most colorful booth

Music makes my world go round.

And money, my feet on dashboards, hammock chairs, and cinnamon waffles.

Modest mouse, outbreak, Ryan Adams, and new found glory will never leave multiplayer CD player. Eva

there is so much man boob on me right now

"I'm a bear in heat"

Paulina and I decided we're going to start our own comedy show, starring us. In our daily life. This will be complete with costumes and be very scary movie-esque. For we will be doing renactments for our favorite citcoms. They will be posted on youtube weekly.

Religious watchers will be awarded with our homemade T-shirts and the "Leann and Paulina favorite" gift set complete with:

-purple spandex pants
-2 monster energy drinks
-mandolin
-dirty girl mp3
-steak sauce
-Jesus sandals
-Dave Grohl poster

We have also discovered how great of artists we are, we will be making lame pastels and painting together on a regular basis, if you're interested in checking those or us out.

Do work!!

that's why the chimney smells that way!!!!

Paulina and I were outside on the hammocks lastnight enjoying the night air and a giant lump started running across her roof.

Apparently there is a colony of raccoons living in her chimney. Animal control will be contacted. No worries.

For the first time in my life i'm scared to take a step forward.

Aside from the fact that I was an hour and a half late to my own graduation it was all amazing, because the entire class of 08' cheered and screamed when I ran into the cafeteria doors half way dressing myself in my cap and gown.

The ceremony itself was boring with long drawn out speeches of things I already knew and had heard many times before, until the end. When the caps were thrown in the air and once again, I was punctual. Not because I was fashionably late, but because I stood on my chair with Ron Ron when they were presenting the entire class. Like a crazy girl.

I went out to a lovely dinner with my dad, who came into town, and saw Mark at the same resturaunt. Our waiter looked exactly like Cam.

When I arrived home, my teacher had given my mom a certificate during the ceremony for my academic achievement, apparently I got the best grade in the class. Hahaha, who knew? Not I.

I'm more proud of myself than anyone could be for me right now. Although I still see it this way, and I will say it best. I think that the past twelve years of school have been a waste of my time. I've taught myself more than any class I've ever taken. And experience is the best form of education and self-teaching is the best form of learning. I'm glad for all the people I've met and all the teachers that I've had close relationships with but, I just see it as a waste of time.

Praise growing up, and forks in the road.

repeative lead-ons and worthless quiet words

I have a hole in my finger, fecal matter on my shoes, new trash talk ringing in my ears, snot in my nose, too many texts in my phone, taco bell in my stomach, lame boys in my head, hate in my mouth, zine in my hand, nothing in my heart, and a good time in my night.

I offically despise the number nine, and I'm never leaving voicemails again. Mark my words.

"My foot is going to have a party at your house's face."

Best new television show out there, if you like fucked up, raw sense's of humor. Check out: 'Frisky Dingo', it won't let you down.

I was totally stand-offish about watching at first because the name is so lame, and its a cartoon. But, just imagine the voiceover of killface as a huge black dude and it makes the show even better than it should be. I recommend that you watch this with a significant other (especially if you're having troubles under the sheets), it will help bring you closer. Sike, haaa! Seriously though, undoubtfully funny, and worth the rent.

flashback to Tuesday, 13th

What happened during the day isn't really important, because its completely irrelivant to the night. This flashback is taking you to my recaps on the miles away, outbreak, bitter end, cruel hand show because up until this point I've lazily put blogspot aside.

The show was incredibly disapointing crowd wise, I was expecting SO many more people than there actually were and a majority of the people left before outbreak played there set. I suppose it was a reasonable turn out for a school night in Franklin, IN, though. Miles away's set needless to say didn't get that big of a crowd reaction, which was a huge bummer. I wish people loved them as much as I do. When they played afflidavid I almost lost my shit, paulina looked at me and simply stated "You have like stars in your eyes, you look so happy right now." was absolutely true. I can't believe they came from Australia. I liked singing along to their songs.

Bitter end's set was obviously mindblowing, no one in that room was standing still. It had been a while since I had been to this venue, actually the last time I was there is was still called "club logos". I couldn't have asked for a better show to bring me back.

Outbreaks set was the set of the night, Chris hooked his guitar up to his amp and some ones CV radio was coming through the amp. They were saying shit like "ya'll sound good out in this here corn field." I was laughing hysterically, and Chris left it on during the whole set and would talk to him through this guitar. I was still jumping up and down, high on stoke, screaming lyrics, and taking in the last songs of the gig. Most perfect show.

After the show, I bought a miles away crew neck, and cruel hands roadie (who claimed to have worked at the gap for 5 years) turned my crew neck into a not crew neck. I now have a miles away boat neck, and a sweet new hand shake with cruel hand's roadie. Lol. I also had a water fight with Cam and Blair. Which resulted in my zine, new not crew neck, and shirt wet. Cam and I went outside to talk about waffle house, which sounded appealing and everyone else agreed. Miles away was literally 10 minutes from my house, I don't think I could ask for much more than that, ever. My favorite band eating waffle house with me and a group photo was the best results of this night. I don't care how "highschool sum41 lovergirl" that sounds, because I'm going to see them again on the 30th. Cam aloud the option of us getting married so that I could move to Australia and he could get his green card. Win win and all I have to do is support his ass through med school. I could get down with that, and the great barrier reef.

In other news, on Monday- last day of school, trashtalk will be playing in broadripple. Bringing the stoke and kool-aid pouches. Woohoo