Fallout

it has been a busy life for me
but now i will reflect on the past three or four days.

sunday, monday, tuesday, and the first hour of wedesday were spent on a choir trip.
it was lots of fun.
i made three new friends
starfish, who is a senior and is someone i've looked up to
kerri, a newer girl who just joined like a week ago
jere-bear, the given-up angel's friend
and i went to universal.

then the day after we got back
i went to a concert.
my chemical romance.
best night of my life.

music is not about haircuts
or how much money you make
or how indie your band is
or anything like that.

music is about a teenage girl jumping
all over everyone else's feet
(especially when the singer screams
jump fuckers!)
and singing along every word
and being fifteen feet away from her
biggest role models.

Interlude

asked out my angel
in a note.
he called me around four-it's nine now
and it sounded urgent.
unsure if this is good or bad.
praying for good.

oh my god i can't believe i went through with it.

i swear my heart rate is skyrocketing.

Lovesong For A Memory

so i go back to school tomorrow-
spring break's been fabulous.

spoken with the rocket a lot
went to the beach alone
and with the muse.

got pulled over by police.

began my studies on alfred hitchcock
for an english project.

plotting with my guy best friend (not the angels mind)
it's devious, it's stupid, it's supposed to keep his ex off him.

i am going to ask my given-up angel out
on tuesday.
through a letter that he probably will lose
and forget.

whatever words i say i will always love you-lovesong by the cure