Hello and welcome to Madison Avenue!
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Thanks for stopping by,
Madison

Do we mean the things we do, do we do the things we mean?

Promotion :D

YAY! I got promoted to Senior Otaku PLUS!!
Ha ha, doesn't sound that cool when you say it out loud but thats okay :)
Jeez I need to write more.
I'm thinking about starting a new world. I want to call it Saul Street. Saul is an originial character. She's my second one, the first being Elizabeth in KIRAS Kingdom.
So Saul is hard to explain. She's mostly there for me to practice writing. I've got a few things written down in notebooks and stuff, mostly from being bored in school.
So I may make this world tomorrow, next week, next month or never. MOre likely over the Christmas holidays. I think once I get it up I'll be more motivated to add to it.
Oh, and I want to get my eyebrow pierced, its just a matter of convincing my father that it will not in fact get me arrested or stop me from getting into a good university.

When was the last time I wrote?

Hmm, too long ago I think.
I think I'll pick up where I left off; Joel Plaskett.

The concert was amazing. Joel and his friend, whose name escpaes me, did alot of talking and joking. At one point Joel told us about when he opened for Paul McCartney and he was standing in front of thousands of people, alll waiting for him to do something entertaining, and he was tuning his twelve string guitar.
"Its every musicians dream, to open for a Beatle, but its evey musicians worst nightmare ... tuning a twelve string on stage."
At one point, his guitar string snapped and he goes "Aw shoot, not again! This happened last night too."
So this guy sitting in front of us goes "Want me to fix that for you?"
"Yeah actually, would you mind? That'd be a great help."
After the show we ran into that guy and he said it was the best moment in his life. "One day, when I get married, I'm going to tell my wife that that was the best, including her."
After the show we hung around the stage, I wanted to get a pick or set list or something. Then I realized Joel doesn't do set lists, and the show was acoustic. So we hung around in the lobby and then I got a picture and an autograph. :D
After the show my dad took us to this weird party thing. It was kind of random, glow sticks and a DJ, but everyone there was my dad's age. So we were talking to the lady who was hosting and she said next time she had a party she'd call us and have us come help and hang out or whatever. So thats pretty cool.

Besides that, I had a weird dream last night. I was at school and so was my friend Aaron, but he switched schools last year. So me and him were goofing aroud and he was tickling me and I was yelling at him and laughing, then he just randomly leaned over and kissed me. After that, I remember being at a hospital with Alana. We were sitting on a picnic table and she was leaning against my knees. I was looking into the windows. In one window, there were a whole bunch of people having some kind of "Get-Better/You're-Recovering!" party. In the other window was Aaron, just sitting there, laughing and playing with the IV stuck in his right hand.
Then I realized that it was 12:45 and I was late for fourth. So I ran back to the school and then just decided to skip. So I went to the auditorium to watch the the grade 12 grad rehearsal. I was sitting in this balcony thing and my friend Ian came to talk to me, because fourth period is his lunch. Then the guidance councelor came and yelled at me. I don't even know how she knew my name or that I was supposed to be in class, but whatever. So I went to the office and told the secretary that I needed a note to get into class because I was late because my friend was in the hospital. So the secretary felt really bad for me a wrote a note to my teacher.

That was my dream. Its weird, because lately I've been talking to Ian alot. We were texting all last night and the past couple of days. For a while I was kind of leary because I don't want a boyfriend so soon after Billy (not too mention Billy is still in some kind of denial and won't leave me be) and we're not in the same grade so we don't have the same lunch hour and we'd never see each other. I met Ian in my Drama class. I took the grade eleven course because theres no grade ten one. Thus, we only have one class together.
After that dream I think I'm trying to tell myself something. The only truly weird thing about this whole deal is that Aaron and I constantly claim to be brother and sister. He calls my parents mom and dad. And he defends me with a 'brotherly love'. Also I know he's not ready for another girl in his life because his heart broke after his last girlfriend. He says he doesn't beleive love is worth the pain it causes. I keep trying to tell him love is only painful if you let it be. I could be bitching and whining about Billy right now but I'm too excited to be starting a new chapter in my life to bother.

I think I've babbled myself out. I've got to do my math homework before I run out of time and get on my teacher's bad side again.

Balloon Boy

If you haven't heard the story of Baloon Boy, suggest you google it or check out this link ( http://www.matthewgood.org/?s=balloon+boy ) so you can understand this:

DONT SPILL THE WHISKEY!

WOW!
So I forgot to write about my Great Big Sea concert. It was cool, really great. Sarah Harmer was therte and they sang Captain Wedderburn live for the first time in 10 years. Jeremy Fisher opened and he was so good, but I couldn't get a CD because they all sold out at a previous show.
I met David Suzuki, whixh was weird, and he told us a cool story about how everything came to exist and how we've fucked it up, but it wasn't condescending.
I got two pets saplings, which i named Bob and Dylan. It was that or Mick and Jagger, but that didn't have the same ring to it.

So on Saturday I went to see Joel Plaskett. AND IT WAS FUCKING AWSOME!
When he came on he's like "I'm sorry I'm late. I spilled my whiskey all over myself and my guitar."
Oh it was such a great show, I'mm too tired to write now, but I will later. I just have to remember. OH! And I have to write about that messed up party we went to after, god that was hilarious!

So, yeah. Night all.

Oh, The Irony

The title comes partly from real irony and partly from the facts that the stupid people in my english class don't know what irony is.
So the irony is this:
"Go put it in the gournd, go bury it somewhere it cant be found."
This refers to Matthew Good throwing his wedding ring in a lake so he wouldn't be able to go get it. Thats what I had planned on.
When I asked Billy if he wanted his ring back he said, "Nah, you can keep it, or just, like, chuck it in the river or something."
It freaked me out. I said, "Thats weird."
And he just shrugged. He misunderstood what I meant.

Today (not part of the irony) this kid I know, Jacob, told me I should date Hector, who is from Mexico and lived in Thailand for a while.
1st: WAY TOO FUCKING SOON.
2nd: Slight language barrier. He sometimes asks what stuff means.
Like today Jacob told him he had a bat in the cave, referring to his snotty nose, but Hector thought he meant something else entirley and was confused. You know, teenagers have dirty minds.