Okay so first off, I haven't been on here in ages, and I apologize. I just got really busy with school and finals, and then work, and you know second semester is always really stressful, and I just haven't had time to worry about anything else! But anyways today is my day off, so I have plenty of time to kill seeing as all my friends are at work or are busy and whatnot. There's so much you guys have missed. I mean, I don't even know where to start! And it's frustrating! Well I guess I could start with school. Second semester was pretty good. Newspaper was great, I can't wait for next year, seeing as I am now the circulation manager! Woot-woot! Rasie the roof baby! Haha anyways, moving on. I'm officially a junior now, and that's even more exciting, and scary at the same time. I guess the only other somewhat major thing you missed is I broke up with my boyfriend, but you know, it was all in good reason.

So, over spring break I went to The Big Apple, a.k.a. New York City baby! Which, by the way the avatar to your left is a picture of Katie, Me, and Stephanie at the Empire State Building. That was fun! I mean you know, I'm scared of heights so you can imagine how that went! The whole trip was pretty awesome though. (: I mean even the 20 hour bus ride had some..odd..times.. I mean you know, who really wants a sex talk at 2 am from the creepy guy sitting across from you on the bus?? Not me! But oh well. Whatever. We performed in Madison Square Garden, and there were birdies flying in the place where we played, that was pretty cool. The Stature of Liberty was also pretty neato. I could type like an entire novel about the trip, but I'm too lazy and I'm sure you don't want to read it, so therefore, I won't.

In other news, there's a guy at work I like. He's pretty cool. He's into so pretty awesome music, and he's pretty hott. So we'll see how things go. Oh, and plus his car is pretty nifty. So yeah. Haha.

What else is new? Oh. Well tomorrow morning I have to get up at 5 am to be at Danielle's house by 6:30 for Race for the Cure. So why am I up at 10:20 typing this? I'm not quite sure.. Possibly because I woke up at noon today.. Oh well I guess.. I got some new Nike's today. They're pretty schweet!  I really don't know how I'm going to make it through the weekend, seeing as after Race for the Cure I'm meeting Brittany at Six Flags, and then I work open to close on Sunday. Oh the joy.. Oh well.

So, I'm going to stop rambling now and head to bed so I get a somewhat adequate amount of sleep.

Goodnight all.! Oh, and...

HAPPY SUMMER!! (:
 

So today, on the radio, there was some stuff that made me seriously start thinking about people today. And, what I noticed is, is that people today are so hypocritical. They say  they support something, but then when it happens to them they totally change their opinion on the given subject. Why is that? I guess it's someting I'm never going to understand, among several other things in this world, like war, and violence. Sometimes, I think it would be better if we all understood others, and why they choose to do the things they do, and then sometimes I dont. Because, what's a world where everything is perfect and makes sense? It's like a fairtytale, and I know that I don't want to live in a perfect fairytale world, would you?

One of the things that made me think today, was the topic of abortion. Why is it that, rich white poeple in surburbia America vote pro-life, but when its their daughters that get pregnant, all the sudden they're the ones who insist on an abortion becuase they're ashamed of what their child has done? That makes no sense to me. Sure, your child probably made a mistake, but shouldn't it be their choice what they do and  shouldn't their parents support and help them? How can you vote pro-life and then insist on taking a life away?

If you can't tell, I am deffinately pro-life, I don't believe in taking away a human life because of someone's mistakes. There is always that family that can't have their own child, that would love the oppurtunity to adopt a baby, and their is always, of course, dealing with your mistakes and raising the child.

I just don't understand it. Why is it that the rich people are the one's forcing their children to get abortions because it's a "disgrace" to have a pregnent teenager, while the less fortunate people of America are supporting their kids, and keeping the child, and raising them the best they can? Surely the rich folks could easily take care of another person. But most of the time, these other people have to quit school and get a job so they can support the child they love so much, no matter if what happened was a mistake or not, they love the child with all their heart, and are willing to do whatever they can to give their child the best possible life they can.

All this just really just confuses me. I know I'm not meant to understand it, and neither is anyone else, but it's all so backwards.......

Wow. I haven't updated on here in a while. I guess I'll start with the Panic concert Sunday. So, we left 30 minutes late because my best friend, Jessica, is a slow poke! We get to Scottrade at like 6:45, and we wait in line to get in, and the guy's like ohh you have floor so go around to the side doors, we knew we had floor, but we started getting all excited. So we walk to the side doors in the freezing cold weather. Like really, it was forty degrees. Anyways, we get in and we get a special bracelet. We head down to the "pit" and are like 20 rows back when the Cab started, let me just say they are flat out amazing live.  By far one of the best bands I've seen. It was so sad though, like not only were there not alot of people, in an arena, to begin with, but like no one knew who the Cab is, and he was like "This song is called I'll Run, for those of you that know it, or the ten of you that care..." it was so sad! But I was going crazy. The Plain White Ts came on next, and they were really good, but Hey There Delilah was annoying. They played a reallcy cute song called 1,2,3,4 and it goes "There's only one way two say these three words I need four you to hear, I love you." and yes, it's spelled like that. Get it? But isn't that adorable? I tried recording it and sending it to my boyfriend, but my phone is a gay peice of shit. Dashboard Confessional was pretty good, they played "So What" by Pink, which was hella hilarious, and the best part is liek everyone knew the words, too. Panic was insanely amazing as always. Brendan was on his a-game, as well as Ryan as far as singing goes. Ryan smiled at me ( : By this time we had moved up to 6th row, and i got some pretty amazing pictures. They played some old, and some new. The played Lying, YAY! I'm addicted to that song :P. Ryan was in super extra adorable mode all night, and I loved every second of it. But, he wasn't as adorable as my Kyle  ( : 

So today. Worst day ever.
I don't even want to talk about it, but I'm going to blog it anyways.
In journalism, this horny freshmen tried to touch me. I told him if he ever f^%$#*g came near me again, I'd hurt him. I was in no way going to deal with that. Then, my teahcer wants to do a news story on me and Jess, and all the concerts we go to, which would be freaking sweet! So i was late to history, and my teachers all I know you have a pass, but why are you late? So I told him that, and this kid Conner is all, "You have a best friend? Wow what a world where hated b!t%$#s have friends." Oh I was mad. Not to mention I've been really upset about my grandpa ever since last night, which is odd, it's been over a year. But it still gets me down sometimes.

I started writing a story yesterday, based on the saying "High school is immaturity at it's best." And yes, I came up with that. The chapters are going to be "lessons" and the first one is going to be, "You are your biggest critic." So please, give your opinions.

Thats enough Lexi yapping for the day, I talk to much as it is.

 

Journalism teacher Clay Zigler gets together for a softball match with old friends every summer in the convenience of his backyard. Zigler started work on a softball field in 1992. He started to add the finishing touches in 1998, and the completion of the field took the rest of that summer. Zigler Field includes outfield fences, a scoreboard, banners, and even stadium seats. But, there’s one thing that Zigler feels is missing, lights.

                “I would love to have lights.” Zigler said.

                Most of the items in the field were donated. Zigler received the seats from an Oklahoma City minor league stadium after making a trip to pick them up, and he got the bases from a local e school baseball coach. After attending a baseball game, Zigler and his wife felt that banners would help to make the filed look more authentic. His wife made phone calls to companies such as ESPN and FSN, and they sending them some

You always have those bad dreams, you know, the ones where one of your parents die, and you blame yourself, even though it clearly wasn’t you fault. Right now, that bad dream is my reality. Except, I think it really is my fault. Before I left for school this morning, I remember making my mom overly mad by asking for some lunch money, because my dad had forgotten to give me some. . My mom has always been easily angered, and hard to get along with, she would hit me, sometimes, but it was always bearable. I never imagined it would come down to this. When I came home from school this afternoon, she was standing in the living room, with a gun pointed at my father’s head. I heard her yell, “This is ALL your fault, do you understand me?” just before I heard the gunfire. The next thing I knew, blood was pouring onto the white carpet as my dad collapsed to the ground, and as I ran out the front door, I heard a second gun shot, this time, my mother shot herself.

I ran, as fast and as hard as I could, all the way to Emily’s house. I knew I could trust her, except, I didn’t know what to do. When I told her what happened, her mother called my aunt in New Jersey, so here I am, on an incredibly boring plane ride from St. Louis to Jersey. People always say “things could be worse” but right now, I don’t see how.


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Thanks for your support everyone!