Sometimes I don't mind to think about you but I don't want to want you.
I've begged myself not to beg you because I wouldn't miss missing you.
I don't care to care about you, but I'd hate to hate you.
Aly, you didn't miss anything. I carted my family around all day.
I get George to myself tomorrow though.
ALSO, I got to see Permeling :D
We saw Avatar.
It was much better the first time.
I wonder why. <--dripping with sarcasm
argh.
goodnight.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
The Good, The Bad & The Incredibly Strange
I just love how I have the patience to blog, but nothing happens so as soon as I lose patience, everything happens.
Sweet.
ohboy. Astronaut just sent me a link. I'm about to get really distracted *moves mouse to link* ...NONONO DO NOT CLICK THE YOUTUBE LINK DO NOT CLICK THE YOUTUBE LINK MOLLY DO NOT CLICK THE FREAKING YOUTUBE LINK!! YARGH!
*sigh* defeat. here. it's so true.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MCjcMZ2g6r0&feature=channel
Astronaut is a great friend to have around, but sometimes the amount of nerdiness that accompanies conversation with him is unbearable. I really want to shoot him with stupid... I'm currently making plans with Rorito :D I'm reallyreally excited. We're going ice skating! WOO!
Anyways, back to what I got on here for. I think I'm going to start this out with something incredibly weird.
I just had cranberry juice for the first time since before Thanksgiving break ended, which was like...over a month ago. It's bizarre, and I'm not sure why, but I just haven't wanted it.
Here's where it gets more interesting than my drinking habits:
OOH. Speaking of which, red > white...even though my cranberry juice weirdness has nothing to do with that.
YEAH. SO. I didn't blog yesterday so I'll start there. I went with my family to church and had to acolyte at 10 which was uneventful except for the fact that they had me carry a cross for the first time ever and it kept wobbling and hitting things! AUGH! *fail* I came home afterwards and did pretty much nothing (I could get a master's degree in that by now.) until about 1:45. Benjamin had been planning a gathering at Starbucks for quite some time. As far as I was supposed to know, it was going to be me, Benjamin, his sister. We shall call her Michael xD only beacuse she was Michael Jackson for Halloween and I can't think of anything else at the moment. Also ummmMickey who is another sorta mutual friend was going to be there. Although Benjamin never explained why he had it planned so far in advance, I figured it out about a week ago. Needless to say, I wasn't too surprised when Benjamin walked in with Michael AND his girlfriend (We'll call herrr Robin) who is made of awesome. I was SO HAPPY to finally be able to meet her! She's a crazily crafty little genius, and she and Benjamin are an absolutely adorable couple, but they're like... whipped squared. Also, Robin was a little handsy to Benjamin which made me a little upset that Benjamin would allow it all 1) around me and 2) in public.
Oh well. That's not important right now.
After sitting around and talking and such for a while, we noticed a particularly odd-looking old(ish) man sitting about 5 tables away from us.
They all told me I should just go sit down over there with him.
*sigh* they should have known I actually would.
I'm kinda glad I did! We ended up talking for a good while about school, studying abroad, Europe* and other such topics. He actually works at Starbucks, but he recently quit his other job to be a writer (EPIC. WIN.) I could have talked to him for a whole heck of a lot longer than I did, but they all called me back over to the table where they were. When I sat back down and told them about my conversation with Mr. Notreallyacreeper, Benjamin suggested we go to CVS. Pharmacies are always fun with friends. Aly and I have been yelled at or kicked out of every single one around here, but that's not the point.
We looked at a bunch of cards and I took creeper pictures of Benjamin & Robin :] *proudofself* After a while, mothers began to arrive. Benjamin's mom came to get Benjamin & Robin & Michael, and then my mom showed up in George. Mickey's mom arrived soon thereafter. I'm convinced that mothers have this magical child sense because they all just KNOW when to show up.
Sadly, that was the most interesting part of my day yesterday.
TODAY was pretty exciting! (George = dad's/my car--yeah sharing a car for a while. It's going to be interesting.)
My mother FINALLY gave me permission to get my license (W00!) so this morning we called the DMV to make sure we had everything we needed to bring. Apparently we were missing some little insurance thing, so we went to get that from the Farm Bureau somethingoranother before going to the DMV where we only waited about 10 minutes. The test was incredibly easy which was a relief. I think everyone must have that moment where they hit a milestone like that and everything that goes through their head is something to the effect of "I'm the bomb!"and then they realize that a bazillion other people in the world have been here before them. That's a bit of a downer, but it's still exciting to do something like get your license.
All I wanted to do afterwards was go somewhere BY MYSELF. Unfortunately for me, mother dear had other plans. She made me cart her around for another couple of agonizingly mom-filled hours before having me go home so she could take my brother and his friend to the movies in George since dad had the other car at work. When we got home, I realized that she wasn't planning on leaving for another twenty minutes, so I paid Kangaroo a short visit (first time I drove by myself)! I got George when mom came back from dropping the boys off, too. I creeped Bingo & Crant...well I sorta creeped Crant. I had to give him one of Aly's business cards...which in all honesty was mostly for his madre who wasn't there at the time. I got to see his sister though which was a happy thing! The two of them had been watching LOTR which is a major win...except after being there for a few minutes, I started to feel awkward, (urgh.) so I left.
After leaving Crant's, I creeped Bingo. Aly, you would be proud to know that I let Shark in the house! {INFILTRATION!} He was eating soup which he had spilled down the front of his shirt xD it looked funny. I actually ended up talking to his mom quite a bit which was nice because she's highly entertaining. I even got to see embarassing photos of Bingo! :D
Inevitably, (because I was there) we wound up on the subject of Crant.
Crant, Mrs. Hebert says she doesn't like you, she's mad at you, she's going to hit you, and wants to know where you live. I find this rather amusing.
:)
My mom texted me a little while later though and I had to go home. I didn't do much other than that today except my brother and I went to pick something up from Grammy & Grandaddy's...and we got Chick-Fil-A on the way home.
Yep. That's my day.
Um. Aly took a train yesterday which had me unreasonably nervous because I started writing this story (which I should work on) in which one of the characters is taking a train from Paris to Frejus which ends up going for a swim at the bottom of a lake.
She's fine though. She met her host family & says that her sister is awesome and her brother is like MY brother which is rather unfortunate if you ask me.
Righto. So now I'm going to bed.
Goodnight :)
~Molly
*WE'RE GOING BACK TO HOLLAND THIS SUMMER & THIS YEAR WE'RE SPENDING A WEEK IN SCOTLAND POSSIBLY WITH ALY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*MAJOR EXCITEMENT*
Sweet.
ohboy. Astronaut just sent me a link. I'm about to get really distracted *moves mouse to link* ...NONONO DO NOT CLICK THE YOUTUBE LINK DO NOT CLICK THE YOUTUBE LINK MOLLY DO NOT CLICK THE FREAKING YOUTUBE LINK!! YARGH!
*sigh* defeat. here. it's so true.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MCjcMZ2g6r0&feature=channel
Astronaut is a great friend to have around, but sometimes the amount of nerdiness that accompanies conversation with him is unbearable. I really want to shoot him with stupid... I'm currently making plans with Rorito :D I'm reallyreally excited. We're going ice skating! WOO!
Anyways, back to what I got on here for. I think I'm going to start this out with something incredibly weird.
I just had cranberry juice for the first time since before Thanksgiving break ended, which was like...over a month ago. It's bizarre, and I'm not sure why, but I just haven't wanted it.
Here's where it gets more interesting than my drinking habits:
OOH. Speaking of which, red > white...even though my cranberry juice weirdness has nothing to do with that.
YEAH. SO. I didn't blog yesterday so I'll start there. I went with my family to church and had to acolyte at 10 which was uneventful except for the fact that they had me carry a cross for the first time ever and it kept wobbling and hitting things! AUGH! *fail* I came home afterwards and did pretty much nothing (I could get a master's degree in that by now.) until about 1:45. Benjamin had been planning a gathering at Starbucks for quite some time. As far as I was supposed to know, it was going to be me, Benjamin, his sister. We shall call her Michael xD only beacuse she was Michael Jackson for Halloween and I can't think of anything else at the moment. Also ummmMickey who is another sorta mutual friend was going to be there. Although Benjamin never explained why he had it planned so far in advance, I figured it out about a week ago. Needless to say, I wasn't too surprised when Benjamin walked in with Michael AND his girlfriend (We'll call herrr Robin) who is made of awesome. I was SO HAPPY to finally be able to meet her! She's a crazily crafty little genius, and she and Benjamin are an absolutely adorable couple, but they're like... whipped squared. Also, Robin was a little handsy to Benjamin which made me a little upset that Benjamin would allow it all 1) around me and 2) in public.
Oh well. That's not important right now.
After sitting around and talking and such for a while, we noticed a particularly odd-looking old(ish) man sitting about 5 tables away from us.
They all told me I should just go sit down over there with him.
*sigh* they should have known I actually would.
I'm kinda glad I did! We ended up talking for a good while about school, studying abroad, Europe* and other such topics. He actually works at Starbucks, but he recently quit his other job to be a writer (EPIC. WIN.) I could have talked to him for a whole heck of a lot longer than I did, but they all called me back over to the table where they were. When I sat back down and told them about my conversation with Mr. Notreallyacreeper, Benjamin suggested we go to CVS. Pharmacies are always fun with friends. Aly and I have been yelled at or kicked out of every single one around here, but that's not the point.
We looked at a bunch of cards and I took creeper pictures of Benjamin & Robin :] *proudofself* After a while, mothers began to arrive. Benjamin's mom came to get Benjamin & Robin & Michael, and then my mom showed up in George. Mickey's mom arrived soon thereafter. I'm convinced that mothers have this magical child sense because they all just KNOW when to show up.
Sadly, that was the most interesting part of my day yesterday.
TODAY was pretty exciting! (George = dad's/my car--yeah sharing a car for a while. It's going to be interesting.)
My mother FINALLY gave me permission to get my license (W00!) so this morning we called the DMV to make sure we had everything we needed to bring. Apparently we were missing some little insurance thing, so we went to get that from the Farm Bureau somethingoranother before going to the DMV where we only waited about 10 minutes. The test was incredibly easy which was a relief. I think everyone must have that moment where they hit a milestone like that and everything that goes through their head is something to the effect of "I'm the bomb!"and then they realize that a bazillion other people in the world have been here before them. That's a bit of a downer, but it's still exciting to do something like get your license.
All I wanted to do afterwards was go somewhere BY MYSELF. Unfortunately for me, mother dear had other plans. She made me cart her around for another couple of agonizingly mom-filled hours before having me go home so she could take my brother and his friend to the movies in George since dad had the other car at work. When we got home, I realized that she wasn't planning on leaving for another twenty minutes, so I paid Kangaroo a short visit (first time I drove by myself)! I got George when mom came back from dropping the boys off, too. I creeped Bingo & Crant...well I sorta creeped Crant. I had to give him one of Aly's business cards...which in all honesty was mostly for his madre who wasn't there at the time. I got to see his sister though which was a happy thing! The two of them had been watching LOTR which is a major win...except after being there for a few minutes, I started to feel awkward, (urgh.) so I left.
After leaving Crant's, I creeped Bingo. Aly, you would be proud to know that I let Shark in the house! {INFILTRATION!} He was eating soup which he had spilled down the front of his shirt xD it looked funny. I actually ended up talking to his mom quite a bit which was nice because she's highly entertaining. I even got to see embarassing photos of Bingo! :D
Inevitably, (because I was there) we wound up on the subject of Crant.
Crant, Mrs. Hebert says she doesn't like you, she's mad at you, she's going to hit you, and wants to know where you live. I find this rather amusing.
:)
My mom texted me a little while later though and I had to go home. I didn't do much other than that today except my brother and I went to pick something up from Grammy & Grandaddy's...and we got Chick-Fil-A on the way home.
Yep. That's my day.
Um. Aly took a train yesterday which had me unreasonably nervous because I started writing this story (which I should work on) in which one of the characters is taking a train from Paris to Frejus which ends up going for a swim at the bottom of a lake.
She's fine though. She met her host family & says that her sister is awesome and her brother is like MY brother which is rather unfortunate if you ask me.
Righto. So now I'm going to bed.
Goodnight :)
~Molly
*WE'RE GOING BACK TO HOLLAND THIS SUMMER & THIS YEAR WE'RE SPENDING A WEEK IN SCOTLAND POSSIBLY WITH ALY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*MAJOR EXCITEMENT*
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Quotessssss
I'm going to have to blog again later, but for now I want to share some (a lot of awesome) quotes :]
"Free to good home. Answers to "snowflake" or "snow". Great with kids. Responds well to shovels and snow blowers. Can be picked up in my driveway."
"Have you ever noticed the Krusty Krab is in Bikini Bottom. that can't be a coincidence, can it?"
"Single, and has decided due to the weather change that it's time to have a boyfriend to keep me warm...oh no wait I found my electric blanket - Never mind!"
"Its amazing how God can bring that one person into your life that has the ability to make you smile even when you think its impossible to do."
"A great friend is someone who makes your problems their problems just so you don't have to go through them alone."
"If a canoe tips over in your front yard and all four wheels fall off. How long would it take a monkey with a wooden leg to kick all the seeds out of a pickle?"
"Before we work on artificial intelligence why don't we do something about natural stupidity?"
" Dance in your underwear, Run through the sprinklers, Act weird with your best friend, And just be crazy cause life is too short to be normal."
"Never pass a chance to say "I love you," to the people you care about because we aren't promised tomorrow."
"Have you Ever Noticed That after Mon and Tues. even the calendar says W T F?!"
"Shot my first turkey yesterday. . scared the shit out of everyone in the frozen food section... It was awesome!"
"Life was so much easier when we all thought everyone had cooties & and the only drama was fighting over our crayons.."
"Those who judge you from your past are not worth letting into your future."
"What if you're naughty, but you put 'a lump of coal' on your Christmas list? What's Santa going to do then? Huh?"
"I just rescued a beer that was trapped in the fridge!"
"You can't fix stupid, Not even with duct tape!"
"The purple monkeys are out to get me...I swear they are. They have teamed up the the sock eating garden gnomes...they are trying to invade my bubble wrap fort."
"Do not walk behind me for I may not lead, don't walk in front of me for I may not follow, but walk beside me so I am not alone."
"Every new years eve i stay up until midnight to see the new year in.. this year i will be staying up just to make sure the old year leaves!!"
"I will never be perfect, but I will always be unique."
"Real love is NOT finding someone who thinks you're perfect, It's finding someone who knows your imperfections and loves you for them"
"Live your life for Christ and try your best as a Christian and do not let the opinion of others effect your life, because the only one who can judge you is God."
"I'm not fully functional in the morning until after I've had me first cup of coffee...who am I kidding? I'm not even functional after that."
"Friday has Entered the Building! Everyone, BUTT DANCE!! (_/_)(_l_)(_\_)(_l_)(_/_)(_l_)(_\_) Bow Chica Bow Wow!"
"Next time someone says paper beats rock, I'll throw rocks at them, and see how the use of paper for protection works out for them."
"It's funny how when Im loud, people tell me to be quiet, but when Im quiet, people ask me whats wrong with me."
"Live boldly, Take risks, and Make somebody say "What the HELL was that all about!?"
"Once you've been hurt, it is so hard to get attached again. The fear that it will happen again is what builds the walls around your heart."
"If looking back hurts you and looking forward scares you, then look beside you, because I'll always be waiting there for you when you need a friend."
"When I accomplish my goals, I want to look back at all the people who doubted me and say, "Thank you, for allowing me to prove you wrong."
"Men in their 20s play football, men in their 30s play tennis, men in their 40s play golf... ever notice how the older they get the smaller their balls?"
"It's impossible to change people, no matter how much we love or care for them. Some times all we can do is let go."
"Every night i pick up around the house and in the morning the kids trash it, so tonight I'm going to trash the house and see if they pick it up in the morning."
"Sometimes dreams are the only thing keeping you holding onto that one last bit of hope and happiness, making you think there's a light at the end of the tunnel."
"I noticed that the "lol" symbol looks like a drowning guy, and all you see is his head and arms sticking out of the water. I bet he's not laughing out loud ."
"I just checked my outdoor thermometer and it said 'Get the f*** in the house!'"
"You gotta take some chances, you gotta risk losing it all, you gotta close your eyes and leap because it might be worth the fall."
"I am happily swimming with the unicorns in the cotton candy sky and then i am gonna dance with the blue bananas on the purple monkey boat."
"There are only 4 stages in life...You BELIEVE in Santa, you DON'T believe in Santa, you ARE Santa, and you LOOK like Santa! Which stage are you in?"
"It's a fact of life...people are going to hurt you. You decide who gets a second chance. Choose wisely!"
"I had a long talk with myself . . . it did not end well."
"Sometimes, you really just don't know what to say. Because, what you really want to say; is something that you just cannot say."
"FREE--FREE--FREE Extra snow available in my driveway, you shovel."
"I don't know where I stand with you and I don't know what I mean to you. All I do know is every time I think of you all I want is to be with you..."
"I don't build a wall around myself to block those I love out, but to see who loves me enough to climb over it."
"People can be divided into three groups: Those who make things happen, those who watch things happen, and those who wonder what happened."
"You make it difficult to maintain my "never murdered anyone" streak."
"I heard that You Tube, twitter and facebook are all to merge, it will be know as YouTwitFace.com"
"There are four things you can't recover: the stone after it's thrown, the words after they're spoken, the occasion after it's missed, & the time after it's gone."
"Sometimes those things that scare us the most are also the ones that have the potential to make us the happiest."
"Dear God, I know you wouldn't give me anything I couldn't handle, but right now, I wish you didn't trust me so much..."
"My halo is being polished at the moment so I'm stuck with these stupid red horns and silly pointed tail"
"It has been a rough year for Santa. The north Pole is in foreclosure, the sleigh was repossessed and Rudolph has H1N1."
"I'm going outside to have a talk with old man winter & Jack Frost. I plan kicking them in the snowballs if this weather issue can't be resolved to my liking."
"Free to good home. Answers to "snowflake" or "snow". Great with kids. Responds well to shovels and snow blowers. Can be picked up in my driveway."
"Have you ever noticed the Krusty Krab is in Bikini Bottom. that can't be a coincidence, can it?"
"Single, and has decided due to the weather change that it's time to have a boyfriend to keep me warm...oh no wait I found my electric blanket - Never mind!"
"Its amazing how God can bring that one person into your life that has the ability to make you smile even when you think its impossible to do."
"A great friend is someone who makes your problems their problems just so you don't have to go through them alone."
"If a canoe tips over in your front yard and all four wheels fall off. How long would it take a monkey with a wooden leg to kick all the seeds out of a pickle?"
"Before we work on artificial intelligence why don't we do something about natural stupidity?"
" Dance in your underwear, Run through the sprinklers, Act weird with your best friend, And just be crazy cause life is too short to be normal."
"Never pass a chance to say "I love you," to the people you care about because we aren't promised tomorrow."
"Have you Ever Noticed That after Mon and Tues. even the calendar says W T F?!"
"Shot my first turkey yesterday. . scared the shit out of everyone in the frozen food section... It was awesome!"
"Life was so much easier when we all thought everyone had cooties & and the only drama was fighting over our crayons.."
"Those who judge you from your past are not worth letting into your future."
"What if you're naughty, but you put 'a lump of coal' on your Christmas list? What's Santa going to do then? Huh?"
"I just rescued a beer that was trapped in the fridge!"
"You can't fix stupid, Not even with duct tape!"
"The purple monkeys are out to get me...I swear they are. They have teamed up the the sock eating garden gnomes...they are trying to invade my bubble wrap fort."
"Do not walk behind me for I may not lead, don't walk in front of me for I may not follow, but walk beside me so I am not alone."
"Every new years eve i stay up until midnight to see the new year in.. this year i will be staying up just to make sure the old year leaves!!"
"I will never be perfect, but I will always be unique."
"Real love is NOT finding someone who thinks you're perfect, It's finding someone who knows your imperfections and loves you for them"
"Live your life for Christ and try your best as a Christian and do not let the opinion of others effect your life, because the only one who can judge you is God."
"I'm not fully functional in the morning until after I've had me first cup of coffee...who am I kidding? I'm not even functional after that."
"Friday has Entered the Building! Everyone, BUTT DANCE!! (_/_)(_l_)(_\_)(_l_)(_/_)(_l_)(_\_) Bow Chica Bow Wow!"
"Next time someone says paper beats rock, I'll throw rocks at them, and see how the use of paper for protection works out for them."
"It's funny how when Im loud, people tell me to be quiet, but when Im quiet, people ask me whats wrong with me."
"Live boldly, Take risks, and Make somebody say "What the HELL was that all about!?"
"Once you've been hurt, it is so hard to get attached again. The fear that it will happen again is what builds the walls around your heart."
"If looking back hurts you and looking forward scares you, then look beside you, because I'll always be waiting there for you when you need a friend."
"When I accomplish my goals, I want to look back at all the people who doubted me and say, "Thank you, for allowing me to prove you wrong."
"Men in their 20s play football, men in their 30s play tennis, men in their 40s play golf... ever notice how the older they get the smaller their balls?"
"It's impossible to change people, no matter how much we love or care for them. Some times all we can do is let go."
"Every night i pick up around the house and in the morning the kids trash it, so tonight I'm going to trash the house and see if they pick it up in the morning."
"Sometimes dreams are the only thing keeping you holding onto that one last bit of hope and happiness, making you think there's a light at the end of the tunnel."
"I noticed that the "lol" symbol looks like a drowning guy, and all you see is his head and arms sticking out of the water. I bet he's not laughing out loud ."
"I just checked my outdoor thermometer and it said 'Get the f*** in the house!'"
"You gotta take some chances, you gotta risk losing it all, you gotta close your eyes and leap because it might be worth the fall."
"I am happily swimming with the unicorns in the cotton candy sky and then i am gonna dance with the blue bananas on the purple monkey boat."
"There are only 4 stages in life...You BELIEVE in Santa, you DON'T believe in Santa, you ARE Santa, and you LOOK like Santa! Which stage are you in?"
"It's a fact of life...people are going to hurt you. You decide who gets a second chance. Choose wisely!"
"I had a long talk with myself . . . it did not end well."
"Sometimes, you really just don't know what to say. Because, what you really want to say; is something that you just cannot say."
"FREE--FREE--FREE Extra snow available in my driveway, you shovel."
"I don't know where I stand with you and I don't know what I mean to you. All I do know is every time I think of you all I want is to be with you..."
"I don't build a wall around myself to block those I love out, but to see who loves me enough to climb over it."
"People can be divided into three groups: Those who make things happen, those who watch things happen, and those who wonder what happened."
"You make it difficult to maintain my "never murdered anyone" streak."
"I heard that You Tube, twitter and facebook are all to merge, it will be know as YouTwitFace.com"
"There are four things you can't recover: the stone after it's thrown, the words after they're spoken, the occasion after it's missed, & the time after it's gone."
"Sometimes those things that scare us the most are also the ones that have the potential to make us the happiest."
"Dear God, I know you wouldn't give me anything I couldn't handle, but right now, I wish you didn't trust me so much..."
"My halo is being polished at the moment so I'm stuck with these stupid red horns and silly pointed tail"
"It has been a rough year for Santa. The north Pole is in foreclosure, the sleigh was repossessed and Rudolph has H1N1."
"I'm going outside to have a talk with old man winter & Jack Frost. I plan kicking them in the snowballs if this weather issue can't be resolved to my liking."
Friday, December 25, 2009
Christmasness kinda
MERRY CHRISTMAS, INTERWEBZ!
Aly, you didn't miss anything here. I've done absolutely nothing interesting in the past couple days. No joke. I didn't even get out of my pajamas today.
OOH but yesterday we went to church and Benjamin's family NEVER goes anymore and he wanted to go so we took him with us and I drove and he feared for his life except then he didn't and he's still afraid of your driving which I find amusing but I'm sure you don't so...oh well. runonsentencew00t! I can't type any more here tonight. I gotta talk to you.
Aly, you didn't miss anything here. I've done absolutely nothing interesting in the past couple days. No joke. I didn't even get out of my pajamas today.
OOH but yesterday we went to church and Benjamin's family NEVER goes anymore and he wanted to go so we took him with us and I drove and he feared for his life except then he didn't and he's still afraid of your driving which I find amusing but I'm sure you don't so...oh well. runonsentencew00t! I can't type any more here tonight. I gotta talk to you.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
"No Rest for the Reary"
Quote by mom xD yay tonguetiedness
There's no way I'm going to be sleeping soon. I still have stuff to say so I'm going to try to make it kinda quick so maybe I can actually go to bed.
1) Thanks to Benjamin for always being there for me. You're one of the best friends anyone could ask for.
2) I didn't explain anything that's going on in my life in my last post.
*-Crant broke up with me. I still don't know why. I don't think he knows either.
-Coach Wow has to take classes. Sadly, she can't miss 3 days a week of practice & still coach.
-HOPEFULLY SHE'LL BE BACK NEXT YEAR! We all love her and will miss her terribly.
-Aly has gone to France for the next 6 months to study abroad. We miss her too.
3) I'm so tired of crying I could vomit.
4) Keep your friends close. Screw your enemies. (not literally)
I think that's all.
GOODNIGHT!
~Molly
*Correction: He knows. I do too now...oy.
There's no way I'm going to be sleeping soon. I still have stuff to say so I'm going to try to make it kinda quick so maybe I can actually go to bed.
1) Thanks to Benjamin for always being there for me. You're one of the best friends anyone could ask for.
2) I didn't explain anything that's going on in my life in my last post.
*-Crant broke up with me. I still don't know why. I don't think he knows either.
-Coach Wow has to take classes. Sadly, she can't miss 3 days a week of practice & still coach.
-HOPEFULLY SHE'LL BE BACK NEXT YEAR! We all love her and will miss her terribly.
-Aly has gone to France for the next 6 months to study abroad. We miss her too.
3) I'm so tired of crying I could vomit.
4) Keep your friends close. Screw your enemies. (not literally)
I think that's all.
GOODNIGHT!
~Molly
*Correction: He knows. I do too now...oy.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Day 1-Aly
Hiya! Tis Molly, the half in the USA. I'm pretty sure Aly won't be using this blog for a while so it's my precious for the next 6 months.
Aly will be blogging here --> http://alyenfrance.blogspot.com/ -check it out! It's where her French adventures will be documented.
I hate to admit it, but as depressing as it is right now, I guess it'll turn out to be a good thing. It means I'll have to be me, and she'll have to be her. We'll have to find ourselves rather than hiding behind one another when we don't know who we are.
Aly and I have always identified with each other. It's just the way we are, and it has been that way since 7th grade, and that's fine...at least I used to think so.
But see, when the person you've spent 4 years identifying yourself with leaves the country for an extended period of time, it's not. And right now it just flat out sucks because my best friend is gone and everyone else keeps telling me, "You can email, right? You can skype. You can contact her via facebook. It's no big deal."
Frick being positive (at least for now). It's just not the same.
It is too a big deal. I know it'll get better. I've been hearing that for the past 3 weeks. I heard it a million times after the breakup, a million more when the greatest coach in the universe came to practice for the last time in a long time *hoping and praying it wasn't the last time* and a million MORE when my best friend took off to France for the next six months. The best part is that this has all happened in the past 3 weeks...acceptance sucks.
I need my friends. I need their ears and shoulders and supremelymassivegiganticbearhugs because I'm hurting.
But anyways,
day 1 -Aly was interesting.
I was actually dreaming last night (night before last since it's about 12:30am on Christmas eve now) that I had the worst headache of my life & i kept waking up & realizing that I really did have a terrible headache & going back to sleep. Despite the fact that I meant to go to track which started at 10, I slept through my alarm and woke up at 10 & realized that my head hurt like crazy. I would have stayed in bed, but I was meeting an old friend from chorus who graduated last year at Starbucks at about 11. We had been trying to get together since last Friday and I missed her a lot, so it was awesome to get to see her, although it probably would have been more fun if I didn't have a headache or feel dizzy or just flat out crappy. It's okay though because it was totally worth getting out of bed to see her for the first time in a very long time.
After catching up for about an hour, I went home and walked my dogs with my brother. It snowed recently & there are still big ice patches on the trail which have been so frozen, they hold my (rather plump) brother. Needless to say, we spent a lot of time down there. When we came back I did nothing interesting. I cleaned my room and wrapped a present while feeling pretty terrible. woohoo headaches + hiccups.
At about 2:30, Kangaroo & I headed to Bingo's. He wasn't there when we got there, so we snuck into the basement and messed around on his computer until he got there. (We're ninjas.) When he finally arrived, we snacked on some yummy stuff his madre made which was a little scary considering what happened last time I ate something she gave me. We then headed back downstairs to watch Jingle all the Way, There's Something About Mary, & Four Christmases.
We had lots of fun, copied lots of quotes, ate lots of pizza and laughed our heads off. We even ended it all with an epic pillow fight. I accidentally kicked Matt in a place that no male wants to be kicked, and hit him in the throat with a pillow...oops. I guess it was payback for hitting me on the head which felt AWESOME because I've had a headache all day.
OK I'm going to throw this in here-the bathroom is right next to my room and the toilet keeps making weird noises and it sounds like a freaking dragon and it's making me wish I could be a Blufrican and life in Smurf Space Africa (some people understand this. Go see Avatar. Now.)
Overall I'd have to say the day wasn't bad. However, emotions all seem to be magnified at night so when I read Aly's blog, I kinda wanted to bang my head on the desk a few bazillion times.
Here are some amazing quotes from earlier that I don't want to forget:
oh and I'm not going to explain them because they're more fun without explanations...
"If the dog catches on fire, I might pee myself." (the dog caught on fire RIGHT after this was said...but nobody peed so it was okay)
"What happpened?" "THE DOG CAUGHT ON FIRE! *hysterical laughter*"
"I'm really glad he's on top of me."
"It's TURBO TIME!"
"Did you make my hole bigger?"
"ADD IT TO THE LIST!"
"I've been practicing on Aly"
"Arnold Schwarzenegger was in that movie?"
yepyep. So I'm going to bed now because it's about 1:30 and I have a busy day tomorrow!
Goodnight & Merry Christmas!
~Molly
Aly will be blogging here --> http://alyenfrance.blogspot.com/ -check it out! It's where her French adventures will be documented.
I hate to admit it, but as depressing as it is right now, I guess it'll turn out to be a good thing. It means I'll have to be me, and she'll have to be her. We'll have to find ourselves rather than hiding behind one another when we don't know who we are.
Aly and I have always identified with each other. It's just the way we are, and it has been that way since 7th grade, and that's fine...at least I used to think so.
But see, when the person you've spent 4 years identifying yourself with leaves the country for an extended period of time, it's not. And right now it just flat out sucks because my best friend is gone and everyone else keeps telling me, "You can email, right? You can skype. You can contact her via facebook. It's no big deal."
Frick being positive (at least for now). It's just not the same.
It is too a big deal. I know it'll get better. I've been hearing that for the past 3 weeks. I heard it a million times after the breakup, a million more when the greatest coach in the universe came to practice for the last time in a long time *hoping and praying it wasn't the last time* and a million MORE when my best friend took off to France for the next six months. The best part is that this has all happened in the past 3 weeks...acceptance sucks.
I need my friends. I need their ears and shoulders and supremelymassivegiganticbearhugs because I'm hurting.
But anyways,
day 1 -Aly was interesting.
I was actually dreaming last night (night before last since it's about 12:30am on Christmas eve now) that I had the worst headache of my life & i kept waking up & realizing that I really did have a terrible headache & going back to sleep. Despite the fact that I meant to go to track which started at 10, I slept through my alarm and woke up at 10 & realized that my head hurt like crazy. I would have stayed in bed, but I was meeting an old friend from chorus who graduated last year at Starbucks at about 11. We had been trying to get together since last Friday and I missed her a lot, so it was awesome to get to see her, although it probably would have been more fun if I didn't have a headache or feel dizzy or just flat out crappy. It's okay though because it was totally worth getting out of bed to see her for the first time in a very long time.
After catching up for about an hour, I went home and walked my dogs with my brother. It snowed recently & there are still big ice patches on the trail which have been so frozen, they hold my (rather plump) brother. Needless to say, we spent a lot of time down there. When we came back I did nothing interesting. I cleaned my room and wrapped a present while feeling pretty terrible. woohoo headaches + hiccups.
At about 2:30, Kangaroo & I headed to Bingo's. He wasn't there when we got there, so we snuck into the basement and messed around on his computer until he got there. (We're ninjas.) When he finally arrived, we snacked on some yummy stuff his madre made which was a little scary considering what happened last time I ate something she gave me. We then headed back downstairs to watch Jingle all the Way, There's Something About Mary, & Four Christmases.
We had lots of fun, copied lots of quotes, ate lots of pizza and laughed our heads off. We even ended it all with an epic pillow fight. I accidentally kicked Matt in a place that no male wants to be kicked, and hit him in the throat with a pillow...oops. I guess it was payback for hitting me on the head which felt AWESOME because I've had a headache all day.
OK I'm going to throw this in here-the bathroom is right next to my room and the toilet keeps making weird noises and it sounds like a freaking dragon and it's making me wish I could be a Blufrican and life in Smurf Space Africa (some people understand this. Go see Avatar. Now.)
Overall I'd have to say the day wasn't bad. However, emotions all seem to be magnified at night so when I read Aly's blog, I kinda wanted to bang my head on the desk a few bazillion times.
Here are some amazing quotes from earlier that I don't want to forget:
oh and I'm not going to explain them because they're more fun without explanations...
"If the dog catches on fire, I might pee myself." (the dog caught on fire RIGHT after this was said...but nobody peed so it was okay)
"What happpened?" "THE DOG CAUGHT ON FIRE! *hysterical laughter*"
"I'm really glad he's on top of me."
"It's TURBO TIME!"
"Did you make my hole bigger?"
"ADD IT TO THE LIST!"
"I've been practicing on Aly"
"Arnold Schwarzenegger was in that movie?"
yepyep. So I'm going to bed now because it's about 1:30 and I have a busy day tomorrow!
Goodnight & Merry Christmas!
~Molly
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Monday = EUGH
GUESS WHAT! It has been 4,567,876,543,456,789,876,345,678,012,435,984 years since either of us have blogged.
That's sad...especially since the cause of the lack of bloggedness is just life. But anyways, my apologies.
SO starting with today (or yesterday since it's about 1am)
Yesterday was Monday. Mondays around here have been pretty yucktastic lately. The weather has been dreary (which tends to put people in sulky/grumpy/altogether awful moods) and the schoolwork has been piled on. In fact, both of us were up till around 3:00am a week or 2 ago doing homework which is a killer of valuable sleep time. Homework is a waste of paper, time, and effort that gets "checked" by certain teachers at the WORST possible times which facilitates the doom of many otherwise good grades. Teachers simply don't understand that if they expect us to do well in their classes, they have to give us time to rest and recover from the day's crammage of information into our minds. JEEZ.
There wasn't anything particularly bad about today...except...the weather, the ALMOST getting to skip school and then not being able to, the being late to dr. g's class of evil after running out the door without brekkie & forgetting to print off english homework, remembering that I have a big butt paper due next week along with having to read a book by next Monday and do a bunch of busywork Precis things, the fact that I forgot to go finish my APES test during 2nd lunch, the fact that I did a bunch of terms for APUSH that my teacher never checked even though he said he was going to, the boredom in Spanish (which is very rare) and the running with all superfast people for half an hour...oh and messing up my solo in chorus :[ Mrs. BT gave me a hard time about...existing.
I don't think anyone had a good Monday yesterday.
...so much for putting something positive in here. Sorry guys...
Yeahso I'm exhausted and I keep almost falling asleep typing which I'm sure would be interesting but I really want to go to bed so goodnightynightnight!
That's sad...especially since the cause of the lack of bloggedness is just life. But anyways, my apologies.
SO starting with today (or yesterday since it's about 1am)
Yesterday was Monday. Mondays around here have been pretty yucktastic lately. The weather has been dreary (which tends to put people in sulky/grumpy/altogether awful moods) and the schoolwork has been piled on. In fact, both of us were up till around 3:00am a week or 2 ago doing homework which is a killer of valuable sleep time. Homework is a waste of paper, time, and effort that gets "checked" by certain teachers at the WORST possible times which facilitates the doom of many otherwise good grades. Teachers simply don't understand that if they expect us to do well in their classes, they have to give us time to rest and recover from the day's crammage of information into our minds. JEEZ.
There wasn't anything particularly bad about today...except...the weather, the ALMOST getting to skip school and then not being able to, the being late to dr. g's class of evil after running out the door without brekkie & forgetting to print off english homework, remembering that I have a big butt paper due next week along with having to read a book by next Monday and do a bunch of busywork Precis things, the fact that I forgot to go finish my APES test during 2nd lunch, the fact that I did a bunch of terms for APUSH that my teacher never checked even though he said he was going to, the boredom in Spanish (which is very rare) and the running with all superfast people for half an hour...oh and messing up my solo in chorus :[ Mrs. BT gave me a hard time about...existing.
I don't think anyone had a good Monday yesterday.
...so much for putting something positive in here. Sorry guys...
Yeahso I'm exhausted and I keep almost falling asleep typing which I'm sure would be interesting but I really want to go to bed so goodnightynightnight!
Monday, July 20, 2009
It Was a Very MAlly Day
Hihi!
Okay, so:
MANY APOLOGIES! to anybody who reads this for our neglect. We're very sorry. [I have the authority to speak for both of us.]
Molly has had a FANTAFREAKINGMAZING summer, but I doubt she'll write about it all here because she's a lazy bum. I wouldn't either, if I were her, so that's okay.
I haven't blogged out of... well, lack of anything to share on here. I have, however, been writing LOTS on my tumblr, so go check it out! [link in the sidebar]
SUMMER... in as few words as possible.
AWFUL! Summer school. Failed math. Passed French, barely. Dad got a job, moved away. I was basically anorexic for a month, and got less than 4 hours of sleep every night for that same month. It wasn't pleasant.
There's a few other things, but insignificant.
SO, now it's my "summer", although summer is really "over" for most people.
LUCKILY, that means Molly is home and so am I, and we FINALLY GOT A MAlly DAY!!!!!!!
Of course this deserves a blog post, after a very prolonged absence!
[Molly gave the layout a thumbs up, so we're keeping it. I don't want to have to spend forever messing with it again, so it may be here to stay. Hope you don't mind?]
And that MAlly day... was a very long time ago, so now I won't talk about it.
Ha, I FAIL!
What happened was we went to our friend Reharrison's house, intending to have him answer the VERY DIFFICULT QUESTION of which one of us is Smarter, and he avoided it. So, we refused to leave, and ended up staying long enough to watch "Epic Movie". It is a TERRIBLE movie, and you shouldn't watch it, but that was the 2nd time Molly and I have seen it. It was made amusing by our comments, and Reharrison didn't seem to think it was that bad. (He was watching our reactions and laughing at us the whole time.)
He walked us back to Molly's house, and we danced up and down the streets. Twas fun.
Anyway, I have to go do homework now because it's the school year!
I was going to post some quotes, but I forget them. Sorry... They were epic and inappropriate and hysterical. Disappointing, I know.
Muchos amour, if you're still reading this (WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! Just kidding. -love-)
-Aly
Okay, so:
MANY APOLOGIES! to anybody who reads this for our neglect. We're very sorry. [I have the authority to speak for both of us.]
Molly has had a FANTAFREAKINGMAZING summer, but I doubt she'll write about it all here because she's a lazy bum. I wouldn't either, if I were her, so that's okay.
I haven't blogged out of... well, lack of anything to share on here. I have, however, been writing LOTS on my tumblr, so go check it out! [link in the sidebar]
SUMMER... in as few words as possible.
AWFUL! Summer school. Failed math. Passed French, barely. Dad got a job, moved away. I was basically anorexic for a month, and got less than 4 hours of sleep every night for that same month. It wasn't pleasant.
There's a few other things, but insignificant.
SO, now it's my "summer", although summer is really "over" for most people.
LUCKILY, that means Molly is home and so am I, and we FINALLY GOT A MAlly DAY!!!!!!!
Of course this deserves a blog post, after a very prolonged absence!
[Molly gave the layout a thumbs up, so we're keeping it. I don't want to have to spend forever messing with it again, so it may be here to stay. Hope you don't mind?]
And that MAlly day... was a very long time ago, so now I won't talk about it.
Ha, I FAIL!
What happened was we went to our friend Reharrison's house, intending to have him answer the VERY DIFFICULT QUESTION of which one of us is Smarter, and he avoided it. So, we refused to leave, and ended up staying long enough to watch "Epic Movie". It is a TERRIBLE movie, and you shouldn't watch it, but that was the 2nd time Molly and I have seen it. It was made amusing by our comments, and Reharrison didn't seem to think it was that bad. (He was watching our reactions and laughing at us the whole time.)
He walked us back to Molly's house, and we danced up and down the streets. Twas fun.
Anyway, I have to go do homework now because it's the school year!
I was going to post some quotes, but I forget them. Sorry... They were epic and inappropriate and hysterical. Disappointing, I know.
Muchos amour, if you're still reading this (WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! Just kidding. -love-)
-Aly
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Re-definition
Hello!
Cromy-Crom (the other XC coach) is back from vacation now. He's a bit concerned about me; not because I missed 8:30 practice yesterday, but my (explanation of) why.
You see, what happened was... I fell asleep at 6:45, which isn't a weird time for me to be going to sleep these days. I got up at 9.
Upon hearing this, he got That Look... the one of "fatherly concern". He drilled me about possible reasons why, which I sheepishly answered, promising to go to bed earlier. Not like it would help.
Anyway, I got more sleep last night, due to the fact that I went to bed earlier, when I felt sickly. I slept until noon today, putting me at a good 8-ish hours of sleep if you factor in my hour-long siesta.
While I was running today, I was thinking about the term "rebonjour". I learned this word when I read Words in a French Life by Kristin Espinasse, a book my dad had found at the used bookstore a few months ago and purchased.
Cromy-Crom (the other XC coach) is back from vacation now. He's a bit concerned about me; not because I missed 8:30 practice yesterday, but my (explanation of) why.
You see, what happened was... I fell asleep at 6:45, which isn't a weird time for me to be going to sleep these days. I got up at 9.
Upon hearing this, he got That Look... the one of "fatherly concern". He drilled me about possible reasons why, which I sheepishly answered, promising to go to bed earlier. Not like it would help.
Anyway, I got more sleep last night, due to the fact that I went to bed earlier, when I felt sickly. I slept until noon today, putting me at a good 8-ish hours of sleep if you factor in my hour-long siesta.
While I was running today, I was thinking about the term "rebonjour". I learned this word when I read Words in a French Life by Kristin Espinasse, a book my dad had found at the used bookstore a few months ago and purchased.
In France, if you want to seem even more odd to the French, just say "Hello" one time too many. Les Français don't understand the Anglophone affinity for repeating "Hello" at another point in a twenty-four-hour time frame. The French say "Bonjour" once-- point final.
That said, the Frenchies have come up with a way to regree one another, using the ultrapopular term rebonjour.
~From Words in a French Life, pg 236
That said, the Frenchies have come up with a way to regree one another, using the ultrapopular term rebonjour.
~From Words in a French Life, pg 236
I was thinking about it because while Mixtape and I ran our four miles in the woods behind the college near the Gardens, we kept seeing this couple running with their unleashed dogs. I smiled and said "Hello!', and they apologized for their happy pups running up to us and excitedly greeting these sweaty barely-clothed high schoolers, and smiled and waved as they continued their own run. We saw them again a few miles later, and I greeted them, laughing, saying "Hello again!" They replied "Hiya!" and kept running. I wasn't feeling relating to French at that point, but now it strikes me; rebonjour.
Hello again.
Now that I think about it, we say "Hello again" to a lot of things. For many people, each day is a "hello again". As in, "hello again, world!", and then they do the same things they have already done.
I am one of these people right now, with the exception of Random Adventures. My life is in a "hello again" stage right now. I don't like it. I'm prone to periods of Urge-to-Flee, where I can't sit still, can't focus, and generally just want to elsewhere, doing something else with my time. I'm not unhappy with my life, per se, but I'm not entirely content with it, either.
This prompts me to ask: why not change?
When there's an issue in your life, something you aren't satisfied with; why not change it? Change your perspective. Change your interactions with people. Change your relationships. Change your activities. Change your focus, your priorities, your use of your time. It's better than saying "hello again" to whatever it is in your life that isn't giving you a fresh new day, EVERY day.
Elphaba is a brilliant person. She notices things about people and situations, and acts to correct problems. Yet, the boy she liked has been confusing her for a few days. She told him about her feelings a few days after he got a girlfriend, and he promised that, despite being unable to respond well to her confession (since he had a girlfriend and was graduating), the two of them would remain friends.
After she shared that message with me, I realized something: my whatever with Dumbo is kinda like that recently. It's not a friendship. It's me, trying to hold on to a boy who has nothing to tie him to me, except the thin WHATEVER-this-relationship-is. It's me being pathetic, sending him an email at midnight and rambling about randomness, texting him when I feel like it, and not expecting an answer.
I think it's time to re-define.
Elphaba's on to something, there; that isn't friendship. What is it, then? Is there a word for a partial relationship? (one word. not two ;))
Re-defining, to me, seems like it is figuring out what is going on with your life, figuring out the reasons behind it, and fixing what you can.
I like the idea; I think I may try to re-define my life and relationships. How do I describe my days? Boring. I would like to say they are all worthwhile, fun, or just good. Am I happy? Not particularly. I'd like to be content, even happy. The problem is figuring out what I need to do to achieve that.
I have a pretty good idea what I need to start with, so I'm going to go do that now.
Best wishes!
-Aly
Hello again.
Now that I think about it, we say "Hello again" to a lot of things. For many people, each day is a "hello again". As in, "hello again, world!", and then they do the same things they have already done.
I am one of these people right now, with the exception of Random Adventures. My life is in a "hello again" stage right now. I don't like it. I'm prone to periods of Urge-to-Flee, where I can't sit still, can't focus, and generally just want to elsewhere, doing something else with my time. I'm not unhappy with my life, per se, but I'm not entirely content with it, either.
This prompts me to ask: why not change?
When there's an issue in your life, something you aren't satisfied with; why not change it? Change your perspective. Change your interactions with people. Change your relationships. Change your activities. Change your focus, your priorities, your use of your time. It's better than saying "hello again" to whatever it is in your life that isn't giving you a fresh new day, EVERY day.
Elphaba is a brilliant person. She notices things about people and situations, and acts to correct problems. Yet, the boy she liked has been confusing her for a few days. She told him about her feelings a few days after he got a girlfriend, and he promised that, despite being unable to respond well to her confession (since he had a girlfriend and was graduating), the two of them would remain friends.
Recently, he broke up with his girlfriend. The two of them have been talking on FIM for a while, and for awhile, he's been pretty unresponsive. His intial reaction and response in contrast to his more recent emotions and behavior confused Elphaba. She disliked the change in the relationship, and missed his friendship. Finding her bravery, she sent him a message, saying:
"You say that you like me too much to let us not be friends, yet what we have right now isn't a friendship. A friendship isn't having a one-sided conversation or having to struggle to keep a conversation. It isn't awkward and random 'hi, how are you's'. If this relationship is too awkward for you please let me know because right now it isn't a friendship. I'm starting to regret ever telling you THAT I had a crush because I liked our friendship before and it's not the same without it."After she shared that message with me, I realized something: my whatever with Dumbo is kinda like that recently. It's not a friendship. It's me, trying to hold on to a boy who has nothing to tie him to me, except the thin WHATEVER-this-relationship-is. It's me being pathetic, sending him an email at midnight and rambling about randomness, texting him when I feel like it, and not expecting an answer.
I think it's time to re-define.
Elphaba's on to something, there; that isn't friendship. What is it, then? Is there a word for a partial relationship? (one word. not two ;))
Re-defining, to me, seems like it is figuring out what is going on with your life, figuring out the reasons behind it, and fixing what you can.
I like the idea; I think I may try to re-define my life and relationships. How do I describe my days? Boring. I would like to say they are all worthwhile, fun, or just good. Am I happy? Not particularly. I'd like to be content, even happy. The problem is figuring out what I need to do to achieve that.
I have a pretty good idea what I need to start with, so I'm going to go do that now.
Best wishes!
-Aly
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Fourth of July Weekend
Hihi!
Okay, so Molly is BACK! In the UNITED STATES!
Except now she's at Christian Camp with Rorito. They have a cabin with Jamber, the AWFULLY TERRIBLE EX-FRESHMAN from the cross-country team last year!
The SAME girl in regards to whom I said the "F" word... for the first time ever. [interesting story...]
I feel sorry for them. That's awful. It's quite amusing, though. I mean... Jamber... she almost got expelled this past year for indecent *cough* actions while at school. She had/has? a fiance... and two Hispanic guys got into a BIG FIGHT over her. The gym teacher jumped on one of them. o.O
Anyway.
This past weekend was AMAZING, despite the fact that I'm sorta-kinda grounded and I have-or-had (I'm not sure) my driving privileges revoked (by my mother. I was home 7 minutes after curfew on Thursday).
Saturday, July 4th
HAPPY BLOW THINGS UP IN HONOR OF OUR NATION'S BIRTHDAY DAY/
Happy Fourth of July/
Happy Independence Day
Saturdays are Long Run Days, but because there weren't many people in town, Coach Wow decided that we would run at The Gardens at 9:00 (a compromise time, since we didn't want to get up). Only four people showed up, plus Coach Wow. She promised us a Special Treat if we showed up, but then Debeast emailed everybody the wrong time, so only those of us who showed up to practice on Friday knew what was actually going on.
As it turns out, The Gardens are a good place to have a long run. At least, they were Saturday. We only went five miles, except for Coach Wow and Shuffle, who were like "LET'S GO SEVEN! JALWOULJFFJLA! :D!"
Which APPARENTLY, was a bad idea, because Coach Wow fell and injured herself. They were just running along, all happy and chatting, and then BAM! Coach Wow tumbles over a root, cuts up her elbow, and possibly breaks her arm. Normally, such an occurrance is very rare, due to the fact that we KNOW where ALL THE ROOTS are. I think it was the mental oddness resulting from the extra mileage. Running that far on a different route is bound to mess with your mind.
The battle wound was bleeding quite a bit, so when they came back (at a much more subdued pace), Nico, Mixtape, and I freaked out. It was pouring blood, and looked awful. Coach Wow spent a while testing her elbow for alignment and any serious injury (like a dislocation), even doing half-pushups to make sure it wasn't broken. Our question was "What if it actually is broken?"... that would have hurt quite a bit. Luckily, she's alright.
The Special Treats she brought for us were ... "Special". Popsicles; Strawberry, Cotton Candy, or Lemonade, with a GUMMY CANDY in the tip. The Gummy Candy was brown and squishy... and tasted awful. Yet we each managed to eat two Popsicles anyway; only 35 calories, whoohoo! :D [pshh. Calories.]
Anyway, after returning home and taking a short (coughnicelongwarmcough) shower, Mom's friends started arriving. They were all late, actually. Karin and her boyfriend, Steve (I don't think his name is Steve but I don't remember his name and he seemed like a Steve) arrived, and then Sue and Bob arrived (an hour...or more... later) with their kids, Laura (who I was tutoring in French for a while) and Brian.
Steve is a new addition to the group, but I know Laura and Brian relatively well. Our families hung out around Christmas, and Brian and I had a 3-hour long Mario Kart Wii battle, which I think he won... by a small margin. So generally, I know him as MarioKartBoy, and I dreaded wasting another three hours of lifetime battling him at a stupid game because we are both so competitive that we refuse to admit defeat.
LUCKILY!, we avoided that this time, though I did almost hurt the boy because he's a Close-Minded-Football-Player-Conservative-Jerkwad. We ended up watching Taken downstairs (in the Cave), and he went on a Rant about How Safe America Is In Regards To Foreign Countries. I ignored his comment, and later looked up international crime rates to prove his stupidity. For the record, I was right, and he is incorrect.
Go America: http://www.nationmaster.com/graph/cri_tot_cri-crime-total-crimes *sarcasm*
Eventually, they left (after Brian and I got into a fight with "Bubbelz", the hardcore 42-oz bottle of Grape Bubbles that Elphaba and I bought at the Dollar Store last movie night), and I fled to Molly's house.
After convincing her parents that we WOULD be home by 7:15 for dinner, Molly and I climbed into my car, only to realize that there was a BIG HUGE RED FIREANT on my seat, heading in the General Direction of my "bahonkus" (as Rorito would say). This, of course, frightened us quite a bit, so we SPAZZZZZED out. There was screaming, jumping, pointing, more screaming, laughter, and yelling. Eventually I banished the ant from the car, and we calmed down enough to buckle up and begin our adventures.
Molly and I drove around for an hour or so, with the intent of creeping people like Bingo, Crant, and Benjamin. This plan failed because Bingo wasn't home, and we knew Benjamin wouldn't be home for awhile. So, we called Our Sophomore, Nwells, and informed her that we'd be coming to see her momentarily. But of course, I got lost in the three blocks from Bingo's house to Nwell's. We called again for directions, before realizing that I had passed it. By the time I parked in her driveway, the two of us were in hysterics again, and Nwells seemed a bit scared for our sanity.
Once we learned that Nwell's older brother wasn't home, we glanced at the time and grammed out of there, slower than a waterbuffalo running a 200 meter race. We scrambled (like eggs) to Benjamin's house to hear about his GIRLFRIEND FROM CAMP IN TEXAS! The story is cute. Shy, awkward, nerdy love. Awww. :)
We realized that we have made a Big Impact on his life, due to his Hug Training. Without the Hug Training, he wouldn't have Hugged his Girlfriend, which would be downright shameful. Thankfully, though, Benjamin is well-skilled in giving and receiving hugs now.
Once we had all the dirt on Benjamin and his Shy, Awkward, Nerdy Love, we proceeded to Crant's house, ran in for five minutes, told him the very abbreivated tale, and then fled once more. We confused his mother; she's used to us barging in and refusing to leave for large amounts of time.
...That's kind of sad, actually.
After consuming Tiny "Great American" (ORGANIC! Therefore okay!) Burgers on Large Sesame Seed Buns (to Compensate), we drove to my house until Molly's parents could pick us up to take us to see Fireworks. Except we forgot about our earlier Grand Scheme to kidnap Benjamin, so we wasted quite a bit of time on the road exiting my neighborhood, stalling with Monkeyface and her parents in the car, looking like a weird cluster of creepy people. Once we finally got ahold of the oh-so-elusive Benjamin, we sped over to his house, picking up him and Griffen, his friend and neighbor, whom Rorito hates for a silly reason.
Then... we went to see Failworks, because there was never a big enough BOOM!, and the show was rather uninteresting. Elphaba had amazing fireworks in FL, but here in NC, they lack enthusiasm or entertainment.
When I got home, Dad and I decided to watch Raising Arizona, which had memorable quotes (I'll put some at the end). I texted some of them to Dumbo and Elphaba, but Dumbo was a Lameface and never responded. He probably was a bit scared. Oh well. Elphaba thought it was funny, but then again, we send retarded quotes to each other on a regular basis. I got really sleepy après (after) drinking purple/indigo soda and eating lots of ice cream, but that wore off quickly once I went to my room. I stayed up until 3 or 4 AM, which is relatively early for me these days, and then slept until 11:30ish the next day.
Sunday, July 5th
Molly and I, being the amazing people that we are, decided to go to a late lunch at the Bagel Bakery, after which, we planned to Creep Bingo and claim our presents from his trip to Costa Rica.
Little did we know, when we entered the Bagel Bakery, that Bingo, as well as Forester, were already there... eating sandwiches. Just like we were about to do. It was a really freakily random coincidental "life-event". There were lots of hugs, and when Molly and I bought Giant Cinnamon Rolls with a Lot of Frosting, the two of them employed begging, pleading, puppy dog eyes, and other methods of beseeching while trying to convince us to share. Eventually, we shared and they proclaimed our great kindness. "Thriller" played, so Forester danced in his seat... but refused to get up to dance, because the choreographer from the play he and Bingo are in was at the Bagel Bakery as well.
Afterwards, the four of us drove to Bingo's house to retrouvez (retrieve) our cadeaux (gifts); Forester and I realized that our cars are Family-- we both have '01 Subarus [he has a Forester, of course; I have an Outback... the same color as his mother's Outback, coincidentally]. He declared that we MUST go "off-roading" sometime. Whee! [Oh, presents! Bingo got me a necklace with pink-orange beads and Molly a dog figure with a sign that says "WELCOME!" in Spanish, except that broke, so SuperDuperGlue.]
Finally, we had to leave... because Molly was leaving for Christian Camp with Rorito, and hadn't finished packing. I drove away just as Rorito came to pick her up.
Monday, July 6th
I couldn't fall asleep until 6:45 this morning, and I was supposed to run at 8:30. I woke up at 9. That's kind of sad, actually.
I wasted most of my day until 4ish, when I drove over to the Theatre to pick up Bingo, and DID NOT GET LOST! (That's new.) We drove to the Grocery Store, where we saw Molly's mom, who gave me 50 million hugs because she misses Molly quite a bit and I'm her "daughter". Kangaroo-kiddo was late, so I ate stinky cheese, which I had to follow up with cookies to get rid of the ew taste. The three of us -illegally ;)- drove around the creepy side of town, upon realizing that the restaurant we were going to was closed.
We eventually ended up at Mayberry's, a local ice cream shop. Bingo failed and copied my food, and then the waitress gave us "God Herpes" (don't ask). Kangaroo-kiddo is a Custard Snob, so we drove to the OTHER side of town (DOWNTOWN!), drove around looking for a parking spot, parked the wrong way, became confused by a parking meter, were frightened by a garbage truck, and finally, thieved custard from her dad's store (where she works). As it turns out, Kangaroo-kiddo does have a reason to be a Custard Snob... SO YUMMY! :D
Randomly, Rhymenoceros called Bingo (they had a Big Fight a few days ago and this was the first time they had spoken to each other since), prompting another trip BACK to the other side of town, to Rhymenoceros's house, where Forester was, too. Kangaroo-kiddo and I weren't invited to stay; Rhymenoceros isn't overly fond of me, it would seem.
The two of us had our revenge though; I now know where Rhymenoceros lives, and Kangaroo-kiddo directed me to Forester's house, where I met his mother. She is quite awesome, and does in fact have a twin car.
Now I've been home for a long time. I haven't accomplished anything except re-designing the blog template. (You like? :)) [Credit goes to some random person on some random site that I really don't remember the name of. oops.]
I have a headache. Ow.
I need to get something down now, though.
I hate insomnia.
QUOTES:
Hope you have a great day! :)
/Sleep well.
-Aly
P.S. Dad got the job in Nawlins (New Orleans). :'(
Okay, so Molly is BACK! In the UNITED STATES!
Except now she's at Christian Camp with Rorito. They have a cabin with Jamber, the AWFULLY TERRIBLE EX-FRESHMAN from the cross-country team last year!
The SAME girl in regards to whom I said the "F" word... for the first time ever. [interesting story...]
I feel sorry for them. That's awful. It's quite amusing, though. I mean... Jamber... she almost got expelled this past year for indecent *cough* actions while at school. She had/has? a fiance... and two Hispanic guys got into a BIG FIGHT over her. The gym teacher jumped on one of them. o.O
Anyway.
This past weekend was AMAZING, despite the fact that I'm sorta-kinda grounded and I have-or-had (I'm not sure) my driving privileges revoked (by my mother. I was home 7 minutes after curfew on Thursday).
Saturday, July 4th
HAPPY BLOW THINGS UP IN HONOR OF OUR NATION'S BIRTHDAY DAY/
Happy Fourth of July/
Happy Independence Day
Saturdays are Long Run Days, but because there weren't many people in town, Coach Wow decided that we would run at The Gardens at 9:00 (a compromise time, since we didn't want to get up). Only four people showed up, plus Coach Wow. She promised us a Special Treat if we showed up, but then Debeast emailed everybody the wrong time, so only those of us who showed up to practice on Friday knew what was actually going on.
As it turns out, The Gardens are a good place to have a long run. At least, they were Saturday. We only went five miles, except for Coach Wow and Shuffle, who were like "LET'S GO SEVEN! JALWOULJFFJLA! :D!"
Which APPARENTLY, was a bad idea, because Coach Wow fell and injured herself. They were just running along, all happy and chatting, and then BAM! Coach Wow tumbles over a root, cuts up her elbow, and possibly breaks her arm. Normally, such an occurrance is very rare, due to the fact that we KNOW where ALL THE ROOTS are. I think it was the mental oddness resulting from the extra mileage. Running that far on a different route is bound to mess with your mind.
The battle wound was bleeding quite a bit, so when they came back (at a much more subdued pace), Nico, Mixtape, and I freaked out. It was pouring blood, and looked awful. Coach Wow spent a while testing her elbow for alignment and any serious injury (like a dislocation), even doing half-pushups to make sure it wasn't broken. Our question was "What if it actually is broken?"... that would have hurt quite a bit. Luckily, she's alright.
The Special Treats she brought for us were ... "Special". Popsicles; Strawberry, Cotton Candy, or Lemonade, with a GUMMY CANDY in the tip. The Gummy Candy was brown and squishy... and tasted awful. Yet we each managed to eat two Popsicles anyway; only 35 calories, whoohoo! :D [pshh. Calories.]
Anyway, after returning home and taking a short (coughnicelongwarmcough) shower, Mom's friends started arriving. They were all late, actually. Karin and her boyfriend, Steve (I don't think his name is Steve but I don't remember his name and he seemed like a Steve) arrived, and then Sue and Bob arrived (an hour...or more... later) with their kids, Laura (who I was tutoring in French for a while) and Brian.
Steve is a new addition to the group, but I know Laura and Brian relatively well. Our families hung out around Christmas, and Brian and I had a 3-hour long Mario Kart Wii battle, which I think he won... by a small margin. So generally, I know him as MarioKartBoy, and I dreaded wasting another three hours of lifetime battling him at a stupid game because we are both so competitive that we refuse to admit defeat.
LUCKILY!, we avoided that this time, though I did almost hurt the boy because he's a Close-Minded-Football-Player-Conservative-Jerkwad. We ended up watching Taken downstairs (in the Cave), and he went on a Rant about How Safe America Is In Regards To Foreign Countries. I ignored his comment, and later looked up international crime rates to prove his stupidity. For the record, I was right, and he is incorrect.
Go America: http://www.nationmaster.com/graph/cri_tot_cri-crime-total-crimes *sarcasm*
Eventually, they left (after Brian and I got into a fight with "Bubbelz", the hardcore 42-oz bottle of Grape Bubbles that Elphaba and I bought at the Dollar Store last movie night), and I fled to Molly's house.
After convincing her parents that we WOULD be home by 7:15 for dinner, Molly and I climbed into my car, only to realize that there was a BIG HUGE RED FIREANT on my seat, heading in the General Direction of my "bahonkus" (as Rorito would say). This, of course, frightened us quite a bit, so we SPAZZZZZED out. There was screaming, jumping, pointing, more screaming, laughter, and yelling. Eventually I banished the ant from the car, and we calmed down enough to buckle up and begin our adventures.
Molly and I drove around for an hour or so, with the intent of creeping people like Bingo, Crant, and Benjamin. This plan failed because Bingo wasn't home, and we knew Benjamin wouldn't be home for awhile. So, we called Our Sophomore, Nwells, and informed her that we'd be coming to see her momentarily. But of course, I got lost in the three blocks from Bingo's house to Nwell's. We called again for directions, before realizing that I had passed it. By the time I parked in her driveway, the two of us were in hysterics again, and Nwells seemed a bit scared for our sanity.
Once we learned that Nwell's older brother wasn't home, we glanced at the time and grammed out of there, slower than a waterbuffalo running a 200 meter race. We scrambled (like eggs) to Benjamin's house to hear about his GIRLFRIEND FROM CAMP IN TEXAS! The story is cute. Shy, awkward, nerdy love. Awww. :)
We realized that we have made a Big Impact on his life, due to his Hug Training. Without the Hug Training, he wouldn't have Hugged his Girlfriend, which would be downright shameful. Thankfully, though, Benjamin is well-skilled in giving and receiving hugs now.
Once we had all the dirt on Benjamin and his Shy, Awkward, Nerdy Love, we proceeded to Crant's house, ran in for five minutes, told him the very abbreivated tale, and then fled once more. We confused his mother; she's used to us barging in and refusing to leave for large amounts of time.
...That's kind of sad, actually.
After consuming Tiny "Great American" (ORGANIC! Therefore okay!) Burgers on Large Sesame Seed Buns (to Compensate), we drove to my house until Molly's parents could pick us up to take us to see Fireworks. Except we forgot about our earlier Grand Scheme to kidnap Benjamin, so we wasted quite a bit of time on the road exiting my neighborhood, stalling with Monkeyface and her parents in the car, looking like a weird cluster of creepy people. Once we finally got ahold of the oh-so-elusive Benjamin, we sped over to his house, picking up him and Griffen, his friend and neighbor, whom Rorito hates for a silly reason.
Then... we went to see Failworks, because there was never a big enough BOOM!, and the show was rather uninteresting. Elphaba had amazing fireworks in FL, but here in NC, they lack enthusiasm or entertainment.
When I got home, Dad and I decided to watch Raising Arizona, which had memorable quotes (I'll put some at the end). I texted some of them to Dumbo and Elphaba, but Dumbo was a Lameface and never responded. He probably was a bit scared. Oh well. Elphaba thought it was funny, but then again, we send retarded quotes to each other on a regular basis. I got really sleepy après (after) drinking purple/indigo soda and eating lots of ice cream, but that wore off quickly once I went to my room. I stayed up until 3 or 4 AM, which is relatively early for me these days, and then slept until 11:30ish the next day.
Sunday, July 5th
Molly and I, being the amazing people that we are, decided to go to a late lunch at the Bagel Bakery, after which, we planned to Creep Bingo and claim our presents from his trip to Costa Rica.
Little did we know, when we entered the Bagel Bakery, that Bingo, as well as Forester, were already there... eating sandwiches. Just like we were about to do. It was a really freakily random coincidental "life-event". There were lots of hugs, and when Molly and I bought Giant Cinnamon Rolls with a Lot of Frosting, the two of them employed begging, pleading, puppy dog eyes, and other methods of beseeching while trying to convince us to share. Eventually, we shared and they proclaimed our great kindness. "Thriller" played, so Forester danced in his seat... but refused to get up to dance, because the choreographer from the play he and Bingo are in was at the Bagel Bakery as well.
Afterwards, the four of us drove to Bingo's house to retrouvez (retrieve) our cadeaux (gifts); Forester and I realized that our cars are Family-- we both have '01 Subarus [he has a Forester, of course; I have an Outback... the same color as his mother's Outback, coincidentally]. He declared that we MUST go "off-roading" sometime. Whee! [Oh, presents! Bingo got me a necklace with pink-orange beads and Molly a dog figure with a sign that says "WELCOME!" in Spanish, except that broke, so SuperDuperGlue.]
Finally, we had to leave... because Molly was leaving for Christian Camp with Rorito, and hadn't finished packing. I drove away just as Rorito came to pick her up.
Monday, July 6th
I couldn't fall asleep until 6:45 this morning, and I was supposed to run at 8:30. I woke up at 9. That's kind of sad, actually.
I wasted most of my day until 4ish, when I drove over to the Theatre to pick up Bingo, and DID NOT GET LOST! (That's new.) We drove to the Grocery Store, where we saw Molly's mom, who gave me 50 million hugs because she misses Molly quite a bit and I'm her "daughter". Kangaroo-kiddo was late, so I ate stinky cheese, which I had to follow up with cookies to get rid of the ew taste. The three of us -illegally ;)- drove around the creepy side of town, upon realizing that the restaurant we were going to was closed.
We eventually ended up at Mayberry's, a local ice cream shop. Bingo failed and copied my food, and then the waitress gave us "God Herpes" (don't ask). Kangaroo-kiddo is a Custard Snob, so we drove to the OTHER side of town (DOWNTOWN!), drove around looking for a parking spot, parked the wrong way, became confused by a parking meter, were frightened by a garbage truck, and finally, thieved custard from her dad's store (where she works). As it turns out, Kangaroo-kiddo does have a reason to be a Custard Snob... SO YUMMY! :D
Randomly, Rhymenoceros called Bingo (they had a Big Fight a few days ago and this was the first time they had spoken to each other since), prompting another trip BACK to the other side of town, to Rhymenoceros's house, where Forester was, too. Kangaroo-kiddo and I weren't invited to stay; Rhymenoceros isn't overly fond of me, it would seem.
The two of us had our revenge though; I now know where Rhymenoceros lives, and Kangaroo-kiddo directed me to Forester's house, where I met his mother. She is quite awesome, and does in fact have a twin car.
Now I've been home for a long time. I haven't accomplished anything except re-designing the blog template. (You like? :)) [Credit goes to some random person on some random site that I really don't remember the name of. oops.]
I have a headache. Ow.
I need to get something down now, though.
I hate insomnia.
QUOTES:
- Brian [creepily]: "I know what you did last summer."
Aly: "I know what your mom did last summer." - Dad: "Take 'em in there and tell 'em: if you don't take 'em we're gonna eat 'em."
- Bob: "If we had driven for another thirty minutes, we could be in New Hampshire by now!"
- Ed: "DON'T YOU COME BACK HERE WITHOUT A BABY!" [Raising Arizona]
- Hayseed in the Pickup: "Son, you got a panty on your head." [Raising Arizona]
- Bryan: "Now's not the time for dick-measuring, Stuart!" [Taken]
Hope you have a great day! :)
/Sleep well.
-Aly
P.S. Dad got the job in Nawlins (New Orleans). :'(
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
I WANT OUT OF HERE.
ARGHHHHHH.
Dangit.
I can't tolerate being HERE anymore.
This house is AWFUL when my dad is away. He's off visting friends in other states, which is great, but I miss him. Being here with my mother and my brother only proves what I've known for years; I can't live with her.
She pushes me so easily. With little effort, she goes from kind to furious, and suddenly, she's yelling at me and I'm frustrated and yelling back. Defending myself, but it doesn't help.
So I end up sitting, with my back to her, blasting music and wishing that I couldn't hear her criticisms and her complaints. Her reason for anger is my procrastination, my different methods of work. She's upset because she lost the job she hoped to get, because of the poor words of her sources, the people she thought had a good view of her.
I don't BLAME her for taking her annoyance out on me, but I don't like it. I understand why she's upset, but I don't want to deal with that. She has the right to be annoyed, but she doesn't have to take it out on me.
I'm used to it, though. I am the scapegoat. She and I are complete opposites. It's easy for her to divert her anger onto me. I respond how she wants-- with anger. Until I give in and sit, with my back to her, holding back my harsh words; shaking from the effort.
I want out of this city. I am bored. I am sick of online school. There's nothing fun here, nothing to distract me. My friends feel like they're hundreds of miles away. Everybody is busy with their own thing, even if they're here. I'm trapped, though. I can't escape. I am obligated to stay, for school and cross-country. But I would rather be elsewhere.
I want out of my current situation.
My parents need to get a divorce. It would be DONE if Mother hadn't lost her job. My dad has his own company now-- which is helping. It's giving him the independence he craves, but he needs her support; at least in matters of money. I think that's how it's been for a while. They've stuck together for convenience. If they had a way to choose, they'd choose what is best for all of us. We're all stuck.
I want out of the mindset I've had for a few weeks. I want my sleep cycle back; I go to bed at 2 AM or later most days, and then I lie for hours, willing dreams to come. I can't break the cycle.
I feel terrible for Kitterbee. Her dog (Butterscotch! Molly's buddy!) is having surgery in less than an hour that he may not survive. I know the terrifying feeling of your dog's life hanging in the balance. I went through it two years ago, and yet I have no words of wisdom. All she can do is pray for the best. I'm hoping for the best, too. Butterscotch is so sweet, and doesn't deserve to die.
Worse than that, she found cigarettes in her mom's purse recently. She thought her mom quit a few years ago, after Kitterbee found cigarettes in her purse and freaked out. Her mom is like an adopted mom to "KATAM" and it SUCKS that she's doing something so awful to herself. Kitterbee hid her freak-out well, though; her mom doesn't know that she found the cigarettes. Her dad doesn't know. Kitterbee is lost about what to do; how do you tell your MOTHER that what she's doing is wrong? How do you deal with a parent's poor decisions? [Again, I have no idea.]
Argh, this is completely unhelpful. I need to rant properly. Too bad my rant-people are scattered around; Bingo's in Costa Rica on a mission trip (he SAID he'd be online earlier but wasn't), Flailure just came home from California and is sleeping, Molly's in EUROPE (without internet now), and Elphaba is... not online.
... Back to Online School now. Almost caught up with AFM, sorta. I'm not enjoying this.
*fighting the urge to flee*
Goodness. Somebody get online. Please.
-Aly
Dangit.
I can't tolerate being HERE anymore.
This house is AWFUL when my dad is away. He's off visting friends in other states, which is great, but I miss him. Being here with my mother and my brother only proves what I've known for years; I can't live with her.
She pushes me so easily. With little effort, she goes from kind to furious, and suddenly, she's yelling at me and I'm frustrated and yelling back. Defending myself, but it doesn't help.
So I end up sitting, with my back to her, blasting music and wishing that I couldn't hear her criticisms and her complaints. Her reason for anger is my procrastination, my different methods of work. She's upset because she lost the job she hoped to get, because of the poor words of her sources, the people she thought had a good view of her.
I don't BLAME her for taking her annoyance out on me, but I don't like it. I understand why she's upset, but I don't want to deal with that. She has the right to be annoyed, but she doesn't have to take it out on me.
I'm used to it, though. I am the scapegoat. She and I are complete opposites. It's easy for her to divert her anger onto me. I respond how she wants-- with anger. Until I give in and sit, with my back to her, holding back my harsh words; shaking from the effort.
I want out of this city. I am bored. I am sick of online school. There's nothing fun here, nothing to distract me. My friends feel like they're hundreds of miles away. Everybody is busy with their own thing, even if they're here. I'm trapped, though. I can't escape. I am obligated to stay, for school and cross-country. But I would rather be elsewhere.
I want out of my current situation.
My parents need to get a divorce. It would be DONE if Mother hadn't lost her job. My dad has his own company now-- which is helping. It's giving him the independence he craves, but he needs her support; at least in matters of money. I think that's how it's been for a while. They've stuck together for convenience. If they had a way to choose, they'd choose what is best for all of us. We're all stuck.
I want out of the mindset I've had for a few weeks. I want my sleep cycle back; I go to bed at 2 AM or later most days, and then I lie for hours, willing dreams to come. I can't break the cycle.
I feel terrible for Kitterbee. Her dog (Butterscotch! Molly's buddy!) is having surgery in less than an hour that he may not survive. I know the terrifying feeling of your dog's life hanging in the balance. I went through it two years ago, and yet I have no words of wisdom. All she can do is pray for the best. I'm hoping for the best, too. Butterscotch is so sweet, and doesn't deserve to die.
Worse than that, she found cigarettes in her mom's purse recently. She thought her mom quit a few years ago, after Kitterbee found cigarettes in her purse and freaked out. Her mom is like an adopted mom to "KATAM" and it SUCKS that she's doing something so awful to herself. Kitterbee hid her freak-out well, though; her mom doesn't know that she found the cigarettes. Her dad doesn't know. Kitterbee is lost about what to do; how do you tell your MOTHER that what she's doing is wrong? How do you deal with a parent's poor decisions? [Again, I have no idea.]
Argh, this is completely unhelpful. I need to rant properly. Too bad my rant-people are scattered around; Bingo's in Costa Rica on a mission trip (he SAID he'd be online earlier but wasn't), Flailure just came home from California and is sleeping, Molly's in EUROPE (without internet now), and Elphaba is... not online.
... Back to Online School now. Almost caught up with AFM, sorta. I'm not enjoying this.
*fighting the urge to flee*
Goodness. Somebody get online. Please.
-Aly
Aly is INCREDIBLY Bored
Hihi!
Online School is stupid.
I'd rather be not here.
People need to answer texts.
I should not be blogging right now.
But I'm really bored.
I'll probably delete this later.
Because it serves no purpose.
I have a new fictional love! SHHHH!
Actually, it's not a secret.
I don't have secrets.
... Really. I don't HAVE any secrets right now. Not. Even. One. (of my own, that is)
Movie night is tomorrow night, and that will be the ONLY interesting thing I do all week. Fail. :(
Time to go finish tests (that I've taken twice/thrice already; I'm losing count).
HAVE A GREAT DAY!
-Aly
Online School is stupid.
I'd rather be not here.
People need to answer texts.
I should not be blogging right now.
But I'm really bored.
I'll probably delete this later.
Because it serves no purpose.
I have a new fictional love! SHHHH!
Actually, it's not a secret.
I don't have secrets.
... Really. I don't HAVE any secrets right now. Not. Even. One. (of my own, that is)
Movie night is tomorrow night, and that will be the ONLY interesting thing I do all week. Fail. :(
Time to go finish tests (that I've taken twice/thrice already; I'm losing count).
HAVE A GREAT DAY!
-Aly
Monday, June 22, 2009
Day 3--Delft
Molly In Europe: Day 3
We got a very late start today.
By the time everyone was up, showered, dressed, fed and ready to go, it was about 12:30. We arrived in Delft around 1 and spent forever trying to find a parking spot.
At around 1:30 we went to a convent where the king of Holland was murdered some time ago that nobody remembers because we are Moores and Youngs and our memories fail. Mom decided she wanted a cup of coffee so we went to Kleyweg’s Stads-Koffyhuis for that. (I took a sip too. It was very good.)
After we walked around and saw some other neat places, we decided it was lunch time so we returned to Kleyweg’s Stads-Koffyhuis and had a simply amazing lunch. I had tomato soup with bread and mint tea. We wandered around a while after that looking for a certain store our mothers had been to a while ago, and when we found out that it was closed, we ended up in Outcast which wound up being a pretty successful small shopping excursion. It was then time to come back to the house.
Quote Of The Day:
Me: I'm hungry. what's for dinner?
Sharon: I dunno...
about 15 min later
Sharon: So what's for dinner tonight?
[epic.]
-Molly
Dearest Tbga,
This is still mostly food.
-Aly
We got a very late start today.
By the time everyone was up, showered, dressed, fed and ready to go, it was about 12:30. We arrived in Delft around 1 and spent forever trying to find a parking spot.
At around 1:30 we went to a convent where the king of Holland was murdered some time ago that nobody remembers because we are Moores and Youngs and our memories fail. Mom decided she wanted a cup of coffee so we went to Kleyweg’s Stads-Koffyhuis for that. (I took a sip too. It was very good.)
After we walked around and saw some other neat places, we decided it was lunch time so we returned to Kleyweg’s Stads-Koffyhuis and had a simply amazing lunch. I had tomato soup with bread and mint tea. We wandered around a while after that looking for a certain store our mothers had been to a while ago, and when we found out that it was closed, we ended up in Outcast which wound up being a pretty successful small shopping excursion. It was then time to come back to the house.
Quote Of The Day:
Me: I'm hungry. what's for dinner?
Sharon: I dunno...
about 15 min later
Sharon: So what's for dinner tonight?
[epic.]
-Molly
Dearest Tbga,
This is still mostly food.
-Aly
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Holland...and such.
THIS PAGE WAS IN DUTCH A SECOND AGO! WHATTHEEFF???
anyways I'M IN HOLLAND with my cousins & co. (mom & my obnoxious brother are here too XP)
we drove to Atlanta first and spent the night with AUNT SAMMY OF AWESOME before flying here sooo here's mostly everything so far
Starting with Atlanta:
We were greeted warmly by the infamous scoundrels of the Sharp household: Dinky, Darcey and Mo. Mom and I took a short trip to Chick-Fil-A to grab a bite to eat and after filling our rumbling stomachs with chicken and such, the four of us ran to Wal-Mart to pick up some last minute necessities (namely, underwear). Upon returning to the house, Aunt Sammy took me along with Monkeyface to the pool where we stayed until about 10:00. She then showed us the one leash that she has for her three dogs that is essentially one leash with three leads. We ended the night with some frozen strawberry popsicle-like treats. I would tell you the name but we’re sworn to secrecy. In the morning, Monkeyface, Mom and I made sure we had everything ready to go to the airport, and then joined Aunt Sammy at the pool for a short swim. At about noon, we scurried home and took showers so that we could be at the airport by 2:00. (I’m convinced that we made it there at the time we wanted to because we had Aunt Sammy-Mom would have had us there around 4)
The Atlanta airport was a zoo, yet it didn’t seem to take us too long to get our boarding passes and get through security. We found our gate and then had about 2 ½ hours to waste and we were not about to sit for that amount of time considering the fact that the length of our flight would be around 8 hours. We kept passing by soldiers, so we thanked a huge amount of them for their service to our country. Mom told them what heroes they are, and we took some pictures. Apparently there were about 300 of them who had been in the US for a 2 week break from being in Iraq and they were headed back. Monkeyface inquired as to how long their flight would be. It turned out to be a shocking 16 hours! Anyways, I’m convinced that we spent about an hour and 45 minutes (at least) walking around the airport trying not to sit down. We were a big success at the whole not sitting thing.
It was an incredibly long flight. Thankfully, it’s supposed to be easier flying back to the states. I only slept about an hour. Mom and Monkeyface slept a couple hours each. We finally landed in Amsterdam after sitting for 8 hours. I was very happy to see a bathroom that wasn’t thousands of feet in the air. Aunt Annette met us at the airport and brought us to the house of the Young Clan in Holland.
We arrived in Holland around 4:00am (NC time) which was about 10:00 where we were.
After saying our hellos, I took a short nap and then was rudely awoken by mom.
Me, Sharon, Mother Dear, and Aunt Annette rode bikes into town and had lunch at a place called “En Oranje” which was very tasty. Ever tried caramel tea? It’s amazing.
We explored for a while and went into a few little shops including the many different places that are spread out along the street with foods you would normally find in one place: your local grocery store. There is, in fact, a grocery store in Holland. However, there’s also a store for meat, a store for cheese, chicken, fruits and vegetables, desserts, etc.
We didn’t do much the rest of the day. More napping, mom and Monkeyface went with Uncle Brian on a bike ride to the beach, hanging out around the house, dinner, and watching The Tudors :D
At about midnight, Sharon and I went downstairs and ate strawberries with whipped cream…which actually turned into whipped cream with some strawberries.
We all finally showered this morning! Woohoo! I think I might have been the last one out of bed.
Once we all got out of the house, we went to see the WWII bunkers on the nudist beach. The only nudist was about 3. We then went on the tops of some dunes and had lunch, after which the boys played while everyone else napped. Scheveningen was our next stop. It was a pretty awesome place. We stopped at El Nino for some snackage and Sharon and I shared a mojito, some fried fish and french fries dipped in ketchup as well as mayo.
Apparently people live in the courthouse where Sharon’s school had prom this year. The building is AMAZING. We returned to Wassenaar and were lazy for a while. Dinner consisted of salmon, zucchini and artichoke. I made a cake for Uncle Brian for Father’s Day J but Sharon had to put on the icing because I failed at it. Sharon and I watched a bit more of The Tudors. This show is addicting.
We also found a tick on Chipper (their dog) and had a spazfest in the kitchen before flushing it down the toilet when we couldn’t find matches to burn it with.
-Molly
Dearest Molly,
You are not good at typing up blog posts. The enter key is your friend. Blognames? (Your brother is Monkeyface).
Lylatbgaetc,
-Aly
Dearest Aly,
I know. I copied and pasted it XD and sorry I forgot which animal he was. I usually consider him a whale.
Lylatbgaetc,
-Molly
anyways I'M IN HOLLAND with my cousins & co. (mom & my obnoxious brother are here too XP)
we drove to Atlanta first and spent the night with AUNT SAMMY OF AWESOME before flying here sooo here's mostly everything so far
Starting with Atlanta:
We were greeted warmly by the infamous scoundrels of the Sharp household: Dinky, Darcey and Mo. Mom and I took a short trip to Chick-Fil-A to grab a bite to eat and after filling our rumbling stomachs with chicken and such, the four of us ran to Wal-Mart to pick up some last minute necessities (namely, underwear). Upon returning to the house, Aunt Sammy took me along with Monkeyface to the pool where we stayed until about 10:00. She then showed us the one leash that she has for her three dogs that is essentially one leash with three leads. We ended the night with some frozen strawberry popsicle-like treats. I would tell you the name but we’re sworn to secrecy. In the morning, Monkeyface, Mom and I made sure we had everything ready to go to the airport, and then joined Aunt Sammy at the pool for a short swim. At about noon, we scurried home and took showers so that we could be at the airport by 2:00. (I’m convinced that we made it there at the time we wanted to because we had Aunt Sammy-Mom would have had us there around 4)
The Atlanta airport was a zoo, yet it didn’t seem to take us too long to get our boarding passes and get through security. We found our gate and then had about 2 ½ hours to waste and we were not about to sit for that amount of time considering the fact that the length of our flight would be around 8 hours. We kept passing by soldiers, so we thanked a huge amount of them for their service to our country. Mom told them what heroes they are, and we took some pictures. Apparently there were about 300 of them who had been in the US for a 2 week break from being in Iraq and they were headed back. Monkeyface inquired as to how long their flight would be. It turned out to be a shocking 16 hours! Anyways, I’m convinced that we spent about an hour and 45 minutes (at least) walking around the airport trying not to sit down. We were a big success at the whole not sitting thing.
It was an incredibly long flight. Thankfully, it’s supposed to be easier flying back to the states. I only slept about an hour. Mom and Monkeyface slept a couple hours each. We finally landed in Amsterdam after sitting for 8 hours. I was very happy to see a bathroom that wasn’t thousands of feet in the air. Aunt Annette met us at the airport and brought us to the house of the Young Clan in Holland.
We arrived in Holland around 4:00am (NC time) which was about 10:00 where we were.
After saying our hellos, I took a short nap and then was rudely awoken by mom.
Me, Sharon, Mother Dear, and Aunt Annette rode bikes into town and had lunch at a place called “En Oranje” which was very tasty. Ever tried caramel tea? It’s amazing.
We explored for a while and went into a few little shops including the many different places that are spread out along the street with foods you would normally find in one place: your local grocery store. There is, in fact, a grocery store in Holland. However, there’s also a store for meat, a store for cheese, chicken, fruits and vegetables, desserts, etc.
We didn’t do much the rest of the day. More napping, mom and Monkeyface went with Uncle Brian on a bike ride to the beach, hanging out around the house, dinner, and watching The Tudors :D
At about midnight, Sharon and I went downstairs and ate strawberries with whipped cream…which actually turned into whipped cream with some strawberries.
We all finally showered this morning! Woohoo! I think I might have been the last one out of bed.
Once we all got out of the house, we went to see the WWII bunkers on the nudist beach. The only nudist was about 3. We then went on the tops of some dunes and had lunch, after which the boys played while everyone else napped. Scheveningen was our next stop. It was a pretty awesome place. We stopped at El Nino for some snackage and Sharon and I shared a mojito, some fried fish and french fries dipped in ketchup as well as mayo.
Apparently people live in the courthouse where Sharon’s school had prom this year. The building is AMAZING. We returned to Wassenaar and were lazy for a while. Dinner consisted of salmon, zucchini and artichoke. I made a cake for Uncle Brian for Father’s Day J but Sharon had to put on the icing because I failed at it. Sharon and I watched a bit more of The Tudors. This show is addicting.
We also found a tick on Chipper (their dog) and had a spazfest in the kitchen before flushing it down the toilet when we couldn’t find matches to burn it with.
-Molly
Dearest Molly,
You are not good at typing up blog posts. The enter key is your friend. Blognames? (Your brother is Monkeyface).
Lylatbgaetc,
-Aly
Dearest Aly,
I know. I copied and pasted it XD and sorry I forgot which animal he was. I usually consider him a whale.
Lylatbgaetc,
-Molly
Friday, June 12, 2009
We Are The Champions
Hihi!
NO MORE SCHOOL. Well, sorta.
So far, this summer has been AMAZING and I really hope it continues :)
Friday: LAST DAY OF SCHOOL
My last exam was a Algebra II, which is an EOC class... and the exam period was HOURS LONG. It was FREEZING COLD in there, and I was isolated off in the corner by the wall, which meant that I got the FULL BLAST of the A/C (and I was in shorts and t-shirt, prepared for the room to be sweltering like it always is) and therefore became an uncomfortable ice cube for three hours. Twas not fun.
After the exam ended (after a few interruptions by annoying people who celebrated the end of the school year while the lucky EOC classes were still testing...*hate*), I met up with Bingo, Rhymenoceros, Crant, Finch, Astronaut, and Molly and we walked to the local Mexican restaurant. (Dumbo was being lame and left without really even saying goodbye to Bingo, who is his best friend... really? FAIL.)
The walking was pretty fun in itself; there was randomness, crazy running (because MAlly and Astronaut run XC; Crant's a sprinter), and lunch lead to amazing quotes. Bingo decided that Rhymenoceros wins the creepy competition out of the seven of us, though Molly and I (as MAlly) come in second, and Astronaut is third-creepiest. [Rhymenoceros only proved that later, but I'll get to that.]
Once lunch was over, Finch and Rhymenoceros unexplicably disappeared, while the rest of us went to the Park, where we met up with Yos, Bluefly, and peeps (I'm too lazy to come up with blog names for the rest of them right now, so...). Molly and I decided that since our old middle school was right there, we might as well go pay a visit. That was fun (we had to run all over trying to find teachers) but it was kind of sad because some/most of them didn't remember us immediately, or at least what grade we were in. We forgive them though, because they are still awesome. We stole all of Chuck's tootsie roll pops that he keeps for his students because he owes us from the many times we've visited him before and he didn't have any.
Upon returning to the park, Molly fell in mud and injured herself, so she decided that we would go creek-romping. We invited Astronaut, Crant, and Bingo along, and once everybody disbanded to go wherever, Astronaut walked home, and Crant's mother picked the rest of us up so that Crant and Bingo could get romp-clothing.
Under NORMAL circumstances, having four (hyper) teenagers in the car would be dangerous... but when we actually proved why, there was only three of us (Molly, Bingo, and I).
We found really melted chocolate in my purse, and somehow we decided to smear it all over each other... while still in the car. We then proceeded to have a chocolate war and got chocolate all over our faces and each other, and generally made a rukus. It smelled AWFUL; apparently the scent of sweaty teenagers, melted chocolate, and hot car is gross (who knew? =P), so the three of us had to clean up in Crant's kitchen. His mom didn't seem that surprised, though she and Crant seemed a bit horrified by the astonishing amount of chocolate that we had on us. It took quite a while to get it all off, and even then, we still smelled like chocolate.
(Then we went to Bingo's house and nothing interesting really happened, other than MAlly fridge failure and Bingo creeping Molly and Crant as they had an *ehrm* moment on the back of his car.) Bingo transported Crant, Molly, and I as illegal immigrants (SHHH!) and we had fun car adventures blasting music on his retarded radio and playing mind tic-tac-toe, which I am still not very good at.
When we (finally) got to Molly's house, we learned that Astronaut had already been there for close to 20 minutes (poor guy). Molly and I changed into romp-clothing (there was a moment of awkward that was even awkward for us, but don't go trying to figure out what) and then the five of us went to the creek.
The water was REALLY HIGH (higher than the last time we took Astronaut and Crant romping) and VERY MUDDY and VERY cold. But of course, it was still amazingly fun. (We had a mud-fight, which was really fun and involved mud-love.)
Later, we returned to Molly's house to rinse off, run around like idiots, eat, and play with the hose in her driveway. Rhymenoceros and two of Bingo's other friends creeped Molly's house by driving through EVERY neighborhood along the road that they knew she lived off of until they found us. They then kidnapped Bingo (to take him to a concert at the RibFest), and left Crant, Molly, Astronaut, and I to have much less fun that before. We basically ended up in the basement, where Crant and Molly shared a blanket and made Astronaut and I feel awkward.
Eventually, Astronaut's dad came to get him (since he had ridden his bike to Molly's) and Molly's mom drove Crant and I home, though she EXPLODED first, so that was a really awkward car ride. I abandoned the poor guy to her mercy because I got dropped off first... poor guy.
(Sometime that day, I got sunburnt...and it was only the first day of summer... fail.)
SATURDAY:
Not as awesome as Friday, but only because Molly and I (as well as all the other band/orchestra/chorus kids that actually came) had to sit through a VERY LONG graduation ceremony while they FROZE US with the air conditioning. (WHY must there always be FREEZING?!) Luckily, Hosef let me steal his jacket (it swallowed me whole) but then I got CHOMPED by Mrs Eggburt for talking to the flutes. And I remembered why we dislike her.
The stupid band director made Pomp & Circumstance FAR TOO COMPLICATED, which made it impossible for us to watch the seniors go by, because usually, if we just play the same thing over and over again, we can just sit there and play mechanically. Argh. So, I didn't get to ogle My Pants as he went by (though I did see him as he walked back to his seat after graduating and he predictably looked adorable). We cheered for people we knew crossing the stage, and Elphaba yelled "McDONALDS!" as Prettyhair crossed the stage, but you couldn't hear her :(. Boringness.
Pomp and Circumstance is SERIOUSLY cruel and unusual punishment. Stupid Dumbo and Bingo weren't there (Dumbo because he moved and Bingo because he SOMEHOW got out of playing YET AGAIN) to suffer with the rest of us.
After the ceremony was over and we were released, I saw some of my senior friends (Orchestra and XC kids, mainly), and then Mr History congratulated me on "singing well" (I'm in orchestra...fail...). I'll miss him next year; the School Board is sending him to a stupid little middle school where they won't appreciate his amazingness. Way to go, School Board; take away the tenured teacher that has been with our school for most of its life.
And then Molly and I went to the End of Year/Surprise Going Away Party for our German Friend (we'll call him "Munchen", like Munich, Germany; an amazing city). That was amazingly fun, as expected, and there were A LOT of people there (including Kangaroo-kiddo and Vodkakitten). We made a whirlpool by holding hands and going in a HUGE circle, until it pulled us into the deep end. We also "jousted" and generally acted like idiots.
When we decided to move the party to Animaid's house, Crant had to bike home and change clothes, so Molly and I stalked him there in my car while blasting and singing along with Queen. He wasn't very happy with us. XD (then we got lost, because we have a great sense of direction? o.O)
...and the awesomeness continued.
(I would write about it in detail but I am FAR TOO LAZY.)
SUNDAY: (today)
RibFest with Molly, which was fail until we discovered the hidden corner with the band of awesome. Kitterbee and Bingo (went on a date tonight) showed up in my driveway (CREEPERS, but I'm used to it and expect it sorta, because Bingo has done so before) and kidnapped me. I thought I had misplaced my phone in a salad, and then the three of us went to Rorito's and surprised her. Twas fun and I'm sick of blogging so whatever.
Now I'm eating cake and I have to get up early tomorrow to go get Molly, then go running. YAY XC TRAINING! *blargh*
Online School starts tomorrow, so summer's basically over. w00t. :(
Quotes:
-Aly
NO MORE SCHOOL. Well, sorta.
So far, this summer has been AMAZING and I really hope it continues :)
Friday: LAST DAY OF SCHOOL
My last exam was a Algebra II, which is an EOC class... and the exam period was HOURS LONG. It was FREEZING COLD in there, and I was isolated off in the corner by the wall, which meant that I got the FULL BLAST of the A/C (and I was in shorts and t-shirt, prepared for the room to be sweltering like it always is) and therefore became an uncomfortable ice cube for three hours. Twas not fun.
After the exam ended (after a few interruptions by annoying people who celebrated the end of the school year while the lucky EOC classes were still testing...*hate*), I met up with Bingo, Rhymenoceros, Crant, Finch, Astronaut, and Molly and we walked to the local Mexican restaurant. (Dumbo was being lame and left without really even saying goodbye to Bingo, who is his best friend... really? FAIL.)
The walking was pretty fun in itself; there was randomness, crazy running (because MAlly and Astronaut run XC; Crant's a sprinter), and lunch lead to amazing quotes. Bingo decided that Rhymenoceros wins the creepy competition out of the seven of us, though Molly and I (as MAlly) come in second, and Astronaut is third-creepiest. [Rhymenoceros only proved that later, but I'll get to that.]
Once lunch was over, Finch and Rhymenoceros unexplicably disappeared, while the rest of us went to the Park, where we met up with Yos, Bluefly, and peeps (I'm too lazy to come up with blog names for the rest of them right now, so...). Molly and I decided that since our old middle school was right there, we might as well go pay a visit. That was fun (we had to run all over trying to find teachers) but it was kind of sad because some/most of them didn't remember us immediately, or at least what grade we were in. We forgive them though, because they are still awesome. We stole all of Chuck's tootsie roll pops that he keeps for his students because he owes us from the many times we've visited him before and he didn't have any.
Upon returning to the park, Molly fell in mud and injured herself, so she decided that we would go creek-romping. We invited Astronaut, Crant, and Bingo along, and once everybody disbanded to go wherever, Astronaut walked home, and Crant's mother picked the rest of us up so that Crant and Bingo could get romp-clothing.
Under NORMAL circumstances, having four (hyper) teenagers in the car would be dangerous... but when we actually proved why, there was only three of us (Molly, Bingo, and I).
We found really melted chocolate in my purse, and somehow we decided to smear it all over each other... while still in the car. We then proceeded to have a chocolate war and got chocolate all over our faces and each other, and generally made a rukus. It smelled AWFUL; apparently the scent of sweaty teenagers, melted chocolate, and hot car is gross (who knew? =P), so the three of us had to clean up in Crant's kitchen. His mom didn't seem that surprised, though she and Crant seemed a bit horrified by the astonishing amount of chocolate that we had on us. It took quite a while to get it all off, and even then, we still smelled like chocolate.
(Then we went to Bingo's house and nothing interesting really happened, other than MAlly fridge failure and Bingo creeping Molly and Crant as they had an *ehrm* moment on the back of his car.) Bingo transported Crant, Molly, and I as illegal immigrants (SHHH!) and we had fun car adventures blasting music on his retarded radio and playing mind tic-tac-toe, which I am still not very good at.
When we (finally) got to Molly's house, we learned that Astronaut had already been there for close to 20 minutes (poor guy). Molly and I changed into romp-clothing (there was a moment of awkward that was even awkward for us, but don't go trying to figure out what) and then the five of us went to the creek.
The water was REALLY HIGH (higher than the last time we took Astronaut and Crant romping) and VERY MUDDY and VERY cold. But of course, it was still amazingly fun. (We had a mud-fight, which was really fun and involved mud-love.)
Later, we returned to Molly's house to rinse off, run around like idiots, eat, and play with the hose in her driveway. Rhymenoceros and two of Bingo's other friends creeped Molly's house by driving through EVERY neighborhood along the road that they knew she lived off of until they found us. They then kidnapped Bingo (to take him to a concert at the RibFest), and left Crant, Molly, Astronaut, and I to have much less fun that before. We basically ended up in the basement, where Crant and Molly shared a blanket and made Astronaut and I feel awkward.
Eventually, Astronaut's dad came to get him (since he had ridden his bike to Molly's) and Molly's mom drove Crant and I home, though she EXPLODED first, so that was a really awkward car ride. I abandoned the poor guy to her mercy because I got dropped off first... poor guy.
(Sometime that day, I got sunburnt...and it was only the first day of summer... fail.)
SATURDAY:
Not as awesome as Friday, but only because Molly and I (as well as all the other band/orchestra/chorus kids that actually came) had to sit through a VERY LONG graduation ceremony while they FROZE US with the air conditioning. (WHY must there always be FREEZING?!) Luckily, Hosef let me steal his jacket (it swallowed me whole) but then I got CHOMPED by Mrs Eggburt for talking to the flutes. And I remembered why we dislike her.
The stupid band director made Pomp & Circumstance FAR TOO COMPLICATED, which made it impossible for us to watch the seniors go by, because usually, if we just play the same thing over and over again, we can just sit there and play mechanically. Argh. So, I didn't get to ogle My Pants as he went by (though I did see him as he walked back to his seat after graduating and he predictably looked adorable). We cheered for people we knew crossing the stage, and Elphaba yelled "McDONALDS!" as Prettyhair crossed the stage, but you couldn't hear her :(. Boringness.
Pomp and Circumstance is SERIOUSLY cruel and unusual punishment. Stupid Dumbo and Bingo weren't there (Dumbo because he moved and Bingo because he SOMEHOW got out of playing YET AGAIN) to suffer with the rest of us.
After the ceremony was over and we were released, I saw some of my senior friends (Orchestra and XC kids, mainly), and then Mr History congratulated me on "singing well" (I'm in orchestra...fail...). I'll miss him next year; the School Board is sending him to a stupid little middle school where they won't appreciate his amazingness. Way to go, School Board; take away the tenured teacher that has been with our school for most of its life.
Rorito and I hung out for awhile and took retarded pictures on her Mac:
Demented Ghosties.
Demented Ghosties.
And then Molly and I went to the End of Year/Surprise Going Away Party for our German Friend (we'll call him "Munchen", like Munich, Germany; an amazing city). That was amazingly fun, as expected, and there were A LOT of people there (including Kangaroo-kiddo and Vodkakitten). We made a whirlpool by holding hands and going in a HUGE circle, until it pulled us into the deep end. We also "jousted" and generally acted like idiots.
When we decided to move the party to Animaid's house, Crant had to bike home and change clothes, so Molly and I stalked him there in my car while blasting and singing along with Queen. He wasn't very happy with us. XD (then we got lost, because we have a great sense of direction? o.O)
...and the awesomeness continued.
(I would write about it in detail but I am FAR TOO LAZY.)
SUNDAY: (today)
RibFest with Molly, which was fail until we discovered the hidden corner with the band of awesome. Kitterbee and Bingo (went on a date tonight) showed up in my driveway (CREEPERS, but I'm used to it and expect it sorta, because Bingo has done so before) and kidnapped me. I thought I had misplaced my phone in a salad, and then the three of us went to Rorito's and surprised her. Twas fun and I'm sick of blogging so whatever.
Now I'm eating cake and I have to get up early tomorrow to go get Molly, then go running. YAY XC TRAINING! *blargh*
Online School starts tomorrow, so summer's basically over. w00t. :(
Quotes:
- I hope they aren't all fraternal or identical. If that's the case, then I feel very sorry for your uterus. -Astronaut
- Bacon? I think not. Me thinks it's the better meat than the bacon! -Billy Buffett (DUDE IN BAND OF AWESOME)
-Aly
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Hawaiian Sweet Rolls
HIHI!
Dumbo finally gave me an answer. Not the one I wanted, but I'm honestly okay with it. It makes sense and I understand that it is the best decision for both of us. I missed him as a friend, so I'm glad things are back to normal(ish) now. Though it makes me sad that if circumstances were a bit different, the answer might have been, too. Can't change it; he's leaving in a day anyway.
Molly, being my twin, got me HAWAIIAN SWEET ROLLS at the grocery store yesterday! She brought them to me this morning. I'm almost done now. I shared... some... O:). They are my version of "crack"; just like Jedi Princess's "crack" is cheddar/sour cream chips. AMAZINGNESS.
My english exam (powerpoint...which was more fail than I wanted it to be due to INTERNET FAILURE because of that storm last night...lightning hit my house and it was very scary and insane and such.) is OVER, and I had a laugh attack near the end of King Toast's because he was demonstrating "sneaking around to find food" and I -laughlaughlaugh-ed. I may have been the only one who couldn't stop laughing... as always. :)
After lunch (where I saw Dumbo/talked to him sorta and got hugs and then a large group of people left campus, not sure if they left "legally" or not but whatever. I had a note to go at 2 and I didn't want to get in trouble so I didn't.) and the COMPLETELY FAIL MATH REVIEW, I signed out, only to discover that my family FORGOT ABOUT ME. So, I went to the guidance office and picked up my MASSIVE MATH TEXTBOOK for the stupid online class I have to take over the summer because of France (<3) and it is BIGGER THAN MY CURRENT MATH BOOK, which is R-O-N-G, WRONG. [ESPECIALLY since this math class is basically three chapters of my current math class...]
Andddd then I sat outside for too long and a dude I haven't talked to in a very long time because he randomly FIMed me once and it was rather creepy of him started talking to me; I started texting people and then Elphaba convinced me to come to the band room, where they were playing various card games.
I really have to wonder, what is UP with band kids and card games? Is it some moth-to-light thing? Elphaba and I listened to songs on her ipod and learned how to swing-dance, sorta. It looks really silly when you don't have a partner, which is why we wanted to learn it. :D
Edward complains that he has two favorite songs right now; I think that's pretty reasonable, since I have about five favorite songs right now. YAY! (He also informs me that I am very ADD and he wrote very nice things in my yearbook on the Pepsi page that I've been trying to convince people to sign on for awhile, but nobody has been awesome enough.)
(Elphaba is partially to blame. Her and Youtube and Pandora. They just keep ADDING to the list!)
Elphaba and I are so weird, which is cool... because what we are weird about is something that is rather useful to maintaining sanity. Too bad Dorothy is this brand of weird; it would be easier for her that way. Movie Night time soon, I hope... except I'm SUPER BUSY this weekend.
Flailure ABANDONED ME the other day to go to CALIFORNIA with his dad and fraternaltwin (who I may have to Boy-Chomp, depending on his levels of stupidity) and hopefully distract himself from the boy he likes with fun touristy things. I'll have a LOT to catch him up on when he gets back, which is annoying, but sure makes for interesting conversation.
He's my rant-receiver, but really needs this vacation to sort out his feelings for the whore-boy that he's been pining over. The whore-boy that's been messing with his head and heart for a couple weeks. Poor Flailure... it's gotten really awkward for him. Him and his brother keep making nonsense plans with me for randomness next year, which is awesome, but I realize that I could just go to church on Sundays and see them.
WHY HAS THIS FAILED ME?! Whatever I write *RIGHT HERE* keeps going *poof* and it is VERY ANNOYING. (MOLLY, ARE YOU KILLING IT? OR IS IT JUST THE WEBSITE BEING STUPID?)
Quote for Today:
"I've got an illegal immigrant in my backseat, hurry up!"
Later!
-Aly
Dumbo finally gave me an answer. Not the one I wanted, but I'm honestly okay with it. It makes sense and I understand that it is the best decision for both of us. I missed him as a friend, so I'm glad things are back to normal(ish) now. Though it makes me sad that if circumstances were a bit different, the answer might have been, too. Can't change it; he's leaving in a day anyway.
Molly, being my twin, got me HAWAIIAN SWEET ROLLS at the grocery store yesterday! She brought them to me this morning. I'm almost done now. I shared... some... O:). They are my version of "crack"; just like Jedi Princess's "crack" is cheddar/sour cream chips. AMAZINGNESS.
My english exam (powerpoint...which was more fail than I wanted it to be due to INTERNET FAILURE because of that storm last night...lightning hit my house and it was very scary and insane and such.) is OVER, and I had a laugh attack near the end of King Toast's because he was demonstrating "sneaking around to find food" and I -laughlaughlaugh-ed. I may have been the only one who couldn't stop laughing... as always. :)
After lunch (where I saw Dumbo/talked to him sorta and got hugs and then a large group of people left campus, not sure if they left "legally" or not but whatever. I had a note to go at 2 and I didn't want to get in trouble so I didn't.) and the COMPLETELY FAIL MATH REVIEW, I signed out, only to discover that my family FORGOT ABOUT ME. So, I went to the guidance office and picked up my MASSIVE MATH TEXTBOOK for the stupid online class I have to take over the summer because of France (<3) and it is BIGGER THAN MY CURRENT MATH BOOK, which is R-O-N-G, WRONG. [ESPECIALLY since this math class is basically three chapters of my current math class...]
Andddd then I sat outside for too long and a dude I haven't talked to in a very long time because he randomly FIMed me once and it was rather creepy of him started talking to me; I started texting people and then Elphaba convinced me to come to the band room, where they were playing various card games.
I really have to wonder, what is UP with band kids and card games? Is it some moth-to-light thing? Elphaba and I listened to songs on her ipod and learned how to swing-dance, sorta. It looks really silly when you don't have a partner, which is why we wanted to learn it. :D
Edward complains that he has two favorite songs right now; I think that's pretty reasonable, since I have about five favorite songs right now. YAY! (He also informs me that I am very ADD and he wrote very nice things in my yearbook on the Pepsi page that I've been trying to convince people to sign on for awhile, but nobody has been awesome enough.)
(Elphaba is partially to blame. Her and Youtube and Pandora. They just keep ADDING to the list!)
- "Let Go" by Frou Frou
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x52w8txtiQs - "Fighting for Nothing" by Meg & Dia
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GAGlkcJhcKU - "Headlock" by Imogen Heap (AND the video is amazing!)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eKZsZkH_MJc - "Die Alone" by Ingrid Michaelson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9POTasT5umE - Nearly any Imogen Heap or Frou Frou song, basically. Obsession. :) Quite a few Meg & Dia songs as well ("Monster" is about creepers which is basically amazing.)
Elphaba and I are so weird, which is cool... because what we are weird about is something that is rather useful to maintaining sanity. Too bad Dorothy is this brand of weird; it would be easier for her that way. Movie Night time soon, I hope... except I'm SUPER BUSY this weekend.
Flailure ABANDONED ME the other day to go to CALIFORNIA with his dad and fraternaltwin (who I may have to Boy-Chomp, depending on his levels of stupidity) and hopefully distract himself from the boy he likes with fun touristy things. I'll have a LOT to catch him up on when he gets back, which is annoying, but sure makes for interesting conversation.
He's my rant-receiver, but really needs this vacation to sort out his feelings for the whore-boy that he's been pining over. The whore-boy that's been messing with his head and heart for a couple weeks. Poor Flailure... it's gotten really awkward for him. Him and his brother keep making nonsense plans with me for randomness next year, which is awesome, but I realize that I could just go to church on Sundays and see them.
WHY HAS THIS FAILED ME?! Whatever I write *RIGHT HERE* keeps going *poof* and it is VERY ANNOYING. (MOLLY, ARE YOU KILLING IT? OR IS IT JUST THE WEBSITE BEING STUPID?)
Quote for Today:
"I've got an illegal immigrant in my backseat, hurry up!"
Later!
-Aly
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Randomness and such
Hiya peoples of the internet :)
Tis Mollyyyyy.yeah.
Guess what. I freaking LOVE the rain.
Right now there's an EPIC thunderstorm {yay for laptops} and I am loving every second of it...which is rather odd considering thunderstorms usually scare me To DeAtH. (Last week Aly was over and we saw lightning, grabbed our chocolate chip cookies, and dove under my bed.)
I think maybe I have finally lost it. My sanity has gone *schwoop!disappearedness* and left me utterly crazy & confused. Last night I had a total emotional breakdown over absolutely nothing. It was so bizarre. I was just sitting in my room and suddenly felt a bit depressed for some reason and before I knew it, I was bawling. I have no idea what it was, but whatever it was, it was tearing me apart from the inside out. I felt better after talking to my favorite manatee friend for a while :) he wins.
Anyways! Yesterday after our 4th period study session {eugh. exams. but I don't have any serious ones left :D I have chorus and P.E. for my last 2. what a joke} me, Aly, and Crant walked to my house XD it was only a couple miles so it didn't take us a terribly long time. It was actually pretty fun. Crant found a lost tennis ball and decided to carry/bounce it home, and we talked about Aly's crisis and other random stuffff. I greatly enjoyed their company as always but shorly after we got there, Aly has to leave (D:) due to the english powerpoint of evil. Crant and I hung out for a while and then he left around 5. (There's more but I don't really feel like telling the story of my brother's superawfulness.)
ALSO yesterday, I went running in the morning which is always AmAzInG! I was so happy that I got halfway back up the trail and decided to pay Reharrison a little visit. His dad answered the door and I told him with plenty of enthusiasm, HAPPY WEDNESDAY! (this was tuesday) XD XD XD it was hilarious. He didn't even correct me! I'm going to go back tomorrow and say HAPPY WEDNESDAY with JUST as much enthusiasm JUST because it'll be Thursday.
I wonder if he'll say anything this time...yesterday Reharrison told me that if I show up at his house at 6:30 again he'll actually get up which is very happy!
The storm is almost gone now :(
So I'm going to be gone too
*poof*
Tis Mollyyyyy.yeah.
Guess what. I freaking LOVE the rain.
Right now there's an EPIC thunderstorm {yay for laptops} and I am loving every second of it...which is rather odd considering thunderstorms usually scare me To DeAtH. (Last week Aly was over and we saw lightning, grabbed our chocolate chip cookies, and dove under my bed.)
I think maybe I have finally lost it. My sanity has gone *schwoop!disappearedness* and left me utterly crazy & confused. Last night I had a total emotional breakdown over absolutely nothing. It was so bizarre. I was just sitting in my room and suddenly felt a bit depressed for some reason and before I knew it, I was bawling. I have no idea what it was, but whatever it was, it was tearing me apart from the inside out. I felt better after talking to my favorite manatee friend for a while :) he wins.
Anyways! Yesterday after our 4th period study session {eugh. exams. but I don't have any serious ones left :D I have chorus and P.E. for my last 2. what a joke} me, Aly, and Crant walked to my house XD it was only a couple miles so it didn't take us a terribly long time. It was actually pretty fun. Crant found a lost tennis ball and decided to carry/bounce it home, and we talked about Aly's crisis and other random stuffff. I greatly enjoyed their company as always but shorly after we got there, Aly has to leave (D:) due to the english powerpoint of evil. Crant and I hung out for a while and then he left around 5. (There's more but I don't really feel like telling the story of my brother's superawfulness.)
ALSO yesterday, I went running in the morning which is always AmAzInG! I was so happy that I got halfway back up the trail and decided to pay Reharrison a little visit. His dad answered the door and I told him with plenty of enthusiasm, HAPPY WEDNESDAY! (this was tuesday) XD XD XD it was hilarious. He didn't even correct me! I'm going to go back tomorrow and say HAPPY WEDNESDAY with JUST as much enthusiasm JUST because it'll be Thursday.
I wonder if he'll say anything this time...yesterday Reharrison told me that if I show up at his house at 6:30 again he'll actually get up which is very happy!
The storm is almost gone now :(
So I'm going to be gone too
*poof*
Dear Dumbo; I Kinda Hate Your Guts.
Hiya.
I would normally EXCLAIM HAPPINESS at people. But I have been teetering on the edge of insanity for three days.
But he (yes; Dumbo) is:
Driving me crazy. Killing me with my own impatience. I am Unable to function.
[Rant to nobody in particular/Dumbo]
You KNOW this. I have TOLD YOU that you are like HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE or something--- you keep giving me heart attacks. Have you seen 'em? Y'know, when I completely freak out, scream, and DIVE INTO CORNERS? Where I'm torn between wishing that you'll see me and praying that you are oblivious. Where I hope that you'll come up to me and give me a hug and stop tormenting me.
"You have placed me in quite an annoying situation," you say (over a text because I can't speak to you in person now, dammit). ANNOYING SITUATION?! ANNOYING SITUATION?! I WILL GIVE YOU AN "ANNOYING SITUATION"!
An ANNOYING FRICKING SITUATION is me diving into corners to avoid you. An "ANNOYING SITUATION" is you taking days to make up your mind. An ANNOYING SITUATION is my mother expending a lot of effort to convince me that your lack of response means that no matter what, it's a no and she's seen this coming for years and quite frankly, I'm starting to believe her.
An annoying situation is one of my best friends telling me that "drama" is her continual wish to talk to her boyfriend, when CLEARLY I'm having a CRISIS. Another annoying situation is that I am so FRUSTRATED with you right now that I honestly kinda hate you. An annoying situation is my inability to eat, to sleep, and your constant presence in my mind.
Most annoyingly is the fact that you aren't giving me an answer and you can just move away and never look back at the girl that is dying over YOU. That, my friend, is ANNOYING.
Grow some and give me a fricking answer. This is ridiculous.
-Aly
I would normally EXCLAIM HAPPINESS at people. But I have been teetering on the edge of insanity for three days.
But he (yes; Dumbo) is:
Driving me crazy. Killing me with my own impatience. I am Unable to function.
[Rant to nobody in particular/Dumbo]
You KNOW this. I have TOLD YOU that you are like HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE or something--- you keep giving me heart attacks. Have you seen 'em? Y'know, when I completely freak out, scream, and DIVE INTO CORNERS? Where I'm torn between wishing that you'll see me and praying that you are oblivious. Where I hope that you'll come up to me and give me a hug and stop tormenting me.
"You have placed me in quite an annoying situation," you say (over a text because I can't speak to you in person now, dammit). ANNOYING SITUATION?! ANNOYING SITUATION?! I WILL GIVE YOU AN "ANNOYING SITUATION"!
An ANNOYING FRICKING SITUATION is me diving into corners to avoid you. An "ANNOYING SITUATION" is you taking days to make up your mind. An ANNOYING SITUATION is my mother expending a lot of effort to convince me that your lack of response means that no matter what, it's a no and she's seen this coming for years and quite frankly, I'm starting to believe her.
An annoying situation is one of my best friends telling me that "drama" is her continual wish to talk to her boyfriend, when CLEARLY I'm having a CRISIS. Another annoying situation is that I am so FRUSTRATED with you right now that I honestly kinda hate you. An annoying situation is my inability to eat, to sleep, and your constant presence in my mind.
Most annoyingly is the fact that you aren't giving me an answer and you can just move away and never look back at the girl that is dying over YOU. That, my friend, is ANNOYING.
Grow some and give me a fricking answer. This is ridiculous.
-Aly
Sunday, June 7, 2009
In Between Here and There is Now
(That's Kitterbee's brother, being awesome. Sorta like my weekend. Haha!)
Hihi!
THIS WEEKEND HAS BEEN COMPLETELY MADE OF AWESOME. I kid you not. Too bad it's now exam week again. :(
FRIDAY:
School was, of course, very blah and such. Exam that took 15ish minutes (excluding my FAIL with erasing; I mean, really. That took 10 minutes of life.) followed by two "study sessions" of boredom and failness. Whee?
After school and being a lazybutt for an hour or so, I drove over to Elphaba's to pick her up and then on to Kitterbee's, to illegally transport both of them to Starbucks and then the school talent show.
Cromy-crom was BEHIND ME IN HIS CAR AND IT FREAKED ME OUT. I seriously spazzed for ten minutes when he was behind me. It was awful. I would say that Elphaba was a bit concerned for my sanity at that point, but due to the fact that she was hanging over the back of the passenger-side seat, I don't believe she was that flabbergasted. And she knows me, so my insanity is altogether normal.
Anyway, we went to Starbucks... after I failed and drove all the way to the school parking lot before realizing that we were supposed to be at Starbucks. And then we drank CHOCOLATE FRAPPUCINOS (sp?) and ate marshmallows-on-sticks and played games for an hour, before driving up to the school again and meeting up with Rorito. She was angry because we confused her and were almost late.
The talent show was amazing except for the expected sound failings and the fact that I screamed about my brain exploding when it was almost over. But a lot of my friends who I haven't seen in awhile were there, so that was really great!
AFTERWARDS, there was scrambling/running around crazily/trying to figure out transportation because Rorito and I were spending the night with Kitterbee and there's curfew and blah-blah-blah. I stuck Bingo with driving Rorito and Kitterbee in his Crapmobile because he and Kitterbee go out now so HA.
When I made it (IN RECORD TIME! sorta.) to Kitterbee's, Bingo was still there, and there was a lot of piano-playing and singing and such. I dislike that, because I don't sing nor do I play piano, so I feel all left out and that is really uncomfortable. Bingo went home, and Kitterbee, Rorito, and I were pretty calm, which was odd. I read a book that Kitterbee handed me because it had a happy ending and I do love books with expected, cliche, fairy-tale happy endings. The three of us slept in the same bed, which resulted in amusing quotes.
SATURDAY:
After sitting in the back of Rorito's mom's convertible Bug (WHICH I LOVE. It's like sticking your head out of a window like a dog!!!!) for an hour or so while the Mommies chatted, they dropped me off at Molly's. We put on running shorts (no taking off our underwear in the middle of a field this time! YAY!) and went on the Trail.
It was all muddy, so we sorta mud-skated around, before hopping over to Reharrison's house to see/convince him to puddle-sit with us. He wasn't home and we lost patience, so we went back to the HUGE MUDDY PUDDLE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FIELD and sat for a very long time. As we sat there, our hair suddenly grew FIVE FEET LONG, so we freaked out and hopped away, taking care to avoid the dismembered Awkward that apparently had been sharing the puddle with us.
We skipped over to Molly's again, drained the kiddie pool that her mom recently bought (she KNEW we wanted to get in it! She's the one who told us to drain it first because Monkeyturd had put his nasty toeses in it!) and then re-filled it with nice, cool water and sat with Jake in the kiddie pool for a very long time. It was amazing and we had major issues getting out even though we were DYING OF HUNGRY. But we were all chilly from the kiddie pool, so we laid out in her driveway in just running shorts and sports bras. A very strangely girlie moment for us; we're not usually into sunbathing, but I think we have discovered the appeal. You get all warm and the sun is so nice!
Every single time MAlly hangs out, we get the CRAVING to capture a Mexican and fry 'im up, so we did that. (I am JOKING. JOKING. JOKING. We want Mexican food; that's our weirdly-awful way to say that. Sorry if that offends anybody! o.O) SO, we got out 50 million plates and knives and made fantastic tacos! YAY! We followed the Fattie Clubbing with a cat-nap with puffy pillows on the floor of Molly's room.
When we woke up, we were hungry again, so we made cookie dough. Without salt and baking soda, so it would never make it to cookie form. Heck yeah. At that point, we realized that the Alternative Prom (Alt Party) was THAT NIGHT, so we had to come up with costumes. Eventually, we decided on being The Devils On Your Shoulders. Obviously we couldn't be an angel and a devil because Molly has TWO RED CAPES OF AWESOME and we wanted to wear them. We found magicalness and were all excited and such. We are surprisingly good at being devilish ^_^!
Basically, the Alt Party was SUPER FUN and a lot of my/our friends were there; we met some new people, too. Beret, Prettyhair, Peter Pan, Edward, Crant, Farst, Rooster, Yos, and way more. There was food (foodfoodfood) and dancing (like grinding and/or dancing like a whore because that is amazingly fun; I failed a test.) as well as spazzing, sparklers (!), and board games. (Normally, that would be like ehh? but they were fun. Yep.)
At 11:00, Molly's mom picked us up and then I spent the night with her. We texting Dumbo, Rorito, Elphaba, and a lot of people "*DING!* It's sunday! Time to go to church!" at midnightish and surprisingly, we got REPLIES. Dumbo generally is asleep by then so that was particularly odd. He texted me about trebuchets at 1:34 (as in AM) and that was very confusing to my sleep-addled self at 8something when we woke up.
SUNDAY:
Molly and I decided that we needed PLANS WITH PEOPLE today, so we called Astronaut (whose number I creeped off Bingo's phone) and informed him (we don't ask) that he was going to come creek-romping with us at 1:30. Rorito, Crant, Kitterbee, Benjamin, King Toast, and Bingo were all invited, but it ended up being MAlly, Rorito, Kitterbee, Astronaut, and Crant. Molly and I ate leftover cookie dough for breakfast.
Rorito was EARLY since she lives in Molly's neighborhood and the three of us just hung out and were bored for awhile before everybody else showed up. Bingo was auditioning for a role in Rent at the local theatre, so he couldn't make it (we told him to break a leg and a foot), so he couldn't make it and both Molly and I had to be Replacement-boyfriends for Kitterbee because she missed him. It was cute!
Creek-romping was AMAZINGLY fun except for the part where:
- Rorito injured herself
- Crant got sand and rocks in my bra, and I had to get them out...
- THERE WAS A SNAKE. A BIG SNAKE. IN THE WATER. SORTA. BUT NOT REALLY. AND IT WAS AHHHHH!!!!! (I am afraid of snakes. Apparently.)
The weekend is over now; it's exam week (sorta) again, drama continues (I have a chorus of six-or-so-people encouraging me to ask Dumbo out and Flailure is... well, flailing. Poor boy.), and I HAVE SHINTS. (Shin splints. From fail. Yuck.)
Last week of school!
WHOO!
Best of luck on any exams/trials/annoyances/drama in your life :)
Quote for Today:
"Humans should be scolded for hanging mushrooms."
DFTBA!
-Aly
Thursday, June 4, 2009
It's Worth it to Get Up in the Morning
Hihi!
Now, I would not say today has been an AMAZING day, because it certainly hasn't.
Exams and study sessions and all.
Y'know, I have never considered myself a "morning person", but I'm discovering that I'm not exactly NOT a morning person.
Due to weather and coloring books, Molly and I did not run yesterday afternoon, as we originally planned. My dad had mentioned to me that I should run in the morning, so that is what we decided to do.
So, each of us got up at 6:00 (as in AM) and went running.
This run wasn't about pace, length (time or distance), or the course. It was about running for the sake of the experience. To train for cross-country and to center ourselves.
If you have NEVER run for the sake of running, please, get a pair of running shoes and go. Don't plan where you're running. Just have your time and know where to start. Have music if you need it (I do). Take it slow. Run as long as you feel like it. Walk if you need to. Stop and stretch. Run again when you're ready. You could say it's a jog-- but the mentality of it; the feeling of flying and the will to drive forward, that's all running. That's you on the road when the sun's low in the sky, alone, seeing only the mist rising above the lake and the green of the woods in spring. Those are your feet on the wet pavement; your legs propelling you forward; your breathing. That is your heartbeat in your chest, giving you strength. And when it's over, that is your sweat that you wipe off your face. Those are your muscles; stronger. Your mind is calm. Your body hurts. And that is a freaking amazing run.
Go run. Run early, before anybody else.
You won't regret it.
I don't, and I know Molly agrees.
<3,
-Aly
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Long Time No Blog
Hi guys :)
it's Molly {finally} YESH I know I haven't blogged in 30,000 years but I've had a bunch to say and I can never find enough time to say it. I don't even know where to start...
*Aly already covered the birthday party (which was awesome times 20) & the fact that this week is the beginning of exams (FAIL)
*My family is driving me insane...actually mostly my brother. He acts like I have to do everything he says so yesterday I started completely ignoring him. THEN when he got in my face I stopped thinking and threw some random nail clippers at him...then i had to talk to him -_-
*Jake is getting bigger! EEK! He's going to tower over poor Fattypants (Journey) before we know it.
*I got to see Crant's art fail (apparently that happens) so I told him I'd show him some writing fail...but I can't o.O they're so bad. They're about as embarrassing as going to school in your underwear
*My computer is FRYING
*THERE ARE ONLY 8 DAYS OF SCHOOL LEFT INCLUDING TODAY SINCE IT'S 12:15am! WOOHOO!
*MAlly really needs to RUN!!!
*Ben & Jerry's wins. I don't care what you say. Ben & Jerry are my favorite. men. ever.
*IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII don't remember anything else I had to say here so I'll just post it as it comes to me I guess...unless I'm at school or something because then I'll have to wait till I get home...yeah. I'm going to stop rambling.
Later,
Molleh
it's Molly {finally} YESH I know I haven't blogged in 30,000 years but I've had a bunch to say and I can never find enough time to say it. I don't even know where to start...
*Aly already covered the birthday party (which was awesome times 20) & the fact that this week is the beginning of exams (FAIL)
*My family is driving me insane...actually mostly my brother. He acts like I have to do everything he says so yesterday I started completely ignoring him. THEN when he got in my face I stopped thinking and threw some random nail clippers at him...then i had to talk to him -_-
*Jake is getting bigger! EEK! He's going to tower over poor Fattypants (Journey) before we know it.
*I got to see Crant's art fail (apparently that happens) so I told him I'd show him some writing fail...but I can't o.O they're so bad. They're about as embarrassing as going to school in your underwear
*My computer is FRYING
*THERE ARE ONLY 8 DAYS OF SCHOOL LEFT INCLUDING TODAY SINCE IT'S 12:15am! WOOHOO!
*MAlly really needs to RUN!!!
*Ben & Jerry's wins. I don't care what you say. Ben & Jerry are my favorite. men. ever.
*IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII don't remember anything else I had to say here so I'll just post it as it comes to me I guess...unless I'm at school or something because then I'll have to wait till I get home...yeah. I'm going to stop rambling.
Later,
Molleh
Monday, June 1, 2009
Unexpected Sadness
Hello...
Okay, so; you know that teacher that you've had forever and you aren't so in love with their class anymore? The teacher that you often think you may hate, yet you know that you still like them and they're pretty cool. Well... I found out today that teacher... is leaving.
Now, if my eyes would cooperate, I would properly cry and show how upset I am, but I just can't do that. But it's very upsetting and I'm really sad about it and it REALLY SUCKS. I would have said I wouldn't care; I'm quitting her class (yes, it's Mrs Eggburt) anyway, so it doesn't affect me.
But I've had her since SIXTH GRADE and I'm rather attached. She has seen/heard me do EMBARRASSING things (pretty recently... *hides*) and she's known me since I was a really shy, scrawny sixth grader with no friends.
Dumbo and the Band Kids are like "YAY!"; they had her husband and aren't particularly fond of her. That's really sad... we all know she isn't the nicest teacher ever and we don't love her all the time but she CARES about us and wants us to succeed. That's why she pushes us hard, and even if we don't enjoy her class... it's still important. I don't know how to rationalize it.
Anyway, I'm sad...
Bleh...
BUT I JUST READ AN AWESOME BOOK.
The Decoy Princess by Dawn Cook; I bought it with change during the expedition into nerd-dom with Rorito yesterday. :)
(Quick Drama Update: Flailure is having boy troubles, Bingo is having man-whore confusion, Elphaba doesn't like Fiyero anymore and may tell the guy she likes now that she likes him, and Dumbo is leaving too soon for my liking.)
... My eyes just decided to cooperate with my mood. They seem to be leaking. :'(
-Aly
Okay, so; you know that teacher that you've had forever and you aren't so in love with their class anymore? The teacher that you often think you may hate, yet you know that you still like them and they're pretty cool. Well... I found out today that teacher... is leaving.
Now, if my eyes would cooperate, I would properly cry and show how upset I am, but I just can't do that. But it's very upsetting and I'm really sad about it and it REALLY SUCKS. I would have said I wouldn't care; I'm quitting her class (yes, it's Mrs Eggburt) anyway, so it doesn't affect me.
But I've had her since SIXTH GRADE and I'm rather attached. She has seen/heard me do EMBARRASSING things (pretty recently... *hides*) and she's known me since I was a really shy, scrawny sixth grader with no friends.
Dumbo and the Band Kids are like "YAY!"; they had her husband and aren't particularly fond of her. That's really sad... we all know she isn't the nicest teacher ever and we don't love her all the time but she CARES about us and wants us to succeed. That's why she pushes us hard, and even if we don't enjoy her class... it's still important. I don't know how to rationalize it.
Anyway, I'm sad...
Bleh...
BUT I JUST READ AN AWESOME BOOK.
The Decoy Princess by Dawn Cook; I bought it with change during the expedition into nerd-dom with Rorito yesterday. :)
(Quick Drama Update: Flailure is having boy troubles, Bingo is having man-whore confusion, Elphaba doesn't like Fiyero anymore and may tell the guy she likes now that she likes him, and Dumbo is leaving too soon for my liking.)
... My eyes just decided to cooperate with my mood. They seem to be leaking. :'(
-Aly
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Kyle Valkyle and the Twenty-Seven Steves
Hihi!
Aly YET AGAIN because Molly seems to have an affliction that keeps her from blogging. Fail.
Anyway, Molly's party finally happened, and it was insanely awesome.
See, Molly's mom decided that the theme would be a "Scavenger Hunt" so we were forced to RUN ALL OVER her neighborhood to find things. It was INSANITY. I mean, you set 9 teenagers lose in a neighborhood and you expect it to be organized??
HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We were seperated into two groups; the losing group had to create a happy birthday skit for Molly using items her mother chose.
The groups were:
1. Molly: Kangaroo-Kiddo, Benjamin, Bingo, Stickenchicken
2. Rorito: Aly, Reharrison, Crant
I think our team had the advantage... both Rorito and Reharrison live in Molly's neighborhood. Yay! We won. After getting all scratched up and attacked by nettles/bugs/thornyobjects, got lost, and drove CRAZILY AROUND HER NEIGHBORHOOD in order to win. But we didn't have to do the skit and the skit that Bingo, Benjamin, Stickenchicken, and Kangaroo-kiddo did was FREAKING AMAZING besides. We couldn't have beat that!
After all that awesome ended, we played Picture Telephone three-- or was it four?-- times which was completely fun insanity. We are brilliant geniuses (geniui!). And ate cake. And about five pounds of M&Ms. And I almost died because I started laughing while eating M&Ms and drinking water (don't ask). YAY!
Eventually, everybody left ( :( ), and Kangaroo-kiddo, Rorito, and I all spent the night which was mostly awkwardness, because like a few other sleepovers I've been at lately it was all *divisionly* and that was FAILISH.
Yeah. Kangaroo-kiddo and Molly will eat me when they read that. But honestly. It wasn't the best thing that has ever happened.
SOYEAH.
Today was pretty cool; Rorito and I had adventures involving nerd-dom, mud, and the outdoors. I'm pretty content. :)
Quote for Today:
Darcy: "You wore control-top pantyhose?"
Nick: "Did you put a pair in the pink box?"
Darcy: "How did you look in them?"
Nick: "Hot."
~From What Women Want
Have a great...Monday... and such!
EXAM WEEK BEGINS THIS WEEK.
AND MALLY IS GOING TO RUN.
MAYBE.
WE HOPE.
IF THE WEATHER COOPERATES.
WHICH IT GENERALLY DOESN'T.
:(
-Aly
This is Bingo, Crant, Benjamin, and Kiddo, I think. :)
Aly YET AGAIN because Molly seems to have an affliction that keeps her from blogging. Fail.
Anyway, Molly's party finally happened, and it was insanely awesome.
See, Molly's mom decided that the theme would be a "Scavenger Hunt" so we were forced to RUN ALL OVER her neighborhood to find things. It was INSANITY. I mean, you set 9 teenagers lose in a neighborhood and you expect it to be organized??
HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We were seperated into two groups; the losing group had to create a happy birthday skit for Molly using items her mother chose.
The groups were:
1. Molly: Kangaroo-Kiddo, Benjamin, Bingo, Stickenchicken
2. Rorito: Aly, Reharrison, Crant
I think our team had the advantage... both Rorito and Reharrison live in Molly's neighborhood. Yay! We won. After getting all scratched up and attacked by nettles/bugs/thornyobjects, got lost, and drove CRAZILY AROUND HER NEIGHBORHOOD in order to win. But we didn't have to do the skit and the skit that Bingo, Benjamin, Stickenchicken, and Kangaroo-kiddo did was FREAKING AMAZING besides. We couldn't have beat that!
After all that awesome ended, we played Picture Telephone three-- or was it four?-- times which was completely fun insanity. We are brilliant geniuses (geniui!). And ate cake. And about five pounds of M&Ms. And I almost died because I started laughing while eating M&Ms and drinking water (don't ask). YAY!
Eventually, everybody left ( :( ), and Kangaroo-kiddo, Rorito, and I all spent the night which was mostly awkwardness, because like a few other sleepovers I've been at lately it was all *divisionly* and that was FAILISH.
Yeah. Kangaroo-kiddo and Molly will eat me when they read that. But honestly. It wasn't the best thing that has ever happened.
SOYEAH.
Today was pretty cool; Rorito and I had adventures involving nerd-dom, mud, and the outdoors. I'm pretty content. :)
Quote for Today:
Darcy: "You wore control-top pantyhose?"
Nick: "Did you put a pair in the pink box?"
Darcy: "How did you look in them?"
Nick: "Hot."
~From What Women Want
Have a great...Monday... and such!
EXAM WEEK BEGINS THIS WEEK.
AND MALLY IS GOING TO RUN.
MAYBE.
WE HOPE.
IF THE WEATHER COOPERATES.
WHICH IT GENERALLY DOESN'T.
:(
-Aly
This is Bingo, Crant, Benjamin, and Kiddo, I think. :)
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Fattie Club
Hihi!
XC season is coming up quickly and THE FATTIE CLUB is still around. What?!
Oh yeah.
*eats a few bowls of ice cream*
*feels fat*
*feels guilty*
*decides to run*
*decides is "too busy" to run*
*feels guilt about not running*
*feels guilt about excuses for not running*
*eats more ice cream*
*feels fat*
and the cycle continues.
*is too lazy to break the cycle*
I really don't have much to say.
*is boring*
...this is SO FAIL!
Almost as much as me not being able to figure out my own practice problems... or being unable to stay mad at my friends for very long... meh.
Molly has/had? food poisoning today and yesterday, which I'll say is her excuse for not posting anything. And Sunday was her and Crant's 9-month-anniversary and we had MAlly/Bingo/Crant adventures, which was kinda really awesome. And movies.
Imma go do homework now, and eat more ice cream. Yay Breyer's Mint Chocolate Chip! ♥
Quote For Today:
"I doubt she gave you the stink-eye, that's just how her face looks."
~Bleaker in Juno
-Aly
XC season is coming up quickly and THE FATTIE CLUB is still around. What?!
Oh yeah.
*eats a few bowls of ice cream*
*feels fat*
*feels guilty*
*decides to run*
*decides is "too busy" to run*
*feels guilt about not running*
*feels guilt about excuses for not running*
*eats more ice cream*
*feels fat*
and the cycle continues.
*is too lazy to break the cycle*
I really don't have much to say.
*is boring*
...this is SO FAIL!
Almost as much as me not being able to figure out my own practice problems... or being unable to stay mad at my friends for very long... meh.
Molly has/had? food poisoning today and yesterday, which I'll say is her excuse for not posting anything. And Sunday was her and Crant's 9-month-anniversary and we had MAlly/Bingo/Crant adventures, which was kinda really awesome. And movies.
Imma go do homework now, and eat more ice cream. Yay Breyer's Mint Chocolate Chip! ♥
Quote For Today:
"I doubt she gave you the stink-eye, that's just how her face looks."
~Bleaker in Juno
-Aly
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