Pity me, because I am too sensitive for this world and everyone's wrong except me.

God I'm so bored. Here's another. Yay. Learn about me.

Band?:	Dishwalla, Count the Stars, Brand New, Sublime, 311, Straylight Run, Slightly Stoopid, Dispatch, KGB, Yellowcard, Soco, Pink Floyd, Mae, FSF, Thursday, Coheed, Guster, TJT, TBS, Incubus ..
Singer?:	Howie Day, Josh Kelley, Elliott Smith.
Actor?:	James Dean, Colin Farrell.
Actress?:	Jennifer Connelly.
Movie?:	Requiem For A Dream, Donnie Darko, All Kubrick, Dogma, Rebel Without A Cause, All my horrible movies ;D
Music Video?:	Geez.. well, I don't really watch tv. I remember that video with Christopher Walken was great though.
Color?:	Silver.
Animal?:	Penguin.
Person?:	Mike. ;D
Lip gloss flavor?:	Cherry.
Flavor?:	We'll say cherry again, followed by coffee.
Drink?:	Chocolate milk, of course!
Food?:	Sakkio Japan chicken terriyaki, coffee ice cream, apples, and portable pudding ;D
Song?:	"On Legendary", "Dance With You", "The Luckiest", "Leave", "Wish You Were Here", "Cry", "June and the Ocean", "Crazy Love", "Let it Be", "August in Bethany", "Light and The Glass", "Drinking For 11", "My World".. not enough room!
Pizza Topping?:	Cheese or Pepperoni. That's as daring as I get, haha.
Memory?:	God, there are so many..
Alcoholic beverage?:	Toledo Punch, Mudslide, White Russian.
Game?:	Gnome hunting.
Video Game?:	Ken Griffey Jr. Presents Major League Baseball! Haha.
Author?:	Camus, Nietzsche, Mann, Shakespeare, Cummings, Salinger, Fitzgerald, Pynchon, etc.
Artist?:	Rachel Dlugos. ;D
Class?:	Say what? Oh, perhaps they mean Amex? Yes. Amex.
Place to be?:	Wherever Mike is.. :(
Thing to do?:	Play tennis.
Person to talk to?:	Whoever is willing to talk.
Messenger Service?:	AIM.
Toy as a child?:	Fred, my teddy bear.
Toy as a non-child?:	Boys? I mean, Fred, my teddy bear.
Brand (clothes)?:	AE, Abercrombie.
Brand (furniture, jewelry, etc.):	Pottery Barn.
Kind of jewelry?:	Tiffany's. It can't be gold, either. Ew.
Size bed?:	Queen at LEAST.
Hair color on a guy?:	Brown.
Hair color on a girl?:	I don't care?
Eye color on a guy?:	Something unusual, but I like honest eyes more than the color.
Eye color on a girl?:	I don't care?
Part of the body on a guy?:	Stomach, eyes, smile.
Part of the body on a girl?:	Again, I don't care.
TV show?:	The Simpsons, Chappelle's Show, DEGRASSI (haha), anything that's on.
TV star?:	Emma, because she has syphilis.
Book?:	"The Crack-Up" - F. Scott Fitzgerald
Genre of movies?:	Drama, Indie.
Genre of books?:	Philosophy.
Reality show?:	American Idol. Woot?
Anime?:	Prince of Tennis. Haha, no lie!
Pattern?:	... stripes? What?!
Holiday?:	Used to be my birthday, but nobody cares about it haha. So Christmas.
Sport?:	Tennis, of course.
Athlete?:	Andy Roddick.
Teacher/Boss?:	Mr. Roberts, Ms. Daniels!
Scent?:	Nautica Sport (Mike), FCUK Men.
Soap?:	Lucky You Women.
Shampoo?:	I believe I use Dove.
Conditioner?:	Dove steez.
Time of day?:	Bed time.
Store?:	Goodwill ;D
Kind of underwear?:	Define kind?
Kind of club?:	FBLA? Haha.. absolutely not.
Style of clothing?:	My style. And I don't even have any. Go figure.

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What makes you laugh?:	Way too much. Gnomes, stupid people, drugs, you know.
Who is your hero?:	Erica Wilhelm.
Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours?:	Dennis Kucinich. Just because I think it would be really fun to bother him for 24 hours straight. It might get kinda old after that.
How many pairs of shoes do you own?:	Honestly let's say like 20.
Seriously... Where does the other sock end up?:	I'm not sure, and I've spent many a sleepless night pondering it. I just steal my Mom's socks. That works.
Who do you blame for your mood today?:	American Experience and myself.
If the Internet were sex... I would:	Be having a hell of a lot of sex. Like all the time. Crazy amounts. 24/7. Wowee!!
Have you ever seen a dead body?:	Yes.
What is something scientists need to invent?:	A tazer body suit, for the hallways of Bunnell.
What should we do with stupid people?:	Put them on a rocket and shoot them into the sun.
Have you ever broken a bone?:	Yes, I have, quite a few.
Do you watch local news? Why?:	No, because the reporters are idiots. And nothing happens around here that I really care about.
What happens after you die?:	You get buried? I don't think we'll ever know.
How big is your bed? Big enough?:	Queen size, which is definitely big enough. Mmmhmmm.
How long do you think you will live?:	I want to at least hit 80 before I drop.

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I had a ridiculous weekend. Friday, stayed in to witness my father and his drunken friends play poker over here and annihilate my house. Good call on my part. Smoked a bunch of cigars with the guys while they ate Spam and acted like hardasses gambling 20 cents at a time. Gator Boy was here, showing everybody his picture with Justin Timberlake in US Magazine. That guy is absolutely ridiculous. I don't know how he got to the Grammy's, but he did. I wanna be like him when I grow up.

Fast forward to waking up at 5pm, Fallon and I get plans straight. She comes over, we get to Josh's, chill with him Henry, Collin, and some miscellaneous person that is the sister of someone equally as strange. I think his name was Frank. Or Tony. Or Benjamin. One of those. Anywho, amazing time over there, me and Fallon needed it. We were pumped, hopefully not let down haha. No muppets though, maybe next time.

So she slept over woke up at 11 got outta here. Kristin made breakfast and went back to bed, woke up at 7:30. Went out for a bit to Jay's. Super crazy over there, I can't even begin to explain. Came home. And yay. That was my weekend.

Today was school, which was absolutely worthless because I had two subs in two of my actual classes. So I REALLY didn't do anything as opposed to simply not doing anything. I'm not complaining, though ;D

I forgot to do Mr. Roberts' paper because I'm a moron, and I forget things quite a bit. So we'll get that done. The big lesson on James Dean is tomorrow, I have NO idea what to do for it haha. I have so many different interviews and documentaries and such, one of which is missing, but beats me as how to present it. I think I'll just wing it, like everything else. Never failed me before, right?

So that was my extremely poorly written journal entry, but at least I'm keeping up to date. And look, there was poetry before! See, I still have a brain, sort of. ;)