Friday 30 January 2015

Hello...

I'm back. I once again was a bad Little blogger And have not posted. You May shun me now.

I have been binge watching Friends.  And now on season 10 episode 14 out of 10 seasons. I'm going to go into a deep withdrawal after it's over.

And I'm Just not feeling the writing thing today.

This is sad.

Hey! I got my stuff back from Link yesterday.  Exciting. And he just showed up on the doorstep with my cousin And her boyfriend. No warning.. Just poofed! It was like "bang he's back b**ch!" And I looked at him (big mistake) so as soon as I got my stuff back and they left I cried for like an hour *DANG HORMONES*

I HAVE Nothing LEFT to say to you people. .. or person. (More likely)

And sorry that's not a very funny post... but as I said not feeling it

Monday 26 January 2015

I TOLD YOU PEOPLE I HAVE A FAN!!!

A REAL LIFE PERSON (AHS girl) LEFT A REAL LIFE COMMENT ON ONE OF MY POST HOLY COW PATTIES IM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW!!! 

And I just wanted to say Thank you whoever you are, you have made me the happiest little blogger ever :) 


Theyre's a street laymp ryt theyre..

1) I am not illiterate, the title does have meaning and was supposed to be spelt that way. 

2) My mother and brother are cruel human beings. 

It is snowing in Canada right now (SHOCKER) and from my window I can see a street lamp, where the snowflakes show up in the light's path and I can therefore tell it it's still snowing.. Logical right?

Well, my family members think that it's H.I.L.A.R.I.O.U.S 

I was trying to share this knowledge of this street lamp to my brother and mother, and I said *apparently with a slight southern twang to my voice...* "there's a street lamp right there" but my horrid family members swear on their little shrivelled up hearts that I said "theyre's a street laymp ryt theyre" and now they won't stop repeating it.. :/ 

You try to pass on your knowledge and this is what you get... AHHH the hard life of a genius. 


...And here is a horrible picture (GO IPHONE 4!!) of the street lamp in question *it's the random dot in all the endless blackness* 

Sunday 25 January 2015

Heloo.. Please don't eat me :)

Hello Internet. Yes, I have been a bad little blog writer and have been slacking on the whole new-post-a-day thing. I told you I'd try :) BUT I'm here now so It's all going to be okay.

Hmm.. Well, I actually did something with my life on Friday.. Yes, surprising I know! 

I went to an extreme gathering of the nerds at a "Hobby Store" (not to be confused with a Comic Book Store however, as apparently they are two completely different things). 

I learned how to play the basics of an extremely confusing card game (that I still don't totally get) ... against my pair of Canadian Olympic mittens (just don;t ask), made a flower out of a receipt, and since I didn't understand half of the words they (the nerds) were saying.. I made sexual innuendos out of them (the words and phrases). In my head. While rethinking the direction of where my life was going as there was me, in a "Hobby Store" confused and bored out of my mind. 

This, sadly, was the most interesting thing I could have done with myself on a Friday night.

If you are wondering.. *which you weren't but I'm going to tell you anyway...* I was in this "Hobby Store" because I was meeting a guy. I wanted to meet him really bad so I agreed to come to this gathering of the geeks as I had nothing else to do. 

I felt like Penny from The Big Bang Theory. I sympathize with that character, as I know what its like to be surrounded by a gaggle of nerds. Always watching you like you're the last slice of pizza, or worse, a Limited Edition Mythical Rare foil card. (It's probably a thing...)

What else?

Well, today I went to my friends house to "Study" for our ART EXAM.. there was little to no studying actually going on though. Instead she (the friend) made a valiant effort to tech me to play Super Smash Bros. *The new one* and no matter how hard she tried to get me to understand, all of her efforts were futile. I continued to play using my go-to video game playing "strategy" (pressing random buttons which I do not know the function of and screaming).

Whilst I was talking to this ever-so-wise friend, I came upon the idea that I wanted to leave the safe realm of SIMS and go into uncharted waters to play a real game (the Legend of Zelda games). 

I had one small problem though. Me, the nice, humble, modest person i am gave my only gaming console (3DS) to my ex (Link) and now don't know how to ask for it back, as Link has blatantly ignored my requests before. 

AND its not just my 3DS i want back from him its my sweaters too.. yes, the "guy" (weenie with no balls... Link) took the "girl's" (my) sweaters. Meanwhile i got nothing of his. Hmmm... 

So, Link if you are being creepy and reading this, 1) %&*(*&?%$$?&**&?%$## you and 2) GIVE ME MY S**T BACK!! Love your amazing EX girlfriend, Alicia. :)

Thursday 22 January 2015

DAY FOUR

Well, I guess I have to write something for today.

If possible, could someone remind me why exactly I promised to write something every day as I do not know how I came up to this abhorrent idea and I'm kind of (really) regretting it now.

Sooooo...

Hey! So after two previous tries, I passed my G1 drivers (written) test! WOO HOO! I guess the old saying, "Third time's a charm" is true. Yes, it took me three tries to pass the supposedly easiest test in the history of life.

What else can I blabber on about?

Oh! I learned how to use the magical force of Skype last night, Its really not that complicated when you have a cute boy helping you through the maze of the many extents of the ever confusing Internet.

Skype still befuddles me though.

Hmmm...

I'm watching Glee right now, and yeah...

We are going to just end this now before it gets really bad :/


Tuesday 20 January 2015

Random Cute Story.

This is just a random passage that I wrote and I think its cute and I'm lonely and yeah... So this happened.

When she walked through the door, her hair coppery hair escaping its bun he knew she had tried to create for hours, she walked towards him and as she saw him she smiled. He always said that her smile could end wars. The dress fit her body like it was made for her. He had never seen her look more beautiful in the 5 years they had been together.

He walked up to her and clasped those seemingly tiny hands in his. Then he ran his hands from hers, up her arms and to the sides of her face. He held her face for a while and just stared into her big, inquisitive, grey eyes. They asked "You going to kiss me or what?", he loved the way she teased him.

She stood on her tippy toes to reach his mouth and he bent over to meet hers. Then he kissed her. He moved his hands from the sides of her face down to her hips, as she folded her porcelain-skinned body into his, deepening the kiss.

Then their lips parted but she stayed folded into him. They stayed like this for a while. Then he put his lips to her ear and whispered "we really should get to dinner now". She smiled and said "okay". They slipped their hands together and walked into the restaurant.


Monday 19 January 2015

Get out the Ben and Jerry's, start blaring some "women power" music, and does anybody have any tissues?

***I wrote this back right when Link broke up with me, so most of the missing him stuff is gone now and no longer relevant but for some reason I felt compelled to post it :)***

Breakups suck.

No doubt about it.

When anything ends, it sucks actually. So let me rephrase that, Endings suck. When something like a television series or a relationship ends (not on your terms) (wow. two totally different things) it feels like you are missing a part of yourself that you actually grew to like quite a bit. The happiness, the freedom, the feeling of someone being in your life because they WANT to be, not like your poor family, who are forced to like you. Then, when you have all the memories of the relationship… everywhere and you can't shake the feeling of the person, they're bursts of amazing energy are gone. Or, you can still feel the last time they kissed you, or the held your hand. You are constantly waiting for that text that makes your heart flutter, never to come from the same person again. Holy crud I'm depressing. Sorry.

But in my situation, no matter how much I want to hate him, (and trust me, I WANT to hate his guts) I can't find anything wrong with him still.

If you couldn't tell, I got dumped… well.. kind of…

THE STORY OF HOW I KINDA GOT DUMPED.. SORTA

It was a normal Wednesday night, me and Link had been fighting for a bit and I was basically just a huge ball of extreme emotions.

Fast forward to like 11 PM after not being able to sleep yet.

Me and Link decide to call each other and figure all this stuff out.

One reader, do you know that feeling when you know someone wants to break up with you, and you know the relationship is pretty much over, you just don’t want it to be? When you think that maybe if you don’t say it out loud that the relationships just isn't working anymore maybe it will just fix itself because love conquers all? Yeah? No? Am I talking to nobody? 
YES, yes I am.

SO me and Link talk for like an hour and I have that feeling, I'm giving him tons of opportunities to break up with me. Hes not taking any of them. No "Balls" on that boy I swear.

We are now at 12:30 AM on Thursday.

I cry for a bit and talk to my BFF Marlee, and then she goes to bed.

It's 1:30 AM and I still can't sleep.

I go downstairs with my pillow, blanket, and tears and decide to watch some TV at 1:30 in 
the morning. There is nothing good on TV at 1:30 in the morning.

I cry a lot… blah blah blah

It is now 3 AM and I'm still nowhere close to being able to sleep. SO I call my mum. At 3 AM, and to my surprise, she answers. I talk with her and cry and talk and cry more then finally in between all the crying, she convinces me that, basically, I need to break up with HIM. I have to do this because he won't do it to me and I know that. So the little bastard forced me to break up with him while I was still 100% in love with him. That hurt the most I think.

So then I broke up with him over text.

Insensitive I know, but he didn't really deserve a "nice" or "courteous" dumping at this point.

And then I cried some more and went and got my dad and he almost started crying with me 
and we talked and I cried some more and I think we watched Family Feud there on that couch on that horrid morning at 5 AM and in fact, in that moment, I had never felt more loved.

SOO.. that is that

EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT!!!

The time has come. My blog is almost a year old, and I'm no further with it… Great. I started this thing LAST year on February 5th. So, in celebration of it turning a year old, I am going to try my very hardest to post something every day until February 5th. TRY being the operative word here.

Today's post is on what else? BUT a stupid guy. Again. *sighs*

Okay so hopefully you, my one dedicate fan, knows that Link recently broke up with me. My heart shattered into a million pieces… I didn’t think I could go on… I just wanted him back.. BLAH BLAH BLAH

Yeah, so I'm officially over him (woot woot) because according to my sources (my cousin) he has been talking trash about me and how I "run" a relationship. Making false allegations against me, and basically trying to make himself to seem like the injured one out of the whole situation. Normal ex-boyfriend stuff.

*RANDOM RANT* When he (Link) broke up with me, he said he wanted to, and I quote, "I just need to try the single life for a while, you know, have some time to myself. I'm really stressed with school and stuff right now" FIRST thing I have to say about this phrase is that it and everything it could possibly mean is absolutely R.I.D.I.C.U.L.O.U.S SECOND is that since saying this to me, I have exclusive Intel that Link has hypnotized another girl with those big brown eyes of his into completely falling for him, only to be dumped on her butt in the future. Good luck sweetie.

 AND now that my theoretical "ship of emotions" has "sailed" on him, I can dock at a new port (move on).

So, I have.

I like another human of the male species, and I do not like it one bit. BUT as usual, my brain has other plans and is making me completely fall  for him. Which is just peachy.

SO I may have forgotten why "they" (general populous of people) call "them" (feelings toward someone else) a CRUSH. It's because having a crush on someone will literally crush you if you do not know how to handle them. Crushes are very wild, animal, untamed things and should not be tampered with or else they will become aggravated.

A Crush, or Crushifacanus emotionuus (made up Latin name for a crush) is a thing that affects usually humans within the 11-19 year old age range. The Crush has become famous for its often unprovoked hunting style. The Crush sneaks up on its prey and within just 4 minutes of the attack, the Crush has taken control of the prey completely. The Crush has no specific prey. Some ways to know if you have been attacked by a crush are Inability to speak/ Stuttering, Tripping over your own feet at the most inconvenient of times, Heartbeat felling like it's going a 100,000,000,000 miles per second, Obsessive looking in the mirror, Someone becoming insanely attractive to nobody but you all of a sudden and Random over-analysis of texts.

If you suspect you may have been attacked by the ever elusive and extremely aggressive Crush, comment on this post immediately.


Wednesday 14 January 2015

Shhhhhhhh.... No, don't talk. Just Shhhhhhh

Have you ever been sitting in a class or in a public space and you may just be casually eavesdropping... On the STUPIDEST conversation you have ever heard? Yeah. That's me right now. 

I am in French class, and I am not a normal teenage girl in the slightest I have figured out. There are these girls I sit near, they are your classic run of the mill, lulu lemon-outfitted, iphone carrying, squealing little annoying ass girls. 

And I want to kill them all, with a knife, a very sharp knife. 

They are texting a boy... And squealing. And over-analyzing EVERY SINGLE TEXT. "Should I put a winky face or just a smiley?" "What do you think lol with 3 l's means?" "Do u think he likes us" "should we all get in the picture (on snapchat) or just you or just us?" "OMG FROG (code name for boy) TEXTED ME OMG OMG OMG"

SHUT THE HELL UP. 

And that was my little rant for today. 

Thank you for listening.

Go on with your mundane lives now.