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Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Toasted Skin- TAI

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So, done with AP tests, both of them. I don't know for sure but I hopefully got a 5 on the Gov and at least a 4 on the Calc. I can't say, it's out of my hands now, fluttering down to all the graders and machines that will chew up my work and spit out nothing but a tiny, black-stamped number. Worth it, still.

Watched Boondock Saints! It was a... a very good idea, that managed to still be a cultishly-good movie despite occasionally crappy scriptwriting and a budget of basically nothing. Willem Dafoe in drag is not something I EVER need to see again, but the brothers were ridiculously hot. Neck tattoos! Oh, bandom, what have you done to me? Veritas, aequitas. It was very very Supernatural, hot brothers and guns and Latin chanting, knives and religious overtones and crazy fathers. Like Supernatural in other ways, at that. You really have to watch the outtakes to get the scene where their drunken mother calls and pretends to kill herself as a prank. and they scuffle around on the floor completely naked to answer the phone. Hilarious.

Am attempting to beg, bribe, and win my way into seeing the Projekt Revolution tour when it comes here, because there is NO DOWNSIDE to seeing Linkin Park and My Chemical Romance and Taking Back Sunday all at once. Unless it's having to deal with the HIM fanbase at the same time, alas. I'm trying to decide whether lawn seats would be less likely to become a giant mosh pit, being further away from the stage, or if the lack of interfering chairs would only encourage things.

It's impossible to believe that it's Wednesday, it feels like the longest-coming Friday known to man and all I want to do is listen to music and sleep, and instead I have to talk my way out of a Physics test tomorrow. Joy.

Current Mood: stressed/denial
Current Music: It's Not A Fashion Statement, It's A Fucking Deathwish [Demo]- My Chem

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Here's news about people other than me: The band My Chemical Romance, whom I love in a completely unashamed and unconditional fashion, are sick with food poisoning. Well, 3/5ths sick. One of the other 2/5ths is vegetarian, I suppose the other was just lucky that he didn't feel like chicken that night? Anyways, they're pretty violently ill, to the point where several shows have been cancelled and the band is hospitalized somewhere in Ohio.

For those of you who aren't all band-obsessed, this band has been having a string of bad luck lately. In the making of one of their videos, the drummer got a burn that led to a giant staph infection IN HIS FACE ON HIS BRAIN that almost killed him, and did make it difficult for him to use some facial muscles. Then the rhythm guitarist had some sort of problem, possibly a weird sinus infection thing, that landed him in the hospital for awhile. The bassist was given some time off for a honeymoon, since he just got married, which doesn't seem like bad luck but I FIRMLY BELIEVE that they sent him away to keep him safe from the curse, because next thing you know, the lead singer dislocated a rib. And then 3/5ths of them got food poisoning.

I don't really believe in prayer, or luck, or any sort of higher order that might give this post any meaning, but whatever, Gerard Way likes Neil Gaiman and that's enough for me to cross my fingers and hope really hard that they all get better. And stop being cursed, because lots of people are upset about the cancelled shows, and I know the band isn't thrilled about it either.

In me-related news, panic (and when was the last time I typed that word other than as a band name?) has been replaced by strategic denial. There's Sunday night, and then a vagueish blank, and then the day when we go to an amusement park to "learn about physics"! And then a concert! It's much more relaxing this way.

Tomorrow I'm going to have a whole long post on the true meanings of bandslash and bandfic, because sometimes things get pretentious inside my head. Right now, I'm going to go write an entire essay on the role of parental conflict in Ivanhoe.

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: Our Lady of Sorrows- My Chemical Romance

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School has officially begun driving me crazy. Literally, quite insane. There are some bright spots; I got a 92 on the Neil Gaiman research paper. The teacher's main problem was that I set out to prove my thesis all on my lonesome and didn't bring in quotes from experts who agreed with me, although I did use quoted data to back up my conclusions. I can understand that, because I did. In my defense, it's hard to find experts who agree that Neil Gaiman's writing showcases the strange conflict between ancient gods and the modern deities of a developing technological religion. I do my best.

I'm still \o/ over my ACT score. For all y'all who aren't from the Midwest, the ACT is basically our version of the SAT, only it's scored out of 36. A score above a thirty gives you a good shot at a great college, so I'm very excited. Granted, most colleges outside the Midwest also like an SAT score, but if I can do this well on that I've nothing to fear.

Why I love Red.

Me (after watching the video for All American Reject's "Time Stands Still"): I have seen proof of God's love for mankind in that he saw fit to give Nick Wheeler an acoustic guitar. And also two Gibson Firebirds, one in the tobacco sunburst and another off-cream-ish one. And also Tyson Ritter, like a kind of bitchy cherry to top it all off.

Red: Although I have my doubts about God's involvement in guitars and gay subtext, if they are indeed His works, that is a religion I can get on board with.

And then we rambled on a bit about whether this religion would go door-to-door with pamphlets, and if so would they be the kind of pamphlets you'd have to hide under your bed like a teenage guy with Playboy. It makes me happy.

Randomly, Our Lady of Sorrows is definitely a Gerard Way Saves Lives song. "Stand up fucking tall/ Don't let them see your back/ Take my fucking hand/ and never be afraid again." Very much that sort of lyric. It's also a lovely song, although Honey has more foreshadowing of his developing vocal talents.