let's get outta this place while we still have time

Spring break is coming to an end, and the end is gonna be horrible. I so do NOT wanna go back to school. But so far... I've been on a picnic, gone to the beach, had a couple sleepovers (haha), explored, and finally I went to the meat packing plant.


Tomorrow I'm going to eat dinner with my family for Easter. That'll be nice. But it's also the day before school starts again :(. I still have a compare/contrast paper to write because my first one was horrible.

Oh well. I don't know what I'm gonna do with the rest of my day. Probably nothing...

Worry often gives small things a big shadow...

Today was great. I went and saw Alice in Wonderland (in 3D!!) with Lindsey and Britton. Then we made spaghetti at my house, and then we watched Precious.


It's great days like these that make me worry about the future. It's like sometimes, I'm so sure about everything and I just want to grow up and get out of here. But on rare occasions such as this one, I don't want to grow up. I want time to freeze. I mean really, where did this year go? I have 2 months left as a junior in high school. Then I'll be a freaking senior. That is so scary. I'll be applying to colleges and all that crap. This is my second to last spring break...

Ugh. I hate thinking about it. In a year, I'll be two months away from graduating. Thinking about it that way doesn't make it seem so close. A whole year. That's a long time. A lot can happen in a year. A lot of things are gonna change. I really, really don't want them to. I want time to freeze right now and stay like this forever. Spring break of my junior year, constantly. That would be great.

Maybe it's just the full moon making me feel weird. I hope so.

Spring break?

It's Saturday... And I'm sitting at home doing nothing. It's pretty awesome.

But instead of complaining about today, I'll talk about yesterday.

Yesterday I went on a picnic with Lindsey Logan and Britton. The sammiches were good and it was fun watching Lindsey freak out when we fed the birds. Someone came up with the idea to go paddle boating (probably me), so we all put in some money and did that. The man at the building where you pay was probably 80 years old. He was really nice. They didn't accept debit so he put us on the "honors system" and just told us to come back with the money after the boat ride. And then he asked us to think about the purpose of life while we were out there and tell him what we thought when we got back. Honestly, I didn't really but that much thought into it. But on a boring day like today my thoughts keep wandering back to it.

So what is the purpose of life? Lindsey told him "to live it." Which apparently was wrong. I thought that was kind of cliché anyhow. I wanna know what that man thinks the meaning of life is. I'm sure he's got a pretty good idea. I wish I would have thought to ask him...

If I ever think of something I'm sure I'll post it here. Not that anyone will read it... Haha.

Desperate for some kind of contact

Life is really just kind of weird right now. But luckily, Spring Break just started. I love springtime. It's so awesome outside. The only thing that sucks is the return of allergies and wasps... But everything else is awesome. I love the sun. I love going to the dock in the middle of a warm day. I love going on walks with or without my doggy.


But with every good thing comes at least twelve bad ones... Tonight hasn't been so great. Everyone is getting mad at me for the stupidest reasons. It's nights like these when I really miss my uncle. And when I really think about going to Alabama. I can't do that though. One more year and I'll be out of here! I can't wait to go to college. A lot of people are getting denied to State, so I highly doubt I'll get to go there, which is kind of where I really want to go now. If I don't get in I'll probably go to ECU. I dunno...

I totally aced this AFM midterm today. It was awesome. I knew like, all but 3 problems. I hope I did good in there. I get so sick of it. That's why I never go. School just annoys me; it's always the same. Especially the people part of it. I really don't like people.

I wanna move to France. For some reason, I feel like people wouldn't be so downright hateful over there. But maybe they would be, cause I'm American. Whatever.

Goodnight Moon.

shakedown, 1979

Everything has been great lately. Everything.
Let's see...

Today I went to PCJ and read some more of The Mission. It is so good. I don't know what I'm going to do when I finish it, 'cause Jason Myers hasn't written any other books yet besides Exit Here, which I already finished and loved. I really like coffee shops.

Prom is in April. Lindsey keeps telling me she wants to buy my ticket and crap cause she knows I don't have the money for it, but I won't let her. She says it's her last prom and she needs it to be special. I can't let her pay for me though. I secretly wanna go really bad, but I don't let her know that.

My art has hit a standstill. I feel like maybe I just need some new paints or something. Or maybe I'm done with the art phase. I never really thought I was that good anyways. I don't really do much of anything anymore. I never go to school... I hope I don't fail. I need to go every day until Spring Break but that's just really, really hard for me. I waste all of my days away now. But I don't mind. At all. Actually, I prefer it this way.

This morning I woke up and I just felt dead. Lindsey was supposed to pick me up but she didn't because she also felt dead. We both went back to sleep. She went to school for third and I just stayed home all day. It was like, I would stand up and then I'd feel like I was gonna pass out.

Motion City Soundtrack just came out with a new album called My Dinosaur Life, and I really want it. Or just some iPod headphones so I can put it on there. I don't even know where my iPod is actually.

That's all I have to say for now. Bye!

It's Valentine's Day

I always think to myself, what if all I had to do to fall in love was stand under an umbrella with someone? In Japan, standing under an umbrella with someone is as much of a symbol of love as a heart is in America. Kinda weird. I mean, sharing an umbrella isn't really something you associate with love... I keep trying to remember someone that I've stood under an umbrella with, but no one comes to mind, so I guess that means I've never fallen in love. That's not a bad thing though.


Wait. I just remembered one time I was waiting for the bus and the assistant principal shared her umbrella with me because it was raining. Awesome... Gross.

So yeah, Happy Valentine's Day and all that stuff. I kinda wish I had a legit valentine, but then again it's not that important to me. Seeing people happy makes me happy, so I'm good. That was a total lie. Did it sound good? Seeing people happy and holding hands and kissing and junk actually pisses me off, 'cause they've got what I can't have. But - it's whatever.

Goodnight!
P.S. - It snowed in Wilmington. 3 inches!

Man.

Excuse me while I rant. Thanks.

It's like life can't get going any faster. I'm ready to go to college. I'm ready to live breathe and eat art. Well maybe not eat.

But at the same time, I find myself to truly be enjoying this semester of high school. AP Language/Composition may be my favorite. Or French 3. Definitely not Advanced Functions, which should basically just be called Algebra 3.

Yesterday in AP Lang I wrote a timed essay and I was super confident in it. I only got a 4/9. Which is still a 90 on the AP scale that Tolhurst is using right now, but still! I thought I at least pulled out a 6... Tomorrow I think we're going to start watching The Incredibles and delve into the themes and crap about movies. Which isn't necessarily bad, I think I may even take a film class in college!

I'm a teacher assistant third period, and I really enjoy grading papers and sitting at the teacher's desk, texting and doing homework. It's great. I wish I could do it next year too, but next year's gonna be jam-packed. 8 classes! That means no early release. But 3 of those 8 are going to be art classes, which will be awesome.

Speaking of art, I really want a hard-bound sketchbook and some charcoal pencils. I'm going to the art museum Saturday with a couple of friends and we're taking our sketchbooks. The only problem with that is my sketchbook doesn't really exist right now, but hopefully someday after school this week I can swing by the art store and grab some and a pack of charcoal pencils!

I've recently become addicted to Starbucks. I never thought it'd be me... The coffee-hater. I really don't like coffee. But all of a sudden all I ever want is a Mocha Frap or a Java Chip... Mmmm.

I think I've rambled enough for now. I haven't written in a long time so maybe this sort of makes up for it...

Bientot!
Alex