Broken down from the bikes and bars
Suspended like spirits over speeding cars.

I wish I was the one who wrote that. I have very little depth when it comes to my writing. If you can call this writing. Horrible horrible imagery. It's as if I'm grabbing a handful of sand, yet it slips through my fingers no matter how hard I clench my fist.

Working is the only normalicy I have at home. The attempt to spend some time with high school friends went downhill, considering being out of the loop for a long time leaves me with nothing to join in with. Alyssa and I discussed this in the car, as we were driving to her house to pick up a movie and some drinks. There is such a difference we hold at our schools, and we prefer that life over this one back home. Home life has no more appeal, and we would rather go back to how we like it. Go back to what we choose instead of what we were given due to birth.

Alyssa has always been such a good, constant friend in my life. During the middle school days, full of the sixth grade drama, we decided to keep it cool and stay out of the ridiculous nonsense the other girls decided to bury their heads in. Watching "A Walk To Remember" at an 8th grade sleepover, and not having the emotional connection the other girls were. "It's just a poorly scripted movie," we thought. Attempting to stay together during the high school years, despite the now ever present differences in our hobbies and interests. Leaving the high school and hanging out with another, out of town crowd while she stuck around to her studies. In the end, we always fell back into place. Maybe it has to do with our close comfort to each other, knowing things that the rest of the girls were left out on. Having experiences that forced us to leave behind childhood and grow up too quickly.

I remember the night my family found out that my grandmother had finally passed, suffering Alzheimer's for five years. Alyssa invited me to spend the night to get out of the house and to clear my head. Out of all my friends, she was the only one there to comfort me. To give me a place to stay and let all of my feelings out. No one else took notice, being too busy with remembering whom they were having their 9th grade tiffs with. Only her.

What she did for me that night still affects how I feel about the others to this day.

Freshman Year 2007-2008

Best Show:
November 2nd: The Thermals with The War On Drugs and Reporter
Honorable Mentions:
February 8th: Joe Jack Talcum of The Dead Milkmen, Alarm Clark!, and others. (This being the show I played.)
December 1st: M.I.A.
April 9th & 10th: Explosions In The Sky

Favorite Applebee's Moment: Discovering Ron and Harry on the first venture to said establishment with Lauren and company.
Favorite Qdoba Moment: Seeing Lenore beat Brian in an arm wrestling match, which in part spurred a workout regiment from Brian.

Longest Time Spent In J. Esposito:
Pushing the five hour mark.

Best Days:
February 8th-9th:
When Gillian came to visit and I played my first show at The A-Space. Finishing off bottles of Olde English. The Chinese food place we went into only minutes before caught on fire. Laughing drunkedly in the back seat. Going back to Peabody and eating some of Jude's baked goods in the early early AM.

October 11th:
Going to see OF MONTREAL with Lenore and Libby. Dressing up in a ridiculous outfit consisting of too much metallic and lame golds. Having a massive dance party, in which I worked my way to the very front of the stage and touched THE Kevin Barnes. Vowing to not wash my hand ever again, only to go to the bathroom and wash it.

Thanksgiving Weekend:
Coming home to see my closer high school friends. We were already changing a lot and growing distant. Spending my first night at the Kutz household, where I was still going at 4am.



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That is all I have for now.

After almost a year in Philadelphia, I'm back in my hometown for a long three months of working behind counters and serving up coffees for the summer. This will be good for me though, because I need the money to pay for another year at school. Today was absolutely hectic though, considering it's graduation for the town's local university. I made some good money via tips though and I really got thrown into the mix to prepare me for the rest of the time I'm here. Which actually, won't be as bad considering things will slow completely down after this.

I'm already planning my trip back out to Philadelphia in two weeks. I'm going to see a show with Garet and most likely spend the weekend at his house.

It's not even 5:30 and I am completely exhausted, which isn't very good because I have babysitting to do in about an hour. Then another early morning opening at the cafe.

Yesterday I did the deed. I had been contemplating it for quite some time now. For a few months actually. So with a little encouragement from Garet, I went down to Infinite Body Piercing on South Street and got my septum done. I just have a retainer for now, but In about six weeks I'll be able to get the barbell. I'm really glad that I did it, and it doesn't look half bad either. It'll take a little getting used to, but I feel good about it. One plus is that I can easily flip it up into my nostrils and it becomes invisible.

I have found a new pop culture item to love, and it is ADVENTURE TIME!

Today is my last day of classes, the last day of being a freshman at Temple University. It's really mind blowing, how quickly the year has gone by. I was talking to a classmate in my Writing for Journalism class about this, and we both hope that not all of our years hear are like that. This is such a huge buffer between young adulthood and getting out into the real working world.