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11/22/09 10:34 pm

Music to Get:
The Crooked Vultures
Katey Perry

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1/10/09 03:38 pm

MTV IS REMAKING ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW! I'M GOING TO KILL SOMEONE!

YOU CAN'T REMAKE A CULT CLASSIC! ESPECAILLY NOT ROCKY!!!

I'm protesting.

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pissed off

5/31/07 09:24 pm

These are the times for the show at the Coffeehouse.

June 2nd
4:00-11:45
Only $4

Stage One
4:15 Solstice
5:00 Blonde Girls
5:45 Ella Meno
6:30 Escaping Grace
7:15 DNR
8:00 Roof Top Trio
8:45 Donora
9:30 Shade
10:15 Keep Your Nose Clean
11:00 Resistors

Stage Two
4:15 Can't Remember
5:00 Beeblo
5:45 Templar
6:30 Annasay
7:15 Caroli
8:00 The Shuttle Cocks
8:45 The Innocent
9:30 Like Summer
10:15 Heart 2 Hart

2/1/07 11:49 pm - yay!

Someone started a new "You know you go to PR when..." list.

Love it or hate it, you know you went to PR when...

You memorized the days the cafeteria serves popcorn and spicy chicken.

You never used the library, just so you could avoid Mrs. Howe and her Pathfinders.

You know what pickleball is and the madness it causes. You’ve also probably challenged Coach Koss, Connor, Wolf, or Brauer to a game.

You’ve heard the same Mr. Williams’ jokes about Bill Clinton, Mr. Wiskeman, and Osama Bin Laden about a million times.

You’ve fallen asleep and played paper football in the LGI room but still have no idea what LGI stands for.

You do know what CSA stands for.

The phrase “Will you please report to Room 116 at this time?” is forever stuck in your head. And it annoys the shit out of you.

You’ve slept through a class on the couch in the Student Council room.

You know that “sharpening the pencil” doesn’t refer to the refining of your writing instrument, but rather the fact that the school administration decided to skip buying paper, pencils, pens, chalk and other useful classroom items so they could build a sweet stadium. And you have no problem with it.

Whenever you came to school late, you got a pass from the Guidance Office so you wouldn’t have to take a tardy.

You know people from NA, Mars, and Hampton are pricks, hicks, and dicks, respectively.

You went to the Pep Rallies just to see Mrs. Howe take a pie to the face.

You’ve gone to Sheetz multiple times in one night and seen everyone you know there each time.

Your locker got tagged during a drug dog “lockdown” for no reason other than your gym clothes being in there for a week.

You’ve fallen asleep in any class taught by Wisk.

You’ve skipped all your classes to play dodgeball the day before Christmas or Summer break. Or you remember the Great Dodgeball Ban (let’s play softball instead) of 2005.

You once had a "Friday Folder."

Your middle school principal used to be a cheerleader for the Dallas Cowboys.

You sold your soul to get people to buy magazines so you could get a free lunch at Wendy's or at least a bag of lollipops.

You took speedreading with Mrs. Forsyth but never actually learned to read faster. Instead you read Hatchet 3 or 4 times.

You know where "the intersection" is and that it's a bitch to get through after lunch. It's even worse than the light at the intersection of Route 8 and 910.

School wasn't delayed or cancelled unless Gibsonia resembled the movie "Day After Tomorrow."

You know you go to Pine Richland when you have to gain government documents, written approval from the priciple, and your passport to get into the library.

Water bottles were more than just something to drink out of.

You suffered through all the "boo-hisses", "snafus", and that awful mothball smell in Mz. Boyer's class. And don't even think about calling her Mrs. or Miss or she will eat you alive.

Most of the bathrooms (especially in the atrium and upstairs) look like they were designed for Oompa Loompas.

If the lunch ladies suddenly burst into song, it did not surprise you. Also, you spent at least 30 bucks buying cakes for people when it wasn't their birthday.

Thanks to his speeches, you know that ORick "knows where you go after football games, homecoming, and prom." Also, you have seen the "drug box."

You know you went to PR when you took every detention throughout high school under a fake name and nobody ever noticed.

the school runs out of paper halfway through the school year cause the football team needed new lockers

you know your from pine richland when on the last day of highschool, you can run up behind skiba, slap him hard on the ass, and he just looks at you and says, get to class.

You jammed to "Poker Nights" and "Suburban Wyte" on a nightly basis.
http://www.purevolume.com/suburbanwyte
M to the G is the one "rappin" haha aka Mike Grady
http://www.purevolume.com/albums/theriversidepa/carlos
"poker nights" by the riverside (pa)

you know that richland is the better half of the school district, and everybody from pine is dumb, fat, and slow.

you know you went to pr when BJ Cole tells you your showing "too much shoulder" and makes you put a sweat shirt over you "over 2 inches thick" tank top

... you walk in to CSA for a late note to class... then if Connlly said no you asked once more... firmly.... if it was still a no then you went to the guidence office.

You know you went to PR when u lost all respect for CMU after being in one of Florjian's classes.

when all of your friends have nice cars and their parents pay for all there gas. but u dont.

when u needed a government pass and three refferences just to go to the library only to find out u that is not open for walk-ins today

skipping class to join your friend's lunch period

when mr. devinni would NEVER look you in the eye

You know you went to PR if you've ever attended an RYF dance....

when you have english teachers that make up ridiculous life stories about themselves

... when you learned more about football in an average day than academic stuff

PR... the only place you can suck a cookie through a straw.

how about you know you went to pr if you take pride in the fact that you basically gave the administration the finger for a week by simply carrying around a water bottle

or when the bathroom is coverd in dips or porps, or cuttin the entire lunch line so u can just hide half ur food under ur tray and save 3 bucks

Or when you've been hit on by Mr. Florijan or one of the other many sick ass pedofiles in our school...

Spoons and forks are not only a practical eating untensil, but also a fabulous hairpiece.

you get flipped out on for playing "Full contact WWE smackdown thumb wrestling" in the cafeteria

you know which water fountain is the "warm one"

you remember every saying on SRTA. BOVES Che posters

you no longer have a backpack, but now have a messenger bag

Remember when AJ Burgess asked Kelsey Ballance to homecomming..

You knew every person that slashed the bus tires the day after; the administration however...

you know your from PR when you love Mr. Maybury's "Voice of God" speaches over the intercom in the afternoon

When you've heard a rumor about what happened in the TV room during Crazy for You cast party, even though you know noone was there

When you hear people talking about produce down the hall, you know that it's only Mr. Dolphin

You've hidden under the stairs to skip a class

You know the BRIGHT RED MOONBOOTS were frequented only by Amelia Mango

you know what Jesse Maroweg did to his prom date in lunch

You know you go to PR when you bought amanda randaza for senior sellout for $220

Toa for pope?

you came to Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat just to see Ben Reed

you know where the greenhouse is

If you can find Corcetti.

You know you go to PR when you heard about the goldfish in the LGI but never saw or smelled them like everyone else did.

You know the only thing more painful than six inches in gym, is when you walk from a pitch-black planetarium to the incredibly bright hallway.

When stepping on paintballs in the hallways isn't uncommon

when you've tripped on the steps at least twice

when your health teacher lives in her own fantasy world where she's actually healthy.

...and knows at least one person with each disorder you talk about in class...

......and makes you WANT to do drugs just so her voice will get out of your head...

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1/2/07 10:05 pm

So this is me... Posting a letter to Tex in hopes that maybe one day he will find it.

Dear Tex,

What happened to us? What happened to everything we had? I don't understand, you know. I don't get why we can't talk anymore. I'm not very happy about it, in case you haven't noticed. In fact I'm kinda to the point where I wake up in the morning, thinking I have nothing to get out of bed for. I don't know why. I guess I just really miss you. Why is it that I have so much to tell you, but I can't tell you, because you won't talk to me? Why won't you talk to me? I know, we haven't really gotten the chance to talk, but you could at least stop when I'm asking you something in the hall. It's really fucking rude to barely even glance at me when I say your name.

I don't get you anymore. I don't know who you are anymore. You used to be this, amazing, funny, sweet, caring guy who absolutely loved life and never wanted to hurt me. What happened to that? What happened to you? Now I hear stories of you smoking cigars and putting your arm around girls who used to annoy the crap out of you. I understand that people change, but why did you have to change for the worse? I don't like who you are anymore. I don't like you at all.

How could you hurt me like this? How could you just act like I'm nothing to you, and I have always been nothing to you? You're trying to pretend that we never had anything. You're trying to act like we never met. And that's not fair. You know we had something. You know you used to love me and I used to love you. Don't deny it, I know you know it was there. It was there, and it was real.

Do you remember the way you used to look at me? It was like... you'd be perfectly fine if I was the only person you were with for the rest of your life. There was so much love there, so much affection. Where did that go? And why did I suddenly stop being beautiful to you and was just "sexy"? And to think you swear you never used me. Do you remember talking about how many kids we wanted, and what career we wanted to take up? Do you remember telling me that we had to make it through your college years? Do you remember anything?

Breaking up with me over the phone was really low. Really fucking low. I felt like you weren't respecting me at all. Nine months together, and did I really mean so little to you that you didn't even have the balls to break up with me in person? You're a coward. You are such a fucking coward. It hurts that I never got to really say goodbye. I'm still... still waiting for you to call back and say you're sorry and you don't know what you were thinking.

I've asked you so many times if we could please stop ignoring each other. And ever time you said "Yeah. Oh yeah, we'll stop.". Liar. If you don't want to talk to me... okay, but at least give me a reason. At least stop lying. Hearing you say that we'll talk to each other again, and then passing you in the hall and not have you even look at me... that's worse then just saying you don't want to talk to me. Tell me the truth, Tex. Stop lying. I can't even count how many lies you've told me, but please, let me know the truth. I know it's going to hurt, but I want the truth from you more then anything else.

Do you think it's pathetic I had to write this? Because I do. You've left so many things unanswered, and refuse to talk to me so... You'll never see this. You'll never hear this. But at least it's here. At least I have it. And if I ever snap, you'll finally know how I feel.

Love Always,
Emily

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10/14/06 08:57 pm

haven't updated in a long time so here we go:

The Homecoming dance was really good. It was really nice to see Lauren, Greg, and Wes again. Wes was really fun to go with. During Sandstorm, it's tradition that everyone moshes and crowd surfs, and so I went up on Wes's shoulders, and the lady was yanking me down! I hate that bitch! It was the same one that yelled at Casey that once in Wisk's class. And I think it's really funny that Wes knows all the words to the song "Everytime We Touch" and I don't.

Yesterday was fun. Stayed after school like always. WE played keep away with a rubber ball =] . Oh, I miss playing keep away. It used to end up being me against Tex while the rest of the drumline half watched, half made fun of Lauren, and Lauren just stood there with her hands on her hips saying "My name is not Cupcakes!". It was me and Emily Sisk against John and Steve. Yay Steve. Then we had an hour bus ride, which was boring cause Zack didn't bring his CD player. And then the game was really cold, but it was fun. We're still undefeated! And on the bus ride home, I was sitting with John, and I got cold, so he put his arm around me. And then he fell asleep, but I couldn't cause it was too bumpy.

And today I sat at home being depressed all day. God I miss him.

Current Music: Johnny B. Goode

Current Mood:

depressed