Hey, I forgot something again.

The first time they put my picture thing in the paper, it wasn't in colour, nor on the front page. On wednesday, they decided to print it again full colour, and all of the front page.
Soz, Lots of people now know what my face looks like.

Tom asked for my "autograph" but I said I don't like leaving a paper trail. Because dayton was standing there, and I'm going to get him back, and it's going to be public. very embarrassing.

Go me.

Now I want gum, but it's far away... damn.

Yeah, uh-huh... yup... I'm listening I promise

soz, I've been getting these old, and not so old songs stuck in my head from random artists... such as the dixie chicks.. and this one:

He used to be like a hero to me
I even believe I, had one of those 25 cent stickers on my re--fridgerator
Right next to Darth Vader
And Darth must have put a hex on him for later
I feel like it's my fault cause of the way that
I stuck him up in between him and Lex Luther
I killed Superman, I killed Super--man
And how ironic, that I'd be the bad guy
Kryptonite: The Green Chronic


I know that at least 2 people other then myself will identify that song right away...

*cough* Cassi and Cody .... yup

So, today my eyes were called tawny, as in the colour. By a customer at work.
Then, I told him they changed, and my mom piped in and said when I was mad they went amber (yellow-red ish) and it's creepy, so he asked why they changed and we had a ten minute conversation about my eyes...

going to vancouver tommorow.. Get to see my grandmother, pick up my mother's new dog, see my brother (bother...) and such.

Oh, my mom finally found out I swear occasionally... she saw it in some writing and was all "well I like the writing but some of the language I'm not pleased about" ...

I've been swearing since I was 11. She thinks it's her fault. I reassured her that it isn't...

Thats basically what has been happening lately, besides working.. but you don't need to hear about my boring life now do you?

Because truly, it is all boring, I don't see why you've read this far.

Well, not all.. just most.

Kthxbye.

...Flippin' dots.

Yes, they are flipping, they just aren't going high enough for you to notice... Dance puppets, Dance.

So, has anyone heard that song "fix you" by... Coldplay I believe? Pretty good lyrics but the song itself is fucking annoying.

My cat is watching the little kids play outside. Go her.

I got called an evil bastard today. Go me.
But, that wasn't my fault.

Seriously, how can tripping someone be my fault?

I'll explain better:

I always try to trip Murray, but not seriously, he always see's my foot, because I do it so obviously, and either kicks it out of his way, or just steps over it. So, today, I try it on Dayton, thinking he'll be smart enough to step over it. BUT NOOOOOOO! -exaggerated no- He tripped. Which...made everyone laugh. Cause I'm cool like that.

I've been thinking I might want to write more of that story thing... but then I think....Nah.

Fucking pop singers! so ANNOYING! I have Much music on in the background, cause every once in a while they actaull play music, and sometimes it's a good song... like Santa Monica or that song by the Trews or anything by Hedley, 'cause they're just about as cool as me.

They don't seem to play any radiohead, muse, or some other stuffs I like ... but whatever, I have all them on my MP3 player.

Karma police and High and Dry are pretty good songs. .... By Radio Head.

I'm going to go try out Photo Shop.. 'cause I have it now.. Soz... G'bye.

VIeX

Soz, I went to it on Sunday... It was awesome. Spent about 7 hours there.

My picture is in the paper if you're interested in what I looked like while there..

I got my face painted like a leopard or whatever she called it... my whole face... superb.

Then I won this spiffy hat thing thats all black and fuzzy... so I'm happy.

Then, we went to go watch the stunt bikers (bmx) and they picked my mom and myself to lay on the ground beside 4 other people... then jumped over us... no ramps, just land jump... creepy!

I got burnt shoulders now...not bothering me though

Went on the Zipper (ride) and it was awesome... all... flips and stuffs.

Met some friends, caught up on whats been happening.. then realized that we'll see eachother in two weeks or so.

So, after that I realized that I haven't gone shopping for supplies. Like pens, pencils, paper, binders... you get the drift.

I gotta go do that ... soon....


Other then that nothing much has happened lately... no more late-nite/early morning rendevous (sp?) and such...

Anyways, I should stop writing, seeing as we have stuffs to do... yes....stuffs.

Adeiu

With all those double meanings...

Oh the humanity! How shall we survive?

Will everyone just take it down a notch for once? stop with all the bullshit, saying things without saying them... blah blah blah etc.

Seriously.. I know 8 year olds that have just taken something but are at least to-the-point and honest about it when they get caught...

What is it these days? Everyone is saying that they are sooo concerned with other peoples feelings and they don't want to hurt them blah blah blah... they're too frail to hear the truth... blah blah blah... so, they go and tell their bestfriend some bullshit story with the underlying message of "I just slept with your boyfriend"

No, this did not just happen to me or anyone I know.. just an example.

But why do that to someone and then give the excuse that you "care about them, and don't want to hurt them"?? If you didn't want to hurt them, you wouldn't of slept with their boyfriend in the first place.

Ta-dow! (...)


In other news, I've started reading 'The Prince and the Pauper' by Mark Twain... I believe it's by him... yes, I think so.


Anyways, one of the first pages is this ting that I can't really explain so I'm just going to copy it onto my blog.

HUGH LATIMER, BISHOP OF WORCHESTER, TO LORD CROMWELL, ON THE BIRTH OF THE PRINCE OF WALES (AFTERWARD EDWARD VI)
(from the National Manuscripts Preserved by the British Government)

Ryght honorable, Salutem in Christo Jesu, and Syr here ys no lesse joynge and rejossynge in thes partees for the byrth of our prynce, hoom we hungurde for so longe, then ther was (I trow), inter vicinos att the byrth of S.I. baptyste, as thys berer, Master Erance, can telle you. Gode gyffe us alle grace, to yelde dew thankes to our Lorde Gode, Gode of Inglonde, for verely He hathe shoyd Hym selff Gode of Inglonde, or rather an Inglyssh Gode, yf we consydyr and pondyr welle alle Hys procedynges with us from tyme to tyme. He hath overcumme alle our yllnesse with Hys excedynge goodnesse, so that we ar now moor then compellyd to serve Hym, seke Hys glory, promott Hys wurde, yf the Devylles of alle Devylles be natt in us. We have now the stooppe of vayne trustes ande the stey of vayne expectations, lett us alle pray for hys Grace allways have, and evyn now from the begynynge, Governares, Instructores, and offyceres of ryght jugmente, ne optimum ingenium non optima educatione depravetur. Butt whatt a grett fowlle am I! So, whatt devotione shoyth many tymys butt lytelle dyscretione! Ande thus the Gode of Inglonde be ever with you in alle your procedynges
The 19 of October
Youres, H.L.b. of Wurcestere, now att Hartlebury.

Yf you wolde excytt thys berere to be moore hartye ayen the abuse of ymagery or mor forwarde to promotte the veryte, ytt myght doo goode. Natt that ytt came of me, butt of your selffe, &c.

(Addressed)
To the Ryght Honorable Loorde P. Sealle hys synguler gode Lorde.


That took quite a while to write... not used to spelling like that.. But yeah, that's what is at the beginning of my book. I understand most of it. Soz, go me!

I came, I saw, I killed viruses.

So, I am ever-so-happy about the death of ze dreaded viruses. Well, maybe not that happy. But happier then I was before I decided to see if I had any on my comp.

Because Sanny sent it to me accidently, 'cause some hacker started sending it off of her MSN. and I caught it... Damn hackers. So, while killing viruses, I deleted/blocked peoples access to spybot my computer. go me.

(Is all proud and feeling impowered.. lol)

In other news:

That game fable, on xbox, and most likely more consoles, is pretty good. I like it so far.

Matt is writing a song, needed something to rhyme with home, Shadow had a field day with that... quite entertaining. But, Matt won't tell me what it's about... basically because he doesn't know.

Might go to the VIeX... If you don't know what that is, then that isn't my problem, I don't feel like explaining it.

Talked to all of the people I wanted to today, 'cause I haven't talked to them in ages.

Listing (so you's feels important)

Korey
Cody
Chris
Shadow
Rich
Matt

I think that's about it.

Haha Shadow, called Matt again (was supposed to call him sunday... but shhh!)


oh, and am writing a short story thingy for the hell of it. It's about vampires (woot, spooky) you know those teenage angsty thingys with violent tendencies and food issues (ones a vegitarian.. only human blood)'

And their names are... (some kinda drumroll)

Demetrial
Adelaide
Drayden

Angsty teenage bloodsuckers indeed.

Soz, when I'm finished it, I might post it on here, 'cause it amuses me so. :)

Good bye for now...

Adeiu

Midnight Collaborations II

So, cassi suggested that we do another Midnight collaboration, and I guess we are going to. maybe more then one!

Ideas, Ideas... we must brainstorm the possibilities.


The Tale of The Misfortunate Turtle.

There once was a turtle. (of course, it wasn't just a turtle, it had those turtle awesomeness qualities) His name was charlie (and the chocolate factory....no...just no) He lived with the snappiest tape measure you could ever use. In a cardboard box, in a closet, in a room, in a house, in a town. (etc.) This closet was quite dank and dirty, with the tape measure being the landlord of it all.
One day, Charlie went window shopping ('cause that's all he can afford) and saw a pair of Lipstick pink (you know, that lipstick pink colour that everyone knows, although there is many shades) pants. Tempted to no end, he entered the store and bought the pants (yes, turtles can wear pants, or at least this one can) with his rent money. Returning home, wearing the lipstick pink pants, and feeling mighty manly, he realized that it was the first of the month and rent was due. Dreading the moment where he had to face the snappy tape measure (lets call her sassafrass) and tell her that he spent the money on pants, he trudged home rather slowly (well, slow for a turtle).
She met him at the door, in all her snappyness and demanded the $24 that he owed her to live in the box, in the closet, in a room, in a house, in a town (etc.)
When she realized he was wearing his rent money, she demanded that he leave the cardboard box.
He walked around the closet all night, sobbing about being homeless, until he realized that he was indeed a turtle, with those turtle-e awesome qualities, and had a home attached to his back. so he found a darker corner, cleaned up some of the dankness, and hunkered down to stay for a while. Quite happy in his lipstick pink pants. Then some teenaged emo kid that had to clean his room opened the closet, and threw all his dirty clothes in it, suffocating the turtle in the emo kids lipstick pink pants. oh the irony.

The moral of the story is:

Any she-male or he-she is automatically called katie, because that's just the way it is. And katie is my idol.

Re-occuring Activites

So, last night, or this morning rather, Logan came over again, we watched movies and whatnot then were walking with him back to his house, not all the way, cause yeah.. stopped and hung out for a bit in the middle of the road and whatnot.. it was fun.

Just to give you an idea, both times Cassi and I have hung out with Logan recently, we've gotten home at 4-5 am.

Logan has this thing with poking people... it isn't fair, he has some sort of advantage, I just haven't figured it out yet.

Supposed to go to Long Lake today, we still might, but I'm not sure.. It is already 2pm. could walk there, and get a ride back... but we'd only be there like 2-2.5 hours. good enough for me and cass, but we can't get a hold of my mother to tell her we're going anywhere.

other then that, life's been pretty uneventful.

worked yesterday, finally got dayton back... yay.. still, I will get him again and again... to make up for all the time's he's gotten me.

Got murray too, but yeah, then I decided to be nice to him, cause he is trying to decide whether to ask Jewls to marry him, and it's got him all flustered and whatnot.

Oh, and my mom is getting married too...they haven't set a date yet, but yeah.


And shadow : I remembered to call matt. so zere.

Tonights Activities

Got my hair straightened. believe me, I look different.

As I type Logan is walking to my house (it's midnight) to hang out with Cassi and myself.

We were going to go to the school, but I have this feeling that my mom is going to show up at like 3-4 am. I'd rather her see logan hanging out with us at home, all safe and whatever, then her come home to an empty house.
I know she'd still flip, regardless of where we are but meh. she'll just have to get over it.

so.

Alicia 1
Forces against her manipulating people 0

baha.

Other then that, I've just been hanging out with cassi, talking to friends, telling blonde jokes... oh yeah, good times good times.


Must remember to call matt tomorrow. Someone remind me.

Wonderings, Ponderings, and other such creative thinking words.

I was looking at my blog, and realized that the only thing that has stayed the same is the

It is said that only in their dreams can man be truly free, it was always thus and always thus will be.

So, kudo's for me... keeping something that long.

Oh, and I decided to post the blogs I read frequently. When they decide to post that is...

Cassi's blog
Rich's blog
Cody's blog
Ashley's blog

Now, onto the reason I am typing into this little box with all those buttons on the top, and such.

Yesterday, went to Victoria.. which is like the capital of B.C. or something, I didn't pay much attention when they taught that stuff.

Walked around, went for lunch in this restaurant we found a while ago.. like 3 months. that is pretty good. then walked around more trying to find the "save-on-foods memorial colleseum" or however you spell it.

That was fun, we got lost in victoria... it was great. (oh, sidnote, forgot to say we went to this second hand store thingy and I bought shoes that had never been worn, for like 10 dollars... when they are worth about 50. only thing is that they have pink on them :( )

We found the coll-whatever place, got our wristbands, and went into the show (Avril Lavigne/ Butch Walker)
Seeing as we were in "general admission" we got to sit on the floor a bit so there was more space created blah blah blah. When we stood, we were about 10 feet away from the stage. So, before the show started we met Diana, Matt and Dakota.

(Matt is teh Uber Cool!)

So, yeah, now I have matt's phone number. Oh, right... Dakota is a short 12 year old that supposedly likes Cassi, Diana is Matt's mom (Dakota is matt's friend) anyways, Diana has the persona of my mom.. creepy. And matt is taller then me, has red contacts (they're cool) and a mohawk. Go him...wootness.

The show was pretty good. Avril was way better then I expected her to be. And Butch Walker is now one of my favourite artists.

He's like a mix between Billy Talent and Hedley.

Anyways, after the show, we were driving back to nanaimo, and these little girls saw the hat I bought through the car window and were waving glow sticks and the like... so cassi and I did that hand thingy... it happened with about 4 cars. creepy!!

then, today I got woken up at 6:30 am because my uncle was here.. from kelowna, the one that wants to take me to kelowna to visit.. but I'm not going this year, cause I'm working and I'd rather work and save money then go there to do chores because my cousins don't like to and I don't like my uncle and aunt getting mad when they come home from work.

went back to bed when they left, then went online!

Comments Galore.

So, Cassi is over, but that is beside the point... She's always here.... basically lives here 6 months of the year.

We were looking at my blog and checking out the comments, laughing at our favourite ones and such. Then, I got the brilliant idea to post my favourite comments.. (secretly ranking the commenters on their level of coolness and whatnot....not) and some of cassi's favourite comments...

So, I'll put the title of the post, and the person who commented, followed by their comment... go me and my organization eh?


Post : Alright then

Commenter: Myself! Go me.

Comment:

Haha. You suck! Bitch. We all hate you...Now if only that was true, then I could actually spend some time alone, as in by myself, as in without other people. It never seems to work though. I should become evil and bent on ruling the world, then maybe people will leave me alone. maybe. Who says you can't comment on your own blog?

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Post: Window

Commenter : Ashley

Comment:

o my friggin god,i had no idea u could right poetry so well, y didn't u let me see ur poems!!!!!!!

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Post: Confusions...or mishaps, or whatever! Part 1 (something like that)

Commenter: Shadow

Comment:

You could always try fur trading, I hear it worked really well back in the 1700-1800s. And it's not like you have to move, it was done all over Canada

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Post: Alright. I've realized

Commenter: Me! Again!

Comment:

profoundness is fun. you better post it.I dare ya. Goodnight shadow. Get eaten by cats.


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Post: Blue moons dislike purple cows

Commenter: Shadow

Comment:

Hey, that's what I use my blog for. The thoughts that I don't wish to keep in, it's like the modern journal. The catch is it's like leaving it open and unlocked on your bed with a sign that says "Do not read."

Pointless.

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Post: Determined

Commenter: Cody

Comment:

I made a blog and now it's not letting me post. Your blog hates me.

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Post: Alicia's mishaps with the english language

Commenter: Shadow

Comment:

Excellent choice of topics to confuse your otherwise combobulated readers.I know that I was totally trying to hang on to that one... and... well I did it! Hurray for no reason.

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Post: Dedicated to Emma

Commenter: Chris (Zephi)

Comment:

I'm in a rush, but you asked for it: I feel sorry for Emma. You ARE sexy.Happy birthday Kyla!Seeya, Devon. We'll miss you (maybe)!!No one will ever understand you're complexities.Hot British? That's a new one on me.

Pinky and the Brain was a good, solid, funny, yet equally dramatic representation of my life...

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Post: Roses are red, etc.

Commenter: Rich

Comment:

P.S god is a pretty shitty name for an almighty being...not very inventive were they

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You know.. .that's exactly what I said... copy-er (yes I know it can be spelt ier but I dont' wanna spell it that way!)
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Post: More changes in my ever changing life

Commenter: Cody

Comment:

Your cousin's leaving? =D

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Teehee~
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Post: Um... yeah

Commenter : Korey (alucard....or.....anonymous)

Comment:

Heres your dang-nabbin comment. Youre hot.

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Commenter: Shadow

Comment:

Way to go, anonymous. Keep up the plausible deniability.BTW, it's been a few days since you posted. Like, OMG!And you may yet conquer the world, if you manage to pry it from my cold dead fingers.

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Post: So, my adventures of today

Commenter: John (Who the hell is this????????)

Comment:

You don't know how lucky you are to live in Canada, because the United States is a police state where they will roughly throw you in jail for a long long time for smoking marijuana.

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Post: Interview with Hannah

Commenter: Cody

Comment:

Oh, hey, I'm a male ... Yeah, I guess you didn't know that or something because why the hell else would I say it? Anyways

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Post: An Interview with Emma

Commenter: Cody

Comment:

I trust you, but I wouldn't stand with my back to you near a running body of water

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Post: Why all the worlds problems would be solved with a gun

Commenter: Cody (I'm going to get you back for this!)

Comment:

I dread the day, as I'll probably lose my ability to narrowly avoid beatings that very same day :PI guess I shall have to remind you why I can't block you(although I've gotten better at blocking idiots and the like lately)

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Commenter: Cassi

Comment:

I can't believe it's been 4 years, since I met you!! =( I can't believe I can stand you still!!...=P Me??...know somthing about your life!?!? yea..in your dreams!! =P just joking!

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Commenter: Shadow

Comment:

That made me laugh. It definately keeps your wanting to meet her in person in perspective. Sure, it'd be neat, but if she beats you into a nice paste, what then?

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Post: Zephi's Interview

Commenter: Cody

Comment:

Zephi surprises YOU for 320000 damage!
YOU don't know what the fuck just happened!
But of course you do, if I say you don't, is that blasphemy in Alicia-ism?
Probably, but I don't follow that religion, everyone knows who I worship, and by everyone, I mean you.
Well, to keep my comments light hearted..


..Awkward

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So, there is some of our favourites.... shadow and Cody definately in the lead.. .but thats cause they comment the most, hence more possibility of getting on the "list"...

yeah... thats about it.

Why all the worlds problems would be solved with a gun

I don't know... maybe they could... prolly not.


so, I was pondering, as I seem to do when people want to ignore me and go on WoW instead... yes, you know who you are...

Anyways, I realized that out of all my friends... I'd say that Cody and Cassi know me the best... Cassi being someone I've known and hung out with for almost 4 years now, and Cody being someone I've known, but never met for about...well close enough to a year.

And after thinking that, I realized that Cassi is the only person that I have human contact with, that I feel actually knows something about my life..


Most people I can relate to, or understand, and vice versa (they understand me blah blah blah) the most... are people I've met online.. Not actually met like "omgz meet me in pioneer park with a yellow long stems carnation so i know what you look like" and all that random shit. But people who have actually talked to me, been forced to listen to me, and seemingly have never blocked me (cody said he couldn't... I forget why)

So, why is it that people I have physical relationships with (no, not that way you perv) don't seem to know all that much about me, and I don't mean the trivial stuff like birthdays and favourite colours. but, how do deal with me when I'm upset and such...


Last thing, I promise...

Cody, there is no Alicia-ism... It's called something completely different, and original/unique... just ask the few people that worship me... (seriously.. .there is a couple.)

Zephi's Interview

Zephi, otherwise known as Chris.... another "secret" interview... Bahahaa.

Who do you trust and who are you most suspicious of out of all your friends?

James. And I'm not suspicious of any of them. I trust them whole heartidly. I know them well enouch to know when they're lying... we actually once had a huge fight about the lying going on in our little circle and vowed not to lie about anything big to each other... Now the most we have are white lies and we know when each other is doing it.

I only have two friends. makes things easy.

Four if you count two girls... And I'm assuming you mean real life.

real life? you have imaginary friends?

Hah. Funny. No, they disappeared when I turned 5.

Supposedly I am an imaginary friend. to like... 4 people

I'd love to have you as an imaginary friend.

why?

We'd dance and frolock in the sunflower fields

(frolic) And who says you know how to dance?

I can't. why?

Well how could we dance if you don't know how?

Because your my imaginary friend and therefore tuned to my mind. You wouldn't know I couldn't dance; you'd think I was the best there was.

but, I'm already an imaginary friend to some people, yet I am not tuned to all their minds.....as in I have my own opinions about them....so am I a deformed imaginary friend

Then as my deformed imaginary friend, we're be happy and merry all day and night long... Just because I say so. Beer helps.

I hate the taste of beer though.

Wine, possibly?
I prefer wine myself.

wine is gross too

Bah. Cod fish.

Whats this about fish now? Are you some kinda pirate?

I am in my dreams. I'm Blackbeard. The beardless pirate of the sea.

brb
back

Welcome back.

Why thank you kind sir...er....blasted pirate

Sir Blasted Pirate, thank you.

That wasn't a compliment

Neither was mine.

ya-huh.... I'm so lost.

I took a wrong turn about five minutes ago.

left or right?

The straight fork of the three way split.

that wasn't an option.

No?
Let's go with left, then.
Left is good.

are you left or right handed?

Right.

you suck. you are supposed to be left handed.

My pen says otherwise.

your pen lies.... and it can talk?

Only in my head; I'm the only one that can hear it.

And you say you don't have imaginary friends pfft.

It's not my friend. It's my tool, my instrument of death and destruction. It helps me fulfill my darkest desires for domination over all sheep.

ya-----huh... so, do you have imaginary enemies?

I fight the mighty and proud Piglet Clan who has just recently allied with the Big Bag Wolf Brigade. They have seriously hindered my plans thus far, but I believe I am nearing a breakthrough.

ok... last question, cause I have to go... How much do you love me?

In all seriousness, if you lived near me I might try to make a relationship work... but for now, until or if that ever happens, a good friend. Why?

Just wondering.

Well, that was a ....different answer. Until next time... Adieu.

Some random shit

Pet peeves and the like... some peoples have been asking to know more about me, that I'm not "open" enough...


It's my fucking blog, I'll be as "open" as I like. Usually I am a pretty private person, so it isn't like I am being gaurded in all my posts. Please don't tell me how emotional I should be in my life, what and how I should react to things, and shouldn't react to others. I am old enough to make my own decisions on that matter. You wanted to know more about me, so here goes. I'm going to post a bunch of useless facts about myself so you don't have to get-to-know-me the hard way. Happy now?

I don’t like feeling like im helpless, and I do whatever I can to stop my self from feeling that way. I don’t like feeling vulnerable because when I do, I feel like other people are holding my life in their hands, and they can do as they wish to it. I like feeling like I have a say in my life.

Im not going to prove myself to people, if they’re just going to throw it back in my face. I can be who i want to be.

a pet peeve of mine is the fact that people think there better then others. Just because someone’s hair is blonde, doesn’t mean they're dumb. Just like when a fourteen year old talks to a seventeen year old and they say * dude your like… young don’t talk to me * Just because you older then them doesn’t mean that there any less mature then you are. You’re just too scared to admit that a fourteen year old might be cooler then you are, and that you’re an asshole.

I hate being told to shut up. If you going to tell me to shut up, you might as well tell your self the same, Im not going to stop talking just because you don’t want to hear me. They call it * freedom of speech * for a reason. I can say what I want, when I want, and I can say whatever I want. Within reason; obviously.

If you think I'm incorrect in something, tell me. I hate it when people try to be "nice" and not say anything at all. Forcefed example: If I say 2 + 4 = 18, please don't just nod your head like I'm correct, although I'd never make that mistake unless intoxicated or any other related thing.

When I'm down, I don't like to be cheered up, really, I don't. I'd rather just get through with it. now don't go thinking I'm melancholic and take happiness in my sadness, 'cause I'm not. My sadness is usually related to more then one thing, mostly because I haven't dealt with it. (Cody knows about this) So, when I'm sad, leave me alone. Don't pester me with questions, or lower your IQ to try and make me laugh. I'll crawl out of my hole myself.


Have I satisfied that need for you to know something about me yet? Have I made you feel like you're "special" because you're one of the few to know something about Alicia? Will you stop your pestering questions now?





Random question #156 - A & B

Who do you trust the most out of your friends? (as in, who would you tell something to that you'd tell no one else)

and B

Which of your friends are you most suspicious of?

Forthcomings and such.

The title, yet again, has no relation to the post.


My cousin moved out today, to go live with her father. Her parents (my aunt and uncle... oooh force fed ya that one) are possibly getting a divorce, and no one in the family even knew they were fighting.

In other stuffs.

I'm going to explain, tell, some other describing words, the extent of my weekend.

Saturday:

Worked,( Oh, right... Got a long stemmed rose and balloons sent to my work with this little teddy bear attached to it) picked up Cassi, went to movie rental place (Rogers) rented movies (Napoleon Dynamite, Are We There Yet, A Series of Unfortunate Events, Meet The Fockers) Started to drive home, then saw Rich cross the road right in front of us (duh, if I hadn't seen him, we probably would of ran over him >.<) (and another bracket... What is it with seeing rich all the time now eh?? I feel like some sort of accidental stalker).
Went home, watched movies, hung out with Cassi and such

Sunday: Went to places to buy stuffs. snacks and such for trip, then went to Lantzville and picked up Murray and Jewls (Julie), Waited for Dave (and daughters) to arrive, same with Dayton. Then, did this whole spread out convoy or whatever to Horne lake.. Which is where Tim's cabin was. Went kayaking with Cassi and swimming and tubing and all that fun stuffs. Then, got this whole birthday cake suprise up there ( See, this is why I hate people getting all excited over my birthday, it makes me paranoid... blame it on my mother... yes, that works.) on the ride back into Nanaimo, cassi and I stuck Heart and Star stickers all over Murrays face, who was drunk, and let us.

Monday (today): Woke up with swimmers itch. worked around the house a bit. Moved out Nicole, said hi to Uncle. Dave came over, gave me benydryll (sp?) which made me sleep for 5 hours. Woke up, still have swimmers itch. Went grocery shopping at Save On, ran into Jason, Nicole, Martina and Courtney... it was all "Homgz hugs me Alicia, I haven't seen you's in soooooo long" which was like...odd. Oh, and of course, Nicole and Martina grabbed my ass. I don't know why they still do that. Old habits die hard eh?

So yeah, thats what has been happening lately. Tommorow, I work. Then, I don't know what.

Life is a mystery to be solved, a game to be played, and a journey to enjoy....


Random Question #125-d

Have you ever gotten swimmers itch?