Even though I do :)

Well. Welly welly welly well! I don't if you heard that loud noise just there, but that was the sound of my mind being blown. I can't believe I've seen them. Stood in their approximate area. Breathed their personal dust particles.

( Read it and weep. Or just look at the purdy pictures )

So. That's actually a pretty bad representation of my night! I can't really put it in words :o But I hope this gives you some idea XD

<2

Tomorrow, I see thenewno2 perform after waiting for 3ish years. I'm stoked, for want of a better term.

But I have SATs tomorrow morning, so I expect a massive headache throughout the performance. STILL! I see this concert as my immediate karmic reward for all the crap I've been put through in the past, I don't know... 5 years. But, mainly for all the stress of this past month. Turns out college planning is nasty business, and it's not boding well for me..

I'm excited to be losing my 2ginity though... should I celebrate with a 2na sandwich? Move to 2scon? Ohh, it's been a long week O_o

Wish me luck.

Okay, okay, okay. Four days until I jet off to Paris and catch a connector to England. Then, four days after that, I'll be ferrying to France. Awesome. It's so close that it's both exciting and daunting. Where has the time gone?! It seems like it was just last week that it was a year until the trip, and I was getting excited disgustingly prematurely... I truely can't wait.

I'm pretty nervous on the packing front, though. What to bring, what not to bring, unnecessary items, things I might want...

Most of all, I really hope my computer's ready for the horrifically huge amount of pictures it's going to be receiving in about 2 weeks time.

Boredom can do strange things... such as leading me to Twitter. I am so ashamed *hangs head* But, it shows promise. Maybe.

twitter.com/watchtherain if anyone cares :P

It was so easy to join... that it barely suppressed my boredom. *flails arms*

Oh well. Twenty-seven days until I turn 17 in England XD. Words cannot express this, so I shall leave you with an ellipsis ...

Ahh George, love ya <3 I've just recently started hearing his voice in the backing vocals of My Sweet Lord and Wah-Wah and it just gets me...



It's so weird, I woke up and had forgot it was today. I was getting ready and decided to pop in a DVD. I chose a random Simpsons disk... and the first one was the George episode XD Homer's barbershop quartet.

Aaaand I got my Rolling Stone with Dhani today. Very Harrisony Day.

Since I'm bored and avoiding my math homework, I thought I'd post something informative for once.

Hair-pulling has been seen as a "teen thing." But, it's not like a trichotillomaniac has the choice. It doesn't come with a rush or a high like drugs and cheating death do. It's something we can't help, can't stop, and it alienates us. And, it is most certainly not a "teen thing" that only affects the dark youth that wear their hair in front of their eyes the mask their own insecurity or just so they don't have to see the world at all. Trichotillomania can start at any age. I've been an undiagnosed trichotillomaniac since I was in kindergarten.

This condition is so often misconceived as self-mutilation like cutting. It's actually more like a nervous habit, like foot tapping and fidgeting hands. It's usually associated with anxiety and depression, but sometimes it's just regular children who don't know why they have bald patches, and think they're freaks. They aren't though, and that's the bitterest part to swallow. Children grow up feeling insecure, and become teenagers and adults who have to part their hair in a particular way to disguise thinning patches.

I hate that things can't be better for young trichs who have to make the slow and painful realization that what they're doing is unusual and develop an intense paranoian whenever they go out. The media, and society, are guilty of adding shame to the condition, along with so many other disorders. It's not right that I'm ashamed to tell anyone about this part of me just because I'm afraid they'll never look at me the same way. That I should be afraid that they'll stare anxiously whenever I reach to pull or just fix my hair. That people will see me, with my strange face, my lazy eye, and my patches of hair, and see something else that they can't ever understand or accept.

So, my message to any soul that may read this: trichotillomania is not an addiction, it's not a fad... accept its existence and maybe the secret hair pullers of the world will admit the problem and it can become easier to deal with for everyone.

Okay, NOW I remember how much I love Halloween.
Went trick or treating with LAuren, Kate, Chatel, Catherine, Jess, Jamie, Christena and Kathy, it was *fantastic*. We walked down the streets singing like... well, tone-deaf people. Until our voices hurt and our heads were spinning. Costumes just make everything much more fun.

Then we all slept over LAuren's, which was insane. My friends and I are bonkers, and it became a wrestling match on about 5 different occasions (one of which saw chatel on the floor with Christena, LAuren, and Kathy sitting on her torso and legs, and Jamie on her head.) Aaand we played apples to apples which, I swear, fried our minds. We laughed so hard I'm still feeling it O_O? and because of a green "Lucky" card mixed with a red "My Bathroom" card, bathrooms have now because the new dirty euphemism. We started a game of Toss the Malted Milk Ball Down Someone's Shirt, which carried over into the morning XD Kate and Chatel fought over who was gonna sleep next to me (who knew I was such a hot commodity?) and I ended up sandwiched in between... twas tighhht.

Joint winners of the candy swap: Kate and Chatel. But, in my opinion, Kate won because she managed to get not ONE, not TWO, but THRREEEEE Heath Bars. *glare* XD

Aaaaand I still have Catherine's Halloween party this friday. I think I'll go as a panda.

Gah, I think I'm gonna go puke now from sugar intake.

yet everything is happening.
O_O

I'm getting really nervous for college. I keep saying "yeah, I'll look up colleges" that whole schpeel, but I have no clue where to begin. And I need to look for financial support... to support my lack of finances. My mom's about as helpful as a very unhelpful wall, so I'm getting all my info from Kate. Kate is now my go-to college girl.

I'm still looking for community service hours... but so is Rach so I don't feel so bad. Speaking of Rach... she's now a licensed driver. It's quite a sight, she's shorter than I am and looks much younger. And she's sort of clumsy and dazed like me (she's famous for sentences where she loses track of what's she's saying... "Yum. I love squirrels" being my personal favourite.) But if she can drive, she can cart me around places \m/ we're pretty low key and there's not many places to go around here. We have... a... diner? And a flower shot. I could just go all cartoony with excitement. XD

I've been a bit of an art freak these past few weeks. It's spawned a ton of photography, three (and a half) Dhani portraits, a Noel painting... in between homework. Our teachers seem to think doing no work in class means lots of work at home. Strange how that system works. Anyway, all my artsy doodle stuff is up
http://sminking.deviantart.com/gallery/ 
there are more drawings and stuff on page 2 than page 1. Lots of photography in between. My poor camera...

My guitar's still broken... it's bringin' me down :P I've been wanting to keep learning and trying but that bloody E string *twitch*
Oh well, I've got my piano. I can bear it.

I still need my passport! I think I'm panicking... I need it for April, for England and France *cue Handel's Messiah*

I'm still not over her... I feel so responsible. Everywhere I look, I see guilt. And for those who don't know, guilt is the colour of deep murky water that's so black you can't see the bottom, but you chance stepping in anyway only to find your foot falling down and down like when you go up the stairs in the dark.

There's a Tom Cruise advert to my right... now that just makes me laugh XD Tom Shoes *sigh* you do amuse...

I want autumn to be here, full blast. We're half green, half red. Whatever happened to the amazing New England autumns?!

I think I'm going to miss high school when it's over... I'm having quite a bit of fun in between unfortunate clusters of knowledge (and if you just read the word "clusters" and thought of cereal... yeah, i'm right there with ya XD). I mean, despite the disgustingly long walks between classes, I'm pretty much enjoying it! I've got a class with Chatel FINALLY! And so far my grades in that haven't been great... not failing, but not great. The story of my whole math career. I have to say, it's odd being down in math for getting a 78% on a quiz, and going immediately to English and finding out I've gotten an A on my first paper. I think school shall make me bipolar.
And French has been like... a party. We have our favourite teacher back, we're learning, we're having fun, and I sit next to Rachel and in front of Kate. It's just fabulous. 

I'm wickedly over excited over all these crazy twosdays... it's awful that tomorrow's the last one and I can't go. But really... I'm not getting 3(or less) hours of sleep so I can watch a glitchy dial-up feed. *SIGH* Angry call to fios, methinks...

And now I've said way too much. Must go get my stuff ready for school tomorrow. TTFN

Thenewno2 have made a tiny announcement on their facebook page, and it has been confirmed that the album will be released on iTunes on 1st August.

*runs around in circles, flailing arms*

So apparently last Saturday morning my appendix went to pot. I went to the hospital on Sunday, and was there until... today. I'm finally home, appendix free!!! Not that anyone cares, but I just want to shout it from the rooftops! I feel like a musical on legs. "Born Free" just bursts out of my mouth well... freely (no pun intended)

And I'm reeeally hoping someone, or anyone, here might appreciate or like this because I've been drawing it for ages XD
http://sminking.deviantart.com/art/You-Are-Here-81368400