Well- Here you go.

Yesterday, Mike picked me up around 6:00 (I think) and we drove to his friend Ryan (the lumberjack)'s house. We rode with him and his friend/enemy Cody to Ting's house then. It was pretty awkward at first at the party.
I didn't know what to expect. Besides girly sleepovers and such, I've never been to a party- at someone's house. Good news- no alcohol. They did score a rootbeer keg. That's pretty amazing. I didn't know those things existed. Note to self... They do.
After the show started things were a lot less awkward with more people there. I like the people who played and recorded a guy name Ryan. He's super cute and great. I like his music. I saw him once before with Mike. He played a flexatone! :D I totally freaked that time. He had it yesterday and I got to show Mike how it worked and such.

After a couple of bands, Mike and his friends and I went out into the back yard. His friends are pretty cool. Fun people. We ate some cheese burgers that were grilled and after grabbing a last glass of root beer we went for a drive.
The city has this program apparently where people can toss out all of their old junk and the city'll collect it. Mike and Ryan are going to a bluegrass festival next week(I think) and are trying to make a scheme to make money by selling pizza. Alrighty. Well, so last night we were driving around the East Side looking for a table. A fucking table. We found table legs, doors, windows, table tops, tvs etc. Tons of stuff. They were just looking for a plain folding table. No where was one to be found. It was getting later and dark and we were in circles trying to find a table out of piles of garbage. It was hilarious good fun.

After Ryan dropped Cody off somewhere, we went back to Ryan's house where we departed for the evening. Mike and I stopped for gas somewhere before taking me home.
While Mike went in to use the bathroom I looked over at a truck on the other side of the pump. It was rusted and had water stained mattresses in the back. A woman was with whoever was driving the car. She wore a sports bra and short shorts. Her legs were skinny and awkward. Eventually she put on a wife beater cut along the bottom showing the bottom of her stomach. As they were walking inside the gas station, Mike was walking out. And he drove me home.
I took out my pigtails and relaxed. We reflected on the night and talked while listening to.... I forget who. Oh well. Mike seemed really affectionate. He held my hand and said that he wanted to cuddle with me. Aww... :) how cute.
When we were pulling up to my house, my dad was checking the mail. Yes. At 10:30 on a Sunday night. We're terribly forgetful people. I was talking and narrating my dad as he was walking up the driveway. Mike laughed and thought it was funny. We kissed, shared our "love you"s and "night"s. It was a great time. I enjoyed it.

Anticipation

Last night- interesting. Oh hell! it was hilarious fun. I didn't get much cuddly one on one time with Mike, but his friends were fun, the music was mellow and great, the food wasn't that bad surprisingly, and I had no idea what was going to happen. :) I liked it.

I'll write more about it when I get home from my Relationships Final. just for suspense though-

It was a house party.
We rode in his friend's car.
I met the friend Michael wants to kill.
There was a root beer keg.
We left the show to drive around the East Side and look for a table on the side of the streets for Ryan and Mike's illegal selling operation at a Blue Grass music Festival.

Oh the suspense must be killer! Mwa ha ha... I'll write about it when I get home. ;)

A shooting star (wish come true)

Yesterday, I hung out with Mike for a good part of the day. Around noon I took a bus to the library and met him. From there we went to his house and -oh!- we played piano together. I tried not to shoot him down but it was a tad frustrating. I'm sure I'll get over it and such as I get more comfortable playing in front of him.
Later on, we went downtown to the Vaudeville Mews and watched Chris for Conquered, Dustin's band Slaughterhouse 6, and Poison Control center. It was great. In between bands, we went to the park with Crusso's umbrella and sat next to the water. Mike took of his shoes and socks and hiked up his jeans a bit and danced around in the water while giggling.
We left the show a bit early so that we could go home to his house and fix some food. We went to Wal-mart first and grabbed a pizza, fruit punch, and (woot!) a choco-taco. Those things are the shit... Simply beautiful.
We went to his house, fixed the pizza and then went outside onto his deck. After eating, he turned off the porch light, and layed a blanket down. We looked at the stars together. It was pretty damn sweet.
We talked and when he was looking at me, and I was looking out at the stars, I saw a shooting star! I told him about it and he said to make a wish. I did.
"Alright- Now what is it?" Mike asked. I wouldn't tell. He kept guessing nouns and verbs. Mike really needs to know which are what. He kept guessing.
"Is the noun... 'Mike'?"
"yes."
"Awww...." he said and ruffled my hair.
After guessing a bit more he asked,"Is the verb 'Love'?"
"Well, kinda sorta maybe uhh..." It was part of it.
"Aww...."he said again. We talked a bit longer. I looked into his eyes and face for a bit. I kissed his cheek. It could have just been me, but it felt sorta wet. I petted his face. It felt pretty dry. It could have just been me. I mean, it was sorta warm but he did mention his was cold, so I don't think it was sweat. Huh...
I laid my head down. He whispered in my ear,"I love you." I looked into his face. He looked back at me. Questions spun through my mind, but they soon went away. I held his hand and smiled at him. We kissed and I said back to him,"I love you too."
We lay together for a while longer. I looked up at the stars and told him,"Mike, this is really nice." It was a beautiful night under the stars and in his arms.
We went back inside and lay down on the couch together. I fell asleep with him for an hour or so. I was tired and he's so damn comfy and cuddly. He took me home around a bit before 2:00. I don't know what band he set us to listen to on his i-pod. It was alright. I liked it. I was looking forward to going back to sleep even though I liked being with Mike.
It was a great night. :) And it put back some of my faith in shooting stars to be honest.

Searching for a Job I don't want

Yesterday I got Three! -count 'em- THREE Oingo Boingo cds and one Modest Mouse cd. Dad paid me back for the money I spent at school last week and gave me fourty instead of the 24. Alright! :D So, I got those four kickass cds for only 20 bucks. Kickass! Cd warehouse- you are my hero... I don't know what I'd do without you.
I mean, on Thursday when I went downtown by myself, I was sure that ZZZ records would have some Oingo Boingo. I even looked in vinyl though I don't personally own a record player. I just had to get my hands on some of that musicy goodness. They had a tab for the band even- nothing next to it.... I felt pretty damn lucky to get me some at the warehouse.
When I was also downtown on Thursday, I got a book I've wanted for a while- DIY: Design it Yourself. Now, I love being a musician, but I also love being an artist. I got some nifty ideas for when I start becoming successful with my music, I'll be able to self promote or other.
Alright- back to what I was saying about yesterday.

Yesterday, Mara called me up from Tanaya's house and my dad picked them up and took us all downtown. I picked up a job application at a flower place. The first app I've ever taken. wow....
I have no idea what the hell it is these flower people do or what they want me to do. Uhh.. So, I got an application. At the bottom is a "Summarize your special skills or qualifications".

What?

What is it these people do? What would they expect or want from me? The whole back page is for places of previous employment. Ugh. I have none.

So- where do I want to work?
No food. That's basically it. Or Hy-Vee. I'd rather not work at the mall either. I just don't want people from school to bother me. I'd rather work Downtown and do something. Otherwise- I don't care what I do. Manual labor? uhh... I don't think I should worry about having to do that.

Dream (probably unrealistic?) jobs
-bakery
-books
-fashion or clothes
-art
-flowers
-home goods
-vintage/thrift store
-music
-advertising

Dad asked if I could give piano lessons. I don't think I could. I'd rather try to play my own music and see where that goes. Maybe I could make a goal out of that. Play a gig tis summer and make a cd. I can work with that. I'll see where that goes.

Tanaya and Mara Downtown

Hey There!

I'm new to this blog site. I kept a blog on bolt.com for a few months before their website decided to die. After that, I moved to bloopdiary.com and have been there for three years. Now with unreliable service and fear of having that website quit, I've found this. I hope that it'll be a great place to settle down for a great long time. I like how this has a lot of the features I've been looking for, auto save, html editor, layout- neato format. I'll hopefully be happy here.

So, let me tell you about myself at the moment. Right now I'm currently in a transition point. This is my last week of being a sophomore before Summer vacation starts. I'll be going through a new routine this summer and want to keep track of a lot of my summer goals. I'm a 16 year old girl living in Des Moines, Iowa. I'm a musician, artist, and (obviously) a writer.

You can contact me at http://www.myspace.com/ferone17 to read my profile and get to know me a bit better. I hope me and blogger can be good friends.
Cheers!

My About me:
My name is Jacquelyn. I was born on May 13, 1992 in Des Moines and have lived on the south side here all my life. From birth I was destined to be a railsplitter at Lincoln High.
I have blue green eyes, and natural blonde hair. My height and weight is where it should be and I like it. I feel confident living in my own skin only because I've been doing it for so long. I wouldn't change myself into something I'm not. I'll change over time no matter what. Ever since I was a kid I've had a passion for music. I've played piano since second grade and since then have picked up a few more instruments. I play Tenor Sax, Bassoon, and Misc. Percussion in the school bands, but on the side I play clarinet, harmonica, and it's a goal of mine to some day learn accordian. I write my own piano music. Danny Elfman, is a great composer who influences me and inspires me to become a composer and musician some day as well- if I'm not already.
My idea of a perfect day is a sunny one in may or spring, walking in a park or running around the Ewing Park lilac aboretum. I love being outside and in nature. I like living in the moment and embracing all life has to offer. I'm optimistic, happy, and love people. I prefer love over money, personality over looks, and day over night. My favorite animals are the fox and flamingo, my favorite number is 13, and my favorite drink is Jone's soda.
My goal for this year (and every day) is to grow as a person, enjoy everyday, and not cut my year. I want to go to college to study music, and be an artist- somehow. I try to be an artist constantly and create in everything I do.
I don't smoke and I don't drink. It's against my moral values. I hold onto my beliefs very closely and wouldn't want to change them. I'm a Buddhist and Unitarian Universalist. I don't try to force my views on anyone else, but only those who ask me about them.
I like bubbles, singing in the rain, sidewalk chalk, gardening, sewing, and singing. I shower daily, eat breakfast often, and don't suck completely at life. I can whistle but can't snap my fingers. I'll never eat vegetables, and I prefer boxers to breifs. I'm right handed, I fall asleep easily and early, and my biggest fear is not appreciating life and letting it pass me by. I can't live with out love, music, and my diary. To me, they're all the same. My middle name is Jeanette, I have an older brother Thomas, and my friends call me Jackie, Jack, Jax, J-Man, or The Prez.
I'm for gay marriage, am for the fair tax, try to live "green" and don't have a car or a job. If I could be anywhere right now, I'd be outside on a sunny day in a field of grass just running around.

Live life. Isn't that the point?