10.

Possibly the dumbest thing I've said in a while: I'm not a fan of Cold War Kids actually.
fuck that. They're fucking brilliant.
When I cuss around the youth leader at my church he says that cussing is for people with bad vocabularys. I disagree. I believe they're sentance enhancers, not only quoting Spongebob, but I believe this to be true
it's just a completely different sentance if you were to say "ahh my freaking knee" compared to "ahh my fucking knee!" I really hate saying words like freaking around people I can't cuss around. It's just lame. I'm in a comment war with this kid on Youtube. it's actually really funny. Although I would usually dislike confrontation like this, every time I get a reply from him it almost makes my day because I can just shoot down everything he says; therefore making me feel better about myself. This isn't the first time, however, that I have been in a Youtube flame fight. This kid started screaming at me for god knows what through personal messages a while ago. I stand by my description of Youtube: it's like a group of the meanest people are put into a room and asked to watch videos and make negative comments about them. I finally caught up on Lost today and got to watch it tonight. I have no idea how the hell they make this show for two reasons; how they make it so amazing, and how everything fits in so perfectly. For instance (for anyone who doesn't watch it) they're in 1976 right now on the island, and they're explaining things from the first season. It's almost like they're doing it backwards...genious. For anyone still reading this, I'm going to put all the interesting stuff at the end. I've been kissing Jennie A LOT lately. At the begining of this show, I thought I might've had a problem with it, and I can understand me not minding this far into it, but I honestly didn't care the first time we did it. It's not like it means anything...right?
just kidding. Of course it doesn't.
good god, this is the longest entry I've made...
sorry guys.
I really really really miss Sarah...it's amazing how you can see someone every day for a while and then three or four days seems like a long time...I need her.

Love, Will

oh look, it stopped snowing

I get my phone back this weekend
but my iPod, sadly, will not be given to me until the end of the school year...are you fucking kidding me? You can deprive me of my happiness...but you can't deprive me of...dammit.
I didn't even get a chance to listen to the new Patrick Wolf album.
I'm an idiot.

Love, Will

8.

I'm not allowed to be on here.
I'm grounded from everything and as my mom calls it I'm "unplugged"
no iPod. No Internet. No PHONE. No Playstation.
...no iPod= no music
no music= ...?

FML.

-Will

7.

I used to write in this little journal book I have in my room every night. Sometimes I'll pick it up, write in it for two or three nights, then find it stupid, and find a new hiding spot for it. So that someday I'll find it, but others won't. I covered it in duct tape and have made a lot of modifications to it since it was a purple Harry Potter Diary. I think I'm going to burn it sometime soon. So that nobody can read those thoughts. Wether happy, or sad, they're gone. All those times are gone. There's no point in bringing them back up...right? Something tells me that in a couple of years, this blog will turn into that.

Maybe I'll have to burn it too.

-Will.

hey snow white

I hate to bitch;
but I'm really fucking sick of this.

you know all the slot machines are robot amputees waving hello

It's been a really depressing last couple of days. I talked to Matteo for about an hour last night on the phone. That really helped a lot. Testing is finally over as of a couple of minutes ago! Jenny's party is tonight, and me and Sarah are going clothes shopping...for me. I have no idea what I'm going to get or if I'll even have enough money. Probably not. This blog is going to be just me rambling because I don't really have anything to say...I need a new phone. Death Cab's new EP is really really good. I told Sarah I put the album art on my wall...but I still haven't. I don't really see the point in lying about stuff like that, so I apologize...I seem to be doing a lot of that lately. I'm really excited about Charlie Brown this summer. I think it's going to be amazing; considering it's going to be on THE MAIN STAGE! Those balls are going to be everywhere.
and it will be amazing.

Love, Will

I've changed this blog title 3 times.

Today, I was woken up at 9:30 because it's testing week. Torwards the end of the every school year homeschoolers have to take tests...just like "normal people" and I take these tests at my church. So I was woken up at 9:30 to go up to the third floor of our church which is freezing because someone decided to leave the window open. Perfect testing conditions. I'm on break right now actually. We went by Chic-fil-a to see Sarah which was pretty amazing...that is it would've been if we could've talked. Oh well. This is a short entry I know
and I apologize.

Love, Will

woo

Happy 420 everyone!

mmh I haven't updated in forever...wait, "update" is Xanga, not Blogspot. Forgive me. I have not blogged in a long time. Last week I went to the beach with Jake for spring break. It was hell while I was there for certain reasons, but looking back on it now I think I had a lot more fun than I realized at the time. Oh well. I slept over at Sarah's on Friday when I got back because I missed her so much. We watched Orange County, then Finding Nemo twice. I forgot how much I love Orange County. That movie is amazing. I have no doubt in my mind that Lance is the funniest part Jack Black has ever played. Pooh is over. Which is a relief, and kinda bitter. I don't have anything to do anymore, and I won't see Sarah every day. And to top it all off, she's quiting Almost, Maine to do some stupid thing in Charlotte. I just happen to remember a story I would like to share with you guys. Thursday night [the night before departure] we decided to walk out on the beach. After Jake runs away with my shoe and throws it up on the dunes, we continue to walk down the beach where a mass group of people are huddling around one spot. Thinking it's a dead shark or something, we decide to walk over to determine what's going on, when we do, this woman turns around and asks Jake where his shirt is, acting like she's known us for years. I then ask "what is this?" and she answers "it's a memorial service...a family thing" Well as you can imagine, we feel pretty damn stupid. So we simply run back down the beach. Possibly the funniest thing to occur on that trip?
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I love Sarah.

Love, Will

ugh.

it's 1:16 in the morning, and I'm effing tired. But I'm just going to talk about some stuff.
I'm utterly sick of Whinny the Pooh. I hate the kids in that play. I was talking to Sarah earlier tonight and we were naming how many kids we could actually tolerate, I came up with 4. FOUR EFFING KIDS out of a cast of about 25. That's sad. I don't know what the fuck these kids have against me, or why they just hate me but it's really pissing me off. I hate kids in the first place so that's already a strike against them, and I normally wouldn't give a shit what some snot-nosed third grader had to say about me, but there's just something about them that angers me when it's mentioned that I'll be filling in a part for today and a groan goes around the entire room. I think that would upset anybody. Luckily there are a few kids I can turn to without being insulted upon contact. But without Sarah being there, I think there might be some lawsuits on my hands. Well apparently "some stuff" is just one thing. I'm too tired to write anymore for I feel that my head may drop onto my keyboard any secoa;lskdjfiea

Love, Will

New Blog.

well since Gayspot is fucking retarded, my blog got deleted because I made a Gmail account as a joke and I then deleted that mail account...how the hell did this happen? Don't ask me. Recently Sarah told me that she reads my blog. So I decided to make a new one. SPEAKING OF SARAH, we're going to the Death Cab for Cutie concert on Thursday. For anyone that doesn't know either of us, I'm obsessed with Death Cab, and Sarah...less than likes them. So she's taking me why? Because she loves me. Now, I don't have to tell any of you that this is probably the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. Ever. I love her more than words can say. I'm more excited than words can say as well. Ra Ra Riot. Death Cab for Cutie. Cold War Kids. It's going to be an awesome show. This past Saturday after rehearsels, me, Sarah, Matthew, Jenny, Kyle, and Richard went to Myer's park and took KFC for a picnic. Sarah and Matthew threw Macoroni and green beans all over Richard...it was incredibly rude and mean and the funniest thing that happened all day. I admit it.
AND THEN yesterday, (sunday) we went to Charlotte with Kyle and Lindsey to see Sarah's show which was awesome. All the black people would be like OOOOHHH every time someone cussed. The Slusaricks basically adopted me. I seriously wasn't home all day haha
it was like life
with the Slusaricks.
Watchmen on Wednesday by the way.
I always think that Wednesday is spelled weird
because it is
just like February...what the hell is that R doing there?
anyways, it's good to have my blog back...sorta.

Love, Will