Stuff Happening Today - Dickens style

A quick little summary of what has happened today...Charles Dickens style.

On this very day, this day being none other than January seventh 2009, a day that would bring forth events of great misery, boredom, joy, happiness, anxiety, stress, hate, and every emotion one human being could possibly fit into the events of a day, a mear twenty four hours, in fact! As was expected by many a person in this meager little town, I woke up far beyond my custom, a custom which would involve a sudden, possibly brash awakening, at what fealt like the earliest hours of the morning, when the sun would scarcely be risen. And, a suden realization of my atmosphere, an atmosphere dark, dreary, and depressing, and a check of the time on my Ipod would later prove, that it has snowed outside! Hoozah! A snow storm, which had started in the early hours of that very morning, had brushed the town and surrounding areas, with such snow and ice, snow and ice that would partly paralize any movement upon the slipperiest roads beyond, would therefore delay any school for a further two hours upon my awakening. At which point, I returned to my little world of music,a world filled with eyeliner, facial hair, Vegas rockstars, and dittieas about jealousy, passion, and destress, until my departure. The preceding hours upon my arrival proved, in my own eyes, to hold very little point and worthiness. Luckily for the many students of this great place, classes were lost, and some shotened and cut together, a terrific blessing, a part retreat from our nightmares of graphs, grammar, and tectonic plates that we are forced to be placed and live in, day by day, hour by hour. In gym, we started a new until - basketball. This unit, I am certain, will prove to be boring beyong what my brain can handle, and will be a point of misery and unhappiness, a world that I am so very used to in this particular class, for the uncertain weeks or months to come. I believe, at this point, there are very few events to this day, that are worth mentioning. During our LA class, another point of my misery and unhappiness, we started writing in the style of Dickens, the great Victorian writer, who enthrals readers with such tales of ghosts, workhouses, and marvelous tales of great cities, due to our reading of "A Christmas Carol". This being, in fact, a very inspiration for this blog post! Mr G, our light-hearted, yet patronizing LA teacher, began to promise chocolate for reading out loud. No doubt, another foolish attempt at myself, to make an effort! Which, predictably, had very little impact whatsoever. The only upside, at least - that I can think of at this period in time, would be that my package from The Victims, the great website to show love and devotion to The Killers - the best band ever, has finally arrived! The package contains a t-shirt - Thids particular shirt has The Victims written across in the same dotted style that Killers fans would be used to, yet far too big for me, a lanyard, and a card, a card from the very band members themselves! The card has been photocopied, but nonetheless! The card also features the very lip prints from the men themselves - such a blessing! I feel this all there was to this dark and dreary day, until tomorrow, fellow readers. I will be forever now and the following days, wishing The Killers the best of love in the making of the "Spaceman music video". Goodday!

And for those who don't speak "Dickens"...an English translation.

Hey.

Well, today is the January 7th 2009, as I'm sure you are aware. This day has been sort of crazy, in many aspects. I woke up later than I would normally. I mean, normally I'd be awoken far earlier than I would have liked...Anyway, I realised that school had been delayed for two hours because of all the snow and ice that had come down that morning. I knew this would happen, so did everyone. After this I thought "what the heck" and spent the next two hours listening/watching Killers songs on my iPod, and my mom's iPod. Because of the schedule-mess-up, classes were lost! Yay! I found the remaining hours of the day to be pretty pointless. We started a new unit in gym - basketball. Obviously, I'm not going to enjoy it, I never enjoy anything in gym anyway. We started writing in the style of Charles Dickens in LA today, due to reading "A Christmas Carol" at the moment. This was an inspiration for this blog post! Mr G started promising chocolate for reading aloud, directed at me, but I still didn't read. The one posotive thing that came from today would be...my stuff from The Victims has arrived! I got t-shirt that's far too big for me, a lanyard, and a photocopied card frm the band. WITH LIP PRINTS ON! Oh yeah! Party over here, I have Branon's lip prints! Anyway, until tomorrow. I'll be wishing The Killers luck in the making of Spaceman...I can't wait! Bye!

And for those who don't speak English or Dickensians....a translation to n00b.

omg 2da is da 7th of janary 2oo9!!!!!!!!!! dis day has bin lik ttly CRAZy i woke up at lik.........way later then i normaly do and i relised it had like snowed outsid!!!!!!!!!! Omg wtf! skool wasnt guna start 4 anover 2 hours so i spent the rest of da 2 hours listenin to da KiLLERS on mah ipod and wachin da KiLLERS vids on my moms ipod....OMG i m lik so wierd and RANDOM!!!!!111! nyway, 2day was prety bBORING exept bcuse of da skedoole mix up som clases got cut which was sooooo super aresome! we had 2 start a n00 unit in gim 2day...OMG were doing bball and i hat bball and i always hat gim!!!!! we had 2 start writing lik charls dickens today.....OMG wierd name i no! mr g our poopy la techer promise choclit if we red aloud but i didnt wanna do dat bcause...i didnt wont 2 so haaaa haaa haaa 2 him now i ges de only thing that was g00d 2day was that mah stuf from DA ViCTIMS has arived its really coooool i got a t-shirt that 2 big 4 me a lanyard and a card from da band its so good that it even has there LiP PRiNTS on it and ha ha ha to oter people bcause i have da KiLLERS lip prints on a peece of paper and bye bye for now i wish da KiLLERS sooo much luck in doin da spaceman vid its gonna rock bye!!!


Bye...

Less Than Three Weeks To Go!!!

Good day to everyone.

For some reason, I was crazily excited to post today. Not that I have any big news or anything. Today was fairly boring actually. I'm sick of block classes, I wanted to shoot myself in double math today.

Anyway, just 20 days to go until...THE BIG TK CONCERT!!! I'm really over-excited about that...and the perfect profile picture, if I meet them,since none of the internet pictures are working for me. Anyway, I should be getting ready for that. We still need to plan leaving and waiting outside late night to meet them and stuff. Wouldn't that rock? I already have my outfit planned out - My purple Killers t-shirt, light-wash skinny jeans(Nearly gray, really), my purple Converse, my Killers fleece, and a black jacket. I sound girly talking about clothes, but every detail for meeting them has to be perfect!

I brought my Killers biog into school today to show my friend. My SS teacher now knows how completely obsessed I am with these guys.

My pack from The Victims hasn't arrived yet! I'm gonna stalk the mail man now. The pack is really really cool, because each is different, the guys from the band personally handpick the items in the packs. They really do care about their loyal fans.

Oh yes, I need to say some Killers unrelated stuff before I continue. I added a poll thing.Look at it! It's probably pretty difficult to answer if you're not a fan, but I suggest you do it anyway. I want some numbers! I've been exploring a bit more of Blogger than I have in the past, so expect some new features along the sides pretty soon. I don't want to add too much, I think it crowds the blog up a bit....Also, what does everyone think of the new organisation of my blog? I'm not sure if I'm exactly...happy with it. Opinions would be nice.

Well, back to TK...

...Is it wrong if I'm in obsessivly in love with Mark in the "Bones" music video? Wow, I hope not. Because I really really do love him in that video. Brandon's wearing shades in the video, so you can't see his eyes. It sort of takes away from the appeal, but since he has the mustache he still looks good. I genuinely think Bones is a brilliant music video. Tim Burton knows his stuff, even if he is insane. I guess some would find the whole "skin-take-off" thing to be slightly disturbing, and call me emo, but I love it all. I'll post a video in a minute. Talking of Bones, I read in the Q magazine Killers thing, describe Bones as "the so-so Sam's Town single". Yeah, I am gonna disagree. I truly truly believe that Bones is the best single on Sam's Town, and one of the best allround TK singles. Despite its popularity, When You Were Young just doesn't compare. I mean, Bones is the most similar to the HF days. Synthesizers and whatnot. When You Were Young goes too far onto that Bruce Springsteen style, that I'm not to keen on. Bones has the most amazing chorus. In that you have the "Don't you wanna come with me?" that's very light in tone, and then you "crash" into "Don't you wanna feel my bones" which is 100% darker. It does sound fantastic.

I guess we're now on the topic of "music videos", now? Well, with recording for Spaceman approaching, we should start reveling in the "good old days" music videos.

Somebody Told Me was...I believe, the first single off of HF. As quoting my TK book "It's basically a video of the guys getting their Duran Duran on in the dessert". That's a humourous and accurate description. What can you expect from the first music video? It was good. I don't really think I give it the respect and recognition it deserves. I dont watch it too much, I was never a huge Somebody fan. Yes, it's a good song, but it's sort of over-rated for the popularity it reached.

Anyway, then came Brightside. Due mostly to the content it holds, this one's embarassing to show others who haven't heard it(How can you not have heard it?!) but it was well done. I believe the director/produce(Sophie-something) was also one of the girls in the video. You've got to feel sorry for Brandon in this one. New to the rock 'n' roll world, neive(SP?), young, dating, very religious, and he's already getting swarmed by girls in a video(Pretty serious stuff, actually). You can tell he's not happy with the whole thing. I guess in this case he had to show his "soldier" rather than his "soul". Oh yeah... All These Things That I've Done! Weird video. Totally insane. Makes no sense. Western rock 'n' roll. Fake mustaches. Brandon in a shower. Donkeys. Female asassins. I have no idea what to make of this video. There was a rumour that it does make sense, but there a messed up scenes. I don't know. Work it out yourself!

Smile(Like You Mean It) was a pretty video. Brandon hates it...and I love it to pieces. A story line of a house over 20ish years, with the band members as ghosts...just amazing.

When You Were Young, is my least-favorite It's the only one that really has a strong story-line, but...if you see it, you know why.

I need to start homework, so I'm going to make the rest of this quick...

Read My Mind. Amazing video. BEST MUSIC VIDEO EVER, I actually think is more suited. I can't begin to explain how much I love this video...Except Brandon kisses Ronnie's cheek when they're on bikes. No, neither are gay.

For Reasons Unknown. I don't like it too much. Sort of...boring, you know? Same would go for Tranquilize and Shadowplay...

Christmas videos. Joseph(, Better You Than Me)sucked. No Killers. I have strong opinions about this song, but I will reserve them for another post. Don't Shoot Me Santa, however, was an amazing video. Very very very funny. WATCH IT!

Well, I should go now. Homework and stuff... This post was sort of rushed.I'll post tomorrow. 20 DAYS LEFT!

Bye!

Another Day, Another Blog Post

Hey there,

I remember, a few blog posts back, saying that the colors in this blog have been annoying me...Will I'm going to contradict myself, as I always do, and type today's post in red, to add some color to this day.

Well, I'm pretty sure, if you read my last imput to this wonderfully bad blog, you'd know what I'm going to talk about today. And you would be very much correct, mostly. I fear this blog is going to get very boring for a while, and I'll continually type about what I got on my last math quiz, or what the cafeteria was serving for lunch nearler that day. That's not to say this blog was terribly exciting in the first place, because it wasn't. I'm not naturally "random", so I I'm not someone who can type about whatever comes into my head. My brain has strict structure to it, seperated into lists, documents, and folders - With a few pictures of Mr. Flowers hanging off the wall, of course.

Anyway, I've been pretty tired this whole day. I had trouble sleeping last night. It's amazing the stuff that happens in a person's brain in the early hours of the morning. Mine was a whirlpool of thought most of the night, and I ended up considering the meaning of life, the various aspects of being human(Or dancer!!!), and various psychological things involving The Killers(And that's not what it sounds like). I was really fed up about going back. I guess I had a right to be so. This day has been dark, dull, and depressing for the most part. We got homework, and very few of my online buddies have been online today. And I need sugar, badly.

I generally avoided the topic of Christmas today. Not because of me not getting anything good, but just because I would get sick of it. Me being me, that was fairly easy to do.

Now, this is about the become the most boring blog post I've ever done. And, just ths one time, because it's a first day back to school, I will list out what happened in classes and stuff today.

Spanish - The normal, the normal. Doing some work, some listening activites, some time wasting on some of the guys' behalf(THANK YOU, Spanish sucks!). For my homework, I decided to use BF(Brandon Flowers. I might well use that abbreviation in the future) as my best friend.

Engineering - This being a new term, this was our first day. We had a sub. Other than some more time-wasting, seat-arranging, and the shortest possible overview of the lesson, we had to fill out this "About Me" thing. It's not like the teachers care about these things. You tell her you play football and she'll forget. You tell you're a huge fan of The Killers, she'll never of heard of them. You tell her you hate science/engineering/technology and that you're bad at it, she'll make your Engineering life hell for the next couple of months. Worth it? Or was our sub just time-wasting like the students she was teaching?

Social studies - We went over a quiz. I got bored. Other people got bored. I wrote "BF"on my binder.

Science - Our science teacher has got it into his head that we're doing this slowmation project about tectonic plates and the like. Am I the only one who can see this is going to take forever? This is the first time he actually let us touch the clay. I can't wait to see him get fired at the end of the year....And, oh yes, most importantly, our science teacher got a beard. He was talking about his heart and brain still being in Georgia, and it looks like he left his razor in Georgia also. What does he think he's doing, trying to do a Sam's Town-era Ronnie Vannucci? Only he can pull that off, for the record!

Math - New seats, hate them. Going over some homework.

LA - Unusually, this was probably the best class of the day. We're starting Charles Dickens' A Christmas Carol, which seems like a great book. As most know, I'm not a reader, but I'm a sucker for some down 'n' dirty English history. I did consider starting Oliver Twist a while back when we had a power cut, but decided better of it. We watched some of the movie - Good, but not as good as the English version, even though it's a musical. The only negative thing to this is that he will constantly pick on me because of the English setting of this book. I started the book today for homework, and it's pretty good, but I found it slightly confusing, so I stopped listening to my new Bravery CD to concentratea bit better.

In other stuff, and in true Killers lyrics "That woman's on my back again", and I know you know how I'm talking about. In Enrichment today, we had to do portraits. I was sick of school at this point, and drawing hair, so instead of drawing the girl I was originally drawing, I drew Billy Corgan instead.

Oh yes, what else should I fit into this blog post...

-The Bravery CD rocks out loud! I love "Believe" most.

-I'm adding a cool picture to add something to this dull and lifeless post.

-I found at my Christmas Killers poster got damaged in the mail and they're sending a replacement

-I got 3 Killers music videos onto my mom's ipod(My doesn't take videos...I'm asking for a new iPod for my birthday.), Bones, Read My Mind, and Mr. Brightside. All I great videos, but I'm way too obsessed with Bones right now.

-I'm in love with Neil Tennant's voice...

-I printed of some more TK pictures for my locker last night. They look amazing.

-we wne out to the English food shop today, English food rocks...

-You may now die of boredom from this post.

Until tomorrow. Yes, I'm bored too.

Bye,

My Last Day Of Freedom

This blog marks my last day of freedom...For a while anyway. School starts tomorrow.

I can't really explain how I much I hate that place. Yes, everybody hates school at certain times. And I'm someone who hates school all the time! People I know would generally mark my school as being a fun, relaxed, and overall good environment. It's probably the differences between the way that US elementary schools run, and the way UK primary schools run, but I would have to disagree. I have a serious problem with having a teacher talk for like 30 minutes, and then like 15 minutes of work. Maybe 15 minutes of talking, 30 minutes of work? That, in my eyes, would definantly decrease boredom in class. And people wonder why I have to take to dipping, tearing, writing over, scribling over, drawing over, and destroying my binders? Maybe if I found what we were learning about to be the least bit interesting, I wouldn't have to do so to kill time.

I've actually been in a really bad mood all day thanks to this "going back to school" thing. I feel the tendancy to just stay on the computer, listen to music, or eat. I wish I could just get up and use my last precious hours of free time to do something worthwhile. I somehow feel that isn't much of a life, but that's all I feel capable of accomplishing today. See what this place does to me? I do feel that my homelife is freedom and escape, a place for me to listen to music, chat with people who actually understand me, stay up later, and do whatever I want, but it somehow still manages to ruin my life elsewhere. I'm getting a bit better now than I was this morning. No doubt when it turns 7, my feelings towards this will get a whole lot worse. That's the way, as always. I'd better get used to it now. Despite my mom's words that "This term won't be so bad", last year I got used to feeling as bad as I do now, every Sunday night because of school. This term will be the same - if not worse.

This morning my mom decided she would go shopping. Great timing! If she had stayed, we could have gone Snow Tubing. I first tried it last year, and it was so much fun. One of my parents needs to go up the hill with me when we tube, but my sister is scared of heights so she can't do it, my other parent has to stay with her. I think tubing would have been better use of this last day.

Instead, my Dad took me and my sister around another mall, and to some of the near shops. It wasn't really as bad as I expected, even though I was in a bad mood. Getting out of the house sort of helped. We went into Best Buy to look at a new TV to get. For some reason, I don't like going in there, simply because the staff insist on greeting you every time, and it annoys me....But it does have a good selection of CDs. I came out with a Bravery album. No doubt my mom's going to try to steal that. She said she liked the first Braverysong she heard, and that it sounds a bit like Joy Division...except she doesn't like Joy Division. I sort of feel guility, for really liking this band. I couple of year back, Brandon sais some pretty bad stuff about these guys... I also got the new Bloc Party album, "Intimacy". It's apparently pretty good, and I like Bloc Party, so it was worth a try. I didn't stick around there long. There was a 7 year old girl who insisted on reading outloud every song name on a Demi Lovato CD. But she couldn't really read very well, so it took her a long time. It got annoying. I did, however, get to see this Killers set, which had Sam's Town, Hot Fuss, and Sawdust all on one, including a poster. I considered it, but turned it down in the end...Probably a posted you can get on amazon.com anyway. Not really worth it.

The mall wasn't terribly interesting either. The puzzle shop that my sister and I like is closing down. It's only been open for a few months. I also had no intention of going shopping for clothes for my Dad, so we just wandered. Turns out the age of when you reduce yourself to wearing all-Abercrombie is getting younger. Some of the girls I saw were like 6...Shouldn't they still be wearing like Gap and Target? It's sad, especially when they try to give me stares as if to say "I'm better than you". The saddest thing was the girls in Victoria's Secret...If you try to idolize Victoria in any way, you need help. If you're 6 years old and try to idolize her...you really need help. The place was packed...really sad.

That was pretty much my day. I'm gonna eat now, then play a game with my sister and mom, then get all upset again. Next time I speak, I'll be miserable again. Get used to it. You may think I'm being overly-dramatic...and maybe I am, but this is me at the moment.

Until tomrrow. That is, if I survive tomorrow.

Bye,

A Rant That Should Have Been Done A While Back

Welcome to the ultime blog post of 01/03/09.

Well, today I will post mainly about a rant and/or that should have been made back in early November, really. But, at the time, I was typing completely like a n00b(Well, yes, I still do. But I feel like I'm less of a n00b than I was back then) and I couldn't really write a half-decent rant about it? I recall saying it sucked and something about the air guitar competition, but that was about it. Also, I'd like to keep this is reference, if I ever I might need it. I'd also like to mention, if someone at school is reading this, whatever is said here about anyone, stays here. Okay? Well, here I go.

My school is unbelievably into team work, leadership, being pro-active and all that cheesy stuff that no one listens to or cares about. So, 7th grade have to go to a "Leadership School", sounding cheesy already, isn't it? Well, basically, it's this place in Maine that you go to learn about all that junk that I posted above.

It was something I knew I was going to hate, and my parents still forced me to go. I can't live without my computer, or my TV, or my online buddies, or decent food. Thank god we were aloud to bring iPods. Come Monday we had to get up early to go to the school. Followed by a couple of hours in a bus with all the 7th grade idiots I hate enough already(Unlike it was supposed to, this trip inspired no friendship between me and anyone else). They put on some bad movie in the background, so I listened to my iPod all the way. The only peace and quiet I got all week really.

On the bus trip, we got to hear cabin groups. 14 of us, and 2 cabin staff. I'd rather shoot myself, for the most part. As for as people went, it was about the set-up I had expected. There was a hill, and the girls got the the top of the hill, closest to the bus(Because girls always need to have bigger cabins because we bring like a million hairstraighteners and makeup bags, and aren't strong enough to carry our bags down the hill like the boys can. Sexist much?)and the guys got the ones down the hill. The ones down the hill were being renovated so it was noisy down there. Anyway, our cabin staff were Jessica, and Chris. Chris is the sort of overly-energetic "go go go" dictator personality. Jessica was decently cool. She was a Killers fan. We got to listen to music every night, and she would put on The Killers or Snow Patrol or something. She had been to a TK concert, but Brandon had throat problems so they couldn't play. I recall seeing videos of that night, so it was a weird deja vu experience when she told us that.

Our cabin was actually a pretty big, but I didn't enjoy being there much. Each cabin had a name, can't remember ours. Something "wildlife-y". We had to keep our shoes out side. Screw that, I brought them in every day. There was basically a front and a back to the cabin, each with four bunks.The back end, that I was staying in was typically pretty neat, and despite my organisation issues at school, I kept my area nice. *halo* There was an extra bunk, but it was really squeaky and couldn't use it. For some reason, I decided I "needed" a top bunk. It turned out that being on top wasn't a very good thing. There were no steps up, and it was uncomfortable getting up anyway, because you had to use the little shelves or the framework of the beds instead. It also squeaked a lot all the time. I tried to stay up there as little time as possible. I was blessed to have the squeaky bunk next to me, so that was basically my territory. That's where I spent most of my free time.

Free time was pretty scarce in there. You got up at 7, had about 1/2 an hour to get ready before breakfast. After that you had 15 minutes to get ready for classes until 3. Then you weren't back until 5. You had some time then to get ready before dinner. Then you weren't back until around 8:30. It was really strict, a boot camp, at least that's what it felt like. All I required was like an extra 1/2 hour to just relax and listen to music or read, or do nothing at all

Showers were 3 minutes long. 3 minutes? INSANELY STUPID! I took mine at night. There was a schedule, very strict one. If I got my stuf out earlier, it gave me a little extra time to listen to music(I took this at every possible oppurtunity)at night the cabin staff would do each others hair and play music. I listened to music. Other girls would talk. I got to listen to very very little music at all that week, so it was a blessing when I did. Screw conversation and friendship, I'm gonna listen to Smashing Pumpkins instead. I do recall, having a HUGE "Zero" by SP obsession that week. Our cabin sometimes played games, or cards and stuff. I had very little enthusiasm to do this whatsoever. Bed was early, but I listened to music a good half hour after it was "lights out".

The most memorable of "the cabin experience" was a little inside joke that happened along the way. While I was taking my not-very-warm 3 minute shower, a couple of friends decided to take a look on my iPod. They didn't recognise too much. When I came out, they told me they'd found a song called "Rape Me" on my Ipod and they were disturbed. This evolved into our own little Rape Me inside joke that still holds now.

Anyway, we had "classes" through the day, until 3. I seem to run on time. I can't live without a clock in front of me. No clocks anywhere, this made lessons worse. The classes were "Solo", "Adventure", "Relationships", "Decisions", "Skills", "toolbox" and "Communication". My class"red loyalty"(REALLY cheesy) was pretty boring. Most of the time was spent with our "homeskill" teacher Shell. She taught us toolbox, Decisions, Skills, Solo, and Communications. What a great example she was - She was the obsese one with the nose ring. Heather taught us relationships, and a some guy taught as Adventure(Couldn't be bothered to learn his name) A brief explanation about each -

Solo. Maine, October= very very very cold. And there I was in Converse. Solo you had to sit outside and "think", "enjoy nature", or write, for an hour. I found it painfully boring. Some enjoyed it, but i think they were just being suck ups. It was down by the guys' cabins, and right by the huge lake that we had to "enjoy", but actually just made the experience colder and more miserable.

Adventure. Some people loved this, I also hated it(Seeing a theme to this place?). There were ropes course, climbing wall ect. A lot of the time was spent insidebecause of rain. People assume that thissomehow ties into self esteem and all the other cheesy stuff. People just assumed that because I'm really really shy and stuff, that this would be so amazingly hard for me. FYI, I don't have much of a fear of heights. Most of them were fine. On one, my hands froze, and the rope got stuck, so I had to come down, not because I was scared. The guys also bugged me. He said "Guys, I'llalways be honest to you". I really couldn't care if hewasn't honest. Dude, you're with us for 5 days, don't try to create a bond, it's not gonna work.

Relationships. Stereotypes, judgements, friends, and *gulp* sexual harassment. What an experience that class was.

Decisions. Most. Stupid. Class. Ever. I think I can make a decision by myself, thank you very much. Who cares if I'm offered drugs or alcohol, whatever a Leadership school says, I'll make my own decision.

Skills. I don't even know. I wasn't paying any attention.

Toolbox. General review of the day.

Communication. I don't even need this, I don't talk to anyone anyway.

I found these all very boring, tedious, patronizing, and overall painful. It raned a lot, and it was really cold. The guys wouldn't get over the relationships class. I payed very little attention. It was really tedious. I didn't want to come there, I'll do what I want.


The food there tended to either be really good or really disgusting. We had 3 meals+3 snacks a day. By Wednesday, I was craving sugar. I was sick of the food. I was sick of the snacks. I was sick of the disgusting water. My cabin also had to set up breakfast everyday, which I was sick off.

We also did some "evening activited" which were the worst. First day=evening games. Boring as heck, basically. I thought I'd escaped didgeball in this place...Second day=building a boat. Called it "the neon tiger" after the TK song. That was the only imput I had in the whole thing. Yay. Third day=Ait guitar competition. Oh my gosh, that sucked. "Air guitar" doesn't mean "dance competition", girly girls. We did So What by Pink. Among other trashy sugestions, came out Fall Out Boy, by someone saying "They have a lot of guitar!". I'm sorry, no. Go listen to Metallica, if that's your idea of a lot of guitar. We lost, because "it had been done the week before". SURPRISING! SHOCKER!Forth day=disco. Now, this was just plain crazy. Everyone ended up in tears, including some of the guys, for a reason I couldn't quite understand. Little miss Linkin Park was forcing me to dance. One rule I live by=I don't dance to songs I don't like. At one point she said "Dance now! This is rock!". Rock? The song was Shake it by Metro Station. Anyway, the theme to the dance was "Come As You Aren't". Hmm. I bet very few people my age could even recognise what song is being parodied right there. You had to dress up. I didn't. Stupid. To which Little Miss Linkin Park laughed at me. Her problem. I got to listen to music while the craziness in my cabin was happening.

To top everything off, some of my 6th grade teachers came along to. Including my stupid, idiotic, perverted Social Studies teacher, who had come along for the food and ropes corse. I went out of my way to avoid him.

My hands are tired. I'm bored, and frustrated. Do you think I enjoyed that week? You decide bye!

Be Prepared To @_@

Yep, be prepared to @_@. Unless your name is Kayla, of course.

In every way, my family is messed up. Especially my aunt. she's the crazy relative that everyone of us has. You know I said yesterday about Action Men, Barbie, and Daniel Craig? This is her invention.

My sister used to be into Action Men, so she has these two lying around that my aunt found a few days ago and we...started making stories to go with them. To add to our stories, we added my sister's Barbie that came in a Burger King happy meal, and my mom's Daniel Craig(the new 007) toy(she's...obsessed with that guy) This story is huge, so I will only tell fine details.

The Action Men, despite being dressed in camo, are actualy marines. This came from our trip into Boston a while back to see the USS Constitution. 1 of them, doesn't wear underwear and, if you take his boots off, they can never return to his feet again.The second one, has a bald spot, and likes to spy on people, and, when we dropped him from 2nd floor to 1st, somehow missed the beanbag we had placed, and landed on the ground on his feet.

Barbie(Soon to be...Barbie Craig) and Daniel Craig are going out. At this, my mom shaved Barbie's hair off. Barbie's a bit taller than Daniel. Daniel also, in his spare time, likes to wear the Actionmen's boots, which are hugely too big for him.

See, crazy! There's way more to it, but I'm not going into details...

Other mentionable stuff today...Hm...I went into Barnes And Noble today. Guess what...THE KILLERS WERE ON A KEYBOARD MAGAZINE!!! They look pretty good. They're wearing the same stuff as they were wearing in the photo shoot right before the DaA release when they're on the moon, except Brandon's wearing a sparkly silver jacket. I haven't got round to reading the article yet. Also, I bought Q magazine. DaA was 22nd album of 2008. Kaiser Chief's Off With Their Heads was 75th, I think. I didn't read the whole thing, but the new Oasis did really well, and I'm pretty sure the new U2 was in there somewhere. Well, it has to be, right? Hoping to find Weezer's "red album", Keane's "Perfect Symmetry", and Bloc Party's "Intimacy" somehwhere in there. The new Kings Of Leon album won. I really should look into more Kings Of Leon. I heard their new single "Sex On Fire" on the radio yesterday and really really liked it.

The magazine also included an article titled "What's with this new Disney Music? Can we end it now? Please?" or something along those lines. That made me smile.

Something that did annoy me. I saw a book titled "Rock Gods". Which was 90% Slash and Jimmy Hendrix. But, I was looking for people like Kurt Cobain in the index...Nope. Instead, they'd ended the book with some newbie pop-punk bands, including a guy from Panic at The Disco. That's just stupid. Anyone with a brain knows that Nirvana did more for the music industry that PATD will ever do, even if you like PATD. Stupid music idiots...

Bye for now! My dinner is ready.

Happy New Year! *yawn*

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Bet you weren't expecting that blog title, were you? happy New Year! Hope everyone had a great time. I stayed up for most of the night. I played on my DS for hours and ate a load of gingerbread. Or "shmingerbread" as my sister calls it now. You can thank Chowder for that. Staying up late is always fun, especially if its a new year. Though I am sort of tired as I'm writing this. Online, I've been seeing a lot of people posting their "best and worst events of 08" lists. I haven't done that, but I might do it the next few days. Better late than never!

I've currently been keeping a list on Word of everything I should put in future blog posts. But somehow, I manage to forget a lot of stuff when re-reading it. To clarify from the last post about the New Years Eve party, the person who invited me isn't a preppy idiot. She's actually really nice and fun to be with. it's just some of her friends that annoy me.

That's it. That yellow was getting annoying to read.

Oh my gosh, I just heard Spaceman on the radio! That's like the 10th time this week. Talk about crazy. In the car earlier, I was listening to my iPod when I over heard Spaceman. I say "That's Spaceman!" and then my parents' conversation continues. My aunt, thinking I was listening to my iPod again, says "Spaceman isn't very good". I was furious!

This day has gone by so fast. All I did was play "Pictureeka"(Surprisingly fun game) and doing stuff with my aunt. My aunt left this evening, so I couldn't really spend the day on the computer like I would normally do. A few days ago, me, my sister, and my aunt made up this really weird game involving two Action Men, Barbie, and Daniel Craig. All will be revealed tomorrow. Be prepared to be freaked out.

I've updated my profile again. I've become obsessivley paranoid about going over the character limit. So now it's obsessivly short and uninformative. I'll redo it again tomorrow...

The only negative thing to add to this, as that my Christmas Killers poster hasn't arrived yet. Maybe Christmas is holding it up...or it's got lost. Either way, I'm gonna start stalking the UPS truck that comes by my street.

I'm really tired right now. And I must return to Pictureeka and "shmingerbread". Happy New Year! And sorry about the short and uninformative blog post.

Bye!