oh shit.

So, i'm cutting out articles for Gov, right now. Fun stuff :) but, as usual, my mind is wandering from one thing to another, like other articles that don't pertain to the US gov't, heh. and somehow i got back on the computer and started surfing through google to find the rosters for schools with fencing teams. This included Columbia (YOUR PIC IS UP, NOW, OREO!! but you prolly already knew that), U Penn, Penn State (saw Emerson's pic), UCSD (Chelsea, Cameron, Zitin, and Emily Lipoma--i haven't seen her since, like, i was in 5th grade!! i was teammates with these people, at one time or another), Princeton (Sara & Jocelyn!), Ohio (Dmitri goes there, now), and Harvard. And then i decided to google Billy's name. and some other info. I came upon some sort of blog, most likely belonging to his mother. Any ways, what i found out was that Billy's Dad is running to be the rep for their district! crazy, huh? prolly not to you guys, esp. cuz you're all prolly like, "who's Billy?!" and uhm...yeah...he's a friend. (i'll go with that.)

well, all of a sudden, that just reminded me of the dream i had, involving their family. it's more of a bad dream. it really freaked me out and i hope i don't find myself in the position that i put myself in, in my dream. it's freaky, cuz i could see it coming true. besides, i experience deja vu a lot.
here's the url: http://larryforthelege.blogspot.com/

I have a lot to say and a lot of emotions that i feel i should let out, but i won't now. just know that i'm not emo, nor do i plan to use the "angsty" emoticon in the future. Also, what i intend to talk about has nothing to do with emo-related things.

OH--THE AVENGED SEVENFOLD CONCERT WAS FUCKING AMAZING! i'm sooo thankful that my mother let me go and that she was able to drive Donna and me to SF to go see them perform, along with Saosin, Death by Stereo, and Bullets and Octane!!!!! My rib cage still hurts from getting smashed up in the crowd (we were really close to the stage, where it tends to get REALLY crowded and violent, sometimes), but it was totally worth it. During A7X's set, i got separated from Donna and pushed towards the middle, where the mosh pits were. There was one to my left, and another to my right. They started to merge, and i felt someone grab onto my backpack strap, which pulled me in closer to the mosh pit on my right. i freaked out and tried as hard as i could to ran as far away as possible from it. good times. Donna lost her jacket and, later on, her camera while crowd surfing. Luckily, the lost and found had it. I will crowdsurf, one of these days, when i'm not so paranoid about getting groped, pickpocketted, or losing something valuable. i lost my jacket and a girl was really nice and picked it up for me. i felt bad, cuz she had to reach below her feet and try not to get smooshed by the people surrounding her. i used a disposable camera out of paranoia that i'd lose my nice one. i hope the pics turned out nicely--i get them back on Tuesday.

back to work...or sleep. it is kind of late, huh?

p.s., came across this: http://www.nytimes.com/iht/2005/11/11/sports/IHT-11arena.html?pagewanted=1
did any of you guys know about it? i thought that most of you "Pirates of the Carribean" fans would like it.

p.p.s., i re-read some of what i wrote. you guys should disregard what i write at 3-something in the morning.