Yeah, so there.

Hour one : Power Outage. Thanks guys
Hour two: Still power out. Watch hydro dudes start fixing it.
Hour two and ten minutes : Power back on. Yay hydro dudes.
Hour two and twenty minutes : Playing DDR
Hour two and fourty minutes: Check if we have internet
Hour two and fourty one minutes: Find out we have no internet. Modem is on the fritz.
Hour two and fifty minutes: Drink juice, eat macaroni.
Hour three: watch American idol.
Hour three: Laugh at American idol.

Where the hell?

Did all my creativity go? Seriously, I haven't written anything in like forever. Then I go look at like, Cody's blog, and it's all HEY LOOK I RITE GUD POETRY... but with good spelling.

Maybe if I go all emo I'll be able to write again. Like quality writing.

I used to pic up a pen and just write. Now I pick up a pen, stare blankly into space, and start doodling.

Nothing really seems to matter lately.

I so just had something to say.

But I lost it.

Oh, Right!

I miss him.

That's about it.

And,

I have this insane ability to like, make Cody appear basically whenever I want him to. Though he doesn't know to what extent. It's all like "Hey, where the fuck is cody, I need to talk to him" then it's all "Cody has just signed in" and I'm like "Heck yes, Alicia strikes again" Mad skills man, mad skills.

Mad skills are totally boss.

So are crossdressing comedians on ice.

I still miss him.

Opkea to the extreme like hardcore.

I really don't know what to say. Or why I'm even writing in my blog. I have so much work to do that's due tomorrow, and have no desire to do it. At all. It doesn't help that it's worth like, 10% of my final mark.

So, I come home from my cousins to an empty house. Thanks guys.


Life's a bitch and then we die.

That seems fitting.

Fanfiction Saga.

At first, he was the file-sharing self proclaimed scapegoat. Quite hot, but rather afraid of said hotness, causing him to deny it.

Meeting Alicia he was deemed the whipping boy. And subject to phrases along the lines of "whoa, you're hot".

Seeking relief from instant messages singing his praises, he paired the two who constantly praised him in a chat together. shortly after he realized his huge mistake.

The path of the admittance came cleary into view. Admittance into the psych ward at the hospital of course.

So he continued his vehement denial, slowly aggravating the pair of girls. Until one day, the tides turned, and "The Cult of The Sexy Beast" was formed.

Polls were formed, both accidently and on purpose. All results came back the same, he was hot.

The cult was slowly recruiting members, trickling in like water, not there usual girl selves.

The creators of the cult were stunned. They decided to harness the opportunity that was swiftly fleeing ahead of them.

Brain storming, they came up with a plan.

One would write a fanfiction type story, and the other would illustrate it. They'd make millions.

And so the tale unfolds.

The Book pt.3

Alicia: Last day of school before christmas break!

Ashley: HELL YA! Merry KissMoose!

Alicia: Merry Kissmoose! I swear we should find a moos and kiss it before it tramples us~! Then it would really be Kissmoose. XD

Anecca: No, it's Christmaka LOL I LOVE that word! we should all hang this christmas break! KK

Ashley: YA! I'll have a chrismas party!!

(erm, authors note? she never did have that party)

Alicia: I won't be here budz

Ashley: YES YOU FREAKIN WILL!!

Alicia: When is this supposed party? around ---- estimate?

Anecca: Whenever we decide to have it!

Ashley: NOW!

Alicia: Well, if it's now, then I can go XD!

Well, that's a short one, so should I do another? Yes, I think I will.

The Book pt. 4

Alicia: Back off holidays and all that. Not much changed, except my hair colour XD. Science is still the same, exactly.

Ashley: Alicia you hair color changes more then the moon changes fares! and as for science that's a big D-U-H!

Anecca: Hey, my hair changed too! I have bangs now! That's hot! LOL don't worry I'm not Paris Hilton! Lonely, I'm still lonely, I have no body to call my own LOL just kiddin

Alicia: That song is annoying. and HEY! Ashley, my hair changes like, once a month because life is getting boring! I need change in life. It's better then moving around or being all drastic and going through boys like WHOA MANS!

Ashley: Alicia IT WAS A JOKE! and changing you hair is not changing your life. Pick a drastic colour if you need to do that!

Alicia: Nah, drastic for drastic's sake is so not my style. That would be a big D-U-H

Ashley: Hey! That's copywritten!

Anecca: I'm quitting this convo you guys don't even follow the rules you guys made up! and stop moving the table! Alicia if you don't I'll kick you off this table!

(pff, like really, it was my table in the first place)

Alicia: you have no authority over me Anecca, watch your step. and, what rules are we not following? We're stating our name, and writing in pen. There's the rules, none broken.

Emma: I honestly have no clue what to say

Anecca: If you don't even remember the rule that you made about how whoever signed the book first to last! you said we had to write in order of where the names were (a/n, on the front cover, we listed our names) So I quit!

Alicia: I didn't say that. you did. and I said that was pointless because we aren't all here at the same time.

Ashley: I think we should burn the book, take back what we've said, and then have an after PARTY! LOL I made a joke! I'm so kool ^_^

Alicia: How is that a joke? and I'm not taking back anything I said, because I have no reason too.

Emma: Stubborn.

Ashely: IT WAS A FUNNY! THATS HOW IT WAS A JOKE D-U-H! Emma, who is stubborn? Or is it the page? perhaps it is your pen, or you? who is stubborn?

There is two more entries to come soon, cause we haven't written in the book in a while.

The Book pt.2

Ashley: Alicia, I think you're in love.

Alicia: In love with whom?

Ashley: Dare I say it?

Alicia: Dost thou darest?

Ashley: I it is - LOL I'm Yoda!

Alicia: So I'm in love with you?

Ashley: Nope... Jake, but I was jk.

Alicia: Oh, oh... that's...that's just wrong! utterly and totally wrong!

Ashely: Tee hee hee. But true. - Had to put it LOL

Emma: >_< Weird.

Anecca: Romeo Romeo were for art though Romeo LOL

Ashley: No One Gives A Shit!

Alicia: Down you scurvy knave! I will not tell thee anything! other then almost everything you want.

Ashley: What the hell did you just say?

Anecca: No one cares cuz Tybalts dead OMFG (crying)

Alicia: Tybalt was on scurvy knave. Brandishing his sword like some bubblegum stuck to your shoe!

Ashley: You guys are so strange.

Anecca: And this is the story of Juliet and her Romeo!

Alicia: Holy St. Francis! You ungreatful wretch.

Ashley: good times in science LOL

Anecca: Dancing lol gotta do it again! See that waltzing came in handy!

(authors note: We were doing a dancing unit in gym class, and decided to dance in science, because the teacher lets us do basically anything we want)

Ashley: Now k?

Alicia: I know it did, I taught it to you.

Anecca: I'd done it before but it didn't stick cuz it was on a pitch black field with cell phone music with a bunch of friends laughing. So there!

Alicia: Sounds like fun! I'm so tired. I've been having nightmares recently. I don't like it.

Anecca: About your lover Jake! LOL

Ashley: That's not called a nightmare! LOL.

Anecca: What's it called? Dream sex?

Emma: Lol. That's a good one Anecca. I congradulate you.

Alicia: Anecca, that's just sick. It's not my fault you want Blake and he has no interest in you.

Anecca: yeah sure and I can sing through my ass.

Ashley: I would just like to know where that came from?

Alicia: Anecca you're rather odd, and somewhat cruel.

Emma: I hate to break it to you Alicia, but so are you.

Alicia: Yes, but I know that. And I haven't called you "mrs." in a long time!

Anecca: Well I hate to break it to you but I'm cooler than you all cuz I can sing through my ass (LOL)

Emma: I'll get you one day Alicia! *maniacal laugh*

Ashley : What the heck is going on?!

Alicia: Emma has been mad at me for two years now because I (among others I must say!) have noticed something and pointed it out and she refuses to admit it. And anecca, just doesn't like me cause I'm uber rad. Emma! what's your email so I can send you that picture?

Ashley: Ok, I'm all caught up.


~~ Yes, I know I'm the one getting burned here. And potentially embarrassed. So what I'm doing is my own fault. I don't really care. None of you even know who Jake is.

Alicia is Going to Austria.

bitch, moan, complain, let's go insane.

So, wanna see what my life is like right now? Of course you do. Here's a prime example.

Kay, nevermind, if you actually want to see it, IM me and I'll send it to you.

An interesting day to say the least. I guess.

Sarcasmic

Like, orgasmic, but in a sarcasm sense.

Anywho, some writings after hearing about some recent events.

Depression sets in slowly

savouring the spread of the disease

but fighting it at the same time

wanting to be free

but secretly enjoying it.

Melancholic.

Silent pleas of frustration

mouthed, never spoken

a feeling of desertion

your world spins

everyone is happy

everyone but you

but who are you exactly

just a face with a name

infiltrating invisibility

cloaked in your own remorse, your own regrets

Always feeling

Like a bomb exploded, leaving you barren land

empty soil, no inhabitants

there's no interest from the outside world

you are unwanted.

~

Sarcastic rush:

Trade your freedom for your memories, or do the reverse, as long as the outcome is not painful. Escape, flee if need be, but do not confront. If you confront, you may just have to deal with the problem at hand. Push it aside, pretend it's not there, you'll get by just fine. This will work, all your life, no one will question your motives. Douse photo's in fire, on the beach, make it comparable to the burn of the sun if you have too. Just never confront, never get through, never solve anything.

I really fucking love it when people go back on their word.

Opinions are devious things, devious, malicious, thought provoking things.

Example:

I think Aaron is hot, that's my opinion, and Kelley's. Aaron is in denial.

I also think that I'm losing friends rapidly. Though the only on that's being tormented by it is me.

I also think that being forced to do an independant studies project that limits your creativity, by forbidding some things, and pressing Alicia for time is incredibly stupid.

P.s. I'm an archer slash assassin slash theif slash death magic master. (Glowsticks are my tools kay thanks) While also providing the comic relief.

Opkea ... Or is it Opkae?

So, me and Jessica (J-dog and Alicia, k-k-k-keepin' it real) were all, sitting in the back of the school library (every couple of days or so) and we rummage through the astology section, taking out the books about our birth months, years and days. (Seriously, huge book on days, cause it's got every day of the year in it) Every one of them say I'm rather vain. Which made me laugh loudly, because, I can be, but mostly I'm just playing. So, at some points, I'd be all "That can't be true" And Jessica would look at me sadly and go "But it is, really". So I'm a vain attention whore driven for power who is sensitive and sensual and independant. And a whole bunch more that I forget.

We went to Tofino today, I got some great shots of the water, but I haven't uploaded them yet, due to a dislike of being alone in the dark. So, it's like, a three hour drive there, a three and a half hour drive back (don't ask me why) and we hung around for two hours. I wore sandals to the beach so I could run bare foot through the sand, in the freezing cold, and not feel my feet for the next half hour. but it was worth it. Sooo worth it.

I'm tired but hyper, this is becoming a habit. I blame the whipping boy.

Going to Victoria tomorrow, (yay more road trips?) get all my passport crap over and done with.

Which reminds me. Aaron needs to get his passport all done and crap so I can smuggle him over the border. Less hassle.

Artificial Amatuers Find it All Amazing.

Ugh, my legs hurt, I keep bumping them into things, like sharp corners. So, I pulled my pant leg up to my knee, and there's like.. 9-12 bruises on each leg. Because they're so clumsy and they're on my calves, my poor toned calves. I love my calves, but sadly, they're attracted to painful objects. Biznatches, it's all :

"Hey, look, a hidden shard of glass"

"I get it first!"

"Aww, no fair, you got the corner of the couch this morning."

"Fine."

"Yay!" -runs into shard of glass-

Me - "Ow... stupid legs"

You - "She just simulated ac conversation with her legs" 0_o

P.s. work = boring

Other then finding the bruises and the fabricating and randomly singing and dancing (loudly) to whatever was on my Mp3 player at the time.

Cause almost no one was there today.

+1 more day of rain.

Fill My Heart With Song

Yeah, it's part of the song we're singing in Vocal Jazz now. We're actually singing two at once instead of one, like last time.

Jason asked Renna out. Renna said no. Because Jason's been deemed gay since I knew him (3 years?). I guess he's not so gay. So now, I don't actually know a fully homosexual person. eh.

Aaron was all sneaky and put our conversation on his blog, thinking I wouldn't look at it I guess. As I told Cody, that's so my thing, putting things on blogs without people knowing. Cause I'm one sly gal. Pfft.

My hair is actually being nice to me, and in saying that, it's probably going to be all mean to me now.

THE SKY IS FALLING. Or you know, maybe it's just the 26 days of rain we've had! Now, don't get me wrong, I love the rain, but I have friends going spastic because they haven't seen the sun for almost a month. Which is very...trying. We could at least have fog occasionally, just to make me happy, but NO. So, no snow, no fog, just blissfull rain.

CONVO SHOW:

Alicia: So, how old is Kyle anyways?
Ashley: He's in grade 12.. DON'T ASK HIM OUT
Alicia: ..What?
Ashley: That's so gross
Alicia: How did asking his age turn into asking him out?
Ashley: Just don't, he's so gross
Alicia: How's he gross?
Ashley: Not tellin'.

Like c'mon. Why couldn't she tell me? Oh, and repeat the bottom half of the conversation in caps for like.. thirty times after that.

I volunteered at Coal Tyee today, Diana (little buddy person) was all wanting to play frisbee, so we played frisbee. And basketball, and she's all, tarzana on the ropes. But back to the frisbee thing, being the sports inclined person that I am, when Diana threw it, higher then my head, I backed up, instead of letting it just fall on the floor. But to my dismay, Kyle jumped above my head in a graceful, yet painful (for him, he stumbled afterwards) leap and grabbed it from right above me. Scared me! He's all "I'ma jump off this sprinboard, over that mat, and grab that rope from your hand, and with my momentum, I'm going to hit the wall" and he did. Eek.

Joanne and Ashley are so pretty in their Grad photos.
Yep Yep.

I feel charming, it's alarming how charming I feeeeeeeeel.

I don't really like that song. But whatever.

And the World Came Crumbling Down.

I want fun.

passion.

romance.

companionship.

commitment.

honesty.

intelligence.

cleverness.

humour.

excitement.

The Book pt.1

dec 12th, 2005

Alicia: Here we are a little late I guess but it's the thought that counts. Everyone remembers the rules right? No, probably not. The main ones were always state your name before writing and always in pen, doesn't matter what colour.

Ashley: What the hell is this thing? A contract? What, are we in a cult now?

Alicia: Yeah, it's a cult. No, don't you remember the book last year? That saddens me greatly Ashely.

Ashley: No, I have no idea what your talking about. Thats a bit D-U-H! lol I heart saying that. Of course I remember last year. I was just trying to make a funny. Duh.

Alicia: Technically you didn't say anything, you wrote it. D-U-H <-- haha I stole your saying! Whatchya gunna do about it?
Ashley: This ..................... "Bitch"
Alicia: I spoke to Ian last night.
Emma: Who's this Ian person?
Ashley: yes, do speak of him ... or w/e. lol nm
Anecca: Is he your soon to be B/f?
Alicia: haha! I wish, he's adorable. but, he's american, short, and utterly bodacious.
Emma: Bodacious? good word. I know an american guy, but that has absolutely nothing to do with this.
Ashley: Is he the twin, if so, I call the other! SHOTTIE!
Anecca: I shottie his best friend
Alicia: Oh gawd, I'm showing him this! He'll laugh so hard.
Ashley, you can't have him, or his twin, especially if I can't. And technically, he isn't allowed to date anyways. Rotary says so.
Emma: Even though I have no clue who you guys are talking about, I say the rotary's stupid. (LAME COMMENT) >.<

Ashley: I don't give a damn.

Alicia: Yeah, the rotary is being rather silly, they still haven't called me to tell me where I'm going to stay for the year. others knew last week. Pick-up lines are so humourous. Emma, go online, I'll send you a photo, so you know who we're talking about. Though out of this group, I'm the only one who knows what he looks like.

Emma: Ok, maybe email it to me. That would be more convenient.

Ashley: Why am I talking now?

Alicia: I don't know but again, you didn't say a word. BAHHAHA!

Anecca: You can't have a long distance relationship it does not work. "zanzabar" lol "fuck her gently"

Alicia: Do I want to know why those three words/terms have a connection with Ian? Or what it means for that matter?

Ashley: It has everything to do with Ian. Thats a big d-u-h

Anecca: It's your pick up line, you say "f*ck me gently" LOL no joke!

Alicia: Oh gawd, what a pick-up line! Remind me to NEVER use that... EVER!

Emma: You guys are insane

Anecca: No! It's an awesome pick-up line and it works if you send me his email I'll show you!

Ashley: It's a sucky pick up line. Sure it works, but then he'll think you're a hooker, and thats a bad relationship

Alicia: I think he thinks I'ma tease, cause, I always say weird things, that make him all speechless. but hell no I ain't giving you his email! you'll corrupt him.

Emma: Women are teases. Period.

ashley : Emma, I would just like to congradulate you on your super awesome comment.


-another class-

well, the rest will wait for another day. Ya dig?

Happy Tuesday?

Yeah, so, last night was fun, with three people talking with me or at me, or ignoring me at once. In one conversation, then three others in three other conversations.

Though it was interesting to say the least.

AND, I got my internet priveliges revoked, so, at nine (like this is going to last long) I get booted off the computer, but unlike Cody, it's from a human voice, not a pre-programmed router.

It's a saturday.

It's been saturday all day. Go figure. Work was boring.

Here's an update.

I'm one of the tallest people in my "group" of friends. Except for the boys, almost all the boys are taller.
I'm messed up in that whole "relationship" thing. Boys were made to be friends, as were girls, I'm asexual.
I'm going to be an exchange student next school year, for either Japan or Thailand.
I'm random, because I like being so. I choose songs by using numbers parrallel to the first letter in the name listed. Then make friends randomly choose when I don't know what to listen to.
I was up till 3:30 am last night, and still managed to be hyper when I woke up at 7am for work. I blame it on Aaron's persuasiveness. Or lack thereof.
Accents are ultimately the coolest thing on the earth. effin' orgasmic. I assure you, it's a girl thing. But not all accents mind you. Just british, spanish, italian (DIFFERENT) and .. austrailian.
Dying my hair is becoming a habit. But I think I've settled on a colour. I like it.
I'm a klutz, and clumsy, or whatever else fits into that category.I fall up stairs, scrape my knees on invisible objects, find random scars, and slam fingers into doors repeatedly. Absent minded about limbs.
My mind moves too fast for my functions. I'm not able to type all I want to type fast enough, which makes me forget half of it.
If my mind gets bored, it starts day dreaming, whether I want it to or not.
I've had my webcam for christmas and just found out how to take pictures today.
I talk to my cats, and they talk back.
I ask forgiveness from walls and other such non living things when I run into them. Or I tell them off.
I'm really into photography, and architecture, and medicine, and psychology.
I figure if I study psychology long enough, I'll have no problem spelling all words with "psychsdhjjkdfh" in them. Because I have serious problems.
Apparently, I'm caramilk, and I have that whole "Quit with the bullshit" attitude. Go me.
I chicken out of things I shouldn't do that don't cause harm, and don't back down from things I should.
I'm contemplating becoming mute.
Which means I'd have to quit both choir and Jazz choir, but what's a few credits?
I'd be all like that kid a couple years back that just corresponded with emails, even to his parents.
I've been compared to Superman, and Aaron is unknowingly Spiderman. I informed him.
I like Aarons collar, a lot, it owns mine. But hey, I'll get it from him one day.
And apparently I have no friends that live close to me, or at least, no friends that feel like being friends at the current moment.
Anywho, I don't know what else to say other then... Update soon?

I -heart- Gaia.

Well, really, I could live without Gaia. I just love the person on Gaia that told me about Mary Pranksters - la resistance, here, check it out:

I got excellent intentions
And unbeatable excuses
And I’m moderate in vices
With the usual abuses

I got entertaining stories
And a cheerful disposition
And fanatical devotion
To a kamikaze mission

And you can take your common sense
And head it out the door
If you have no confidence
In what I’m fighting for’
Cause I love you, baby
I just love me so much more

And so you see, my vanity comes through for me
More often than you do for me
And in the end I’ll choose the path of most resistance
And you’ll say, “It doesn’t have to be this way”
And try and pull me back in play
And rue the day you ever learned of my existence

I got well-examined motives
And a pre-ordained direction
I’m utopian by preference
But I’ll settle for perfection

I got friends of every flavor
Evangelical and shifty
And if I can crack this open
I’m taking everybody with me

And you can take your precedents
And head ’em out the door’
Cause this ain’t like anything
That’s ever come before
And I love you, baby
I just love me so much more

It's like.. the best "Fuck You" song ever.
Which is saying something, because I usually don't like female singers.
I realized something today, and I hate realizing things, because when I realize them, they aren't something I want to know. Well, usually they aren't.

It's an early spring and my eyes are everchanging colour.

Wow, that's coded to the extreme. I feel so sly. And I should. Because I deserve to feel something that no one else does at this exact moment in time. Damn rights, I demand it.

So, I got hit on by missionaries the other day, you know, the people that go on missions in other parts of the country, and sometimes other countries to spread the word of their religion, and help people out? Yeah, he was cool. And suprisingly easy to talk to. AND HE DIDN'T PRESS A RELIGION ON ME. So, yeah, I respect him for someone I talked to for twenty minutes. And that's more then I can say for people I've known for a year+ ... Some* people I should say.

Neener neener neener, I never know who's reading this anymore, because people have gotten all shifty and don't post comments, so, I can't tell who's reading. So, I can't say much, because I am a guarded person. Heck yes.

I went volunteering today, it was alright, Diana is my buddy, and she's a pretty alright ten year old. Energetic like Whoa, but fun to keep up with. Full of life ya know? The other girls don't seem to like her. She's got three friends. that's it. I can't imagine that. Even with moving every year, I seemed to make at least 15 friends. At least. She's intelligent too. And I know she's going to drive me crazy, but I'm fine with it.

My smallest class contained three people today. English, yeah, cause of the major b-ball tourney going on in the gym, three of us didn't want to go. Cause we're cool. The teacher was all "I'll be right back" and we're all like "whatever" and she never returned. I guess she showed us...

We had a "study hall" type scenario first block. I felt like such an american. Because... yeah, american television highschools are all "HEY STUDY HALL OH CRAP" and things. Tinnian watched over us and after the bell rang Ashley and I were talking all, friend like, and Tinnian comes up to us and is all "Ashley, you seem depressed, I don't see you smile as much anymore, same with you Alicia, but it's more noticable in Ashley." etc. As soon as we got out of the damn class we were all "Well I wonder why" all sarcastically because we haven't had drama since like ...OCTOBER... and that's her fault. So, we blamed it on that. But not to her face of course, because I held my tongue, and Ashley is too kind.

I haven't written poetry in a long time. Writers block. It's June all over again. Just different people.

I just realized only I know what that means, and I'm ok with that.

The other day (Before winter break, cause I forgot about it)

Jessica and I were all, sitting in the back of the library between the bookshelves (sneaky) reading these astrology books. They crack me up. Mostly because they are so right in one aspect, but totally off on another. It was all...

ALICIA (actually it said leo)

YOUR A STAR, BLAH BLAH BLAH YOU ATTRACT ATTENTION ON PURPOSE AND HAVE NO PROBLEM MAKING FRIENDS BLAH BLAH BLAH YOU LIKE TO BE THE CENTRE OF ATTENTION AND ARE AFFECTIONATE TO ONLY THOSE YOU KNOW WELL BLAH BLAH BLAH YOUR FIERY (CAUSE THATS MY SIGN YO) AND HAVE A FIERY SPIRIT. YOU WANT A GUY WHO KNOWS HOW TO HAVE FUN AND CHALLENGE YOUR MIND CAUSE YOU'RE SUPER BRILLIANT

Yeah, and a bunch of other crap claiming that I attract guys like honey and blah blah blah blah bullcrap.

Yeppers.

I found out that they're trying to get me to Japan, but if I don't feel like waiting for Japan to respond, I can go to Thailand.

No one really seems to care that I won't be here next year. Except Logan, cause he's already all...

"I DONT HAVE ANYTHING TO DO ANYMORE AND I'M GOING TO BE PERPETUALLY BORED BECAUSE ALICIA CAN'T AMUSE ME ALL THE WAY OVER THERE I'M GOING TO GO GET A WHOLE LOT MORE SLU--- GIRLFRIENDS TO FILL THE VOID"

He told me not to leave him all alone, cause he'd have no one to hang with, though we all know he could hang out with almost anyone in the school.

Anywho, I'm bored out of my mind, because there is NO ONE online. And I have no homework, and no intentions of playing my videogame right now, because, well, I don't want to.

Yay Joanne and Tyler. Though I've never met Tyler, I've heard about him. Apparently he treats her like a princess.

I feel sorry for Renna. 'Nuff said. Though Kara and I are going to hold it over her head for eternity, because we're like that. Just like Kara is going to hold something over my head forever, and I for her. It's a good relationship.

Nyky! Just ask him out already, we both know you both like each other, and he's WAY more shy then you. Well, more then half the continent is more shy then you.

No, I'm not talking about Neekole, who's Vicky's friend, but the other Nyky.

New word: er.

Not so new though.

-Insert Witty Comment-

So, everything is all "Gangsta Yo" lately. Fo sheezy'.

I was all, sitting in Socials class (first day back) today, after lunch, falling asleep (I sit in the back corner, and me and Mr.Hudson have a unspoken pact, that goes like this "He doesn't disturb me while I slip in and out of con-shaas-ness (can't spell...hooked on phonics :P) and I remain one of the 3 or so in his class that does not excessively disturb the class" ) and randomly I pull out a scrap of paper and start writing about a memory. Which is rather odd of me, because I don't usually do that. But I'm not writing it on here, because I don't have it with me to copy down, and I don't feel like remembering all that was written.

Gym was alright, we're doing badminton for like.. two weeks now, which sucks. Because I hate badminton. It's only fun against the boys who actually try and compete, the girls just stand there and hit the damn birdie. All stoic like. I love that word. Stoic.

Choir was alright today, got like... 4-5 new songs to choose from? I dislike a couple of them greatly. And most of them are all ... Religiously based. Which is just flippin' grand. Not. I hate singing about "The Almighty" and all that. Couple of people didn't show up, but we still had full risers...was odd. Off the top of my head I can think of six people who didn't show. But whatever, to each their own. So, Ashley and I all.... rocked out while unsuccessfully trying to politely ignore Jen, the one screeching in my ear. After that I was told, not asked, that I was hanging out at Subway with Mz. Jen and Jason, who joined choir again ( suprise suprise ). Sasja (pronounced sasha) and I think his name is Will? Anywho, they showed up, and we talked with them for a while. Then Jen left (yay) and I hung out with Jason till my mother showed up to take me home because I am not legally allowed to drive. Which is more tolerable now that he's trying to look "Straighter". ... He said it, I didn't.

I noticed something today, usually when I used to write in my blog, "Used to" being the operative phrase, it was a rather long-ish post, though I've seen much longer, but lately (past couple of months?) they've been all...empty and malnurished. Like a kid on welfare with a learning disability.

I love analogies. And incorrect spelling, but only when I do it.

Science this morning was just like it used to be. Seriously. We did basically nothing, handed in basically nothing, and jabbered on with our friends for the whole class. Except the part where he introduced us to our new student teacher, whose name I've forgotten. Seriously though, he looks no older then 16, and he's 24. I feel like I'm going to be taught by someone my own age, which would be fine and all, if I knew him, and knew that I was actually going to learn correct information.

A friend of mine (Katrina, no one knows her. And no, she isn't imaginary) Is stuck on her french. She's a year younger then me, and I've taken four years of french, but not for two years, so of course I was asked tonight to help her out. (Her mom was my mom's nurse, but is like a second mother to my mom, and Kat is adopted, hence the reason that she's so young compared to her mother. Thats how we met) So, now I have to brush up on my french, remember what everything means, and help someone else. I'm willing and all, because I crave languages (seriously, people think it's creepy that I'm 15 and already know bits and pieces of 3 languages other then english) but I don't want to dissapoint her if I can't help her. Hence the reason I'm going to start "borrowing" Ashley's old worksheets that she doesn't need anymore in french. Because I'm cool. Ya dig? I know, it's technically cheating, not relying soley on my memory of two years past. I only quit french because Japanese sounded cooler and grade 8 was the year I got a B in it... I don't like getting B's in a subject after getting A's for three years. So, I took Japanese and got a high B (like, 84 or something) instead.

Anywho, I have to get into the habit of going to bed at a reasonable hour. So. Yeah.

P.s. I thought what I'd do was, well, I hadn't thought that far.

Update

28th of December...

Had a water fight outside at work. Yeah, outside. In december. In t-shirts. Murray got soaked, so he soaked Mum. Alicia filled waterbottles and locked them all outside, laughing.

31/1st December/January...

Had Logan and Cassi over, didn't sleep much, went rock climbing in the pouring rain, slipped, scraped knee, fine. Walked around in the hail and REALLY strong wind. Walked home, Logan left (230pm ) crashed till 630 . Cassi still asleep. Went on computer.

Happy New Year and All That Jazz.