WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITHOUT BEDA!?!

I have no idea what i'll do without the thought of having to blog nagging at me all the time. I NEED this stress!! What shall i do when i have NOTHING to do at 11 every night?!

Ohmygod. *hyperventilates*

What do i say on the last night of BEDA? I mean what is there left to say? Half of my blogs were just "UGH i have nothing to say" so idk why i'm so sad. This is horrible. Its not like a want to do a BEDM because i'm pretty sure suicide would be in there somewhere. No. Really.

this month has been full of promises, gossip, fun, laughs, new friends, and helpful advice to one another. i will surely miss it. BUT our awesome doesn't have to stop there! The Entourage will live on!!

so let's stick together and dftba!

You know you want me,
xoxo
Alyssa

BOOKS AND [TOS]

yo.
So, guess what?
I'm listening to the [Title of Show] Soundtrack.
Its seriously hardcore awesome and hilarious. THANK YOU ALLISON AND MADDI!!

So, i thought i'd blog a list of good books to read. Since i DO read about 3 books a week AT LEAST. SO here are some of the good ones. (no particular order)

Hearts Divided

Watership Down

Elephant Run

Pride and Prujudice

Girl at Sea

Paper Towns

Twilight Saga*

Reduced Shakespeare Company [abriged]

Queens Fool

Wise Woman

Angels and Demons

No Promises in Wind

The Other Boleyn Girl

And many others!!!

you know you want me,

xoxo

Alyssa

*yeah....about that..

I Have Returned.

Indeed. I'm back. That was said in a creepy voice, fyi. =]

So, I have returned from a very fun and eventful trip to Kentucky for the Rolex Three-Day. it was full of butts, cows, bears, British men, and sunburn. Threr's not much to SAY about Rolex but there are things to SHOW. so, Enjoy:*

Our Trail ride. (I'm in red.)

Playing on the old jump. (I have the blue bag)

We saw a cow similar to this. BECAUSE HE'S AN ANN-GUS!!**

You know you want me, (and my cow)
xoxo
Alyssa

*I just read paper towns so random captilazation. =]
**Inside joke. Sorry.

Excited Beyond Words, Which is Very Bad For A Blogger.

i am so so so so EXCITED for tomorrow!! I'm going down to Kentucky tomorrow for one of the Biggest Horse Shows!!! UGH fo reals this is so awesome. AND April is almost over which no MORE BEDA!! this is bitter sweet because no more crappy blogs but after being in BEDA for a WHOLE MONTH it will be hard to go back to normal life. i will not be blogging for the next few days but this is only because it is completely IMPOSSIBLE. If someone has a computer at Rolex i will surely steal it and say hey to you all. Since i cannot blog i will twitter my butt out. So that's all for now! love you and i'll miss you!!

you know you want me,
xoxo
Alyssa

My Sister's Birthday

Today is my sister's birthday. She's turning 18. Oh god.

18 is the age where she can go do basically whatever the poo the want (except drink). now, as she might read this...SORRY SISSY! i will not say anymore on the matter.

i'll talk about the weekend. =]
So, this weekend i will be traveling with my BFF Steph to Kentucky for the Rolex Horse Show. Now, this is not the Rolex its THE ROLEX. People from all over the world come to show their big, shazzny* horses. its a big deal. Im excited BUT i might not be able to blog while im down their as Steph is not bringing her laptop. =[ So techically, i'll epic fail BUT i can do nothing about it so im sorry. Also, i will be twittering all day so i personally think that will count enough. thoughts? check my twitter here.

you know you want me,
xoxo
Alyssa.

*did i spell it right maddi??

I just TOTALLY out nerded myself.

So i have this history project on World War II and i can pick out whatever topic i want and teach it to the class.

I picked The Battle of Britain/The Blitz.

So what am i doing tonight? Looking of things for my project that's not due for two weeks?
nope.
I'm looking up things about my project FOR FUN. I'm not writing things down or even saving things.
Nope. I'm just enjoying myself looking at pictures and stats.

51,509 - the number of civilians killed.*
Here are some very moving pictures:

You know you want me,

xoxo

Alyssa

*I always wonder about those random people at the end of numbers. Like 3,005 tigers left in the world. Why 5? WHO are those 5 tigers? And do they feel lonely separate from all the others by those zeros?

My Entire Childhood Beliefs are CRUSHED.

So, very recently i found out something horrible. Something that those of you who don't know may be very surprised and hurt to hear. This is WORSE then discovering that Santa Claus isn't real. Way x1548786751321 worse. This is not for the faint of heart or small children.

Okay, you ready?

You sure?

Are you sitting down? Cuz there is possible screaming, hysterics, etc.?
Okay....

THERE IS MORE THEN ONE SHAMU.
There. Like a band aid, ripe it off quickly.

Yes, Shamu that lovable whale of the 90's is a FAKE. A FRAUD. A CLONE!

A LIE.

Indeed, i did not believe the news. So, of course like anything you fear to be untrue, You wikipedia it. And yet, there it was, "Shamu is the stage name of SeaWorld's iconic killer whale show, which is shared by numerous adult male or female orcas at the SeaWorld parks....Today, "Shamu," "Namu," and "Ramu" are trademarked stage names given to all of the orcas residing within the SeaWorld parks." As plain as day. The horrid Truth of my childhood. I thought i was so worldly way back then because i had seen THE Shamu. Not A Shamu. There were tears. I promise you.

I'm sorry to bring all this horrid news but i felt it was time the truth was out...

you know you want me,
xoxo
Alyssa

I Now See Why Raves Involve Drugs

IT. WAS. LAME.

Like really. It was fun and all because my friends were there, but themusic was CRAP.

I DID have fun moshing though.

UGH. i am really boring today. nothing good to say as usual. well, this is my sunday crap blog. i'll put in some funny pics or something.

hehe.

you know you want me,
xoxo
Alyssa

TECHNO RAVE

OK so this is not REALLY a blog post cuz i have to get ready for the school dance which is themed TECHNO RAVE. Fun Stuff.

Basically, everyone dancing really dirty, all up on each other, and make out. those are our school dances. TRUE STATEMENT.

you know you want me,
xoxo
Alyssa

Jumping is Therapy for the Soul...and Legs.

just resently i aquired a new toy. Our neighbor's trampoline. They were naughty and didn't pay rent so they got the boot...after buying a trampoline. luckly, the guy who owns the house didn't want the trampoline so we popped it over a six-foot fence into our yard (funny story for another time). my childhood dream of having a trampoline finally came true, when i turn 15.

There is a small group of us (Maddi, kristin, and feffie) who LIVE for my trampoline. Whenever they come over we just stay outside with Abbey and hang out on my trampoline. it is THE place to be. Now, we don't get jump for fun we jump to lose weight, build muscle, and to heal our hearts. It's like the sisterhood of the traveling pants, only its not pants and it doesn't travel!

Today, feffie aka Steph, was having a bad day with her new horse. So, after wandering around a tack shop, she came to my house, with kristin and the trampoline. five hours later, she is quite happier.

This trampoline isn't just any trampoline. IT IS GHETTO. There are holes in one side, an area is stretched out b/c the fat kid used to sit there, and it sort of shakes when you jump on it. These are known as The Ghetto End, The Fat Kid Spot, and "Ohmygoditsshaking". What may seem as safety hazards to others are just simply things that give it "character" to us.

Love to the trampoline.
you know you want my trampoline,
xoxo
Alyssa

Third Period Lunch

So, my lunch is third period, which means it is at 9:40 in the morning. Things tend to get...interesting at 9 in the morning.

We tend to have very dirty minds at lunch. Everything you say gets turned into a "that's what he/she said" or an insult at eachother.* I decided to make up a small list of the best lunch times.

----WARNING MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN----

"I hate the feel of it in my mouth. BLECH."

"It's HUGE!"

"Just put it in your mouth, Jess. You do it with everything esle." =] Love her!

My personal favorite: "Guys can we just please TRY and be clean for a second?"
"hehe...that's what she said."


Thats enough for now! Love ya all!

You know you want me,
xoxo
Alyssa


*This is how we express love. Really. If I make fun of you it means I like you.

So, I'm Pretty Sure I'm Really British...

So, today i have come to the conclusion that maybe, I'm not really American. I mean yeah,I still enjoy baseball and pizza but like TRULY American.

Now, I adore history. American history, European history, World history, basically any kind.* But after examining our country's more recent history I see things I don't like. I mean there's the obvious cruelty to Japanese during the Second World War, Watergate, and really sucky things in general. But there are the other things, mainly attitude. Now, really I love most of the people here and I was raised to have a lot of national pride but we, Americans, live very sheltered lives. I think Geography is to blame for some of it because we ARE a huge country with a LOT of people, but i still come back to our suckish attitude. I think we have a thing or too to learn from those happy, scary, and mostly insane Europeans.

I mean they do insane sports, eat weird food, and know a million languages. What's not to love? So while Mr. Obama was over there partying it up he should have been taking notes**. Again its not that i don't like America it just seems like I just don't fit in. Also, I think we should take care to restore our national image. It's sad that you try to hide the fact as long as possible in chat rooms that you're American. Because when they know I turn into "oh, that silly American girl" I takes hours of intelligent insisting and debate to convince them that I am really more like them.

So, Nerdfighters while we are out lowering World-Suck let's start here, shall we?

you know you want me (and all my greasy food),
xoxo
Alyssa


*particularly Tudor history or just queens in general. They tend to kick butt. Religious-royal history is quite interesting also. If you do not believe, consult Maddi whom has listened to many debates on the date of Anne Boleyn's birth and whether or not Martin Luther had put up his shanzy little list before 1530.
**Maybe he's following Maureen on Twitter and his monkey typed up some for him?

Girl at Book

So, this post is going to be uber short because i just went to the library tonight and got all the books i haven't read from "the gang"* yet. This includes: Girl at Sea, Devilish, Papertowns, and A Great and Terrible Beauty. I decided to read Girl at Sea first and it is a FANTASTIC book. i am almost half-way through and already is INSANELY jealous of Clio. A) Because she is an artist B) because she has traveled all over and such and the extent of my travels have been Denver C) Because she gets to hang out with British people D) Because she is named after a history muse which is singly the BEST THING IN THE WORLD E) i could go on but pretty sure you're begging me to stop.

So don't be hating on me for my sucky blog. Maureen's fault for writing such an amazing book.

You know you want me (even though you can't have me because my nose is stuck in a book),
xoxo
Alyssa

*meaning Maureen Johnson, John Green, Libba Bray, Robin Wasserman, and others. (Personally, i think its a YA cult. And i want to join.)

My Nerdtastic-ness

So i was being SUPER nerdtastic today. A little while ago i found a mythology encyclopedia on the discount shelf of Walden's Books.

Now, the discount shelf is my favorite place to meander around in book shops. It is full of the insane, weird, misfit books.* The books that NO ONE wants to read and can be bought for about $5. They may have defects, typos, damage, or just be really sucky books.** This is where i found my lovely mythology encyclopedia for $9.99.

It is very heavy and has not just Greek and Roman mythology but Celtic and Asian mythology. So, today i armed myself with sticky notes and a pen and began reading. every myth that i found that had some relevance to a play, movie, book, or show i have ever seen or heard of, I marked. And i was VERY surprised at the amount of mythology that is present in our everyday society. Soon my book became like this:

An Example.

so, yes i am a freak and yes, i am a nerd.

You know you want me,
xoxo
Alyssa

*Similar to socks...
**If i EVER become a writer this shelf will be my worst nightmare, i just know it.

HAPPY EASTER!

So, since last night was SOO close to midnight, i decided to blog earlier. Now, most families have a nice big dinner with their families, get little gifts, and maybe go to church. This is how my Easter holiday works:


10-ish - Wake up. Easter candy on table.


11-ish - Eat candy and wake - up


12-5 - Watch movies.


6-7 - Eat dinner. (Tonight was hamburgers for everyone and veggie burgers for me)


7-11 - Do nothing


11-3 - Go to bed.





So yes that is my Easter. Therefore, meaning i have nothing to blog about but my fear of the Easter bunny.





That THING is scary.


i mean what kind of parent would do that to their child? its just like HANDING your kid to a pedophile or Micheal Jackson.*

I have nothing to say about this. *shudders*

you know you want me,
xoxo
Alyssa

*See picture.

MISFIT SOCKS LIKE TO CREEP

For weeks now Maddi and i have been planning to go Spring Clothes Shopping. We both talked about we were deparate for clothes and wanted so new styles and all that jazz.

We wanted to look JUST like this!!

We made lists, schedules, and plans for everything. From color, to money, to transportation! WE WERE PREPARED! And then when we arrived we abandoned all planning and did as all girls do; we shopped. We got everything from wooden "animals", to creeping socks, to really cute dresses.

However, I am here to tell you the Story of The Misfit Socks.
Once upon a time, Maddi and i went shopping at dELiA*s. We shopped, tried on, and calculated our purchases so that we could save every last dollar and spend it all. We had finished so we took them up to the counter knowing the exact total, thanks to Demetri. While ringing up our things the salesperson mentioned that if we bought another pair of socks we'd get the second free. Maddi and i glanced at each other thinking a) she was insane or b) the other bought some socks. After paying a total that was $4 higher then expected and with every last dollar we both had, left the store.

Later, Maddi was mad because i took her chair while we were waiting for my mother to pick us up. So, she pulled out this cute pair of socks out of the bag and threatened to throw them at me. the convo went down like this:

"i'll chuck these socks at you!" -M
"Why? they're YOUR socks..." -A
"WHAT? No, you bought these!"-M
"Umm..no i didn't..."-A
"OHEMGEE" -A&M*

So we went running back to the store but on our way we stopped to take some shots of the socks , now known as "The Misfit Socks."

They like to creep.

We went back to the store and sent the Misfit Socks on their way to a life in Misfit World. We will never know HOW the socks ended up in our bag or WHY we were forced to pay for them but it sent a deep, meaningful message to us:

NEVER UNDERESTIMATE A MISFIT.

you know you want me,
xoxo
Alyssa**

*i like to call this The Epiphany.
**ITS 11:51PM!!! OMGOMGOMGOMG

This is dangerous...

i'm sooo close to midnight! its really scary.

So I'm going to blog about Maddi and i's shopping trip today tomorrow....did that make any sense??

UGHH its late! So Maddi and i have a misfit, stalker pair of socks. MORE TOMORROW!! AND PICS!!

I have nothing to say so I'm going to do more You Know You're A Nerdfighters...

You Know You're A Nerdfighter when you check YouTube five times a day waiting for a B2.0 video.

You Know You're A Nerdfighter when you have hard-core discussions about the evil baby orphanage during lunch with your fellow Nerdfighters.

You Know You're A Nerdfighter when you start flipping out when there is only 15mins left of the day and you haven't blogged.

that's enough for today BETTER STUFF TOMORROW!!!

you know you want me,
xoxo
alyssa

THE JOURNEY OF THE FAIL WHALE.

The Fail Whale has been summoned.
I have NOTHING TO BLOG ABOUT and its only the NINTH!!!

See, the Fail Whale, unlike other whales, is made of Failure and he come plants Failure in your blog in the middle of the night. It is like the Tooth Fairy except instead of taking your teeth and leaving money the Fail Whale takes your ideas and leaving embarrassment. WAYY worse then the Tooth Fairy.

HOWEVER, i am off school for the next four days so i should be able to blog much longer, well thought out blogs. And i PROMISE there will be more about Orlando.

you probably don't want me,
xoxo
Alyssa

Bassoonism

So i was going to blog more about Orlando and I but i decided to discuss Bassoonism. Now bassoonists are interesting people. they tend to be a bit masochistic (OMGIAMEDWARDCULLEN) people because they choose to play an instrument with 17-keys (the heckel bassoon) and that can span four octaves. they also tend to be very weird. I have met many of bassoonists (me included*) and they are all...interesting. We, bassoonists, have no issue with sharing a reed or dropping it in the trash, picking it up, and playing again. We also tend to enjoy very large books*. In general, most bassoonists are nerds. Cool nerd, but nerds all the same.

See? Bassooning is no joke.

Now, no one just "plays" the bassoon. You play the bassoon because you love the deep, smooth tone and the wood/spit taste of the reed. You love your bassoon. Most have names. Mine is Bellatrix, another is Frank, and another is Mildred.

Bassoons are a way of living. Its like a cult. Its BASSOONISM.

you know you want me (and my bassoon),
xoxo
Alyssa

*We've had a few discussions.
**We tend to like large things in general...you dirty children, get your mind out of the gutter.

ORLANDO PART 2

So, after our lovely lunch and discussing his past films and childhood i asked something i have been wondering about for awhile: Is he Flo Rida?
When i asked he oogled* me for a little bit before saying, "how'd you know?"
"Well, you HAVE wanted to be a rapper for your whole life but, when we were 12 you decided to drop rapping for acting as no one would EVER take you seriously because you are a white boy growing up in the suburbs..."
"Yeah..."
"So, how does it work?"
"Me disguising myself as a black man, rapping, and being famous AGAIN?"
"Yuppers."
"WELL, first you get a REALLY good make-up crew, trust-worthy people, and really good song writers."
"Wait, so thats it?"
"Well, not REALLY...."

for more wait till tommorrow. i'm tired

you know you want me,
xoxo
alyssa

THE TRUTH BEHIND FLO RIDA

So, i was out shopping today when i can across a man in a large hat, dark sunglasses, and quite an ugly scarf. I looked closer and saw that it was my good friend, Orlando Bloom. Now, many of you may know Orlando as the sexy, swashbuckling pirate but, I know Orlando as the attractive, akward boy he once was.

See, Orlando had a bad family. Some nights he would come down the street and stay at my house for the night. Yes, we had a fling but things didn't work out though he is still deeply in love with me (poor boy fell to my charms).

I was delighted to see my old childhood friend and we hugged tightly. After proclaiming his everlasting love for me, he invited me to lunch to dicuss the years past, and begged for my hand in marrige AGAIN. I accepted lunch, denied his proposal, and off we went to Treehugger's Cafe.

We talked mostly about his intense movie, Elizabethtown and his devotion to me.

There will be more tommorrow of our long intense talk.

You know you want me,
xoxo
Alyssa

PEEPS ARE JESUS-ON-A-STICK

good afternoon readers!

i have a little story to tell you all. its a funny story. its about my Father.

So i was with my family at Walmart picking up some things for our drive home. i'd had been hard-core craving some Peeps as it is almost Easter and i am a Nerdfighter. So my mother and i were frantic in Walmart, looking for them. WE. COULD. NOT. FIND. THEM.

We searched aisle after aisle for the sugary treats to no avail. Suddenly, my mother calls to me that she has found. i go sprinting down the main aisle of super Walmart, scaring many people in the process. My mother was very amused; the people were not.

After checking out we head back to our vehicle were my Father is waiting. He was standing at the end of the truck, watching us walk toward him.

"Alyssa, go run to your father like you did to me," my mother says laughing. I looked at her in bafflement and reply,

"but, he doesn't have Peeps..." She then just tells me to pretend.

So, off i go running at my father as if he was a giant Peep, after a few moments of confusion, he begins running at me similar to this:

my father's leap.

Now, most of you dont know my father but this is NOT something he does. But he did, in the middle of a parking lot, in front of everyone. VERY MORTIFYING.

So, go ahead and laugh. i'm hungry and tired of blogging. OHGOD....

I hope you still want me,

xoxo
Alyssa.

OKAY, SO I"VE GOT FIVE MINUTES TOPS....

*deep breath* this should be interesting...
SO I've got 5 minutes before i have to get my little butt (not really, its quite large actually) in the seat of the truck with all my things packed and ready. OHGOD. I still have to pack up all my books that i might want to read and all of Abbey's toys. *hyperventilates*

So, i REALLY need to go. this is going to be another EPIC FAIL for me. Maureen, if you are reading this, i recommend to STOP. it will be dreadful.

Okay so I'm thinking of doing a few daily, You Know You're A Nerdfighter When...'s this has probably been done by some people made of more awesome.

You know you're a Nerdfighter when you have dreams about killer squirrels.
You know you're a Nerdfighter when your signature on your phone is DFTBA and all your non-Nerdfighting friends are like WTF?
You know you're a Nerdfighter when you madly crave Peeps

Alright that is all i have time for today. Good day!

you know you want me,
xoxo
Alyssa

God, my life is so boring.

So i was going to blog this morning, but i had nothing to say.
Then, i was going to blog mid-afternoon. Nothing to say.
So, then i sit down were i am now i still : nothing.

i'm majoring ing Epic failing at BEDA right now. SO i'm just going to talk about my mad craving for peeps.

SO the other night i was out laser tagging (which i rock at BTW) and we decided to walk to Giant Eagle to get something to drink. When we get there i see only the best food ever known to man: PEEPS.

Yes, the small marshmallow treats that have more sugar then should be legally allowed and yes the little things that hank and john have been forced to eat. i CRAVED them.

So, i bought some and enjoyed them. they were delish but i did have to stop after 6 because excessive sugar gives me a headache. alright thats all i'm going to write today. Peace out. Yeah, i Epic Fail.

you know you want me,
xoxo
alyssa

ON THE SECOND DAY, ALYSSA BLOGGED AGAIN...

hello and welcome back!

if this sounds a little ramble-y, sorry, but i did not sleep well at all. Why? well, I'll tell you in a minute. calm down.

so I'm afraid there may be some problems to listening to Hank Green till almost 3AM. Yes, it is hard to believe, especially when he's in drag. Anywoo, when i finally went to bed you're a bit restless and kinda freaked out.

Well, when i laid my head down to sleep last night i slipped into a nightmarish world. *shudders* oh, god. it was awful! *whines*

okay so basically there was this insane ghost lady in my upstairs, which consists of my room and my sisters room, and she "came out" because she was angry that i was playing my piccolo (the picc. tends to have that Affect* on most people) and she had this evil squirrel to do her bidding (remind you of anything?). so after i screamed and got downstairs in the safety of lights and my family i decided to call PRS**. but of course Scary Ghost Lady doesn't want that. so she is standing on the steps looking in to the room screaming, "They won't come! They won't come for youuu!" This is really very frightening.

So, I'm on the computer looking up PRS, when her evil squirrel comes down. and as i am innocently looking at a PDF file*** he launches himself at me from behind the computer. AT MY JUGULAR! lucky, i have cat-like reflexives and knocked him to the ground where with a sickening crunch, i killed him. The SGL is screaming, I'm screaming, the squirrel was screaming, overall a lot of screaming. So, i put the squirrel in a bag and put it in my garage. Now the SGL is really pissed.

Then, PRS arrives. Ryan is even more attractive in person and loves to investigate this. So, i tell him and his team all about it and they are amazed at the activity. I always thought I'd be cool to have a ghost because it'd be fun to investigate but, last night i experienced the helpless terror that it puts in you. there is no place to go, there is no where safe. is the overwhelming feeling you get. i just hope that unlike my other dreams this one doesn't come true.


*BAHAHA that is just to both Maddi/Dore.
**PRS is paranormal research society. they are the people who work on Paranormal State. basically, the best show in the world.
***Don't ask why i remember that but it seemed very important at the time.
You know you want me,

xoxo
Alyssa

AND ON THE FIRST DAY, ALYSSA POSTED.

hey!! and welcome to my first BEDA post! Hold on to your hats!

ok so i thought i start the month out right by blogging about my beloved, Abbey. Abbey has been in the family since December 25, 2007. She started out as being awesome but through the past year her and i have truly grown to be very close. I can't sleep without her, I can't be in the car without her, and i love to spoil her endlessly.

She has two outfits, a house, and a throne. Her one outfit is a hard, protective get up that makes her look pink while her other is a soft, thin, sexy zebra-thing. She prefers to be in the nude but it is hazardous as she could get hurt if accidentally drop her.

Her house is small but very shanzy. It has three different light levels and is pink, her second favorite color. It is very comfortable for a nice nap and has an alarm to wake her up for the day. Her house also has a nice speaker system for her to sing through, which is her favorite thing. She always is full of energy and rearing to go. Here is a picture of Abbey getting her beauty rest:

A Sleeping Beauty.

As you can see, her room has a nice view too. But when Miss Abbey wants to just sit and relax she has her throne. Her throne is a nice comfortable place where she can view her kingdom (my room). She sometimes prefers her throne because then she is always within easy reach and never gets....lost. As, if I would let that happen anyways. Well anyways, here is a pic of her being queenly:

Her Royal Highness on her throne

As you can see my nightstand is very clutter with books (Flambards), my glasses, a cup full of writing utensils, a water bottle, a book light, soap, and a mini globe. Basically, all life's necessities.

I have one more picture of Abbey and I. Some would say that in the picture I'm "listening" to her but you don't "listen" to Abbey; you obey her. If Abbey says "jump!" you jump, son.

Abbey said, "Take a picture." I obeyed.

you know you want me,

xoxo
Alyssa