is dry. I am stressed and tired. I want to go to sleep, but its uncomfortably hot...

School is being insane. I have so much shit to do.... and yet I'm posting on this.

Incredible.

Gah.

I guess I'll just procrastinate tomorrow.

Logan Whitehurst died yesterday. I wrote his family a letter, but I'm sort of at a loss as to what to do. I am tired, though it's only a little after ten. I got absolutely no homework done. I needed to write to Logan's family and tell them how I felt.

I'm listening to the Velvet Teen, and Judah's singing "When you're sad but you force up a grin anyway it's hard not to feel fake." I'm sure that's how his family feels right now... I hope they can be positive, though. Logan always was.

I'm going to see Death Cab for Cutie on Thursday. I knoe Chris Walla was close with Logan. I wonder if he'll mention anything

My myspace got hacked into and now just says "Fuck you too!!!" on it. I'm not sure what happened, and I'm pretty sure no one holds any grudges against me, but... so it goes. I guess I could go for a good healthy break from myspace anyway.

So I'm going to see Bob Dylan on October 16... pretty much the most exciting thing in the world! I'm also going to the Bridge School benefit, where Death Cab, Brian Wilson, Neil Young, and all kinds of other amazing people are playing! Amazing music is making its way into my life. I love it.

+Sleeping like hobos in the fenced-off wilderness by rest stops
+Stealing food from Denny's
+Listening to techno
+Watching the fire near Joshua Tree
+Seeing a sign that read: Air quality "UNHEALTHY"
+Climbing boulders as big as buildings
+Hiking in the desert
+Taking pictures
+Camping away from everything
+Watching a blood-red sunset
+Discovering a cave
+Sleeping under an almost full moon and infinite stars
+Listening to Bright Eyes
+Seeing two shooting stars
+Driving through J Tree
+Going to an Indian Casino
+Swimming in its pool
+Showering for the first time in daaays
+Hanging out in Venice Beach
+Swimming in the ocean
+Driving in the middle of the night
+Being crazy hippies with Bonnie, Sam, and Alex
+Having insane stereotypical high school adventures
+Loving road trips

Tomorrow I am leaving on a road trip to the desert! Four days of crazy-fun-time madness.

Love!!!

So, starting Thursday, I'm going on a fast with Bonnie for four days. It'll be insane fun and introspective, and I'm really looking forward to it. We'll be living in Bonnie's backyard. Sounds outlandish, maybe, but it'll be great.

Only two sad things. I'll miss the opening of Pirates of the Caribbean, but that's not really a huge loss. I'm a little upset, though, that I'll be missing Obon. I've gone to every single one since I can remember, and probably before even that! But I can spiritually be close to my dad and the others who have gone. Maybe I'll even do some dancing of my own...

We'll see. But I'm super excited.

Things I've done in the past few days:

-Gone to the ocean with Rachel.
-Discovered my iPod mysteriously stopped working.
-Been checking the mail EVERY DAY... and feeling like a little old lady.
-Been eating waaay too many strawberries
-Gone swimming at every possible moment.
-Realized there is no such thing as too many strawberries
-Found out that the guy who plays Klitz in The Girl Next Door plays the silent brother in Little Miss Sunshine, which I can't wait to see.
-Missed hanging out with my school friends.
-(secretly) missed Latin... but I wouldn't admit that publicly.
-Slept past noon every day.

God, I love summer. But I hate the fact that it's 86 degrees in my house.

Fucking amazing. They opened with Rock and Roll Lifestyle and closed their encore with I Will Survive. And they played two of my favorite songs, Never There and Goats go to heaven, Sheep go to hell. I'm not sure if that's the title, but whatever.

Anyway, the show was good; the band played well. But the crowd was not super-energetic. But there was this young guy next to me who thought he was at the heigth of fashion. He was sporting a blazer, a button down shirt exposing his chest hair, trendy sunglasses.... and two hats. One on top of the other.

So he was obviously this HUGE Cake fan, singing along with every song and making obscure comments. He was jumping up and down in a crowd where most people were just standing... and there was this pad wrapper stuck to the bottom of his ridiculously expensive sneakers.

Best. Sight. Ever.

Dan called me up, and I'm going to see Cake today!! For free in SF!! I am so ready....

Fuck finals. :D

Tomorrow school will be very empty... all the seniors will be gone. What will Journalism be like without confiding in Sean or being able to bother Kelly and Anthony? Who will frustrate me now that Andrea's gone?

But I've gotten closer with people in my class, like Gordon, Shannan, Casey-Jane, Duckie, Stephanie and Conor. Before this year, I hardly knew anyone in my grade... and now I'm glad that I do... It's nice to know that they'll be there for me all through high school.

Unlike Kelsey. And it's totally not Tuesday, bitch.

I also have my Algebra II final tomorrow, and I'm deciding not to freak out about it. I'll just try and get a good night's rest... oh wait, it's already 11:30. Oh well. It's still good-esque.

But what I'm worrying about instead are my boys. Brent, Matt, and my brother are all moving out for the summer. Sure, I'll finally have a room to myself, but I'll be so lonely! Brent and I spend a ton of our time together, and Morgan and I have gotten really close. Even if I see them all once a week, it won't be the same...

All these changes are weirding me out.

Yes, that's right, it's been just about six months. So much has happened these past few months... I can't even really begin. So I guess I'll just start fresh.

School's ending on the fifteenth, so I'll have more time to update, hopefully.
But I'll miss my senior friends sorely... and I have a feeling that I'll only keep in contact with one of them. But such is the way of high school.

My teachers have been super supportive, at least for the most part. Mr. Roark, my mentor and the school's yearbook teacher, gave me a yearbook... and he never does that... it made me feel really good, and inspired me to try and do well in English and Math, since he offered it to me because I've been trying hard to keep up with school work.

But I've not really been spending too much time on school, and I've made sure that I've had time for myself. Like this weekend.

This weekend was BayCon, which was crazy-town. I spent the bulk of my off hours with Duckie Leitner, which was chill, and we got to know each other a lot better. I had fun, even when I was stressed out and tired.

So I took yesterday off, because I slept most of Tuesday at school anyway. I didn't intend to not go to school Wednesday, since our last paper of the year was going to press that day, and Wednesdays are the super-relaxed easy days. But I slept past the time I was supposed to leave my house, so I slept until noon.

I finally got to see Josh and all of those boys... I hadn't since Easter or so, even though they're my neighbors. It's hard to see them, with their crazy restrictions and the fact that I don't get home until five thirty most days. A good time was had by all, even my little brother, who likes to hang out with the new "little brother" Dylan over there. It's pretty cute.

Anyway, I went to school today. There was crazy tear-down in Journalism today, since the class is basically over. It was pretty sad, but I talked with Kelly, and we were ganging up against Sean Sullivan... and that made me feel better.

Then after school, I walked with Duckie over to his house (I even carried his bookbag... I'm such a gentleman) and hung out for a while with Nick. I took over Duckie's bed and rested for a bit and talked with Kyle, which has been my habit of late. I gave awkward directions to his house, and my mom found it, so everything worked out. Awesometown. But, I didn't want to leave... I'm really comfortable in Duckie's house.

But I got home, tried and failed to work on my painting, fell asleep with Brent, and woke up. I'm debating wether or not I want to grill some salmon, since I do eat fish.... oh yeah, I'm vegetarian.

I <3 feeling this shitty, I promise. Things will just decline from here... and I can't do anything to soften the blow. I just wish there was something I could do to help, but I feel so powerless. I feel like a Zombie, except that I have a case of Jelly-Bones. It's hard to stand up.

Merry Christmas! The sky is clear and I think I'm going to go to the beach today. Whooooo. I <3 the weather here.

I'm on my sister's gigantor Alienware laptop that she won during a voice contest impersonating a female elf sales person from World of Warcraft. Yea, I'm not from a geek family or anything, I swear. Yesterday my mom and I drove down to Coronado Island (right off of San Diego) to visit my sister for Christmas. While driving down highway 5, our car did a doughnut across two lanes at 85 mph in order to avoid a car coming right at us. I think it took 2 years off of my life. But I digress. It's truely gorgeous here; it was 80 degrees earlier! It's not exactly fun being with my family, but I'll survive. At least it will give me a chance to do my homework. Plus, on the way back home, we are stopping by Los Banos to hang out with Logan Whitehurst at his house. I am so stoaked. I talk about him a bit, don't I? Oh well, he should be more well-known anyway.

Logan Whitehurst's cancer is officially gone! Hooray! However, I've been sick from school the past two days. Uugh. But it's okay, because I'm extra-happy. For Christmas I'm getting a record player. I'm so excited. Now all I need is the Velvet Teen's "Immortality" 7" and my life will be complete. If only I could figure out how to buy it... it's practically impossible!

In other news, my mom made a myspace (what a good alliteration) under the email address herringchop@yahoo.com. This should be interesting....

Katy

+Peace for Tookie+

My mom is going to be gone from the tenth to the sixteenth. Life will be awesome. I don't think the paper is going to come out this month, but at least we have 8 brand new computers! Horray! And Mr. Roark, my art teacher from last year and the one I TA for offered to give me portraiture lessons during my TA period, which will be really really fucking cool. Portraits are something I can do really well. Love. <3 I want to find interesting pictures of people, models or whoever. Maybe people from the 40's... that'd be cool... He also said that he'd be more than willing to have photo-shoot things with my friends/family so I could do their portraits. That'd be illin.'

Anyway, I'm really excited for that. So yea, those are the good things in my life right now. The bad... well.. the same old shit, I guess. Feeling disconnected. Overwhelmed. Exhausted. Discontent. Dad's been in and out of the hospital again. I haven't seen him in a week and a half. I just saw my brother, though, and he's reading really well, but his mom hasn't been taking him to school these last two weeks.

I saw Bright Eyes at the Bridge School Benefit. It was awesome. waorghiejghk


I had fun with Rachel and Gina tonight.

Long Live our BFF Brian!

I saw Dan today, though not playing with Monkey because the show got screwed over. Oh well, at least I got to say hi. But what was really odd was that Mujah, Cody, and all kinds of other people from my middle school life were there, too. They made me realize how much I don't miss middle school. Ahh, the good old horrible days.

Anyway, I have a ton of homework to do still, and it's 3 in the morning.

At least I partied hard with Gina on Friday. But I won't get to see Bright Eyes tomorrow.
: \

I really really really want to go to the Bright Eyes concert on Monday the 24th in Santa Cruz, but I have no ride! I want to go sooo bad. Is anyone able to go with me?

http://www.ticketmaster.com/event/1C003B26C81E8A8E?artistid=768696&majorcatid=10001&minorcatid=60