Post 32:: Thanksgiving For Vegans.

This year, instead of going to my Aunt Kathy and Uncle Joe's, where I usually go, I got permission to go to my second- cousin Robin's house.
I AM SO EXCITED !!!!
In case I haven't said so already, Robin is a fellow Vegetarian/Vegan, and her mother is an incredibly wonderful cook. She makes boss pierogi, too. . .
Anywayy, I'm also spending the night there, which I'm excited for.
And she's making food that I can eat.
Vegetarian food.
Delicious food.
I'M SO HAPPY !!!!!!!
I don't think I'm going Black Fridayy shopping this year, but really.. . . who cares ?
I'm glad I don't have to wake up at some obscene time in the morning.

I am going to miss my Aunt Kathy's mushroom turnovers, though. . I wait all year round for those things. \\=

Post 31:: Karma Or Bad Luck ?

So, recently, I've decided to paint my room. . So I bought a gallon of grey paint. And I've painted about half of my room so far.

Yesterdayy, I had a bad dayy. My school files accidentally got deleted permanently, I complained a lot, I felt really under-appreciated, and my mother and I got into a yelling argument that developed into a full- out fist fight that was separated by my dad.
She didn't apologize.
Neither did I.

Todayy, I went into my room and found that my paint can, with a little over a third of a gallon left in it, had tilted over and spilled its entire contents across my floor, staining a lot of important papers, some clothes, a lot of socks, a purse, a stuffed kitten, my bed sheet, and a few pairs of shoes, not to mention sticking three pennies to my floor and coating the bottom of my dresser and bed.
It's grey paint, and nearly impossible to take care of.

Is it just my Bad Luck ?
Or is it fucking Karma. . .. .

Post 30:: I WANNA KISS YOU EVERY MINUTE EVERY HOUR EVERY DAYY.

So, guess what guys ?
After what seemed like a freaking eternity, a band that is particularly special to me has gotten back together.
THAT'S RIGHT.
THE DARKNESS HAS GOTTEN BACK TOGETHER AND THEY ARE ON TOUR.
THEY ARE ALSO WORKING ON A NEW ALBUM.
HELL TO THE YES.
"Hazel Eyes" and "I Believe In A Thing Called Love" have been on my favorite song list for forever. I am so happy about this. .
And of course "Christmas Time (Don't Let The Bells End)" is always a nice song =DDD

Anywayy, the last time that they played a song before 2011, the lead singer Justin Hawkins looked like this::

Now, in 2011, Justin Hawkins looks like this::

. . . . .
. . ... . . Justin Hawkins. What is on your face.
What is that mustache.
You look like a musketeer. . . .

Like really
WHAT IS THAT.
He still sounds as beautifully falsetto as ever, though. . so I guess it's ohkayy.

 I've missed you guys so much <3

Leftovers From Spain.

So, I realized that I never really talked alot about my trip to Europe. . . well, it was great, as I'm sure you can assume, but while we were there, there was a lot to complain about.  My roommate Megan had to write a blogpost every dayy about what we did, to be updated to the church blog, and she was stressing over it. I helped her with it a bit as well. One particular night, our friend Anthony was in our hotel room, and he sat down to write the blogpost. Remember, that he was totally drunk, and can't type well on a good day. . .This is what he wrote:: [I edited out the names for the safety of the people mentioned]]

"over the over night thing we got up at like 1 and we were like sweet sleepin in then we had bfast .............. guessw hat happoned E*** end of story. o ya we had mass...... super fun =) ...okay, i lied. so after like 30 mins of pointless talking from guess who? yup E***! we decided to head down. so we all got on this empty train thingy (metro) and it was empty so we were like sweet then 2 stops latter ITAILIANS................ "FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" we all yelled. as you know they all decided to to crame there smelly asses in the sub with us (joy).......... o ya more ppl got on every stop, it only took up like 3 hours to get to the end of the stop in a 1000billion degree subway=). fuck ya!!!! E*** said were here so we walked out and guess what....................... she got lost............ like 20 more mins went by and we all decided to walk away. Even F**** B** said, "fuck this shit!" i see were we have to go so we went to f8 we got are spot by the road and we made are forts out of paper lololololol jk that whould be dumb we made them out of sheets that the really awsome dude anthony nido brought. we even made him sleep in the cold............. why cuz we were asses........ so it was 113deg. durring the day and we all cryed but wait it gets better there were shit covered portijohns and when the vigIl went on there was a HURRICAIN!!!!!!!! luckaly i had a fort but from what i was told E**** dicided to call apont the nature spirits and cry for rain and thunder and it worked. so like 30 mins latter the storm subsided and we all got out so we bitched for like a hour and then it rained more. we went to to sleep NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! we played cudle tag.
so now its daytime and it was a bit colder only like the same temp as the sun. so we went on are jurrny to go shit and piss but the jons overflowed..... yes im not jokeing..... they were litterly shooting shit at you. lucky magen didnt mind and manned up and went throu the nea deap shit covered flooor >:L <----- that was her face so we became happy.""

. . .so yeahhh, we all had a really, really good laugh over that. I'm still chuckling as I read it now. I don't know if it's a had-to-be-there-to-find-it-funny type of thing, but I hope you laughed or at least cracked a smile over that. I don't think I've laughed harder in my entire life than I did while reading what he wrote as he typed that blog post.  Nea deep shit  .. .LOL.
The bathrooms were really, really, REALLY bad though. Because there were no lights. . . the port-a-john WAS overflowing. So nasty, but guess what ? Even the overflowing port-a-john was preferable to the bathrooms, because there WAS shit all over everything. So. Fucking. Nasty.
'it was a bit colder, only like the same temp as the sun.". . . xDD It was so hot there; it was crazy. . . Gah.
So I have to go now, but yeahh. . bye =D

Post 29:: Same Old Thing As We Did Last Night.

My sister woke me up this morning for absolutely no reason. I was tired as all hell, but I couldn't get back to sleep, so I got up and walked around for a few hours, and eventually crawled back into bed and FINALLY fell asleep again. And then fifteen minutes after I got back to sleep, my mum got home from wherever she was, and woke me up, because 'it's late and the day is almost over already !!"
I didn't know the dayy almost- ended at 12.38, but ohkayy mum.
Then I went to type a paper, and i was so tired that I fell asleep in the office chair. And was woken up ten minutes later by my parents having a huge argument and yelling at each other.
So I gave up on sleeping and fled to the internet like any normal person would.

Link to this year's NaNoWriMo:: Read this and commet if you so choose.

My favorite song at the moment: is 'Our New Intelligence" by the wonderful band River City Extension. The song is off of their album The Unmistakable Man, and I, like I'm sure everyone else did, discovered them because of Warped Tour 2011's compilation CD. You should listen to this song and feel the wonder coursing through your veins as you realize you have no idea what's coming next. Like, most songs are verse, chorus, verse, chorus, bridge, reprise of chorus.
This song just keeps you on your toes the whole time. Just give it one shot, it's about four minutes of your dayy.



Anyhow, that's all for now, kidds. Life has been a bitch to me lately, but you know what theyy sayy.
Be nice to your cock, and your cock will be nice to you.
Maybe that's just a random quote from Mark Hoppus of blink182, but it still applies to every situation.

Post 28:: Angelspit, Blood On The Dance Floor, So On And So Forth.

Last night [November third]] I went down to the Crofoot in Pontiac to see Angelspit, along with Blood On The Dance Floor.

I got to meet Zoog, DestroyX, and Matt James from Angelspit, and I took pictures with DestroyX and Matt James. I think I was a little starstruck for whatever reason, but I couldn't make myself ask Zoog for a picture. ]= But he did give me a hug !!! He only noticed me because my cousin Robin was there, and she had a Blood Death Ivory [Angelspit]] patch on her jacket, and he talked to her a bit. He was like, 'Oh my gosh ! Yes ! That's so cool !" and he gave her a hug. Not, you know, she leaned in to give him a hug. HE hugged HER. And then he hugged me a moment afterwards.

So yeahh, I met a little twelve year old that knew more dirty words than I did when i was 16. I was like, 'woah man. . ". It did not make me think that she was cool. It made me really sad about future generations.


Anywayy, so Brendan had told me that he wasn't coming, because he couldn't get a ride. . I was upset because I really missed him. And then, in the middle of Aim Your Arrow's set, I turned around, just because, and he was jumping up and down waving. I was like, 'OH MY GOD, HOLD ON, THERE'S SOMEONE I NEED TO GO PASSIONATELY HOLD ONTO," and I totally lost my spot in the first row to go grab him. I hugged him for like the rest of Aim Your Arrows's set, and I pretty much held his hand throughout New Year's Day's set, and i was just so fucking happy to see him, I thought I was going to explode into pieces.

The experiences of my night::
> Brendan elbowed my forehead at least four times.
> Dahvie Vanity caressed my face and sang looking straight into my eyes, and then he spit in my mouth. Which sounds gross but for some reason wasn't.
> I got glitter dumped all over my body
> Jayy Von Monroe put his junk right in Brendan's face, and he wrapped in arm around my shoulders to steady himself while singing into the crowd
> Dahvie Vanity grabbed my throat and choked me during 'Death To Your Heart"
> I caught a glowstick from one of the supporting bands on tour, Life On A Pogostick. [they're awesome, go check them out]]
> I got a picture with DestroyX <3
> I safety-pinned an annoying girl's Hello Kitty backpack to her hoodie.
> The girl next to me stuck her gum in the annoying girl's hair
> My dad told Zoog he had a nice skirt. Not, you know, kilt. But skirt.
> Julia thought Zoog was a hobo.
Pictures::

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, Brendan and I being dorks::