Everyone's Looking For a Leave

I really don't have anything interesting to post about, but I'll ramble for anyone who reads this. I'm still not completely recovered from whatever's been ailing me, and school's been going okay, (um, why does my computer say I'm spelling 'okay' wrong? odd...). Study/American Perspectives/Speech are the highlights of my day. So far in speech, I have given two 'speeches.' They're quick and painless, but I can still dread it all day, right? Another one tomorrow! On Monday the fire alarms went off in the middle of morning announcements. It obviously wasn't a drill, since it cut the announcement-reader off and all the teachers in the gym looked around like, "should we be evacuating?" But it's okay if we all burn. We're burning in hell, right? (Haha, look who got witty.) So we got outside, and lucky for the school it was nice out Monday. I won't be suing. So I was standing in the mass of people - not oblivious to the fact that our ad-room had split up, so if Mrs. Nyhaug was making sure we were all alive, tough luck for her - when I thought "hey, I wonder if my sweater guy is out here..." So I turn around and BOOM. There he is, standing oh-so-conveniently between two trucks in his sweater. A wonderful gift for a Monday. Then Alissa attacked me. All was well, and we went back inside. Turns out the construction workers had lit another fire. For like the twentieth time. I could've stood out there longer myself, I really didn't want to go to Algebra. That's about it. I continue to sit with the posse, and felt very standing-out-ish today in my bright yellow sweatshirt. More later.

What is Melanie listening to right now?: The Jetset Life Is Gonna to Kill You - My Chemical Romance
P.S. Of Mice and Men is a very depressing book. I've been down all day since I finished it.

When the Lights Are Dim

Well, not much has happened recently. Just the start of a new semester. I feel quite lonely now. I have NO classes with ANYONE. I'm alone at lunch (you know who you are - thanks a lot for abandoning me; kudos to the posse for inviting me to their humble table), and the only good times (not like that...) take place in American Perspectives, until we actually start learning stuff.

If anyone feels like giving me an extra pat on the back, since all you people seem to have lots of friends in your classes, it would be greatly appreciated. :(

THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO'S VOTED ON MY POLL! I DIDN'T KNOW I HAD 12 FRIENDS...

What is Melanie listening to right now?: The Mixed Tape - Jack's Mannequin

Maddy, You're My Hero!

While some people say that Panic! at the Disco is horrible live, I could agree otherwise. Well, at least when they played in Denver. Now I've just been searching and searching for the songs live from Denver. And guess who could provide me with the said songs? MADDY!!!! That is why Maddy is my hero.

In other news, Lincoln may have burned down by now, for today, as I was leaving school the fire alarms went off. We were all herded out of the school like cattle (sorry actors). I could almost guarantee that it was just the construction workers emitting so much dust from remodeling the foyer (as if it could get any uglier), but wouldn't we all be happy if we could just go to Roosevelt? Hahahaha...no.

And why yes, Alissa's sweater guy does now, in fact wear sweaters. Very soft (yes, I would know *shifty eyes*), cashmere sweaters in a nice hunter green. They're not very warm though. Who wants to venture a guess that he got that on Saturday at Old Navy?

My model is coming along quite nicely now, even though I'm still probably very far behind. I have the stage completely assembled, now I just need to add my set. I'm a nervous wreck about semester tests too. And trust me, I do not make a nervous wreck.

Countdown to my birthday: 7 days
Number of presents for Melanie under the Jon tree: 5 (where's our presents, G-ma?!?)

What is Melanie listening to right now?: G.I.N.A.S.F.S. - Fall Out Boy
P.S. We got our semester two schedules. My semester two sucks. And high school in general.
P.S.S. Watch this: TUFTY THE SQUIRREL IS VERY NAUGHTY (courtesy of Kaitlyn)
P.S.S.S. I also have my lunch period with the posse. ALL OF THEM. "Hey guys! Look who's a new member of the posse?"

You're Call Has Been Forwarded to an Automatic...

As I sit here in my house...alone, I think about what a life I've had, or lack thereof. You see at Lincoln the Winter Formal taking place right about now, even with several inches of snow piled up all over the city. Guess who isn't at Winter Formal? MELANIE!!! Zoey's there with Rich as well as Ron and the rest of the posse. Alissa isn't though. But she won't answer her phone. So we're back to me being alone. There is a job application sitting to my left, the computer before me, and homework to my right. I should be doing some of the homework, but instead I have been looking for new bands via PureVolume and iTunes for about the past two hours. I finished both my poster and program for Play Prod. though. That only took four hours...

Not much else took place today. I finally got out of my pajamas around 3:30. I was real motivated, you see. Now I should probably fold the four loads of laundry sitting around my house.

HAPPY DECEMBER FIRST!!!
Countdown to my birthday: 18 days

What is Melanie listening to right now?: The Ocean - The Bravery

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?