On a Rolllller coaster ride.

I miss the idea of Skye being here.
I miss the idea of having my two worlds collide (My con friends, and my school friends)
I miss the idea of having a best friend that I can share all of my stupid jokes and interests with.
I miss the idea of not being the smartest.
I miss the idea of being able to talk to someone.
I miss the idea of AN '09 being around the corner.
I miss the idea of being there for Skye.
I miss the idea of Skye.
I miss the idea of Taking care of someone.
I miss the idea of laughing harder than I do.
I miss the idea of Skye being here everyday.
I miss the idea of talking to her everyday.

Wonderland tomorrow.
I miss the idea of Skye coming on Behemoth with me.

Such is how it goes,
Alice Dotty (Dotty = nickname for Rain dots ;} )

Chanson du jour: When it was good, by Flipsyde

Skye's the Limit.

SKYE WAS SUPPOSED TO LIVE WITH ME!!!! Noooo.

She was going to be homeless, while her parents sorted shit out with their idiot banker (Did I say you were GETTING 11g's? Oops, I mean to say you OWE 4g's. Haha, my bad) and I made plans and we talk/laughed on the phone for about two hours. Ahh well. She might visit in the summer but I'm going to accelerated grade 10 courses in the summer so I can take Spanish. and I'm camping.

But I pretty much had anxiety attacks all day because of it. I thought my parents were going to say no. Who could say no to a 17-year old girl without a home? How could you do it? It's not like we're picking her up off the street and she's tweaked out on cocaine. (Or is she? It'd explain a lot.)( Jooookes)(Mostly.)(I love you Skye.) But I left her a message on facebook telling her to call me as soon as she got the message and I had to talk to her A.s.a.p. so I left my phone beside my bed on low so it wouldn't wake my parents if she called. I stayed up half the night waiting for her to call and almost fell asleep in class. I felt like I couldn't breath, I would walk around feeling out of breath like I ran a marathon. I was going through everypossibility ( mostly bad ones) I guess it didn't help.

Anyways, I spent 140$ on books on the weekend. Wheee! I have so much to read now! Yay.
And the twelve-minute run has been postponed. due to rain and Mrs. Middlebrooke not being there. Yaaay! If she has it on Friday, Shannon, Michelle S., Lauren, Kate, and I don't have to! Yaaay! I hope she does it.... Poor Jonelle, she has to do it alone. Probably better for her, she always seems so embarassed during gym class. But We're just lookin' out. I don't think she should be embarassed, I know why she is, but I don't think she should be. She can't help it, and she still tries. She knows her limits, but that's not a bad thing.

Such is how it goes,
Alice (a.k.a. RainDots)

Song Du Jour: As I figure Out - The New Cities

Carnies who love screamo.

Carnival was today. Supposed to be Thursday, but it got rained out. At the carnival, we have bands form our school play, like No Currency (Someone told me they sucked, bu they were actually pretty good. Not that you could hear the vocals.) And the band Johnny is in. ( I was walking from Tim Hortons and this kid has his entire torso out of the car window and he shouts "HEY! DO YOU GO TO DUNBARTON? GO TO DHS ENCORE!" and they started to drive away so he yells like he's on a rollercoaster. Really. No joke. The Window? Really? C'mon pal. Sunroof. I mean, really. Jeez.)
Anyways They got Janine and Karthak to do vocals. And Damn can Janine sing. So can Karthak, so I wasn't surprised when he got called up (Janine has really bad stage fright, which isn't weird. Theater sports makes you act like a fool, but if you're singing the last thing you want is people laughing.) But when Karthak came up? OH MY GOD. Did NOT see that coming. Who knew he could scream like that. And, Buahaha, he says "I might not know the lyrics super well because I got asked to do it, well, today" SERIOUSLY? It's not understandable anyways, does it matter what you're saying? (Would it matter anyways?)

So there goes my theory of people only sing screamo if they can't sing otherwise.
But Good job Janine. : ) Proud of you. Though you Probably forgot about the cookies I gave you at Christmas. Or you Telling me you're Bi. And you probably don't know what that did for me anyways. Thanks. And congrats.

Such is how it goes,
Rain dots

Chanson du jour: Sinfonietta for C-dur by Hirano Yoshihisa

My life doesn't suck.

Sorry Ladies and Gentlemen, My life does not suck. If you're looking for a blog about how hard life is for Labeled Kid, and how they're dealing with being labeled, find another blog. (Don't get me wrong, I'm sure I'm labeled.)
And I'm not famous. I know most people with successful blogs are famous, like that kid from American Idol, or a model or an actor/singer/rapper but I'm none of those. I'm a Dunbarton kid living in Pickering, Ontario, Canada.

So Because I'm Not Famous,
you'll need to know about me.

I am 5'11" , I am closet Bi, Only one person knows. Dream job? Teaching languages in different countries. Maybe helping out in some 3rd world country for a couple years. I have "Frida Kahlo syndrome" Which means, I take one hell of a lot of shit. The bad days, really, really bad days don't last long and I toss it and then it's over with. (She's an amazing artist, by the way. I actually love her)

I'm into all types of music from all types of cultures and in all types of languages. My favorites are:
Tokio Hotel
Panic! At the Disco
Miyavi
An Cafe
Nickleback
Paramore
Orange Range
Alexz Johnson
The All-American Rejects
Relient K
Katy Perry
National Product (seriously underrated, check them out)
Queen
Skye Sweetnam
Sufjan Stevens
Utada Hikaru
3OH!3

Damn, this is a long blog. Sorry, My bad. I hope you know enough about me to know if you're going to stay or not. I guess I'm not that interesting. I got abducted by ALIENS ONE TIME! There. I'm interesting.

Such is how it goes,
Alice

Chanson du jour: Cartoon - Skye Sweetnam