HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY TO ME.
okay. i haven’t posted in 230948203 years and i don’t fucking care because i’m fucking pissed right now.
god, i hate you. so fucking much. fine. whatthefuckever. i don’t fucking care. it’s not my fucking birthday or anything. yeah, i don’t have to be fucking happy today. that part’s just fucking optional. whatthefuckever. fuck you. i hate you. i hope you get shot and die in a fucking hole outside the house so i can fucking step on your hands when you try to climb out. i fucking hate you. fuck you.
fuck.
Hello, lovelies!
It has been a long, long while since I’ve posted, and I was originally going to post an angry rant that I have saved in my drafts but I’m not in the mood for that anymore. Hahahaha.
Recently, I purchased five lovely new books with the $50 gift card to B&N my parents gave me for Christmas. Wheee! I’m such a nerd. -insert lolsmiley here-
Yesterday, I went to a party for Caitlin’s cousin’s fifth birthday, and I hung out with Caitlin and Patrick. We ended up prankcalling (Well, it wasn’t really a prank, it was just retarded) a guy who I really, really hate. It was kind of like this:
Patrick: Hayy babyy, are you wearin’ that underwear that I like??
Me: Don’t listen to him… I’m the one that wants you… *screams into phone and then hangs up*
Bwahahahaha.
Random question: Fashion blog, or no fashion blog?
Happy New Year!
Okay, I know that was a little overdue.
So I haven’t updated in a while. I was planning to update after New Year euphoria was over, but I got sick and I couldn’t stare at the monitor long enough without my splitting headache getting to me.
Thankfully, I am feeling much better now. Currently, I am at Uncle Min and Ate Mick’s house, on the computer because the party is over. Mikaela got baptized today, it was great. ♥
Darn, my dad’s coming upstairs, which means it’s time to leave. I guess I’ll catch you guys up tomorrow, eh?
-Alex♥
Merry Christmas (Eve)!
Overall, it’s been a goodweek; I went out with some friends, got a few presents (Okay… two presents), watched and read The Tale of Desperaux, and Uncle Junjun is here! But I’ll talk about that later. IT’S FRICKIN’ CHRISTMAS EVE!
It’s 6:06 P.M. as of now, and I am currently waiting for family friends to arrive. Can you say christmas party? I promise I’ll upload the pictures after Christmas.
Well, I don’t have anything else to add, except I hope you have a shweet Christmas!
-Alex<3
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
No school today! There is a god! Now I can happily enjoy slacking off for a few days until Christmas. After that, it’s back to the Science Fair project. Sigh.
Can you belive it’s almost Christmas? Oh, and yeah, I know I haven’t been doing the “writingaboutsomethingIloveeachDecemberday” thing. I actually don’t have time to do that, so I’ll just do a couple this week.
Eek. I have this incredible urge to go shopping, but I barely have any money. Stupid Polyvore, what with all it’s outfit sets and stuff. It’s so addicting. I’ve made at least four outfits today and I’m counting on five or six.
Why Not? by Alexandra&Company~
Make out kids never have a chance to be best friends. by Alexandra&Company~
The Meaning in Makeup by Alexandra&Company~
Eek! Mice! by Alexandra&Company~
I’m thinking of adding some pages to this blog. Just random stuff. Polyvore, pictures, etc.
Peace!
-Alex♥
Partayyy!
I had a Christmas party on December 7, and it was pretty shweet!
Adrielle, Emily, Ann Louise, William, Michelle, Khalil, Christian, Andrew, Chesca, and Maria came.
We had chocolate chip cookies, funnel cake, chips and salsa, hot chocolate, a chocolate fountain, and- wait, why am I talking about the food?
It was wicked fun; no, it wasn’t a juking party (Though Christian claims I juked him; I don’t think juking is walking over to a girl when she’s dancing to make it look like she was grinding you. I stopped as soon as he came over).
Seriously, why does a party have to be a juking party for it to be fun? I’d probably be the most horrible juker in the the history of juking anyway.
But enough about juking. We played Rock Band, pool, and a bunch of random stuff.
Before the party my mom made sandwiches and brownies and I make cookies. She got all uptight when I was measuring the ingredients over the mixing bowl. “DON’T DO THAT, IT’LL BE INACCURATE!!” It’s fine… “NO, IT’S NOT FINE. I’M teaching you how to bake correctly.” Um. Okay.
Emily came first, and Adrielle came after her. Adrielle still had to rap wrap (Wow.) Emily’s present, so we locked Em in my closet. xD
Frickin’ Adrielle! She got Emily A sketchbook, a decorate your own totebag kit, a pen (for the bag and book), and strawberry Pop-Tarts. POP-TARTS!
A couple more people started coming. Poor, poor William. He ended up slipping on the driveway and got hurt where the sun don’t whine. HAH.
Although, later, I bet he was fine since he was, ahem, having a little too much fun with a pole downstairs.
We attempted to play “Baby, I Love Ya” but everyone wouldn’t friggin’ shut up and sit down, so unfortunately, we didn’t play.
The party was still loads of fun, though. (:
After most of the people left, Michelle called Joe the Werewolf and was all like, “Ooh baby, whatcha wearin’?” (As a joke, of course). It was friggin’ hilarious! He’s just all, “…..what…..?”
Maria ended up staying until 7:00, two hours well after the specific ending time. We talked about random, deep stuff and played with my cute little cousin.
(I ate the giant cookie I was supposed to give him. A step into getting over him?)
-Alex♥
P.S. Pictures laterrr.
Stupid Essay.
Okay.
Science Fair sucks.
There better be a friggin’ hell of a snowstorm out there tonight, or I will personally shoot all the weathermen and weatherwomen in the state.
This week?
Explanation for slight lack of posts (It’s a good one, I swear): trying to cut down horrific overdependence of Internet.
See? I told you it was a good one.
Today I am extremely tired, which doesn’t really make any sense since I had, at the least, six hours of sleep last night.
This week was pretty cool;; except for the Algebra test. Ew.
In all modesty, I’m pretty smart, but Algebra isn’t my strongest subject. I’m kinda freaked about my grade on that.
Yesterday, some student council members had to help with sorting orders for Fannie May. Stephanie, Michelle, Adrielle, Ann Louise and I helped. GEEZ, THE FOURTH GRADERS COULD SELL.
Stupid fourth graders. The boxes were friggin’ heavy.
Michelle and I were totally planning to jack some candy from people. It so would have worked. I was wearing my assassin’s hat.
Oh, and that guy? Trying to get over him.
-Alex♥
It’s almost Christmas!
Ah, yes, it is December, and what does that mean? Christmas!
So, I will try my hardest to make a post about something I love each December day.
Snow
Typically, I am not one of those people who is happy when it starts snowing mid-fall, or when it continues snowing early spring. That’s just who I am.
But there is of course the time of year when the snowy weather is perfect; The snow is not turned into frickin’ slush by passing cars, and it isn’t unbelievably freezing. (Wind Chill Factor, my friends, sucks.)
It is during that time that I love to look out the window and stare intently at the snow on the ground; when I don’t want to ruin the perfect landscape by creating footprints.
It’s one of those times that I love how beautiful nature can be.
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are, I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
to stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep.
And miles to go before I sleep.
And miles to go before I sleep.
-Robert Frost
(http://www.ketzle.com/frost/snowyeve.htm)
-Alex♥
Dreams – 1, 2, and 3!
So sometimes I have dreams about the guy I like.
Honestly, it’s not like I try to dream about him, it just happens.
And, really, they are very queer dreams. (Note: Queer means odd. Sigh, the way the English language as changed…)
Dream #1:
It is very blunt:
We are making out. The End.
Dream #2:
I am on the computer and watching one of my YouTube videos. A video that does NOT even exist. I read the comments, and one is from him, and it is something like:
this is great!! we miss you guys! <33333333
When I wake up, I am in a “WTF” mood.
Dream #3:
Now, this one; this is the STRANGEST dream.
He and I are about to board a cruise ship with fake/stolen tickets. When we get on, we are in this random closet that has another door that leads to the deck (apparently), but then the guards find us with the knowledge of our counterfeit/stolen tickets. So, we are stuck in the closet with the door open, and two weird guard dudes in front of us.
Just then, Ann Louise comes running in her Fifties Waitress costume holding a fish screaming, “I GOT IT! I GOT IT!”
And then, my Language Arts teacher is there. She grabs the fish from Ann Louise and bites its head off. A photographer is there, taking pictures of her eating the fish.
W. t. f.
-Alex♥
