Fourty Three

does anyone know how to block people from reading their blogs? it seems the wrong eyes are reading my entries, and by wrong i mean, someone i don't even know.

you're a creep.

Fourty Two

Now accepting friend applications. Apply within.

and so a new leaf has turned and I'm over whatever phase of friends (or lack there of) i was in, and need a new entourage to surround myself with. Perhaps ones that are a little more positive on life? Of course this will probably change in a month or so. I don't think i will ever be satisfied with what I've got.

Meg comes home for the weekend tomorrow! I kinda wonder what and how I would be if the two of us had never met. I'm a little convinced that I would just have sat at home all day/night and never experienced the things that i experienced.

I sort of fell in love for five minutes today. I was on the metro, people watching when I suddenly same across a boy that got on with his friend. One of them was horrid, but the other had this personality that kinda lit up the metro cart. I was already living the worst day ever, and for some reason he kinda just cheered me up. In a weird way, considering I don't know him. Then I heard him and his friend arguing over something, and finally one came over and said "Have you ever seen fight club?" I replied "yes" and he answered with "you ARE Marla Singer" Don't get me wrong, Helena Bonham Carter is in my opinion very pretty, so I at first took it as a compliment. Until I realized he said "Marla Singer". Ya, the crazy crack whore character in the movie. Aleasha's (Alicia's)* self esteem takes a dip.

Anyways, the weekend is fast approaching, which means wonder woman is ready to be wonderful (?) Why is it every October I feel the need to take a break on drinking. It must be like some sort of year end deal for me. I got two hours of sleep last night, and I should probably work on getting more right now. With that, I leave you with a footnote.



*(Alicia's) : I used this because I'm thinking of going back to my roots. I feel like I've been living a lie for 5 years. Yes, my name is acutally spelled A-l-i-c-i-a.

Fouty-One: time is contagious, everybody's getting old

so not only have i decided to start giving my blogs names, i've decided they definitely need a little more than a "spice up". they're getting boring. so to start off, here are extremely embarrassing pictures that have turned up, each one aiding in ruining my career in politics.

hello ugly style, goodbye small boobies

this made me think of meg's chicken rice



getting ready for an incredible new years



i don't know what the belt is all about, and um, yea.



this was my outfit for 2003 (?) and my brother looks asian



"i've got a bad feeling about this, i've got a bad feeling about this"



please understand that this was a joke, and please note the picture of andy behind me?




the bench in front of jupiter room



i guess no eye brows are better than one eyebrow



before i was in the grass in my underwear, puking everywhere. and before mike caught meg




"he's so hot" *walks by behind us while we remain oblivious*



this was the party





the summer of bleach

Fourty

This is what weaves through my feet at 6:30 in the morning. This is what makes me grind my teeth when I'm attempting to straighten my hair and she's pulling and chewing at the cord. This is what ate my head phones. This is what makes me think the thoughts I think, like, "what if I accidentally put dish soap in her water bowl?" But with a face like that, I instantly become a push over. She has so much power over me.

I don't really have much to say, but I will direct two seconds of this post at Meghan Duffy. Obviously it's a given, but I miss you, and so does the rest of montreal. If you don't come visit soon, I promise to try and recruit every single person that you miss and bring them to you.

I was at a bar last night, which will remain unnamed in case the wrong pair of specs are reading this, but it's where I went the night I met a certain lobster and it made me miss him lots. Quit being big headed and go back to the boy i met. hmph.

Thirty Nine

Aleasha's attempt at growing up: Take Five? Six? Who knows?

I'm gonna take a stab at it again. I always come so close, perhaps this time is my time.
Lots of ups and downs in my life right now, and it's time to get them at a steady level and keep them there.
Work is work and no one ever likes what they do, even the ones who say they do. I'm happy with what i have.
I rid myself of a few people that I realized I can really do without, and allowed a few back into my life that I realized I'll always need around.
The source of most of my morning frustration is in the form of a kitten named Lola, however, as much as I would love to drop kick her off our balcony, the thing can cuddle like no other.
Nights are slightly lonesome.
I've come to realize that as much as I am dreading winter's weather, there's something beautiful in the lack of detail in the world during the season.
I'm quitting the things I've been meaning to quit, taking a break from the things I've been doing too much, and going back to the things I've been lately ignorant to.
I'm bringing my application to Concordia tomorrow *fingers crossed that all goes well*

This is as much as I can update. If you want a fill in, I worked all week, went to an office party on friday, the hockey game with Davis on saturday (finally), and the museum on Sunday. This weekend I intend to do productive things rather than wreck my body. Perhaps the purchase of a Tiger Lily costume will take place? The installation of indoor internet? and the putting up of blinds as well. Oh, and of course the carving of our pumpkin. I love halloween :)

mum, dad, hang in there.