It's like, 12 A.M and I'm up. Don't ask why because I don't have an answer for that.
I don't even know why I post these things... I just feel like it...
This summer is going to be the best summer ever, and the most boring one ever.
Why? I'll tell you why!
~~ I am going to meet STEPHENIE MEYER! (A.k.a. the most awesome writer ever *along with J.K.R and JP*) at the Breaking Dawn Signing in New York City on August 1st! Oh, and… Continue
Added by Alison on June 30, 2008 at 10:27pm —
An entire mother f*cking week! Myself, parents, five aunts, two uncles, and six cousins, not to mention my brother and his girlfriend. An entire week of silence . . . and MISERY!
"Vacation". That's a load of BS. Nobody will want to talk to me. The aunts and uncles don't like me, four of the cousins are far to old to even want to talk to me. The other two have an intelligence quota far to inferior to mine . . . as i said, silence and… Continue
I am not satisfied with my livejournal's layout. Boo.
NEW EMAIL. It's the same as the old one, only at gmail. Yahoo's fucking around with the Spam and I say fuck that shit. I'll still get everything if you send it to the yahoo account, but I won't care as much.
I have a Twitter. I'm a whore.
Not really- I don't update it enough to be a whore. It will probably end up being all those three sentence updates that I never feel like copypasting all over creation. I… Continue
Ok, so I have just watched the movie Jumper and was thinking about how the use of super powers would change as you got older. When you are young jumping from spot to spot could help you avoid bullies, get money, and get cars and stuff. You could go to a far way land and never have to pack. All I could think about was how great it would be if I could jump from my living room to the bed rooms to put stuff away. No lame-o walking down the hall and it would make picking up my kids toys faster. Also… Continue
Last week was exhausting. In addition to the two hours of weeding my brother and I are supposed to do most days, we also had a major housecleaning project. My mom took Tuesday through Friday off to use up some of her PTO (she always has ridiculous amounts of it and has to take time off so it doesn't get wasted). She underestimated the amount of work we would have to do. She decided it was time to clear out the guest bedroom and reorganize everything in it so we could hopefully, I don't know,… Continue
Added by Chris Hall on June 30, 2008 at 4:16pm —
I'm trying to learn the song 'Anyone Else But You' by the Moldy Peaches [it's in the movie Juno], and I can't seem to get it right.
I found the chords online [only G and C] and asked someone for the strumming pattern [DDU UDU DDU UDU] but it still doesn't sound right... If you see what I might be doing wrong, PLEASE tell me! I really really want to be able to play this song perfectly by the end of the summer!
Thanks in advance =]
Added by Jamie-Lee on June 30, 2008 at 3:41pm —
A few weeks ago, I was sick with some respiratory infection. I finally got over it about 2 weeks ago and then my housemate brought home a new cold this weekend. And now I'm sick again and feel worse than last time!
You know you're miserable when you've resorted to drinking cough syrup straight from the bottle.
This first entry is a meta-blog, or a blog analyzing blogs.
What is the purpose of a blog? This is a question that may be considered from several different angles. We may consider it a means of broadcasting our ideas and emotions to the world. However, do people really display their true, unadulterated selves through this medium? Isn't it possible that blogs are really a means of writing down the ideas and emotions we want the world to perceive as our own, so as to obfuscate our true… Continue
It is sitting at your desk, moaning about how your life is going down the toilet...then seeing a new video up and practically wetting yourself because you are laughing so hard. Suddenly, life isn't so bad. It can't be, with that humour multiplied thousands of times over.
It is knowing things are falling apart and remembering you have people to turn to. You can keep a thin mask on and tell someone your problems and get the love you need to pull through.
I used to cherish the silence of the glen at night; the sound of my footseps echoing down the deserted street, the faint whoosh of faraway cars, snipits of TVs blaring in rooms high above my head, and the over all buzz of summer nights. It was my sanitarium, my retreat from the noise and sheer annoyance of my home life. I could walk the same street for hours without focusing on anything. My mind wandered as my feet aimlessly meandered down the darkend streets. I loved it. The… Continue
Pretty much every night, Dad and I watch a movie together. Even if he had been an asshole earlier that day, we at least sit in a stony silence as it plays; and when he's being more decent, we'll let ourselves laugh out loud and talk a bit, instead. We watched this new movie I had never heard of, Chaos Theory last night. I enjoyed it quite a bit, but this entry isn't about the plot. It's about the music.
The song selection was pretty snazzy, on par with high-quality compilation… Continue
Added by Gabrielle on June 29, 2008 at 9:30pm —