What Has Happened?

Have decided to not blog anymore. It takes up too much effort to sign on here, type out at least 3 long paragraphs about life, and then be on my way. That, and personally I prefer the written word. Like, on paper. So this is my goodbye, but for those of you that stay interested in my life, or at least in this blog, my Twitter is no longer private so it can be read by those of you that either think tweeting is pointless and stupid or just don't want an account. http://twitter.com/lunahowell See ya there. <3 Luna

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:

Early.

Third or fourth night without sleep this week. I feel perfectly fine.

I'm going to say it because it's driving me crazy and I have to say something: IacoGwmbM.

Good luck figuring it out.

Show last week went really well. We have practice this Saturday (Weston's place) at 1:30 and Mitchell, our bassist, has decided to propose the idea of a movie for all four of us afterwards; suggestion sounds good and I'm only going for it if it stays with that Night at the Museum sequel. Looks good. We're also going to discuss bandnames and songs to learn next. And, apparently, I'm going to get thrown in the pool. By Weston, for pushing him in when he let the basketball go into the water and no one could reach it. I did not push him in; he fell.

Worried about what happened last night. I'll find out sometime today I guess.

What was said in that fake fight in that fake scene still hurts. I know some of it was true, regardless of what Graham says. What hurts worse, and these inflictions are still "bleeding", is that he's been lying to me. About cutting. Again.

During the past month in which we've been fighting he cut twice and lied to my face about it. It isn't the cutting that makes me the most upset, though it is upsetting. It's the lying I can't stand. He's...... I don't know. The score of broken promises is 5 and 5; I'd like to keep it that way.

Never going to my dad's again and am telling him tonight that I mean it. Finally.

Still writing alot of acrostics and free verse. More later, I guess.

10 days left of school. I'm flipping. I can't wait.

*smiles* Big things at dance class, we hope.

Okay. It's 5:43 and I should probably go take a shower or blast my music really loud and dance around to Red Jumpsuit Apparatus.

5.5 on FCAT Writes. It's effing rigged, I swear, but I'm still going to that YMCA pool thing tomorrow instead of school. I'll just sit there and write. Or hang with Sammy. Haven't decided yet. The Geometry exams are next week and I have a Circles test this Friday. I'm screwed.

Too much running around in my head. I should put it on paper but I won't. It's too scary for the world to see.

Mr. Stump, you sure know how to distract a lady.

<3 Luna