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

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

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

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

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.

Rorito and I hung out for awhile and took retarded pictures on her Mac:
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:

1. I hope they aren't all fraternal or identical. If that's the case, then I feel very sorry for your uterus. -Astronaut
2. Bacon? I think not. Me thinks it's the better meat than the bacon! -Billy Buffett (DUDE IN BAND OF AWESOME)

DFTBA!
-Aly

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!)

1. "Let Go" by Frou Frou
   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x52w8txtiQs
2. "Fighting for Nothing" by Meg & Dia
   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GAGlkcJhcKU
3. "Headlock" by Imogen Heap (AND the video is amazing!)
   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eKZsZkH_MJc
4. "Die Alone" by Ingrid Michaelson
   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9POTasT5umE
5. 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

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*

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

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:

1. Rorito injured herself
2. Crant got sand and rocks in my bra, and I had to get them out...
   
3. THERE WAS A SNAKE. A BIG SNAKE. IN THE WATER. SORTA. BUT NOT REALLY. AND IT WAS AHHHHH!!!!! (I am afraid of snakes. Apparently.)

... and after hanging out in Molly's basement, playing telephone (heck yeah.) and being random for awhile, we all CRAMMED into Mom's car and she drove us home. I got my pillow back from Kitterbee's house, so YAY!

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

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

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

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