Hollywood hills and suburban thrills

Woohoo, last night was amazing.
We got there and saw Lauren and Jess right away, so we stood with them.
Got in line and waited for a little bit (a long bit), and apparently I was on the M&G list with sixty spots reserved in my name? That's cool, I guess. I think someone made a type-o, and I made sure that we allll got to the boys.
We go in there, and dude, it was dark as shit.
Zack came out first, and about ten people walked over to him.
Rian came out right after, so Charlene and I walked over to him.
We got our pictures with him, and he was too nice. He thanked us and I was like "Dude, we should thank you."
Then we go over to Zack and get our pictures with him.
Go to Jack, and have to wait a good ten minutes.
Charlene got her picture first, and when I go to get my picture, Jack puts the side of his jacket open, so I slide my arms in and I'm like, hugging him? And you know, because the universe loves me, my camera isn't working. I took it from Charlene and I was like "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY CAMERA?" and she goes "Violent language, man."
And Jack is like "Um."
So we go for a second time, same pose, and it takes a little while to work, and then it does.
After, we go to save spots on the barricade for Lauren and Jess.
Then they come over, so we go and get pictures with Gaskarth, who just kept staring at us while we were standing there.
Woohoo, so we got barricade on Zack's side, which is also MATTTTT'S side.
Runner Runner was first, they weren't toooo bad.
Then Mercy Mercedes came out, they were amazing.
They did a cover of Dumpweed and Andrew Goldstein came out.
I was FREAKING when I heard the intro part, lmfao. And Andrew was standing on the side of the stage on our side, and he started laughing at me.
The bassist from Mercy Mercedes came over to our side and put the neck of his bass in my face, it was soooooooo awkward lmfao.
Then The Friday Night Boys were up. Amazing <3
Sing It Loud was absolutely phenomenal, and Alex came out for his part during "No One Can Touch Us".
Um, I took 3948934934 pictures of Matt where I was creeeepin'.
All Time Low came out. Great, as always.
The girl next to me wrote her number, AIM, and "FLASH ME!" on a dollar, and gave it to Flyzik to give to Alex.
And of course, right after she gives it to him, Alex is like "Matt, how are you?"
And Matt goes "This girl gave me her dollar, and she wants you to flash her."
I was DYING.
Then Jack came to our side, and goes between the barricade and the stage, and I was allll touching him lmfao.
During Hustler, Matt came right in front of me to sing, I DIED.

Um, that's all I can remember.
:D

We're still waiting for the fire

Jesus Christ, I can't believe that it's December 26th.
Tomorrow, I will be meeting and seeing All Time Low.
Words cannot explain how pumped I am.

2008 is coming to a close in a few short days.
It has been an overall good year, although I have reached my lowest points to-date.
I rang in the new year with my family at Kate's annual party.
The first event that sticks out in my mind was attending my first Flyers game in March, against the Thrashers. They won.
The next was seeing All Time Low for the first time, on April 10. I was not that big of a fan, but I definitely was digging the show.
Next is the Backyard BBQ, All Time Low round 2.
That was a very interesting day, jeeeze.
My freshman year came to a close, with me having a 3.88 GPA. Not bad, I think.
July was my first Warped Tour. Amazing day, really.
September brought a new school year, and a new crush. The school year is terrible, and the crush is still a crush.
October meant I was finally fifteen, and I met Caleb Turman at an amazing concert dubbed "Sassyback."
October also meant dreams being fulfilled for the whole sports nation known as the Philly sports fans.
October 29, 2008 - the day I will remember forever. The Philadelphia Phillies, my favorite sports team ever, won the World Series, behind Cole Hamels, Brad Lidge, Chase Utley, Ryan Howard, Jimmy Rollins, and Pat Burrell. However, those are just the big names. This team was defined by the bit players that showed up at the times they were most needed. Names like Greg Dobbs, Eric Bruntlett, Chris Coste, and Joe Blanton will forever be remembered by Phillies Phans of various generations.
November was a month of heroes and music. November 13th meant The Academy Is... and We the Kings, with Deena. November 17th, I met Jamie Tworkowski. Man, that man has a way with words.
November 18th - Jack's Mannequin concert with my brother. Andrew is amazing, beyond words. He's my hero, for sure.
November 29th was the last day of the Comprimising Of Tour with Charlene. That, too, was amazing.
December has been uneventful, minus me having more of a social life than ever. I only really have two people I hang out with, but still.

All in all, I am very grateful for this year and I'm sad to see it end.

The world is spinning round, and around out of control again

"So send my love a letterbomb,
And visit me in hell."

I love Billie Joe Armstrong.
I love Green Day.
I love music.
I love lyrics.
I love everything that embodies Green Day.
They are the reason I am alive right now.
Andrew keeps me going, but if it wasn't for Green Day, there would be nothing to keep going.
Billie's lyrics might not have saved me, but my love for them gave me something to live for.
It gave me a best friend.
It gave me a rescue.
It gave me solace.
It gave me a place to turn to for everything.
It showed me that maybe, sometimes, it's okay to be messed up and misunderstood.
It's okay to have an opinion, and to voice it.

That's all.

New list

New list of bands I've seen live:
All Time Low (x4)
Forever the Sickest Kids (x3)
Jack's Mannequin
Cobra Starship
The Academy Is...
We the Kings
The Maine
Mayday Parade
Every Avenue
The Friday Night Boys
Sing It Loud
The Great American Soundtrack
The Goodnight Anthem
Hit the Lights
Treaty Of Paris
Fun
Family Force 5
Charlotte Sometimes
The Rocket Summer
The Matches
Jealousy Curve
Hey Monday
Carolina Liar
Kenny Chesney
Brooks & Dunn
Sugarland
Sara Evans (x2)
Alan Jackson
Montgomery Gentry (x2)

And by the end of the year, it will be one more for All Time Low, the Friday Night Boys, and Sing It Loud.
And Runner Runner and Mercy Mercedes.

Make it a sweet, sweet goodbye

Last night was AMAZING.

All right, we left my house around 4:45, got down there at like 5:20?
And we were in line in front of these girls that looked like they were ten, no lie.
They were wearing flip-flops...to a concert?
We started talking to the girl in front of us, she was cool.
Her dad was funny!

Um, okay, we go in there and go in the crowd, on Kenny/Brooks/Jack's side.
So I turn around and I see Lauren but I was kinda like, awkward about saying something.
So I just kept turning around, hoping we'd make eye contact? Cause I'm a creep.
Then her friend yelled my name and I was like "HEYYYY!" and then she moved up with her two friends.
We kind of stood in a group and waited for the Friday Night Boys.
They played Chasing A Rockstar, Sorry I Stole Yo Gurl, That's What She Said, and High School. I think that's it.
Andrew looked FINEEEE. He didn't do his eye makeup all creepy, so that was nice.
Then Every Avenue came on.
I can't remember every song they played, but I know they did A Story To Tell Your Friends, Trading Heartbeats, Where Were You, Think Of You Later, Freak Out, and I can't remember what else.
During their set, Kenny runs by in his boxer briefs, for end of tour pranks, you know?
And then, they bring out a couch and Kenny and Pat and maybe Brooks? I'm not too sure, they sat on it in their undies. David was like "You guys don't have penises. If you look at my crotch closely, like realllly close, you can see mine. It's tiny!"
And then yeah.
The Maine came on, and Zack walked out and acted all odd and Zack-like. He took John's microphone and called us all sexy.
They played Girls Do What They Want, Everything I Ask For, I Wanna Love You [hey, John was SEXY during this], We All Roll Along, I Must Be Dreaming, and The Way We Talk.

Then it was time for Mayday! We got REALLY close, like three rows back and the security guard was giving out water, so we got some. We were right in front of Brooks, which was amazing.
They did Three Cheers For Five Years, Black Cat, Ocean And Atlantic, I'd Hate To Be You When People Find Out What This Song Is About, Miserable At Best, When I Get Home, You're So Dead, and Jersey.
During Miserable At Best, Derek was set up right near us, and I was like, looking sad and singing along and he kept looking at me? It was kind of odd, and then after that he kept coming over right in front of us and we made eye contact quite a few times. They were really really really amazing live, and I really want to see them again.

Thennnn before ATL, we almost fought some bitches, yanno? Cause this cunt was trying to push her way to the front and I was just like "Oh, helll no!"
And yeah, Matt looked so cute :D Only because we couldn't see his hair, he had a beenie on.
Then they came out. And at first it was just Ri-Daw, and then the rest of them came out.
Jack looked too cute :D And Zack was wearing a SHIRT, oh my God.
So they played Poppin' Champagne, Shameless, Jasey Rae, Coffee Shop Soundtrack, Holly (Would You Turn Me On?), The Party Scene, Six Feet Under The Stars, The Beach, Stay Awake, The Girl's A Straight-Up Hustler, Lullabies, the new song, Remembering Sunday, and Dear Maria, Count Me In.
Before Hustler, Evan kept fucking with them. Because Alex said something about it being an EPIC tour and they struck a pose, and then they wanted him to play music but it stayed silent? So they were like "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT, EVAN?" and then he played some random pop music and they started dancing, it was beautiful. Um, and before one of the songs, it might have been before Hustler, they were talking about sexual Jenga. And then Alejandro was like "Yeah, it'll be like, an impossible thing to do. Like, cum on Renee's tits. But the thing is, no one knows Renee. Is anyone here named Renee?" And a guy raised his hand and Jack was like "Security, cut his head off!" and then a girl raised her hand and Alex was like "What are you doing later? You wanna hang out, play some Jenga?"
It was great :D
During Remembering Sunday, all the other bands came out with like, flags and trees? It was so weird. Alex couldn't stop laughing, because before that, there were guys running around on stage with their pink tighty-whities on.

All in all, an amazing night :D

When the plane came in, she said it was crashing

So, I know I'm only a sophomore.
And I don't have to worry about SATs until next May, but to increase my vocabulary, I'm going so start doing a "word of the day", that I found on a website, and using it in a sentence.

bumptious

(adjective) [BUMP-shahs]

1. offensively self-assertive; pushy; self-important: "The bumptious and slightly drunk employee planted herself square in the middle of the holiday party exit, ostensibly to discuss her promotion."

adverb form: bumptiously
noun form: bumptiousness

So, for my sentence:
After Thanksgiving dinner, we all understood why Mark was so bumptious. His younger brother was an even bigger prick than he!


Fun with words :D
I hate Thanksgiving, the whole concept of it.
It is such a fake holiday, because we all stand around and act like we want to see these family members, or say that we're thankful for things that we really take for granted. I don't want to interract with people I hate, so why should I? I mean, I guess that means I'm thankful I don't have to see them on a regular basis, but whatever. The fakeness of Thanksgiving is so different from the fakeness of Christmas. For the few weeks before Christmas, the Christmas spirit takes over everyone. Perhaps it's the cold weather, or the beautifulness of snow on the ground, but the crime rate goes down, and kindness goes up. However, for Thanksgiving, it is only one day and it's people FAKING happiness. I don't know, it's just such an annoying holiday. The only good thing about it is the football.

Which, speaking of, Central sucks. Terribly. They played yesterday, as is the tradition, against Northeast. They lost 38-0, and the only good part was the fight. That's right, a Central player shoved a Northeast player, and then a bench-clearing brawl erupted. That was actually amazing. I was walking back from the bathroom with Mariya, and then all of a sudden, everyone on the Central side started cheering. Then, I stood on my tip-toes, because I thought we were playing well or something, and BAM, there's kids rolling around on the grass. They had the cops come to break it up, and everything. They actually debated ending the game early, so that more tensions wouldn't arise. However, they let them finish out the game, with Northeast playing their 2nd string players.

Take this all the way, anyway you want to.

Why do people care so much about whether or not a band is nice?
Why does that matter?
I mean, they sit there and criticize the bands who aren't sitting there hanging out with their fans, but I praise those bands. It shows that they don't need to be accepted by their fans, and loved as individuals. There's a difference between loving and respecting the fans for supporting you, and becoming their bffs. Why does it matter to a band member if he has a bad interaction with a fan? I mean, doesn't it matter more if they have a bad interaction with the people they see every day? I would care more about my best friend's opinion of me than a total stranger I have met once.

When you get disappointed because a band was "rude" or "mean", it's pretty much your own fault. By expecting someone to be nice, you are setting yourself up to be let down. I know that's a pessimistic way to look at the world, but it's the truth. Unfortunately, with the way the world is today, you can't go into the real world and expect people to be nice to you. Notice how someone saying "Hi" and smiling at someone you don't know is considered an act of kindness, while ignoring a total stranger is a social norm. It is not possible to be nice to every single human being you run into, and the more you interact with, the more you are "rude" to.

And also, the girl's who claim a band member was mean don't even know what "mean" is. They get mad because someone didn't smile fully in their picture with them. I mean, I don't like taking a million pictures with people I know, and most people don't. What makes you think they should have to force a smile for a picture with a person that means little to nothing to them? You have no idea what their day was like, how can you judge them on one meeting? For all you know, someone close to them could have died. However, the show must go on. They can't just hide inside, because a lot of people prefer to repress their feelings on a situation for at least a day, and go through their normal routines and then just break down. I don't know, that's just how I feel.

I can not STAND when people stop listening to a band because they did not like their personalities. Why should the way they act towards you affect what pleases your ears? Obviously, you were a fan for the wrong reasons if that makes you stop listening to them.

OH AND THIS PISSES ME OFF THE MOST: Needing to meet the band at EVERY SINGLE CONCERT. I hate hate hate when I see girls post bulletins saying "Well, I guess it was a good show, but since I didn't meet so and so, the night sucked." SHUT THE FUCK UP, AND BE GLAD YOU WERE ABLE TO GO. To me, the live show matters more than the actual bands. I would so much rather see a great live performance and not meet everybody, than meet all of the band members and then find they suck live. It's a waste of money.

Dunno, just had to get that off my chest.

When the plane came in, she said she was crashing

By the end of the year, these are the bands I will have seen:
All Time Low (x5)
Forever the Sickest Kids (x3)
Cobra Starship
The Friday Night Boys (x2)
The Audition
The Maine
Mayday Parade
Every Avenue
The Academy Is...
We the Kings
Carolina Liar
Hey Monday
Hit the Lights
Sing It Loud
Charlotte Sometimes
Family Force 5
The Rocket Summer
Sonny Moore
The Matches
Jack's Mannequin
Treaty Of Paris
Fun
The Goodnight Anthem
The Great American Soundtrack
Jealousy Curve
Kenny Chesney
Lonestar
24/7
Sara Evans (x3)
Alan Jackson
Montgomery Gentry (x2)
Pat Green
Brooks and Dunn

and so many more I can't even remember.
And maybe the Scenic, and the Great American Soundtrack for the second time.

Jamie and John's wedding on Friday; I'm excited.
Wooohoo. Smiles are nice.

Last night

My team...
WON IT ALL.

That's right.
On October 29, 2008, the Philadelphia Phillies won the World Series.
A recap of the series:
Game One - Chase Utley got the game started right with a 2-run homer in the first game of the series, and they didn't look back at all. Seven strong innings were turned in by ace, Cole Hamels, and the Phillies got the win.
Game Two - Although Brett Myers pitched very well, the Rays capitalized when they had runners on and won 4-2. Eric Bruntlett homered.
Game Three - Jamie Moyer is not forty-six, I swear. He pitched spectacularly, and was backed by two home runs from the big men that needed to get going - Utley and Howard. Carlos Ruiz also had a solo shot during the game.
Game Four - Joe Blanton hit a home run. Jayson Werth hit a home run. Ryan Howard hit two. The Phillies won 10-2.
Game Five - We had to battle the elements. Cole Hamels pitched six spectacular innings, giving up only two runs before the game was delayed with the scored all tied up at 2-2. The game didn't resume till Wednesday. To start that off, Geoff Jenkins pinch hit, and got a double. Jimmy then bunted him over and Jayson got a single. Hollller. Then Maddy gave up a homer to Rocco Baldelli, therefore taking away the chance at a win for Cole.
Pat led off the 7th with a double, and Pedro scored Brunt, the pinch runner.
Top of the ninth, and we all know what that means - LIGHTS OUT LIDGE TIME :D. Lidge struck out the first batter, gave up a hit, got a line out, then struck out Eric Hinske to end the game. Most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

Parade tomorrow, you know. Going to be fun and crazy :D

Oh God.

I fail at life.
I said I was going to update this everyday, but I haven't.

LET'S DO THIS.
(If you've ever listened to the Academy Is..., and watched TAITV, picture the Butcher saying that in "Fury In Philly".)

The Phillies are going to the World Series.
The night seemed perfect for a clinch - two young pitchers on the mound, one already a winner of two games in the postseason. The other, the future ace of the Dodgers.

Jimmy Rollins started the game off by homering to right, same as he did for the NLDS clinching game against the Brewers. It was practically an identical at-bat, as well. Rollins was down in the count 0-2, but he fought back to make it 3-2. With a full count, Rollins swung, and the ball was out. Hamels worked out of a few jams, with much thanks going to Blake Dewitt, who seemed to come up every time the Dodgers had a scoring opportunity. His inning-ending double play was huge in the bottom of the second, as Cole Hamels seemed to lock down after that. The same could not be said of Chad Billingsley, starter for the Dodgers. In the third, he faced Rollins and Chase Utley, and gave them both free passes. After back-to-back RBI singles by Ryan Howard and Pat Burrell, Billingsley intentionally walked the dangerous Shane Victorino, and was subsequently pulled by Joe Torre.

Oh and

Here is an updated list of bands I've seen live:
All Time Low (3)
Forever the Sickest Kids (3)
The Rocket Summer
Sonny Moore
The Matches
Cobra Starship
Hit the Lights
Sing It Loud
The Great American Soundtrack
The Goodnight Anthem
Jealousy Curve
Family Force 5
The Audition
Charlotte Sometimes
Kenny Chesney
Brooks and Dunn
Sara Evans
Pat Green
Montgomery Gentry (2)
Lonestar

and I'm possibly going to see NeverShoutNever, Hellogoodbye, Ace Enders, The Academy Is..., We The Kings, Hey Monday, and Jack's Mannequin in November.
I'm going to see All Time Low for the fourth time, the Maine, Mayday Parade, Every Avenue, and The Friday Night Boys at the very end of November.

I'm bringing Sassyback

Last night was the Sassyback Tour (and my fifteenth birthday!)
My mom drove Charlene and me down to the Troc at like 4:30.
And we stood around, and around 5ish, Caleb was walking around.
He got mobbed, no lie.
So, me and Charlene waited for a little bit, then went over to him.
And right before I get my picture with him, Charlene yells "IT'S HER BIRTHDAY!"
And we were already posing for the picture, so he like, turns me toward him, and looks down at me and goes "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!". I cheesed so bad, I looked Asian. But our picture is cute :D
Then we waited for a few more people to get their pictures with him, and Charlene goes and poses with him.
I was shaking, so bad. It's horrible.
And right before he gets his picture with Charlene, some girl gives him a present, and it's nerds rope.
So, he yells at me "HOLD ON. THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT!" I was laughing. He like, held his hand out and everything.
So blah, blah. We're in line, we see JCook, but we couldn't get a picture with him.

Um, so we get in there. And we get in the crowd for Sing It Loud.
Caleb and KDirty were on the side for them, and I made mad eye contact with the both of them.
Sing It Loud was fucking AMAZING, no lie.
Then, the crowd got insanee in between Sing It Loud and Hit the Lights.
After like, a song and a half of Hit the Lights, Charlene couldn't breathe, so I freaked out at the crowd and their moms to let her out.
We chilled on the side for the rest of Hit the Lights and all of FTSK.
OMFG. FOREVER THE SICKEST KIDS.
They played Becky Starz and Men In Black, omg.
it was amazing.
No lie.

Then Cobra came on, and we went in the crowd and I almost punched 3948934 people.
But I refrained.
I put up a heart and Alex put one up back :D
Gabe and Ryland were hilarious, and Vicky is BEAUTIFUL.

all in all, good night :D

Do you feel, the weight of the world singing sorrow?

I'm dreading tomorrow, but I'm trying not to focus on it.
Today was a relatively good day.
The Eagles DESTROYED the Rams, 38-3.
The Phillies won the first game of a doubleheader with the Mets, 6-2.

Uncle John's memorial service is tomorrow.
It's a really stressful time right now, trying to get everything together for that, all the plans set and still concentrating on school.

My dad wrote a speech thing for the service, it is so amazing, no lie.
It talked about how Uncle John, to some, had so little, but to those who knew him, he had so much.
He loved everyone he knew and we all loved him.
He had fun in any situation.
He taught us all to not take ourselves so seriously.
He might not have had the trappings of a successful life, in the material sense, but he had it better off than any rich person.
He's missed greatly <3

I'm sick and tired of writing songs about you

I'm walking a thin, thin line these days.
Teetering on the edge of completely fucked up and a little bit insane.
No one understands, either.
I feel like, at this point, I'm just going through the motions and that will increase once I go back to school.
I can't afford this.
I'm not getting attached to anything, either.
I think it's all ripped away too quickly.

Fuck. I don't know what's wrong with me.
I'm honestly scared, that when I turn seventeen or so, it will be discovered I'm like my brother.
What would become of me then?
My hopes, my dreams, my ideals?
It would all go down the drain.

God.
Andrew turned 26 today.
He's my hero.
I cried while watching his Hurley Studio videos, btw.
"Swim" is so beautiful.
His voice is beautiful.
I can't wait till the Glass Passenger, for real.

But I'm not impressed, and I'm definitely not excited

God, I'm fucking done.
My emotional state of being has been thrown around so carelessly lately.
I go from one end of the spectrum to the other.
But, then again, I realized today that I don't have as many mood fluctuations as people think.

It seems I do, because on the surface, I go from being happy to upset in an instant.
And I overreact, in some people's minds, a LOT.
But what really is occurring isn't a mood swing at all -
it's the emotion that is under my thin surface coming to the top, when a little thing infuriates me.
I am constantly putting up a front, pretending to be happy - but I'm not.
Rarely am I truly happy, anymore.
So really - it's not a mood swing.
It's a breaking of my barrier that I put up between myself and the rest of the world.


The Phillies and their pathetic play of late aren't helping.
Maybe all that will change come Flyers season, but I can't predict how that season will go.
I can't hope that it will go better than last, that's asking a lot of the team.
I just hope they play with as much heart as last year, and they continue to play Flyers hockey.

Whatever.

xoxo,
megan.

Waving your banner all over the place...

Me, mom, and grandma Pet went shopping at the Reading outlets yesterday.
I got two new bras, four pairs of underwear, a shirt, two books, a bookbag, and there are some other things I can't remember.
Mom bought me a Notre Dame sweatshirt for my birthday :)
Then we went out to dinner with Aunt Chich, that was nice.


MICHAEL PHELPS IS ON SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE, SEPTEMBER 13TH <3 AND I'M GOING TO BE IN NEW YORK THAT DAY, OMFG. OMG, I JUST REALIZED THAT. WOW. i should so stalk that station, lmfao.

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all... Bohemian Rhapsody is one of the greatest songs ever written.

I'm getting my hair cut today.

School is too soon. Sorry I have nothing to say. Not like anyone reads this anyway..

It's like holding back the wind

So I decided I wanted to write more things I've realized about myself:
I say sorry a LOT, but I do mean it, most of the time.
I have a good memory, but I remember the most pointless things.
Like, I remember things people say really well.
I can't convey what I mean to people clearly. If I'm trying to explain something, I'm not good at making people understand.
I get really pissed off at the tiniest things, but passively mad at things I should have my blood boiling over.
I thank Billie Joe Armstrong for the life I'm living today.
I have a select group that I can tell everything to, and I thank God every day for them.
A lot of the time, I get really upset and want to cry but I can't.
I hate my braces.
Actually, I hate the way I look a lot of the times.
No, that's not me trying to get compliments.
That's me telling you I dislike myself.
I hurt myself the other day, because I was pissed off at everyone and everything.
Nothing major, I just dug my nails into the back of my thighs.
I have a dark mind, darker than you can imagine.
I've contemplated seriously committing suicide.
Green Day kept me going.
I hate when people say anything is possible, because it's NOT.
I like optimism, but please.
I love being really tired and just crashing.
Or really dirty and taking a shower, it feels so nice :)
I hate imposing people.
I don't like being too organized, it makes me really stressed.
I'm allergic to McDonald's.
Pizza is my favorite food.
I like making odd faces in the mirror.
I prefer comfort to style, but I do like to get dressy sometimes :)
If I don't know you, I probably assume I'll hate you, because I hate people pretty much.
Songs rarely make me cry, no matter how sad and how personal I hold them.
I hate losing. At anything.
Mr. Slawter = hero <3
Alex Gaskarth writes amazing blogs.
I love Grady Sizemore and Joe Mauer.
Oh and Jon Lester and Jonathan Papelbon.
You don't understand passion until you've talked to a Philly sports fan - we've gone 100 seasons without a major sports championship, yet we still support and love those teams like no other.
the Phillie Phanatic is the best mascot in sports, don't argue.
I peak at Christmas gifts.
I can't keep my mouth shut.
But I can keep a secret.
I like to read.
Writing is my release.
I try hard to choose words that won't piss people off, but I always say things wrong.
I fumble over words when I speak in front of a class.
I hate obnoxious people that feel you need to know all of their business. Nah, sorry.
Me and my mom bond while driving down the highway singing along to Billy Joel.
I respect all legit musicians. Not Britney Spears, I said LEGIT.
I don't listen.
I tell people to fuck off and insult people a lot, but I don't mean it really.


I believe in heaven.
I believe in love.
I believe in karma.
I believe in hope.
I believe in faith.
I believe in belief.
I believe in myself, sometimes.
But above all, I believe in God.

My roster

This is my roster next year, according to SchoolNet:
1st Period - Chemistry - Ron
2nd - African American History - Dr. Kesilman
3rd - Lunch
4th - Geometry - Ms. Weatherly
5th - English Honors - Mrs. MacArthur
6th - French 2 - Ms. Hazuka
7th - Photography - N/A

Dude, fuck my life.
I HATE Ron.
Kesilman is a douche.
Ms. Weatherly is a dinosaur and can't teach for shit.
MacArthur is a sex addict.
Hazuka is a bitch.
And I don't know who my 7th period teacher is...
3rd lunch sucks.

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stupidddd.

Sip after sip, you insist you're a hit

So, I haven't posted on here in a while, but I was on vacation, so I have an excuse, right?
Right.

Last night, I went to the Phillies game for mom-mom's birthday.
Here's who came:
Me, Dan, Joe, Dad, Kate, Aunt Mary, Sam, Shannon, Jessie, Justin (Jess's BF), Aunt Claire, Zack, Nicky(DEVIL!), Mom-Mom, Uncle Tim, Aunt Shelia, Caitlin, her boyfriend (can't remember his name), Uncle Bill, Jonathan, Megan, her boyfriend (didn't talk to them, therefore I have no name to remember), and I believe that's all.
The game was amazing! The Dodgers scored in the first, but it could've been worse.
I forget WHEN the Phillies tied it at one, but they did.
And then Ryan Madson came in and gave up a run, so I said I was canceling the engagement.
But then, in the bottom of the ninth, Shane got on.
They brought in some random player who's name I can't even remember, that drew a walk off of FREAKING JONATHAN BROXTON, who throws MAD high heat. Then they had Kyle Kendrick pinch run! Hahaha, we were out of bench players, lmfao. Then Jayson struck out. Then Carlos got on, I think. And Pedro comes up and he GETS A HIT. And then Jimmy came up and we all started chanting "FRONTRUNNER! FRONTRUNNER!" And he got out to end the inning. Stupid guy went 0-4 and he expects not to be booed? Sure, uh huh.
Blah blah, 10th inning, nothing happens except Chad Durbin got himself outta some major shit.
Then the bottom of the 11th rolls around, and we were about to leave, but we stayed to watch the boys bat one last time :) So, I forget what happens, but Shane and someone else got on base. And they brought Cole in to pinch hit lmfao. He popped out though. And then, hero Pedro comes up AND HITS A THREE-RUN BLAST TO CENTER. I was going crazy. Best game in a while, and what made the victory even better was that the Mets lost so we're now a half game back, suckaasss. This two-game series with them starting tomorrow is insanely meaningful, but not as much as the one in New York is.

Whatever.
So I wanna talk about me, for some reason, so I'm gonna.
Whuddup blogspot, Megan here. My dumbass brother named me, he was five-years-old. Gay.
Music and sports are my passion, my purpose, my everything.
My favorite band ever is Green Day, but I have a few current favorites: Forever the Sickest Kids, All Time Low, the Maine, Something Corporate, Jack's Mannequin, Cobra Starship, and The Academy Is...STUPID.
Sorry, had to quote TAI TV Episode 9.
I love and support all the Philly teams and Notre Dame with an intensity that isn't matched in any other city. You wouldn't understand our passion if you aren't from here, so don't try to. We love those teams, those boys, with all that we have in us. The best feeling is seeing a win in person, and the worst is seeing a loss. I love going home after a win, because I feel all light and happy and I can't stop smiling, especially after last night's win.
Jack Barakat, Matt Flyzik, Kyle Burns, Kennedy Brock, Andrew McMahon, Nate Novarro, Adam T. Siska, Cole Hamels, Joffrey Lupul, Brian Westbrook, Kevin Curtis, Jason Smith, and Jimmy Clausen are my favorites :)
Brayden Tyler Quinn is my favorite athlete, always and forever <3 I've loved him for a long ass time, so all you girls that are gonna fawn over him when he becomes an NFL starter can hop off his dick now, kthx.
Michael Phelps makes me smile and he has since 2004 :)
I hate the Mets and their fans with everything I have in me, minus David Wright and Jill Winter. They're good in my book :)
My least favorite athletes are Manny Ramirez, Jose Reyes, T.O., Sidney Crosby, Evgeni Malkin, and Scott Avery.
My least favorite teams are the Mets, the Yankees, the Cowboys, the Penguins, the Rangers, the Devils, and the Islanders.
I also support the Twins, the Red Sox, and the Saints.
My favorites from there are Joe Mauer, Justin Morneau, Jon Lester, Jonathan Papelbon, Dustin Pedroia, Mike Lowell, Justin Masterson, and Drew Brees.

That's it. That's me. I don't care what you think of me.

I can be a prick

Wee, today was funish :)
Me and my mom went to Boscov's so I could find sweatpants;
and before that we went to Red Robin's, and the waiter was cutee :)
He dropped some stuff though, lmfao.
And he kept coming back to check on our table;
and then he was like "Come back and ask for me!"
and I giggled :)

That's about all that happened today, because the Phils don't play till 10:10;
and I'll miss the first bit because I need to watch my baby Michael Fred Phelps try and go for history.
He's my baby <3

Please don't get me rescueddd.

xoxo,
megan.

I have to decide

This:
http://gomerch.com/interface/body.php?module=store&id=21

OR

this:
http://gomerch.com/interface/body.php?module=store&id=21

dunno which one i like better.
kind of leaning towards the second, but i don't know.

And if I died right now, you'd never be the same

This weekend we went to Knoebel's for Mark's family reunion.
It was fun.
Friday, I rode all of the rides with Carly;
Saturday, Kenzie and I just chilled around the pavilion, for the most part.
Walter's stepsons were cute as hell, and they just kept looking at us haha.
It was cool :)

Saturday night, all the kids stayed in the apartment, but it was boring.
You know, that shit.
sajdfkasdjfkskdfjs.

and i can't forget you;
and i know you want me to want you, i want to.

i'm boring, i'm sorry.
i bought the new it girl novel today.
two pairs of skinny jeans, sunglasses, and a sweater.
i'll be stylin' at school...not really.
i want to order my jac vanek bracelet offline, my stay positive shirt, and a the maine shirt.
idk, a cobra hoodie would be sweet too.

xoxo,
megan.

These words were never easier for me to say...

My goal for today is to finish "The Color Of Water".
It's gonna be a bit easier because the Phillies are on right now rather than at seven,
so I'll be mad bored at night and not have anything to do but read my book.
Then I'll start re-reading Flowers For Algernon.
The last one for me to read will be Imaging Argentina.
Whatever.

I had a dream last night we,
drove out to see Las Vegas.
We lost ourselves in the bright lights,
I wish you could have seen us.

Mayday <3
Lately, here are the bands that I've been listening to:
All Time Low, Forever the Sickest Kids, Cobra Starship, Mayday Parade, Jack's Mannequin, Something Corporate, and the Academy Is...
STUPID. haha sorry, I love TAI TV, Season 3, Episode 9.
"Was I born in Milwaukee? Shit. LET'S DO THIS!"
The Butcher <3
But I love Sisky Business the most :)

"Looks like we've got a big mess on our hands!"
"Oh yeah? Well check THIS Juliet."
William :)

I'm done.

xoxo,
megan.

You Know The Words, So Sing Along For Me Baby

It's pretty much two thirty in the fucking morning.
I don't know why I'm writing this.
I don't want to sleep.

This is my rant about All Time Low fans aka the SHITTIEST fucking fans in the world.
You guys are ALL the same. Seriously, you all wear the same clothes, all have the same fucking elitist attitude, and all are selfish fucking bastards.
Not ALL, but the majority.
Why do you guys all really wear dunks and GK? Is it because you like the clothes, or because, when you meet ATL, you want to look "cool"? Personally, I've liked dunks before I liked ATL, but GK clothing isn't THAT great. It's overpriced, and all the same. Fuck that shit.
Yeah, it looks cool, but is that what really matters in the end?
Anyways, back to you and your shitiness.
Why don't you want ATL to get famous? I mean, I understand that you'll miss the days when you could actually talk to them, when you didn't have to deal with annoying fan girls that only know two songs and yell "I LOVE YOU ALEX" and then proceed to ask who Rian is. But, isn't that utterly selfish not to want them to get famous? If you LOVE them and CARE for them, you want them to get what they deserve - and they deserve the WORLD. I feel bad for them, because you guys bitch at them for EVERYTHING they do. Oh, we're going to do a presale so that you guys that are true fans can get tickets - don't you realize that during a presale they don't sell EVERY ticket? So don't freak out that your date is sold out because of presale - there'll still be tickets left. And the fact that they're charging extra money for a M&G, well, that's to GUARANTEE that you'll meet them, if you REALLY want to.
Personally, I think they're gonna think the people at the M&G's are freaks for paying $25 extra dollars to meet them..I'd rather get early admission, thank youu very much.
That would be a MUCH better way to spend your money.
Plus, they never said that they wouldn't be out after shows, this is just to make sure that you meet them.

Oh, and the whole 'old fan' vs. 'new fan' bullshit should just fucking stop.
Does it MATTER how long you've been listening to them, or if you know EVERY crew members name? I don't think so...it just matters how much you love the music. Not anything else. Yeah, if you claim to be a HUGE atl fan, you should know who Flyzik is, but don't freak out when people don't know who Ben is. It's fucking retarded, and that's not why you're a big fan - you're a big fan because you love the music that this band makes, and the feeling you get when you listen to them. If you're an old fan, consider yourself lucky that you picked a great fan to see rise to fame, and you got to see them when their weren't thirteen-year-olds in the audience that only know two songs. You got to see them when they were still your backpocket band and you didn't have some chick screaming in your ear about "wanting Alex's B@bi3$$!!1!1" We get it. But get the FUCK off of the new fans' case. They didn't do shit but fall in love with them a little late - does that matter? Nope.

Alright, I'm tired.

xoxo,
megan.

Another night, another dream wasted on you

OHHAI I LOVE YOU JAMES MATTHEW FLYZIK <3 But know that on November 29, 2008, me and Lauren are kicking your ass because you haven't updated Buzznet in forever. She called you "Matty not so Fly". Be prepared. Fucker, but ILYYY<3

Today, I had a litle computer scare; I clicked into a link that Annie sent me that looked harmless enough, and it gave me a virus. No worries though, I did a system restore and it fixed the problem. FUCK FACEBOOK.

I'm listening to "Three Cheers For Five Years (Acoustic)" - Mayday Parade on repeat. It's AMAZING. That's what my blog title comes from, actually. I've only really listened to Mayday today, getting pretty into their music.

xoxo,
megan

ipod

listen to Every Avenue and Danger Radio
check out the Jack's Mannequin songs NOT from Everything In Transit
Mayday Parade
decide which Metro Station songs you want
my favorite highway
Paramore
the Rocket Summer
Saves The Day
Valencia

Sorry this is a note to myself for what I want to edit on my I-Pod.

I hope I don't get in a fight!

I LOVE Billy Madison. Best Adam Sandler movie, in my opinion. He's kind of been slipping lately, with Zohan and all, but he is still my favorite actor, he always portrays his roles perfectly.

So, last night, I was thinking, and I realized...Forever the Sickest Kids and All Time Low really have made me so much happier. I smile all the time just thinking about Jack or Kyle, and if all else fails, watching the Winter Tour Update '06 and hearing these epic quotes always makes me smile:
"Matt: Wakee upp!
Jack: Morning :)" (CUTEST THING IN THE FRIGGEN WORLD, YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW)
"Nano: Jack Barakat, what are your sentiments on the evening so far?
Jack: My sentiments? Doesn't that mean dirt?
Nano: NO! It means feelings, because you have none.
Jack: Oh. I love dirt!"
"Zack: Whatever happened to that yoga mat we had for the trailer?
Jack: We had a yogurt mat?"
"Rian(talking about Set Your Goals being hardcore): NO THEY'RE NOT!" (it's so cute :])
"Matt: Zack, where did all of your friends go?
Zack: I sucked them all off, now they're done.
Matt (talking about the little girl that's walking by): Oh, here comes one.
Zack: That's not my friend, that's YOUR friend!"

pretty much an epic win, great job James Matthew Flyzik.

xoxo,
megan.

This is how I do, when I think about you

I'm watching the Teen Choice Awards;
this shit is gay.
But I get to see Chace, Chad, and like 39489384 other hot guys :)
The Phillies aren't on tonight, for like, the twentieth Monday in a row.
I get so bored when they're not on.
And I hate Mariah Carey, she can fall off a cliff.

Um, I went to Danny's therapy session today, because Danny didn't come to the house. I told my mom it helped, but it really didn't. I would've liked to talk about my problems, not the problems I have with Danny's problems...Lord knows I probably need therapy for what goes on inside my head. But enough about that, because it makes me sad/angry to even think about it.

I feel a weakness coming on, never felt so good to be so wrong.
Yeah, Boys Like Girls.
:)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHN CORNELIUS O'CALLAGHAN THE FIFTH;
boy is twenty today. Crazy stuff, really.
I wish I were older, all the guys I love are, like, twenty.
Whatever.

xoxo,
megan.

Come on and we'll sing, like we were free

I had to go to church today;
me and Rebecca sat in the nursery and had to read about the Four Agreements.
It was pretty interesting stuff.
Then, my mom had a meeting after church, so Mark and I went to Best Buy to pass the time.
I bought "Everything In Transit" by Jack's Mannequin and "The Sounds Of Love - EP" by the Morning Light. They're both AMAZING c.d.'s, so go pick them up.
I'm sitting here, bored out of my mind, listening to Taylor Swift and watching the Phillies game.
They're down 2-1.
Chase hit number 28, I believe?
Ryan Ludwick can suck my dick though.
I'm sorry. I kid, I kid.

You're tied together with a smile, but you're coming undoneeee....
Sorry, I feel like typing out lyrics, for some reason.

So, I just had, like, inspiration for a fanfic:
Girl is Alex's cousin.
She can sing & play guitar.
She's moving in with the Gaskarth's, because her parents just passed away in a car accident.
Either falls for Jack or Zack;
but she starts going out with Zack's brother?
I don't know, it's gay.
I'll improve on it.
But the character will write Taylor Swift's songs!
Like, for Tied Together With A Smile, it'll be about her because she shows everyone this fake smile, acting like everything is okay, putting up a front. I know that feeling, but whatever. And she's "tied together with a smile, but she's coming undone."
I think she'll go for Jack, he just...seems to fit better.
I don't know.
Sucky idea, I just wanted to get it down....

xoxo,
megan.

The flavor of your lips is enough to keep me pressin'

So, last night was the Poppin' Champagne video premiere...
one word: AMAZING.
Matt looked so uncomfortable throughout the video though haha.
He better put up some buzznet videos, or I will be disappointed in him. And then the crew won't get any gifts in November. So don't ruin it for everyone, Matt!

Um, last night, Cole pitched pretty bad. It's disappointing to see him like that. It's not his normal self, at all.
Hopefully Blanton pitches well tonight!

Today I was reading Flowers for Algernon and my ipod was playing. It was the part in the book where he discovers that he didn't really have friends, they all thought he was just a big joke...and Lullabies came on. I felt like BAWLING. Those two things - the treatment of retarded people and suicide...well, let's just say, they hit home. I fucking can NOT STAND when someone makes fun of someone else because their brain can't function on the level that theirs does. It makes me so sad, and it also makes me want to punch the tormenter in the face. I almost have before, trust me. They can't defend themselves and they don't understand either. I feel really bad for people that understand that they are being made fun of, but really can't do anything about it. Such as people with Asberger's, for example. I feel bad and hypocrictical, because sometimes I will say "He's such a freak..." but then I immediately reciprocate that statement, because I realize that they can't control it. My mom is a special ed teacher, so I have come into contact with many mentally retarded people over the span of my fourteen years, more than most people do throughout their whole life. I've grown so attached to them too. Seriously, Sammy, this boy in my mom's class, that had down syndrome - I LOVED him. And he loved me too :) I was the only person that he let hold his hand and hug him. I haven't seen that boy in years, and I still think about him and how cute he was. But anyways, WHY oh WHY must we discriminate against people that have no control over their intelligence. There's a difference between people who are just plain stupid and people who are mentally retarded - it's a monumental difference. Stupid people, they choose not to learn. Mentally retarded people CAN'T learn. Their brain doesn't retain the information that ours does.

Alright, I'm done with my mini rant.
Hope my boys win tonight <3

xoxo,
megan.

I need the product of your fears

I keep listening to the Cute Is What We Aim For c.d., it's really freaking addictive.
I don't know, his lyrics are very...catchy.

So, Poppin' video premiere is tonight!
I'm so freaking excited.
I'm going to mute Miley's performance though.
Flyzik better not let me or Lauren down, and get a bajillion buzznet videos backstage!
MTV not be gay and be like "Oh, only we can get footage."
I'll bitchslap someone.
For real.

So anyways, I need to not think about all of the exciting stuff that's going on.
Here's my calendar for exciting events:
8/16 - OCMD with Bethanne Burns. Hollllllaa!
10/9 - Fifteenth birthday AND Cobra/FTSK concert. FUCK YES.
10/11 - Hey, hockey season. I missed youu <3
11/29 - All Time Low, the Maine, Mayday Parade, and Every Avenue. SO EXCITED.

Going to find something to do, maybe watch Nancy Drew, Dan In Real Life, and/or Disturbia on demand ahha.

xoxo,
megan marie <3

I'm always drawn to each horizion

Last night, my mom ordered my tickets for the Sassyback Tour. Cobra Starship with Forever the Sickest Kids, Hit the Lights, and Sing It Loud. IT'S ON MY BIRTHDAY <3 Which means, it's a Thursday night. The tickets are will call, and the will call window and the Troc's will call window opens at the same time as the show, which kind of sucks. But I don't care, BECAUSE I'LL BE SEEING MY BOYS AGAIN <3
Speaking of boys, All Time Low is premiering Poppin' Champagne tomorrow, at 8 PM on fnMTV. Miley Cyrus is performing, which is gay, but at least I'll see Jack, Rian, Zack, and Alex :)
So, I need to get my mind off of October 9th, October 11th, and November 29th.
Just stop thinking about them.

xoxo,
megan.

So, it's official

that FTSK and Cobra are going to be in Philly on my birthday;
I'm so there.
For real.

And on November 29th, me and Charlene are seeing our boys at the Electric Factory.
All Time Low, The Maine, Every Avenue, and Mayday Parade.
Last stop of the tour.
This is going to be sickk.

I love going to shows.
On my birthday, I'm wearing a "Kiss Me, It's My Birthday" shirt;
and bringing my school i.d. to prove that it is indeed my birthday.
I want a birthday hug from Kyle and Caleb, for sure.
Austin would be sweet too :)

So here

is a list of bands I've seen live:
All Time Low (3)
Forever the Sickest Kids (2)
Death Cab For Cutie
BILLIE JOE ARMSTRONG <3
Elvis Costello
Fiona Apple
The Rocket Summer
The Matches
Sonny Moore
The Great American Soundtrack
The Goodnight Anthem
Jealousy Curve
Family Force 5
Charlotte Sometimes
Kenny Chesney
Sara Evans (2)
Montgomery Gentry (2)
Pat Green
Brooks & Dunn
Lonestar

and that's all I can remember.
I'm going to see ATL for the fourth time on November 29.
Along with the Maine, Mayday Parade, and Every Avenue.
Plus, FTSK for the third time on my birthday;
along with COBRA STARSHIP.
hey hey Gabriel Eduardo Saporta, Caleb Michael Turman, Kyle William Burns, Jonathan Samuel Cook, Austin Bello, Marc Stewart, Kent Garrison, Alex Suarez, NATE NOVARRO, and Ryland Blackinton.
Plus the beautiful Victoria Asher.
yay :)

xoxo,
megan.

Best weekend

I already talked about Warped Tour, so I'll talk about the two BANGIN' phillies games:
Saturday, we get down to the park and everything, find a good spot in right field and wait for pictures.
I got pictures with Geoff, Chad, Jimmy, Ryan Howard, Ryan Madson, Coste, Brunt, Jayson, Kyle, Jamie, PAT, and Charlie Manuel, so that was sweet.
Met up with Julie before the game started, we hung by the Braves bullpen till about the 3rd, then we went and met up with Deanna and Devon.
So Cole had a meltdown, and gave up nine runs in one inning.
Poor baby.
The fifth inning, Deanna turns to me and says:
I don't know why, but I feel like this is going to be a big inning for us.
Then, the first three runners get on base. Ryan Howard knocks two of them in.
Then Pat and Jayson, I think, got out.
Ryan's on second, Coste on first? And Greg comes up to bat :-)
HE HITS A 3-RUN HOMER.
ME AND DEANNA ARE FREAKING OUT.

then we won, 10-9.
holllllla.

then yesterday, me and joe get there early and stand behind 122. the first inning, Blanton gives up two runs. Then they play until the bottom of the third & it's crazy lightning and thunder, my GOD. it was FREEZING too. So we wait it out blah blah blah, nothing happens until Adam Eaton decids he wants to give them THREE MORE RUNS. then we go walk around to find food & we stand by the third base side. Coste hits a two-run homerun, and then the next two runners get on and SHANE is up to bat with two men on. Joe turns to me and goes "Shane Victorino, three-run homer. I'm calling it." What does Shane do? Hit a homerun! Jayson hit a two-run homerun, Pat hit one, and Jimmy hit one.
Awesome.
Then our bullpen NEARLY blows it but doesn't.

Phils won 12-10.
Fucking awesome. Would be better if the Mets would just do dive off a cliff, but IDC.

xoxo,
megan.

Oh my God

Oh man, Warped Tour was the BEST.
for real, it was awesome.

Here's how it went down:
We get in there and run to check the times that everyone's playing;
first band we want to see starts at four. So we've got a LOT of time to kill.
We're walking around, and we get called over by these people who ask us if we want to help with catering, so we say YES.
We get backstage passes because of it, so helll yeah.
I got to serve pizza bread to:
Jack Barakat, Kyle Burns (I gave him sooo many pieces haha. he said 'damnnn girl.' and then i was like 'sorrry!' and then someone was like 'yo, can i have a piece of pizza bread?' and he was like 'take one of mine, she gave me 30483048 pieces.' and i yelled sorry again and he was like "i was kidding!") oh my god, kyle and jack are both 3783748239 even more gorgeous in person, especially kyle. he's beautiful. and i got to serve to RYLAND, austin, caleb & danielle, rian & kara, vicky t, kent, and so many others. i got into a conversation with kent and austin that went like this:
Austin: I LOVE your shirt, dude.
Me: Thank You!
A: I LOVE donatelllo.
M: Nah, I like Michaelangelo. Hello, he's a party dude?
Kent: Which one is the one with the sides?
M: What? Lemme ask my brother
Danny: Oh, that's Leonardo.
anyways, after we serve it, i find out my brother is sitting there, talking to austin bello and kent garrison. i walk over and tell him we're gonna go walk around, and then we come back because we're not sure what to do. so he motions for me to come and sit with him, and he's like "austin, this is my little sister, megan." and i shook his hand then we sat down and they're like "we're austin and kent..." and i cut them off, by saying "i know! i LOVE your music!" and then we chatted for a little. it was sweet, austin talked about how they're going to japan next, which i obviously already knew. but i wasn't going to say that.
hahahahaha, and then we walked around until four....went to the atl signing.
omg, so we're standing there and i'm like "matt, come here!" so he walks over to the fence. and then i gave him the shirt and his eyes LIT UP. for real. and then me & him are talking for a little bit, and all that good stuff and then he hugged me for the gift haha. ilovehim<3. and then we head over to ftsk's show; we were literally right against the baricade & in front of caleb and kent. i was freaking out during their set, it was AMAZING.
here's how it went:
Woah Oh (Me vs. Everyone)
Hey Brittany
My Worst Nightmare
Believe Me, I'm Lying
She's a Lady.

then I GOT CALEB TURMAN'S PICK. it made me so happy, except that it bounced out of charlene's hands and onto my shoulder!
sicknesssss.

so, we go over to wait in line for ftsk, to meet them.
and and we were lucky, because kyle, kent, and austin showed up right before we got to the front.
they all signed my warped magazine, and i got in a miny rift with jonathan about the eagles vs. the cowboys which went like this:
Me: So, you're a HUGE dallas cowboys fan, aren't you?
Jonathan: (Smiles) YES.
Me: Sorry, I'm an Eagles fan.
J: (Tut Tut noise) I'm sorry for you too.
Me: (While getting picture taken): It's alright, Tony Romo can't win a playoff game anyways.
J: I'm sorry we took T.O. from you
M: IDC, I didn't want him!
J: Laughs.

thenn, it was austin.
Austin: (Points at me) I KNOW YOU, you're my friend!
Me: Yeah yeah, man.

then, kyle. oh man, that boy...he makes me smile, verrry big :D
Kyle: Heyy what's up!
Me: Sorry for giving you like, 39403940 pieces of pizza bread earlier
K: It's alright, I ate them all!
Me: Gooood!

then me and kent were pretty formal.
i love him though <3

oh oh oh and atl's set was AMAZING.
but the guy on the hurley stage?
not so much.
go a picture with gaskarth, so it was alright.

"PASTA!" "DAMNN, GIRLL!" "SPAGHETTTI."

you wouldn't understand ;-)

xoxo,
megan.

People

People really piss me off.
They're hypocritical, they break bonds so easily, and they have the need to put others down, for no reason at all besides their own pleasure.

I just want to know one thing -
be it through myspace, youtube, whatever it is;
if you hate something/someone, why was your time to comment it?
If I watch a music video and I don't find it the best thing in the world, i'm not going to say that.
If I listen to a band on myspace and they suck, I'm not about to add them and tell them that.

Same thing, if I see a fan of someone I'm not too fond of, I'm not going to tell them that their favorite band sucks or anything like that. It's their own taste and it doesn't affect me or the way i live my life.

Why do people have to be so rude to others?
Only if you have an interest in the person's good will should you be honest when something they like isn't the best. Or if they suck at something. Because then they might spend their whole life doing something they suck at and get nowhere. However, if my best friend is in love with...I don't know, Brittney Spears, I'm not going to tell her Brittney is a whore. Even if she is. If my friend is going out with a player, I'll tell her that he's a manwhore and she deserves someone better. Or if something doesn't look good on them, I'll tell them in the nicest way possible.

Anyways, one day.
I'm going to be as nice as possible to All Time Low tomorrow, and pretty much say fuck the haters. They aren't a cheap rip-off of Blink. The only thing that they do that reminds me of Blink is the way they act - and they grew up with Tom, Mark, and Travis as their heroes, therefore they will act that way. Mark Hoppus seems to think they're pretty good, and not a rip-off of Blink-182...and wouldn't Mark know a cheap ripoff of that band better than anyone else?

Oh, and I'm in a ranting mood, so that is precisely what I am going to do.

People claim that some of my favorite bands sold out...not in my mind! I mean, selling out is when who you are or what you do to sell records or make money. Tell me then, how Green Day sold out? The label did NOT want them to get political, and they did anyways. They did at a time when the country was in turmoil and desperately wanted to accept the president and not find any flaws...Green Day did anyway. If I wanted to be an artist and have people listen to my music and a big record label offered me a contract, I would sign it. Not for the money, but for the exposure to a larger fan base. Anyways, you can't say someone is or isn't 'punk rock' for being on a major label.
When I think punk rock, I think the Ramones, the Clash, the Sex Pistols...and they were all on major labels, so SUCK IT.

xoxo,
megan.

seriously

the phillies made me mad tonight.
for real, brett myers..way to have contorl.
NOT.
for real, he sucked.

but whatever.
pretty much, a day.

two days

Two more days,
and I can almost guarantee that they will be the longest two days of my life.
It doesn't help that the Phillies are playing the Mets, so I get all anxious during the day for the games at night.

But I really can't believe it's two days away;
it hasn't hit me.
Not in the least.


Well, I'm watching That 70's Show and waiting impatiently for seven o'clock.

xoxo,
megan.

oh hey

i'm posting again to say i love the phillies scoring six runs in the ninth inning.
if we win, first place is all ours <3

they make me smile, so wide.
i'll keep blogging till the end of the game!

so, now it's the bottom of the ninth.
chavez is on second, one out.
beltran is at bat.
now chavez is on third.

fucking, come on lidge.
you're lights out all the time.
please <3


now, ryno just made a GREAT play at first, and there are two outs.
8-6;
delgado is up.

pretty please, lights out?

WHOO!

I LA LA LOVE WINNING <3

come on, sweet catastrophe

The Phillies have really pissed me off lately. It seems like they're just giving up, and that is NOT how you play baseball, I'm sorry.

I'm listening to Boys Like Girls right now :-) I've liked them for a while now, before everyone knew the Great Escape, but in no way are they 'my band'. I'm happy for them, that they are so big. It's cool when a band you've liked for a while really makes it.

All Time Low is getting to that point, and I'm convinced that Forever the Sickest Kids will, they're too good not to.
Speaking of those two sexy bands, I'm seeing them in three days!
It's almost two haha <3 This week is going incredibly slow, thanks to Warped and the Phillies being this weekend.

Oh, and just a note, I love hoodrat. She loves me too :-) She calls me greystache. Best friends? I think so. We've been best frandss since sixth grade, and only have grown closer over these last few years. I think we fought ONCE, and I wasn't even mad at her, I was mad at other people and took it out on her. I don't even COUNT that. We grew way way close in seventh grade, thank you Green Day <3 One of the many reasons I credit them with saving me...I wouldn't be sane without this girl, and we definitely got so close because of them. We sat on the phone for twelve hours one day of winter break and literally only said things along the lines of "Green Day is so amazing." Now we sit there and debate the meaning of life...we've come a long way! But we still make dirty jokes and you have to love us for it. ilygirll<3

Oh hey, Phillies being down 5-2 in the top of the ninth and having the bases loaded with no outs. Carlos, you wanna hit a grand slam? I'd love you forever <3

xoxo,
megan.

Passion

I want to make running my new passion.

I know, I know, I can't make anything my passion, but if I do it enough, I'll start to enjoy it and then I'll be passionate about it. Running is something that belongs to me. My other passions in this world belong to someone else, besides writing. I love music and I love sports, but they are someone else's passion that I have become infatuated with. Running and writing belong to me, no one else but me.

Running clears your mind, and you just let go of all your thoughts and pay attention to the rhythmic pounding of your feet on the pavement.

That's all, for now.

THREE MOTHER FUCKING DAYS.

xoxo,
megan.

I'll be undressing you with every word....

I wrote All Time Low a letter today. It was for my own self, since I'm sure I'll never have the courage to give it to them. It revealed things a little to personal, so I wouldn't want to leave that as my lasting impression on one of my favorite bands. I'd give a letter like that to Green Day, because they have had such a profound affect on my life, plus I've been a fan for a while and my fandom is tried & true.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not doubting my fandom for All Time Low, just saying that Green Day has always been there and always will be.

Pretty much, in the writing of the letter, I broke down. I'm a wreck, but I pick up the pieces every day and fix myself. I hate hate hate myself. This isn't a pity statement, because no one's reading this but me. I really do hate myself. I hate the way I look, and I hate the way I act. I hate the way I feel like I have to fight to keep a conversation alive, aside from a few people. I question myself all the time, and I feel like no matter what I do, I'll never fit in. I'm an outcast in my own mind, and if I can't even be the star of my own reality, who's reality can I star in?

I have a grand total of two friends. I know, popular girl. No guys fall at my feet; I'm ugly as hell and my personality matches, so I can see why. I really do hate myself. I feel bad, because I know that God created me and I should be happy with myself, but I'm not. You may not realize it if you're just talking to me, but I know it. I've lost the sparkle in my eyes. I used to la la love my eyes, but now I can barely look myself in the eyes. I disgust myself, can't see why I wouldn't disgust someone else.

I miss the old me, the one that didn't give a damn what other people thought...well, that still is me. I don't care what most other people say, but it does matter that I can't shove that voice to the back of my head, the one critiquing my every move - and that voice doesn't belong to anyone else.

It belongs to me.

And I need to stop that, but I don't know how. Someone save me? I can't rely on one comment from James Matthew Flyzik forever.

for now,
Megan.

"Medically speaking, you're adorable."
-"Risque" - Cute Is What We Aim For

I got Flyzik's shirt today, but it wasn't Gagne, it was Richards. Hope he likes it :-) Four days till I can give it to him, which means FOUR DAYS TILL WARPED TOUR.
I am seriously so impatient. This day alone felt like four. At least I have something to distract me - I have to run and I'm hanging out with Caitlin two days before Warped.
The day before - that's going to kill. It's my dad's birthday, but I won't be seeing him at all. Hope I can find something to distract.

I'm still smiling because of yesterday. Matt Flyzik, I am forever indebted to you - hope that debt is paid off by the shirt though ;-) The shirt is a kid's XL, but I think it will fit him. He's a stick, plus he wears tight shirts. I bought an Eagles drawstring bag for Warped, so maybe Matt will say something about that ;-) I'm showing it to the dudes from FTSK, and if need be, I will get in an argument with them about football. I would NOT mind. Tony Romo can't win a playoff game anyways, stop blaming it on his girlfriends.

I'm done, I have nothing to say.

xoxo,
megan.

best day of my life?

If not, it's pretty damn close.
I think the day that the Flyers won in OT against the Caps and the day the Phillies clinched the NL East outweigh this, but still.
Why was my day so great, you might ask?
James Matthew Flyzik, tour manager for All Time Low, commented me today :-)
Most famous person to ever comment me :-)

I'm watching the ESPY's right now, and Eli Manning looks so sexy. So does David Beckham...loved them forever, especially Eli. David has a great smile.

Anyway, I'm bored out of my mind.

The Phillies need to start scoring runs for Cole Hamels. This man lets up two runs, and they can't score for him. Ridiculous. You have Ryan Howard, NL RBI leader, and major league HR leader, and in the last three games, you've scored eleven runs combined. Absolutely ridiculous. You've gotten quality pitching, and can't make good on it.

Whatever, I'm done being mad. I'll just keep reading Flyzik's comment :-)

oh and five days till warped, six till photo day; and seven until phils with joe <3

xoxo,
megan.

I'm so excited!

I'm ridiculously excited for next week. I have like 3948934 good things happening. First off, my mom is finally switching my phone to the line with free texting! I start running on Monday for field hockey season, which is a blessing in disguise, I guess. Wednesday, I'm hanging out with Caitlin, who I haven't seen in FOREVER. Thursday, I need to find out what's going on. Friday is WARPED TOURRR with my best frandd. I'll give a list of who I'm going to see after this whole thing. Saturday, I'm going to the Phillies with my dad, stepmom, and their two friends for daddy's birthday <3

Here's who I'm going to see at Warped (order of need):
Forever the Sickest Kids
All Time Low
Cobra Starship
We The Kings
Story Of The Year

And here's who I'll check out if I have the time:
Say Anything, Relient K, Every Avenue, Katy Perry, Danger Radio, and the Audition.

July 25th, come faster?

xoxo,
megan

Well whuddddup?

Haven't updated since hockey season. someone's pounding on the door right now...i don't want to check who it is...i'm home alone. and kind of scared.

so i wrote this thing last night;
and it's entirely true.

sometimes i want to scream. sometimes i want to cry. sometimes i just want to laugh and smile.
it's perfectly normal to feel a wide range of emotions, right?
is it normal if you feel this wide range on a daily basis?

the answer is, i have no clue. i mean, i guess it is. as long as you don't go from one extreme to the other at the drop of a hat, right?

well the scary thing is, i do.

anyways, enough about my moodiness.

and people hate me. people are always going to hate me. i might as well get used to it. every mom will say 'well it's their loss'. well, i guess it is, but it's also mine too. mine because someone hates me, and theirs because they don't know the real me.

how am i so confident they don't know the real me?
because no one does. even if you put together the pieces i've given away to people, you won't complete the puzzle that is me.

xoxo,
megan

Wow

I just realized;
I have a type. That I like, I mean.
But I actually have types.
But the types are at opposite ends of the spectrum.

First off, let it be no secret, I love athletes. They are so gorgeous to me, not even because of their looks or nicee bodies, but they are driven to succeed, and I can relate to them. To them, it's winning it all, or losing everything. No in-betweens. There are no off days when you're an athlete, through and through. During your sports season, all you live and breathe is that sport. And I can relate. I love athletes for their determination.
for real.

Then, I go for the nerdy-but-cute-in-an-awkward way kinda guys. Guys like Chris Carrabba, from Dashboard Confessional. Or "superman". A real-life Seth Cohen, if you will. I love them, for real. Musicians mostly fit this type. They also appeal to me for their passion. When you watch someone play guitar that really loves to play, look at their face. Their eyes are most likely closed, their tounge probably peaking through their mouth. That shows their passion. I love to watch that. I really do.

Oh, and now my dream guy, he's my Jake Ryan. Sixteen Candles reference right there. Jake Ryan is the big-man on campus, the one every girl dies for. He has the head-cheerleader girlfriend, and the perfect body to boot. He drives the sweet car, has a huge house, and parties like there's no tomorrow. Yet, he's deep. He doesn't embarrass Samantha, when he really could've. And he dumps his hot, senior, girlfriend, for the sophomore that no one knows! I know that's not real life, but what i'm getting at is when there's someone out there that will love you for you, ya dig? That's what I want.
<3

someone

shoot me.
please?

i'm gonna go kill myself now.
buh bye.

SUPERMAN!

I haven't updated in forever.
Shoot me.
I've been busy reading; writing a script for english; and just plain being lazy.

Well, I really don't have anything interesting to say.
I'm a fucking THUG. Yeah, it's on my knuckles, bitch.
I love Superman <3

Lmfao whenever i see something superman i think of Dane Cook;
Charlene should get that.
But I don't wanna shoot my superman :[

so i'm bored.

xoxo,
megan.

Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

"Money and success don't change people;
they merely amplify what is already there."
-Will Smith



This blog is going to be about Jonas changes.

To all you people who say they've changed:
Do you know them? Who are you to say they've done anything at all?
We don't know them; just the face they put up for the cameras. The only way to judge if a person has changed is if you know them, and get in their mind. Sure, they don't smile as much. They're stressed! Who can honestly say that if they were thrown into the same conditions that they wouldn't feel stress? Hell, I get stressed trying to remember a few facts for a test! They, along with the band, have to remember lyrics, chords, frets, names of people, all this stuff. I would be cracked after that! I would never smile, because I get testy when I don't get a full nights sleep. When they sleep, they sleep on a bus or a plane, and have to wake up early the next day to do it all over again. Now, I'm not saying they should complain. They're truly blessed to lead a life full of dreams being accomplished. But, Nick and Frankie NEVER got to experience a normal childhood. Frankie didn't choose this life. He doesn't get to play in sandboxes like normal 7-year-olds. Sometimes we take that for granted, just being normal. Not having to worry about what a whole MILLIONS of people will think of our every move. Yeah, Joe might not act as crazy as he used to. He's maturing, which you should do. Trust me, everyday I have to deal with a 52-year-old man that NEVER matured, and frankly, it's the worst. He acts like he's 2, and it's so damn annoying. If Joe stayed immature, then one day he would end up like that. It sucks.

Anyways, that's all for now on this topic.

xoxo,
megan.

Hmm....

"The weak can not forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong."
-Ghandi

Tonightt wass pretty fun (: I went to a rodeo, which was awesome. And then Jake Owens(who is AWESOME & erryone should check out) performed. It was prettyyy sweet.

Well, the Flyers won their last game before the all-star break, on Thursday. They beat the Penguins, which makes everything 20 times better. Downie got in a fight(he's my new love). The skills competition part of the all-star game was today, but I didn't get to see it OR the Jonas Brothers perform at the Rockin' Skate, because I was out. I'll have to find a video on YouTube or somethinggg.

Alright, well I feel real tired & shit. I hate riding in a car with two smokers in the winter, because the smoke never escapes through the window. I was like 'I can feel my lungs getting black.'
But whateverrr. I just need to strengthen them or whatever.


xoxo,
megan.

Aww shucks.

"When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace."
-Jimi Hendrix.


Alright, well, I guess I've been doing pretty well, but whatever. I've got 5 A's & 1 B in school for the second marking period, which is exceptionally well. Stupid French is biting me in the ass though.

Other than that, my life has been boring. We had an assembly about course selection for next year this morning & I'm pretty sure I'm going to go along the route of photography. My brother is a photography major at CCP, so I think he can help me out with that. If not photography, then creative writing, genetics, New American Stuides, Civil Law, or European History AP. Idk. I'm thinking of taking English II Honors and/or Geometry Honors.

Yeahh, off to watch the Flyers vs. the Penguins.

Be back laterr, fosho.


xoxo,
Megan.

AHFJSHFJ

"No one here is getting out alive."
-Jim Morrison.

Last night was one of the worst nights of my life. I cried the hardest I had since my grandfather's funeral last March, and this time it was for an entirely different reason. I cried out of hatred, not mourning. Here's how everything went down:
I had gotten up from the computer to go to the living room to watch the 4th quarter of the Packers - Giants game. My stepdad was laying across the whole couch & my mom was sitting at the other end. My brother was sitting on our lounge chair, which means that there was no seat for me. I asked, very politely I might add, 'May I have a seat?'
Then my stepfather, being who he is, starts clearing off this little pink chair that I had when I was 3. No way my ass was gonna fit in that, plus my knees would be up to my chin. I then said, 'I'm serious. I'm not having the best day & I'm kind of aggrivated right now.'
Then, my fucking stepdad starts screaming at me.
This is pretty much what he said:
'YOU BETTER WATCH YOUR DAMN MOUTH! I DON'T KNOW WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU ARE, BUT I DON'T LIKE IT. I'M TIRED OF YOUR FUCKING ATTITUDE.'' And he stood up in the middle of this to make himself seem more menancing. I felt threatened, for real. Not exxagerating or anything.
Then, my brother, being the awesome brother that he is, says:
'You don't have to yell at her.'
Mark sits back down, and looks at my brother and says:
'It's none of your damn business.'

Um, what the fuck?
I was about to bitch him out but my mom says that we shouldn't yell at each other. Yeah, wtf didn't she say this in the middle of Mark's little tirade?
I have no clue.

I ran upstairs & cried for a good 10 minutes. Then my mom comes upstairs & tries to DEFEND him. She said stuff like that was a normal occurance in his house when he was a boy.
That was fucking 45-50 years ago.

I don't know who the hell he thinks HE is, trying to come into our house & act like my fucking father. News flash, dickhead. I have a father, I don't need you. You're a fucking jerkoff & I fucking hate your guts. God forbid, you and my mom are together when I get married, I'm not fucking inviting you. I want you the fuck out of my life & I'm NEVER speaking another word that is not nessacary to you EVER again. Lay a fucking hand on me & trust me, you'll be out like a light. My dad, my brothers, and so many other people would fucking KILL you. Hell, I would fucking kill you.

Sorry, had to get that out. But I was just so shattered last night, it wasn't even funny. My brother was about to kick his ass, and I wish he had.

He DISGUSTS me.

Cuz I need you more than ever.

"Take me under your wing tonight;
make me so perfect in your eyes.
Hold on, cuz it will be alright.
You're not alone."
-Take me - Hawk Nelson

Today was borrrring. It was just me & Dan home alone, all day. I played the Sims in his room for a good 2 hours XD Nick Jonas & I had two kids, named Matt & Mackenzie.

Which brings me to the subject of tne future. Here are my dreams, my hopes. My wishes, my aspirations.

I want to graduate from Central with a degree, and be on the stage at graduation. I wish to attend either Penn State or Notre Dame, or whatever school has the best program for what I want to do with my life. I want to be a sportscaster, for a channel such as ESPN or the person that interviews players & coaches before halftime. That kind of thing. I want to get married & have 2-4 kids. I want a boy and a girl. Here are the names I really like: Matthew Joseph, Michael Anthony, Adrienne Rose, and Mackenzie Grace. Yeah, I know I'm only a freshman in high school & I have some time to decide what I want to do, but this is what I'm truly passionate about. I'm never happier than when I'm at a sporting event, watching sports, or simply just talking about them. I've bonded with so many people purely over sports.

On the off chance someone else reads this, what are your hopes for the future?

xoxo,
Megan.

I'm happy appy appy.

I know I said I was gonna update erryday;
but school was way stressful this week.
Whateverrr.

I finished midterms today! I had bio, which was relatively easy. Nice way to end the week. Yesterday was French, which I got a 79 on and art history, which was open book. I got an 83 on my world history one, a 76 on the one part of my English one, and I don't know about algebra.

But enough about that, it's annoying.

My speakers are working again! Yess (:

I'm pretty dayumm excited because on April 10, I might be going to see All Time Low at the TLA & my b double eff is gonna be there(most likely) and I haven't seen her since June! (: They're going to be performing with Rocket Summer, Sonny Moore, the Matches, and Forever the Sickest Kids. I'm tryna convince my brother to take me & maybe my friend Lauren. Then me and Charlene could quite possibly be going to a John Mayer concert in July. John Mayer is the shiett. AND the Jonas Brothers are probably going to announce their next leg of the 'When you Look me in the eyes' tour, and they better be stopping in Philly. Yeahh, son.

Today was hilarious for reasons I pretty much can't remember. In English, Dylan & I got lollipops because we were the first people to have this 'There, their, and they're' paper done correctly. The flavor was sour grape, and they were shaped like lips. Fred kept making these faces at us, to try & guilt trip one of us into giving him our lollipop. AS IF. I was a lip sucker & Dylan is a lip licker. Then Mariya went off onto a random discussion about sucking & apparently Ethan likes to swallow XD His lollipops, that is.

My stepdad is annoying me right now >.<

The Flyers play tomorrow night, against the Islanders (:
NFL conference finals are on Sunday! Go Packs and I don't care about the AFC. I'm kinda pulling for the Chargers, because the Pats already have gone to the Super Bowl recently. Plus, I want Favre to win a Super Bowl and retire. Whateverr.


Alright, I'm about to pass out. I need to do my chores really quick and then I'm going to bed.

xoxo,
Megan.

Ahh

"You're gonna be an alcoholic by your senior year. Trust me."
"You have to eat protein after you work out!"
-Words of wisdom from my Superman<3


Yeah, I haven't updated in a few days. Sue me. Midterms are a bitch; I totally failed the two I took today :/ I have to do all of my extra credit reports for world history because I NEED a B in that class. Anyways, yeahh. The speakers on my computer are like a non-virgin - fucked. Ughh. I need my music! Oh & those two awesome quotes up at the top? They're from my unrequited love that probably doesn't even give me a second thought. I told my brother he needs to throw a house party when my mom & stepdad go on their honeymoon, and invite all the guys he knows from Central. Lauren agreed, and I know Mariya would go along with that. I'd invite them & Charlene & we'd have a good ass time (:

Anyways, I'm bored & I need to study for midterms - Flyers are on at 7 tonight!

xoxo,
Megan<3