The Only Thing We Know Is It's Getting Dark And We Better Go

Love is in the air. My uncle is getting married today (finally). Good for him. I think he'll be so much happier for the rest of his life. Anyway, for once I know a girl that I don't completely hate. I'm not certain that I particularly like her, but she's smart and likes decent music, so I respect her. Goddamn. Have I never respected a girl before? I can't think of any examples that disprove this. Wow. Maybe I'm just a bitter jackass. Or maybe girls need to stop being such whores. It doesn't really matter. I'm excited for life again.

girls, girls, girls, girls, girls I do adore...

maybe not jay-z, but I think I know what you mean.

College, Redundancy, The Big Dance

Working hard, trying desperately to get into Columbia. Classes are pretty easy though. I really wish I had put some effort into the first 3 years. Fuck. I'm going to end up going to my third or fourth choice because I dicked around so much. I tried to be cool by not doing any work, but now I realize all that matters is what I want, and what I want now is to get into college. I guess I just never thought about it until my counselors told me my grades needed to be about 5 points higher to get into a top college. I had always assumed that I would destroy the SATs and everything would sort itself out after that. Apparently that isn't the way things work.

In other news, homecoming this weekend. I'm not sure what to feel. I am actually going to the dance for the first time. Honestly, I don't care for dances at all. They are tacky and boring for the most part. I guess just hanging out will be fun. The girl I'm taking is pretty and is into some decent music. I'm not sure we totally agree about music, but I think only 2-3 people do. Also, in a surprising coincidence, out of the twenty-some people at Mirkwood in July, both of us were in attendance! And I didn't even know this until after I asked her to the dance. FUCKING WILD.

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Summer sucks. I get yelled at everyday to get a job, I don't get to sleep in anymore, and every night is like a Friday: exhausting. I wish I were 12 or 13 again. Working 5 hours a week was more than enough; I had virtually no expenses. At least during school I could see my friends without spending all my money on something to do. Why can't we all just hang out anymore? Why do we always have to buy food or go out? I'd be happy just watching the O's at someone's house. I'll even bring some fucking cheese dip.

How Anologous!

this charming man: the gaslight anthem as MKS: the unbroken heroes

ah. summer. the year just flew by. Wieters is in the majors now. Every time he gets up I expect some great hit, which is completely unfair of me, but fuck it, O's fans deserve to be hopeful about something. Prom in two days. I guess that will be fun. I find it hard to get excited about something like that though. It's so regulated by our overprotective parents and the administration of our school. All this unneccessary protection just kind of annoys me. Why can't they just let us be regular teenagers? I'm not saying they should let us show up plastered, but dancing restrictions? Seriously? Just let us be ourselves.

I have only one question going into summer. Will the Waffle Song finally be recorded? Probably not. We (me, that other kid who likes MKS, maybe Tim and/or Joe Gallagher) can only hope.

Titus Again (at the Black Cat w/ Lucero)

So of my 17 posts, 3 are about Titus. I can't help it. They're so fucking good. And of all the bands they could play with, they picked a damn good one. Lucero is a group that I've never really gotten into, but they seem to always be in the peripheral of my musical senses. Not that that makes any sense whatsoever. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I've never gone on a binge on which all I do is listen to Lucero for 2 days or a week, but I've always listened to them, 5-6 plays a week or so. Anyway, Titus is just going to blow everyone's mind. I'll be surprised if they don't exceed my expectations, which is surprising because they are really fucking high.

BEST O'S GAME EVER!!!!!!

Friday night, best Orioles game ever. O's won 5-4, after some serious tension in the top of the ninth, and we saw a fight - firstly, it started when one guy threw another about four rows down and five seats to the right. Then, the second guy's friend punched the first guy right in the face, which resulted in immediate retalliation. At one point, the first guy was choking the third guy, so someone pulled them apart, and the first guy turned around like the fight was over. The third guy got up slowly, drew back his arm, and whacked the first guy as hard as he possibly could in the back of the head, and the whole thing started back up again. Later, we discovered that all black people say pluck instead of flick. I'm not really sure how it came up, but we asked 4 random black guys out on the street and each one said pluck (when we flicked a 5th guy, he tried to tell us we were flashing him a gang sign). We then continued the experiment with 4 white people, who all said flick. Then, quite randomly and unexpectedly, a half-black woman stepped up and said she uses them interchangably. There is no way that's just a coincidence.