...I'm toasty snuggly warm.

It's cold. And I spent all day freezing cold outside. But all is forgiven, because now I have a heater and a blanket and a laptop and I'm TOASTYSNUGGLYWARM.
I'll be saying that a lot.
TOASTYSNUGGLYWARM.
I love heaters.
.....TOASTYSNUGGLYWARM.
That and I discovered something amazing. Track pants. I.e. my mum's track pants. Now I don't wear trackies because Ifind them tacky and I prefer jeans anyway, but these trackies are like... TOASTYSNUGGLYWARM. And really, REALLY comfy.
And the phone just rang. But I'm not picking it up. Because I'm TOASTYSNUGGLYWARM.
Okay. Enough with the TOASTYSNUGGLYWARM business. I'll shut up now. =P

~lylt,
The Aliway.

Oh look. Tis shiny.

So anyhowz.
Am drowning in schoolwork, crap, crushes, and - horror of horrors - athletics carnivals! Fun! @_@
Not to mention I keep having trippy dreams. The other night, it was a strange cross between The Little Mermaid and Pocahontas, last night it was shopping for Harry Potter memorabilia and child-pervert aliens. Don't ask. It was weird.

Oh, and I'm off to Scotland on Saturday. Cue screams of jealousy, because you know what? Along the way, we're stopping off in LONDON for awesome-tiemz.. and LIVERPOOL - yes, LIVERPOOL - for The Beatles awesomeness and basically soaking in the awesome leached by the town where the greatest band in the universe came from.
It shall be amazing.

And my birthday wasn't bad either, for the record. No creepy curses coming into effect, and what's more, I realised that I'm now OFFICIALLY LEGALLY ALLOWED to give blood. I've been waiting to be able to give blood for years!! I always wanted to give blood, specially since I have half a chance of having my mother's blood type - which is a universal type, either O- or O+. She can't remember which one, but I REALLY hope I've got her blood type. That'd be awesome - I'd actually be useful for something, and be able to do something really special for other people.

So yeah, things have been cool lately, and I'm glad about that.

So YEAAAAHHHHHHH. See you in LIVERPOOL, BITCHES. >:]

~lylt,
The Aliway.

Giving me hope.

You know when a song just clicks with you? When you hear it and feel like it was written for you to hear it? When it came at a time when you most needed it?

Eminem just did that for me.

This video made me cry. Hell, that part where he's breaking down the brick wall just... clicked. My mum.. when the whole divorce shit went down, she suddenly started going on about brick walls. About getting past her brick walls and stuff. We were watching Run Fatboy Run on the plane and my mum pointed out when he came up against a brick wall, saying"That's like my brick wall, and I'm going to get past it."

We're still taking down the wall, brick by brick. It's getting there, slowly.
It feels like, in my head, Eminem broke down the rest. In the video when he pushes down the brick wall, it feels like it's my wall he's pushed down.

How did Eminem know to write this song? What told him I needed it? It's like.. even though he's never heard of me, I've never met him, never seen him ever or anything, no WAY he could have heard of me, he STILL knew to write it because someone needed it.

If I ever do meet him, the first thing I'm saying is thankyou.Thankyou Eminem, for helping me break down the brick wall.
Strange how some things just seem so... personal.
Funny how Eminem can sell out without actually selling out. My friend sent me this song saying "He sounds like Chris Brown with a serious case of bad mouth!!" And yeah, it's like a really angry Chris Brown. But more like a fuck-you-Chris-Brown-I-can-rip-you-off-and-still-sound-better kind of thing, and at the same time, he's able to connect.

Funny how Eminem's most 'sell-out' song according to my friends happens to be the one which makes the connection best.

Sorry for ranting...

~lylt,
The Aliway.

And now for an edition of.... EPIC TIEMZ.

One. Day. If I ever need to quit my job, THIS is how I'm gonna do it. IN DETAIL. Stereo speakers and everything!!
Wait. This will be how I end school. YES!
Well. Maybe I'll have to rectify the words-scrawled-on-chest-part.. seeing as I'm, er, female.... o_O But anyway!

On other news. My birthday was good. Birthday party was terrific, and we learned something new - do NOT let 6'2'' males play Pin The Tail On The Donkey. Usually results in said male pinning tail on the ceiling. I'm not even kidding here. THE FREAKIN' CEILING.
The presents were good too, of course =P again, aforementioned 6'2'' male has no idea how to budget. I had to give him a LIST of things you can get under $30, and he STILL failed...

But it was still awesome. And.. so yeah. Now I'm apparently 16. Thankfully, nothing curse-worthy has happened yet.. *phew* I know, I know, I was actually worried about that... v_v But hey, anything can happen!!! And thank the GODS it didn't. =P

~lylt,
The Aliway.

Nooooo...

I have reached a most dark point in my life.
I just read the part in the manga Death Note where L dies.
Most devastating scene of my life. The spoon... falling... so.. slowly...
v_v
The world is in the depths of despair now.. no more L... I wish I never read that part, because now it means that I can't pretend L didn't die.
I read it - saw it! - with my own eyes! THE HORROR.
I'mma go, uh, cry now. v_v


R.I.P L.

And yes.. I am sad for only getting up to that part now. Can I mention that itty bitty little detail where I'm overloaded with schoolwork and get virtually no time to read manga? Only today did I get to catch up on five months worth of Vampire Knight =P

~lylt,
The Aliway.