INDY NEEDS A GOOD SHOW...THAT'S NOT 2 HOURS AWAY. Anyways, I freaking barely passed my Intg. Chem/Phys test. 62%..first time ever. I usually fail, hard. I bought a bullet belt over the weekend, I need to order more bullets though. I should have the money by the end of the week :) So excited. I saw Megan Saturday. Dani, Austin & me went to this poetry thing she had to go to, and she told us about this huge fat guy that got up infront of the mic and started saying a poem about the ocean, doing weird handmotions and had his nipples poking out. I would of loved to see that. Then Dani & Megan went to the bathroom to shit and made LOUD moaning noises, while Austin & me sat outside cracking up & imitating this lady who walked by with her pants up to her boobs. Megan left early, so Dani, Austin & me walked to Wal-Mart. As soon as we walked in...We saw Johnny. Well, he made a farting noise and I just thought it was a little kid or something, but then he said my name...I turned around and he was on those kid car rides things at the front of the store. He was like crammed in. I don't know, I guess you have to know Johnny/know what he looks like to find it funny. Then Brian and some other dude popped out of nowhere. That pretty much made my Saturday night. I love seeing people I never get to see. 1.5 more days till fall break, yo. I need stuff to do..so let me know if you want to hang or something.

Life has been really good lately. I've been making stuff like crazy, yesterday I made a new bag for school...and it actually turned out good. I'm pretty happy about it. I got good grades, well mostly...better than I have in a LONG time, so I got my computer back finally. My friend is going out with my best friend. I don't really like it, at all. I have a feeling she's just going to come over now so he can too, & ditch me. Manya's the best thing I have, seriously. I don't want to lose her. I've been having feelings lately that I'm going to end up losing her. She'll figure out how lame I am & find someone new & cooler. She's the best friend I've ever had. If this happens, I don't know what I'm going to do. Anyways, I've been in the library for like 3 hours this morning. Doing research on my Opposing Viewpoints paper. Prettttty good. Not complaining. My hands are cold like fuck though. I MIGHT GET TO SEE MEGAN THIS WEEKEND! Holy shit, I'm so excited. Kat & I might meet her @ barnes & nobles for a poetry reading in carmel, I know...amazing. Then we might spend the night at her house and have a girls night and watch horror movies. I hope it happens, If Kat can't do it, then I'll just go see her and hang out with Megan there. Oh welllll. I think Jordan & me might be hanging out this weekend too. Holy shit, I'm busy for once.

I can't stand stupid carmel "too fucking cool punks". They think they're better than everyone else, and it's only when they're together. When they're alone, they're pussies and won't say shit. They're mean to all the kids who listen to the same shit as them, but just don't make fun & hate everyone. What's so cool about being a bitch and putting on a tough act? I really don't see it. Maybe you can help me. Their life consists of getting wasted, acting cool, getting high, having sex, and looking cool. I didn't know wearing a uniform was considered punk, I thought it was the complete opposite. Isn't punk supposed to be about being you, and not caring about what others think, even if that means listening to some stuff others don't like? The stupid Carmel Punx make it seem like you have to be cool with them to be a real punk. Well, if that's punk...fuck punk. Hang out with who you want to, do what you want do, fuck following rules to be punk fucking rock. I'm tired of being blamed if a new someone who I'm friends with finds a new interest in punk and they dress it. I didn't fucking force them to do shit. I would still be friends with them if they still listened to their old stuff. I'm also tired of talking up those people who change to make it easier for them, and then the person who changed changes back the next day. If you want fucking respect, stand up for youself, and don't back down. You're not going to get it from coming to school with a couple of bands slapped on your back and a few studs. Anyways...I get annoyed way too easily. Seriously. This kid I know (not saying who, don't want drama) keeps coming over and I need a fucking break. Yesterday I wanted to just paint and relax...no, they had to come over and stud and complain to my mom about their pants not being straight...just to get her to offer to do them for him. That's fucking sad! Who cares if you don't have a fucking sewing machine, DO IT YOURSELF! Ahhhhh. Then they come over expecting me to do the studding because their too lazy?! FUCK THAT. AHhhh. kimdonebye.

New to this shit. Anyways, I made a really fucking cool collage today. It's on black cardboard type shit, and I spray painted stencils of Joe Strummer, Johnny Rotten & Sue Catwoman on it in white. Then, I put "1977" "SEX" and "PUNK" on it randomly, and a bunch of dots everywhere. It's pretty amazing, I'm adding color later. I went to broadripple on Friday with John & Manya. I got this amazing sweater. I took pictures for photojournalism, I think they will turn out pretty good. Then we saw this little girl running on the monon, and John predicted right down to the second when she was going to fall. Sloppy Seconds show last weekend = AMAZING. Anyone that didn't go should be jealous. Party Friday...It's going to be sweet. You'll see.