It Smells Fine. Just Put it in Your Mouth.

"Hey.. Emma... we so rock at not doing anything in art class, don't we?" Emma turned around to look at me and gave a little laugh. Another awesome art class passing, and of course Emma then asks, with a little bit of eagerness in her voice, "Are you going to FAT tonight?!???!" I put my coat on and answer with one I had been using a lot. "Eh... well I have that band. French band. But what are you guys doing in FAT?"
"Oh, we've been doing...stuff.. well actually this week is Rock Fest," My eyebrows jolt up and I inquire further, deciding immediately to go to FAT instead of the French band. It sounded absolutely awesome.

An hour or so later, my ears were being injected with utter volume. There were two acoustic guitar/singing players, who were actually rather amazing. One of them, Ryan, is in my Spanish class. He had a few songs, all original, and actually could sing. I was impressed. I was actually digging all the music, except maybe when it was just pure noise. There were three other bands, two of which were actually pretty good. The other was younger and yeah. I recognized some guys from my school. There were no female performers, actually. Except for the interns, who played Eye of the Tiger. So yeah. It was rather great, actually. I should have brought my camera and all. And then tomorrow is my birthday party, so we'll see Slumdog Millionaire. Supposed to be really awesome.

You might be wondering about the title. They seem to like doing these slightly.. stupid... games at FAT Friday, and this week's one was to jump rope with an egg in your mouth. I know. So apparently the eggs smelled bad, but the guy said {see title} and I just thought that was hilarious.

On Thursday we had to take these Key Stage 3 (English thing) practice tests. I think I did alright, but I barely finished. I have a sort of.. philosophy on things now. I just figure, "well hey, this will just all pass and be in my memory very soon so... just take in what you can" and then of course it all passes, and I'm left with the memories to reflect on. It's pretty awesome to use. Not like I can't. Jason Mraz (my new obsession pretty much) also said stuff about how the only real time that matters is now. And I agree with that. Because technically, the future doesn't really exist. I mean, yeah. He seems to have an awesome life.

Haven't blogged in a while. I haven't even touched the computer either in a while. I am now in much need of a guitar. Well, I have one (my dad's) but I like electric. Must jam! Right about now! That concert really did it for me. I mean, I guess. I hadn't gone to FAT in at least a month. I now find myself with about 160 days to go, a bunch of ideas, almost-forgotten friends who deliver much new-news, a bunch of inspirations, a CD-obsession, and sort of a plan worked out. Or at least, some new information.

This year, already a bunch of ... wow things have happened. I mean, there was

France thing in general
Learning two languages... simultaneously
French band
Trip to England
New music obsessions
Hockey with middle aged men
College-like life
English accents
Absence of algebra
New Friends
Perspective

and now a rock concert, and we're planning on going to Florence, Italy during a break soon. Awesome, much? I've also decided to actually use the computer less. Because it just makes stuff worse really. But I promise I won't forgot you guys.

I need lyrics.