Instantly Win!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Yay...internet! I'm back! I know you all had a horrible interneting experience without me, so I'm here again to relieve you! Not like that! Do the exclamation points make everything I say more exciting?! I think so!! There were TWO on that one!

Well, if you couldn't tell, my internet is fixed and we've also added about 600 channels to one of our TVs...the magic of Midco...So now I'll post something nice for you all. I don't have the time or attention span to update you on my life since May 20th 'til now, so I'll just give you a list for now:

• I got a job at Camp Leif Ericson and it sucks.
• Horses suck.
  
• I haven't gotten paid yet and it sucks.
• My mother is keeping a list of everything I buy and I have to pay her back with money I haven't earned yet...and it sucks.
• I'm about $300 in debt courtesy of the above bullet.
• It sucks.
  
• The Panic At The Disco concert was AMAZING!
• I can now legally drive by myself between the hours of 6 a.m. to 10 p.m.
• Black is the new black.
• Camp Rock is the typical Disney Channel Original Movie but it has *cringe* made me a kinda-sorta Jonas *cringe* Brothers fan...*cringe*
• But they're all still ugly.
• There's a guy who works at camp who's the spitting image of Kevin Jonas...
• My Powerspace sunglasses came in the mail! I was super excited for them!
• Today one of my Powerspace sunglasses got stepped on by a horse...and survived.
• Silly plastic sunglasses are indestructable.
• I left said Powerspace sunglasses at camp...
  
• I got a new DS and Pokemon Diamond.
  
• I got a cell phone. Most of you probably know that. So the last month and five days haven't been entirely wasted on Pokemon

Well, that should hold you over until I have something new to say... Until next time...

What is Melanie listening to right now?: Solo Impala (Take The Money And Run) - The Fashion
...and the little noise the MSN window makes when Kaitlyn types something

Fancy Guitar Chugga-Chuggas

Why have I not been posting as of late? The real question is WHY DON'T I HAVE PANIC TICKETS?!? I'm gonna be SOOOOO pissed when they're sold out without a nice seat/floor space for Melanie. Beyond the fact that everyone will be going to two concerts that weekend, I will be alone - possibly not even going to one. At least I'll have Alissa to pout with. Let's all cross our fingers that she'll be able to join the rave in Council Bluffs, minus the electronic dance music and ecstasy. (Well, I could be surprised at what Pretty. Odd. will sound like...or what designer drugs are used in Iowa.)

It's been a pretty good week. I finished my English project and gave the presentation of said English project...AND DIDN'T FAIL! Which is always good. I also didn't have to give a speech or write one this weekend. I had no homework, therefore allowing me to have a social life again. Too bad me and the little satan were home alone all weekend, thus limiting above-mentioned social life. Oh, and she had a child. What does that make me, an aunt? Ick.

I've driven a few times since we last...read. I almost killed me and my mom and the groceries on our driveway. That would be why there's a giant Prius-shaped indentation in our snowbank - going UP the hill. Who put that snow there anyway?

I really need to watch more movies. I'm thinking DVR. Free movies On Demand = hours of entertainment. And they're cheaper than buzzing out to see what's playing locally. Since they're free.

More random thoughts next time...

What is Melanie listening to right now?: Shameless - All Time Low
P.S. Ryanguy thinks I'm cute. E for EMO!

We Love You, Goodnight

So this is my blog. Made for prolix rambling, the emo-ness all bottled up in a small, dark phial being spilled out in a large, seeping, bloody wrist-cut-by-a-razor kind of way, the traumatic events of high school typed onto the page, and where all the juicy gossip (yeah, right) is...juiced out onto the web. There's a few things you need to know first.

1. If you're one in my (what shall we call it, a posse?), you'll understand the strange things I say. If you laughed at posse, then consider yourself in the group. If not, go away you pedophile.

3. Leave comments. They will make my happy. Or infinitely sad. Remember, treat people the way you want to be, or don't say anything at all. Something along those lines...

4. Ignore my ongoing obsessions if they bother you. Eventually you won't even notice. *wink*

I couldn't think of anything else to write. Those sound more like rules than guidelines. Or "a few things you need to know first." Oh well. Have fun and enjoy yourself here as much as I probably will blogging about...things...

What is Melanie listening to write now?: Camisado - Panic! at the Disco
Heh, did you guys catch the two hidden things?