A Spooky Post

Well, it's that time of year. Everyone else has already posted multiple posts on their blog about the infamous holiday: Halloween.

Halloween isn't one of my favorite things to write about, but I love Halloween itself. The one thing about Halloween is that if you don't get invited to a party, you obviously suck at life. Luckily, I got invited to a rather big party, but then the person decided that he wasn't going to have it (DEVON). But um. yah.

I usually go around with my dad/brother and just hang out around my neighborhood. Occasionally I run into a pack of friends and go around with them as well. I don't know what it is, but when you're walking around in a cold costume/cold clothes without a costume, and you're with your friends/family, even in the freezing cold, there's a sort of warmth inside you. And for me, it only comes out in Halloween. Which is weird.

Also, the end product of eating lots of candy and sorting it out and trading and buying and eating and puking and trading and eating and the whole process over and over again, is also very satisfying. It's sort of like a whole trade-y friend-y thing. It brings people closer but not even in a deep way, it just allows people to be more friendly to others than they would normally be. It's kind of ironic, because Halloween is supposed to scare kids and people dress up in scary costumes and stuff.

Also, check out this sweet video: http://dft.ba/-zombievid Great effects for cheap!

Sorry this blog was so short, I was bored today and I didn't want to give up on this Halloween post.

Yours a spookily long forever,

-Alex

Sleep. And School. Shtuff.

It is 6:00 in the morning right now. My brother and my dad just left for school/work, and did so after my dad yelled/sweared at me about getting more sleep. I had come down at around 5:30, because I wanted to get ahead in my homework, and I had gone to bed relatively early for a school night, 10:00. I go to bed this late because of homework.

His argument was as follows: You need around eight and a half hours of sleep. If you don't finish your homework, too bad. My argument would have been as follows: I have drama, piano lesson, drum lesson, two Jazz bands, the computer is right next to the tv, which is blasted by my mom, and I want to get honor roll in 8th grade at least once or twice. He didn't care.

So is this good parenting? Is this good advice from anyone? I mean, if you're me, or if you're you, what would your priorities be, homework? Or is it sleep? I want to know the answers to these question real soon, because I don't have priorities yet, due to my music obsessiveness, but I need good grades to get good classes in High School, when it counts, and if I get good grades in good classes I'll get to go in better college and all the crap. Would sleep compromise that (Don't know if I'm using the work "compromise" correctly >.>), or is it not a contributing thing at all? There's always time for sleep over the weekend.

And some would argue that sleep means being more efficient in school, doing your homework better, but one hour of sleep really doesn't do all that much. If you got one more hour of sleep, that's one more hour of boredom you won't have to suffer through with homework. That's all it is. And then the homework that you missed you'll have to do the next morning/during school, and I don't have a Study Hall period half the time until last period, which is NO HELP AT ALL.

So is my will to get into a good college starting in middle school a good thing? Should I just not care about middle school and wait until I get to high school to care? Should I murder the STUPID BIPOLAR MS. LAWLER?!?!?!?!?! RAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!

Well, you can leave your response down in the doobly-doo below. In my pants. Aaaand on a brighter note, it's Becca's (one from school) 13th birthday! YAAAAAAYYYYYYYY! Apparently she turned 13 at 2:30... hhrrrrmmm >.>

Anyhoosle.

Forever yours,

-Alex

Yah, I know her IRL. WHAT IS THAT?!?!?

Alright. Hi thar. I hazn't updated my blog in a while because I hazn't anything toblog about. I think I may be successful in blogging today, as in the past I've been constantly giving up on the blog or getting distracted. But NOT TODAY my dear friends (no one)!!

Okay, so I am a Nerdfighter. I am constantly chatting with many nerdfighters about THE strangest things, and it's enjoyable and stuff, BUT. Today I was hanging out with a lot of people, three people that I WENT to the library with, and I ran into a lot of people I knew also. And I realized how easy it is to hang out with them, actually running away, actually feeling pain, actually having fun, and I also realized how typing in a computer can get really boring really fast. I went through the *using asterisks is exactly the same as doing the real thing* phase when I was eight, and it slowly crawled to it's death, and I think it just shriveled up and died at my feet.

So anyway, what is better? Someone who has so many friends on the internet, but you really can't hear them laugh and see their faces and hear their voice? Sure there's skype and all, but that's through a screen, it's not the same, not even slightly. And yes, people will argue that it is, you can still see them and hear them, and only a perve would say that feeling them is vital also. But it's not that, it's the fact that you can't actually like, be romantic and hold hands, or be really friendily pissed at a friend and chase them around throwing a steel toed boot at them, and you can't actually glomp someone from behind and twirl them around. You can't do that, and that is the vital part also, the actual interaction involving how you feel when you walk around with them, and buy snacks and see a movie. It's really, quite quite different.

So anyway, when I was eight, I had a best friend online. She was like, ten billion years older than me, but we were still WICKED BUDDIES. And we were on Runescape, which was sort of virtual everything. You could kill stuff together, and shoot monsters, and mine for gold, and do all that crap. But it was virtual. So that's another question: Does that make up for all of the interaction? Does that depend on how you feel interaction actually works? How DO you think it works?

So I knew this person very tightly for a long time, I actually still know her. Except now we text, and we email, we don't play nerdy games. Would that be considered "moving on?" There are so many questions to do with technology, and that really truly is because we haven't even SLIGHTLY figured technology out yet. No one knows the answers to these question FULLY and CLEARLY. Every can say yes or no, anyone can build up on their answer, even every extensively, but there are so many factors, so many little tiny crevices in your hypothesis, and so many in the actual answer. The evolution of technology just took a GINORMOUS jump from here to WAY OVER FREAKING THERE, and we can't catch up to it at all. It's moved on yo how we move around and do stuff in real life, to how we move around and do stuff virtually.

Me being a nerd of course, I go on the computer just as much as I go outside, which is quite a lot, one or two or three hours. And it used to be that I was on the computer all day long. Is that the evolution right there, will people get tired of technology? Will people stop trying to catch up to it? People say that history is always doomed to repeat itself, but things get bigger and the planet your on stays the same size, and soon enough it won't be able to withstand it. Even that can be enlarged exponentially, aliens looking at our planet and saying the same thing. But soon it will spread through out the solar system, maybe even, far far far away, a galaxy. It will build, and you can call it history repeating itself, but the object in which is being destroyed by living inhabitants will eventually get bigger and bigger and the object will eventually be the galaxy, andn it will have consumed itself.

So is this only a 14-year-old's theory? Os is it truth? Anyone who reads this, good luck understanding it. But until next time,

Always yours,

-Alex

PS- That wasn't me being crazy by the way, although I phrased it like that. It's just me thinking about what MIGHT happen, not what will. Sorry bout that...

Homework. LIKE, HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IhatehomeworkIhatehomeworkIhatehomework I would go on, but y'see..... That would not be entertaining.

WHY DOES HOMEWORK EXIST YOU ASK? I'LL TELL YOU WHY HOMEWORK EXISTS! IT'S TO MAKE ADOLESCENTS BE SAD AND MAD AND MAKE THEIR LIFE MISERABLE JUST SO YOU CAN HAVE A HIGH TEST GRADE SO YOUR TEACHER WILL GET PAID MORE BECAUSE THAT'S HOW THEY DO IT, DON'T DENY IT, BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT HOMEWORK IS FOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

On a brighter note: I don't like talking about homework. I need to talk about homework. But I don't like to. Because homework makes everything EXPLODE into millions upon billions upon trillions upon quadrillions upon quintillions of tiny little fragments of nothingness because nothingness is nothing not anything. That is what I will turn into, if I don't finish my homework, because my history teacher HATES ME and she is shorter than me and is bipolar. Not really, she just has short man's syndrome.

Brief explanation: Short man's syndrome is when short people get mad very easily. Some signs and different types of this are very buff and strong short people trying to get mad and pick at fight at a tall person, when the tall person can simply just push them off. Very frustrating if you're short.

BACK TO HOMEWORK. Who out there has homework? Who hates it? Who thinks it is a very productive way to spend your time? Who LOVELZ it? Who loves all of my millions of question marks? Who loves my use of the sound "illion" kajadabilltakilltaningtacheelmekratillion times in this post? Who has a very good name for another blog that my buddy is making?

LIKE REALLY. She NEEDS a name, just like I NEED (want) to be tall. And not have homework. AND THAT IS A LOT OF NEED. And I DON'T STALK HER. IN CAPS LOCK.

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 Suspicious, right?

I am so tired I can't think. I CANNOT think. Straight. Or gay. OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH I'M DEVIOUS! Really, I'ma nerdfighter, gay marriage is a good idea to show off that GAY PEOPLE CAN ACHIEVE JUST AS MUCH AS STRAIGHT PEOPLE CAN! *hi-fives homosexual people* Anywayz, back to girls. I mean what? >.> Now, a shoutout to all the people that follow my blog without having a blogspot, but just randomly check my blog sometimes. And the people that follow my blog.

ALICE! LUNA! TIZZY! DEVON! HI PEEPS! THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME RANT ALL OVER THIS DISGUSTING PAGE! Now goodnight ladies and gentlemen, and the other people that will happen upon this blog of mine,

All and Forever yours,

Alex

A Short Magic; Chapter one (or part of it)

It was a cool fall day, and the leaves were blowing from the trees onto the grass, on which lay a certain Luna Lovegood. The wind flowed through her beautiful long blonde hair, and continued carrying leaves onto the fluff ball that was her dog, Squire. There Luna lay, staring into the cloudless blue fall sky, completely still except for the occasional twitch of the hand to catch a passing leaf. Her eyes drooped and closed ever so gently, and she could sense only through sound. A wet sweaty dog tongue licked her lips several times. Eventually, the unpleasant feeling stopped, followed by footsteps that disappeared through the noisy leaves, and they were replaced by the gusting air.

Luna was thinking, thinking about the fall, thinking about the leaves, and her all stress fell into the ground underneath her. She thought not of the 8th grade homework missing her inside, but of people, friends, and memories. Her mind slowly filled with memories, from when she eight years old, from the accident, from the boy. Her mind then slowly crawled over to happier times to her 6th grade teacher, and her special talents that she couldn't control. She was a teenage girl, fourteen years old. She had memories and experience.

Her feet slowly took her up her front steps and up her staircase, without her being aware of it until halfway up the stairs. She realized she was going into her room, the room that she shared only with herself, not even her father. The house echoed as she climbed up the stairs, and she plopped on her bed with a dull thud as her head hit the laptop. The red cover shined into her eyes, and she drearily opened the cover to start the long process of homework.

Her soft fingers brushed upon the mouse and pressed down hard in frustration. The windows and tabs - her homework is what needed to be done, not a nerdfighters chat. There was a video chat there as well; someone seemed to be playing to one of her favorite songs, Sexy Sadie, by The Beatles. She loved the Beatles. John Lennon was much better than the singers nowadays in her opinion. If there was a contest between Justin Beiber, Lady Gaga, Will.I.Am, and John Lennon, John Lennon would beat them like a nerd "nomz" on a sandwich.

That was another thing of hers - nerds. She was a nerd herself; a book nerd. If you spelled "spelled," "spelt," she would slap you and knee you and give you pain and then tape a paper to cover your entire face saying the word spelled right in big enormous letters written in a Sharpie.

Sorry that was so short guys, I have homework to do and it's 9:13.

Yours Forever,

-Alex

Guy-hott and Girl-hott? What's the difference?

I know what the difference is! Girls get to be sexy! Wait, do guys get to be sexy also? That would be odd.

Okay, on a more direct not to the subject above for this epic blog of epic epicness, me and my buddy Alice were talking about very awkward things, for example, what makes a guy hot and a girl hot. And she asked me, "Like girl-hot... but a dude.... like super ... handsome. I guess." Yes, she is a very ....-y one, but how does that work? Do guys have *thinking of a serious way to put it* I can't think of any serious way to put it *can't think of any serious way to put it* If you couldn't tell from the asterisks. But for all those guys out there, you can complete my sentence. Do guys have--- Yah. Because they don't!

Now, to delve even deeps into this awkward (VERY) awkward conversation (with myself, again *sigh*), what do guys think makes a girl hot? Is it the figure? That's sexiness and hottness. So then what's cute? Their face? HAHA! EUREKA! One who thinks someone is cute: They are easy too look at straight in the eye. One who thinks another is hott: It are much to easy to look at THEIR WHOLE BODY. *not awkward at all*

SO if that's so, now that I've pointed that out, would me calling a girl cute be an insult to them? Would they be like, "UH! I'm so insulted! You don't like my figure? Is it not cervical enough??" Or would they appreciative ones be like all blushy and make them even cuter? And really, when guys say cute girls look even cuter when they're angry; IT'S TRUE. Get over it, ladies. You can't get mad at a guy without slapping them, or they'll start laughing =P It's true.

I mean really, this blog isn't supposed to be about girls. And guys. And their UH-UH "wants and needs," as Dylan so kindly puts it.

But it seems to be?

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AND on the topic of teens being incredibly confused about their UH-UH wants and needs, I was incredibly happy/even more confused today. I'm not gonna tell you why because that would be very weird. Like, yah. Aaaaaand I got to skip a lot of classes because of state testing. YOU HEAR THAT KIDS? It's learning time!

Be absent in state testing when you get into Junior High and High School. You will then be able to SKIP other classes the next week, therefore allowing you to get away with... um. Nothing. >.> Because I always do all my homework... DON'T JUDGE ME! Also, I'm not sure why, but I'm particularly spazzy today. I'm usually not spazzy. But I am. I woooooooooooonder whyyyyyyyyyy.... ((DUN DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNN *thunder claps, little girls screaming*)) hardyharharhar.

Actually, I have to keep talking about the subject, because that's one of my "rules." Because I love rules that much *sarcasm*. IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT SARCASM IS YOU'RE A SNOTTY TISSUE. That's my new thing, a snotty tissue.

Now to CUT OUT all of these very very very very short paragraphs, what makes a guy hott? Looking on the covers of magazines, there seems to be many sides to girls calling guys hott. Like Johnny Depp is the sexiest man alive? *shudders* Well there seems to be a pattern; stubbly beard, big abs, no distortions in the face. *shudders again* Glad I got that part over with. Anyway, that is who all the girls drool over. Is that any the same as what guys feel makes a girl good-looking? Leave your answers to all of these beautiful beautiful questions, down BELOW, whoever reads me blog ((no one)). I'm always gonna remind myself that. And also, to anyone who's generous enough, give me some ideas for the blogs I write, because I can't think of everything to cover.

Let's talk more about this luvvy duvvy stuff - LatAR. Until then-

Just for You,

-Alex

A Boring Post.

Actually, I don't know if this post is going to be boring, but I'm actually just going to state what's on my mind. And stuff.

Well, at first I was gonna write about confessions, but then I thought that I just posted something about love anyway. So then I was like "Religion!", but then I didn't want to insult anyone with my views. And then I was like "Politics!", but again, I don't want to make anyone feel bad or stuff like that. Guess what YOU just lost? THE GAME!

Anyway, I was going to write about confessing to people your "true feelings," because confessing to people kills if they don't have the same feelings for you as you do for them. I thought of this because I'm incredibly confused between two people. And the two people will probably read this blog, but whatever. I just need to write something down somewhere, and I feel it's my blog. Because people actually read my blog. Not really. I just like telling myself that...

But like.... One lives near me and one lives far away. And I know they both like me-ish-sort of. Both of them are -ish-sort of, also. And I know that I can choose one.... But WHO? Help me! Down in the comments! Please! With an exclamation mark! Yah!

Anyway, I can bore you with that later. I was also thinking about Twitter, about how it works and how the variety of people use it and stuff. And some people update their Twitter EVERY SINGLE SECOND OF THE YEAR. Which is odd. *mood changes*

So now to finish up this very very random blog, that's been relatively short for me, I will give a shoutout to LUNA LOVEGOOD! Sorry I couldn't make your story yet, I'll do that soon ((homework)). Yeah, me and Luna are tight. She's of course, a witch. But I'm gonna write a good narrative about her on my blog. So YES! Goodbye, my friends.

Yours Forever,

Alex

A Heart-full of Love, or a Body-full of Love?

HOLY SHIZZ I AM SICK! Actually, I only have a cold, but I was wicked tired and didn't get any sleep and was/is highly contagious, so I stayed home. Awesomeness, really. So now I am sitting here, bored, eating Deli-Fresh Turkey from the container and occasionally feeding some to my dog (who just walked away because I wasn't feeding him any). Quite boring really. And then I realized, "OMG I have a blog and a Twitter and a Nerdfighter's page! Why am I so bored?" So I updated my Twitter and no Nerdfighters were talking, so I decided to update my blog.

And here I am now! Amazing, right? I was just reading someone else's collab blog actually, and it was this forward that I had actually gotten on my phone a few months ago. It's the one that says:

id you know kissing is good for you?

Did you know that ALL guys love it when girls wear their jackets?

Did you know that only a bf/gf will cry in front of you?

Did you know that girls love it when you hug them around the waist?

Did you know that guys think it is cute when you mess up in front of them?

And so on and so forth. And it was interesting because this person says that those are right. And I was reading, and most of these are girls trying to flirt with you, and a lot are just weird forward facts. But I also thought, is this how girls think? Because as EVERYBODY in the worldaverse knows, guys have absolutely no idea how girls think. And this gave me a hint.

Now that I delve deeper into this, all girls don't think the same way. Is this the way that the "girly-girls" think, the ones that swear a lot and want love, but replace love with physical-ness (physical-ness??) because that's what they think will give them love? Is that how they think? And then there are some girls who understand better, who know that romance and emotion are the real love. The two are very very very VERY VERY VERY different things. Which would YOU prefer? Waking up and knowing that you have a girl/guy that loves you, or waking up and knowing that your girl/boyfriend will give you love if you touch them and stuffz (YOUKNOWWHATIMEAN DON'T MAKE FUN OF ME)?

Personally, I prefer the first. Because that just feels a lot better. To me. I don't know about you, because I don't stalk you.

Or do I...?

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Suspicious, right?

Wow, I can even incorporate that into an odd love-filled conversation (with myself?) like this one. That's sad =D. But the point is, love is not immediate physical affection, it's being able to put up with love without the physical affection. It comes when you're ready, and some people are more ready then others. But it won't always come when necessary nowadays. Which is the problem.

Well, think on the bright side, at least you won't have to get set up with a marriage unwillingly, like you had to way back when!

Well, all of that deepness brings me to the question: Which do you prefer? And what do you think all-together about love?

Forever yours,

-Alex

Vlog!

We made a new vlog! Me and Devon. Here's an intro, if anyone's interested.



Forever yours,

Alex

LA MUSICA DE AWESOME

OMG AWESOME SONG GUISE! Yeah, I've been there MANY times. Like, a lot. Just like everyone. But really, what makes a song awesome? Is it a pounding bass? Is it the rhythm, the person, the voice? The melody? IT'S  A MYSTERY!

Personal opinion: As an extreme musician, I think the combination of melodics of rhythm are the best. In an alternative-or-rock-or-indy-rock-or-anything-like-that song, I think an epic chorus, or just the right TEMPO (for you people who don't know what that means, it's the speed of the song) in a song. And a little bridge-type thing. Or a slow part. A FORMULA TO AN EPIC SONG RIGHT THERE *hint hint*

CAPS LOCK.

Haha, I'm funny right? Yeah no.

So anyhoosleydoosley (interesting?), music to me is a very intra cit piece of awesome. ALSO on the subject of music, what do you think of classical music/Jazz/rap/country/all-those-very-odd-kinds-of-music? Me being a drummer, I find playing to Jazz is fun kinda, but there are rarely and words to sing along to. Very... FRUSTRATING. And Jazz focuses a lot on the music and variety of everything. I think that's why a lot of people like more rock now, because the pounding bass is very simple and easy to head bang to and stuff (head-banging isn't sexual?). Because people are getting stupider and stupider xD hehehehe joking.

Alternative and Indy rock don't really have a solid 2-and-4 bass very often though, which is cool. Lots of alternative actually has crazy odd drumming (which is the base of a song pretty much) that's hard to follow... But it's still easy to dance to. Which is cool that music like that has evolved. That has LYRICS! Hehe. I guess lyrics is another thing about songs, because people love singing to music, not making really weird voices with your mouth trying to make the sound of a trumptet =P. It's another contributing factor I guess.

Anyway, you can put YOUR* personal opinion down in the comments! Because I love feedback.

Forever yours,

-Alex



*After all, where would I be without you?

Yeah, we're totally going out. Uh-huh.

URGH.  =( Today was sadness. My girlfriend was confused, and I had to tell her personally today that... I wanted to BREAK UP! OH MAH GOSHPANTS! Yeah, I tried yesterday =P Didn't work to well.

WHICH BRINGS ME TO THE SUBJECT oooooffff....

Relationships. Dreadful, right? Yes, I'm an ambitious little 14 year old dude. But yeah, I've never really understood what they mean before you're like, 20... Is it seeing your current girlfriend/boyfriend (I think I'll call it a theyfriend) Is is seeing you current theyfriend as a spouse? Or is it finding out who to date and who note to date as a spouse? Or is it just for fun nowadays? I really don't have a personal opinion, but I chose well and find out what happens. it's all about SUSPENSE. At least for me.

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Don't tell anyone...

Suspicious, right?

IT'S NOW A CLICHE! hahaha, I am a cliche maker. But I mean really, why go through all this happiness if it ends in sadness? Is it worth it? Would you read a great book if it had a horrible ending? Sometimes it ends okay. Not bad or good. Or maybe towards the end it just gets worse and worse. I don't know what it is, but I just want to know if you think it's worth it. Comments would be APPRECIATED even though I'm talking to no one >.<

Wish you all the best! Ish! Mostly!

-Alex