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

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. :)

Good Mornings, Afternoons, and Days

Hihi!

Tis "Alleh". Molleh needs to stop posting whiney I'M SICK! Blogs. Really, Molly? Have you done NOTHING interesting at ALL while being miserably sick? You could just make something up, you know.

Anyway, while Molly has been sick, I have been at SCHOOL. Contrary to Molly's opinion, I am still sick (still coughing, sneezing, sniffling, etc.) but I don't have a fever and generally I can speak.

During the past two days of school, I have had interesting adventures-- and I've had GOOD days.

Thursday:
Like always, I texted "Good morning!" to people: Rorito, Molly, Dorothy, Edward, Sisteramy, and Elphaba. Rorito SNAPPED at me, which made me sad because who SNAPS when somebody wishes them a good morning? Everybody else responded well, but Rorito was like "GRRRR DON'T WAKE ME UP." (I learned later that she had been up since 6:40 so it was excuseable, but I only woker her up a minute before her alarm, so I don't understand what the big deal was.)

Going to school that day, I had a cool conversation with Reharrison.

Aly: *walking towards classroom*
Reharrison: "Good morning!"
Aly: *just inside the doorway; turns around; spazzes out* "YOU SAID GOOD MORNING! THAT'S GOOD!"
Reharrison: "I always say good morning. Cuz it IS a good morning!"
Aly: "I text Good Morning to people! And it is a good morning. But Rorito snapped at me this morning. :("
Reharrison: "Oh, that sounds like her. You see, this is why I can't be the replacement Rorito. I'm a morning person."
Aly: "You may have a point. Maybe."
Reharrison: *smirk + grin*
Aly: "Well, see you in Chem...."
Reharrison: "Bye, Aly."

It was random and it made me laugh. Mostly because the spaz about it was not a small spaz. It was this crazed, whirlling, spin-dance of "AHA!".

The day continued to be good, even though Molly was not in Civics. I didn't pay attention and instead wrote in Seussgirl's yearbook in the colorful pens Molly gave me last year after going to Charleston. :)

*skipping to lunch*

Since I had failed on Rednoseday (Wednesday) to write more than Croissant in Hosef's yearbook, he gave me his yearbook to write in during lunch. But because of strange timing, Jedi Princess and I had to sit with Prettyhair, Beret, and Rumor. Being Theatre kids, Prettyhair, Beret, and Jedi Princess all know each other; Jedi Princess and I used to sit with Rumor; I'm friends with Prettyhair from the Disney trip and I used to accidentally stalk him; Beret and Prettyhair date each other.

Prettyhair, Beret, and I all got pizza-- Beret didn't finish hers. Prettyhair doesn't like Hosef very much, but neither do most people that know him. Somehow, the idea was put forth (between Beret and Prettyhair) to put Beret's unfinished pizza in Hosef's yearbook (on my page...) because:

1. He'd never forget me.
2. It's original.
3. Hosef is a donkey (*cough*).

Of course, this caused crazy laughter. And, so... Jedi Princess, Prettyhair, and Beret all pick up the piece of pizza and (SPLAT!) put it on the page. Then... we closed the yearbook. Causing the grease and pizza sauce to go ALL OVER my page (and Croissant's). We all busted out laughing... until later when I felt INSANELY GUILTY. I just can't be MEAN to people and not feel bad about it! The worst thing is, I had Hosef sign my yearbook before giving him his back, and he wrote NICE THINGS in my yearbook! I felt WORSE after reading it. (On the bright side, I had cleaned up his yearbook and wrote over the grease stain). He's not MAD about it (because I still WROTE a lot, even if it wasn't a great yearbook page since it got all *crazyeyes*).

Later, Elphaba and I went to the Band Concert; we learned that we are TERRIBLE audience members-- we spent the time passing notes on the back of the Courtesy-of-the-Arts-Board-Annoy-People-Packet, texting Bingo, and hoping that Dumbo would text me back. After it was done, Dorothy was a creeper, and then Elphaba and I went to the grocery store and got BEN AND JERRY'S!, which we consumed while creeping in my car. It was SO FUN! :D

Even LATER, Kangaroo-kiddo wrote me a poem. Which was awesome, and makes me smile. So sweet! :D!

Friday:
Was a pretty good day! Starting off with text from Dumbo saying plans were possible for this weekend (even though he's sickly). I texted him back a tackle-hug, and then when I saw him randomly in the morning in the hall, I got him to hug me WITHOUT having to convince him into it! WHOOHOO! Hug-training! :D

Blahblahblah, so it was a good day and I got ANOTHER hug from him (awkward side hug) at lunch. And life is good.

Yesterday (as in Saturday because I failed at posting this yesterday), I had TWO parties. Sadly, the first one (which I was at for less time) was MORE awesome than the second one, but it's okay. Dumbo was texting me, and we tried to make plans with Elphaba for today. That failed because he's a peacher's kid and he's so SWEET (he's currently visiting his grandmother in a nursing home! Aww! :)).

HE IS SO OBLIVIOUS! GRR.

At least his hug-training is progressing nicely. He will soon join the ranks of Benjamin and Astronaut. I am DETERMINED!

Okay, this was REALLY LONG but I need to go now. Maybe plans with Molly? Maybe? Please? :)

Quote for Today:
Beckett: "Why don't you both just drop your pants and get it over with?"
Castle: "I'm game."
~From Castle, an AWESOME TV SHOW! :)

Other Castle Quotes:

1. Castle: "She's not naked. She's holding a gun...stra-te-gi-cally."
2. Beckett: "What do you have up your sleeves?"
   Castle: "Aside from my muscular arms?"
3. Martha: "What's Owen like?"
   Castle: "I don't know, I haven't met him."
   Martha: "You haven't met him?! And you said YES to letting Alexis go to prom with him?"
   Castle: "*shrug* Yeah."
   Martha: "You're a TERRIBLE father!"
4. Castle: "So, tell me, little man... have you ever been to prison?"

Anyway. It's awesome. Go watch it. THEY WILL HAVE A SEASON TWO! <3

-Aly

P.S. Crant watches Castle! YAY! :)

The Coalition of Sickies

Hihi!

I have a FEVER of at least 100*, but that was before the thermometer was done measuring. Whoo. So, no school today.

Yesterday was kinda awesome. Wax Museum was in the evening, so although neither Molly nor I felt well, we had to suffer through school.

Comments about Yesterday:

1. MyPants is evil. Seriously. Was it ABSOLUTELY necessary to taunt us? I mean, I liked him months ago (& he knew it), but WHY MUST HE TORTURE MY EXISTENCE AS A STATUE?
2. My dad MASSIVELY failed and didn't see the IBM Satan.
3. Mr Poisson is cool because he didn't listen to our entire thing or check it against the script, and he was our grader. A+!
4. The Group Of Junior-Friends got to witness probably the worst run-through of our skit.
5. People who don't like hugs are LAME.
6. Crant is awesome; he had apple juice!
7. King Toast can be annoying? (Who knew?)
8. Theatre kids never cease being dramatic.
9. MAlly is HOARSE.
10. Seeing Kangaroo-Kiddo & Posse is cool. PINKY WIGGLE!

BUT IT WAS STILL KINDA AWeSOME.

Molly and I had to corner Dumbo to get him to hug us, which kinda stinks. His Hug Training needs to be stepped up. I mean, we trained BENJAMIN to hug us! He used to not hug us back and wasn't a very good hugger, but now he's much better! :)

Elphaba came up with a good question to ask somebody. "How would you describe my personality?" It's interesting to see how people answer; everybody seems to perceive you differently, and it's nice to know how they see you. I answered for her, Bingo, and Kangaroo-Kiddo; they all answered for me too. I wasn't nice about answering for Bingo because he has an ego problem and it always brings me joy to remind him that he's a bit egotistical. Kangaroo-kiddo was sorta difficult to answer for, but mostly because it was so late by the time I answered for her that I was getting a bit loopy. Elphaba was surprisingly simple; I've gotten to know her much better in the time since Disney, even though we've been friends for 3 years.

Coalition of Sickies:
Due to the fact that Dorothy was home sick today, like me, and we're both suffering HACKHACKHACK-ing and cold-symptoms, she decided that she is President of the Hack Club. I think it should be called the Coalition of Sickies, because Molly is sick as well, though she has teeth appointments throughout the day. She's miserably sick, too. Tomorrow, if Molly and I both are home sick (again), we decided that we should hang out and be miserably sick together. Sounds strangely fun.

People ought to text while they're at school. I mean, really, what are you doing that's so important? Certainly my tales of CSI: Miami and the stupidity of my dog are more entertaining than the boring teachings of Mr Potatohead? I mean, sure, teachers have great "That's What She Said" quotes, but nobody writes those down except Molly and I, right? And the joys of Friend Drama; that shouldn't keep you from texting me back and being like "I MISS YOUR FACE! DWOFUSFLSJFLSJ!" That would make me LAUGH. Though that could end badly, since I'm HACKHACKHACK-ing. Oh well. I WOULDN'T MIND THE TEXT-COMPANY!

I think I'm going to stop now. Molly said she'd blog later, so watch for that.

I hope everybody's having fun at SCHOOOOOOL. LAME HEALTHY PEOPLE!

<3,
- Aly

The Theory of Plaid

Hihi!

It's Aly again, but that will probably change at some point in this blog. Molly's currently playing with Jake, so...

We ask boys if they wear plaid. Plaid... boxers.

Reason being, I had an amusing conversation with Pandaberry about boxers, and I noted that it seems like a lot of boys wear plaid. Particularly nerdboys. Upon sharing this conversation with Molly, the Theory of Plaid was established.

Basically, it's this:

IF YOU ARE A BOY, AND A NERD, (aka "nerdboy"), YOU WEAR PLAID BOXERS.

This was proven by a few people:
- Bingo
- Hosef (but not boxers? o.O)
- Astronaut
- Crant
- Benjamin
- Bump
- King Toast

Until this morning, when Dumbo decided that he does NOT wear plaid (I quote: "Not at all really." LAME!), which disproves the Theory of Plaid. And he's the ultimate (basically) nerdboy! It's all WRONG! R-O-N-G!

The Theory of Plaid absolutely HAS to be correct! Because if it's not, it will sorta disprove the validity of other Theories, which is NOT cool, because I am rather fond of the other theories.

Fail, Dumbo!

HI WORLD! This be Molleh. Aly is currently writing a list of people we mention in ze blog so we don't get all confused...because we have the superamazing ability to confuse ourselves. We is listening to Hey Jude from the Across the Universe soundtrack. Tis awesome.

The other day I was at school and we were taking a really important test when a GIANT CHICKEN attacked from the ceiling! He fell through the roof and screamed HEY! YOU THERE! and my teacher screamed her head off...literally. Then the janitors all rushed in and painted the walls gold with spraypaint. Suddenly 58743920 flourescent pink ducks came sprinting (yes sprinting) through the windows and threw their feet at Mr. Potato Head who then proceeded to give everyone in the class 69 pages (single spaced) of essay of how much more awesome his teaching style was than Mr. Baked Ziti's. It was CrAzY! I grammed out of the room faster than a water buffalo running away from a squirrel!

Well that was fun. Hey guess what there are pens and pencils in this drawer here. AND THE DESK IS WRITTEN ON IN DRY EASER MARKER! (that was Aly for 2 seconds, now she will *poof*) aw :( mah tbgaaaaa! she poofed. WHAT EVER SHALL I DO?!?! <--DOUBLE INTERROBANG! WOOHOO!

Anyways we must skskskskskidaddle now.
BYEAS
<3 MAlly

Note: "HEY! YOU THERE!" is stolen from "Hey You There" by Souljaboy Tellem (which Aly heard on Louish's phone that caused her to laughlaughlaugh). :)

The Chickens are Restless (In My Pants)

YAY! BLOG!

hihi!

We're MAlly. Molly and Aly, that is.

We're twins! But not really. We look nothing alike, yet people seem to believe that we are actually related for long periods of time. Oh well. We wear the same shirt and pants on the same day. That sounds awkward. WE HAVE CLONED CLOTHING.

We're on a quest for book titles that you can add "In My Pants" to the end of that are really funny. (Inspired by the vlogbrothers! YAY!) The best we've found so far is "The Chickens are Restless" (in my pants). Until Bingo suggested "The Big Friendly Giant" (in my pants).

Bingo is being stupid, besides the great title he gave us. HE WON'T SHARE THE EVIL PLAN THAT INVOLVES HALF OF US. ME. Yeah.
And he's being a wall.

*kicks wall*

It's lateish, and we should be learning our script for a MASSIVE PROJECT, but that's not working out so well.

Molly: *whispers* HEY! *yells* GIVE ME THAT! *weirdvoice* It's mine.
Aly: YOU DID THAT WRONG! ALL WRONG! R-O-N-G! RONG!
Molly: *fakecries* how should I do it, then?!
Aly: That was an interrobang statement! YAY! oh, right. Script.
Molly: heh. cackcackcack. *innocentface*
Aly: *hits innocentface with script*
Molly: YOU HAS A MESSAGE! IS A QUESTION MARK?!

...yeah....

Oh! I keep turning on the CAPS LOCK button accidentally. Whoops.

Molly got a new puppy today. I think she's crazy. But he's SO CUTE and so awkward, so it's okay. His name is Jake; he's a 5monthold black lab (rescue puppy), whom her OLD dog (Journey, 4. Also a black lab.) seems to think will be leaving soon. But nope.

We decided today that we should do something crazy/productive/involving a video camera. Like our MAlly dance that we keep SAYING we'll videotape, but we never do because we have no time! *schoolhaseatenlife*

We have a purple notebook from the week I tagged along to the beach with Molly's family. My favorite page goes like this:

"Heyyyyyy, cute neighbor boy, where'd you gooooo?"
"In ze uzer house."
"Oh. Zat makes me sad."
"I's sorry."
"OH! HELLICHOPPER!"
"AHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

It makes me laugh. Randomness! :)

I think I'm going to stop writing this now. Whee.
:)

-Aly
& Molly (for like 2 seconds)