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I believe I am going to take this blog down. I may leave it up only to read everyone else's. But my own will not be updated I don't think. I prefer being able to click something open it right away and not have to wait forever for the stupid internet to load. And I would hate if I had to retype something because it didn't save or something. So I'm going back to my secluded thoughts.

Thanks for reading,

Dana Jean

Crazy Weather Chicks.

You know what I will never understand? People who wear t-shirts, flip-flops, and shorts, when it's going to snow today. I'm such a baby, I like to be warm all day long. I come to school in long sleeved things. Unless it's warm out. From my outfit you can generally tell how cold it is. Or at least how tired I was this morning. These girls however look like, well stupid actually. Ones wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and UGG boots. And the UGG's are an ugly color. Oh and one more thing. Every girl at the table has wet hair. So either they're in swimming or their just begging to get pneumonia. That is the hardest effing word to spell. Whats your hardest word?

I feel kind of silly today. I finally wore this very cute heel boots today. These are the boots with the fur and of course my apple bottoms... XD JK, but they do have fur! Any how, I ended up leaving late and now I'm parked on the hill, which is a crappy parking place at my school. Walking into school my calves were BURNING. Ahaaha ahh well I will exercise today.

New Found Love.

Hello my country bumpkins.

So the New Found Glory concert was incredible as expected. I died when Jordan Pundik shook my hand and called me babygirl. And was brought back to life along with a girl named Caroline when he called us his homies. And yes we both screamed like little girls. I have bruises on my BELLY. Which quite truthfully made me laugh even if it sucked falling to sleep because I lay on my stomach when I fall asleep. Mmhh, I have a guitar pick from them and it will be forever cherished. Even if I thought I broke my camera six different times when in reality my battery was just in wrong! XD Or when I thought I lost my necklace. That dragged me down for a total of two seconds and than I was like. "EFFF I'm at NFG screw it." I lucked out and a nice guy found it for me. And because I was on a super high that night. I threw my arms around the guy and hugged him like a loser-freak. After that great night it's time to go on to the excuses.

I haven't blogged in awhile and I feel midly regretful for that. Things have just gotten really hetic. Although I suppose I should have procrastinated on something in name of my blog.. I am actually not procrastinating right now. I'm just in a class and have finished an exam I compeletly forgot to study for. Ah well this class always allows retakes thank god.

On to the good stuff, (other than NFG =P)

There is a gentleman that I'm not actually crushing on. But I can see myself crushing on. He's cute, tall, athletic, has a great smile, and for the most part seems pretty mature. In my mind he feels a little out of my league but who knows maybe I can pull it off. We've had two different moments that have made me laugh out loud or at least smile randomly. The laughing one was when me and my friend Haylaylay noticed him for the first time. He was sitting behind us with one seat between him and my friends nick and peter. The reason I sat in front of them was because I didn't want hayley to be left out of our group. So I sat in front of them nick and peter were cracking jokes and everything when I noticed that he was laughing too. Which made me pretty much just notive him. And I than I said he was cute and than all the sudden he smiles and I was like "Holy shizzzzz, he heard me!" To hayley and we started laughing because I was like "What did we learn in physics today? We learned how easily sound travels..." Than the random smiley was when I was coming in to school in the morning to go sit in the cafeteria like I always do. I was coming up the same way as always when I heard music in the gym I looked in there and saw him stretching he looked up and smiled at me which made me smile because it was a great way to start the day. Let me tell you!

You want to know a great way to end my day? Finding out that New Found Glory is coming BACK! With Dashboard Confessional to do an all acoustic show!!!!!!! I'm so effing excited. They must have loved us. Like we loved them mann this is so incredible if this always happens first of all I'm going to be broke and second of all I'm going to be the happiest chick alive. New Found Glory concert at the beginning of every month. I will die happy.

Thanks for reading my fanatic-ness,

Dana Jean

Just Bullshit.

Everyone seems to think addictions are so fricken cool. And none of them are! Following a group for too long makes you mindless. Smoking cigarettes kills you, alcohol makes you stupid, drugs kill you make you stupid and mindless or loss of personality. I hate all of this, school is like my last entry still a stress press and just as I feel like I have a handle on it everyone at home goes nutty and all the sudden theirs just a ton of shit bouncing off the wall. I hate my brother. I wish he would just go to jail already and get rid of some of this stress. It hurts so bad to say that you would really rather just have someone in jail, especially when they are occasionally okay. But he put his hands on my mom today. MY MOM. Who has given up EVERYTHING for that stupid shit. WHAT RIGHT DOES HE HAVE?! My mom gave up her retirement fund for his lawyer fees. She went to visit him all the time when he was in jail. She always forgave him, cried for him, loved him, gave him money, a home. And it seems like the drugs just make him forget everything she's every done. He deserves to go there. For a really really long time. The fact that he's robbing two kids of a father is enough to get rid of him. The fact that he pushed Jessie into her daughter, just seals the fact that he deserves to go. And I am so sick of hearing Jolie call him her dad. A dad is someone who loves you unconditionally who is there to bail you out and teach you what a decent father figure is. Even a shitty dad is better than no dad. And my brother is no dad. He's a ghost in her life that I hope and pray will float through and be replaced by someone who deserves to be called that role. Man I sure hope Jessie's taste in men improve otherwise Jolie and Brandon are going to have a tough go of it.

All of this drama,

and my necklace just broke.

Damn it.

This has been, Just bullshit with,

Dana Jean

School the ultimate Stress Press

I'm having some issues spelling parallel parking. YES I DID IT! I cant believe it that was amazing, seriously it took me like ten tries attempting to type it in the label for this post thing until I was like "Screw this." and deleted it. Ahhhh well, onto the stress.

I hate how every subject at my school thinks it's the most important and can assign three different things for one night. Apush, French, and than on top of this self-important classes, all the other classes that assign one homework thing a night. I feel horrible for any one child that has more classes than the norm. (I can think of one and she is superwoman!) Half the time I feel like they are just trying to keep us in school mode 24/7. Everyone likes to kick back and relax. I just happen to be one of those people that can't exactly convince themselves that a certain amount of time is enough. I'm too self-absorbed and weak in the area of control. That last sentence sounds of a lardos confession.

Anyway.

I should be doing homework and I am not.

My parking is off. I don't know why. I park at home *PERFECTION*

I park at school, and than I have to re-park six times.

Agh, school stuff is really weighing on me. I think I have a challenge for any readers at all, and any readers that go to school, come home, and go straight to your days work. And don't stop till you've finished. And see how you feel. Rules are: no t.v, eat before not during, but quickly only a fast snack, no playing with music devices, animals, or children. Try to find a quiet place.

Than blog or comment back with your experience. Tell how you feel and if it is better or worse than waiting till later.

In the mean time,

a certain procrastinator is off to shower and do an Apush reading assignment,

Thanks for reading,

Dana Jean

Cough, Sneeze, Fake.

WARNING: I have some grievances today.

And I feel like sharing.

Firstly, I hate cold season. I hate being plugged up having my throat sore and my ears popping. Especially at school. It grosses me out to be all sniffly around other people. I feel like they just stare at me and are like "ew nasty snot girl." Also I hate having to bring my own tissues to school. I know it would get expensive to supply tissues, but they should at least in the class rooms.

Common Courtesy or being a gentleman HAS DIED.

If you ask me, it died along with chivalry. Doesn't that just stink? It reminds me of this Chicago song that got cut from the movie. It's called Class, Catherine Zeta-Jones and Queen Latifah sing it, I think the line that embodies this classless society best is this one,

Oh, there ain't no gentelmen to open up the doors,

There ain't no ladies now there's only pigs and whores
And even kids'll knock you down so's they can pass
Nobody's got no class!!!

Now was that respect or class? Is there a difference? A penny for your thoughts anyone reading this. (Ahaha I reminded myself of a teacher)

Next on the agenda, Liars, Fakes, and Cheats.

I don't really understand people who are excessive in any of those above qualities or personality traits. It's sad that maybe their too afraid to be who they really are, or to have to cheat on someone to make themselves "better". Or maybe their just jerks. People should realize, if they like themselves than someone else will follow suit. Because monkey see, monkey do. And who's to say following is such a bad thing. It is when again it's in an excess but in small amounts it can be a good thing. Like you following the general path of someone, Like Ghandi. Wow, it's saying I'm spelling Ghandi wrong..... Google time! It's definitely right... How nuts. You think someone like that would be in the flipping dictionary. Under calm amazingness. Mrrh I have gotten off track. I guess I'm just trying to say, just be yourself. So many people have said it, and yet it seems no one cares enough to listen. Go figure.

There's more I could add to this, but I just realized that I need to quit procrastinating and get my stupid math homework done.

Night,

And Thanks for reading,

Dana Jean

Christian Music and Puking

I know what your thinking.

And no I am not satan and I did not throw up while listening to christian music.

Although it surprised me today while I was driving the boat, or caddy, that all the songs I ended up listening to and actually liking were on religious radio channels. It was a different thing for me. But I really enjoyed the lyrics and the realness of the vocals. Some bands now a days are such processed crap that if you were to see them live they might just get booed off the stage if it wasn't for lip-singing. All I'm saying is if I'm going to a concert the person putting it on better be singing better than I am. Otherwise I will be pissed.

So the puking part of the title has a little bit of a story, so I'll give the background a bit.

If you don't know me well than you wont know that my favorite band of all time, is

New Found Glory. (bellow)

Jordan (lead vocal, top left) Kevin (guitarist, top right) Chad (guitarist bottom far left) Ivan (bassist middle) Cyrus (drummer, far bottom right)

They happen to be coming to town on the second. I have my ticket and am super excited to go. It's been building slowly, the upcoming excitement and happiness. So on the day of the concert don't be surprised if I just combust with joy. Anyways on to the puke.

Me and my mother are in the car with my nephew at six p.m. After doing two hours worth of errands. At this point I'm exhausted, hungry, and probably a little high from inhaling gas fumes from being trapped inside the caddy. I was talking to my mom about picking my friend up from this concert. When she asks me "Whens your concert anyway?" (my concert being NFG) Well I say its the second. And for that moment that my brain weather it was from sleepiness or my other excuses completely left out an important part of that, and my mom was like "Today's the second."

I died.

I seriously nearly puked everything. It was horrible.

And than I remembered,

New Found Glory's concert, is November 2nd.

xD

I'm going to go watch Bolt with my cutie for a nephew now,

Say hi to Joseph!

and

goodnight to me,

Thanks for reading,

Dana Jean