Oh where, oh where have you been you ranting blogger?

The last time I posted was June 2nd. That was basically the start of my summer! School was ending, at for me that meant the up and coming end of my career in high school and ready to move along to college. (Ready? Really? Who am I kidding?)

The end of school wasn't anything special for me. A lot of my friends and fellow classmates were totally broken up about leaving the school we've been present in for six years, as we do not have a seperate middle school.

At class day, the celebration of our class.. I didn't cry as I was hugging the people I've come to know all of my life as we all clamored up on the stage to the sound of our class song. I didn't cry, even if people were slobbering all over my brand new dress.

At graduation practice... I read a book and learned how to "shake with my right hand, take with my left, smile for the cameras, and walk straight down the aslie before turning to my seat.

Before graduation... I whined as my mother took my picture in my cap and gown and complained about how hot it was.

And finally, at that moment.. sitting with my class as speech after speech happened, and we were called to receive our diplomas after successfully fufilling our graduation requirements that I walked across the stage shook, took, smiled and walked straight out to my chair that I realized...

I was relieved.

I was relieved to be walking away from that stadium, to be walking away from that school, never actually required to go there ever again. And as we threw our caps in the air in a moment of poor joy; it seemed that everyone else on the field was relieved too.

Then that split second ended, and girls began hugging each other in tears, Parents flooded the field looking for their "babies" as pandemonium ensued as everything became claustrophobic.

I stayed in one place, waiting for my family as MY friends came rushing to me. My friends. Underclassmen from the band, past alumni from the band, and maybe about 5 other graduates.

I didn't cry, and it was shocking to me how many people were.

Enough of that!! It's July, so where was I for the rest of the summer?! Well, for the rest of June i've been galavanting all across the Wyoming Valley with a few close friends, and especially my all-too-wonderful boyfriend Thaddeus. The writer of www.thadsemporium.com

Besides spending the summer laying by the pool with any book I please, i've been spending my time attending car cruises with my boyfriend and his family in one of their many antique cars, having smoothies and chai tea in Barnes and Noble, making way too many trips to the movies to see the new summer blockbusters the day they come out, and having little road trips all over the Keystone State.

While i've been living up here in the summer months, i've also been working, preparing for going to school again in the fall, and rebuilding the haunted house I work at. (read one of the other haunted house members blog at http://hauntedhousewriter.blogspot.com/)

Oh, and I also got this really rad new laptop that i'm currently blogging from.

More to come, internet. Stay tuned and enjoy what's left of the summer!

Dear Digg,

Here's a complaint:

Digg, I used to love you. You were the first website I used to open every time I logged onto the wonderful world wide web.

But now Digg.... I want to burn you alive.

Rarely, will I ever check digg for news. I cannot STAND that you have advertisements disguised as posts. Oh, and why should I care about the 10 most disgusting [insert something here]

Please, go back to the days of interesting tech blogs, cool gaming news, and no ads disguised as stories.

...

Right at this moment, i'm realizing the effect music has on me.
I'm feeling quite angsty at the moment, and I've been listening to Seether, Coheed and Cambria, Three Days Grace, Avenged Sevenfold, Blue October, Chevelle, and Muse since i've gotten out of work two hours ago.

I'm sure this isn't helping my crappy mood, but I can't help it.
Depending on my mood, I let music envelope me.

When i'm happy, it's danceable music. When i'm sad, it's mostly Bright Eyes. Angsty, like this... and I go back to goth-Amy.

I try to be positive, and I just can't.

Is something wrong with me? Or is everyone like this? I just decide that i'm going to be mad and I can't bring myself out of this.

Maybe I should just shuffle through and shut up.

-Amy Lee

Currently listening to (and want to cry my eyes out to): "I'm Broken" - Seether

Barnes and Noble!

I'm blogging. From my iPod. Wee. I have nothing to say other than that. And I'm in Barnes and Noble.

New look!

Hope everyone likes my new look on the blog.

Here's a random anecdote for you:
I usually pre-write my blog in a little journal that's decked out with these little owls. So i'm pretty excited that this template matches.

That's all i've got for you.

Look for a new post coming soon about rising teen pregnancy and why I love 16 and Pregnant and Teen Mom!

New Music

Just a quick random post for you.

Some of my friends think that I have the weirdest taste in music. If you have the opprotunity to browse through my iPod or my collection on my computer, you'd probably look at me like i'm cracked. It goes through every single genre out there.

Lately though, i've gone from enjoying Blue October, Three Days Grace, Say Anything, Muse, and Coheed and Cambria to way too much Beach Boys, Jack Johnson, and a whole lot of Conor Oberst and Bright Eyes. A lot of the stuff my boyfriend introduced me to.

I really wonder what's responsible for the total opposite end of the spectrum switch.

In the meantime, I think that everyone should take a hypothetical trip to California in the 50's and 60's and listen to the Beach Boys..
Or check out Jack Johnson and Conor Oberst. ;)

Peace!

Currently listening to: "Sleep Through the Static" - Jack Johnson

A Love-Filled History Lesson

Being polar opposites with someone may seem like a reason to not get to know someone, be their friend, or whatever else... but in my case, that phrase, polar opposites, is exactly how I would describe my current boyfriend.

Thad (check out his blog at www.thadsemporium.com) is essentially my exact opposite; a preppy, reclusive, as he says "elitist" of his old high school, and now strutting around his college campus in a series of button-down Hollister shirts and perfectly done hair only letting a few carefully chosen friends getting to know him well enough so they're not complete strangers - is my social opposite: I, on the other hand, a nerd, a gamer, a musician, singer, actress, the type of girl that's okay with rolling out of my bed, brushing her teeth/washing her face/tying up her hair, throwing on a t-shirt and sweat pants and leaving the house to see her battalion of "acquaintances" and small group of "best friends."

When we first met through a mutual friend, I had no idea that the kid that introduced himself to me with the ever-so-popular greeting of "Downtown Amy Brown! How's it goin'?" would ever become someone that it now seems... I need to live.

At that first meeting, I couldn't even figure out who... for lack of a better phrase, he was trying to be. He was cracking stupid jokes and comments to which no one was responding; except for me. I think the only thing pushing me on was the fact that he was pretty cute... or maybe I was just doing it to be nice. Either way, I kept laughing.

I guess from that brief meeting, he chose to add me on facebook, and I chose to write on his wall. With that initiated contact, he would leave me goofy comments all the time, and then eventually.... we both got the courage to obtain the others' cell phone numbers.

After a few.. not so great dates, we went to Barnes and Noble for coffee. Thad seemed - different some how. We had a great conversation, and then looked around through all the books. We talked about our favorite books and favorite writers and he was getting excited and happy, as far as I could tell. It was a side of him that I had yet to see, and i'm quite sure a lot of people that have known him longer than I have, have STILL yet to see. It's then that I realized that there was definitely something between us, and I could definitely see us together. From there, we set up another date. We went to the movies, to see Where the Wild Things Are. The movie did not hold our attention, we began to chat and flirt with each other, and soon enough... he kissed me. And with one last exchange:

"So... is this official now?" "I think so."

We've been together for five months, and already I can't see myself without him. I know that seems like a huge statement for a seventeen year old girl that's been making her life's decisions to make, but Thaddeus works well in whatever I choose to do.

Not many people seem to understand why we work so well together, and honestly... I can't explain it to you either. As he says (and wrote about in his blog) we DO have people in our social groups that would essentially work out. But we both don't care.
I can't explain to you my feelings for him, and if I tried I would probably just sigh and smile at you as if living in a day dream.

As i've portrayed this as if Thad and I are perfect; at times our differences do get the best of us, and we do fight. But it seems like every time this happens and we try to give the other the cold shoulder it will last for about five seconds before we both start nudging each other and constantly asking "What's your problem?" which just shows me that we're always willing to talk it out. And that fact, is something everyone in a relationship should try.

In the fall, Thad and I will be attending the same college with alike majors - as he just switched. Many people are already telling me that we won't last; considering the amount of time we'll be seeing each other. We're both willing to take this challenge because already, we try to see the other as much as possible. Days away from the other tend to become painful and feel empty, and we're both prone to spend many hours replaying past nights in our heads over and over again.

Sometimes, finding that person that it feels like you're "meant to be with" can last an entire life time. It could be painful, it could be hard. But love can turn up in the most unlikely places - with the most unlikely person. Keep trying, and don't give up.

And while you may be out there looking for it, try Barnes and Noble. You might even catch Thad and I sitting there, our hands clasped together in the middle of the table, enjoying one of our trademark deep conversations, and laughing at the others' jokes. We still go there, whenever the mood strikes us... and every time we leave, I still have the same initial reaction of what might of been me falling in love with him.

Currently listening to: "Four Winds" - Bright Eyes