Hardkore Tambourine

Well, I don't know what to tell you. I've actually been avoiding this post lately. (It's the 80th, by the way). I sat with my internet open on the "Create New Page" page for a couple of hours last night. Obviously I never accomplished anything. Well we'll start from the last post and work our way up. Shall we? We shall.

Remedy Drive. They should really be the basis of most of my posts, they're very much deserving of it. But alas, they aren't THAT interesting Melanie...(they are, but we don't need to go there). The album is great and amazing live, as predicted. I met them all at LifeLight and they are friendly and gregarious (take that Klawonn!), as they were last time. I was just more knowledgeable as to what their names are.


Underoath. *cough* Lost In The Sound Of Separation...despite the general lack of Aaron Gillespie (other than his preeminent drumming skillz) it pretty much makes you want to rip off your face and stick your skull in acid bath. In a good way. I don't know what else to say, the love of Underoath only applies to a select few, so most of you probably aren't reading this at all.

HEY COME BACK! You should really leave a comment if you came back. Wow. That was so lame. Moving on... (But really, I like comments).

LifeLight. Despite my mysterious, cadaverous sickness, it was a blasty-blast. The Family Force 5 mosh left me in a less-than-appealing state, 'specially after dry heaving...twice. Well, thats what you get for attempting to leave during Luv Addict. Seeing FF5 twice left me in a state of adoration, though. Their album Dance Or Die is currently floating around at the top of my playlists. I also got to see Remedy Drive twice. They were great, I really don't want to describe with words. Or feelings. I'm just so glad I got to see one of my most favorite bands again. They should be coming back to Sioux Falls again in the near future too! I'll be there!


Well, in school, I'm maintaining my 4.0 GPA as far as I know and such. It's going well, I guess. I sometimes feel bad though, learning and acing stuff and things just comes so easy for me. But I guess that makes up for my complete lack of being capable of doing anything else. Like boys...or dancing...like having a date at winter formal. *glare* You know who you are. And if you don't know what I'm talking about, just pity me, please...

What is Melanie listening to right now?: Radiator - Family Force 5
See what I mean?
See you again in about a month!

Statue of Shame

Well, the end of freshman year is quickly coming to an end. I've had a bit of free time to reflect on what the end of the year really means to me, and it is quite surprising what I've discovered. (Yes, I can do sappy posts too. Alissa...) I actually do not mind school. Sure, I'd rather sleep in and then listen to my iPod all day, but learning new things aren't that bad either. God only knows what kind of social life I'd have with out my educational career. Glancing into the future, tomorrow and Friday are our two Semester test days, also half-days. So that means today was our last day for Ad-Room (well, I'll be seeing them for another three years...) study and lunch. That latter two I'll really miss. And, some of my classes weren't all that bad. Speech was great, I'm sure I'll really miss Mrs. Wallenberg, seeing what Klawonn was like... and my Algebra class was always endless entertainment. Well, great memories are sure to come from Sophomore year as well. At least we all won't be underunderclassmen anymore. Just underclassmen...

All I have to say right now is that Sweater Guy better show up the next two days. Afterall, I won't be seeing him, probably ever again. Although he can feel free to fail semester tests and stay with us all for another year...

It's scary to think that in three years (some of us) will be going off to college. I don't want high school to go this fast.

Sorry to ramble on about school, but that's what's on my mind right now.

Days Until the Panic at the Disco Concert: 17

What is Melanie listening to right now?: A Beautiful Lie - 30 Seconds to Mars