747 Union Street, Apartment Two

I just spent my day packing
My entire room except my bedding has been locked in way in cardboard boxes.
And now what?
I get to move in a house.
Whoopee.
I'm sure you've told yourself "The recession doesn't effect me, the worst is far away."
If you know me, then it's close.
So, my landlord couldn't afford to pay their mortgage, which means we get kicked out because they're idiots. And now we're moving.
Somewhere that's not in the exact center of Manchester.
Somewhere that's not convenient for any form of walking.
Somewhere that's not enough of a change for it be exciting.
Just somewhere that keeps me from walking home, or to a friend's house, or anything else.

Well.

See ya later buddy.

Fashion

I went to Kohl's last night for long sleeved shirt, because I haven't bought any since eight grade. I walked in and was like "Is this what it's like when I make my sister come into gamestop with me?". I expected a decent variety in the kind of shirts, as in the patterns and the like. But no. You can choose from poser plaid, emo-wannabe skullz, or boring plain. And this one shirt that reminded me of Kenneth Fox. I'm not sure why, but I feel like I've seen him where the shirt before.

ANY WHO

I was honestly shocked. I just thought everyone wore plaid because it was cool, but apparently it's because you have no other choice. Which is weird, that something as simple as a plaid shirt can infect a store like Kohl's. Kohl's is not a store people go to be fashionable, it's a store people go to because you can get a week and a half worth of outfits for under $100 dollars.

So today, I walked into school expecting to berated "YOU CONFORMED!" "Why is Garrett wearing plaid?" "I'm judging you." But no, I got a few compliments, mostly from my fashion advisors, (briana wong and mary kate lang). Cam Boucher seemed to judge me a bit, but it's ok, because that's what hipsters do according to the internet.

So that's my day in fashion. I'm shocked I made no mention of Elections.

There's this one kid in my geometry class.

And he's kind of weird.

He's one of those people who you just kinda give that "ok..." look to, and continue your life, but it wasn't until yesterday that I realized how awesome this kid is. He brought a bottle of super glue to school, and after gluing his fingers together we had this conversation.

"Are you gluing a paperclip to your finger?"
"Not to my finger."
He puts the paper clip on a pencil.
"You're going to rule the world one day. You're going to be one of those people who we make fun of and laugh at, but in 20 years, you're going to rule the world. And it's going to be an awesome world."

The day before that he was battling himself in Magic The Gathering. He even explained to me how to play, and gave me a funny look when I mentioned Yu-Gi-Oh cards in 5th grade. I felt like it was the same look I give to people when they compare not crappy videogames to Call of Duty Modern Warfare. That, "You don't know enough about my hobby to pass judgement" look.

So this kid, whose name will be retained for privacy is a rather cool person. I feel like this kid is one of those people who lots of people call him weird, and let him pass, but really he's not a bad guy. I've had some nice conversations with the kid. And truthfully, he's a lot cooler than anyone who's judged him negatively.

So basically, what I'm saying here is that you shouldn't judge people by their cover. Get to know a person first.

I just wrote the worst Response Paper ever.

I'm not even posting it here.

It will sit on my computer and on Ms Sears desk for the rest of it's unnatural life.

And I listen to Justin Bieber as a reference for this paper.

I didn't enjoy that.

I'm going to bed now.

[EXPLETIVE]!

I forgot to make a cheat sheet for the World History essay tomorrow. [expletive].

I think my blog just jumped the shark.

Google it, it'll make more sense.

So I've made the observation that my blog posts are getting less deep, and more like everyone else's just random strings of thought. The PSAT booklet taught me how to use a colon, at least I think I used that right. I feel like a semicolon should have taken the place of that coma.

Where was I?

Oh.

Jumping the shark. Again, google it, I don't know if I'm going to use it in good context.

But yeah

I jumped the shark, so I feel like I should unjump it, get back to my deep and ranty roots. Or maybe that's what my new blog is for? I'll post a link in a second. I can't even keep my mind in this mood, in order to blog about my blog. I dunno. I'll try this one again later. Here's the link.



http://soapboxmetaphor.blogspot.com/

i just got called a hipster.

I frequent this videogame site, for reviews and the like, and every now and then I find my on to the forum section. In a topic asking you to describe your "scene" I described myself, only to be called a hipster. Complete with a link to "The Hipster Song" (I commented on it, so it should be on my facebook wall. That or google it, it'll probably come up). After watching the video I realized, technically speaking, that my ideal "cool" is a hipster, with only a few exceptions. It was actually pretty funny.

What else can I ramble about?

I'm wearing my snuggie again, I think it's grown on me (read the next post if you haven't already for more on that subject). It's weird how the posts are in reverse order, but it also makes sense, if I already read the rest of your blog I don't want to sift through it to get to the end, but if I'm new to it I'd probably want to read it from the beginning, or at least read sections in order.

I'm watching the Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy. I thought that show was canceled.

My birthday is in ten days.

Fallout: New Vegas in thirteen.

Is it sad that I'm more excited for my a videogame than my sixteenth birthday? I mean, this game is going to be great, but nothing fancy is going to happen on my birthday. The day after I'm going homecoming with someone who likes someone else...

Why do girls come to me with their venting?

Usually I don't care, but every now and then it bugs me. Then I get to pretend to not be effected by whatever they told me. I've had quite a few very interesting conversations...

I should probably stop now, or change the subject.

Blogging in a Snuggie

So, for Christmas Joey Cote's mom gave my family a snuggie, and I haven't really used it. But today I left my sweater at school, so in my coldness I was forced to dawn the snuggie. I must say it's actually comfy. It looked thin, and not warm, but it actually is.
And it's Zebra print.

Now I'm having a conversation with one Gen Santiago about taking a break from life. Which brings up the question, what would we do if we did take a break from life? She says life would just go on pause, but then that would either be really boring or you wouldn't recognize that there was a pause. I like the thought that you would leave your body, and go to a place of perfection. Mine would probably be filled with calming music, and a guitar for me to play along. And of course I would know how to play every song. The playlist would probably consist of Jack Johnson, Jeremy Messersmith,(who I just discovered, he's pretty awesome) and with a bit of the more soothing Black Keys and Weezer. If for any reason you don't know any of those musicians you need to go search them. Like. Now. Don't even keep reading. Well, read for suggestions on what to look for.

Breakdown- Jack Johnson
A Boy, a Girl, and a Graveyard- Jeremy Messersmith
These Days- The Black Keys
Butterfly-Weezer.

Actually, on second though, I've liked every Jeremy Messersmith song I've heard so far. And it's really hard to find a jack johnson song I don't like (I'm looking at you, Mediocre Bad Guys). The same goes with the Black Keys (You disappoint me, Black Mud). As for Weezer, that's a completely different story. Rivers Cuomo isn't the greatest of singers, so I have to find ones that the music and lyrics are good enough to overcome that. They're still a pretty awesome band.

GOD DAMN YOU HALF JAPANESE GIRLS.

Tracey Crain introduced me to the White Stripes. They're pretty cool. The above was not a White Stripes song, that's a Weezer song. El Scorcho. AI CARUMBA! That's probably not how it's spelled but oh well.

Uhm.

Am I done rambling?

Jeremy Messersmith likes capo in the third fret.

I think I'm done rambling now.

I'll meet you in virginia.
The only place for broken hearted lovers.
I'll meet you in virginia
The only place made for starting over.

I need to go and buy this album.