Friday, May 11, 2007

I'm on fire and now i think i'm ready to bust a move. Check it out i'm rocking steady, GO!
listening to: Decipher Reflections From Reality -PlayRadioPlay!

currently: in a f*ck it mood

Awesome people: redmoonchick (she can write it better than you ever felt it) Jecca1525 ( she can stand under my umbrella)

The Detective Responds:

redmoonchick: Yeah, they think i'm going to shoot up the school.. but whats new. Why did he do that?


i hate who i am at school. i have no friends, i don't talk to anyone, and everyone here thinks i'm a kiss ass because i have good grades and dont get high or smashed on the weekends. I have no social status. i'm not even the loser or the smart kid. Normally everyone has a place. But i'm just lost. (prepare yourself for a second of emo-ness)i bet if i never came back no one would even notice. Maybe the teachers but thats just because they wish everyone was as quiet as me. My principal told me i should do something extra for a good college resume like student council and i was actually considering it until i remembered that you have to run for it. And why would anybody want me in student council if they dont even know my name.

hahaha.. so anyways lets have a moment of randomness. Last night i had a dream that marilyn manson was chasing me around an art museum calling me the antichrist and for some reason he was floating. It actually freaked me out a little.

no real big plans for the weekend really. I'm just gonna go over to jessicas and then chill with my horrible mom on mothers day because she really deserves it. HA


-Detective
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Thursday, May 10, 2007

   Put your hands in the sky buddy
listening to: The Rumors are flying -A Kidnap in Color

So now apparantly i'm the crazy person with the knife.
Some kids in my class were talking about a girl at school that had a knife on her today. The only discription was that one girl who wears black and is really quiet. Meanwhile i'm doing my work and listening to my headphones. After the realized that i was in the class they start freaking out. The principal was called to the room and he took me out into the hall and we both had a big laugh after he told me what the kids were saying. I showed him my phone and my inhaler and i went back to class.. but it sure freaked out the kids in my class lol. i guess they were talking about the other girl who wears black and is really quiet.
Oh well..it was pretty funny.


-Detective
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Friday, May 4, 2007

if worse comes to worse you can say that it will only get better
listening to: Brainstorm -Arctic Monkeys

currently: just dandy

Dude, i have a hippie for a teacher. He has long hair in braided pig tails and he's playing hackysack with all of the students in a huge circle. uh.. awesome. I'm just suprised he's not wearing tie die or a dirty poncho or something.

Yesterday we had parent teacher conferences. I told my mom about it tuesday but i guess she had a lot of things to do. so when i asked her if she was going she got really mad at me. She ended up going but she didn't need to yell at me. I wasn't very excited about going but it wasn't that horrible.(i guess)
When we first walked in the secretary gave my mom a report card thing and it said as of right now i have 5 A's and 1 B+ and my mom actually gave me crap about it. It made me want to punch her. A lot of things she said made me mad. I dont think she meant to but she still did. She kept making all these stupid jokes about having to think of new reasons to ground me. My teacher said she couldn't even imagine me grounded. It kind of made me think that my mom doesn't give me enough credit. I mean last trimester i had a 3.967 GPA (which is basically a 4.0) and was 1st in my whole entire school ( even though there wasn't a lot of competition.. nobody else does anything) and i still got yelled at about how irresponsible i am. It makes me so angry. theres just no winning. Theres always something she yells at me about or a reason she can complain about me. But i'm not going to waste any more of my time trying to prove myself to her. I'm going to do this for me.

Ok. So anyways, this weekend is going to be pretty cool. I get to see Jessica a lot and her family is having a big picnic thing on sunday. so that should be fun. But theyre probably going to try to get me to play basketball and i really dont want to. It's not that i dont like doing things or whatever. I just dont like doing things that involve a ball flying at my face( i.e volley ball, baseball, basketball..etc) Oh well, i'm sure i'll live.

So um.. have a good weekend and maybe if i have time i'll write something monday.

-Detective
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Friday, April 27, 2007

When I'm talking to myself I'd always rather be talking to you
listening to: My Beautiful Rescue - This Providence ...still

currently: counting down the minutes

The Detective Responds:

redmoonchick: It's not funny that i was and am a still little afraid of bridges..youre mean. And yeah theres no point in tagging danny. Plus didn't you?

Jecca1525: Good cause that would be horrible. Me stranded on the biggest chair in the world.. ok .. it would be just a little funny. But only for a few minutes.

it's friday yay.. that makes me smile
haha

read, listen, enjoy
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THIS PROVIDENCE

"My Beautiful Rescue"

I've been jumping from the tops of buildings.
For the thrill of the fall.
Ignoring sound advice.
And any thought of consequence.
My bones are shattered.
My pride is shattered.
And in the midst of this self-inflicted pain.
I can see my beautiful rescue.

I'm falling more in love.
With every single word I withhold.
I'm falling more in love.
With every single word you say.
I'm falling head-over-heels for you.

I've been dancing on the tops of buildings.
At the top of my lungs I'm singing you a song.
Don't you leave me alone.
My bones were shattered.
My pride lays shattered.
Well I'll trample my pride and tell the whole world.
To dance with me.

I'm falling more in love.
With every single word I withhold.
I'm falling more in love.
With every single word you say.
I'm falling head-over-heels for you again.

I'm crying out.
"Wash my hands, these bloody hands Lord. Open my mouth and I'll sing."

I'm falling more in love.
With every single word I withhold.
I'm falling more in love.
With every single word you say.
I'm falling head-over-heels for you.

I've been dancing on the tops of buildings.
With you.

http://www.purevolume.com/thisprovidence
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..
Oh, and i forgot to tag someone yesterday
and since i only know one person
on here that will do it i tag Jessica.
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Thursday, April 26, 2007

Not to change your mind, but somewhere theres sunlight
listening to: My Beautiful Rescue - This Providence

currently: counting down the days

The Detective Responds:

redmoonchick: Thank you for being the only person that comments my posts. no matter how dumb they are.

Cassi(e) tagged me so here are my 6 facts
1. i used to have a terrible fear of bridges. I still do but it's a little better.
2. i'm a vegetarian
3. After i graduate i want to go on this huge road trip with jessica to see things like the biggest frying pan in the world and the biggest chair. i wanna sit on it.
4. I want to get a dog and name him Wilford.
5. i want to be a photographer.
6. i miss my old(only)friends.

Alrighty.. so today has been super boring so far. nothing important enough to write about has happened.

But for those of you who know my situation, i've decided i'm going to (try to) keep my head up about what my mom is doing. That doesn't mean i'm going to quit acting like a smartass about it though. I think if she's going to treat me like an irresponsible 16 year old.. then i can show her what an irresponsible 16 year old acts like. It's about time i start sticking up for myself.

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Wednesday, April 25, 2007

My hell ends every weekend but it's all i have to believe in
Better open the door -Motion City Sountrack

You better open the door before I take a hammer to the walls around it.
I cannot let you inside my cell for fear I'll sink the ship and drag us both down.

Our hell ends every weekend
But it's all I have to believe in.


Matt makes his murderous demand: foreign films.
I take a stand and it's all uphill from here (at least I hope so).
Kate claims she can't depend on me for anything and I agree
It's crystal clear.
I reach for the bottle and disappear.

Our hell ends every weekend
But it's all I have to believe in.


Frank fails to see the humor in my sad attempts at breakdancing
in every bar along Lyndale Avenue.
Liz likes to liquor up my thoughts from the C.C. Club to the Triple Rock
There's no escape from the chorus of people screaming:

You better open the door before I take a hammer to the walls around it.
I cannot let you inside my cell for fear I'll sink the ship and drag us both down.

Our hell ends every weekend
But it's all I have to believe in.

Our hell ends every weekend
But it's all I have to believe in.

I'll swim backwards
I'll swim alone the long goodbye.

You better open the door before I take a hammer to the walls around it.
I cannot let you inside my cell for fear i'll sink the ship and drag us both down.
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Friday, April 20, 2007

   Good Morning, Sunshine
the clouds stopped moving yesterday
when i was sad
but started up again when i wasn't looking.

at night the stars were bright..
and i'm glad because they followed me home.
i liked the company.

The sun told me to wake up and smiled.
Good morning sunshine,
It's going to be a wonderful day.
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Thursday, April 19, 2007

This is what living like this does
mood:frustrated

listening to: such great heights -the postal service

currently: about to freak out

Awesome people- Jecca1525(Jessica -shes totally crazy)redmoonchick(Cassi cop)em0taku(danny)

The Detective Responds:

redmoonchick: skipper! I didn't steal your pimpage. My people are awesome not pimps and this is the detective responds not redmoonchick responds i can put you where ever i want lol

So i wrote that paper and what i thought would happen, happened. My teacher started to argue with my about my opinions and how they were wrong. Oh well.

Yesterday i got to see jessica and i think i really made my mom mad because she didn't have anything to yell at me about. I told her where we were going and she said i was lying and that something was up. It makes me so mad when she says i'm lying when i'm not but i'm getting used to it. This is like a never ending subject though. theres a lot more to the story but i never know exactly how to explain what she does. Maybe you have to be there to understand.

i have nothing to do today when i get home so it's probably going to be really boring. I might try to get some of my art work finished for college.

-Detective

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Wednesday, April 18, 2007

It's Not A Side Effect Of The Cocaine. I Am Thinking It Must Be Love
mood:rebellious

listening to: trading hearts for a day -backseat goodbye

Awesome people- Jecca1525(Jessica -not monkey)redmoonchick(cassie a good friend)em0taku(danny-um.. yeah.. just danny. jk)

The Detective Responds:

em0taku: i know my school sucks. thanks for that. we also have real rules here that the principal actually sticks to and after school detentions.

redmoonchick: i got her a cool picture frame with a picture of me and my brother in it. how creative lol


I have to write a paper about what happened tuesday at Virginia Tech University for a grade in my computer class. I feel like i shouldn't have to. It doesn't relate to anything i'm supposed to be learning in this class and i'm wasting my time by writing it. I could be doing this thing called study island for a school credit but i have to spend a whole day writing about what happened. i'm off to a great start though. I'm probably going to get in trouble for what it says.

Other than that i get to see Jessica today.( no more monkey.)My mom said she has to leave by 8. Thats not that bad though at least i get to see her.

Oh, and cassie. You should bug ms. kerr about our notebooks. She said shed have them after spring break. Those poems were awesome.

-detective
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