Absolute Future

Currently listening to: "Three Cheers For Five Years (Acoustic)" - Mayday Parade

The title of this blog is an amazing song by an amazing band. The Fall of Troy is completely made of win, for a 3-piece band. Prove me wrong.

I had a lovely conversation with Emily and Allie this morning about a lot of things. About /b/, rules 1 and 2, stupid Taylor Smith, and why all my friends smoke weed now. I guess, thinking about it, everything's become so much worse than what it used to be. Even though I didn't influence them all to start smoking because they had no idea I did when they started, I still feel really guilty that they've started in the first place. Worse off, they've all got jobs, and basically unlimited money, since they're all rich kids, and they can afford all the weed they want. They've gone from having nice social lives to being stoned in someone's basement every single god damn weekend. It's gotten to the point where I just don't even want to hang out with them anymore. We don't even go to parties or anything anymore, it's just weed, weed, salvia, and more weed, every single time I hang with them. It's all they talk about, and they cise it up way too much, as if smoking's gonna instantly make them cool. It's this situation that's really making me consider quitting weed. I never have money, and when I do get a job (most likely at Subway), the money's gonna go towards my insurance for my car, and to pay my parents back for driving school. The rest of it will probably end up paying for my Halo tournaments, MLG tournament entry fees, dates with Laurel, and my Xbox Live. I've never spent serious money on weed, and until I get the money to start selling again and making a profit, I'm gonna back off. I haven't blazed in 3 weeks, and I don't think I'm gonna this weekend either, unless Allie decides to, or Cody manages to find his way over by my house.

Currently listening to: "Abnegation" - In Flames

I wanna start a pop punk band. Maybe I can convince Scott and Mark to start one. We talked for like 15 minutes about possibly starting a project, and I wanna follow through with it, because I've got free time from Zach/Allie/Cameron's band since we never really get the chance to practice, and when we do end up planning practice, we don't have enough cables and we have to deal with stupid Ben and Ana.

Cameron's got a show tonight, and depending on what Laurel can and wants to do, I might end up going. Allie claims she can mosh, I don't believe it. Allie, I love you, but I don't think you can mosh to FTSK and Good Charlotte. If Charlie and Walter come with their crowd, then there will definately be a pit. Maybe I can pull some hardcore dancing if there's a circle, I haven't done that since the Pig Destroyer show, which was the best show I've ever been to.

This kid named Jose in my networking class is annoying as fuck. Everybody keeps trying to read my screen, I hate it. Laurel got me more cigs today from Alex. Alex is my new best friend, she's pretty awesome. Maggie rocked the bells so hard. I never saw Jubert play his god damn quads. Evan is the worst third wheel ever. My iPod battery is gonna die. I'm skipping 7th. Laurel's coming over today.

Cise.