There is a particular note I did not realize was a double stop. It was easy to fix, but in the process, Katie called me, "special." Molly laughed, but said that it was because of how adorable I looked when I fixed it. I don't believe it, and she's just jealous that I'm special and Katie didn't outright call her special, even though she's special too.
Later!
The point in Exlposive where we have the jacket switch, Molly and I are crouching behind our instruments. I decided to make a funny face at her. Apparently, when I had my mallets set and crazy face on, I looked like some little thing ready to eat dinner, utensils in hand. She stood up to play, and collapsed in laughter over her instrument. I, in turn, began laughing until I had tears in my eyes. Both of us missed that rep. Then, Katie told us how we had to appreciate these moments because after college they don't happen anymore.
The last few measure of Exlposive are super extreme and a lot faster than originally practiced at. We managed the technical aspect, but it led to a LOT of potential/hilarious visuals. Tom was acting them out for all of us. To rehydrate myself, there was a bottle of water encased within my mallet bag. Convenient! I stopped a second to take a refreshing drink, just as Tom performed the "instrument switch rainbow" and I burst out laughing, spilling water all over my xylophone. I used my cover up to mop up the droplets, but nicked my arm in the process. Fiberglass splinters!
There was a really extreme action, where on beat 3 we brought up our left mallet. Beat 4, our right mallet. Beat 1, snap to attention and play. Overall, hilarious. The last beast, we tried various assortments of "shooting stars," "rainbows," and "excited jumps."
Upon being dismissed, I pulled ahead of Rose in a nasty bit of trickery to get to the doors and out of the gym before her. However, I did stop to help her out. Then, we raced back to the band room! I took the straight line between the booths; she navigated between the glass cases. I won, but was much out of breath.
Molly and I skipped a lot.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Drumline Freshmen + People
I don't dislike the drumline freshmen, but I'm not too entirely attached to them. They're not exceptional. Hannah reminds me of me, because of the situation, and that makes me sad for her. Devon is wonderful and adorable, but I haven't gotten to talk to her. Mel, she's sweet and quiet. Kate, fluttery and cute and bubbly, but I'm not sure how much more there is and she plays the bus games. Joey doesn't count, because I've known him from before. We watched a documentary entitled "American Pimp" together. That's like family.
These freshmen made me so happy on Saturday. I laughed and laughed and and laughed, and was proud of them for growing up/having personalities.
Rose is awesome. She doesn't talk a lot, but I love it when she does. She's my favorite. Mike is close, but I don't see him as much.
Speaking of Rose, I'm pretty sure he's going to get with Kira if he hasn't already, and I think I'm okay with that. I do miss him, but even in school, he doesn't seem as funny. Jimmy has been telling me about the crazy relationships that group goes through, and I've decided that the relationship chart can't function anymore with them included.
Every time Abby posts a "Look at how hot I am" picture, I laugh and laugh and feel a little bit vindictive, but she posted it. I know it's mean of me, but a.) Dave is P.J. O'Rourke for teenage satire b.) it's Will, that's creepy and he actually means it
I <3 the internet. There's a whole bunch of stuff I have to show Matt sometime in the future. I talked to Jimmy about it, and he's fine with my bestie. The first time I mentioned Matt, Jimmy said, "Matt is a dork and AWESOME. I'm glad he's in my class." I like talking to people who appreciate Matt.
In an unrelated conversation with Jeff, I related the time when Mrs. Avestruz called me "one of those kids with a weird sense of humor," because Arrested Development is hilarious, quirky humor. I agreed, and, to Jeff, said something along the lines of, "I'm glad my friends have weird senses of humor too, specifically Matt." Jeff responded with, "Matt is the pinnacle of quirky humor, and it's hilarious."
I said "Molly is almost my favorite person ever in the whole entire world," in a conversation with Jimmy. He got sad. I expressed almost. I might have been lying to make Jimmy feel better.
Back when Jimmy was telling me the awful stories about that group of inter-dating kids that was mind blowing, it made me sad to realize what people to do each other. Then we watched this YouTube video, and it made me so happy. It's almost like there's hope for people.
Improv Everywhere is hilarious. I want there to be a course or a club at GV, and to join a troupe in New York or Pitt, or any major city where I spent a significant amount of time.
Someday I'm going to have an "Oh God, my APPLE JUICE!" moment with someone who will confront me. I've been setting up the occasion a lot, people just haven't been around to hear me. There are 5 people that this could potentially happen to in the future. There are a few I would prefer it didn't happen to, but if that's how it goes, whatever.
I can't imagine drumline with an instructor other than Tom. He's so hilarious, and a teensy bit unprofessional at times, but that's the best part of it. It's also only with "kids he knew before," so we're already the cool kids he's talking to. He does keep it respectful though, and it's just silly things, like making fun of the kids in line or being absurd.
Apparently, he and Viv do not speak with frequency. I was saddened to learn that. Literally, every time I went to Viv's house, he was there. He swore we had Tom sensing powers, because he only came to her house a few times. That makes me sad, especially looking to my future.
I miss Viv. I gotta go visit her and spend the night at her dorm and meet her peeps and whatnot. She has exciting stories, and is one of the few girls I talk to online besides Trisha.
On Saturday, I challenged Sarah to pose something in the past that I wouldn't remember. She asked for her birthday, what she got me for my birthday two years ago, her Spanish name in Spanish II freshman year, and a few other things. It made me really happy to remember good times, specifically with her, because that's what I'm missing about them.
I feel like I've been talking to Jeff more frequently than in comparison to some other time, and I'm enjoying it. At the couch warming party at Abby's, when we lit fireworks, Dave, Matt, and Jeff, were standing around the box of colorful, flammable gunpowders, and if my brother had been there, it would have been the important guys in my life all right there. Dave didn't fit in, I recognized it again that night, and I knew it couldn't last.
On the first day of our PSSA half days, I graffiti'd this for Jimmy. It took about an hour because of the laptop touch pad and my relative inexperience with it. It has to be synced with "Falling for the First Time" by Barenaked Ladies, to make any sense. Also, you have to play with the speed button for a while to make the images line up with the lyrics. He makes me so happy and I missed graffiti.
Vegetarian diet +
strength & conditioning +
boyfriend who calls me beautiful =
self worth space elevator to the moon!
I've been missing Trisha, but she's in my English class now and we talk a lot in Bio. If she gets into my group next semester, it's going to be crazy awesome. If not, the class will still be really awesome. ENGLISH RULES! I miss art classes, and this is close enough.
These freshmen made me so happy on Saturday. I laughed and laughed and and laughed, and was proud of them for growing up/having personalities.
Rose is awesome. She doesn't talk a lot, but I love it when she does. She's my favorite. Mike is close, but I don't see him as much.
Speaking of Rose, I'm pretty sure he's going to get with Kira if he hasn't already, and I think I'm okay with that. I do miss him, but even in school, he doesn't seem as funny. Jimmy has been telling me about the crazy relationships that group goes through, and I've decided that the relationship chart can't function anymore with them included.
Every time Abby posts a "Look at how hot I am" picture, I laugh and laugh and feel a little bit vindictive, but she posted it. I know it's mean of me, but a.) Dave is P.J. O'Rourke for teenage satire b.) it's Will, that's creepy and he actually means it
I <3 the internet. There's a whole bunch of stuff I have to show Matt sometime in the future. I talked to Jimmy about it, and he's fine with my bestie. The first time I mentioned Matt, Jimmy said, "Matt is a dork and AWESOME. I'm glad he's in my class." I like talking to people who appreciate Matt.
In an unrelated conversation with Jeff, I related the time when Mrs. Avestruz called me "one of those kids with a weird sense of humor," because Arrested Development is hilarious, quirky humor. I agreed, and, to Jeff, said something along the lines of, "I'm glad my friends have weird senses of humor too, specifically Matt." Jeff responded with, "Matt is the pinnacle of quirky humor, and it's hilarious."
I said "Molly is almost my favorite person ever in the whole entire world," in a conversation with Jimmy. He got sad. I expressed almost. I might have been lying to make Jimmy feel better.
Back when Jimmy was telling me the awful stories about that group of inter-dating kids that was mind blowing, it made me sad to realize what people to do each other. Then we watched this YouTube video, and it made me so happy. It's almost like there's hope for people.
Improv Everywhere is hilarious. I want there to be a course or a club at GV, and to join a troupe in New York or Pitt, or any major city where I spent a significant amount of time.
Someday I'm going to have an "Oh God, my APPLE JUICE!" moment with someone who will confront me. I've been setting up the occasion a lot, people just haven't been around to hear me. There are 5 people that this could potentially happen to in the future. There are a few I would prefer it didn't happen to, but if that's how it goes, whatever.
I can't imagine drumline with an instructor other than Tom. He's so hilarious, and a teensy bit unprofessional at times, but that's the best part of it. It's also only with "kids he knew before," so we're already the cool kids he's talking to. He does keep it respectful though, and it's just silly things, like making fun of the kids in line or being absurd.
Apparently, he and Viv do not speak with frequency. I was saddened to learn that. Literally, every time I went to Viv's house, he was there. He swore we had Tom sensing powers, because he only came to her house a few times. That makes me sad, especially looking to my future.
I miss Viv. I gotta go visit her and spend the night at her dorm and meet her peeps and whatnot. She has exciting stories, and is one of the few girls I talk to online besides Trisha.
On Saturday, I challenged Sarah to pose something in the past that I wouldn't remember. She asked for her birthday, what she got me for my birthday two years ago, her Spanish name in Spanish II freshman year, and a few other things. It made me really happy to remember good times, specifically with her, because that's what I'm missing about them.
I feel like I've been talking to Jeff more frequently than in comparison to some other time, and I'm enjoying it. At the couch warming party at Abby's, when we lit fireworks, Dave, Matt, and Jeff, were standing around the box of colorful, flammable gunpowders, and if my brother had been there, it would have been the important guys in my life all right there. Dave didn't fit in, I recognized it again that night, and I knew it couldn't last.
On the first day of our PSSA half days, I graffiti'd this for Jimmy. It took about an hour because of the laptop touch pad and my relative inexperience with it. It has to be synced with "Falling for the First Time" by Barenaked Ladies, to make any sense. Also, you have to play with the speed button for a while to make the images line up with the lyrics. He makes me so happy and I missed graffiti.
Vegetarian diet +
strength & conditioning +
boyfriend who calls me beautiful =
self worth space elevator to the moon!
I've been missing Trisha, but she's in my English class now and we talk a lot in Bio. If she gets into my group next semester, it's going to be crazy awesome. If not, the class will still be really awesome. ENGLISH RULES! I miss art classes, and this is close enough.
Sick on Sunday
I wish I could give you a hug. That seems to be a recurring theme in the our story. I really care about you, and the mere thought of you makes me feel lo
ved. Your voice is adorably timid, and I'm flattered that you sound sad. I really hope you get better soon. I love being with you, even for the short
amount of time we're able to in school. I hope this makes you at least emotionally better. I look forward to seeing you, whenever that may happen. Always
. Even if being sick is making you look like hell, you'll still be beautiful to me. Rest well.
-Jimmy,
in response to the voicemail I left him, saying that I would be unable to make our date because I was sick and didn't know if I would be in school the next day.
I am so content and full of happiness, for everything.
ved. Your voice is adorably timid, and I'm flattered that you sound sad. I really hope you get better soon. I love being with you, even for the short
amount of time we're able to in school. I hope this makes you at least emotionally better. I look forward to seeing you, whenever that may happen. Always
. Even if being sick is making you look like hell, you'll still be beautiful to me. Rest well.
-Jimmy,
in response to the voicemail I left him, saying that I would be unable to make our date because I was sick and didn't know if I would be in school the next day.
I am so content and full of happiness, for everything.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
3-20-09
It was the first day of spring, unbeknownst to me. Definitely used to be the 22nd. And yet, it was a Friday, and Jimmy and Rob were filming after school for the senior video. Drumline required my attendance at 4, and so hanging around and waiting for Jimmy was not inconvenient. Hand in hand, we walked from the glass lined hall to where Rob was sitting at the ticket booth. He questioned when we became an item, and we both jumped to the thought, "Not facebook official." (Though I said it first). Jimmy spent 25 minutes looking for the button to change his status. Before I could help him, and suggest it myself, a call to my beloved, Gina, was in order. I got my perfunctory Rita's water ice, ate some Chinese food, and selected the cellular buttons required (in the proper order) so that I could soon be speaking with the love of my open relationship. She gave her blessing and expressed happiness at my good fortune, and we had a lovely conversation. Wasiq frantically called me a few times to arrange me to pick up the buzzer system. We exchanged "winky smiley face" text messages. Jimmy and I had a fantastic phone call spanning over 80 minutes. I've never had more fun making fun of 9/11.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Blog Purge pt. 2
I looked over my other blog, devoid of quotes, and realized that while I probably wouldn't mind showing individuals a number of the posts there, it's still too personal. It's strange having secrets.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Last Letter
This is the last letter I wrote to Dave. It was hand written, and I did not send it. I wish I had given it to him.
Dear Dave,
The coming weeks will be tough, but eventually thinking about adorable memories won’t be quite so sad, and return to wistful warm and fuzzies. Sadness is only temporary and the cliché “you’re awesome and don’t need him and there will be other guys” lines aren’t really my problems. Of course I’m still awesome and independent, and yes, someday there will be someone else who will love me, I’m just going to miss you like crazy. You made my summer more special than I could have imagined, and autumn followed in a brilliant session. It’s because of you I can look at Kirk and the DAC and BYC and have real memories. Whenever I was with you, I felt so boring in comparison because you have near death stories and all around questionable escapades to speak of. However, because I was with you, I could tell other people interesting stories. Somehow dating “(not) the ninja,” sneaking out at night, being let go by the cops, and having a relationship made almost exclusively in a hammock made me seem like exciting, emotional lottery winner, and I was. You were my manicorn, and will be the man I think of for my iconic high school romance. Plus this summer also included winning a penis lollipop, tubing down the Brandywine on an inflatable, plastic whale, and going skinny-dipping. Things like that help me remember I’m awesome, even without you, though the inspiration helps.
I do not know when or why you stopped loving me, but I also don’t know how it began. In attempts to make me feel better, my friends have sullied your reputation or maybe cleared things up, but it assures beyond doubt you still care about me. Being near you there was warmth and security, and I’ll miss that, but this last decision as a couple was to protect me from further heartbreak. On a bad ending, there was the possibility that the memories that will eventually be happy ones again, would be lost. You made me profoundly happier than I’ve ever been for such a consistently wonderful time, and also gave me the most pleasant* physical feelings of my life. Any second of the wordless hour we spent together may possibly be the most beautiful moment of my life. If I ever show indifference towards you, it’s to keep myself from looking like an idiot in your presence.
Everything about our relationship was worth this heartbreak. I felt really lame because I was trying to love you without fear and comparing it to Yossarian. Nearly everyday I would recognize that someday you would not be there, and I would have to let you go. Time will pass before I can love without thinking about you, before I remember the should have been, but I can wait. I will wish we had more time together, but because of you, I know there is love, and I know that I can be loved, and that somehow, miraculously, I know I am handling this right. I will talk with you, or text sometime soon, but I want to get to a point where I think I could have the conversation without breaking down. I owe it to myself to be able to end things coherently.
You make it hard not to love you.
With love and anarcho-communism,
Chloe
Super Enormous Quote Post
So I was going to post all my quotes here, and did, and it's just too long and awful. It's 19 pages in a single spaced, 10 font, Times New Roman Word Document.
Blog Purge
I have two blogs. This one and my secret one. As of this post here, there are 108 posts in my other blog. It is where I write when I don't want anyone to see, but most of the time the things don't matter too much and the rest are quotes or notes. I'm going to remove many of the posts from there, and condense it to posts here. They will probably be word for word, although not necessarily with the title. The quotes I may make one enormous post. Cool.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Well, I guess this is growing up...
Things are sad in Delaware again.
I hate visiting my mom, because I don't like to see the pain she is in. So often I tear myself apart for my disloyalty. I love her, but I hate so much about what she has become. It takes so much strength for her to get through a day, and she is still the opposite of everything I want to be. Although I don't particularly like 3rd to 9th graders, I'm generally enamored with other children, and will probably be a mother at some point very far in the future. In that respect, raising young children and instilling an appreciation of life, I hope to be like her. In showing her children broken humanity and medical illness, exposing us to the tragedy that comes to good people, I don't want to be for anyone. It's made us good human beings, Jack and I. Maybe not the greatest sense of Christian morals, but we know right from wrong and appreciate the simple things of life. We talk about it sometimes, in little moments of resolve. His escapism is literal escape. He's never home those weekends. It's why I started walking, my short escapes. Whenever I was angry, or frustrated at our terrible condition, I would slam the door and walk for however long it took. Once, after getting furious with Jack, I left at an hour unfit for decent humanity to be wandering the streets. He waited a few minutes and followed me until I started to come home. I didn't tell him I noticed, but when I got back, we weren't fighting anymore. "Come home" isn't very appropriate. Returned to the apartment is more accurate, because my "home" is on a piece of commercial property in Pennsylvania with a tire swing, fruit trees, and dirt basement. The first time I told my mom I was considering going to the University of Hawaii, she told me I wasn't allowed to go far away. My family cannot put a lot of financial support behind furthering my education, except that neither of them graduated college, making me a first generation, and I'll get some decent need based funding. I don't really think they should have any say in where I choose to attend. My mom pointed out that if I went to Hawaii, I wouldn't be able to come home for holidays. In retrospect, I hope I didn't say what I was thinking, because I know that I would have said, "I don't consider your house a home, and my real one will be sold out from over us, demolished, the home I grew up in, and they'll cut down the walnut tree of my love/hate relationship, and I'll never be able to put up a hammock between two trees ever again." (The fact that I have a hammock between two trees is one of the greatest aspects of having a home). If I go to college, and my dad moves, there will not be a home to return to, I will probably be in better financial situation than my mom, and Jack will be busy having his own life with "exciting" people, though I will miss him like crazy. Hating Delaware has always been a selfish thing for me, but now it's because I hate her suffering, and am not inconvenienced by the distance.
I hate visiting my mom, because I don't like to see the pain she is in. So often I tear myself apart for my disloyalty. I love her, but I hate so much about what she has become. It takes so much strength for her to get through a day, and she is still the opposite of everything I want to be. Although I don't particularly like 3rd to 9th graders, I'm generally enamored with other children, and will probably be a mother at some point very far in the future. In that respect, raising young children and instilling an appreciation of life, I hope to be like her. In showing her children broken humanity and medical illness, exposing us to the tragedy that comes to good people, I don't want to be for anyone. It's made us good human beings, Jack and I. Maybe not the greatest sense of Christian morals, but we know right from wrong and appreciate the simple things of life. We talk about it sometimes, in little moments of resolve. His escapism is literal escape. He's never home those weekends. It's why I started walking, my short escapes. Whenever I was angry, or frustrated at our terrible condition, I would slam the door and walk for however long it took. Once, after getting furious with Jack, I left at an hour unfit for decent humanity to be wandering the streets. He waited a few minutes and followed me until I started to come home. I didn't tell him I noticed, but when I got back, we weren't fighting anymore. "Come home" isn't very appropriate. Returned to the apartment is more accurate, because my "home" is on a piece of commercial property in Pennsylvania with a tire swing, fruit trees, and dirt basement. The first time I told my mom I was considering going to the University of Hawaii, she told me I wasn't allowed to go far away. My family cannot put a lot of financial support behind furthering my education, except that neither of them graduated college, making me a first generation, and I'll get some decent need based funding. I don't really think they should have any say in where I choose to attend. My mom pointed out that if I went to Hawaii, I wouldn't be able to come home for holidays. In retrospect, I hope I didn't say what I was thinking, because I know that I would have said, "I don't consider your house a home, and my real one will be sold out from over us, demolished, the home I grew up in, and they'll cut down the walnut tree of my love/hate relationship, and I'll never be able to put up a hammock between two trees ever again." (The fact that I have a hammock between two trees is one of the greatest aspects of having a home). If I go to college, and my dad moves, there will not be a home to return to, I will probably be in better financial situation than my mom, and Jack will be busy having his own life with "exciting" people, though I will miss him like crazy. Hating Delaware has always been a selfish thing for me, but now it's because I hate her suffering, and am not inconvenienced by the distance.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Friday the 13th
Jimmy and I watched two discs of arrested development. I was trying to be sneaky and get closer to him, but there were once again too many pillows. Eventually, I abandoned the sneaky and went for the hand holding. He smells wonderful and our afternoon was even better.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Today, I ate mashed potatoes and green beans from tupperware while at my laptop.
On the ride home from drumline on Saturday, Molly and I had a poke fight lasting maybe 3 minutes. During those 3 minutes, everything in my entire world was perfect.
I've always said I'd make the perfect boyfriend because I appreciate girls, know what to say, and would say it. Jimmy does too.
I tried to take my first nap in the hammock of the year, but it was too windy. It doesn't hurt to be there anymore.
Bon Iver- Stacks
Recently, while looking for the songs from the [H]ouse season finale, I read the episode summary on Wikipedia. It made me tear up a little bit. Wilson was so heartbroken.
Another song that I've been listening to recently is Tell Her This by Del Amitri. I don't think the lyrics are supposed to be for new romances, but the sound is appropriate.
Strength and Conditioning has been a great place to think. Walking on the treadmill, I can be in and out of my mind, creating beautiful analogies or simply listening.
Right now, I have set up candles, listening to Stacks, and I am going to get into my bathrobe, and go through bliss.
[edit] I think I will, from this point on, associate "All Along the Watchtower" with Watchmen and Molly.
On the ride home from drumline on Saturday, Molly and I had a poke fight lasting maybe 3 minutes. During those 3 minutes, everything in my entire world was perfect.
I've always said I'd make the perfect boyfriend because I appreciate girls, know what to say, and would say it. Jimmy does too.
I tried to take my first nap in the hammock of the year, but it was too windy. It doesn't hurt to be there anymore.
Bon Iver- Stacks
Recently, while looking for the songs from the [H]ouse season finale, I read the episode summary on Wikipedia. It made me tear up a little bit. Wilson was so heartbroken.
Another song that I've been listening to recently is Tell Her This by Del Amitri. I don't think the lyrics are supposed to be for new romances, but the sound is appropriate.
Strength and Conditioning has been a great place to think. Walking on the treadmill, I can be in and out of my mind, creating beautiful analogies or simply listening.
Right now, I have set up candles, listening to Stacks, and I am going to get into my bathrobe, and go through bliss.
[edit] I think I will, from this point on, associate "All Along the Watchtower" with Watchmen and Molly.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
Chris
My aunt Karen brought her South African boyfriend home to meet the family for the first time today. He's white, unfortunately. I tried to fall asleep before going over to grandmom's, but it didn't work out very well and mostly rendered me in a state of fuzzy thoughts. This weariness followed me into conversation. I wanted to get away and nap. Grandmom and Aunt Jeanne in the kitchen. "Menfolk" and Aunt Karen in the living room. Jack and Shannon in the freezing basement. Nobody upstairs... I went into the attic, freezing, but curious. From the top stair I could see stacks of books and bags of clothes. Books! Interesting! Well worth the cold. One particularly tattered book was beat up and faded. It was a soldier's handbook. The front sticker still had my Uncle Chris' name and code number on it. Echo #215. I hesitantly picked it up. On the back was poetry. On the inside cover there was poetry. War is not the place for a poet, and his words make that clear. It makes me sad.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
:]
He likes me back and we phrase things so peculiarly and it makes me so stupidly happy I forget to say something with ridiculous phrasing.
I feel silly and I like it.
I feel silly and I like it.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
words
the riots
Carson McCullers
congrats, Chinaski
me and Faulkner
having the flu and with nothing else to do
it was just a little while ago
what makes?
three oranges
rhyming poem:
the crunch
what can we do?
a dead romance
dark night poem
Carson McCullers
congrats, Chinaski
me and Faulkner
having the flu and with nothing else to do
it was just a little while ago
what makes?
three oranges
rhyming poem:
the crunch
what can we do?
a dead romance
dark night poem
Saturday's Adventure Story as Related to Gina
August Coup: Gina, my love
I have something to tell you
samwiserox13: chlooeeeeee
Auto response from August Coup: eatin' food
but Jimmy likes me back
and I'm really happy
!!!! =D
:D
awwwwwww i'm so happy for you! that's awesome
mmhm
hehehehe how did you find out??
we're both reeally awkward
well
I sent him a letter
confessing I was madly in like with him
but I didn't use enough postage
and kept asking him if it got there yet
so then yesterday
I was out walking
and he texted me will I ever know the contents of the lost letter
so I texted back, "It was more artfully presented in the letter, but I am positively madly in like with you."
and then he replied
"That's probably the most adorable phrase I've ever heard, and it's a perfect way to say it. That's good, because I think I'm madly in like with you too. [pirate smiley AIM icon]"
=D
except not a pirate
:D
hahahaha aawwwwwww
and so then I stopped walking
and started floating
and skipping a little
XD
teeheehee
and all was wonderful
awww i'm so happy =D
and we had an awkward hug today
but it was nice
:D
hahaha that's cute =)
I know we just celebrated 3 months in our open relationship, but it'll be one year May 3rd
and Jimmy's okay with us being secret lovers
ahahaha well cool =P
i'm glad we have his approval
though it totally wouldn't matter
:P
[winky/kissy pirate smiley icon goes here]
I love winky kissy pirate smiley
heheheh yeah let me know if you ever need your facebook status back because i will gladly relinquish my my hold on it for your being happy XD
aw
thank you, darling
:)
mmhmmm *huuuuugs*
*Huuuuugs and squee*
heeheehee you get a real one on saturday (!)
hopefully
if all goes well XD
I'm so excited
finally
a real corp
!!!
also
I have a story
it's an adventure story
about a booty call
so Saturday at our first show
there was a really hot tenor kid
who looked like a Beatle
and he bent over to pick up his quads
and I turned to Stasi and said, "That kid has the most beautiful ass!"
she was just going to say the same thing
ahahahaha
so we checked him out later 'cuz they sat next to us
and then we talked about it in the girl's room
and a lady came up to us and asked us about it
and she said she was Downingtown's bus driver
XD
and she could get us his name
so I followed her to their bus
and then had to go
so I gave her my name and number to give to him
and then on the bus
perfect. lol
I got a phone call
from my brother
which sucked
but THEN!
!!!!!!
a phone call from a restricted number!!!
!!!!
SUSPENSE
So I answered, "Hi, this is Chloe. Are you the hot tenor kid from Downingtown?"
and he said, "No, this is me."
and I went
"NOOOOOOOOO! JIMMY NO!"
OH NO!
"
but it wasn't Jimmy
!!!!!!!!! oh NOOO
oh
it was Alex Morris
calling from the bus
hahahahahahahaha
and I laughed
what the hell alex morris XD
and cried
and was relieved
it was hilarious
all at the same time
hahahaha
yes
so THEN
A REAL PHONE CALL!
from the Downingtown tenor
and I answered in the same way
!!!!!
hahahahahaha
and we talked for maybe 3 minutes
that's hilarious lol
until his "boyfriend" came on the phone asking why I was asking about his "boy" being available
so then he and I talked for 4 minutes
and I said some lewd things
oh
and by the way
hahahahahahahah
I was sitting four seats behind all of the instructors who were listening
so Tom came over
next to me
oh tom. lol
and told me to ask him questions
and then halfway through the call
XD
Zack rightfully accused me of making a booty call
after the other kid hung up on me
Katie Capasso came back to where I was sitting
and said, "Their instructor just texted me..."
and she forwarded it
and it said, "which one of your girls is trying to hook up with our tenor player?"
and it was hilarious
ahahahahah that's hilarious
and it's saved forever
i can just picture katie
and then she high fived me
hahahah that's really funny
and I laughed and laughed and laughed
and everyone applauded
oh drumline.
hahahahaha
it was AWESOME
great night
sounds it XD
i'm jealous i wasn't there
sounds like a great time =P
I have to eat dinner, my love, you will be there for the stories on Saturday, but most likely, you will be the story
awwwww =P
I miss you mucho!
you're adorable
miss you too!!!
:D
<3
byeeeeee!
I have something to tell you
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but Jimmy likes me back
and I'm really happy
!!!! =D
:D
awwwwwww i'm so happy for you! that's awesome
mmhm
hehehehe how did you find out??
we're both reeally awkward
well
I sent him a letter
confessing I was madly in like with him
but I didn't use enough postage
and kept asking him if it got there yet
so then yesterday
I was out walking
and he texted me will I ever know the contents of the lost letter
so I texted back, "It was more artfully presented in the letter, but I am positively madly in like with you."
and then he replied
"That's probably the most adorable phrase I've ever heard, and it's a perfect way to say it. That's good, because I think I'm madly in like with you too. [pirate smiley AIM icon]"
=D
except not a pirate
:D
hahahaha aawwwwwww
and so then I stopped walking
and started floating
and skipping a little
XD
teeheehee
and all was wonderful
awww i'm so happy =D
and we had an awkward hug today
but it was nice
:D
hahaha that's cute =)
I know we just celebrated 3 months in our open relationship, but it'll be one year May 3rd
and Jimmy's okay with us being secret lovers
ahahaha well cool =P
i'm glad we have his approval
though it totally wouldn't matter
:P
[winky/kissy pirate smiley icon goes here]
I love winky kissy pirate smiley
heheheh yeah let me know if you ever need your facebook status back because i will gladly relinquish my my hold on it for your being happy XD
aw
thank you, darling
:)
mmhmmm *huuuuugs*
*Huuuuugs and squee*
heeheehee you get a real one on saturday (!)
hopefully
if all goes well XD
I'm so excited
finally
a real corp
!!!
also
I have a story
it's an adventure story
about a booty call
so Saturday at our first show
there was a really hot tenor kid
who looked like a Beatle
and he bent over to pick up his quads
and I turned to Stasi and said, "That kid has the most beautiful ass!"
she was just going to say the same thing
ahahahaha
so we checked him out later 'cuz they sat next to us
and then we talked about it in the girl's room
and a lady came up to us and asked us about it
and she said she was Downingtown's bus driver
XD
and she could get us his name
so I followed her to their bus
and then had to go
so I gave her my name and number to give to him
and then on the bus
perfect. lol
I got a phone call
from my brother
which sucked
but THEN!
!!!!!!
a phone call from a restricted number!!!
!!!!
SUSPENSE
So I answered, "Hi, this is Chloe. Are you the hot tenor kid from Downingtown?"
and he said, "No, this is me."
and I went
"NOOOOOOOOO! JIMMY NO!"
OH NO!
"
but it wasn't Jimmy
!!!!!!!!! oh NOOO
oh
it was Alex Morris
calling from the bus
hahahahahahahaha
and I laughed
what the hell alex morris XD
and cried
and was relieved
it was hilarious
all at the same time
hahahaha
yes
so THEN
A REAL PHONE CALL!
from the Downingtown tenor
and I answered in the same way
!!!!!
hahahahahaha
and we talked for maybe 3 minutes
that's hilarious lol
until his "boyfriend" came on the phone asking why I was asking about his "boy" being available
so then he and I talked for 4 minutes
and I said some lewd things
oh
and by the way
hahahahahahahah
I was sitting four seats behind all of the instructors who were listening
so Tom came over
next to me
oh tom. lol
and told me to ask him questions
and then halfway through the call
XD
Zack rightfully accused me of making a booty call
after the other kid hung up on me
Katie Capasso came back to where I was sitting
and said, "Their instructor just texted me..."
and she forwarded it
and it said, "which one of your girls is trying to hook up with our tenor player?"
and it was hilarious
ahahahahah that's hilarious
and it's saved forever
i can just picture katie
and then she high fived me
hahahah that's really funny
and I laughed and laughed and laughed
and everyone applauded
oh drumline.
hahahahaha
it was AWESOME
great night
sounds it XD
i'm jealous i wasn't there
sounds like a great time =P
I have to eat dinner, my love, you will be there for the stories on Saturday, but most likely, you will be the story
awwwww =P
I miss you mucho!
you're adorable
miss you too!!!
:D
<3
byeeeeee!
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Alright then. I'm really glad you're home, and I'll be happier when I get to see you tomorrow. Goodnight, Chloe. I love you so much and will only continue to love you more. Sleep well and dream better. :] <3 <3
Yes
I love you I love you I love you I love you I love yooooouuuuu! :D
Yes
You make me so happy all the time. It's almost worthless to say because words don't do it any justice. But either way I feel like I need to say how much you mean to me.
Yes
I know. Me too. It would've been nice I think. That was the best wordless hour I've had in probably forever. I love spending time with you so much. <3 :]
Yes
I can't get enough of that goofy grin. :] Get that much needed rest. Have awesome dreams and I'll see you tomorrow one way or another. I love you. <3 xoxo
Yes
Tuxeuffblllehhph. :P
Yes
I don't mean to be impatient for a response but I'm really tired. Busy afternoon I guess. I'll see you tomorrow morning. Thanks for everything you've done to make me the happiest dude in the state. :] Sleep well and sweet dreams, Chloe. I love you. <3
Yes
(Not literally at the moment, because right now I'm at my house and you're at your house...)
Yes
I don't care what people think any more now than I ever have in the past. Probably less actually, because I have everything I cold want at the moment.
Yes
Haha I thought the same thing but didn't want to be super lame! You complete me! :D I also heard many Is and Ss.
Yes
You have every right to high self-esteem. It's a shame to think you might have once upon a time had issues there. I've always known you're smart, and this year I found out how funny you are, and I can't believe it took me until recently to realize that you're fucking beautiful. It's an A+ combination.
Yes
I haven't been nearly this content in a really long time. You make me feel so awesome Chloe. I can't explain it any better than that. I know I've said it before but you just keep reminding me.
Yes
You make me very happy, Chloe Glynn. I'm not sure what is prompting this statement but it's true. I'm so glad we started hanging out this summer. :]
Yes
Haha I definitely give Capitalism and my being the son of a middle class white male props for this one. But those are isolated and are not meant to be taken out of context. Also, in feeling retrospective, I can't believe I let you turn me into a Communist.
Yes
It's all sounding great. I'm flattered that you'd like to do boring things with my future mentally handicapped self instead of something fun. Even if I won't remember any of the unspeakable things you could get away with doing to me.
Yes
Your name was just carved into a big house's new cement driveway next to mine and the date. :D
-July 28th
Yes
I was just guitar dueting with my uncle. We played wish you were here. Then i got sad. It was really cool though.
Yes
:] <3
Yes
Even prettier than before. Wish you were here.
Yes
Beautiful.
Yes
Dance!
Yes
Yeah i had a blast too. You're making this summer fantastic for me. Have a safe ride down to NC. I'll hope to hear from you soon. Sleep well. Goodnight <3 ;)
Yes
Dude same here. Its gettin tough. And I think different circles is probably right. Gotta change that. I'm willing to hang with band kids to get to you :D
Yes
Haha me neither. Anyway, definitely a solid several days. I'm really liking hanging out with you. Why haven't we in the past?
Yes
It hurt so much. I cried. I wrote them down, then went through and deleted all of them before I could change my mind.
Yes
I love you I love you I love you I love you I love yooooouuuuu! :D
Yes
You make me so happy all the time. It's almost worthless to say because words don't do it any justice. But either way I feel like I need to say how much you mean to me.
Yes
I know. Me too. It would've been nice I think. That was the best wordless hour I've had in probably forever. I love spending time with you so much. <3 :]
Yes
I can't get enough of that goofy grin. :] Get that much needed rest. Have awesome dreams and I'll see you tomorrow one way or another. I love you. <3 xoxo
Yes
Tuxeuffblllehhph. :P
Yes
I don't mean to be impatient for a response but I'm really tired. Busy afternoon I guess. I'll see you tomorrow morning. Thanks for everything you've done to make me the happiest dude in the state. :] Sleep well and sweet dreams, Chloe. I love you. <3
Yes
(Not literally at the moment, because right now I'm at my house and you're at your house...)
Yes
I don't care what people think any more now than I ever have in the past. Probably less actually, because I have everything I cold want at the moment.
Yes
Haha I thought the same thing but didn't want to be super lame! You complete me! :D I also heard many Is and Ss.
Yes
You have every right to high self-esteem. It's a shame to think you might have once upon a time had issues there. I've always known you're smart, and this year I found out how funny you are, and I can't believe it took me until recently to realize that you're fucking beautiful. It's an A+ combination.
Yes
I haven't been nearly this content in a really long time. You make me feel so awesome Chloe. I can't explain it any better than that. I know I've said it before but you just keep reminding me.
Yes
You make me very happy, Chloe Glynn. I'm not sure what is prompting this statement but it's true. I'm so glad we started hanging out this summer. :]
Yes
Haha I definitely give Capitalism and my being the son of a middle class white male props for this one. But those are isolated and are not meant to be taken out of context. Also, in feeling retrospective, I can't believe I let you turn me into a Communist.
Yes
It's all sounding great. I'm flattered that you'd like to do boring things with my future mentally handicapped self instead of something fun. Even if I won't remember any of the unspeakable things you could get away with doing to me.
Yes
Your name was just carved into a big house's new cement driveway next to mine and the date. :D
-July 28th
Yes
I was just guitar dueting with my uncle. We played wish you were here. Then i got sad. It was really cool though.
Yes
:] <3
Yes
Even prettier than before. Wish you were here.
Yes
Beautiful.
Yes
Dance!
Yes
Yeah i had a blast too. You're making this summer fantastic for me. Have a safe ride down to NC. I'll hope to hear from you soon. Sleep well. Goodnight <3 ;)
Yes
Dude same here. Its gettin tough. And I think different circles is probably right. Gotta change that. I'm willing to hang with band kids to get to you :D
Yes
Haha me neither. Anyway, definitely a solid several days. I'm really liking hanging out with you. Why haven't we in the past?
Yes
It hurt so much. I cried. I wrote them down, then went through and deleted all of them before I could change my mind.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
I Kissed a Girl
The worst part of this song has nothing to do with sexuality, but the fact that Katy Perry used the other girl.
"No, I don't even know your name
It doesn't matter,
You're my experimental game
Just human nature..."
It doesn't matter,
You're my experimental game
Just human nature..."
It required human interaction. The owner of cherry chap-stick kissed a girl too. Perry was a little drunk. Was the other girl? I wonder how she felt. It reminds me of Frankenstein. This is how asshole boys are supposed to feel.
Friday, February 20, 2009
I Love the Whole World
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