The Past, Present, and Future

Past: finished school. Only one of the three (out of over 200) that's going to IB. Mitch and Graham stopped talking though Mitchell is staying with the band around this fall. Found my summer reading assignment and I think it only appears scary. Already read one of the books before so I'm just gonna reread. Michael Jacobs broke up with Chelsi for going to IB.

Present: band's okay. Working. Cleaning for the birthday party this monday night at my place. Family and bestfriends Chelsi and Sam. Makes me think about last year and what was happening. Buying the things I need for my second summer of TIP. It's gonna be love love love. Phone dying internally and will be replacing/fixing it this monday as well. Can't lose my pictures. That'd destroy me completely. Kinda writing but not. Don't feel the need. New project for the one-year but not saying what it is just yet. He can find out for himself. Getting back to normal emotionally (if you can consider this normal. I don't know.), I think. Does hanging up on your boyfriend consitute as normal? Watched B. Button. Kinda creepy. Love music. Next song for the show is Blvd. of Broken Dreams, Green Day. Weston and I are doing the FOB (okay just Patrick) cover of Akon's "Don't Matter". Lots of love 'cause it's easy. Can't wait for so many summer things...

Future: birthday in exactly 3 days, give or take some hours. I can't buy anything new because of this and I hate that Sims 3 came out and I can't get it yet to waste my time with. The sleepover with Chels and Sam shall be amazing. We all love that girl bonding time. It totally rules to basically live a single life yet not really be single. Totally rules (most of the time). My top picks for birthday present (friends or family): Grestch Stump-o-Matic Corvette electric guitar, a visit from Graham, or Sims 3. Dress rehearsal for recital is on my birthday, this coming tuesday. The recital itself is wednesday the 17th. Yay... TIP next month. Yay!!! Plan to get new music. Will missing the past come into play? The uncomplicated-before-Mitchell-and-cheating-and-still-wanting-the-physical-even-though-I-know-it's-wrong past?

Whoa. Music in my ears. I'm thinking of two pictures before sleep:

Right Now, Tonight

Graham and Mitchell are talking. Or at least, they were. What a big big big mess we are going to have here... This is what happens when you're just not strong enough at the moment. And I regret this. <3 Luna

Whoa.

Band's okay. Mitch quit, but no one seems too sad about that. Way too much drama there...

I'm not going to say anything that's happened relating to Mitchell in the past week or so. If Graham wants to post a comment to tell, he's welcome to.

Three days left, one being graduation itself. It's scary, knowing this part of my life is over, and yet it feels so right to leave it all behind. Positive and negative ghosts haunt the campus, but doesn't that happen everywhere?

A little over a week until my birthday. Excitement or no? The only thing I want for it is impossible to get because his dad says that my birthday is too close to TIP for a visit. I say that, with everything that's happened, let the visit commence. Uck...

Music has been ringing through my ears every night. Can't wait for summer so I can just listen all the time. What melodies can do for the soul is just amazing...

Poor, poor Weston and his past with Sara...

Gotta go; Marshall's run for dance pants.

Speaking of dance: fourth year trophy says "Lyrical, Jazz, Pointe, Tap, Competition, and Assistant Teacher"

<3 Luna

Band Update

There is an issued band meeting today. Finally...

Okay, so it's really a pool party that Weston wormed me into, but hey I'll take any way of getting a meeting in. No sleep because a) my cell was ringing with texts and calls and b) Graham thought it was a real good idea to call my house at midnight. Yeah. And my mom, with the experience of no good calls come in late at night *cough-last summer-cough*, thought someone was dying. And when she read the caller ID, saw it was Graham, and spoke, he hung up. Not good today. Oh well. Meeting at 1 and I have to go to the store to pick up a bass amp for Mitchell on my way over. This is going to be interesting. <3 Luna

Band Meeting

Practice was cancelled yesterday because Weston decided to flip out on his grandmother repeatedly. Great...

We can't decide on songs to do because we're never together. And now that all the band spots have been filled, we need to decide on a name. Which we can't do because we all aren't together ever. We had a mini band meeting Friday, but without our lead guitarist Taylor and Mitchell was only there for his lesson. So Weston and I walked around, just talking.

I'm not at liberty to say what happened, but he's gone through alot of life pain.

7 days left of school. 7 days until the summer. Then another month or so until TIP again. It's going to be heaven. Really, it is. Plans for the off days of this summer are just to write alot, catch up on sleep, read the required reading for IB (which no one has been able to find), and get band practice in, whether alone or together. And start saving up for my Grestch Stump-o-matic Corvette electric. It's amazing. And going to take forever to save up. Ugh...

Spent all day yesterday shopping. My feet are killing me. And when I say all day, I mean all day. From noon to 6; then my mom, stepdad, stepsister, her boyfriend, and I ate dinner to catch Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian. It was hysterical, but what killed it was having the Jonas Brothers in it. God, they disgust me...

Still listening to music at all times. It's my only way out of reality, and I take any breaks I can get.

Sam has convinced Chelsi not to do IB and stay with her at Mitchell. The only reason Sam's even doing Mitchell is to stay with her boyfriend, who's probably just going to break up with her anyway. She and Chelsi won't even have any classes together, while if they both went to IB, all three of us would have probably a majority of classes together. Sam's said on numerous occasions how Chelsi and I are her only friends. Why would she go to a school where she doesn't know anyone, or everyone hates her, for a boyfriend that doesn't appreciate the sacrifice?

Whatever, it's their decision, it's their life. Now all I have to worry about is Sherron going to IB, since we aren't exactly friends...

Let me say one thing on that: the only reason Sam and I said those things to her was for her to get the message of "we don't appreciate the way you friend-hop". It wasn't to be mean, it wasn't for her to feel bad, we just needed a way for her to get it, considering we tried in every other way. I know that it was wrong to sink to her level, but that's the only way she'd ever understand.

My mom has a twitter account and she wants to find mine. Uh oh...

The key in life is love of all kinds. And what other people don't get is that there are many types of love.

It's 8:12 this morning; shower, listen to music while getting dressed, talk to Graham/Mitchell (about band practice ideas), write.

<3 Luna