I Got Excited For This?

So this weekend was amazing, for one particular reason: Purple Tranzam. Mark it. It'll be a household name in no time. Aaron Gosnell, B.J. Pearce, Danny Dallstream, and Chaning Marsh make up this magnificant band. They practice their ass off. They memorize new songs each concert, and they rock them all. Last night...oh em gee....most fun I've had so much. For a while it made me happy. Now, however, after jumping up and down, headbanging and screaming my head off in the mosh pit made up of most of my friends, I am now faced with the prospect of school. And i am now sad, depressed, and pessimistic.

The first week...it just kicked my ass. I guess it always does, because I'm not used to it, but that doesn't make it much easier to bear. My classes are okay, I at least get to chill with my friends, but it's like...I miss summer. I miss getting to hang out with people whenever I want. I mean, I know that I have to slow down some time, but really, couldn't I do it without the homework? Couldn't I do it without having to put up with dumbshits and annoying people?

Plus it's like...the only highlight of my day is Journalism. I still love it. I miss Emma, Caitlin, Wilson, Jordan, Angie, and Ellen like MAD, but I still look forward to it every day. It's all review though, so I'm kind of bored. Idea sheets are due Wednesday. What's the best I forget about it until Tuesday night?

Otherwise...there's not much out there. I have to start volunteering, because it looks good on college scholarships. I have to get a job, to pay for gas and any whims i may have. I have to, I have to, I have to. This, that, everything. There's not much mean time. Plus I just know that Pre-Calc is going to murder me this year. Plus ACTs and SATs and the PSAE. Plus I have to pick a college.

Junior year...it just sucks so far, from my view point. Maybe I'm just seeing it wrong, but it's just gonna be work, work, work, try to make time for friends, work, work, have fun sometimes, etc.

Homecoming will hopefully be awesome. I'm excited now. I'm dreading the slow songs though. Especially if He-Who-Must-Remain-Just-A-Friend-Now goes with someone. Idk if I'm ready for that. I know I'm not ready for that. I need to stay away from him, but it's hard, because we have the same friends, and quite frankly, I miss him too much.

I dunno, I just have too much on my mind. And I don't see it getting any better. I hope it gets better. Otherwise, seriously, FML.

Song of the Blog: "American Pie" by Don McLean