i haven't been on in a while, i've been busy with self-imposed tasks (and also finals). finals went fine, and i ended up with all Bs and Cs for the semester. as for the self-imposed tasks, my friend and i have an album out. it's experimental austrian-inspired death metal, and it sucks big time, but it was a lot of fun to make. the band's called "BLOODY APRON," and we're bloodyapronmusic on everything except soundcloud, which was autogenerated. it was a lot of fun to produce the album and put some videos out, so leave us some hate wherever you see fit (we've got tiktok and instagram both).

i finally figured out what i'm going to do with my life, which is nice. i'm moving to portland to pursue music + film full-time, and when i've established a decent following, i'll head to either brooklyn or LA. if i live past my twenties, there's this small town maybe 20 miles south of portland called mount angel, and that's a place i'd like to stay.

i don't know.

i might live like a nomad for a year or so. i'll have a solid 13000 in savings by the time i'm 18, so i can figure things out for a little while.

i was kicked out of ican. they started preaching some bullshit about how prayer can cure bipolar and autism. i can't believe they would say that to a room full of girls with mental illnesses and developmental disabilities that can't be cured through something as frivolous as prayer.

if religion helps you, personally, deal with your shit, then I'm glad for you that you've found a way to cope, and I'm happy that prayer helps. that being said, don't tell a group of "troubled teens" that prayer cures all.

complete insanity.

i left the juvie mid-class, and i'm not going to be let back in. i believe i've already mentioned that my probation's been extended, but i've just learned that it's an extention to february.

i found a great torrent website, so i've been watching tv like crazy - i've finished good omens (and i'm already onto my fanfic phase of it), so I'm now on the vampire diaries. i've also watched all of the twilight movies, and i'm probably going to watch them again. back to TVD, though, it's simultaneously so cringeworthy and so addictive.

not much interesting has happened recently, though. nothing worth noting, much less reporting to the public. i'm working on recruiting a rhythm guitarist for STB, but everyone sucks except for this one guy who's already committed to a band that is much worse than mine.

that's it, though, i guess. might do some basement shows or pass out some CDs or c-tapes for publicity. i might work on holding auditions for the short film i've written. haven't done any of it yet, though.

have a nice wednesday, i guess. not that wednesdays are all that remarkable, but have a nice one nonetheless

i live in a small-ish town in south-central indiana. everyone that lives here was born here, and this town's full of generational legacy. i'm different, though. my mom was born here, but she left. i was born in ohio, and for the majority of my life, i floated between the carolinas. i'm leaving this hellhole once i graduate or drop out.

i'm leaving to seattle or portland, where it doesn't suck.

people will mention me off-hand in conversations. "remember avery? wonder where she is"

haha in in washington so suck it losers.

i'm going to direct films and play music, and i'll be free of everything awful.

my girlfriend attempted to cheat on me with my best friend. he didn't let her, but now i feel like shit. she's acting like i'm in the wrong for being mad at her, and saying that she was never really going to cheat. i don't know what to do. i've been with her for a while, and i still love her, but i know that i can't completely forgive her.

plans have changed. i'm going with my friend and her mom's friend's husband's friend (i know.) to indy on saturday to go to a peach pit concert. the concert itself starts at eight and ends at midnight, but be available from seven to one, depending on where you live. or don't come. i don't want to seem like some fifty year old dude trying to lure kids into a van.

i tried to meet this friend last night to pierce her lip, but my parents found out and wouldn't leave my room until i went to sleep. i have no way of contacting her, and i hope she didn't show up because i already feel like enough of a jerk.

i'm also worried about this person i met on here, amma. shx hasn't been on in a while or updated hxr feed. idk.

good morning, folks. i should be sleeping right now, but i'm not. shocking revelation on my part, i'm aware. listening to mp3 files of the dear evan hansen soundtrack. thinking about stuff. it's so quiet, but the crickets are starting to make noise. idk. i'm trying to make this exciting. i should just finish this with and then everybody clapped