You know what. Aaron has a doppleganger. I didn't say it. Bu-ut, I knew it.
Huzzah, his name is Ty.
But they're very different in some ways.
Yay for differences.
Anyways, today has been a shitty day.
Alicia is sore all over. And sick feeling, and wants to sleep but is not tired.
Damn.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Double Argh With Knobs - The next installment
HO SNAP NO YOU DIDN'T. DON'T YOU DARE READ THIS TILL YOU'VE READ ALL THE OTHER ONES BIZNATCHES. ALL THE OTHER ONES BEFORE THAT IS. DON'T YOU JUST LOVE MY CAPS LOCK?
Anyways.... On with the show mayhaps?
Emma: oh my! Now let me do my work....
Kara: So you think you are pretty deep in a hole eh? Well let me tell you something, so far you are only at the level of sand box shovel.
Alicia: Oh, you wait. To continue...
So I push him back, like, not hard or anything, but still enough to get him off of me, still wondering what the hell is going on. So then I get off of the driftwood and walk along the beach to this little island thing (it's an island when the tide goes up) so I go and sit on a rock there, and he sits beside me, and we're facing the ocean but we were on the back side ish of the island so no one on the mainland could see us and we were sitting there talking and I was poking his knee, cause that's what I do, poke people. So then he puts his arm around me and like, pulls me closer to his chest, and I'm like "Whatever" in my head, cause whatever. And his chin is resting on my head, which was odd. So then I stand up cause I'm uncomfortable (not laying on him, he's comfy, but uncomfortable about the situation) and bored. anyways, so I stand up, and I'm facing him and he pulled me on top of him. Soz, I like grabbed the rock so I wouldn't fall on him, but he pulled me anyways.
Kay breaktime again.
Emma: Ho shit. I'm speechless. (a/n that's a hard accomplishment to accomplish, leaving her speechless.)
Kara: Alright you're up to a large garden shovel. Hmmm, maybe you should of hit him with one?!
Alicia: So then I'm all "nooo" all whiny like, and he's like "whaaatt" and I'm like "What are you? Stunned?" in my head, but I didn't say it outloud cause I was still I guess in shock of what the hell he was trying to accomplish. So I stand up again and we were talking about biting and how I bit korey and one day and how it made korey all "hot n' bothered" so we were talking about that, and I was like "See, you bite there" and pointed to a spot on his shoulder cause he had a sweater on. and he like, pulled his sweater so the skin was exposed and he's all "here, bite me" and I'm all "uh... uh... can't. It's supposed to be a suprise, you know...Stealth!" so then he stands up, and I go to back up, and almost fall off the edge (woulda fell into rocks, then water) so he like pulls me close and nuzzles into my neck. (uuuueeerrrr)
Sidenote: He found out that if he pokes my side, I arch my back (to like, try to escape said poke) so he would poke me so I would arch into him and yeah, I'd arch, he'd slip his arms around my lower back and pull me closer.
'Nother break for commenting again.
Emma: *madface* Oh my. Speechless once more. How's the sandbox, Kara?
Kara: Ok, you have reached showel level! congrats! Hehehe your life sucks you man-whore magnet! Hehehehe!
"Oh, I am sorry, my friends told me to use cheap pickup lines on you (seductive look) are they working?" Heheheh! "If I was a space ship I'd land on your planet!"
There, the next installment.
Anyways.... On with the show mayhaps?
Emma: oh my! Now let me do my work....
Kara: So you think you are pretty deep in a hole eh? Well let me tell you something, so far you are only at the level of sand box shovel.
Alicia: Oh, you wait. To continue...
So I push him back, like, not hard or anything, but still enough to get him off of me, still wondering what the hell is going on. So then I get off of the driftwood and walk along the beach to this little island thing (it's an island when the tide goes up) so I go and sit on a rock there, and he sits beside me, and we're facing the ocean but we were on the back side ish of the island so no one on the mainland could see us and we were sitting there talking and I was poking his knee, cause that's what I do, poke people. So then he puts his arm around me and like, pulls me closer to his chest, and I'm like "Whatever" in my head, cause whatever. And his chin is resting on my head, which was odd. So then I stand up cause I'm uncomfortable (not laying on him, he's comfy, but uncomfortable about the situation) and bored. anyways, so I stand up, and I'm facing him and he pulled me on top of him. Soz, I like grabbed the rock so I wouldn't fall on him, but he pulled me anyways.
Kay breaktime again.
Emma: Ho shit. I'm speechless. (a/n that's a hard accomplishment to accomplish, leaving her speechless.)
Kara: Alright you're up to a large garden shovel. Hmmm, maybe you should of hit him with one?!
Alicia: So then I'm all "nooo" all whiny like, and he's like "whaaatt" and I'm like "What are you? Stunned?" in my head, but I didn't say it outloud cause I was still I guess in shock of what the hell he was trying to accomplish. So I stand up again and we were talking about biting and how I bit korey and one day and how it made korey all "hot n' bothered" so we were talking about that, and I was like "See, you bite there" and pointed to a spot on his shoulder cause he had a sweater on. and he like, pulled his sweater so the skin was exposed and he's all "here, bite me" and I'm all "uh... uh... can't. It's supposed to be a suprise, you know...Stealth!" so then he stands up, and I go to back up, and almost fall off the edge (woulda fell into rocks, then water) so he like pulls me close and nuzzles into my neck. (uuuueeerrrr)
Sidenote: He found out that if he pokes my side, I arch my back (to like, try to escape said poke) so he would poke me so I would arch into him and yeah, I'd arch, he'd slip his arms around my lower back and pull me closer.
'Nother break for commenting again.
Emma: *madface* Oh my. Speechless once more. How's the sandbox, Kara?
Kara: Ok, you have reached showel level! congrats! Hehehe your life sucks you man-whore magnet! Hehehehe!
"Oh, I am sorry, my friends told me to use cheap pickup lines on you (seductive look) are they working?" Heheheh! "If I was a space ship I'd land on your planet!"
There, the next installment.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
Do It The Metric Way
Not as in the Metric system, but as in Metric, the band.
as in I'm going to be posting random pieces of their lyrics,
from various songs,
The ones that mean something to me, that I like
as in the ones with a deeper hidden meaning
because everything has a deeper hidden meaning,
Or at least it does with me.
I speculate too much.
Cody says I overanalyze. I say shut up.
:
Nobody knows which street to take
He took the easy way
What was the easy way?
as in I'm going to be posting random pieces of their lyrics,
from various songs,
The ones that mean something to me, that I like
as in the ones with a deeper hidden meaning
because everything has a deeper hidden meaning,
Or at least it does with me.
I speculate too much.
Cody says I overanalyze. I say shut up.
:
Nobody knows which street to take
He took the easy way
What was the easy way?
I'm sick, you're tired, let's dance
Cold as numbers but let's dance
As though it were easy for you to lead me
I could be passive gracefully
Dizzy when we talk so fast
Fields of numbers streaming past
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Where is the love?
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Who here is in line for a raise?
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Where is the love?
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Who put these bodies between us?
(P.S. These are not from the same song, or go together, or anything like that.)
We used to leave the blue lights on and there was a beat
Ever since you have been gone it's all caffeine-free
Faux punk fatigues
Said it all before
They try to kick it, their feet fall asleep
Get no harm done no
None of them want to fight me
Combat baby come back baby
Fight off the lethargy
Don't go quietly
Combat baby
Said you would never give up easy
Combat baby come back
How I miss your ranting
Do you miss my all time lows
Need less, use less
We're asking for too much I guess
Cause all we get is...
Dead disco
Dead funk
Dead rock and roll
I saw your face looked down tonight
I only hope that you're alright
I know you think its always you
Need some time alone, need some time alone
After tonight, another day
A chance to feel a different way
The sun is slowly changing sides
Still, sorrow in your eyes
Sorrow in your eyes
The obvious door opens nothing
Gave them our reactions, our explosions, all that was ours
For graphs of passion and charts of stars
Only know what I'm told
Fast asleep daydreaming
Start to push, break your own glass ceiling
Can't count, can't catch the pieces falling
How am I gonna know you're letting me down
You're gonna lose your arms, amputate plasticine
There's no knight in silver armor shining
How will you wear your leisure
Zipper back and front
On the fence together
Weekends in leather
That's entertainment
When the cameras roll
Can you face the pavement
For a happy dog and pony show
Everybody loves you baby
Of course they do
Leave the basement life
And not the landlord's wife.
Though we both see it coming
We don't run.
Let the silence settle in our bones.
You leave your eyes there for me to memorize.
I can see you happy in the shadows I despise.
Vertabrae by vertebrae
Roll your way out of a coma
Look up, the nurse is smiling
What luck, the nurse is me
Your old body is dead
Your body's dead, you're a word instead
In my sleep I repeat it
It's a good story
Her mouth is full of questions
Take your own meanings out of this, leave mine alone.
Monday, May 08, 2006
Double Argh With Knobs. II
READ THIS ONLY AFTER YOU HAVE READ DOUBLE ARGH WITH KNOBS ONE.
OR YOU'LL BE ALL CONFUSED
AND BE ALL "WELL FUCK THAT"
KAY THANKS.
Cont'd.
Emma: I can be graceful. 7.5
Kara: Well I am not a prostitute, geisha slut or whore and I am rated sexy and a half.
Alicia: I think not, slut.
Emma: If Kara's sexy and a half, I'm totally sexy plus three-quarters.
April 25/ 2006.
Alicia: we should write in romaji.
Emma: Lame.
Kara: Silly, Silly, Silly!
Alicia: It'd be a major time waster.
MAY 8th 2006! (Aaawww fuck here we go.)
Alicia: Alright, so, a story for y'all.
Kay, so last week, Logan's all "Hey, I shottie you for next sunday" and I'm all like " uh, sure" so he comes over yesterday and we go to the beach and we're like walking around the beach, and we sit down and watch this little kid (around 2 maybe?) fall into the ocean. Poor little wet kid. anyways we walk to another part of the beach, and he keeps hugging me and I'm all "yeah, whatever, he's just being more affectionate then usual" in my head (this is when lights should of gone off, the red ones) so anyways, we go down this path, where it's a cliff on either side, and a path about three feet wide in the middle, leading to a 6 foot wide path that leads to an island that's only and island when it's high tide (the path gets covered) so, we sit on this piece of driftwood, about 3-4 feet high and he puts his arm around me, which I squirmed out of. (Squirming out of means I took it with my hand, took it off of me, and placed it where it should of gone, which is on the log. but that didn't work, cause it turned into us holding hands, which I slid out of.) so then he stands up and we're talking, and I stand up and go "hey, look, I'm taller then you" because the rocks made me taller, so he softly like, pushed me back into sitting on the piece of driftwood. Then I noticed something in his hair, so I stood up to take it out, and he like, sat me down again, thinking I was going to talk about our height again, but I wasn't. So frustrated that I wouldn't be able to stand any time soon, and not caring enough to like, push him out of the way, and with the piece of driftwood in his hair (I had been throwing things at him earlier) I pulled him closer, took it out, and went to push him back into a far enough distance that I was comfortable with. That didn't happen. He just sorta stayed.
OR YOU'LL BE ALL CONFUSED
AND BE ALL "WELL FUCK THAT"
KAY THANKS.
Cont'd.
Emma: I can be graceful. 7.5
Kara: Well I am not a prostitute, geisha slut or whore and I am rated sexy and a half.
Alicia: I think not, slut.
Emma: If Kara's sexy and a half, I'm totally sexy plus three-quarters.
April 25/ 2006.
Alicia: we should write in romaji.
Emma: Lame.
Kara: Silly, Silly, Silly!
Alicia: It'd be a major time waster.
MAY 8th 2006! (Aaawww fuck here we go.)
Alicia: Alright, so, a story for y'all.
Kay, so last week, Logan's all "Hey, I shottie you for next sunday" and I'm all like " uh, sure" so he comes over yesterday and we go to the beach and we're like walking around the beach, and we sit down and watch this little kid (around 2 maybe?) fall into the ocean. Poor little wet kid. anyways we walk to another part of the beach, and he keeps hugging me and I'm all "yeah, whatever, he's just being more affectionate then usual" in my head (this is when lights should of gone off, the red ones) so anyways, we go down this path, where it's a cliff on either side, and a path about three feet wide in the middle, leading to a 6 foot wide path that leads to an island that's only and island when it's high tide (the path gets covered) so, we sit on this piece of driftwood, about 3-4 feet high and he puts his arm around me, which I squirmed out of. (Squirming out of means I took it with my hand, took it off of me, and placed it where it should of gone, which is on the log. but that didn't work, cause it turned into us holding hands, which I slid out of.) so then he stands up and we're talking, and I stand up and go "hey, look, I'm taller then you" because the rocks made me taller, so he softly like, pushed me back into sitting on the piece of driftwood. Then I noticed something in his hair, so I stood up to take it out, and he like, sat me down again, thinking I was going to talk about our height again, but I wasn't. So frustrated that I wouldn't be able to stand any time soon, and not caring enough to like, push him out of the way, and with the piece of driftwood in his hair (I had been throwing things at him earlier) I pulled him closer, took it out, and went to push him back into a far enough distance that I was comfortable with. That didn't happen. He just sorta stayed.
Double Argh With Knobs.
Cody, why the fuck couldn't you have saved me?
Eh, all's fair in the manwhore business I guess.
Emma and Alicia and Corey and Brooke and Aly and Kara all agree that Alicia is screwed.
This happened to Aly to, but apparently (says her) happened to me like, 10 times worse.
And Cass, can't stop laughing.
So, for your further enjoyment at my expense ... The Book, III.
Yeah, we started (I started) another one. Yay for me.
This is going to go slow, till I get to the topic I was rambling on about up more.
~~
Alicia: The third book! Really wish I'd saved the other two, and coulda published them and made a lot of money. Rule, to refresh, is must write in pen.
Emma: Definately. The book must be kept private!!!
Kara: Ok! I get it! I got it! Good!
Alicia: What, you planning on spilling something this year Emma?
Emma: No, but you might spill something for me. -_-
Kara: Alicia is planning to stab me with a dull pencil crayon! Help me!
Alicia: I said crayon! not pencil crayon. What am I spilling about you em? other then your undying love for Maltee?
Emma: If you're going to say that, you could at least spell his name right. M-U-L-T-E. There. Wait, I'm wrong. T_T
Kara: Well then... now that we have gotten that out of the way, what else is new?
Alicia: It's Malte, he said so. I like his writing.
Emma: Me too. Very...crisp. Foreign kids always write so neatly.
Kara: I think you guys need to get a life. ( I know... I know that does not mean much coming from me.)
Alicia: Rouven didn't have neat writing. He was from germany. But yeah, crisp, and bold and bare and sparse, very, .... distinctive writing.
Emma: Yep. Anyways, I think Kara's right Alicia we need to get a life. I mean for god's sake, we're talking about the way some guy writes!
Kara: Thank you voice of reason!
Alicia: Life? Not plural? So we're going to share it? I SHOTTIE IT ON THE WEEKENDS.
Emma: Lolz, Alicia, you're funny. No, we need to each get a life.
Kara: I hear that there is a 2 for 1 deal at the dollar store! We can all get a life and new personalities! Only $1.99!
Alicia: Kay, you get me one I like, and I'll blame it on you when my friends are all "Wtf happened?"
Emma: I'll just be like "wut"
Kara: Don't be ridiculous! I got my personality from the Dollar Store. And look at me! I'm great!
Alicia: LAME -_-
Emma: Agreed ;-_-
Kara: Hey! Shut up! I am cool .... ish.
Alicia: You just keep telling yourself that luv.
Emma: My mommy says I'm special T_T
Kara: Don't call me luv! or any other stupid pet names you can think of. you are just jealous of my coolness! =P
Alicia: My mommy says you're special too Em. And I'll call you whatever I like puddin' head. (a/n pudding head is an insult.)
Emma: Hey! That's my name for Kara!
Kara: Why do I have all these pet names?! (or insults whichever you prefer)
Alicia: It was an unsult. and fine, I'll call her puddin' brain, happy now?
Emma: Kay fine.
Kara: I hate you all!
Alicia: Aww but we love you.
Emma: Don't hate us Kara!
Kara: well I guess I don't hate you, just strongly dislike.
Alicia: Alright, fine. I had sushi for lunch <3 But I am not becoming a japanese prostitute Kara!
Emma: I think you should Alicia, you'd be good at it.
Kara:What about you emma? aren't you down with that?
Alicia: How would I be good at being graceful and talented? you expect so much!
Emma: A prostitute Alicia, not a geisha. Down with what kara?
Kara: Down with your mother? maybe, I don't know. So emma is a geisha? well if emma was a geisha I'd rate her a 7.
Alicia: Nah, she's a klutz. 6.5 NO PROSTITUTION FOR ALICIA
Eh, all's fair in the manwhore business I guess.
Emma and Alicia and Corey and Brooke and Aly and Kara all agree that Alicia is screwed.
This happened to Aly to, but apparently (says her) happened to me like, 10 times worse.
And Cass, can't stop laughing.
So, for your further enjoyment at my expense ... The Book, III.
Yeah, we started (I started) another one. Yay for me.
This is going to go slow, till I get to the topic I was rambling on about up more.
~~
Alicia: The third book! Really wish I'd saved the other two, and coulda published them and made a lot of money. Rule, to refresh, is must write in pen.
Emma: Definately. The book must be kept private!!!
Kara: Ok! I get it! I got it! Good!
Alicia: What, you planning on spilling something this year Emma?
Emma: No, but you might spill something for me. -_-
Kara: Alicia is planning to stab me with a dull pencil crayon! Help me!
Alicia: I said crayon! not pencil crayon. What am I spilling about you em? other then your undying love for Maltee?
Emma: If you're going to say that, you could at least spell his name right. M-U-L-T-E. There. Wait, I'm wrong. T_T
Kara: Well then... now that we have gotten that out of the way, what else is new?
Alicia: It's Malte, he said so. I like his writing.
Emma: Me too. Very...crisp. Foreign kids always write so neatly.
Kara: I think you guys need to get a life. ( I know... I know that does not mean much coming from me.)
Alicia: Rouven didn't have neat writing. He was from germany. But yeah, crisp, and bold and bare and sparse, very, .... distinctive writing.
Emma: Yep. Anyways, I think Kara's right Alicia we need to get a life. I mean for god's sake, we're talking about the way some guy writes!
Kara: Thank you voice of reason!
Alicia: Life? Not plural? So we're going to share it? I SHOTTIE IT ON THE WEEKENDS.
Emma: Lolz, Alicia, you're funny. No, we need to each get a life.
Kara: I hear that there is a 2 for 1 deal at the dollar store! We can all get a life and new personalities! Only $1.99!
Alicia: Kay, you get me one I like, and I'll blame it on you when my friends are all "Wtf happened?"
Emma: I'll just be like "wut"
Kara: Don't be ridiculous! I got my personality from the Dollar Store. And look at me! I'm great!
Alicia: LAME -_-
Emma: Agreed ;-_-
Kara: Hey! Shut up! I am cool .... ish.
Alicia: You just keep telling yourself that luv.
Emma: My mommy says I'm special T_T
Kara: Don't call me luv! or any other stupid pet names you can think of. you are just jealous of my coolness! =P
Alicia: My mommy says you're special too Em. And I'll call you whatever I like puddin' head. (a/n pudding head is an insult.)
Emma: Hey! That's my name for Kara!
Kara: Why do I have all these pet names?! (or insults whichever you prefer)
Alicia: It was an unsult. and fine, I'll call her puddin' brain, happy now?
Emma: Kay fine.
Kara: I hate you all!
Alicia: Aww but we love you.
Emma: Don't hate us Kara!
Kara: well I guess I don't hate you, just strongly dislike.
Alicia: Alright, fine. I had sushi for lunch <3 But I am not becoming a japanese prostitute Kara!
Emma: I think you should Alicia, you'd be good at it.
Kara:What about you emma? aren't you down with that?
Alicia: How would I be good at being graceful and talented? you expect so much!
Emma: A prostitute Alicia, not a geisha. Down with what kara?
Kara: Down with your mother? maybe, I don't know. So emma is a geisha? well if emma was a geisha I'd rate her a 7.
Alicia: Nah, she's a klutz. 6.5 NO PROSTITUTION FOR ALICIA
Thursday, May 04, 2006
So, I found something I wrote about highschool.
It's really crappy, but it made me laugh.
Score one for me.
I think it was some school assignment, asking us to define highschool.
Anywho, it was all,
"Highschool is a world all in it's own. It doesn't matter what classes you're taking, what you want to grow up to be, who you admire, or what any of your goals are. Your grades don't define you in the least, unless you're really smart or whatever, then you're looked down on. The only thing that really matters in highschool is who you know, what you know, and who you're dating. The most important person in highschool is the person that knows everything, that person that you tell everything to, because they're trusted. The person who knows the most is also the one most frequently surrounded by people begging to be told what's going on. The one's hoping to crack the vault of secrets, and find something they can use to their advantage. Of course though, the person who knows the most, never tells what they know."
Dun dun dunnnnnnn.... In a world where you can't hug friends of the opposite sex without dirty looks and degrading glares, the teenagers run the show.
Dun Dun Dunnnnnn...
Fo' sheezy.
It's really crappy, but it made me laugh.
Score one for me.
I think it was some school assignment, asking us to define highschool.
Anywho, it was all,
"Highschool is a world all in it's own. It doesn't matter what classes you're taking, what you want to grow up to be, who you admire, or what any of your goals are. Your grades don't define you in the least, unless you're really smart or whatever, then you're looked down on. The only thing that really matters in highschool is who you know, what you know, and who you're dating. The most important person in highschool is the person that knows everything, that person that you tell everything to, because they're trusted. The person who knows the most is also the one most frequently surrounded by people begging to be told what's going on. The one's hoping to crack the vault of secrets, and find something they can use to their advantage. Of course though, the person who knows the most, never tells what they know."
Dun dun dunnnnnnn.... In a world where you can't hug friends of the opposite sex without dirty looks and degrading glares, the teenagers run the show.
Dun Dun Dunnnnnn...
Fo' sheezy.
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