I Muchly Enjoy This Picture

This be my adorable nephew, Fyo. And by Fyo I mean Fyodor.

Well That Was Akward. . .

Ahem. That last post. Over the top drama. Might have something to do with the Riders losing...
So anyway, today I had a Good Day, and that is a Good Thing. And I put capitols because Good Days are Good Things. Also, today was most definitely a Good Day for Kirsten, because she got her beloved Marianas Trench c.d. (can't say they're a personal favorite of mine, but we all have our own tastes...) and they kicked some royal popo ( as my ballet teacher would say ) in their first basketball game. But I've done an overload of homework tonight, and I have this sinking feeling tomorrow is going to be a hard, stressful Bad Day, so I better go catch some zz's.
Night 'yall! ( as someone from Texas, or someone who is trying too hard would say ) ( including me )
- Meghan

Riders, you let me down. Thats all I have to say. That was NOT Grey Cup material. It was a fine enough game, just not Grey Cup material
Play is over... I'll miss acting, being an Oompa Loompa, and goofing off with my buds. But I will NOT miss the hair and the make-up. Also, the make-up left me with some lovely red blotches that just won't seem to go away. And people aren't making it better either...
"Meghan, Meghan, what happened to your face?? You look so bad!"
My friends... are not friends. :/
Well, some of them.. but honestly, I've tried to tell my problems so many times, but they never listen. They just chime in with their own problems.
And I'm not being stupid, vain, or asking for attention, but actually, yeah, my problems ARE worse than yours. And yeah, I actually DO know that for fact. Not many people go through what my family has. And the thing is, my family can talk about it, but I usually "go to the bathroom" and go cry in a corner. In the dark.
I don't know why I can't talk about. I can write about it, and I have! But I can't physically move my lips to talk about, and I don't know why. I honestly don't. But I swear my heart is black, with icy blue fingers wrapped around it, squeezing it harder with every tear.
Anyway. I'm used to making light of it. But one day, I'm going to break down, and their aint gonna be no doctor that can fix me.

- Meghan

A rather eventful day....

although i'd rather it had been an uneventful day. :'(
I got robbed.
They took my TV and my remote...
I was the first one home, and thankfully i came with Megan Duggleby.  I noticed the TV was gone, so i said "Where the heck is my TV?!"  I went to see if Jeff was home but he wasn't there.... neither was his computer.  I texted my mom while i shook uncontrollably and hyperventillated.  They ransacked my parent's room and Jeff's, and i was worried they took his computer.  I texted Jeff, and thank GOODNESS he brought his new laptop to school.  They didnt come downstair so My computer is still here... but i didnt know that and i wanted to, so i grabbed the biggest, sharpest, pointiest knife and started downstairs...  Megan stopped me and told me to come outside, when my mom came in with a very worried look on her face.  She saw the TV gone and said "Oh, Shit."  The police came and asked us questions.  I won't be able to sleep tonight....
-Aly

Walking In A Winter Wonder-MOOOO!!! *WTF??*

"Later on, we'll conspire, as we dream by the fire.." :D I love Christmas songs!! So much. I even made my very own wonderful Christmas song play-list on Grooveshark. ( On Aly's account, which I still haven't logged out of. Hope you don't mind Aly. )
But the funny thing is ( or not funny, depending on the lame-ness range of your sense of humor ) is that I have about four different kinds of the same type of song, because NO ONE SINGS IT LIKE ITS SUPPOSED TO BE SUNG!!!! Elvis Presley ( bless him his soul ;) came close, but as Mme Coupal would say, "Close, but no cigar." Whatever that means.
So I just sang to four different Winter Wonderland's, which just so happens to be my favorite Christmas song, which just so happens to have been butchered by about a million artists trying to put an "exciting twist" or "modernizing" the song. And its just like, no. Just no. You sound retarded, you can't sing, and adding cows into the mixture doesn't help. Yes, cows. Some people...
So when I'm older, I'm going to record all the best Christmas songs, and sing them EXACTLY the way they're supposed to be sung. No twists, no modern, and dear god, no cows. Be sure to buy it.

- Meghan

Posting the "Piiccs"

As Hannah would say...
"Piiccs"
So i am currently uploading firework pictures from this summer...  and they look pretty sweet.  My next album will be "Meghan Lett: Ball Of Energy and Weirdness."
LAWL!!!!
-Aly

Ouch . . .

Hello. This is Meghan, but I'm at Aly's house right now. So yes. And damn right, I'm the bomb diggity. Or whatever she said. I have to much pride and self respect to ask her, even though she's standing right beside me trying to french braid my hair with an elastic band.

- Meghan