[My title was going to be 'It's A Cruel, Cruel Summer' But the survey I did told me otherwise.] Hahaha. Whenever it's this hot, I can't help but hum Cruel Summer by Bananarama. So that's my pick for today. Without even noticing, my "pick of the day" has nonchalantly turned into something necessary in every one of my entries. I didn't even realize I was doing it. Anyway, it's humid. And nasty. And I can't sleep, so I'm writing. Because its been a while. I'm doing well. This weekend was nice. It was the 22nd Annual Manalapan Memorial Day Soccer Tournament! Yaaaay! No, seriously. That wasn't even sarcasm. I love it. It's probably my favorite weekend of every year. Three days of doing nothing but hanging out at the rec center, playing soccer, watching soccer, eating greasy cheeseburgers and cherry ices, drinking gatorade, and getting ridiculous shinguard/jersey tanlines. For any soccer player in the area [and a few teams out of the area], it's the place to be. I'm such a jock, it's not even funny. I could probably write a book about the tournament. The feeling of camaraderie and nostalgia. Belonging. Etc, etc. Oh! And to top it off, we had off from Friday - Tuesday. Therefore, this school week is only Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. And I think Friday is a half day because of Senior Prom. God, I love the end of the year. Anyway, I don't have much else to say. So I'm doing this survey thing again. Because I'm bored and already listening to my iTunes on shuffle. INSTRUCTIONS 1. Put your music player on shuffle. 2. Press forward for each question. 3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY? We Killed It [It COULD make sense, not for today though] WHAT'S YOUR OUTLOOK ON LIFE? Still Fly [HAHAHA, MOST DEF! Download that, btw - Still Fly by The Devil Wears Prada] WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU? Seein' Red [Yeah, maybe] WHAT DO STRANGERS THINK OF YOU? The Party Scene [Hells yeah...] WHAT DO YOUR EX'S THINK OF YOU? Carry On [I guess so] HOW IS YOUR LOVE LIFE? Cold And Blue And Lifeless [Hahaha pretty much] HOW WILL YOUR LOVE LIFE BE IN THE FUTURE? The Truth Is, You Should Lie With Me [Based on the title alone: Aw (: Based on the lyrical content: Yeah most likely hahaha] WILL YOU GET MARRIED? Fast Forward To 2012 [Um?] WILL YOU HAVE KIDS? Say (All I Need) [Pardon?] ARE YOU GOOD AT SCHOOL? Someone Else's Dream [That actually makes really good sense!] WILL YOU BE SUCCESSFUL IN LIFE? There's No 'I' In Team [Partnership? Group? Collaboration?] WHAT SONG SHOULD THEY PLAY ON YOUR BIRTHDAY? We're Gunna Have Us A Champagne Jam [Sounds like a party to me] THE SOUNDTRACK OF YOUR LIFE: Head Club [Based on the lyrics - Yeah, unfortunately] YOU AND YOUR BEST FRIEND ARE: Seven Deadly Sins [Haha, YES!] WHAT DOES NEXT YEAR HAVE IN STORE FOR ME? Baby Got Back [Hahahahahah, oh lord. Oh and download THIS too - Throwdown's cover of Baby Got Back. It's hilarious] WHAT DO I SAY WHEN LIFE GETS TOO HARD? The Kids Don't Stand A Chance [Touche] WHAT SONG WILL I DANCE TO AT MY WEDDING? Everything [How cheesily appropriate] WHAT DO YOU WANT AS A CAREER? What If You [Makes no sense] YOUR FAVOURITE SAYING? Linger [Huh?] HOW WILL I DIE? Tortures Of The Damned [Sounds painful] THE SONG THAT YOU'LL HAVE AS THE TITLE? Aliens Exist I swear, one day I'll do this and ALL of them will make sense. Bye for now. Maybe something monumental will happen, and I won't have to bore you with surveys. But probably not.

Today's Reccomendation; Jesus Christ by Brand New. At least read the lyrics. Which brings me to this entry. So, again, I found myself reading Quit_Lollygagging's journal. Again, she got me thinking. I wonder if she's ever read mine... Yeah, I fully realize that I sound like a huge stalker creep. But all I'm saying is she's refreshing. Introspective. But anyway. She was talking about death. About where we go. And it reminded me so much of the song Jesus Christ. Yeah, the one I reccomended up there ^. And basically, the song is so perfect for me right now. It's such a beautiful song. I always seem to forget how much I love it. It's definitely one of my favorites. The song itself is so well thought out, in a way that seems so random. 'What the fuck is she talking about?' What I mean is it's so intricate. Clever. Brilliant. But that way it's laid out, it sounds like Jesse's thoughts just rambled out as they come to his head. Which brings me to the part that Quit_Lollygagging's entry so distinctly reminded me of. Jesus Christ, I'm not scared to die. I'm a little bit scared of what comes after. Do I get the gold chariot? Or do I float through the ceiling? Will I divide and pull apart? Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark. And this ship went down in sight of land. And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands? I can't even begin to pick this apart. I would be here for days. And this is only one small part. It's such common thoughts, though. Where are we headed? What will it be like? Then to the part (which happens to come before the part I already mentioned) that always seems to remind me of my life. Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face - The kind you'd find on someone I could save. If they don't put me away, well Well it'll be a miracle. Do you believe you're missing out? That everything good is happening somewhere else? With nobody in your bed, the night's hard to get through. And I will die all alone. And when I arrive, I won't know anyone. Who hasn't had that feeling? Honestly. I've been feeling this way to frequently. I may be happy, but I'm still lonely. I still feel isolated and like I'm missing out. And yeah, there's someone I'm interested. And we talk. But barely. I feel like I have absolutely no chance and it's possibly the most frustrating thing ever. But I promised myself I wouldn't go off on a teenage unrequited love rant. But it's what I'm feeling. Unfortunately. He's a nice boy too. Which is new. Ugh. I'm stopping now before I get insane. Just please buy the cd, download the song, listen to it online, read the lyrics... Just give this song a chance. It's incredible. A complete break down and discussion about this song could go on for weeks. On this site, this song has over 400 comments. People talking about it. Decyphering the symbolism... Again, I'm gunna stop myself before I go off on a rant about this. I just hope you take my advice.

Stick To Your Guns, oh how I love you. That's my reccomendation for today. Listen to them. Anyway. Clearly, I have my dramatic ups and downs. Today, I'm up. Lately, when I'm not having a bad day, I'm more confident. I'm secure. It's nice. I hate when this happens. I came here with a entire day's worth of things I needed to get off my chest and now I have nothing. Well, I have one thing. My ex. He's different now. Well, he's just surprising us all. Curveball, majorly. He's with this girl now. She's so completely not his type. He's keeping her secret to majority of his friends. Apparently, they fucked all weekend. They just met. SO not like him, let me tell you. He went from me to this girl Taylor to the new girl. Cara, I think. I just can't wrap my head around it though! Taylor and I are nice girls. Respectable. Yadda yadda. Cara is ...not. She's um... okay she's a slut. I'm sorry. I didn't want to say it, but I couldn't put it any differently. I sound awful right now, I know. But if you knew him, or better yet if you knew HER, you'd see what I meant. It's wierd! Not to mention, he's back to what he normally does when he moves on from me. [We have the most unhealthy relationship ever in the history of relationships. We dated, loved each other, then I hated him, broke his heart, he hated me but still loved me, but found someone new, I fell for him again, painfully told him, he broke up with his girlfriend (NOT BECAUSE OF ME THOUGH, I SWEAR) and we tried "us" again, ended up hating each other, didn't speak for weeks, finally became friends again, he started to like me again, then we randomly stopped talking, even more randomly started again, and now we're here. And all this happened between September and now.] So he's being an immature brat. He goes through my MySpace and Facebook pictures and leaves obnoxious insulting comments like a little child. "Wow Court, nice face... cough." "This is just disturbing." Etc. I don't know. It's hard to make it sound anything less than pathetic and petty on here. But it's odd, and I'm so not looking forward to having yet another one of his new girlfriends rubbed in my face. He doesn't realize that it doesn't make me jealous. I'm happy he's moving on. I almost feel bad for the girl that he parades around in front of me. Like she's just for show. Whatever. I'm not dwelling on him. I'm not letting him get under my skin anymore. I'll let him lead his own life, whatever that may mean. I'm really upset I can't remember what I had to say! I feel like I had so much to get out! Ah, well. I'm tired. And really at ease. So I'm not gunna dig through my brain for things to rant about. I'm enjoying my peace of mind (: Oh, another reccomendation - Okay 2 of them. More Bayside. Download - Megan (Acoustic) Landing Feet First ^ I think I've mentioned them before. But they just came on one after the other on my shuffle and I really, really love them. So I figured I'd add it in. And I know I've said this, but really. If you want to talk about something in my journal, about music, about me, about you, about ANYTHING; talk to me. IM me, Email me, what have you. xbeatLOVEdown@aim.com That about wraps it up. G'night

So good, Say Anything. So good. Go buy 'In Defense Of The Genre'. Expose yourself to some class-A art. So I'm freaking out. My head is spinning. In school I felt sick and exhausted. Not to mention, I was fet up. [Surprised? Definitely not.] When I got home I was sluggish. Mom comes home, and I'm immediately pissed. She tends to do that. Fought with her all afternoon/evening. Went out after dinner, feelin' fine. Came home suddenly frustrated and hurt. Stupid shit hurt me. Stupid pointless petty ridiculous things. I'm not this fragile. I was never this fucking fragile. But I guess walls can't stay up forever. I can't breathe. I have that awful ball in my throat, something between needing to cry, needing to scream, and needing to run. Perhaps all three. It's funny. No matter how many times I listen to this song, I get the same stomach tightening reaction. I wish I saw him tonight. Or any of them really. Sometimes, they seem to be the only ones who don't think I'm royally fucked up in the head. Maybe it's because they never see me like this. Maybe that's why I love them so much. Because they don't know enough. It's always easier to love the ones you don't truly know. Sometimes I crave their company over that of my closest friends. It's my close friends who make me uneasy. They know too much. I just want him to come over again. He makes me feel special. Just in the way he looks at me. The way he kisses me on the forehead. The way I know he'd always be there if I needed. Too bad he's big brother's best friend. I need out. Big time. I need away time. Alone time. But not really alone - just away from the people here. The ones I know. The ones who know me. I need someone new. Not necessarily a love interest. Just somebody new to talk to. Maybe that's why I start so many of these online journals. I'm hoping someone will contact me. When it fails, which it always does, I cancel my account and move to the next website. The endless cycle of failed attempts to contact to the world. I'd like to think at least one person finds me interesting. I'd like to think at least one person wants to talk to me. I could be wrong. I'm probably wrong. This entry is turning into a huge sleep deprivation-induced stream of conciousness. I've been feeling a lot like Holden Caulfield lately. My apologies if I spelled his name wrong. I read the book last year. This CD is seriously mind-blowing. The lyrics... ugh I can't even talk about it. My words won't do it justice. I don't think I've ever felt so alone in my life. The lonliness is in the pit of my stomach. I've been tearing at myself for hours trying to get rid of it. I'm still coughing up cobwebs. Despite the fact that I thought this was over, I'm back to square one. Once an addict, always an addict. Apparently, I'm addicted to self-depreciation and the overwhelming sense of being completely isolated. Not the most lovely of addictions, for the record. I'd trade it for meth sores and cocaine nosebleeds anyday. I just want someone to Follow Me Into The Dark. There has to be someone out there who wants to hold my hand for a while. PS - You won't understand a lot of this. Sorry for all the pronouns and vague statements. This is just my mind, typed out as best I could do it.

Bayside is an incredible band. Download "A Rite Of Passage" and "They're Not Horses, They're Unicorns." Anyway. It seems to be another one of those nights. Where I'm picking myself to pieces. And I shouldn't be! I'm just completely done with everything. Honestly, I am physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted. I've never felt so run down. Everything is sluggish and painful. I'm touchy. I'm irritable. I'm moody. I'm angry and cranky. I want to get away! Where the fuck is summer? I need to more than ever. My yearly deep-inside-my-gut ache is back. My insane restlessness. Yeah, restlessness. That's what it is. I so badly need to break this routine. I need three months of chaos and freedom and spontanuity. That is spelled so wrong, and I don't even care. I totally didn't sign on here to rant. I just wanted to get my mind away from this by posting the bands that are going to my Warped. The Englishtown, NJ one. Because I have nothing better to do. I'm putting all of them that are coming here, bolding who I want to see, and italicizing the maybe's. Enjoy. July 28, 2008. Raceway Park. Englishtown, NJ. - 3OH!3 - Against Me! - The Aggrolites - The Academy Is... - The A.K.A's - Alamance - The Audition - Alesana - All That Remains - All Time Low - Anberlin - Angels and Airwaves - Be Your Own Pet - Beat Union - Between The Trees - Blasé Debris - The Briggs - Bring Me The Horizon - Broadway Calls - The Bronx - Buffalo Casket - Charlotte Sometimes - Classic Crime - Cobra Starship - The Color Fred - Confide - Danger Radio - Dead Legend - Drive A - The Devil Wears Prada - The Disco Ensemble - Does It Offend You - Dr. Manhattan - Evergreen Terrace - Every Time I Die - The Fabulous Rudies - Family Force 5 - Fear Nuttin' Band - Forever The Sickest Kids - Four Year Strong - From First To Last - Gil Mantera's Party Dream - Greeley Estates - Gym Class Heroes - Horrorpops - The Human Abstract - Katy Perry - The Lordz - Ludo - Mayday Parade - MC Chris - The Morning Light - Norma Jean - ORESKABAND - Pennywise - Pierce The Veil - The Pinker Tones - Protest The Hero - Pull The Pin - The Randies - The Recovering - Reel Big Fish - Relient K - Revolution Mother - The Saint Alvia Cartel - Say Anything - Set Your Goals - Shwayze - Single File - Sky Eats Airplane - Steven Steadham/Citizen X - Street Drum Corps presents BANG! - Story Of The Year - Street Dogs - We The Kings Decent. Not awesome, but not terrible. I'm just bummed Stick To Your Guns isn't coming to us. Same with A Day To Remember. And Jack's Mannequin! Lmfao. Where else would you hear those bands in the same sentence. I have the most random music taste. But back to the lineup. It could be stronger. But Warped is always ridiculously fun. I'm not worried. FIN!

INSTRUCTIONS 1. Put your music player on shuffle. 2. Press forward for each question. 3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY? This Ruined Puzzle. [Sorta.] WHAT'S YOUR OUTLOOK ON LIFE? One Twenty. [Makes no sense.] WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU? Honor. [Aw, good.] WHAT DO STRANGERS THINK OF YOU? Los Angeles Is Burning. [Nope.] WHAT DO YOUR EX'S THINK OF YOU? Slowly, Through A Vector. [No.] HOW IS YOUR LOVE LIFE? What A Day For A Daydream. [Basically.] HOW WILL YOUR LOVE LIFE BE IN THE FUTURE? You Should Have Killed Me When You Had The Chance. [Oh, lovely. Good things to look forward to I suppose.] WILL YOU GET MARRIED? When Soul Meets Body. [Cute.] WILL YOU HAVE KIDS? Gata Negro. [Oh, true...] ARE YOU GOOD AT SCHOOL? Colorblind. [No, though.] WILL YOU BE SUCCESSFUL IN LIFE? South. [So, no?] WHAT SONG SHOULD THEY PLAY ON YOUR BIRTHDAY? Divine Intervention. [No.] THE SOUNDTRACK OF YOUR LIFE: Notorious Thugs. [Hahahahahahahaha, yes!] YOU AND YOUR BEST FRIEND ARE: Whose Authority. [Haha, yeah we're total badasses.] WHAT DOES NEXT YEAR HAVE IN STORE FOR ME? Megan. [Lmao, good! I love her!] WHAT DO I SAY WHEN LIFE GETS TOO HARD? You're The Wanker, If Anyone Is. [Ahaha, absolutley.] WHAT SONG WILL I DANCE TO AT MY WEDDING? Hallelujah. [But that's such a sad song!] WHAT DO YOU WANT AS A CAREER? One Day Women Will All Become Monsters. [Clearly, I'll be a monster.] YOUR FAVOURITE SAYING? Alive With The Glory Of Love. [How sweet.] HOW WILL I DIE? Masterpiece. [Sounds epic.] THE SONG THAT YOU'LL HAVE AS THE TITLE? The Kids Don't Stand A Chance. Stfu, I happen to like these. Quick Update - I'm happy. However, my family is disintegrating. My crush is frustrating and confusing. [Aren't they all, though?] Besides that, I'm doing well. And I can say that with confidence. If anything seriously life changing happens, I'll come back and tell you.

So I'm not as bad off as I was last night. But I'm far from good. I just need out of school. Things are always better in the summer. Changing the subject, though. I took that Color Quiz that everyone's been raving out. And yeah, it really is accurate. Your Existing Situation Working to improve her image in the eyes of others in order to obtain their compliance and agreement with her needs and wishes. Your Sress Sources Resists any form of pressure from others and insists on her independence as an individual. Wants to make up her own mind without interference, to draw her own conclusions and arrive at her own decisions. Detests uniformity and mediocrity. As she wants to be regarded as one who gives authoritative opinions, she'll find it difficult to admit to being wrong, while at times she is reluctant to accept or understand another's point of view. Your Restrained Characteristics Demanding and particular in her relations or those close to her. Be careful to avoid open conflict since this might reduce her prospects of realizing her hopes and ideas. Circumstances are restrictive and hampering, forcing her to forgo all joys and pleasures for the time being. Your Desired Objective Needs a peaceful environment. Wants release from stress and freedom from conflicts or disagreement. Takes pain to control the situation and its problems by proceeding cautiously. Has sensitivity of feeling and a fine eye for detail. Your Actual Problem Wants to be valued and respected, and seeks this from a close and peaceful association of mutual esteem. That's seriously ALL 100% correct. Especially my actual problem, desired objective, and stress sources. Wierddddd. But anyway. I'm sick of everything and everyone. I just want to cry every morning because I dread having to go to school and deal with everybody. I'm sick of my friends, I'm sick of my school, I'm sick of my teachers, I'm sick of homework, I'm sick of notes, I'm sick of classwork, I'm sick of lacrosse. I'm just sick of everything. I don't know what to do. 30 days of school left. Thirty. Three zero. That's all I have to get through. Too bad I honestly doubt the fact that I'll make it.

But hey, hey I've got things to say. I've lost control of life. I'm crying. I'm crying hard because I don't know what else to do. I'm shaking. I'm breaking down completely. It was only a matter of time. Keep so much in, you eventually combust. This is me combusting. I'm not me anymore. This isn't Courtney. She was back, briefly. She stopped by last weekend. Courtney's a fucking tease though - she was long gone by Monday morning. She's never here to stay. Because that would make things easy. That would make things happy and comfortable and good. Clearly, "good" is never allowed. "Comfortable" is out of the question. And Happiness? An illusion. Raise your hand if you're happy. If you're raising your hand, you're lying. I'm just so angry. And frustrated. And lonely. And dissappointed. And a million other things. I wish I could split open my skull and pick apart my brain. I want to know what is going on up there. Because it sure as hell isn't making any sense from here. I want to write well again. Everything I write is cliche. Dry. Mediocre, at best. I always hate it. It means nothing if I can't like it. I used to be able to pump out story after story, poem after poem. Now, it's so hard for me. I'm so uninspired, so uninspiring. I want to write that one amazing peice. The one that changes lives. The one that makes you laugh and cry. That leaves you speechless. Instead, I'm writing about the same thing every time. I'm writing about the people I hate. I'm writing about the people that disgust me. The ones I see everyday. I'm writing about who I really want to be. Usually, it's all the same person. And usually, it's one of my friends. It's all in my head. The story. I feel it. I feel it right now. I just don't know how to put it in to words. Notice I'm doing all I can not to go into detail about why I'm crying. Maybe that's my big story. Me. My endless string of thoughts and concerns. My thousands of story plots. My twisting, twisted mind. Maybe if I can get that on paper, I can get my story. But maybe not. I'm sitting in silence. I never have silence. My iPod got completely deleted tonight. My downstairs computer clearly doesn't like my music. I'm pretty upset about it. So, now what? I go about my days in silence? I've never been able to. Silence is painfully loud. And lonely. And nights like these, in silence? They're dangerous. It's nights like these - when there's nothing to listen to but my pounding heart, shallow breathing, and racing mind - that sometimes help the razor find the wrist. Nights like these can make you go insane. I find myself saying "I don't care. I don't know." to a lot lately. Don't let me become apathetic too. I read Quit_Lollygagging's journal. She's a brilliant writer. I hope it's a she. Otherwise, I'll feel pretty stupid. Regardless, it was refreshing. Someone who's actually different and interesting. Kudos. I should email them and tell them. Don't know if she'll care. Don't know if I'll have the guts to actually do it. It feels nice to talk about someone other than me and my issues. Maybe I'm living in my head too much. But maybe I'm not. I think I need sleep. I never can sleep anymore. I should try right now. I'm sorry this is so long. If you actually read this, and you ever feel like talking, email me xbeatLOVEdown@aim.com I'm looking for someone new and refreshing to take me away from my life. Even if it's only for a minute. I desperately need a change. I don't think I'll make it out alive at this rate.

So I went to Best Buy with my mom to look at cameras. I made a detour to the cd section, naturally. Right to "S". I was looking specifically for the new Say Anything cd - In Defense Of The Genre. Well, I found it. And bought it. 27 songs for $12.99. For serious? I was so surprised. Anyway. Point of this entry. The cd... it's... well, it's... It's Fucking Brilliant. Max Bemis is one of the most talented writers and preformers around right now. He has the most interesting mind. While the subject matter of the songs remains more or less the same as the old stuff [sex, drugs, alcohol, etc etc] it is INCREDIBLE no less. The imagery. The metaphors. The language. The rawness and honesty of it all. So straight forward. So emotionally driven. It's unadulterated anger. Frustration. Spite. Hurt. Sexual desire. Max is a genius. I can't put it any other way. His mind is so beautifully twisted. I mean, with him being bipolar and a [ex?]substance abuser, there's endless dark corners for him to crawl into in his mind. And they're all laid out for me to listen to. And i'm nearly pissing my pants over how much i love it. Not to mention, they have SO many of today's amazing singers lending their voices to a track here and there. Anthony Raneri, Haylie Williams, Chris Carabba, Aaron Gillespie, Chris Conely, Kenny Vasoli, Anthony Green, Matt Skiba, Adam Lazzara, Fred Mascherino, Chad Gilbert, Jordan Pundik, Gerard Way... Just to name a few. I CANNNNNNNOT wait until Warped Tour this year. I haven't seen them live since Bamboozle 2007. Omg, I seriously can't get over this fucking album. Go buy it. Please. Listen to it alone in your room. Get inside Max's head with me. You won't fucking regret this. Say Anything officially owns my fucking soul.

How pathetic am I? I'm back, and with another survey in tow. I seriously hate sundays ahahha. Nothing monumentally important has happened since I last posted. Especially since it was only a few hours ago. Alright, let's make this quick. Maybe if I do it really fast, I won't have time to realize how badly I need a life! 1. Who did you last shoot a dirty look at? That would be the mother. 2. What kind of car do you drive? ...The invisible kind? 3. Have you ever had a garage sale? No, but I always wanted to have one. 4. What color is your iPod? Hot pink. But I really need one that holds more than 1,000 songs D: 5. What kind of dog do you have? A very overweight Cairn Terrier named Cobe. We watch TV together all the time. 6. What's for dinner tonight? Some gross chicken stuff and rice and a salad. My parents are dieting, therefore we ALL have to suffer. 7. What is the last drink you drank? Milk. 8. Last time you were sick? Uhhhh, right now. 9. How long is your hair? About shoulder length. 10. Are you happy right now? I guess. I'm just kinda... blah. 11. What did you say last? "Ooooo love me dead!" ...I was singing Ludo. 12. Who came over last? Choliee! 13. Do you drink beer? Oh, you meen urine in a bottle? No. No I do not. 14. Have your brothers or sisters ever told you that you were adopted? Yes. He's 19, and he still does it. He's obviously REALLY, REALLY clever. 15. What is your favorite key chain on your keys? I'll letcha know when I actually have keys. 16. What is in your pocket? Lint. 17. Who introduced you to your boyfriend or girlfriend? Livin' the $!ngL3 L!f3. 18. Who is the last person you had a phone conversation with? Mom. Or Nikki. 19. What DVD is in your DVD player? Juno! 20. What's something fun you did today? Sat on my bedroom floor and sang along to Bayside songs really loudly. Alone. OMG, SO FUN!#$%^& ...joking. It was pretty lame actually. 21. What do you think of when you hear the word "meow"? Gary from Spongebob. 22. What are you listening to right now? Don't Call Me Peanut by Bayside 23. What have you had to drink so far today? Gatorade, Orange Soda, Lemonade, Milk. 24. When is your birthday? May 11th 25. What's the area code for your cell phone? 908 26. Where did you buy the shirt you're wearing now? The Ferret Music tent at Bamboozle last night. 27. Is there anything hanging from your rear view mirror? I think that's illegal in Jersey. 28. How many states in the U.S. have you been to? Four - New York, Pennsylvania, Virginia, Texas Five, if you count New Jersey. 29. What are you going to do after this? Sleep. Or math homework. Probably sleep though haha. 30. What is something you need to go shopping for? Shorts. 31. Do you like pickles? Dill only please! 32. How about olives? Yes, omg. 33. What is your favorite kind of gum? Orbit. 34. Do you have any tan lines? Ugh, yes. My legs are only tan from my ankle to halfway up my thigh. My arms are only tan from my shoulder to my hand. And there's a ring around my neck from my shirt. GOTTA LOVE LACROSSE. 35. Do you remember the name of your kindergarten teacher? Miss Finklestein! 36. Who was the last person to call you baby? Dunno... 37. When you're at the grocery store do you used the self checkout? YES! I love it. 38. Has anyone ever sang to you? Does Applebee's count? 39. Has anyone ever given you roses? No. 40. If you were abandoned in the wilderness, would you survive? Hells yeah! I used to go camping with my brothers boy scout troop almost every weekend when I was little. And now I go camping all the time (: 41. What is your favorite color? Army Green. 42. What color are your eyes? Lightish Redish Brown. 43. What is a compliment you receive way too often? "You're so cute!" Simply because I'm tiny. 44. How tall are you? A whopping 5 foot NUTHIN. 45. Who was the last person to say they loved you and when? Probably Amber yesterday. 46. Do you like your parents? Daddy, yeah. Mommy is a whole diffferent story :/ 47. Why did your last relationship end? He was controlling as hell. And moody. And exhausting. 48. Who was the last person you said you loved on the phone? No clue. 49. Where is the furthest place you've traveled? Texas 50. Which do you prefer, to eat or sleep? Eat, for sure. 51. Do you look more like your mom or your dad? I don't know. I look like my grandma, but I don't know about my parents. 52. How long does it take you to shower? Around 20 minutes, give or take. 53. Can you do splits? Not anymore :( 54. Can you use the grill? Yeah! 55. Are you flexible? Somewhat. 56. What movie do you want to see? The Orphange. And The Strangers. And a few others. 57. What did you on New Years Eve 2007? Partied like it was 2008. Oh wait... 58. Was your mom a cheerleader? Nooooo. 59. What is the last letter of your middle name? H. 60. How many hours of sleep did you get last night? Six or Seven. 61, Do you wear your seatbelt in the car? Most times. 62. Are you scared of flying? Nope! 63. What do you sleep in? Tshirt and shorts. Or sports bra and shorts. 64. Do you have any tattoos? No, but I want some so badly. 65. Have you ever been to Los Angeles? No. 66. What jewelry do you wear all the time? I have a few necklaces I wear a lot, but I usually forget. 67. What is your favorite song at the moment? Heartless by A Day To Remember. Or Landing Feet First by Bayside. Or Don't Call Me Peanut by Bayside. OR (Last one, I swear) Love Me Dead by Ludo. Listen to them all, pronto. 68. What song do you HATE? Anything by Metro Station. 69. Do you like chocolate? A little too much. 70. Are you easy to get along with? Usually. 71. Any up coming events you're excited about? My birthday! One week exactly! Well, that was thoroughly fulfilling. Hokay, Goodnight Loves.