Orthodontist

Today I was at the orthodontist, and I hate it there, and I was waiting to be called in, and there was this boy who was playing with duplos, and singing the spongebob theme song, and then his mom said something, and he turned to her and said, "third grade is stressful."
omg. if he thinks third grade is stressful....

Hurry up and ...

I really want to know what is in the box Justen gave me.
It's really bothering me.

I'm kidding.
I <3 u J-ten.
Don't die just yet.

Fucking Mothers. (No, not milfs)

Chemistry is busting my nonexistant balls. Seriously. They're nonexistant. Mr. Morrow is all about busy work and its driving me fucking nuts. There's no need to have me do 80 problems on significant figures. We're not that stupid. And need I remind you that I PASSED first semester. So i know this shit.

And government is so fucking boring. But I drew this awesome picture of Crime cause I like that sentence "to remember or to forget" and it looks pretty good even though it doesnt look like Crime cause I've only seen the picture once. Not the point though.

I'm making two shirts. One for the Against Me! show on thursday and one for the Fake Problems show on Saturday. One's an against me shirt and ones a fake problem shirt. But I hate wearing a band shirt to the band's show; its tacky, everyone already knows you love them, cause thats why youre there. So I'm going to wear the fake problems one to the against me show and vice versa. It's pretty cool. The Against me shirt I got the stencil from someone else and changed it a bit, but it's tom and the mic chord spells Joy. It could have spelled anything, but Joy was good so i left it at that. The fake problems one... im not so sure about. I was thinking about doing the lettering of the name from the How Far Our Bodies Go album, you know, how its all scratchy and whatnot. It looks like the picture. Anyway, I was thinkng of doing that, and then maybe the skelletons from Spurs on the back of the shirt. Or mayb ethe other way around. I dont know. ANd who really cares right?

Fuck.
My mom thinks the Against Me one looks like "he's smoking a pipe." Tom is not fucking smoking a pipe. It's a fucking mic. Jesus FUCKING CHRIST. I need to change the word if it at least looks like a pipe. Cause it cant look like a pipe vaguely and say joy. It's just bad.
GAH.
Maybe Ill just change it to against me!
FUCK.
FUCK.
Fuck.
I guess I'll do it again then.

Stupid people. Why cant they just know my intentions?

Never say never.

Never give up. Never give in. Never give out.

Progress, not perfection.

I seriously can't keep doing this.

Every time Jacob sleeps over, we end up getting about 4 or 5 hours of sleep, which I can do. That's okay. But its times like last night, where we just don't sleep that I have trouble with the next day.

My gauges came in the mail! 10ga is kinda small, but I guess I'll work from there.

Frick.

Today I was writing a paper and I wrote the word democracy in it, but I accidentally typed Democrazy. And I've read Freud, and I'm pretty sure that was a Freudian slip. Cause I honestly do think that our democracy is a little crazy.

Freud would have been proud.

Democrazy...

A Hole New Me

I bought 2 dresses today. I really don't know why, since I'll probably never wear them to school. (Or who knows? I suprised myself once by buying them, and I might just do it again by wearing them.) I'm also wearing tights. And one of the dresses. It's very unlike me. I'm almost a little creeped out.

Speaking of new things:

NEW TO COME! TO A Kristine Michelle Baeseman-Fredericks NEAR YOU!

Don't interpret that "to come" part, as I know some of you are very well doing.
I'm buying gauges. I'm thinking of only going to a 6g, but I saw some really pretty 2g's that I might just have to have. So it all depends. I know that the 2g is the "point of no return" for some people, or thats where the line starts, because I've also heard of people with 000's that have gone back to an 18g. I don't know. I guess it all depends upon when my parents start noticing. (They tend not to notice things like that. They're very observant.)

This week! Exciting stuff. Well, not this week, but next week, or um..actually 2 weeks. I'm going to see Against Me! and Fake Problems, which is part of the reason I want to start gauging NOW. Even though I know I won't get above a 16g by then. It's a start. But I digress. I'm excited because now that I have short hair, I can mosh a lot easier, without making sure my hair isnt going to get ripped out. Not that I ever had much of an affinity for my hair when it was long.

(Ps, the title is a play on words, but not in a perverted way. Its cause of the gauges... oh never mind. )

Their Society's Based On America

How can women wear pants
but men must wear dresses?
Its just fabric. its just design.
where is the line between
new fashion and cross dressing?
is there diffrence in men and women?
its just flesh. its just design.

Anxiety, Anxiety...

School fucking sucks. I've been listening to this song a lot: (you should too)

Against Me! - Borne On The FM Waves of The Heart

No, its not what we meant to say.
We don’t really love each other.
What happens when the summer’s over?
How long before distance becomes a chore?
Im approaching with great, great trepidation.
I hope you’ll understand.

Before you speak think about what your trying to say.
Who else is there to blame for miscommunication?
Your getting caught up in the excitement.
You making promises you can’t keep.
You need to leave all your options open.

Too much momentum.
This room feels like its going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
Your searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control of the situation.

Anxiety, Anxiety you give me no mercy.
Grind my teeth smoothe and flat in my sleep.
We took some pills to calm us down.
Then we needed help to come back up.
Just trying to stay in control of the situation.

Too much momentum.
This room feels like its going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
Your searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control of the situation.
They fall apart so easily.

Too much momentum.
This room feels like its going to expolde.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
Your searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control.
You have to fight to stay in control.
No, you don’t have to fight to stay in control of the situation.

Oh! How the mighty have fallen...

I can forgive the $30 hoodies. I can forgive the $30 shows. I can forgive the "sell-out" of New Wave. I can forgive a lot, but the fact of the matter is, Against Me!, you let them censor you. And I will never forgive that.

I've decided that most of the freshmen this year are good. Either that or I just haven't met the bad ones.

We pulled up a tree today. :(
And we're going to have to uproot another soon. The one in the front yard. It's cause its supposedly going to be a hundred feet tall in 5 years. It's like from Africa or something. Its got nasty thorns on it that are like 3 inches. No joke. I was trimming this tree yesterday and the gloves I had on were covered in blood spots. It was gross and kinda cool too.

I've been looking for new little bands to listen to and support with my love. And I can't find any that I totally love as much as Against Me! and Fake Problems. I can find some good ones, but its just not the same you know? A Kiss Could Be Deadly is close though. But Against Me! and Fake Problems are awesome. I <3 them.