Plane Ride Tomorrow(Short-ish Post).

Hey guys,



If you read my blog, then you'd know I'm going to England tomorrow...For, well, the whole summer, basically. Until August 31st. That's gonna be the reason for my partial blog absence until that time. I don't wanna go yet. I loved going to England last year, but doing it for this long is just ridiculous. We had to stay this long because of the music festival, but by that reasoning couldn't my parents have just set the going-out plane ride to a couple of weeks later than tomorrow? Oh well. Luckily, the plane ride isn't until the evening tomorrow. So I still have until about five to do stuff(And it takes about 45 minutes to drive into Boston, give or take). I don't know what I could possible do beforehand, though. Just, like, normal online stuff, probably. Oh, and read; No matter what, I'm determined to read ten pages of A Connecticut Yankee each day, no matter how much I'm coming to dislike it. By those outlines, I can finish the book in nineteen days and have it over and done with.

The plane ride will be by far the worst experience of the year so far, and that's not an exaggeration. No method of torture you could possible do to me(For whatever reason you might want to torture me O_O) could come close in pain to a seven-hour flight across the Atlantic. Beyond the stress of nearly being late for the flight(This happened last year), claustrophobia, airline food, my ever so slight fear of flying, my greater fear of the ocean, bumpy turbulent weather, the bathrooms you can barely move in, the staff who stop at no end to offer you things("Jesus Christ, I told you ten minutes ago, I DO NOT WANT ANYTHING TO DRINK!"), the baby behind you who kicks on your chair, and the hours upon hours of episodes of The Simpsons and Family Guy I've seen before, I get really, really, badly travel sick. So, basically, it sucks. My mother says I'll probably be growing out of it by now, but who knows? Good thing is, usually the wind blows this way, so we could shorten the trip down to 6 1/2 hours on a good day. Contrary to everything I just wrote, I'm trying not to think about it too much. Trying.

My parents are really stressed at the moment, understandably, so I just tend to stay out of their way as much as possible. I'm painfully working my way through my reading book, and at the same time racing through John Green's Paper Towns. John Green is a good author, and for a young adults author, in particular. I think I might just prefer this to Looking For Alaska, which I didn't finish because it seemed to feel rather anti-climax. Plus, I feel less like I have to hide this book from my parents. Looking For Alaska had a couple of scenes that were basically smut. It's odd that I've finally found a couple of books I enjoy. I'm not at all a book worm. I've watched a lot of TV(And my conclusion is this; Die die die die die 'Alex Russo', all of the characters in Wizards of Waverly place, and anyone who even associates themselves with it a little bit), and spending some time outside, normal music listening stuff, etc. In the morning I cleaned out my sister's hamster's cage for the first time, and later in the day we dropped of the hamster, and my sister's fishes(Who I've just learned have names! Skittles, Starburst, Ruby, Shoes, and Socks. Unique, huh?) and dropped them off at my sister's best friend's house while we're away. And in the evening we got to eat out at a nice little place a short way away. It was fun...And, I had the best steak in the whole entire universe.

Bye!

Lyla! If You Can't Hear Me Call Then I Can't Say, 'Lyla, Heaven'll Help You Catch Me If I Fall'

Title lyrics; Lyla by Oasis.



Sometime yesterday, my sister came up to me out-of-the-blue and asked "Could you do a thing on your blog about Lyla?" Lyla's my sister's hamster, and like any child with an animal she's totally obsessed with it. Though, I agreed, and here she is.

We got Lyla...Er, five or six weeks ago, I think. She's named Lyla because my sister's best friend's dog's name is Mila, so why not(I suppose)? She's a teddy bear hamster, which means she's larger than most other hamsters. She's quite young, from a litter of...four, I believe. I can't say I was paying much attention when we bought her. I have very little interest in animals, unlike most people...Lyla currently lives in her flimsy cage in our spare bedroom...Well, it's not so much a bedroom any more, as simply 'The Hamster Room' due to the space the thing 'needs' and it's terrible smell. It's first cage broke a few weeks ago...Hamsters are nocturnal, so she spends most of her time in a little space at the top of the cage, sleeping. The opening there has to be held down with a book in case she gets out, and she also sleeps under the tissue that's there for reasons I don't know. She's quite hyper for a hamster...Especially when she's in her ball thing. My sister's too scared to pick her up(And I'm sick of her biting me and peeing on the floors), and my sister's annoying baby talk, unconditionally-loving stuff gets really annoying. But, it's nice.

I'm sure my sister would prefer me to be far more complimentary, but I do get creative control on this...And, she doesn't know my blog URL, so she doesn't need to know what I say. xD

And, yeah, I don't really know why she wanted me to write about Lyla if she can't even read it. She probably thinks the hamster's gonna get famous; Right, from like fifteen subscribers who probably lost interest a very long time ago.

My day's been another 'fail'. My sister's friend(Surprisingly, not the one mentioned earlier about the dog) slept round last night. They basically obsessed over Lyla the whole time while I was left on AIM, listening to their relentless giggling. Today my sister had an orthodontist appointment this morning to get spacers before her braces on Wednesday. And later in that day I had to go back. They thought I needed spacers too, realised I didn't, took them out, and gave me new, stronger elastics that won't break after an hour of use. We also got to wander around the center of town after that. There's nothing to do in my town. I'm so far away from the center I can't even walk there(Unlike the two other middle schools in town, lucky them). my sister showed-off to her friend in a toy store by using all the little kids stuff...We spent, literally, half an hour there, half of which was spent by her friend deciding whether the things on her bracelet were gonna be sparkly or not. And we went to a candy store, they got bags of M&Ms and stuff and I got a blue raspberry slush(The sort that makes people go 'Stick out your tongue; It's blue!).

I'm done watching my new Family Guy DVD, writing, playing animal crossing, etc. for the day. I've been spending time using the wonder that is Facebook. Earlier I had a chat with a girl from my school in England. We barely talked then but, hey, it's still nice. Today I collected all my Killers memorabilia together and realised how little of it there is. The only size able part of it is the nine Killers t-shirts I own. I need more random junk(ten, once I go get the new one at Hot Topic this week)...Like, I dunno, I just feel like such a bad fan. Would you say so?

Today I've been listening to Foo Fighters, The Fratellis, The Zutons, and not much else. I haven't been in the mood for music much today.

See you,

I'm Not Just A Metal Mouth Anymore...I'm Also An Elastic-Band Mouth(Plus more) xD

Hey,



So...Tuesday marks one year of having braces, there or there abouts. Because I got them two days before the Walk-a-Thon at my school, which is the 18th this year. Today I went to get the colors changed for 'em. I've been happy, because I'm "nearly done" with braces, how ever long that might mean. There were really only a few teeth that had issues, though those issues were big. But they're looking surprisingly good now, if I do say so myself. Today I got these elastic band things, that attach from the hooks on my molars to two canines. They're apparently, like, small practice ones before I get bigger ones. They don't hurt, surprisingly, but I can only open my mouth half way now. And putting them in was a pain...But, this means I'm kinda closer to getting them off. It's supposed to be, I think, Januaary-ish time. Only 3/4 of the time it was originally supposed to be.



So, I guess I should fill you in on the more important stuff of the past couple of days. Yesterday I had a Spanish field trip! I'm sure my teacher is disgusted to her core at herself that we've spent some time without the textbooks; We've been working 100 miles per hour with Spanish work because we're so far behind the other two middle schools in town. Granted, we were only going to the next town over. First we went to this Mexican restaurant that everyone seemed to know, and that I'd typically I'd never been to before. We had chips and salsa, burritos, and these honey and sugar chip things. Yum. Oh, and I actually have a decently amusing story to say! The girls at my table; Me, B, Br, M, and Ma(Like the anti-stalker nicknames?) went to the bathroom. While I was waiting for them, Ma says "Oh, they've got hand sanitizer", so her and B, oddly, spent a few minutes discussing it. Afterwards, M says "Guys, it's toilet cleaner..." which it indeed was. Thinking about it, why would they put a hand sanitizer dispenser so low-ish to the ground? The funny part was going out and telling the prissy popular girls and seeing their faces, though. Never gets old. xD Afterwards we were going to go to a gallery with Mexican photography. We'd been split into our two Spanish classes, the others were at the gallery first. According to the texts my friends had been receiving, the driver had somehow got lost during the five minute drive from one destination to another, and we turned up late. And Hallelujah we did. The only photography I like is the colorful, weird-looking modern photography; I can assure you there was none there. Black and white pictures of flowers and Mexicans and tiny houses...Gah. We'd gone to a gallery last year, too, and having every little "And this could symbolize..." of each picture painfully dragged out doesn'tm ake things better. It was actually only about 15 minutes, hoorah. xD

Today in health, we got two "Singing telegrams" from two music groups. I love how the teacher gives vaguely noticeable themes to it. First we got Island In The Sun by Weezer(YEEEEES!), played by the one group who got the drum kit and electric guitars. Then we got a group of boys who song the "Feelin' Hot Hot Hot" song, if that's its name, extremely off-key the whole time.

And third period the band, orchestra, and chorus(Featuring none other than Adele; http://www.thatdarnadele.blogspot.com/) had their spring concert. It got me out of English. The orchestra went first, they sang Hallelujah off Shrek. I love that one, always have. If Shrek was a little lighter on the Smash Mouth I'm sure I'd have bought the soundtrack by now, if it's available...*shrugs*. Then they did Blackbird by The Beatles. This will seem so weird to Americans reading, but in England most schools are required to do at least some singing...Well, actually a lot of it. Everyone hated it, but in 4th grade we did a Beatles medley. This was one of the songs we had to do, and I still like it quite a bit. But school does sort of ruin just about everything, like Beatles songs. Also they ended with something I didn't know, and don't want to know. Unfortunately, I have no idea what the band or orchestra songs were called, though I doubt you care. The first two of the orchestra were by a German, if I remember correctly. All three ended with something not too impressive, with a sort of...Background "History of this country" speech by my Social Studies teacher. Weird, right?

And, to add to the immense drama and craziness(Yeah right...) of my last couple of days, today the hamster got out of its cage. It's currently in the spare bedroom, so it's not like it ran around the whole house. But it got under the bed, and it wouldn't come out. I had to help; Plastic hamster ball, flash light, and part of a carrot in hand. My sister was too traumatized to do a thing. she dropped a piece of brocoli on its head yesterday and now she's certain the thing hates her and is gonna go rabid and bite her finger off if she goes near. That went on for an hour before we had to go to the orthodontist. When we came back it was no longer under the bed...So, we looked around and it was in the corner under our heating-system rail thing(Whats it called?). It took so long to find because, as I've always said, it looks like a piece of fluff. It wasn't moving, and I was the assigned "Poker". Thank God, it wasn't dead; Merely asleep. Hamsters are nocturnal, you know. So then it spent some time under there, running before we could catch it. Then over an hour behind a drawer, that we couldn't get it out from. We had to wait for my dad to get home, and get it out by tipping the thing over, with a wall of pieces of wood around the drawers. Finally! This will no doubt happen again, but hopefully not soon. That hamster's evil, I'm sure.

Music? Er...I got The Script's album, I've probably mentioned that, and I'm listening to it a fair bit. It sounds kinda mainstream-in-the-working but they haven't got to that point in this country just yet. They have some sweet songs, though. I haven't listened to my Beatles album I got yet. The Killers' video for A Dustland Fairytale released yesterday(It's already 7th on iTunes music videos!), and it's been non-stop listening ever since. I might do a sort of "review" of it some time(Would that drive you crazy, the fangirling? I'd keep it to a limit.). The only review I've found so far was really negative("When in doubt, let's pick on Brandon Flowers' music, yes?". I hate journalists). It's cliche, but it had to be. It's pretty, and sweet, and kinda sad too, but it all turns out alright. Watch it. It's soooooo cool. And Nevada-y guess. And at the moment I love Hallelujah, as mentioned earlier. I've got a slower version by someone else on my iPod. It took some getting used to but I prefer it to the Shrek version.

Wow, that was choppy...

Bye,

'Song Obsessions'

"Song Obsession"



Usually last 1-2 days. It's when you become obsessed with a song and you have the loop button playing that song on your iTunes for hours at a time. At the end of a couple of days it usually wears off.



It can be very annoying to other people, and you constantly get yelled at for singing it, but in the end the enjoyment you get from the song is usually worth it.


Thanks to whoever on urbandictionary.com wrote that. What a great website.



Anyway, I'm sure if you've listened to music at any point in your life, you've had this happen at least once before. Yes? Well, earlier today(In math, if I remember correctly) I was thinking about all the times I've had this...And, well, I thought I didn't have anything better to do, so I'd make a list for whoever actually bothers to read this. This could be awfully long, but it probably won't be. I won't feed you the typical "I love music more than life, I could name another five hundred songs", because it simply isn't true. I'll name all the ones I can think of, though.





(PS, iTunes is being stupid, so this is purely by memory)





Somebody Told Me - The Killers

I must've been...eight years old when this song came out. My unfortunate bubblegum pop phase, that every girl seems to go through, had thankfully ended a few of years earlier, and I'd started getting into the alt. rock, Brit pop type stuff I still listen to now. I was listening to the English "Now That's What I Call Music" CDs. I could never finish the whole thing; Too many songs, not enough of an attention span. Thankfully this was only the 2nd song on the CD right after Vertigo by U2. This was the first song ever that I became obsessed with, honestly, even though it might seem sort of cliche, it being The Killers and all. I would listen to this song continuously, at least for a week, and I still remained slightly obsessed with it until...

Ruby - Kaiser Chiefs

This song seemed to stalk me in 5th grade. I don't know about this country but it was everywhere in the UK. It lasted for a good while. It was the first song I listened to when I got my new iPod I remember, because my dad had put the whole album on and I'd listen to it over and over and over. Ah, Kaiser Chiefs, how I loved you as a 10/11 year old...

When You Were Young - The Killers

Without a doubt the biggest song obsession I've ever had. It lasted like three weeks, at its strongest, and I remember never putting my iPod down. This was, like, early 6th grade. I'd heard it before, I'd heard several Killers songs before, but this was what converted me from "The Killers are my favorite band" to "I'm obsessed with The Killers" if you want to make it all that black-and-white. That was such an amazing time...And although When You Were Young is far from my favorite Killers song, think about how different of a person I'd be without this one song!

Mr. Brightside - The Killers

...Yeah, it was gonna happen at some point here. I'd heard about this song, how it was "Better than When You Were Young". Better than When You Were Young? Like that's possible! But...well, it was for me. I'd heard it once, thinking "This song is really, really good but not too special". And then, by the end of that evening, and a few more listens "Oh my god this is the best song in the world". The magic I found in the chorus never ended, and neither did the times I listened to it on my iPod. It lasted...Er, about a month.

Sam's Town - The Killers

Before you question this, I promise this will not be all-Killers obsessions. I've usually gone on mini-obsessions, listening to a few songs at a time. This was a really, really big obsession at one point, though. I never understood why it got so little attention, I was listening to it so much. Amazing, amazing song. I got over it eventually...But, wow, it must have lasted a month at least("1-2 days?" That's nothing, apparently!)

The Anthem - Good Charlotte

I do wonder why I liked this so much. It appeared on my Pandora account one day, and thought it was pretty good. So, I bought it on iTunes and then the obsession came...It lasted about four days, I believe. Good song. Great intro. Really catchy, apparently

Zero - Smashing Pumpkins

My parents own Mellan Collie And The Infinite Sadness, so I just thought I'd put the album onto my iPod. I'd heard a few songs I loved. This happened at Camp Kieve(A week-long school trip for my grade, back in October), and lasted that week, and oddly, didn't continue into the weekend. Sitting on the unusably-squeaky bed opposite Adele's(Below me) and just listening to that song over and over again. One high point to the week, right?

I Bet You Look Good On The Dance Floor - Arctic Monkeys

This was right after I got my new iPod. I was actually buying this other Arctic Monkeys song at a time, and this was their most popular. I hadn't heard it in forever, but I still bought it. This lasted about...er, three days I think. And, my iPod kept freezing that whole time which was the cause for this one being cut short.

1985 - Bowling For Soup

I had/have an annoying habit of getting obsessed with pointless pop-punk songs, which I realised once I bought this. I did get a lot of enjoyment out of the lyrics of this song, which was probably what made it last. If it didn't have those lyrics, I don't know if I'd like it as much. Lasted about six days.

The Man Who Sold The World - David Bowie

This came from listening to Nirvana's cover of it, and then deciding I might as well see the original...It's weird, but just so good. I can't say I'm a big David Bowie fan other than this...At the time we had a 48 hour power cut, and by the end of it my sister knew nearly all the lyrics.Llasted about three days.

Stacy's Mom - Fountains Of Wayne

I can purely blame this on Adele. It's pointless and stupid...But, yet again, it's just so catchy! Stacy's mom has got it goin' on! At least it gave me and Adele something to talk about for a few days...About five, actually.

Human - The Killers

Yes, they're back! This probably should have gone earlier in this timeline, but oh well. I wasn't too impressed with this song when I first heard it; On the day it first aired, before all the versions were taken from YouTube for copyright violations. But then..Just, wow. The Killers...Ah, they just never get old. It was like those first few plays of Mr Brightside all over again. Lasted about a week and a half.

Let It Be - The Beatles

You can't admit it's not a pretty song! I know, I know you've heard it so many times before but...The Beatles are legends. Their music just never gets old, and I completely adore this song. It was actually a really big obsession, lasting about a week.

Hey There Delilah - Plain White Ts

Don't judge, 'kay? It's catchy, and pretty, and sweet...And, yeah, I look really stereotypical right now. I love it. It lasted two days...Yeah, kinda sad.

Shattered(Turn The Car Around) - O.A.R.

My first real sad song obsession, I guess. I'm a sucker for sad songs, especially in the last couple of months...And, yeah, without meaning to I heard this song on the radio thinking it sounded like a really good song. Buying it and hearing the whiny, sad lyrics to it made it a whole lot more enjoyable to me. Lasted about five days.

And, most recently...

Don't Trust Me - 3Oh!3

*shudders* This is probably worse than Hey There Delilah but I still like it. It may be electro, but it sounds totally mainstream...But, yeah, it's still kinda electro, well sorta. I guess I don't have a real "other than it's catchy" reason for me liking this song. I hope my next obsession will be better, whatever it might be.

Enjoy it? See, I actually had an idea! Well...pathetic, but yeah...Oh! My sister got her hamster today! It's kinda tan, and looks like a big piece of fluff with it's eyes half shut. It's called Lila, and it's not as cute as she believes it is. She calls herself a tomboy, but really she's the type to carry around a Chihuahua in a designer purse. But at least it didn't get stuck in the tubes like I thought it might; It's a big type of hamster. And, I have a Spanish field trip tomorrow. I'll speak about it then.

Bye, love ya.

Hello, My Name Is Destiny

The world is oh-so random and can take a new direction in an instant. This is great. Well, it is when it doesn't mess with my f-ing blog post ideas. I was going to tell you about the events of gym yesterday. Running 'The Mile'--Not just any ol' mile, the mile--. It was for fitness tests, that we have to do. I've come to hate this with a burning, intense passion. No quiz, test, essay, book, project, presentation, whatever could be any worse than this, as I see it. I'd had it all planned out; The nervousness, the running, the being left behind, the pain, the boredom, the embarrassment. And(I still find myself confused at why I feel this) it was terribly tragic when it wasn't...Well, that bad. I didn't even try, is the main reason. I walked. So, nothing hurt. That's the worst part, and avoiding that made it not even worth a post(So, why am I even writing this...?). 14 minutes, 17 seconds, baby. Last place.

Anyway, time for me to ramble about the few and far between important events of the last few days. Yesterday night, I had to go to this poetry thing in town. Around here we have a middle school poetry magazine called Applesauce. My English teacher, being the poetry-obsessive he is, forced us to enter a couple of poems. I entered two of my three complete poems of this year; "Mysterious Feline", and "Years And Years Ago". And of course with my "luck", Years And Years ago got accepted. I found this out a few weeks ago, and I'm surprised they've yet to uncover some editorial mistake that caused my badly-done, horribly-descriptive, obviously-cliche poem about my childhood(None of the events have ever happened to me) to be accepted. I was one of 22 from my town(Of four towns), seven from my school, six from my grade, and three from my English class. We had to show up(Though no one from my school did). I chose to sit far back. Typical me, not wanting to be in the exact place I'm in at that moment. The teacher from the school we were at gave us a poorly executed lecture on the history of the magazine; Every single addition, in fact. Then people were asked to read. Thank god my English teacher wasn't there to force me to read. While sitting through a story written by a boy who had some pretty disturbing knowledge of dangerous snakes, I noticed on the floor one of those "Hello, my name is... "stickers with the name Destiny."Hello, my name is Destiny". That's probably the most movie-like cliche event in my life. If you believe in omens and whatnot, then how cool was that? Me and my dad also agree that's a song title if ever there was one. Hehe. xD

Anyway, I read through some of the accepted work in the book in the car ride home. A billion poems about war, peace, cancer, angst, and your nostalgia towards your childhood can get pretty annoying, but there are a few amazing ones. I'm also astonished how anyone can write anything so personal, like how terribly they see themselves, and have it published in a magazine. That's way beyond my understanding.

Also, my mom told me in the back of the car that my sister is soon to be getting a hamster. In my mother's brain, "soon" can mine anything from 'in five minutes', to 'in five years' and I was slightly sceptical as to if this was going to be happening at all. Turns out, it actually is. It's an early birthday present from my sister's best friend. She even came round today to drop off an elaborate multi-colored cage for it. They set it up earlier, currently placed on the floor right where I walk when I go to my bedroom. I have issues with this...Because, through events that started off with a simple stick insect, led to my sister being promised a pet, and me also. I want a Guinea Pig. They're my favorite animal. Guinea Pigs can be kept both inside and outside. Outside in Boston is too cold for guinea pigs. Inside, there isn't enough space. So, no piggies for me. My sister's favorite small animal keeps changing, like every month or so. Hamsters are easier. So, she gets a hamster. I see this as unfair, wouldn't you? She gets a pet, and I don't. My day brought up my three concerts and one music festival asa substitue, but those really don't count. I want to see, what, three bands in concert? That's nothing. Besides, she's not even good with animals. I mean, she loves them, but she's scared of them half the time. It's gonna bite her one day, she's not going to want to touch it again, it's gonna be mine, which is alright. She's already planned some horribly-feminine name for it. It's like "Fairy Moon Berry", or something along those lines. And, when it bites her, I request a name change. Hmm, Brandon or Spock, what do you think?

Today was an okay day, nothing exactly to say. Health was interesting. we had this really shifty substitute that was thoughtfully named Mr Sub later in the class. We started talking about stress, and the class ended by a boy kissing the television. What a class we have, eh? And in Spanish our project on Venezuela was due. I went over to my partner's house yesterday afternoon to finish. I felt I'd actually had an input in this, however small it was. My school has a dance tonight. I've said it before, but I don't go to those things. But I'm sure we'll get some decent gossip out of it; Nothing much has happened since Clown Town.

Musically, I'm trying loads of stuff. Starsailor, Biffy Clyro, Razorlight, MGMT, generally indie stuff. I'm trying to get into some bands that are playing at the music festival this summer. Still got lots to go! I'm hopefully getting a few albums this weekend...The Script's one and only album, and hopefully something by either Starsailor or Snow patrol. I look forward to it. Maybe I'll get pictures up this weekend. Maybe.

Oh my gosh, if I ever have a band, we're so going to be called GENERALLY INDIE STUFF. I spend far too much time thinking of band names, as you can tell.

Bye, xD