Hmm.

There is a person who can truly tame The Aliway after all.
Well, properly, anyway.
A few, actually.

Master #1 - me ol' buddy Kyrie. Not her real name. How did she tame me? Heheh. Lemme tell you now - when someone sticks a price sticker of $7.50 on your forehead, you are NOT ACTUALLY FOR SALE..
I'm not even kidding, you should read the contract we wrote! o.0 MY SOUL IS HERS.

Master #2 - Haha, now, THIS kid knows me. My best friend Saji. How did she tame me? Hehe. She won over my affections simply by displaying an overly enthusiastic extreme interest in my, er, somewhat strange fingers. Y'know. The ones that bend backwards and here there everywhere in all sorts of retarded ways. May post a vid someday. They're creepy. But naturally, several years later, and we're still tight. Minus the various petty retarded fights... =P "NO GERARD'S HAIR IS BETTER THAN DAVEY'S!!!" "FUCK OFF, DAVEY'S HAIR IS SO MUCH FUCKIN' COOLER!!!"

Master #3 - Lol. I love this kid. Teh Bonmeister. Don't ask me how she tamed me. She just did. =P

Master #4 - My darling wife and spiritual twin sister CASSIE. The wife/twin thing is a joke. Her plush toy Roxas is our incest baby. How did she tame me? Well, once we met at Relay For Life and discovered our unnerving similarity to each other (both loving highfives, dark music, anime, fanfic, and having the exact same sense of humour etc), I was GONE..

Master #5. Aha, this is pathetic. Recent buddy Baxter. How did he tame me? Easy. Whenever I get pissed at him/disagree with him, as the loaded-up-on-cash-cuz-my-dad's-a-fuckin-surgeon dude he is, he shoves a Coke in my face. And naturally, I'm like MIIINE!!! Instant mollification right there. =P

So yeah. Looks like I really can be tamed after all... DO NOT BLACKMAIL ME WITH THIS! XD

Picture Caption - one of my many masters, Teh Bonmeister. With her beloved husband Teh Bamboo. Those two are freakin' tight.

~lylt,
The Aliway.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, for an avalanche of CHEESE.

Cuz cheese is the epic sauce.
Well, life has been more or less sucky to talk about, due to various assignments, school, and other pressures, so I won't talk about that ^^
I will, however, talk about...
Something.
Wow. School really has taken over my life o.0 THE CALAMITY.
WAIT!!! I remember now! Today is the day.. THAT I TRY ON NEW BOOTS!!
Let me explain. I recently compiled a list of items that I would have liked for my birthday (which is on June 6 for all those who love me =P). This list, unfortunately, was more or less extravagant since I have unfortunately extravagant tastes. I mean, my favourite food is smoked salmon; I recently developed a taste for brandy (neat at that!!); I use expensive shampoos; my straightener is GHD.. well, you get the picture. For someone with my mediocre middle-class lifestyle, I'm a bit of a diva. Not a good thing.
So my list had stuff like, oh, wireless ear/headphones ($150 retail price), Adobe Illustrator ($250), good-quality stereo speakers for my iPod..


And a pair of $75 boots.
Now, these are not just ANY boots. These are BOOTS OF AWESOME. See the pic to the left? Or right? Or whatever? Of marvellous hot male diva Gerard Way with the Iggy Pop t-shirt and funny hair? (Well not THAT funny cuz he cut it, oddly, similar to mine ^^ THOUGH HE FORGOT THE FRINGE. DAMN YOU GEE!!!... wait, maybe I'm just being overly pernickety and his hair doesn't look like mine at all... MEH.)
Well, this man is also wearing a pair of boots strikingly like the boots on my birthday list. So I'll use him as an example to give you an idea what my babies are like.
They're not combat boots like his, but very similar. They're also laced differently. But anyway.

My mother glanced over this list with a look of ever-growing concern and worry for this deranged child with extravagant tastes, probably with the words "DIVA MUCH??!!?!?!?!" flashing across her brain. With this list in hand, she tentatively pointed out the cheapest item there -
The Boots Of Awesome.
"Ali, darling.. how about we get you these for your birthday? For now, of course?"
Well, while I was sorta banking on the Adobe Illustrator side of things, I was still ecstatic. THE BOOTS OF AWESOME WERE TO BE MINE!!

So yus. Today my mother and I will go down to the store and buy these boots of awesome. Then they will be locked in a cupboard somewhere, never again to see the light of day until that fateful day where a Diva Of Random was born.

Ahahahaha. 8D

~lylt,
The Aliway.

I'm not gonna spend my life being a colour.

Cuz MJ is awesome.
And somehow, I'm overly sick of seeing racism everywhere. Freakin' hell.
I dunno, but I bet I'm one of the few white people who can say that they know what it's like to sit in a classroom being discriminated against for your skin colour. I mean, when you're the only white kid in a classroom, the tables get turned right around.
The funny thing is, though, I actually thought that if I went to school with white people, I'd fit in better. So how is it, then, that I just ended up becoming more of an outcast? @_@

I'll shut up now. Dumb blog post, sorry.. ^^''

~lylt,
The Aliway.

Midnight's bright lights, marching into the fight. Drink me, shrink me, fill me to sink me.

Oh holy crap, I think you can guess what epic movie I saw last weekend!!!
Yep. The one. The only. The Epic Sauce of all pictionary creations.
Alice. In. Wonderland.
Yep, this movie blew my mind, recircuited it, and blew it all over again in the space of... 108 minutes. I loved every second of it. I mean, come on - Alan Rickman+Johnny Depp+Matt Lucas+Stephen Fry+Helena Bonham Carter = MIND-BOGGLING EXPLOSION OF AWESOME.

Yes, this movie has been given crap reviews. I was horrified to see a 3/10 in some newspaper. But don't be put off by the reviews, because despite opinions like "incredibly dull, flat, and utterly full of itself" (IMBD.com "alice in blunderland" review), "The plot is fairly simplistic", "a piece of fluff" and other cruel comments, I absolutely loved every second in front of that cinema screen.
I would not have said that it was perfectly fine-tuned and cleverly composed down to the most minute of details, yes the plot was a little scatterbrained, but that was the beauty of it. You'd have needed a simplistic plot for such a crazy piece of filmography anyway. And the slightly scatterbrained-ness of it was, in my eyes, awesome.
Incredible scenery and visuals, a star-studded cast who have all taken their parts with great zest and enthusiasm, and come on - TIM BURTON!

So don't be put off by crap reviews. Remember, these guys are professionals who scrutinise every detail of a film, and cut down anything that is unconventional. And Alice is pretty damn unconventional. Us viewers are not professional film reviewers, and we aren't that picky, right?
I recognise Alice as being an amazing movie, and I'm behind it all the way. If you haven't seen it, WATCH IT GODDAMMIT, and if you can, GET YOUR ASS TO A CINEMA!! This movie, like most movies, has its best impact up on the big screen.

BTW - title's from the song lyrics of "Her Name Is Alice" by Shinedown, off the Almost Alice album. As in, a collection of songs by awesome artists who were inspired by the movie. It's pretty damn good, and Her Name Is Alice is my fave off the album.

~lylt,
The Aliway.

Forever waiting for disaster...

Well, thankfully it's Friday and this Thursday went without too much disaster. In fact, for a Thursday, it was pretty good.
The best part is, my piano teacher moved my lessons to Thursday lunchtimes so now that's at least ONE great thing every Thursday! =P Yep, I'm a sucker for piano. So shoot me. ^^ I enjoyed my lunchtime lesson yesterday.

And I have a new goal. FINGERS OF STEEEEL... she gave me some new exercises to strengthen my fingers so I can play better. Hell yeah, I'm practising these every day, I swear. The first thing I thought of when I woke up was FINGERSOFSTEELFINGERSOFSTEEL.. it was weird.

Also, I discovered a new website that I think everyone should check out. It's called FutureMe.org (http://www.futureme.org/), and it's a pretty interesting concept - you write an email to yourself in the future, like you can say anything, and you can also set it to be sent whenever you want. So, you can set it to be sent three months from now, three years, even thirty years. Assuming you live that long. >:]
I've already sent three emails to myself set for various points of time - my birthday, this Christmas, and for 2013. Assuming the world doesn't end in 2012. I really can't wait for them to arrive. But anyway - check it out, see what you think, and try sending yourself an email. It's a nice concept.
Hey - you can even check out some of the emails that other people have sent! Some of them are funny, sad, mediocre, and some of them were just plain random. I think my favourite was a rather pointless suicide note. xD

So yeah. Check it out.



On another note, I have three assignments due in the next two weeks. Two of them I know that for sure I will fail at. Because they're that difficult. Just make sure they play Kill All Your Friends at my funeral, ok? ^^'''''
Also. Picture. 'Tis Gerard from the Cookie Saga video (only showing on Buzznet.com, mind you). It's hilariously funny.. hit Buzznet sometime and check it out xD

~lylt,
The Aliway.

Do I deserve to be insulted?!

Copied and pasted below are two blogs which I posted on mychemicalromance.com.

"All of a sudden, Community is SO active. Like, we went from approx a blog every twenty minutes, to so fast I can't even keep up!!!
...not saying that Bob's leaving was a bad thing. I'm just pointing this fact out. It amuses me that suddenly the blogs are active once more.

~lylt,
The Aliway."

"Some people here sound like they're writing bloody eulogies right now.
Look, ok. I'm upset too - I'm REALLY upset that Bob left. He was forever, man. He's.. just... BOB. There's no word to describe it. He's the reason I aspire to know someone called Bob.
But that doesn't mean that we all have to cry and weep and rant because he left. Yes, Bob Bryar left MCR - the unthinkable happened. It's very sad that it came to this.
But it's not like he DIED!!!! I'm sorry, but so many of you sound like he died, not left a band. Who knows, he may take on his Solo Project after all (lame joke I know but hey, BSP is EPIC) and this may not be the last we hear of him. Have some optimism!
Look, I love Bob too. I love him very much like all of you do.
But it depresses me so much when I see all these agitated, anguished, GRIEVING blogs about him. Again - it's not like he died or something.

~lylt,
The Aliway."

Question. Am I deserving of pure, undiluted rage and insults for posting these blogs? I got called a lying, annoying fake ass and basically told I'm some unforgivable cunt for writing them. Holy hell. Didn't know people could take offense at something like that - are you guys insulted?
I didn't mean to insult anyone. It was not my intention. I was putting out my opinions, and got some girl telling me I should basically go fuck off because apparently I'm a 'fake' fan. Thanks a bunch. That really, REALLY made my day. Like it could get worse.
Look, with backlash like that, I don't know why I bother posting blogs anymore. I either get no comments, or bitches telling me I'm fake when they don't even know who the fuck I am. So much for MCR fans being an army, when all they can do is insult each other. It's lame and stupid and sometimes I wonder why it is that I even bother holding out some small hope for the human race, when all they are are disgusting, slimy worms, slinking around and hurting each other. We should just go back to the mud and dung where we belong.

Well this made my fuckin' day alright.

Yeah. Just got the news that Bob left MCR.
Fucking hell. And today was going so well.. Jesus Christ, it's a Thursday too, I TOLD you Thursdays are cursed!! CUR-SED. FREAKIN' CUR-SED.
I'm, like, ok, I'm gonna go straight to the Community section of MCR today.. then got hit by a faceful of blogs with various titles along the lines of "OMG I CRIED SO HARD BOB LEFT" "I'M GONNA MISS BOB SO MUCH I'M SO DEPRESSED"
Ok. I heard about the internet rumour from that stupid gossip site.. there were some tears, granted. But this?! Every. Single. Blog. All it was, just BOB BOB BOB BOB'S LEFT THE BAND.
So I decided to investigate. I mean, the only reason people would be crying NOW is because, well, it actually happened. So I check the homepage and, lo and behold - MORE BAD NEWS.
I can't believe this.
This just fuckin' made my DAY, it did. Yeah.

~lylt,
A Very Pissed Aliway.

Eulogy fun-tiemz.

For the record, Eulogy is the one decent music store in my town. It specializes in non-mainstream music, mostly alternative and metal, etc. Yep, they supply all my fave music. AND t-shirts. >:D
Also, the guy who owns it is a pretty decent man. Used to be in an alternative techno (I think?) band, pretty nice guy.
Anyway.

There is a listening booth in Eulogy, with two glass walls leading straight out into the street, with curtains. So you can either tie up the curtains and watch the world go by, or close them for privacy.
Well, it started off with going into Eulogy with my ABC gang (Me, Aliway, Bonnie, and Cassie - ABC xD) stopping into Eulogy to browse as we so often do. Then we found a random CD with a cover Bonnie liked, so we took it down to the booth to have a listen (Bonnie ended up liking it too, some weird techno-dance music, not half bad) and.. things just took off from there. xD

While listening, we decided to start waving at passers-by, and either clapping for them when they waved back, or groaning when they ignored us.
Then the owner who was working the till suggested we hold up signs. He gave us a marker and paper, and even suggested what to put on the sign (We eventually went with "I'm made of wax - what are you made out of??" and "Is you name Larry??!")
With our new signs, we went straight to madness... >:D

Well, it was entertaining. The first guy who walked in, we got all excited because we thought we'd actually convinced him to come into the store!! And.. it turned out to be the owner's dad. xD
The second time, it turned out to be a friend of his.
Then FINALLY, a group of bewildered uni students came in, exclaiming "We weren't gonna go in, but we saw the signs..!"
We considered this an achievement.
Also, one kid who walked by us gave us his number. AND we found a Larry. xDDD

And for the record, I did submit it to MLIA. S'all good =3

---EDIT-----
Oh, I submitted it to MLIA alright. AND IT GOT FUCKIN' PUBLISHED ALRIGHT. 8D PUBLISHED!!! MY LIFE IS OFFICIALLY COMPLETE. I aspire to great things, and my, I love it when I achieve these goals. One of them being to get a MLIA story published. AND WE DID.
Behold: http://mylifeisaverage.com/story/1758395
WE. ARE. FUCKING. AMAZING.
Okay rant over.
---EDIT-----

I must say, it was a Saturday well spent. Who knows, maybe this weekend we may get up to the same madness, lol.

~lylt,
The Aliway.

O_O and WHEN was the last time I blogged??

Like.. last weekend. Seriously. This is disappointing for me. I went a full five or six days without blogging ANYTHING.. somebody knock some sense into this silly child!! *headdesk*

Eh, maybe it's because of how crappy my mood has been lately. I don't wanna dump all that on this blog - it's not the blog's purpose, to sound all depressified and so on and so forth. Rather, 'tis a blog of randomness. And I haven't felt too random lately.

I dunno, it just hasn't been all that great. I have like three assignments due in the next three weeks which I haven't even STARTED *EEK*, I got moved into a new boarding house which is kind of weird and definitely doesn't go down well with my absolute loathing for any kind of change. Also, the new house is COLD. FREEZING COLD. Maybe something to do with the shitty weather, but ANYHOW.

And speak of the devil, yes. The weather is muchly shitty. Today's the first day we've seen any blue sky in three days and Autumn only JUST started - what the hell?! Plus it's been unbelievably cold for Autumn.

Whoever said Global Warming was coming is a retard - it's freaking FREEZING.

And whoever said Australia was the land of summer is also on crack.

Though we did have some fun over the weekend.. next blog >:D yep, I know I'm evil ^^

Also, according to my year group, I'm cute, really funny and a good artist.. I hope they were telling the truth xD I'd love to actually have a good sense of humour. I try.. I try... ^^

For the record. IT'S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME.

Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly and a baseball bat.

~lylt,

The Aliway.