so last night i went over to jenni's to take part in the smith family holiday bash. everyone there was from jim's (jenni's dad) side of the family. three of jim's brothers were there. and oh my god, between jim, neil and tom (bob not so much), it's like having three of them in one room. oh my lord. and i thought that my family was crazy, but i've got nothing on jenni when it comes to craziness in my family. audrey, jenni and i watched the fast and the furious after people started to leave, and i still don't understand how vin diesel is considered a "good actor" but, whatever. anyway, i hope you had a happy happy holiday, and a happy new year to you coming up. and if you've paid your barnstormers dues and want to help finish the set for thoreau, then come on by the tryout theatre at nine a.m. tomorrow (monday the twenty-ninth) it will be rockin. there's very little actual construction, just facing and making it look sweet as hell. oh yeah. well kids, sweet dreams of ninja's beating the shit out of pirates. rock to the roll.

yep, that's my girlfriend. oh baby baby.

in case you're afraid of the dark. merry christmas

this is me taking a picture of a picture of me from when i was like four. it turned out pretty sweet. enjoy my photographic triumph.

hey, so i've got pictures on my blog. reaffirming the fact that i will not be getting a live journal, because hell, i like my blog...because i have my links, and now my pictures...so you can take your old codes, and your not having them, and kiss my blogger loving ass. anyway. in regards to the pictures... i have them hosted on photobucket.com, so if you want to check them out, then drop me an email (the link is the "email me! no...really...email me!...now!!!" link found above this post. i'll send you the album name and the password to get in. i'm password protecting it so that the people who actually tell me who they are are the only ones who can see my photographs. i'll update it fairly often...as in whenever i get pictures to put on there. anyway...new topic. my brother was back in the hospital (the picture below is him by the way) and is home again. hopefully for good. um, yeah, that's about all that's going on, so, rock and roll my little dance hall party crashers.

hee hee, pictures on my blog!!!!

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just so you know, things are better. long convversations tend to either help or hurt situations, and in this case...it worked. so, hopefully there won't be much more angst going around this popsicle joint. hey, two things... check out the "funniest comic ever" link in my linkage section. it leads you "red meat", america's favorite old comic in the cleveland free times. next, check out the winter choral concert on wednesday, that's right, december seventeenth at seven-thirty pm in the lakewood civic auditorium. it will be sweet. three dollars adults, two dollars seniors and one dollar students. not a bad deal. ok, i'm going to boogey. so carry on my wayward son, because there'll be peace when you are done.

Which Annoying B-list Celebrity Are You?

Which Colossal Death Robot Are You?

so take that to the bridge

i wish i could figure out what the fuck is going on. and why this shit always happens. and why do i have to feel this way. and most of all, how can i fix this shit, because it's killing me. another sleepless night. but hell, you don't really need it...do you?

what a good boy- barenaked ladies

when i was born, they looked at me and said,
"what a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy."
and when you were born, they looked at you and said,
"what a good girl, what a what a smart girl, what a pretty girl."

we've got these chains that hang around our necks
people want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath.
afraid of change, afraid of staying the same,
when temptation calls, we just look away.

chorus

this name is the hairshirt i wear
and this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair.
this song is the cross that i bear,
bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me, be with me tonight,
i know that it isn't right, but be with me tonight.

i go to school, i write exams,
if i pass, if i fail, if i drop out,
does anyone give a damn?
and if they do, they'll soon forget 'cause it won't take much for me
to show my life ain't over yet.
i wake up scared, i wake up strange.
i wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever going to change.
i wake up scared, i wake up strange
and everything around me stays the same.

chorus

i couldn't tell you that i was wrong,
chickened out, grabbed a pen and paper, sat down and i wrote this song.
i couldn't tell you that you were right,
so instead i looked in the mirror,
watched tv, laid away all night.

we've got these chains, hang 'round our necks,
people want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath.
afraid of change, afraid of staying the same when temptation calls ...

chorus

when I was born, they looked at me and said;
"what a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy."
and when you were born, they looked at you and said;
"what a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl, hey"

ok, i am getting pretty fucking tired of these people who seem to feel that pseudonyms are the way to go. i would love to converse with you on the tag-board that i set up on my blog, which oh yeah...is for you guys to read about what's going on in my life. you all know my name...and yet, i have no idea who you are. so cut the "funny" shit, or i'm taking the tag-board off

babylon-david gray

friday night i'm going nowhere
all the lights are changing green to red
turning over tv stations
situations running through my head
well looking back through time
you know it's clear that i've been blind
i've been a fool
to ever open up my heart
to all that jealousy, that bitterness, that ridicule

saturday i'm running wild
and all the lights are changing red to green
moving through the crowd i'm pushing
chemicals all rushing through my bloodstream
only wish that you were here
you know i'm seeing it so clear
i've been afraid
to tell you how i really feel
admit to some of those bad mistakes i've made

if you want it
come and get it
crying out loud
the love that i was
giving you was
never in doubt
let go your heart
let go your head
and feel it now

babylon, babylon

sunday all the lights of london
shining , sky is fading red to blue
i'm kicking through the autumn leaves
and wondering where it is you might be going to
turning back for home
you know i'm feeling so alone
i can't believe
climbing on the stair
i turn around to see you smiling there
in front of me

if you want it
come and get it
crying out loud
the love that i was
giving you was
never in doubt
and feel it now
let go your heart
let go your head
and feel it now
let go your heart
let go your head
and feel it now
let go your heart
let go your head
and feel it now
let go your heart
let go your head
and feel it now

babylon, babylon, babylon

i know i've put this up before, but i wanted to remind everyone that...

mmm... plantation mint tea with two sugar cubes...tasty end to cold walk from school. band concert tonight=gross. jenni sick=bad, andy way sick=even way worse than both of those. he's got the major seizure action going on again courtesy of a viral infection. hopefully, the three day supply of clonopin is working, he's sleeping better at least. but still not too good. eh. ok, time for some governmentizing. catch ya on the flip side kiddos.

well, if someone could tell me what i'm supposed to think, and feel and act, please, come on over. because i have no idea how to handle this, or how to talk about it. i need some serious abbey time, and there just ain't no chance for it, because i need to do some hardcore talking. ugh. oh well, hit up the tag-board if you love me.

the only thing worse than actually throwing up, is spending the day dry heaving, because you don't have anything in your stomach to throw up. mmm, staying home for something like that is the worst. so don't be jealous that i was at home and you were in class, because today was some serious suck

funniest thing ever

courtesy of genevieve, hope you enjoy it

well, i think things are better now, if the past five entries have confused you, then feel free to email me and i'll tell you all about it. oh man. friday was the first actual big snow of the season. and i walked to the women's pavillion in it. i was teaching the middle schoolers and assorted high schoolers how to be mediators. it was fun, and i think that there are going to be some really good kids coming out of this training. anyway. then we sang at the first annual john doosenberry choral festival at church of the assencion. mr. doosenberry (i have no idea if i'm spelling that correctly) was mrs. hildebrandt's father. the accoustics in the sanctuary were awesome, and it was awesome to sing there. then i went to river city with nick, nora, ned and abbey. last night was josh miller's birthday dinner, then jenni, andrew and i went back to surniaks and hung out there. then we went back to jenni's and watched little nicky, probably the worst movie i've seen in a long long time. but, we had fun anyway. and in about an hour or so, i have to sing the messiah at my church. but then choir on thursdays will be over. aww yeah. then, more english homework. ok, that's enough of the update. enjoy your daily (well not so much daily) greg's life fix. rock and roll daddy-o.

"falling" - ben kweller

wind is cold alright back in dallas. the neon light from the building lets
you know you're home.
you'd go way back when if you wanted to be my friend or you'd call me. i'd
understand, it's true.

i don't feel like i'm falling.
no, i don't feel like i'm falling.
no, i don't feel like i'm falling down.
just say "hello" to the ground.

ba ba ba ba ba ba

wait there, i'll be right back. down in times square it's a heart attack.
all the feeling makes you feel so new.
trees fall and so do men. even the walls start caving in and you feel like
there's no pretend for you.

but i don't feel like i'm falling.
no, i don't feel like i'm falling.
no, i don't feel like i'm falling down.
just say "hello" to the ground.

we could talk if days weren't so fast,
and mistakes just leave it so unsure.
wanna hold you like never before
'case we're falling and i love you more and more.

do you feel like you're falling down?
do you feel like you're falling down?
i don't feel like i'm falling-falling-falling down.

i don't feel like i'm falling.
no, i don't feel like i'm falling.
no, i don't feel like i'm falling down.
just say "hello" to the ground.

ba ba ba ba ba ba

do you feel like you're falling down?
do you feel like you're falling down?
i don't feel like i'm falling-falling-falling down.
just say "hello" to the ground.

i don't feel like i'm falling.
no, i don't feel like I'm falling.
no, i don't feel like i'm falling down.
just say "hello" to the ground.

will someone please just come and end this misery?

“in other words” – ben kweller.

another night slips away.
In other words i should say
there are no words he should say.
there are no words.

in his eyes i see the fear
that only time can disappear.
if only time could reappear.
now is the time.

something to take it away.
to take it away. to take it.

don’t let it stay.
don’t let it stay. don’t let it.

the butterflies are passive aggressive
and put their problems on the shelf
but they’re beautiful.
and he’ll realize the only thing that’s real
are the kids that kid themselves, and the demise
of the beautiful. what is beautiful.

the multi-life is better than
the one we’re in – the one we knew.
because everyone is seeing through
everyone.

they’re stepping on his gold terrain.
he’s moving on with bold refrain.
his blatantly old campaign
is moving on.

something to take it away.
to take it away. to take it.

don’t let it stay.
don’t let it stay. don’t let it.

the butterflies are passive aggressive
and put their problems on the shelf
but they’re beautiful.
and he’ll realize the only thing that’s real
are the kids that kid themselves, and the demise
of the beautiful. what is beautiful.


what can’t stay goes away.
it starts stopping when it stops stopping.

fuck

"thoughts- so think, and try to understand"

what do you? when the one you love
is kind of there but not
you feel like you been given a shove
and that your soul has been shot

who do you go to talk to
when is it time to say, "enough is enough"
when they won't come to you?
and walk out in a huff

what happens when you feel alone
because they won't hear you through.
when no one's ever home,
and no one's there for you?

what do you say, when no one asks what's wrong?
how do you act, when you're expected to know
or dance and sing a song.
tell me my friend, where are you to go?

when you have all the answers
nothing can ever be wrong
your always glad, and always right
and you are always strong

but what happens when the theories go to shit
all you have left is hurt and pain
and no one cares a bit
and your feelings go down the drain.

tell me please, what do you do
and where are you to go
because i'm out of answers here
and no one seems to know.

one amazing thing about cvs brand cold and sinus medication is how much less it costs than the leading national brands. the other amazing thing is what that much antihistamine can do to your brain over the course of six hours. if you've ever looked at a tv or computer monitor through a camcorder, you know that you can see almost like lines running up and down the screen. just like the screen had bad tracking or something. that's happening right now as i sit here typing this. this strange dreamlike state has definitely slowed my reaction times and reflexes, but has somehow raised my sensory level. everything in my house has been amplified, everything is brighter, and i'll be damned if i can't smell the litter box in the basement from my room. well, that's all in this sick and twisted state, before this starts to sound like drunk-dialing blogger style. (minus the drunk)

today is two months. yay!

cold cold cold cold cold cold cold. where is the heat? not on, i can tell you that. stupid november. cold. blanket? nowhere to be found. government speech is harder to write when cold. bad. cold = sick? hope not.

really, is it too much to ask? in my experience, i don't think it is. but apparently i'm wrong. all i want is to spend an hour with her before she goes away for two days. but no, she can't. so again, i'm at home, because i freed my schedule for her, and everyone else is already gone. so, bed at ten o'clock on a saturday night, when i've had a girlfriend for almost two months. fuck.

so who would have thought that my least favorite holiday could turn into one of the greatest weekends that i've had in god knows how long. here's the rundown. friday after school- grocery store with jenni and audrey to get food for friday night, then running into rooney, etc. and remembering that you get free burritos at chipotle if you dress up like one. buying two rolls of foil and picking up sarah to wrap her and audrey up. funniest car ride of my life blowing the whistle at every pedestrian and yelling "burritos in the backseat!". trying to get the two of them out of the car. good times. then, dressing up like jenni's dad and telling the same lame joke all night while trick-or-treating on mike's street. partying at jenni's until the wee hours of the morning and not sleeping all night. watching scary dreamcatcher movie until the first actual scary part happens. saturday- going home to make cd's for grandparents, sleeping for an hour until my meeting with the key club officers. home again before band. last football game at mentor. rockin party at tim's dad's house. then tp'ing with mccabe, jenni, bea. and audrey until three oclock. sunday- sleeping for five hours until i had to clean up the tp that mccabe, jenni and audrey came back to do. chilling until lakewood project. going to value world and buying nick a six-foor abstract painting for ten dollars and one cent. nick's party, followed by watching the first science video from freshman year. telling you what happened this weekend. sleeping in five minutes from now. goodnight.

i got aol nine point zero today. it's crazy there are so many new features to learn and i don't even know what. insane. i could spend hours here trying to figure this crap out,

who has the best girlfriend on the face of the planet? this guy does. i can't even tell you. jenni...you are wonderful

"dream deferred"- langston hughes

what happens to a dream deferred?
does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun
or fester like a sore-and then run?
does it stink like rotten meat?
or crust and sugar over-
like a syrupy sweet?
mayber it just sags
like a heavy load.
or does it explode?

forgive me my friends...it's been four days since i last updated my blog, leaving you all hanging on what's going on in my life. unless of course i've told you over the past week, you know...when i see you. let's go with this weekend. friday was senior show. kind of sad, but way more "oh my god thank god we are done with this". i think the concert and banquet are going to be way more emotional, mostly because there is still the possibility of a playoff game that we will be going to...so the "last game" feeling wasn't really there for this one. after the game we all chilled at surniak's. fried chicken, pizza, coffee, etc. good fire in the back yard, then being warm in the basement. andrew and josh made me do "shots" with them. now mind you...shots are actually shot glasses filled with whatever random beverages they can find and then mixed together to make some kind of suicide-concoction thing. gross. strawberry gatorade/grape kool-aid/lipton brisk iced tea was my mix. i did seven. and wished i hadn't. but don't worry, i'll probably do it again, because what else is there to do? good times. this morning jenni, sarah, david, rachel and i went down to the health museum for the juno jog five k run. it was a good run. we started together, but then dave pulled ahead, and jenni and were ahead of sarah/rachel. then jenni wanted to walk for a bit, so caught up to dave until about the two-and-a-half mark, and then he slowed down too. i finished in twenty-four, forty-five. which surprised me. i haven't run for like six months and i can still pull off about an eight minute mile consistently. i've decided to continue this running thing, because i had forgotten how good it feel to finish the race with a huge kick and know that you just ran for three point one miles. i love running so much, i just tend to forget that. anyway. then we went home. oh boy, key club time. we went to the division meeting and left like half way through because we didn't want to stay. and as soon as i'm done writing this, i'm going to frisbee. then, off to the spaghetti dinner at my church. oh man. non-stop fun. (except for when we stopped at the key club meeting, and oh yeah...the spaghetti dinner). ok, i'm off. happy hunting, for whatever.

and just like that, a hayride fixes things. and the world is in its proper place.

so its over. just like everything else that has ever gone right in my life, this too has ended, leaving me with a gaping hole in the middle of my chest that i have no idea how to fill. no one should ever, ever have to feel like this. this is pain so intense that i can no longer feel any emotion. and what makes it better is that i don't know why.

i should note that i did have fun at all of the other homecomings, just this one was way better.

i've been to four homecomings now, and i totally could have skipped the first three. none of the dances over the past years even compare to how much fun i had at homecoming. it was truly the first time that i had fun for the entire dance. here's the rundown. i went down to northwood to pick up nick from germany (audrey's date ) whom i had never met before that time. we then drove up to jenni's to pick up the girls. jenni looked absolutely beautful. oh man. so, after her parents took pictures, went to my house for pictures. we had dinner at aladdins with nick, joannah, marge, abbey, anne, sinduri and the four of us. tasty food, awww yeah. we still had like forty-five minutes to kill, so we went down to lakewood park, and then to rite-aid so abbey could get hairspray. then it was dance time. man oh man, as bad as the music was, we had so much fun. dancing to the hip-hop, fo-sheezy. after the dance we went to udf, but only after a frantic search for nick from germany. but oh, that's right...he wasn't lost. he was in annie duna's car. geeze. after ice cream we sat at abbey's for a little while. i brought nick and audrey home and then i went to sleep. but oh man. what a good dance. sweet dreams

oh my god. west wing was amazing. i crapped myself like twenty-five times. i can't even describe how amazing it was. crap. wow

i apologize for the lapse in time since i last wrote in this blog. let's see what there is to blogify. let's go with the weekend. on friday night i went with jenni, nick, sarah, audrey and sinduri to see the hampton and tuskeegee marching bands and drumlines play. oh man, i popped like fifteen boners and creamed myself like twelve times. i can't even describe the drumlines. they were amazing. then we caught up with bob, kenny, jeff, tim and that was it. we had dinner at tower city and chilled at the tower city for a while. never get the two taco / two chicken strips, potato wedges and a drink. nick and i thought it would be a good idea. we were wrong. very very wrong. we took the rapid home. it was fun. then we went to jenni's house. nick and sarah and jenni and audrey and i played cranium with jenni's parents. very random but tons of fun. lots of good pictures. next...saturday. so i wae up at like noon. then i decide, hey i'm going to frisbee. the problem is that i have no idea what time it is. so i end up going down to anne's and talked with her and joanna. then i played frisbee, and boy was i tired after that. it was way more exercise than i've had in a long time. so, here comes the good story. i ride down edgewater in third gear with no hands, just relaxing. then, no joke... this squirrel jumps in front of me. i grab the handlebars and swerve. then i hit the curb and go over my handlebars. but the problem is, i'm strapped into my pedals. so i land on my hands and head, then the bike lands on top of me, and i lay there. for like ten minutes. because it hurt a lot. i have road rash on my leg and hip and cut up my hands and my wrists. and i didn't have full range of motion in my wrist for like 3 days. and i can't even tell you about sunday. because the lameness of it doesn't even compare to the first two days of it. oh man, it's time for some sleep and ibuprofen. nighty-night

recieved my social security today, that was exciting. am dating jenni now, also exciting. got a camera, more exciting than the first, and substantially less exciting than the second. but other than that, i'm tired and needs some motrin. happy fellation to you all

i'm confused, lost and hopeless. i'm no longer socially secure, nor am i sure about anything else. but, such is the second week of school

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well, it's time for the weekend update. and no, i'm not talking saturday night live. let's start with friday. i went to jenni and nick's potluck, being the only person not in percussion or rangerettes there. had some hot dog, some chips, and watched the percussion section try to play ultimate frisbee in jenni's back yard. man, that yard is like ten feet by fifteen feet. that made for some interesting times. then it was time for the game. we lost, thirty-four to seven. but for like ten minutes, we were winning, and we were excited. the defense played a good game and the offense would have too if they had played ever. but you know. then i went back to jenni's and watched jackass the movie. not only that, i watched it with the most random grouping of people ever. jenni, andrew surniak, diana blank, briana, ben jaegerson, dan pappas, katie mervart, hallie page, sara schuster-tucker and some kid from ed's. that was weird. a lot weird, but fun. saturday was spent sitting around. then i went bowling with liz, liz, peter, julie, leah, and ned. (winterhurst was closed) then we went to my friends. i was excited because i saw julie strick at my friends. sunday- i babysat, and cleaned my room. sadly, that's all i did. today i babysat and then went to see finding nemo with nick, ned, abbey and joanna. it was fairly fantastic, minus the four million people at the detroit, meaning four million kids. oh man i wanted to shoot myself. then we went to udf for some ice cream. dinner, and now telling you what i did with my weekend. jumanji is on. so, i'm going to watch it. goodnight.

so we've gone through the first week of school, and i've still not had a full day of classes yet. isn't that amazing? the wonders of high school. yesterday was the st. ed's game. we lost. what else is new? the whole point of that game is to make money, because god knows it's not for the competetive action between the st. edwards' eagles and the lakewood rangers. what a match-up. no one expects anything other than the inevitable out come of a crushing defeat, and yet we still go and cheer on our team. the ever-present optimism of high school athletics. most of today was spent in my living room. just sitting there, thinking. i think i've hit the low of my happy-go lucky attitude. i don't even have a reason to be, i just am not feeling chipper as of late. it's like my soul's been taken out and taken a good lickin' from some big guy name otto, or bruno or something and then put back in. hopefully the next few weeks will put me back together, because i'm going to try and enjoy life as much as possible. i just need to remember that one can not be endlessly happy, and one needs to experience the valleys as well as the peaks. on that note, i'm going ice-skating with liz, leah julie, maybe nick etc this evening. pleasant dreams of your grandfather on viagra and no need for birth control.

so how do i spend the last night before school started? oh, that's right. at time krueger's house. doing english homework. damn the ap gods for putting five reductions in our laps for the first day of school. i got five done, even though i've only read three. that was a feat. breakfast at abbey's at ten-thirty. and then it's time to hit the books. i'll see you in the halls baby. oh yeah...or something.

who's got a tagboard? this guy does

oh, by the way... do you like how i brought the live journal to the blog by just adding my own mood/music thing to the top. i know, i'm way sweet like that

how am i feeling?: argh
music: the ballad of bilbo baggins- leonard nimoy (aka spock)

so it takes an evening at my friends combined with a bacon and cheddar omlette, and conversation with abbey to make me need to vent about my woes to you online. at one point i think i jokingly called abbey a ho and she said, "no, you're a ho". and i realized that yes...i am. i am the the single biggest ho that i know, minus that i'm just a loser ho that just dates people but never really does the things that make one a ho per say. i just have dated a lot of people, and one, maybe two have had any really substance to them. like...being an actual relationship. i just become attracted to people, and cling to that for a really long time and either something happens or it doesn't, and that's that. but the thing that's worse is that at times there can be more than one person and i get all confused and lose sleep trying to figure things out and how to put my head on straight, and that usually doesn't work out either. but you know, whatever. i don't know how to change that, and if i did, i ould have already done it. so now it's too late. if you can think of anything, there's a link at the top of the blog to email me. do it. and tell me. because that would really make my life easier if i could just figure this damn thing out, because it's now really bothering me. ok. enough ranting about my petty problems. there's enough drama in this world without me adding my own to the mix. need to get stuff ready for marching band at cedar point tomorrow. goornight.

so tonight i saw hallie and michelle from russia for the first time since labor day of two-thousand and one. it was good times at the dinner tonight and hopefully it won't be another two years until i see them again, because it would suck hardcore. ok, well, i need to get up at four to take my dad to the airport so...goodnight kids.

you say that we've got nothing in common
no common ground to start from
and we're falling apart
you'll say the world has come between us
but i know you just don't care

and i said, "what about breakfast at tiffany's"
she said, "i think i remember the film
and as i recall, i think, we both kinda liked it."
and i said, "well, that's the one thing we got."

i see you- the only one who knew me
and now your eyes see through me
i guess i was wrong
so what now? it's plain to see we're over
and i hate when things are over
when so much is left undone

and i said, "what about breakfast at tiffany's"
she said, "i think i remember the film
and as i recall, i think, we both kinda liked it."
and i said, "well, that's the one thing we got."

you say that we've got nothing in common
no common ground to start from
and we're falling apart
you'll say the world has come between us
but i know you just don't care

and i said, "what about breakfast at tiffany's"
she said, "i think i remember the film
and as i recall, i think, we both kinda liked it."
and i said, "well, that's the one thing we got."

no more marching band for three days. i'm excited. jenni and i are running for spirit leader. if you are in marching band, you should vote for us. that's that. i'm tired, so, i'm done writing. i know this was a half-assed effort, but you'll get over it...eventually

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cause i am!!!

finally....done....travelling. this weekend was the amazing hamil, hammacker, and various contingents of those families reunion in the amazing wonderful, altoona pennsylvania. that's right altoona. oh man, my family, my aunt/uncle, grandma/grandpa, great aunt/uncle from the greater altoona area, their daughter/(her husband and two kids), their son, my great aunt/uncle from florida, their daughter/(husband and daughter) and i think that that's about it. but it was the first time in about a long time. but now i am done with the family gig, and i'm home...just in time for marching band. oh boy. anyway...i've been in a car all day. i'll catch you kids on the flip side.

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so daredevil comes out on dvd on tuesday. that may equal a daredevil/pizza party at my home, we'll see. why does sunday evening television suck so much? i don't understand.

i have returned from the abyss. my thanks once again go to genevieve, for being the only one to email me while i was away. thank you. so, i wasn't on waterski camp, i was on waterworld. in other words, i was a counselor this time, not paired up with two counselors and myself, but rather with just one counselor. i was excited. i've been offered a job with a sopt guaranteed for me next summer on the terms that i send in my application by january the fifteenth. i'm so excited. i talked to karen and hallie, two of the girls that i went to russia with, and we're planning for our group to meet at the official russia initiative dinner, and hopefully jason and michelle will be there. oh man, i haven't seen these people for two years. that would be so awesome. man oh man. tonight i went bowling with diana, joanna, and meg. we met kenny, lexi, laura, and fichter there. then genevieve showed up and the five of us went to some ice cream place. it was good. then home. church tomorrow. good times. goodnight kids

well, i'm off to camp. another week with the snot monsters. last night nick, tim, meg and i went to see the league of extraordinary gentlemen. it was amazing. i crapped my pants like twice. oh man. anyway. i'll see you kids in a week. hit me with an email at

aldersgatecamper@raex.com
subject line: greg falcione, jc

ok, that's it kids. take care of yourselves

wow has it been a while. i left on the fourth for pittsburgh. the wedding was good. it was short and hot. no air conditioning. camp was awesome. the kids did great with their musical. then i was home for a day, and went to ccm. i totally fell in love and i dream of going there. mmmm so nice. then it was off to the upper penninsula of michigan for the rest of the week. that's right went to st. ignace, macinac (pronounced macinaw) island, and sault (pronounced soo) st. marie. and then frankenmuth with the largest christmas store in the world. more than five football fields. it's amazing. i just got back, and then i'm home for a day. then sunday i leave for a week to teach jr. high kids how to waterski. i've been waterskiing once in my life. six years ago. this should be interesting. but, if you want to rescue me from my family, call me tomorrow (saturday) and i will do some hardcore chilling. except at two, when i have a key club meeting. argh. goodnight y'all.

hey, happy fourth of july. i hope you enjoyed the festivities. i'm in pittsburgh. tomorrow is the wedding. and then camp including lifeguard inservice training. oh boy. and you guys better email me this week at the address listed in yesterday's entry. i'm serious. i'm all isolated when i'm at camp. and i would love hearing from you. ok. see you in a week.

well, it's time again. i leave tomorrow for my aunt's wedding, and then for a week of camp. this week will rock. it's "kids on stage" and we put on a musical in a week. it's crazy. all of the staff stay up until three every morning putting together the set and stuff. i can't wait. and then it's off to ccm to visit their campus and theatre program. and then camp again. and then home. oh boy. so that's that. you can email me starting sunday at

aldersgatecamper@raex.com
subject line: greg falcione, jc

ok, catch you on the flip side.

i'm home. and i'm a lifeguard. so if you need to your life saved, removed from the water, rescue breathing, cpr, abdominal thrusts, first aid or any thing else like that, you know who to call. that's right me, captain lifeguard.

parties today. leah and laura. then maybe some movie action? or some pool playing action? who knows. tomorrow is camp and i will be a certified lifeguard and have cpr/first aid for the professional rescuer. cause that's what i'll be. i'll be back on friday night after a week of eight hours in a pool everyday for five days. that's a lot of time in a pool. i think i'll come home looking like a raisin. i don't even like raisins. except for the show that the california raisins had, that was so cool, cause they were a band and had adventures and stuff. man that was cool. yeah, so if you love me, you can tell me by sending me stuff at...

greg falcione, jc
camp aldersgate, 3276 dyewood rd.
carrollton, oh 44615

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aldersgatecamper@raex.com
subject line: greg falcione, jc


i hope you don't miss me too much.

i went to ikea yesterday with my madre. good times at the largest home furnishings store that i have ever been in in my life. it was amazing. i bought a bookshelf, a desk lamp, two rice paper lamps, and a clothes hamper. we were all excited because we got the bookshelf for only thirty-three dollars instead of the forty-nine ninety-five that it's supposed to cost. so today i got to put it together and pull out all of the shelves, but there aren't pieces for the frame. that's because they come separately. that's why it was cheaper. so i have four sixty-one inch long oak shelves but no frame for them. so my parents have to go to ikea after dropping me off at camp on sunday. man oh man. i as babysitting today and had nothing to do, so i started coming up with a list of all of the things that i'll need for school next year. i am such a freaking loser. then i determined how many credits i would have and how many of each type, and all of that. i have so many credits. but hopefully i have a three-point-five. i really need to get into nhs this year, because it would really help me out. man, i will be so unhappy if i don't. eh, well, i've got work in forty-five minutes. so i'm going to eat something. catch you on the flip side....

sleepy time, hopefully i'll get through the night this time. that would be a welcome change. i have a feeling that that isn't going to happen until everything is resolved. which may never happen. awesome

argh, i want to put a picture on the sidebar, but i don't know how. someone email me and help!

hmmm, well today was the first real day of not having school. i sat around for most of the day, and gave genevieve a trombone lesson. actually we only had the lesson for about twenty minutes, and then we talked, and played the violin, and the piano, and talked some more, and a little more. that's ok though, because there wasn't really anything i could teach her until she feels comfortable with getting a pitch. whatever. then i went home and sat. and sat. and then i ate a little bit. then i sat, and watched mib two. it was pretty funny, not as good as the first, but maybe because i don't remember the first one very well, and assume it was better. that's possible. and now i'm writing here, and watching four weddings and a funeral on the oxygen channel. man am i a loser. but whatever. tomorrow equals babysitting until three-thirty, and then i have no plans. did you hear that? no plans. none at all. so maybe i should get together with my friends, if i could get ahold of any of them. hmmmm, that would be nice. eh well. then on wednesday, i have to take my euro final, and then i have to go to ikea to get a bookshelf. now mind you, ikea is in pittsburgh, so i'll be gone awhiile. and then when i get back, i don't have anything to do. hmmm, do you sense a trend here? that applies to thursday too, but not friday. so go ahead and keep those in mind, because i want to leave my house on occassion. and then saturday is leah's and laura's graduation parties, and then sunday is camp again, but i'll be back on a week from friday, so it's ok. but then it's marching band. man oh man. i'm totally tired. but sleep hasn't been helping, it's weird, i don't get it. maybe it's because my brain is constatly trying to commit suicide, you know, by making me do stupid stupid things that i would never do in my right mind. so that's that. hmmm, time to shut up and add more links to the old blogeroo.

well, i'm back. and blogger is different. this is the craziest looking setup ever. but it's impressive. it's fancy, but simple, in fact it's blogger basic. oh, i'd like to thank genevieve, the only person to send me any correspondence while i was at camp. i expect more from you starting next sunday. but whatever. it's fathers day. that's about all that's going on around here, so i'm going to go unpack my stuff. that is so sad, i got home on friday and still haven't unpacked. oh well

well kids, tomorrow = camp, and i know that you will all miss me terribly. so, to ease your pain, i'm about to give you my contact info from june eighth to june thirteenth. here it goes.

greg falcione
jc
camp aldersgate, 3276 dyewood road
carrollton, oh 44615

or

aldersgatecamper@raex.com
subject line: greg falcione, jc

so with that being said, i'm off to pack. send lots of letters and email, i'll be the most popular jc at training this week.

i copied this from lisa...and i'm bored, so why the heck not

five details about you...
[x] glasses
[x] brown eyes
[x] tall
[x] juice
[x] polyester blend?

five details about your appearance right now...
[x] blue t-shirt
[x] lisa's bracelet
[x] khaki pants
[x] barefoot
[x] pineapple on my neck

five things you did today
[x] slept
[x] churched
[x] sat
[x] ate
[x] sat some more

five memorable things you did in the last year...
[x] danced
[x] ran into a brick wall for a dollar
[x] wished i was there
[x] didn't care what they thought
[x] told them to shut the hell up

five things that everyone should know about you...
[x] i turn on the lights, and it makes me happy
[x] i tend to wear ugly pants
[x] i dance sometimes for no reason at all
[x] music is my life, and theatre
[x] i like bette midler, and i am secure with myself about it

five of your favorite groups...
[x] ben folds five
[x] hey mercedes
[x] jets to brazil
[x] the lakewood project
[x] queen

five of your favorite movies...
[x] the matrix
[x] fight club
[x] the princess bride
[x] monty python and the holy grail
[x] white christmas

five things that make you happy...
[x] music
[x] black and white anything
[x] poem
[x] theatre
[x] camp

five people who mean a lot to you...
[x] nick
[x] my brother
[x] all of my other friends
[x] dan quayle
[x] my fambly

five things that disgust you
[x] cigarettes
[x] vomit
[x] the underside of a tongue
[x] out of tune
[x] tomatoes

five things that impress you...
[x] how long my grandpa can hold his breath
[x] people that are good at music
[x] outer space
[x] tony howard and tyler bond
[x] lasers

five things you cant live without...
[x] theatre
[x] the ground
[x] food
[x] shelter
[x] water


THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME:
01 | spiders
02 | rejection
03 | gravity

THREE THINGS I LOVE:

01 | juice
02 | my brother
03 | your mom...a lot

THREE THINGS I HATE:

01 | scream-o
02 | garbage
03 | your dad, for being with your mom

THREE THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND:

01 | russian
02 | why people want to have sex with dead people
03 | seedless watermellon

THREE THINGS I'M DOING RIGHT NOW:

01 | typing
02 | being hungry, but too lazy to get food
03 | breathing

THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE:

01 | fly a helicopter
02 | meet the guy who plays big bird
03 | go to scotland, and develop the accent. because it makes you ten times sexier

THREE THINGS I CAN DO:

01 | type
02 | talk
03 | eat

THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY PERSONALITY:

01 | tall
02 | fun loving
03 | i can be funny, when i'm not trying to be

THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY LOOKS:

01 | nose
02 | teeth
03 | hey... at least my eyes are the same color...you freak

THREE THINGS I CAN'T DO:

01 | do a running back flip off of a wall
02 | stand on my head
03 | sing the quuen of the night aria

THREE THINGS I THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO:

01 | ben folds
02 | group x
03 | your heart

THREE THINGS I SAY THE MOST:

01 | oh geeze
02 | your mom
03 | dude

THREE OF YOUR ABSOLUTE FAVORITE FOODS:

01 | vanilla pudding, mmmm
02 | juice
03 | crab legs

THREE THINGS I WORRY ABOUT:

01 | kung fu lasers
02 | starvation
03 | this damn rash

THREE THINGS YOU'D LIKE TO LEARN:

01 | how to get someone to makeout with me with little or no effort...(this was lisa's, i liked it)
02 | to be a lighting designer
03 | to play the bass, guitar, accordian, harp, piano, etc.

THREE BEVERAGES YOU DRINK REGULARLY:

01 | dr. pepper
02 | water
03 | juice

THREE SHOWS YOU WATCHED WHEN YOU WERE A KID:

01 | batman with adam west
02 | david the gnome
03 | teenage mutant ninja turtles

What
kind of clothes should I be wearing? by Evelyn

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so this was sent to me today, and i thought i'd fill it out here so you can all learn a bit about me, here we go

1) single or taken: single
2) your age: seventeen
3) birthday: april seventeenth
4) sign: aries
5) siblings: one brother (andy)
6) hair color (natural color): dark brown, but currently black
7) eye color: brownish
8) shoe size: eleven and a half
9) full name: gregory samuel falcione

*~* r e l a t i o n s h i p s *~*

1) do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend: not currently, any takers?
2) did you send this to your crush? i didn't send this to anyone...it's on my blog
3) did your crush send this to you?: samantha is not my crush, so no

>>>>*-;-*f a s h i o n s t u f f *-;-*

1) where is your favorite place to shop? value world
2) any tattoos or piercings: no, but who knows what can happen on a drunken evening?

>*-;-* t h e e x t r a s t u f f *-;-*

1) do you do drugs: caffiene
2) what kind of shampoo do you use: suave vanilla floral
3) what kind of conditioner do you use: wheen i do, it's suave daily clarifying
4) what are you most scared of: spiders, ladders and rejection
5) what are you listening to right now: lullabye- ben folds five
6) what car do you wish to have: a pretty one, with wheels, and music
7) who is the last person that called you: nick
8) where do you want to get married: i really don't care
9) how many messenger buddies do you have online right now? fourteen

>*-;-* f a v o r i t e s *-;-*

1) Color: dark blue/ black
2) boy's names: i'm partial to gredgory, and i've realized the vital importance of being ernest
3) girls names: michelle, natalie, and gwendyln
4) subjects in school: ap chemistry, even though i'm bad at it
5) animals: koalas, tree sloths
6) sports: curling, water polo, trick shot billiards

>*-;-* h a v e y o u e v e r *-;-*

1) given anyone a bath: yes
2) smoked: no
3) bungee jumped: unless you count jumping off of my garage roof with a bungee cord wrapped around my waist...no
4) broken the law: probably
5) made yourself throw-up: on a dare
6) gone skinny-dipping? only on occassion
7) ever been in love: once i thought i was, but i'm not sure
8) made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: not to my knowledge

>-;-* f i n a l q u e s t i o n s *-;-*

1) do you like filling these out: no, not at all, so you readers better appreciate it
2) how many people are you sending this to? zero
3) who will send it back: not a single person that i sent it to
4) gold or silver: silver
5) what is the last film you saw at the cinema: the matrix reloaded...and why the hell are these the last two questions?

weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee're ugly! abbey and i are the thespian officers. tomorrow is the first meeting in the morning. we'll see...it'll be good. tonight was the band concert..kulma got the bell. big suprise. only three more concerts to go. mmm, time for sleep

rawr! cincinnnati = way fun and exciting. awesome bus ride there, good concert, good dinner, good times at host family, good breakfast, fun times at the mall, awesome kings' island, sort of tasty dinner at dick clarks, really good bus ride home. some confusion over the weekend, lasting into now. we'll see where that goes, but i don't know. tonight is the barnstormers banquet, and hopefully i will become the thespian point secretary if everything goes as i hope. we'll see. regardless, there will be lots of crying, and that's always a good time...goodnight my someone, goodnight

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Moderate
Level 2 (Lustful)	High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Very Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	High
Level 7 (Violent)	High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test

oh my god.. xmen two = so amazingly good i crapped my pants like five times. it was amazing. oh my lord.night freaking crawler was sweet, everyone else was way sweet, oh my god it was so good. wowzers. then we went to denny's and i had a french toast, and it was tasty. tomorrow is the chamber/vive concert. everyone should come...it's free, in the tryout theatre. good times. well, it's sleepy time, so don't let the bed bugs bite.

so, this weekend was the play. oh man those crazy times in oklahoma!. lots of good times through the whole weekend, i learned a lot about lighting which=good. mmm tasty theatre. and i'll tell you, there's nothing like a total lack of sleep to get you really confused about pretty much everything. yes, those all nighters really tend to make me whig out hardcore. bluh. oh well. i went to rock orchestra for an hour today and got nothing accomplished. tomorrow = notescards/outline before second period, practice for chanmber/vive, and absolutely no stress about the ap chemistry exam because this guy is not taking it. that's probably the smartest decision that i've made thus far in regards to that test. hmmmm, now i just need to figure out a way to explain the d i have in chemisty to my parents. ooooo, i should borrow meg's lab to give to mr. edwards on tomorrow/tuesday. hmm. well, it's time for some shut-eye which i need badly. raaaaawr.

today involved some hardcore sleeping, going to get the company car from lorain for my padre to drive the chicago in, rock orchesttra for forever, then more working on lights for forever. by the way, the post from friday should have said, "who knows...and with whom" not "...who". i'm my own personal grammar police. last night, ned, nick and i went to see zach lombardo in the sound of music at tri-c west. he was what we like to call time magazines, "nazi of the year". oh man. then we went to alison's and watched dawson's creek on dvd. oh man was it good. pacy almost got it on with his teacher, dawson almost got it on with jen, and joey almost got in on with this rich boy from out of town. oh man. lots of getting it on in that show. i think this weekend was pretty good, even with the lots of work to do. tomorrow starts hell week. after school for the kiddies. and all week. then friday is the ap euro test. oh my god, i know nothing about european history and i still have fifty questions to do for second period tomorrow. oh well, that's why god created first period. goodnight y'all.

one at contest= way good. michaels with bindel, nick, laura, megan, and phil equals good. mmm, tasty eggs benedict. tomorrow=sat's, hanging lights, and some theatre?/movie? who knows...and with who? hmmm we'll see! goodnight

mmm, it's theatre time with the english class. tasty shakespeare

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argh. there are so many things that i want to write here, but i can't, but i want to. eh....in a few days. i hope

life just looks so much easier on tv. i mean, sure people have their little problems...but in all of your major sitcoms, there's never really any bad stuff happening. i just want to lay down and sleep for a week. like if i could do that, and wake up a week later, i would be the freaking happiest person on the face of this earth. just not have to deal with anything for seven days. that's all i ask...seven days

why is it when i offer people adivce to people about relationships it works and things go well, but when i'm in a relationship i can't do things right? a friend asks me a favor, and i, not thinking say yes... even though it effects my girlfriend. normally thinking, i would say hey...let me ask my girlfriend about that...but no i just say yes. argh. stupid stupid stupid. and now is she mad at me and pretending she's not. i'm so self-conscience about doing things right because i don't want to screw this thing up. i tend to do that a lot. and that would be the worst thing to happen to me now. argh. i need sleep and stress management class in two weeks. bleah.

i should warn you
i go to sleep
i know you don't
know what i mean
yet
i get upset or happy
i go to sleep
nothing hurts when
i go to sleep
but i'm not tired
i'm not tired

i know it seems that i don't care
but something in me does i swear
i don't remember all last year
i left you awake to cry the tears
while i was dreaming in streams
flowing between the shores
of joy and sadness
i'm drowning
save me
wake me up

i should warn you
i go to sleep
you won't know when i go to sleep
because i'm not tired
i'm not tired
i just sleep

i would like to note on the entry from february the twenty-seventh. that post was not directed at any one person. that post was me venting every pissed off feeling from my body. i needed that. trust me, it's way better that i wrote it here and not screamed it in someone's face. i'm not apologizing for what i said, because it's what i felt. my life should not consist of me holding back my feelings about anything, and it's not going to. my life is going to be about being honest with how i feel, when i feel it. some of you may not be able to accept it. hopefully most of you will, and be appreciate what i mean by it. i'm not being honest with you to hurt your feelings, nothing i say here is for your personal betterment, it's for mine. this keeps me from bottling up everything that i would probably go screaming at someone if left to it's own devices. what i say isn't a proclomation of my loss of friendship for anyone, unless it specifically states that. so, i ask that you be glad that i am honest with everyone, and be glad that i don't lie to you and pretend to feel something i don't. because if you were to find out that i was pretending, then that hurts worse. so i don't hate you unless you're jason fuller, or dan quayle. so that's it for the evening, i'm going to bed

and now they have started again. there is some major slandering. nick just called himself a fierce fighter while laying on top of abbey. it's a good thing that becca isn't here. because it's pretty hot. lots of heavy breathing, panting and kicking in my cd case and dropping my darts on the floor. they want to break eachother. in the spirit of the euro we're not doing...i believe that this all comes from some deep seated sexual frustration. as in, they aren't getting any and need to do that. nick just played the drums on abbey's butt. abbey just called it playing her butt. if nick's ass wasn't hanging out of his pants this would be a lot better. now abbey is on top. it kind of resembles a 69 position minus the sex. still lots of panting. drink break. he's totally pinned to the floor. they're so about to make out right now. they were gazing into eachothers eyes. and then nick went for abbeys boobs. and now she's playing instruments at him while she's straddling him from behind. if they were naked this would be like cinemax porn.

right now as i am writing, nick and abbey are beating the crap out of eachother. and nick is totally losing. this is all why we are trying to do our english homework. i'm just sitting here. abbey just called nick a pansy. and abbey has nick pinned to the floor. now nick has abbey pinned. she is about to kick him. now they are beating eachother with the beanbag chair. and now they want a drink

it's cold. yesterday was warm. i wore sandals yesterday.i'm wearing a coat today. how is this fair. i got my bike ready for some riding yesterday. i would freeze my ass off if i went riding today. god damn hippies and their god damn weather. you know, it's that damn saddam hussein that's making it fluxate in temperature. and his god damn communism. that's how my grandfather talks. man i love my grandpa. next thing you know, it'll be colin powells fault for the god damn global warming. and this and that. time for some hard core dancing...................ok i'm done. writing that is, not dancing...........now i'm done dancing.

yay for long drives in the minivan with lisa and rachel. we drove like three miles farther than we were supposed to on the way to doc hanson's play last night. oh man, we were sitting in the front row, and then doc hanson and a small group came down off of the stage and were standing right in front of us. doc was trying so hard not to crack up at us. it was so much fun. we met diana there, and then we saw farmer and katie and lisa and jenny and olivia. at the end we all gave her a standing ovation and then got a picture with her. it was way sweet. this old lady with lots of makeup sang "i can't say no" and it was freaking hilarious. it was the funniest thing i've ever seen. oh man. then rachel and lisa and i went to cravings to talk and hang out. i asked the guy at the counter what had the most caffiene and he made me a "red-eye". it involves a triple shot of espresso, then a huge cup filled with coffee on top of that. it was the strongest cup of coffee i've ever had. it was amazing. i've gotten tired of typing so...maybe i'll finish this later, maybe i won't.

so the cast list was posted today. i didn't try out, but i've still got things to say. i try to be sympathetic. but it's hard. they think we don't understand, because we're in if we can breathe. the fact is, you didn't get your part, you didn't get in...move on. i understand it's your last show, i understand it's your senior musical and it hurts. it hurts everyone. what about the kid who's never tried before, and didn't get in. or even worse, the new kid who made it and now they feel unwelcome. being that new kid sucks. it sucks a lot. you've had four good years. teach the new kids. keep the club going. you don't want things to change. but you know what? they're going to, whether you like it or not. so suck it up and be remembered as the first senior who helped the new kid. instead of being the bitter bitch that makes the new kid's life miserable. mr. gannon doesn't hate you. trish doesn't hate you. dr. hanson doesn't hate you. ms. hankins doesn't hate you. someone just did better than you. you may not think so, but you don't cast the show. the best actor in the world who has made every part they ever tried out for can be beaten out by the snot-nosed little kid who had the guts to try. because that kid with guts didn't expect it to be handed to them on a silver platter. they knew they were going to have to work for it. and because of that, they win. and i have more respect for the kid who keeps on trying and is not bitter when they don't make it, than i do for the person who makes every show. because being handed all the finer things in life doesn't teach you anything. but then again, i don't understand, i'm a guy. i don't understand because i've been shot down most of my life, moving every two or three years and constantly having to start over. always feeling like the outsider. even when i've lived in this city, in this god damn house for eight years, and i'm still on the outside. but i don't understand. he didn't do this to you. you did this shit to yourself, and now you've got to live up to it and stand up to the fight. you expected too much. you "deserved it". you're the best because you're the senior. you didn't even consider not getting the lead. you couldn't comprehend the chorus. you didn't even think that you wouldn't make it. you set your sights on the top and everything else was dissappointing. oh well that sucks. learn from it. some of those kids would do anything for a shot. to have your "crappy" chorus part. there's a kid who would work their ass off just to be in you're place for the next three months. one man's trash is another man's treasure. but i don't understand. i just stand there and look sympathetic. i stand there and comfort you and say "this is crazy", and "i'm so sorry" but i'm not going to do it anymore. you can hate me. go ahead, see if i care. because i'm not the one who's going to be dissappointed all of my life. sure, you can set your sights high. just consider every other possibility and maybe it won't be such a shock. i'm sure some of you will hate for telling you the truth. but you know what? it is the truth. and you can't run from it. so stand up to it.