. we sed bye to pete and to joe and drove home. a most awesome time. in the car, aisha told me about how @ the KF show, nel was telling her about how she loves DLd's music, but hates the guys...and the DLD bassist was next to them and yelled @ her for trashing them. and she said she hated punchline (and told everyone). then during the punchline set, nel put her head down and they thought she had fallen asleep during their set. afterwards, pete, joe, punchline, and DLD yelled at her for being so disrespectful. ("falling asleep during their set?? thats SO INCONSIDORATE and DISRESPECTFUL!"). go pete.anberlin disapproved but didnt confront her. she sed no one on the tour is mean to her (but they dont talk to her cept nate really) and shes not on good terms with pete at all.

i hate the little things in life that (really) count. maybe i should start writing and do some quality secondhand poetry. actually i dont like poetry all that much. lets do some of that secondhand profound&insightful BS.

MASSIVE EDIT: pete pointed @ me and aisha. twice. i didnt catch it the second time cuz i was probably blocked by a guard or being beaten by a crowdsurfer. he had this HUGE smile and point right at us. and nobody else. happy thoughts ensued because im an evil birch. bitch.

today. anwars 16th bday party. so much fun. watched 'somethings gotta give' which was the longest movie in my life. i love keanu reeves.

yesterday. FALL OUT BOY, punchline, anberlin, don't look down show @ the KF. it was probably one of the most intense shows ive ever been to, and the most fun even if we were dying of the heat. so aisha, misha, maria, and i got to the KF around 4ish. @ school, neither aisha nor i ate lunch cuz we were finishing our 'franken-pete' doll (a ken doll of pete w/ his clothes). the first person we saw was pete. we sed hi, and gave him the doll. he was pretty speechless and seemed shocked, but i dont know exactly what he thought of it. aisha told him i made the belt out of only duct tape and sharpie and i got a big hug. i got the guys little poppers and firecracker type things to play with if they got bored. pete gave misha a hug "because youre hot" (he sed to her) and he remembered maria becuse of the bat she gave him (the bat that i saw first but decided not to get cuz i didnt wanna seem like i was overdoing the Clan stuff). we got more hugs and stuff, and he invited us to hang out inside the venue cuz it was fucking boiling outside cuz of NYC's damn humidity. went inside, talked to PJ for a bit, asked for amanda the head of the PL street team, then got kicked out by employees of the KF. hung around outside, sed hi to steve, chris, paul, andy, joe, and pete again. paul kept on lighting up, like everytime i looked at him he was lighting another cigarette. maria started lighting up too, and i have a picture i compulsively took (and commanded paul to return the cigarette to his mouth for the pic lol) of both of them smoking. i think maria thinks they bonded over the cigs. chris and pj came out and we chatted with them about necco wafers and other random stuff. i got a call from amanda and had to go out and get her. lol it looked like i was stalking FOB on their way to IMX but i was just trying to get amanda.

got amanda, went back to the venue, hung out some more. handed out postcards, tima and zooz showed up and they got pix with paul blah blah blah. misha developed a huuge crush on paul lol. we had a random convo about how many cigarettes he smokes in an hour, and he and tima talked about the cure. it was cool. when the anberlin trailer pulled up, my eyes popped. theyre alot like lostprophets in the sense that theyre all freakishly good looking, even more so in person. jeez. misha freaked when she saw them. steve said hi to me on the line. alot of kids showed up, and the bastard security guards let us in 45 minutes early. we basically stood aorund watching the same 5 music videos for 45 minutes. see how fun that is. its like brainwashing us. aisha and i didnt eat the whole day. i had a bit of cereal, a can of mountain dew, and drops of water from random bottles. we kept leaning on each other for strength. i will never ever to that again.

finally punchline came onstage. we were really lucky we got more-or-less front and center. they did
-open up
-heart transplant
-not afraid
-play
-the world
-battlescars.
i was determined to get a picture/footage of steve and his little jig dance. paul kept on looking over in our general area as he sang, which was awesome. and i was covered in chris' spit and sweat by the end (he started talking to the crowd about his massive recent slobbering). i wanted them to play 'getting there is getting by' but they didnt get a chance. bah.

don't look down was up next. the only song i know from them is 'on my own' which is pretty old. sighs. they were really great live, tho. the only general problem for all the bands was the middle (main) mike was dead. like u couldnt hear the lead singer for any one. the lead singer reminded me of ben jelen as a rock star. so funny. their guitarist was insanely good.

anberlin. the first thing u notice is that theyre all strikingly good looking. and we all had little crushes on stephen, deon, nate, and jim (?) the 'new guy'. it was sad seeing us oogle as nate set up. definant dorkus moment. so they did
-autobahn (went insane)
-foreign language
-readyfuels
-change the world
-2 new songs
-naive orleans (did they...? i think thye did)
-love song
-cadence (lol im pretty sure)
-glass to the arson
i really wanted them to do 'undeveloped story' so we could yell "dance all night, dance all night" cuz im a dork like that. mmm. the new guitarist was all over the place, but u couldnt hear stephen cuz of the goddamn micorphone. after a bit it became REALLY frustrating, but we sang along anyway. one second, nates shirt was on, the next second u see its taken off in slow-mo. it was bad. lol im tempted to make jokes about banging [something] like nobodys business. they finished their awesome set, and my that point, things were beginning to heat up pretty badly. we made it right next to the stage. nate was walking around the stage packing up and i was clever and turned off my flash and got a semi porno picture of him. RAWR to the fullest extent.

fall out boy normally takes seconds to set up, but this time it took them so long we began to wilt in the pit. their roadie put up setlists and ppl began to chant for flal out boy. they came on and did (according to the setlist i got after the show)
-rock version of nobodys puts baby in the corner
-dead on arrival
-chicago is so two years ago
-grenade jumper (which he dedicated to the fans who saw them wen they played tiny venues like the continental. -cough- yours truly :) )
-calm before the storm
-homesick
-new song: bitches and talkers get stiches and walkers
-patron saint
-another new song
at that point, i was about to die or something. i have NEVER, EVER sweat so much in my LIFE. like sweat was pouring out of my pores like a waterfall. i was soaked, sweating, and compressed like a shit against the stage. it was completely ridiculous. i was really grateful for pete cuz he kept telling ppl to "step back a foot for the girls in the front row" and told everyone else that "the guys in front are so much more hardcore than the rest of you" cuz we were putting up with the most pressure. LOL. we love pete. fall out boy stopped their set cuz they sed they had to cool down. they sed it was definantely the hottest show theyve done (on this tour i think they sed). we were dying of sweat and heat. i ripped off aishas damn beanie cuz it was absurd to think she'd keep it on then. we were in horrible conditions. it was SO HOT and HUMID it was like being under dozens people in a sauna, but we kept our spots and made friends with other delirious ppl behind us.

fall out boy came back on stage and played
-gtf/where is your boy
-love will tear us apart
-saturday
they encouraged anyone who couldnt take the heat of the pit to leave or get onstage and get off the side exit. it was weird how we were so dead yet somehow we got pumped enough to give all we had during the last three songs. pete: "make this the best sing along on the tour" for where is your boy. for a bunch of broiled kids, we were so fucking loud. pete took off his shirt after saturday and threw his pink bat clan shirt into the crowd. then he bent down and gave me and aisha a HUGE half lingering hug. then ppl shoved and he ended up giving ppl who wanted hugs high fives..

my camera underwent so much damage but its still perfectly fine. it had water poured on by pete wen he tried to relieve us by pouring water on us, it got stepped on by the anberlin guitarist, and got smashed against the stage as i was being straddled for dear life by a damn crowdsurfer.

all my weigh was focused on my right heel, and when the crowd dispersed and i started walking i almost fell down. it was horrible. and today i discovered bruises on my side, hip, ankle, and right arm. owww. its not half as bad as the SoCo/YC bruises but theyre a bitch. i remember thinking i had a nosebleed for half of FOB's set. i was completely wet with sweat and water that pete poured on us, and i didnt give a shit how i looked anymore. aisha and i sat on the stage taking in all of what just happened. we hung around the merch area and hallway, waiting for ppl to leave, then badag and effie said hi but i didnt recognize them at first lolol (yay for seeing u two). we walked back to the stage and a almost collapsed on steve (it became a huge hug) and started talking to him and stuff. got nate to come and take a picture with me, deon, and stephen. such hotness. deon sold me a shirt. we lingered around, bought a shirt from nightbeast and chatted with him for a while. jordan was being really unpleasant and irritable to aisha. :-/ we went outside to wait for ppl, then aisha discovered i had cuts on my neck from either a crowdsurfer or myself from rubbing sweat off my neck.

paul and steve said hi to us outside, and i didnt get a chance to get them for the picture. andy came out, and we waited for ppl to get autographs and pix, then we chatted with him and got pix. joe sed hi to us wen he was going to the FOB van. watched the anberlin guys walk past me so many times. drool. patrick came out and he was surrounded in seconds by like ten girls. he handled it really well. patrick did his little rambling thing i love so much, wen he keeps on talking about random stuff and it makes (no)sense most of the time. we talked to patrick for a while, and got pix. it was mishas first show, aishas second, and my fifth (seventh time seeing them). he started talking about how he doesnt want to seem boring in pictures so he makes strange faces and when he sees them he thinks he looks like an asshole. patrick is awesome. then we saw pete come out (with the frankenpete box in hand :) ) and nearly EVERYONE gravitated over to him. we again waited till all the ppl got their pix and autographs before we talked to him. wow its a blur right now...we talked to him about the heat during the show, thanked him for 'taking care' of ppl in the front, etc. got pix. chatted more. about what, i dont remember. he told us he was gonna put stuff away in the van, and then came back and we resumed talking to him. aisha remarked alot of ppl thought he and aisha looked like each other in pix and he sed "you should tell them we are" lol. we left to get food then came back. more talking to pete and random pix with joe. and nightbeast who we found out lives in the city. weirdd...so we decided to take a picture with him and he shouted to patrick "hey patrick! they want a picture with me!" and patrick laughed. i invited patrick into the picture so uve got me and patrick looking like nightbeast superdorks. we told pete we were going to be @ the show in jersey and he sed he'd see us there. yay.

somehow we ended up walking about to the KF after trying to find mishas car. i remembered me and julies little deal thing, and so i went back to pete and told him that she pinched his bum in cleveland and now i was supposed to do the same. he laughed and turned around.

pete: wait a sec, what do i get in return?
me: uh, u get to pinch mine.
pete; haha ok cool -turns around-
pete: should i make a face?
me: haha go ahead.
-pinch-
misha: no! do it again so i can get a pic
me: ohno
pete: -laughs, stays in position-
me: jeez -pinch-
-picture taken-
all laugh. brilliance. superdork moment. im seeing them tomorrow in new jersey. im excited. more details to come..

haifa was clever and put up a webshots page for her pix.

tima's bday party with the best cake ever

me and minkus

greetings from hank and jim!

i should be sleeping now. but i cant sleep cuz im too fucking excited. too much stuff on my mind. not healthy, man. as of now, TOMORROW is the fall out boy/punchline/anberlin concert. *drools*. the thing is, we dont have our plans right yet. aisha wants to go to IMX and stuff, but i dont really want to cuz i want to get on the line early to prevent being stuck in the middle for all the sets. tima agrees, but theres no turning aisha around when shes made up her mind. she becomes irrational and i dont know what to do. i guess i should just go with the flow but i dont know how that will go. if we go to IMX, we can see FOB when they get there, but we cant get in. we want to beat rush hour and get to the venue...god its just so confusing.

i hate wen ur talking to somebody online and they stop responding for whatever reason. its annoying. if youre going to abruptly stop talking, at least put up ur away msg to prevent ramblings.

random fact i found out: michael moore was willing to come speak @ the unis-un conference...on the condition we pay him $20,000. in your dreams. wouldnt u think he would take the oppurtunity to speak @ the UN GA to hundreds of ppl from around the world? his head/ego is getting the best of him.

i had my last exam today. SCORE! IM DONE WITH T2. aahhh. i should go dance or something. so i met up with annie, caroline, misha, and sarah e, and we went to delano (but it was closed) and cosmos diner which is hands down the shittiest diner in existance. wen we left, we bumped into courtney and cami, and they started talking about some beach trip they were planning tomorrow, and we should all come, blah blah. im not going cuz the weather is going to be shit and im just not in the mood to go. yeah. misha, sarah, and i walked to union and tried to find irving to see who was playing. i cant find irving to save my life. i always miss it some how. we went into virgin and got kicked off the floor..met up with tima, haifa, jenny, machi, zooz, tice, and some random T1s at the showing of 'Saved!', which is an awesome movie. its weird cuz in the last scenes, tima and i burst into hysterical laughter for no reason. we were over giddy in a sense. much love for macaulay culkin. went to spice. ate myself into a fat pulp. went back to virgin. home. sleeeep. watch me regret not going to the beach tomorrow.

i really wish i had photobucket right now. then i could post the AP cover with FOB on it. its weird to think that one second nobody knows them then the next second, they're on the cover of AP. crazy. its a cool cover, too. somehow andy's usual goatee gravitated over to joe's chin.

friday. bio exam. i think i failed, and if i did, no higher bio for me next year...went home, changed into "fancy" clothes, walked with jojo and helen to jojo's and then went to jennys where we hung around in her house and on her roof for like three hours. we were so fucking loud, obnoxious, and profane, and we didnt notice the family having an early dinner on the other side of the barrier...lol. we went to some italian restaurant to eat, and then went and did karoake for an hour before a midnight movie. the italian restaurant had the best water in the world somehow. jenny and i had drinking contests and i drank so much i ended up pissing every half an hour or something lol. saw 'the stepford wives'; helen and i kept laughing every single time the random asian man in stepford popped out. it was awesome. misha, marf, jenny, and i headed back to jenny's...marfa fell asleep immediately, jenny drifted in and out of conciousness in between our three way convo with misha, and misha and i were up till like 5 AM.

today. got up, and we all watched some random movie about a stranded soldier in the middle of the egyption desert who falls in love with a cheetah. it was strange. i love IFC so much lol/ so misha left, and martha left, and jenny and i being the lazy sleep deprived bums we are, went back o sleep. ate breakfast after, long chat, went thru yearbooks. [god im being boring.] left, hung out @ timas. karoake again. fun except subgroups formed of the 15 or so ppl in the room, and it was a bit odd. went to timas. i love hamoudi so much, hes the cutest four year old in the world. it was a bit...uneventful until after the cake, when we all became fucking hyperactive. it was weird cuz i looked like i was on speed or something cuz i was all over the place, laughing my ass off and falling all over the place with haifa laughing over everything. awesomeness. and i almost died of laughter watching aisha and nej acting ghetto and rapping in the corner. left soon after.

its interesting how sometimes things people say stick with you for a long time, and repeat in your head over and over again. its not even something all that significant, but it made an impression on me. not a good one, tho. like its now this splotch on my mind and its bothering me like a shit but i cant do anything about it. life can be so unfair sometimes.

commercials are freaking annoying. goddamnit just let me watch my show! i dont want this cereal nonsense they have with trix cereal...JUST GIVE THE RABBIT THE FUCKING TRIX!! and the cocoa puffs commercial: "cereal for breakfast?!" yes. you'd better believe it you idiot. watch TV, listen to the litter seven year old's voice of reason and deal with it. sorry that just annoyed me.

my computer/internet fucking. sucks. i almost killed my computer wen after restarting aol ten times and restarting my computer twice, it still wasnt loading. die die die.

its so hot and humid outside i dont know what to do with myself. after the chem test which im pretty optimistic i passed (but just barely) and 2+ hours studying with ppl with Dr. K, i met up with jenny and misha and we went around herald square shopping for their dresses for danja/clarissa/sarah e's sweet 16. i really wish i was going but i cant. but anyway, it was alot of fun...we tried on the ugliest dresses on earth and goofed off like the bums we are. H&M has the funkiest music ever..like music by the band ceasers who misha and i fell in love with. they had this song by jade anderson that was sooo funny cuz after listening to it for a bit, we realized...she has a lisp. lolol.

im about to have an aneyresm..

i
should
be
studying.

fall out whores. idiots.

WHEN DID IT GET SO HOT OUTSIDE. it was fucking like 100 degrees and HUMID. so we had our history exam today. disasterous. i kinda half fell asleep...and a lot of the shit i studied wasnt on the test. mm. after, went to eat @ delanos with a whole buncha ppl. studied with afshinnekoo...along with a majority of our class. annie sed someone told her lenis is awesome one-on-one, like stuff actually makes sense. i had a freaking migraine listening to chem so i left to do community service. so much fun. i love those kids, i really really do. the teaching assistant man rambled to me and aisha for half an hour straight about...surrealism, freud, etc. it was horrible. i left a few times to 'go to the bathroom'. bleh. gotta study for chem. the fact im going to fail hasnt relaly hit me yet. you just wait.

i love aishas elizabeth arden eye liner.

FALL OUT BOY TOURAGE (and nate-from-anberlin goodness). seven days. lol im thinking about the days with mr. hennessy..."SEVEN!" *raises 8 fingers*

2 exams. math: LEDENEV YOU CUNT YOU PUT FUNCTIONS ON THE TEST AFTER YOU SED THERE WERE NONE ON IT!! of course none of us did it cuz it wasnt on the review sheet. i love having last minute epiphanies. it was timas bday (and my half--muahah twins) (and amy's :)) so we had cake and such...and studied for the english essay. that was disasterous. like, really. i rewrote my opening page seven times, and i felt so unneccesarily neurotic over it...i just couldnt come up with anything constructive to answer 'explain how iago was the stage manager in othello'. well everyone i talked to after who did it sed they wrote shit to, so w/e. went to delano and ate...aisha and i sat on the plaza and talked about people changing for the wrong reasons which is a huge problem...went home. watched the FOB dvd again cuz i suck. and studied. fucking hell, dutti, fucking hell.

8 days.

had my french exam this morning. it was about a million times better than the first semester exams we all failed. hung around, went to math review, etc. home. hang out with aisha. community service at the UN. i got there first and bascially did nothing for an hour until i went outside to 'find aisha' and instead got candace to come and sit with me. [mr.] krystof the spots dude is SO CUTE. ahh. aisha pointed that out to me last time and i was like 'yeah ok..' but i think this time the whole all black thing really worked for him. lol this is pathetic. i think we just have a thing for the german accent and stuff. the kids are hilarious, especially thomas, this kid with ADHD ("we dont let him eat sugar anymore cuz he gets too crazy"). good stuff. gotta study for math. and english. whoop de fucking doo.

9 days.

im FUCKING freaking out.
demain, j'ai un examen de francais que je suis SUR que je manquerai. je suis tres nerveuse. Et effraye. FUCKING subjonctif, relatif, et pronoms personnels!! why the hell did they have to make french such a complicated language?! theres no fucking thing as a female chair or male country. bumssss.

[edit] 6/5/04: HAPPY 25th BDAY PETE WENTZ (happy, aisha?) :D

went to annies house after my piano lesson and picking up pork buns to study with annie, misha, jenny, randy, and rhia. we were pretty constructive for a while, studying chem and some history ...all while chatting about random shit and dying of laughter half the time. ti was alot of fun. rhia left, and we continued talking about history and stuff. i dont know what happened but we eventually gave up trying to concentrate on studying and went off chatting again about some stuff and prancing around. spent time comparing ourselves to each other..randy left around...5? 6? and we walked him to his car in socks. the rest of us sat around, chatted more, and left around 7.

and i have to stop fucking digressing and end my ADD-ness and STUDY FRENCH and everything else. im fucked.

THE SPAWN OF SATAN.
-i thought the hair clips were horns.

you know what? ken IS cool. and ur damn right hes the hottest doll in the mattel circuit. why, barbie, did you dump ken for blaine?

a look into what we do wen were not studying and making franken-pete.

Makupbag [11:28 PM]: http://store.yahoo.com/dollclothessuperstore/barbieraingear.html
Angrylittleme [11:29 PM]: LOL
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Angrylittleme [11:29 PM]: I THOUGHT IT WAS LIKE COTTON CANDY
Makupbag [11:30 PM]: i started laughing so hard!
Angrylittleme [11:30 PM]: lol same
Makupbag [11:30 PM]: http://store.yahoo.com/dollclothessuperstore/barbieraingear.html
Makupbag [11:30 PM]: ok lets just get this one
Angrylittleme [11:30 PM]: let me see
Makupbag [11:31 PM]: and itll b further proof of our devotion
Makupbag [11:31 PM]: if we can handle it
Makupbag [11:31 PM]: LOL I SENT U THE WRONG LINK
Makupbag [11:31 PM]: http://store2.yimg.com/I/dollclothessuperstore_1774_15146138
Angrylittleme [11:31 PM]: WHY
Angrylittleme [11:31 PM]: LOLOLOL
Makupbag [11:31 PM]: lol im laughing
Angrylittleme [11:31 PM]: im laughing uncontrollably
Makupbag [11:31 PM]: lol same!
Angrylittleme [11:31 PM]: ok good

this person has too much time on their hands. time to get a career.

this person, too. although i do enjoy the ken boxers immensely.

im having too much fun. studying tomorrow at annies.

its amazing how french is starting to make sense to me. crazy, right? yeah really.

last real day of school. well it was a half day but thats besides the point. even tho i was pretty ecstatic about it, i couldnt help being a little sad about it too. so many people are leaving this year, and come september they won't be around anymore. sighs. its gonna be weird.

and the bitch in the activities office still wont give me my year book. i was signing peoples yearbooks but nobodys going to sign mine cuz im getting mine in the middle of exams. bleh.

after school, and after hanging around in the halls and at neclas, tima haifa, aisha, and i went an hour early to the 1:15 showing of harry potter to get seats. we were joined by the entire M4 grade, which is comprised of obnoxious idiots i swear. they were so loud and annoying i wanted to hit them. eh. harry potter was really good tho. things i love:
-harry's facial spasms and warped form of tourette's
-suggestive ron and hermione stuff
-how into it everyone in the audience was, including us
-harry's psychotic 'it was my father who produced with white stag..' nonsense

etc. etc. went home. lazed around. this is my life. i need to see 'the notebook' (drools ryan gosling). if we see 'a door in the floor' and 'the notebook' the same day i might as well die happy.

im addicted to cough drops. im going to fail every single exams because im a neurotic pessimist and i cant help it. sat studying for an hour. this is so ineffective.

adopt a fetus.

i hate dutti with a burning passion. i set pretty high standards for myself for history cuz its supposed to be my 'good subject'. oh but not this year. dutti brings my average waaay down, esp with my essays. the info is good, but he never EVER likes the structure. its so unlogical the way he grades. hes so obsessed with biblios and essay structure he neglects the fact that its more important the student knows information than how she conveys it. bastard. i despise him. and i got a 5+ on the New Deal essay i worked my ASS OFF. he pointed out little things, like 'this paragraph shouldve been included with the intro...'. i told him 'THIS ISNT ENGLISH CLASS' and he started spazzing. idiot.

last bio class of this year. last chem class of this year. SCORE. watched the end of othello in last english class of this year. banton went off telling us his little stories it was fun. chinese orals didnt go as badly as i thought it would. brownies in bio. yeah.

i need to go study. our school is ridiculous. they put all the hard exams in one week (without a study day in between) and the the second week its only the easy exams. blehh.

i was up at 1 AM laughing my ass off with aisha. this is fucking genius.

im so out of it its incredible. i need to do my chinese presentation that i realized TODAY is due tomorrow. i officially hate ghoussoub. and dr.k. both indirectly told me i was stupid today and i wanted to throw something at them. die. after school, went to the UN with aisha to work at the afterschool program for community service. both developed little crushes on the sports teacher man. sighs. there was this little kid that reminded both of us of scottie from allister. weirdd.

good news: got a 5+ on my music seminar (before the lsitening part which i got 2/3 on), and the next highest was henrietta with a 6+. and if he grades on a curve... :)

...TWO WEEKS UNTIL FALL OUT BOY!

a week or so until exams. im going to puke. procrastinating again. ive got to get a move on on studying. music seminar tomorrow. im getting a zero on the test cuz i cheated. wow im so not in a mood to write.

FOB pictures for those who care.

clicking around on livejournal, i stumbled upon the lj of "falloutgal". and she seemed like a little ditzy idiot from what i saw on her comments on jordan the merch guys lj. clicked on her xanga page cuz im bored. im right, she is a little bum. mindless, really. i hate to be so mean but really, just read the first few sentences. ahh i saw her webshots page wen i was searching pictures! what a small world this is. :-/

i hate stupid people. i have no tolerance for them. i dont care if you like the same band i do. youre stupid. bah. and learn how to spell not lYkE tHiS !!!1

kill the drama.

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