(I changed my upper module- thingy, because i am absolutley STOKED about the BOWLING FOR SOUP concert. ahhhh!!!! and warped tour. and all the bands i am going to see at warped tour. and although its a month away i am sooo exxcciiiittteddd...)

I went on the most motivational, inspiring hike this weekend. 15 miles. two days. middle of no where on the appilachian trail. ohmigod. amazing. met some sweet hippies, including three hikers who were hiking the ENTIRE 2,100 mile trail. met some creepy hillbillies. met some animals. climbed a 1700 foot mountain. complained alot. thought about many things. i video taped the entire thing, and got some great footage of a weekend i'll never forget. i am going again in august...who wants to come?! haha.

I would like to thank god. the sun. the moon, stars, and the entire world...for giving me the best happy pill anyone could every ask for. it is causing me to jump around in circles multiple times. and.i.like.it.

shopping for a comforter and blankets for college opened me up to how siked i am for it all....! (although not looking forward to an orientation that will take me TWO days away from my friends).

(shoutout to my new, and such inspiring friends)

sleep.eat.breathe.mmuusssiiicc!!!!

<3-me.

Summer has offically begun. Yippee.

Working is so nice. I know that sounds so stupid, but it's finally cool to fall back into some sort of routine. Flying is always a plus, as I finally have gotten ahold of landings in the big ol' Cessna 172. It's finally feels like my plane, like the 150. yay.

I'm so excited sly is coming home. I can't wait to see him...so shout out to the bestest buddy ever. I'm going to miss his phone calls so much when he goes to Iraq.

What to say? I should be at the beach tonite, drinking and smoking my night away, right? I am going to just tell everyone straight out- I left the beach, yes. I left Senior Week. Call me a total loser, but it was out.of.control. I hated it, and I made the decision basically right when I got there. People like to think that I am being oblivious because "You are going to see this in college, Maria." Yes, I am fully aware of that. Yes, I believe that I can find other people who don't want to party on weeknights, when SW is all about just that (oh- with the police added in as well). Haha. Is there any harm in that? I am not going to force myself to think of all whatever the hell is happening down there to be enjoyable at any rate. Seeing people drunk and high is not a fun thing, for me, anyways. I felt such sincere pity seeing people I knew like they were, it almost made me cry. So please, laugh at me all you want, because I guess it's a "bad" thing if I don't want to have any regrets during my life.

If I have to go down doing what I believe to be the right thing, then so be it.

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I can't always be waiting, waiting on you.

I can't always be playing, playing your fool.

sleep.eat.breathe.music.

-me.

play.on.our.emotions

don’t try to take away the pleasure from the pain,

there’s no use in giving in.

Thoughts warp our understandings,

apparently thinking doesn’t do any good

Understanding each other only failed.

The past only tears the way to a lonely future.

Confusion played apart our spoken words,

It’s a jungle that we’re trying to struggle through

It’s a mess that we’ve made,

layered with lies and soft kisses

Wants and needs contorted into nothing.

This is all reduced to something we never wanted,

tracing the way to a lonely day.

(By: A.M)

Since I saw that Miki finally updated, I figure I should be a follower and do the same. God, Miki...it's about time. Hah.

Wowie. As this year is coming to a quick close, I finally realized that I need to do alot of shit. My procrastination is catching up with me, and it's going to be a killer.

I think the only reason I am looking forward to going to Temple is because Greenday is coming there (well, not really). Oh, Billy Joe...

Can't wait until my friends come home from college. I miss them terribly. I guess sometimes you don't realize what you have until it is gone. I know, it's cliche, but entirely true.

So three concerts this week. Damn, that's livin' a life right there. Haha. Ben Folds, All American Rejects, and Dashboard Confessional. I think Ben Folds was my favorite, although I wasn't familiar with his music (Thank You, Carlie).

So at the Dashboard Concert (while good ol' Chris Carabba was singing the most depressing song ever) I had an subtle ephiphany. Okay, before you stop reading, hear me out. Music is my medicine, it's my escape...it fills the blank mind of mine with words that I only wish I could use in real-life situations because lyrics describe things so perfectly. Music is always there. I know how corny I am sounding but really...have you ever held such a passion for something or someone? Well, my someone/something is music. I realized that I wish (maybe) there was some way I could get into the music career. Yet I cannot sing, nor would I have good stage performance-skills. I can write (somewhat...?), and play a few instruments. Too late for that now. Hah. Anywho, I am done. Sorry for boring you.

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And you said, "This is the first day of my life.
Glad I didn't die before I met you.
Now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you.
And I'd probably be happy."

Besides, maybe thie time is different
I mean, I really think you like me

-me.

Holla.

+I cannot seem to get these horribly RANDOM songs our of my head. --Like Amazing Grace, and Dierks (NOT so random)..."Anndd iiiiii wiiilll alllwaayyysss loooveee you--oooo..." Hahaaa.Wait. Who's that by-again?

- I'm not wasting my time so much anymore. Which is nice to hear. Spending some quality time with quality people who I like to spend time with (whoa).  This is nice, I must say.

-When everyone's happy, I am happy. I am enjoying-this. Also, I like being vague...can you tell?

-This is a new week, a fresh start. No more rejection letters, or being sick, or death. Or moody-ness. yay! yippppeee...

"Weekends, weekends, ooh ooh ohh oh oh oh..."

*does happy dance, while laughing hysterically *

-me.