Tonight.

This is indescribable.

No matter. With a matter of one response, you have me back again.
This has been too long.
There's been hours when I've sat talking to you, and yet I don't regret it.
I remember every single thing. Down to detail.

The driver's license is starting help.
I love you.

Never Have I Ever

Nights like these just remind me of how much I'll miss you next year.


It hurts, but I love it.

Make Room.

I always start with the current song playing. Stay Or Leave by DMB. Dave basically equals my life with melodies. I like his ability to lose the fluidity of the song and still remain beautiful.

This has been a big week. Most importantly, I part of my life was suddenly restored. I guess. Its hard going from being so crucial in this person's life to be not even a contact in his phone. All boils down to one person. All its doing. Now he calls me and says he wants to be 'friends' again... Do I look like a damn light switch. I think not. I don't deal with bitches on leashes. Its not that I'm complaining that he sudden;y wants friendship, but its almost like being monitored. Friendship shouldn't be allowed, or constricted. Its genuine and fulfilling. He's doesn't get a Pass go and collect $200, it must be earned.

Drumline has been stressful. I'm really anticipating next week's rehearsals. Seeing where the spots fall. I hope I'm one of them.

There are somethings that you do that urks me to the core. Yet I can't seem to stay even remotely mad at you for more than 10 minutes. Even if you behave like the majority of our student body. Which is why I'll miss you beyond reason next year.

I'm really in need of some live My Epic. Their sounds, aura, and words make me question everything that I had believed to be fixed in my life. Ranging from religion to how I shall greet people the next day. This further proving the abilities of music. I think people surpass music as just a catchy tune to play in the car, when its so much more. The music needs not lyrics. Our performance at VMEA was, for me, life changing. It was outstanding, and all of these brilliant adjectives that I wish I could think of at this point. During Our Yesterdays, I was in tears. The feeling of playing those broad chords was overwhelminng. I'm almost positive I wasn't the only one with mascara running.
Wow, that was a lot of emotion.

You grow on me everyday. We'll be a dream.
=Peyton.

Baby, It's Cold Outside.

^^^ This being possibly my favourite song at the time.... The Glee version of course.
I've lied...again... I said I was going to be consistent with this bloggy thing... But seeing as I hardly ever get on the actual computer, makes life difficult.

Today has been one of the best days in a good while. I'm gonna Terrintino it, and go backwards through my day. Let's go back. The most darling Lydia Brown and I made hats. And not just any hat, but Jersey Shore'd hats. With glitter and buttons and such. You guys better like them or hell will be to pay. We also made a little jaunt to wally world to pick up some supplies. Always a joy. Our abdomens were in pain due to the laughter induced by mister Timothy Mills, and his sarcastic, witty humor... The whole conversation focused on brownies and eating babies. Before that, My familia and I went to fetch our Tannenbaum(sp?) and then nommed on some delish La Carreta. :) I'm not Mexican. Let's  keep going. After parade practice, the violence insued. Mr. Boaz attacked me. Not nice. He kept poking me and untying my shoes. Bloody hell. All looking very suspicious to the average passerby. Complete with perfect cart wheels and the bob and wweave method, Sam and I laughed till we cried. The school day was filled with Bugler's Holiday and the always humorous Matthew commenting on every possible item that has a comment.

I think, now that I put some thought into it, that Terrentino-ing something is starting at the beginning... Oh well.

Serious time... Well sorta. Things all lovey dovey have been alright. Not too sweet or too salty. But just the right amount of Pokemon. xP But I can't have my cake and eat it too. There's always something in the way. Something I can't quite grasp, but I know is there. It's tangible, I'm sure. My arms just aren't long enough. Yet. Shouldn't be too hard. Everything grows in time. But there's always that something, also something words cannot describe, that something that keeps my attention. Something more than a flashy light. Something that must be delved into,  and analyzed. But I shan't complain. It could just vanish completely.

I've brought on another mental attitude towards my academics. Stress, for me, fills up more space than the actual knowledge of the material. Take the stress out of the equation. What's left? The things I actually need to know. Now would ya look at that.

I think I'm gonna go whip my hair back and forth.
Whip it real hard

=Peyton.

The Muse

Thank God its Wednesday...

Been waiting all week... I apologize again for not being consistent. Its been like a month. Lawd.
Caitlyn and I took our weekly venture to The Muse this, and low behold, they have Muse bumper stickers! Well of course I had to buy one. Another dollar wasted... Haha

I've gotten on a Flogging Molly kick for the past couple days... Their Irish rock noise makes me happy. I haven't really listened to them since like 8th grade. Nostalgia.

This weekend should be interesting... We have states and halloween. AKA. The best holiday ever. :P

We read The Declaration of Sentiments today in history. I had never even heard of it before. That's sad. It talked about womens' rights, and I could lay down at Elizabeth Cady Stanton's feet and kiss them. Her words are the epitome of brilliance.

Stay dry
=Peyton.

Oh my Glee

So basically, even though I had a kick ass weekend, just the return of Glee kinda blew it out of the water. JF needs a Glee club. Now.

Ahh. Another night, texting away :) I'm growing happier with this day by day. Tonight the subject was traffic precautions and tinted windows. Lovely

My dearest friend Age forced me to watch Fighting Gravity, hopefully in exchange for a blue Powerade. Oh happy day. I must admit, it was mind boggling. My mind is permanently boggled. Great.

Lydia and I have managed to come up with yet again, another "quote"
"For the love of Chris Acquafredda." it can be used as an adjective, verb, noun, adverb, and any other part of speech that I cannot currently think of. Use it well.

May God bless that tomorrow is Wednesday. I get to spend some much needed time with my best friends. Well one is a person. One has four legs and eats entirely too much.

May the texting reign on
=Peyton.

The World of Jenks.

Wow. I've been negligent. I haven't done anything since the flipping first of September. Damn you school.
Let's see... Things have happened, to say the least.

I had my first football as apart of the marching band. An absolute thrilling experience. I completely understood what Webb had said forgetting the heat and grunt, the reward of performing on that level was outstanding. And the competitions have yet to start. xD
On a sour note, on Drill Day, good ole clumsy me dislocated my knee! yippee! It was a dreadful experience. But of course, there were the select people that staid by my side until my mommy arrived. Bless their hearts. I love them more than they know. But all is well, for the most part, now. I shall resume my place on the marching band field, carrying my baby :) haha.

Ahh BITES! To the make the week of dislocation just all the more undesirable, Facebook revealed some devilish news to me. Bites is all that describes the situation.

But recently, I've had these late night conversations with a counterpart. I have found myself looking forward to them daily. They range from television shows, to the weather, to if we care about physics or history. Both highly doubtful. Alas, I just received a text! *insert happy face* I'm not quite sure what this means or where it make may take me. Still, I have no complaints.

This weekend. Just wow. It was great. Most of it was spent with the charming Lydia Brown. We pull some crazy shenanigans(sp?) Started off with a pre-paid trip to Mr.Goodies. Followed by white chocolate peanut butter, and a semi-productive bass sectional at dear Christopher's :)  Day 2: Our fabulous group went to see Easy A. Frankly one of the funniest movies I've seen in a while. Their were many suggestive cough coughs. *coughCHRIScough* Then Lydia managed to make it to Dairy Queen were we spent about an hour doing absolutely nothing. It was great.  Of course, any weekend is not complete without a late night trip to Sheetz preceded by an outlandish route through various neighborhoods.

Oh! A biggie that I almost forgot! I got my driver's license!! So I now have I life that I control. I may go and do as I please. I didn't realize how much fun it would be until Shots! is blaring at full volume going down 221.

I solemnly swear that I will attempt to make this more regular :)

Mischief managed
=Peyton.

It's been too long.

It seems as though I have neglected this for a week and a half. How dare I?

Today went relatively smoothly. I had envisioned how I was going to throw myself together the night before, so for once, getting dressed was not as taxing as usual. I was told today that someone is going to steal my closet. I take as a flattering comment, but, I feel the exact opposite about it. I don't find my wardrobe or anything for that matter about myself to be more than satisfactory. At least my hair cooperated. Sorta..

Seeing as it is Thank God Wednesday, we didn't have practice. Bonus, it was the last time I'll be riding the bus in the afternoon. An amazing feat. I drove out to see to see my darling 1300lb horse this afternoon. He always adds an spark of optimism to my day.  I finished all of my homework in a timely manner. I'm on a damn roll.

I think the lunch table would have to be the highlight of my day. Between what Lydia and I can come up with to laugh at and Jake, Carter, and Aj's jokes, I am in constant stitches.I have a nickname apparently, "Juanita" since they think I'm Mexican. Fabulous.


On a pissy note, and a petty one at that, The Middle, Modern Family, nor Cougar Town came on tonight thanks to the damn Country Music thing. Lets watch person after person sing about the same thing, shall we?

I feel as if I will regret this, but the feelings grow stronger everyday. There is just something new everyday that I seem to be interested in more and more. I don't like using the word "something" since it isn't very specific, but it rounds out the term well. Too bad I'm not the apple of his eye.

The VMEA CD that Webb gave has been on constant repeat. I have fallen in love with Our Yesterdays Lengthen Like Shadows by Samuel Hazo. I feel so honored to have him eventually conduct this piece. After my new found attachment to the bass drum, its awkward now to use a mouth-piece to play my trombone. I'm used to mallets. I hope my trombone doesn't get jealous of the bas drum. That'd make it even more awkward >_>

I think I'm done for now. Its time for Harry Potter.

Wingardium Leviosa
=Peyton.

Waiting For A Train

It seems that these blurbs of my like seem to start off with what I'm listening to. In a way, that could relay as being boring and that I all do is listen to music. Which, actually I kinda do. I find Hans Zimmer to be an outstanding composer. He floors me with his tangled web of notes that always finds its way into a beautiful melody.
My current favorite of his is the Inception soundtrack. Once again, he did NOT disappoint. Although, I am disappointed that I haven't seen Inception yet. D:

Ah... Lets see.
Today was orientation. It was of course just fabulous going to meet the people that are going to make my life a living hell for the next ten months. I almost forgot, I GOT MY PARKING PASS!! But so be it. At least they get paid. I am very thankful though that JF has the coolest Latin teacher there ever was. Momma T. She makes you not want to hate a foreign language.

Fortunately, the day was not spent alone. Woo hoo! I had at least one of my favorite people by my side the whole day. Whether it be boy or girl. Winky wink... School wise, if a school day could be like this, I actually will not complain about going to school. The whole building is lit up by one person. The school can save money on its electricity bill.

Then I had the joys of band practice. Within a 4 hours time span, I managed to collide my head to 4x4. Thanks Jacob. I guess I was so disheveled from that accident, I fell flat on my ass with a 40lb drum on. Lovely! The entire 130ish member band got a free show.If that wasn't enough, the drum had to keep rolling and land on my face. Like it needs much more. With much surprise, I finished the afternoon with appendages and phalanges. Wow!

And of course, I can't forget my Jersey Shore. Since its Thursday, I'm permanently glued to the recliner from 10-11 getting my fill of the best entertainment on TV.

By adding that, all the seriousness of previous paragraphs are taken as farce with the mention of Jersey Shore. Huzzah!

God Bless the Jersey Shore in MIA
=Peyton.

Your Guardian Angel

....is a beauiful melody. Very insightful

Today I...:
Managed to play the bass drum while in motion.
Watched the Last Song
and nomed on some Hibachi.

Sounds like the life of a winner. I think so.

A conversation I had last night really made me think. It made me really consider what I want in life. And who I want to spend it with. I hope our "group," as I like to call it, stays together forever. I feel the most confortable with them and can tell all of them anything. But yet, there is always one that stands out. 'One' being the person this particular conversation was about. And our nonexistent but talked about "future." I know I'm awfully young to be even considering this, but I think of myself as an old soul. I've always thought about weddings and houses for sale and what colour my master bedroom will be. And this conversation made me think about what this future would be like the one. How happy we both will be.

It put an actual smile on my face.

My previous anxious thoughts about highschool and college were quickly displaced but my future happiness. Our future happiness.It made me put all of the pre-worries, as I like to call it, such as where my school parking spot will be, in a far away place. Instead the thoughts of not being able to get the mortgage in on time hurried to the front. Again, I know I shouldn't have a thread of that in my brain....

"Funny The Way It Is," isn't it?

In all actuality, my life has just begun. Really 16 isn't that long. It may be long to drive the same car or use the same toothbrush. But not to live. Ergo, for now, each new day is all I shall worry about and who is lucky to be in it :P. Seems like a good plan?

Work hard.
=Peyton.

Break Me Out

So currently, I'm listening to the song Break Me Out by The Rescues. I am absolutely in love it. The lyrics perfectly embody summer time and everything I hope for it to be. And of course, there is always that certain person that comes to mind when I hear it.

Lets see.... What did I do yesterday...
Hmmm, Band practice was painful. My knee decided to be a little uncooperative.
I fixed a mistake in a booklet for an event. Woo hoo for 1400 of them. My floor was covered in paper.
I had an amazing late night conversation with Miss Kerr. I love these kinds of conversations.
And the pie I ate was yummy :D

"We'll Be A Dream" by We The Kings is playing. Yay :)

I started really realizing that my junior year of highschool is knocking at my door. This makes me extremely sad. I can't believe half of it is over. At first, I was leary and uncertain when people said it will the best four years of my life, but now I agree 100%. I believe I have the best friends ever. The world could not have blessed me with better ones. Yet, I cannot be more excited for it to finally begin. The fact of being an "upper classmen" seems exciting. Not to mention prom. That night will be out of this league.

With that, brings the ideas and applications to college. Something I'm terrified of. College will provide me with what I want to do with the rest of my life. It will teach me how to save animals and rescue them from neglectful situations. A.k.a An Animal Cruelty Investigator. Yes, its what on TV.

Ahh enough ranting for now.
I think its time for a shower....

Stay clean America
=Peyton.

The New Kid

I can feel the love from this spectacular website. One of the best creations I could find on the Internet.

I finally took the time to start this due to my dear friend Lydia Brown. She is indeed one of the most beautiful and euphoric people I've ever met. *cue applause*

I hope I stay consistent with this. It's already helping.

I shall start with basics
-My horse is truly my bestfriend. This sounds really corny and cheesy, I'm aware. But I love him more than anyone or anything in this entire world. I cry when I think of losing him
-I feel comforted by the words of true Musicians. They sing the words that I could never imagine writing down
-I try to surround myself with people who make me truly happy. Basically, the group that I've spent my entire summer with. I think humanity is at their best when they are truly Happy. Yes Happy is capitalized in that sentence. Its a proper noun.
-I do not have any biological siblings. Though, there a select few who seem perfect matches, except for DNA.

I think I've covered enough for now. Maybe. I think I'll watch Zombieland.

but for now, stay human
=Peyton.