Highchool.

So it has been 25 days since I started school. It's good, there's ups and downs just like any other time. It's so nice to not have a group of friends already selected for you. Because in elementary school, you were either friends with the people in your grade/class or you were a loner. Even if the girls were complete BICHES ;). anyways, it's nice to be able to be in the same school as Meghan and Kirsten again. Also I have met another girl. Her name is Brittany. She's kind of wacky, but she's really nice. She's tall, blonde and she plays tackle football, which I think is kind of cool. She also plays French horn. Or at least sh is learning. The sucky thing about this week is that I seem to have gotten a cold. I reeeeally hate being sick. Well, I guess I don't know anyone that likes being sick; but that's beside the point. I'm either really cold or all sweaty and hot. Yuck. Anywho, adios. I must be elsewhere.
•aly•

Alone.

So. Since Meghan has decided to go to camp with a chick my mom used to babysit, I'm pretty much alone this week. Kirsten is packing, and I don't really like anybody that lives near me. Other than Megan Duggleby, but she lives by Harry Baily. I think, anyways. Maybe I should call her tomorrow. ANYWAYS I figured I should get the ball rolling on this blog again since it has been like a month since I have blogged and more since Meghan has. I'm also officially terrified for school to start. I suppose the fact that I had a weird dream about it last night may be a contributing factor to me nervousness. I'm sure i will do fine, especially since my two best friends are already there. Despite all the see-sawing of these pros and cons I am still very nervous. Anyways, my dream really didn't make much sense. We werent in the school gym, we were in some random place. I was 20 minutes late because I got lost in the school. Seeing as it was filled with people, I could have just asked someone for directions. But no. I have to keep looking and looking for this dang school gym. Anyways, I get there and the gym teacher, some random lady starts picking on me because I was late. She was all "oh, it looks like Alyssa has finally decided to grace us with her presence". I dream the stupidest things. Anyways, I should probably at least try to sleep. I should really get back onto my school sleeping schedule. Yuck. I'm so not excited. Goodnight!
~aly

Boredom Strikes.

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Get it?  Sword? "Boredom strikes"? 

then i made a dozen roses.

Being bored is so fun.

-Aly 

So.. Go check that out.

So I noticed my last post was published at 11:23 p.m. I think thats cool. (as in, its a sort of 1,2,3)

Good song: If I Just Lay Here by Snow Patrol. Also, I recently found these guys called The Hush Sound. Personally, I think they're good. So you should check them out.

Hmm..

I got myself a penpal. I'm lame, I know. I just want someone to talk to who doesn't actually know me, you know? Anyway, its something I've always wanted to do.

Something interesting needs to happen in this life of mine. I need more adventure. Specifically, I need to travel. Go and live life. I also need a new pair of pyjama pants.

Grooveshark. You can go listen to music, make playlists and stuff. I like it. So you could go check that out too.

I have synesthesia.. basically, I'm even more abnormal than I thought I was. Numers, letter, have color and personality. Synesthesia is interesting. Go check that out too.
For example: The dog is happy today. "The" is like a lush tropical forest, because "E" is the color of deep moss green, and "T" is a nice brown. "H" is bright orange, but the T and E fade it out, and all I see is forest colors of green and brown. "Dog" is a nice sunny day, with a bright blue D, with a white O and an orange G, and they make a happy sunny yellow. "Is" = yellow orange. "A" = bright red. "Happy" is redish brown, so sort of like a faded fence paint that was once brown and is now red. "Today" is mostly brown, with a few sprinkles of red, yellow and grey.
So anyway, thats my life. Too much color, but it makes it interesting. It also makes math harder, since I concentrate on the color and personality. For example, if the answer to a question is: 79. Sevens are so snobby and uptight, and nines are so witty and carefree. So if I have a seven beside a nice, I spend the time thinking about what a bad combination of personalities that is, and the answer will feel wrong, even if it isn't. Also, seven is brown and nine is grey, so it isn't exactly the prettiest color combination either.


.. for the longest time i thought everyone saw the world this way..

- Meghan

Edmonton

So. I'm in Edmonton - With my sister, her husband, and my adorable neice and nephew. :D
I was supposed to go up yesterday with my two aunties and my cousin, but the night before the mother said I couldn't go. The next morning, she wakes me up at 9:30 (waaaaaaayy too early for me.. I stayed up late watching Kung Fu Panda. Deece movie) Anyway, she wakes me up and tells me I actually can go. And they're leaving in 20 minutes. Well gee, thanks mom. I'm not showered. I'm not dressed. I'm not packed. You expect me to do this all in 20 minutes?!?! So I didn't go.
But today, she tells me she has this friend going up to Edmonton.. some random chick I've never met before, but I can ride up with her. It's one of my moms friends, so I'm expecting the worst: lectures on how to eat properly, or dress modestly. Maybe.....even.......a grammar lesson. *dies* (It's happened before.)
Turns out she's not so bad.. but she had a foot fetish. I took off my shoes in the car, because shoes are demon spawn, and she spazzed like crazy, swerving on the road and going "Fe-eet... sh.. sh.. shoe.. bac.. kkk. onn.. fee.. feee... tt." It took me a while to understand, but when she took her hands of the wheel and motioned wildly at my feet, I got the message.. right before we swerved off the road.
But I didn't accidentaly leave 40 dollars at a gas station this time. And no couches came flying off trucks at our windsheild this time, so that was good. Oh, and no old men mooning us at bath stations either. So all in all, it was a relatively quiet trip.

- Meghan

Why Must Everything Change So Much???

Everything is changing so fast, and i don't know what to do...i wish i could go back to grade five when no one was leaving and I was happy and life was good and I knew what was going to happen next year and that everything would be okay.  I wish we didn't fight about stupid things.  I wish my brother wasn't going to leave.  I wish you could trust everyone.... but most of all, i wish life would slow down enough for me to enjoy it more.
-Aly

Things To Do During Summer - #2

Wow. So I'm a fail. I said I would try and do it everyday.. but my first one was on monday, and this is friday :P I'm going to try and post multiples today though, to make up for my patheticness.
So. Number Two. Hmm... How about:

#2

Sparklers!

You can get them at most convenience stores. So buy them, and have fun :D

This was taken on the first day of summer.... Aah, freedom is sweet!

- Meghan

60 Things To Do During Summer - #1

Yep. I am going to start a list of things to do during summer. Is this absolutely pointless? Of course. But I do things.. and I take pictures of things I do.. so I need something to do with all these Kodak moments! Some of my things may not work if you don't live in Saskatoon, so I'll try and offer others. Also, these are in no specific order. Number One could be just as good as Number Forty-Three, and Number Ten could suck just as much as Number Fifty-Eight. So if your bored and don't know what to do (which should not be happening during the summer) just check out my awesome list! I'll try and post something new every day, but you know, life happens, and I'll probably miss a few days here and there. Now: bah, bah bah BAAAHHHHH!!!! :

#1.

Go eat an ice cream cone.

Honestly. Summer is ice cream cone heaven. Lips covered in messiness, tummy full of happiness... there really isn't anything better than a declicious ice cream cone on a hot sunny day.

If you live in Saskatoon, I would suggest the red bus downtown, or Lathey Pool. (which is out-doors)

And yeah, I know, I'm hanging out with my little brother. But in my defense, I had to hang out with him, since I was babysitting him.(our parents are gone) So we went and got ice cream :) What else are you supposed to do during summer?

- Meghan

Moi, at my (old) school

*sigh*  i can't believe it's done.

The rules of FACEBOOK

Ok.  So I am getting really pissed about these people, going and breaking these (obvious) facebook rules.  So, I shall write them down.

AHEM.

1.  Don't post more than two statuses a day.  I don't care if you're eating chicken, i care if your sister is graduating or your mom has cancer.  Really.

2.  Don't post sappy love song lyrics as your status.  Actually, just don't post them at all.  I don't give a crap.

3.  Don't post pictures or statuses of or about yourself taking shots or doing drugs.  Seriously, if you're doing that, I DON'T WANT TO SEE IT.

4.  Don't send me a gift.  Wow, you sent me a martini.  What the hell am i supposed to do with it?

5.  DO NOT, under any circumstances, EVER tell me anything tragic over facebook.  If it's going to make me very upset, I want to see you say it in person, i don't want to just be reading some text.

6.  Don't double letter.  It just makes you look like a retard.  (Sooo I weent to thaa pool yeesterday and it was so funn!!! Caan't wait to haang out next week!!!!)

7.  Learn how to spell.  I don't care if you "r going to get sum fewd brb", It's not that hard to say 'im going to go get some food, be right back."  Even "brb" and "gtg" are fine, but LOL is just retarded.  Say "Haha" .  Seriously.  If you thought something was funny and you actually laughed out loud then say "HAHAHAHA!!!"  not just "lol."  It just makes the funny person feel stupid.

8.The lolcam.  I hate it.  I don't want to see 56 pictures of you that are THE EXACT SAME THING.  get a life, preferably one where you have better things to do than take millions of pictures of yourself doing absolutely nothing.

9.  Don't try to add me if i don't know you.  I don't care how many friends I have, at least I know they're not creepers.

10.  Don't post ridiculous statuses about your boyfriend dumping you.  It really just makes you look pathetic.

There.  So if you follow these ten rules nobody will hate you (on facebook, at least)
-Aly

Rant

Teachers.
WHY?
WHYWHYWHYWHYWHYWHY WHY???????
Seriously.  you want a 16 percent raise, and the average teachers salary is 67,000 dollars a year.  Really. That is almost 11,000 dollars.  I don't know how many teachers are even in Saskatchewan, but I'm going to say about 300,000. So 300,000x11.  That's over 3.3 BILLION dollars.  i bet you there's even more teachers than that, too.  Like, come on.  every one is bitching about roads, and the teachers are all worked up about their pay, but don't you guys want the government to put money away for when disaster strikes?  Sure, it might never strike.  But what happens if it down?  The governments going to have NO MONEY to give you when you have no home and no money and you are just living off of other people.  So now you want them to fix the roads, pay 3.3 billion dollars to the teachers and put away money for disaster?
Really.  Money doesn't just grown on trees.  And then when they need more money, they're going to raise taxs and then that will just be more people whining and crying about how much money to pay.  So shut up.
-Aly

Please tell me who that was!!!

I really hope you neve. Talk about me on here. I always worry because I think I have done something wrong. I totally agree with you on the dad thing though. Loving your dad and having a good relationship with him should make you stronger, and if it isn't, well, that's just not good.I'm speaking from experience... Whenever my dad and I do stuff together, "bond" of you will, I always feel great! Those times make me feel stronger. But then he usually goes and screws it up by hitting my dog or spazzing at me when I go to bed ten minutes late. Tell me who you're talking about!! I must know!!!
-aly

Friends, Dads and... Packing.

So, life is fairly complicated at the moment. I have two friends who've suddenly decided to become mortal enemies, and its quite annoying-confusing-hard-painful-ridiculous-pointless to keep trying to please both them. The truth is though, one of these friends are getting quite annoying. She's of the leech variety :/
Also, I just want to mention something. One of my friends also has a blog, and in one of her recent posts, she was comparing herself to "Daddy's Girls," saying that she was stronger than them. I was totally a daddy's girl. But did my dad spoil me? No. Was he incredibly strict with me? Yes. Did he constantly compliment me? No. Did he support me? Yes. I just wanted to say, that just because you love your dad and your dad that loves you, does not mean you're weak. It means, simply: You love and are loved. Not: Oh, I love my dad, so I guess that just automatically makes me some kind of weak, dependent girly-girl. Sheesh, people and their ridiculous assumptions....
Also, you don't need 24 hours to pack for a little trip. Just putting that out there.

- Meghan
P.s. - The editing job really sucks since I was lazy.

There's nothing like a needle in your arm...

Meghan- here is an update on miss drama queen. (not you) today we got our shots and leave it to Hannah to cry her eyes out about it. "I don't want to... I want to do it with my mom... I don't wanna...". Oh, cry me a river. Anna fainted and she was as white as a ghost, and she still told Hannah to get the shots. Seriously, the nurse said that the 18- month- olds only squeal a little on the more painful one. Hannah cried for 20 minutes. Seriously. That's jut sad.
-aly

Don't Worry Harry, He's Next.

 My little brother David. I don't think I've ever posted a picture of him, so there we go. He's weird, and annoying, and sometimes funny. So that pretty much sums him up.

Wazzup.
I have the Headache From Hell today, which actually really sucks, because for some strange reason I really wanted to go to school.
But at least that means I get to miss the Dancer Teacher of Doom. Wendy Wilson.... *shiver* She should be the torturer in a torture chamber, not a dance teacher.
Which reminds me. I have the Competition of Crapiness tomorrow. Not looking forward to this. I'm guessing I'll be a complete failure.
I hate highland dancing.

- Meghan

MAY THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU.

By the way - all of the pitures are un-edited.

Tree in my neighbours yard. I just really like how the tree is naturally black against the pretty blue sky.

Tree in my frontyard. ( LOVE that color of blue! )

Apple tree in my backyard. The little ball-ish looking this are rotten apples.

Lampost :) I like lamposts.

My street. Again. I sure love that blue and pink in the sky.. nothing fancy, but pretty nonetheless.

No school tomorrow! Thank God the teachers went on strike. I don't think I could have handled going to school tomorrow. I'm so super tired and when I get tired I get grumpy... I just had a temper tantrum at my mom. Stomping my feet, screaming, and the whole bit. So I probably would've spazzed at multiple people who probably deserve it anyway. But I don't think I've had a temper tantrum since I was five...
The weird thing is, I was five ten years ago.
Because I'm 15!
I keep forgetting. Its really weird. Although half the time I still think I'm ten, so thats not really a surprise.
Soo.. my birthday was April 28th. And guess what my present from the universe was?
A dead cat.
Alas, I watched my beautiful furrball get hit by a truck and die. On my birthday. And I actually miss him a lot more than I thought I would. Which sucks, because missing something is no fun. I wish I hadn't loved him as much, because then life would be less painful.
Anyway. I'll stop being cheesy and dramatic now.
Aaaaaanndd..... I really have nothing else to say.
I delivered flyers today. As I do every Wednesday. Last Wednesday I went I took some fairly un-impressive photo's, but I liked them. So I'll post a few of those.

- Meghan
P.s. - Go watch Star Wars.

Happy birthday Meghan!!!

Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, happy birthday. Happy birthday tooooooo yooouuuuuuuu!
Ok, now The words "happy" and "birthday" sound mighty strange
-Aly

Hoppy Easter!

Happy Easter Meghan! Elvis is doing fine he's as feisty as ever. He bit my chin yesterday. And he keeps licking my fingers... It's so strange. It feels like someones rubbing wet sand paper on your fingers. So I got a visit from the Easter bunny this morning... It involved one pound of solid white chocolate, mini eggs and some milk chocolate eggs!!! Yum!
-Aly

Happy Easter! :)

HIGHLIGHT THE LETTERS, ITS EASIER TO READ.

Happy Easter weekend everybody! :)
I love Easter. It's so happy and pretty and innocent and happy.
So right now I'm at my sisters house, sitting in the bottom bunk of my neices bunkbed, plunking this out. And tomorrow is Easter! Hurrah :) So excited. Easter egg hunts make my life. As does goat cheese.
So yesterday, we when drove up ( we being me, David, mom, dad and my brother Adam ) we actually didn't go all the way to Edmonton. We slept at my Aunties house in Leduc, which is about an hour away from Edmonton. My auntie wasnt actually there, so we kinda just borrowed her house for the night.....
But let me just say: scariest house of life. The entire thing is filled, I mean filled with pictures and statues of Mary, Jesus, and tons upon tons upon tons of other religious statues. I mean, I don't mind a few, but really. You walk into the bathroom, sit down on the toilet, and the entire host of heaven is in there, watching you pee. Awkward? I think so.
So then when we got to LeeAnn's, my long-lost sister was there, who I haven't seen in, oh, who knows, two years?
And I say long-lost because I didn't even know I had another sister until I was 9 years old. Do you know how weird that is? Being sat down on the couch, and being told that your mom gave up your sister for adoption when she was born. Having a sister you never even knew about.
Not like anyone cares........................................................ ( BitchFriend )
So anyways.
Tonight, I got to do one of the things I've always wanted to do. Be a photographer! My bother in-law, Brian, is a proffessional photographer, and tonight he had a job. ( a couple renewing their vows ) So he know I'm into photography, and he invited me along as his helper. So I gotta dress up all fancy and play photographer. So fun. I have to say, the best part is when I thought I was alone in a room, and I was striking a bunch of retarted poses in the mirror to amuse myself. Then I look to my side, and some hot guy about my age is sitting on a couch, staring at me. I s'pose thats what I get for being retarted...

- Meghan

Waffles Continued

I realize now that i could have just edited "waffles" and finished it, but what's done is done.
3.The building.  Our building is SO TINY.  Like we're talking microscopic.
2.  The boys.  There are absolutely NO adequate boys in our school.  None.  Zero. Nada.  Zip.  *SIGH*  Maybe that's why all the girls are so irritable.
and finally...
1.  The drama.  This one I could write forever about.  Our grade eight class is so annoying, stupid and dramatic that 13 people left our grade.  Some including...
Mia "ILUGirllyyy" Scrivener
Kailan "Fraz" Fraizer
Demikia "DIDI" Unrau
Connor "Keegan G. Grant" McCollough
Chris Star-Horse (I had a major infatuation with him in the first grade.  Seriously, I would fantasize us riding on his motorcycle with my hair whipping in the wind.  You know, little kid stuff.)
Yes.  I know.  It's sad, there's only 6 people left in my grade.
BUT DID YOU SEE WHAT I WROTE???  DID YOU SEE THEIR NAMES????? "ILUGIRLLYYY", "FRAZ", "DIDI"* and "KEEGAN G. GRANT?"**!!!!!!!!  OUR SCHOOL TOTALLY SCREWED THEM UP!!!
oh my.  hopefully i don't become as screwed up as these ones.
-Aly
*What the hell kind of a name is "Didi"?  Or even Demikia? 
**To be honest, he was screwed up when he got to our school.  I don't think we had anything to do with him being so strange.