nine in the afternoon // panic! at the disco

I found Tanya’s lips and nails range in Superdrug today, it made my soo happy to see the lip glosses and nail polishes sat there on the shelves!

I would recommend these to anyone, they are just so so gorgeous and really pigmented. They also smell amazing (trust me) and they names are super super cute

Concept: On a November day, as leaves are turning and hints of winter linger in the evening, we spend the morning making cookies. In the afternoon we ride our bikes through the frozen air. I look ahead and see you laughing. We find a spot under a crimson tree to rest before we ride home. We talk for hours- laughing and thinking and enjoying on another’s company. I don’t think I could be any happier than I am at this moment. And in this moment I look into your lovely eyes and want to kiss you, and tell you how much you mean to me.

Memories of Jennifer as a youngster (by her friends)

The infamous bus ride home , by Amy Seldon

When Ben asked me to contribute a story about Jen and her childhood, many stories came to mind which made it difficult to decipher which one to publish first. After many hours of deep thought, no story could sum up Jen and her bold, vivacious personality better than the infamous bus incident.

We have known Jen since we moved to Louisville in the early 90’s. We met Jen while we were in preschool, and later lived in the same neighborhood and went to Sunday School together. Needless to say, we were introduced to Jen’s fearless mindset and “dare me” attitude early on. There is nothing she wouldn’t do, especially if you told her she wouldn’t.

Our afternoon bus ride home in 2004 was no different. Jen was in seventh grade with my sister Kaley and I was in the eighth grade. We got on the bus as usual but Ms. Fran, our friendly, mid 40-year-old bus driver (who was accustomed to Jen and her flamboyancy) was not on her usual perch. Instead, there was an older woman driver who looked to be about 20 years in to her AARP membership. As usual, we took our seats near the back and waited to leave the school.

Within the first few minutes of the ride, we knew that we had a rookie driver on our hands. Several stops were passed prompting us to backtrack in order to let kids off. Unfortunately, our neighborhood was one of the last on the route so our ride was progressively getting longer than it already was with each missed turn and forgotten stop. Finally, we rounded the bend and our neighborhood approached on the right.

Before we could get our backpacks loaded up, our stop soon passed on the right. Instead of letting us out at our stop, she turned left on to the street following our entrance and put the bus in park. There are 5 of us that get off at our stop and all of us were yelling at the driver pleading for her to let us off. She said she couldn’t do that because our neighborhood was not on her list. As she radioed the bus station, Jen was instructing everyone on the bus to say “AYE” if your stop was missed. The resounding answer went ignored.

Jen had just finished reading the book “Ransom,” which is about 5 kids who got kidnapped while on their bus in a nicer neighborhood. Sound familiar? Jen’s mind was spinning and she was now convinced that the driver was trying to kidnap us. Her mind immediately assumed the worst and she could not be convinced otherwise. Clearly, we were being kidnapped. She called her mom and let her know the bus driver wouldn’t let her off and that she thought she was never going to be able to leave. She told her “All right, I’ve got to go” before hanging up on her, without a response from her mom.

Jen began to give us a speech about how our lives were in danger and how we all needed to jump out of the back of the bus to survive. Of course, we all agreed and said “yeah, we’ll follow you!” We were all mesmerized by her speech and thought she was being her comical self. She thought we were being serious and would follow her out, and we thought she was joking and wouldn’t actually jump.

We were wrong.

With the buzzing of the alarm, Jen shot out of the back of this bus and sprinted down a side street. To this day, Jennifer Lawrence has not run faster. I can still see her blonde curls and green backpack bouncing up and down in rapid speed. We sat on the bus in shock and bewilderment.

As luck would have it, within a few seconds of Jen escaping, the driver let us know that a page of her route was missing and she would pull around to let us off at our stop. As we circled around towards our house, we see Mrs. Lawrence whiz around the corner, hands firmly planted on the wheel, oblivious to the bus, determined to get to her daughter (who was hiding a neighborhood away behind a tree).

At school the next day, Jen was called to the principals office because what she did was technically illegal. She began to cry on the spot and convinced the principal that she was dealing with a traumatic event and was truly scared for her life. Instead of a punishment, Jen was excused from homework for the rest of the week because of the “devastating experience” she experienced.

Unbelievable. Our dear friend was clearly wired to be an actor.


Gilbert Sargent is a jolly, loquacious 74-year-old. For nearly everybody in the small suburb of Versailles, Ky., he goes by “Sarge.”

For 25 years, Sarge has been working on and off as a school bus driver. Today he drives for Woodford County Public Schools, a district just outside Lexington. Sarge was meant to drive a school bus, he says, because of his love for children.

He drives bus No. 7.

2:35 p.m. Sarge heads out for his first afternoon pick up at Simmons Elementary School.

When he pulls up, teachers and students are waiting for him. He greets them with high-fives and hugs.

Over the years, Sarge has taken on the role of surrogate parent, teacher and counselor. People know each other in Versailles, he says. He reaches out to mom or dad or grandma if there’s a problem that needs fixing. The morning and afternoon rides are for many students a welcome ritual. Some kids ride with Sarge until they graduate.

Let’s Take A Ride With A Kentucky School Bus Driver

Photos: Elissa Nadworny/NPR

guys what shenanigans do you think the dixons are getting into right now and how stressed do you think shane’s gonna be when he starts hearing reports of all this crazy-ass shit and realizes that he’s the only one that can protect the grimes and do you think beth and maggie are still spending afternoons riding horses and braiding each other’s hair and maybe andrea and amy stopped for a rest on their road trip and are posting selfies captioned ‘made it to georgia!!!’ and tara and lilly are playing hide and seek with meghan and i’m just so sad they’re all so happy they dON’T KNOW