Wednesday, 07 October 2009

  • A chat with my uncle

    Last weekend, I spent some time with my Uncle Lorenzo, who is gay. After a wonderful time of spotting out hot guys at the jewelry convention and rating them, I asked him a question.

    Alice: Lorenzo, imagine you're dating a guy who is really nice and treats you well. You have no complaints. But then you realize you're still in love with an ex boyfriend... Is breaking up with him a bad thing? Or would you stay with him despite the fact that you think about another man?
    Lorenzo: Honey... *grabs my left hand* ...you don't have a diamond on this hand, so you can do whatever the hell you want!

    Hahaha I love my uncle. <3

    But my post about Lebanon will be up tomorrow, hopefully. I'm just super busy tonight... doing.. err... hulu. And my ukulele! At least I'm sort of being productive. >_<


    Oh, and I completely forgot about the Picture of the Day project!!
    I will post a picture of my best friend and I from Saturday!

Tuesday, 06 October 2009

Sunday, 04 October 2009

  • GR @ OBAMA

    I'm really pissed at Obama right now.
    Really Obama? So because 80% of your voters are Jews, you're gonna just play their game? You're gonna start a war with Iran because the Jews are worried that they'll become more powerful than Israel? You're gonna play their fucking game? Remember what happened with Iraq? Remember what happened with Afghanistan? Remember how all you'd ever say is, "We have no reason to be there!" Well Iran is no fucking different! They don't even have fucking nukes, yet you're worried that they are going to become more powerful than Israel! Fuck!

Saturday, 03 October 2009

  • Exciting day ness update stuff tired kthxbye

    By the way--
    I take back my last post (the first half).
    I do like my boyfriend. He's nice and sweet, and I enjoy his company.
    Sorry, I'm just weird and bipolar.
    Okay.

    Alright so after school and hanging out with my brother and cleaning my room and stuff, I went to the JPII Homecoming football game. JPII is the private school that I went to during my freshman year... and the school that my ex, Kyle, goes to (and plays football for). So it was fun because I saw a bunch of friends that I haven't seen in two years, and everyone was like "waaaat u l0st wait?" and I was like "lulwat" so it was interesting. It's funny how I don't see these people for two years but they all still feel the need to spill their darkest secrets to me. >_>
    When I got back, I talked on the phone with William (bf) for two hours. It was fun.
    Now I'm tired.
    I will post some pictures from the football game later... no one has uploaded any yet.
    Tomorrow (technically today), Andrea is gonna come over and we're gonna shop for jewelry and then we're gonna get krunk with our friend Dylan because he has lemonade. But we're gonna make sure one of us stays lemonade-free so we can drive back safely and not end up like Kelsey...

    fuck I'm tired, okay, I'll update this later today. <3



    ---Updatingness.
    So it was pretty funny... last night when I was hanging with one of my friends Sumaiyah at the game, I was talking all excitedly and stuff, so then Sumaiyah stopped and was like, "Alice! You sound so Arab now!" which is true haha... I didn't notice until yesterday. But when I get excited and talk, it sounds super Arab. and being around Arabs at school doesn't help either :P
    But I realized last night how glad I was that I don't go to JPII anymore. I mean, the friends are nice, but everyone else is like the rich and bitchy type. At my school, pretty much everyone is nice. I love it.
    and no one has posted photos yet.
    And I'm just rambling.

    but so today, I was woken up at 11 30 by my mother saying that a man needs to come into my room and do internet stuff. So I took my ukulele and went downstairs. I decided to make up a new way to play Ill Follow You Into the Dark by death cab for cutie... because I got pretty sick of just playing chord after chord. So the part I wrote involved tabs and "plucking" as a violinist would say. Anyway, I got really into it, I really liked the final result. So when the guy left, mom told me that he asked her if she was playing a CD, and she said 'no no that's my daughter, she's a music fanatic' and then he was like 'wow cause that sounds really good'
    yay me!

    ---updating again--
    And I'm not sure if I'm being good or terrible in this William situation...
    like, I'm gonna stay with him because he's a nice guy and I enjoy his company right
    but am I being terrible by doing that because I'm still inlove with Tony? =/ gargh.

    AND I HATE THAT XANGA WON'T LET ME CHANGE MY LAYOUT, GR. Is anyone else having trouble with that?


    ---last update! Sunday Oct 4--
    A lot happened when I was at Andrea's. Most importantly, she gave me the confidence to do certain things.. like break up with William (she held my hand and kept me on track ), and she encouraged me to call the Jewish Family Services (they didn't answer though, because apparently they are closed on weekends). But yeah, she's my best friend like ever. She really cares about me and like how I am and stuff, and she understands, you know? That's so important. But yeah, William took it really well. He said he didn't want it to be forced, and that we can be friends and everything. I felt so much better afterwards. I literally started getting nauseous before I called, but Andrea helped and everything, and then as soon as he said all of that, the sickness went away. whew! I'm glad we can be friends, though, because he's such a nice and cool guy. Oh and the mission is accomplished--Andrea's parents love me. Yay!
    And when I got home, I called my dad, and I was like yoooo and he was like uhhh hi. He seems SO happy to talk to me -sarcasm-. Anyway, at least I was nice and called him. And now Granny is gonna pick me up and we're gonna go to a jewelry show, and maybe my cousin Nathan will come. I haven't seen him in years, and he was my favourite cousin when I was really young! So that should be interesting. And also, mom was throwing away old dresses of hers, and I saw one that I loved, and I took it cause I figured I'd take the fabric (she's waaay smaller than me). But I tried the dress on and it fits me perfectly now! Yay for losing twenty pounds! :P whooo! I shall post a picture with my lovely figure, hehe. I'll just need to fix the straps because they are in an awkward place in the front.
    This is me failing at posing! :P

    and the pretty fabric!! It's dark purple with a black sheen thing on it and black beads that make flowers!

Thursday, 01 October 2009

  • Confession?

    Notice: This post was made because I have a feeling my brother saw my site. Hopefully he will read this and understand.

    Part of me feels bad for "disobeying" my brother. He's very important to me, and I hate to know that I've gone behind his back and done something he clearly said he was against. However, another part of me feels that my brother is not a god of any sort, and I should not feel guilty for having a different opinion of the issue. He's allowed to say what he thinks, but he has no right to manipulate me into agreeing with him. Right?
    When I went on the first date with William, my brother waited five hours until I got home so he could talk to me. He said, "Alice, he is a loser. I don't want you dating him. If you continue seeing him, you will not get your car for your sixteenth birthday--and trust me, if I told dad about this, he would agree with me." At first, I decided to simply accept it. I called William without even breaking a sweat and told him I couldn't see him anymore. It wasn't a big deal to me; I mean, really, it was only the first date. But as I tried to sleep that night, more thoughts entered my mind. Why does my brother have the right to make this decision for me? Why am I letting him? Shouldn't I be able to decide whom I date? So by the next morning, I told William that I was interested in seeing him "under the radar" (as Britney would say, hehe). To be honest, I didn't really have much of a reason to continue dating him. Sure, he was entertaining and nice, but I didn't know him that well. I still don't. However, this was a statement I was making--not only to my brother--but to myself, saying: I am not controlled by anyone but myself. In other words, "Bitch, I do what I want!"
    To be honest with you, I only give this about two more weeks until I call it quits (unless I am amazed and wowed before then by him). I already let him know that we will break up eventually, so I doubt he'll be surprised. My friend Ibrahim thinks I'm just messing with this guy's heart, but that's not true. It has nothing to do with him, which I guess is sort of rude of me. As I said before, this is simply a statement to myself. But, at least when we do break up, we'll both walk away with a good experience and nice memories. I just don't want to get too involved in this to start feeling deep feelings, you know?
    [Moving on to a different branch of this topic now...] Something that stuck out to me when my brother lectured me was when he said, "You deserve better." This is bittersweet to me. Bitter because I end up dating a guy that apparently isn't good enough for me. Sweet because it's nice to know that my brother has so much faith in me. I definitely agree with him, which I hope that doesn't make me sound conceited... and it saddens me because I know exactly who I want that seems to deserve me. Remember the first ex that I blogged about on this account? Tony? Yeah, him, the Lebanese guy. Yes, I am pathetic and still think about him. Part of me believes he still thinks about me (okay, scratch that--most of me believes that). For example, if my relationship status changes on Facebook, a few days later I am guaranteed to find a picture of him and a girl being very... close. *nails on chalkboard* Last summer when I saw him, he said he had the same feelings for me as he had before. Sadly, though, we both are forced to attempt to move on with our lives. I'm not so good at it. I don't know if he is or not... I wish I could see him more often. I'll be there in December, but I don't know if he'll even want to see me. Maybe he'll be busy with school... or Rita.. (a girl he had a picture with, ugh).
    Anyway, in my spare time, I write letters to people to help me feel better. Yesterday I wrote a lot. I was having trouble with my depression yesterday, so I wrote to my best friend, Andrea, telling her everything that was going through my mind. It really helped. But I also wrote a letter to Tony, telling him how I feel... and also telling him that I need to get over him and forget about our possible future together. Of course, these are letters I will never send, but it's nice to get my thoughts organized on paper. I think when I see him in December, I will act totally calm and collected about it, and I'll try not to show him in any way that I still like (love?) him. I will maybe say something if he brings it up... but otherwise, I need to keep my lips shut. I don't want him to think that he has a girl who is obsessed with him while he simply smirks. Fuck that.

    Yeah, ok. I'm done now.
    But I wonder if William will end up reading this... William, if you're reading this, don't avoid this topic with me. Tell me, and we will talk it out like human beings.



    The story of Tony and I reminds me of the song Happy Ending by Mika:

    This is the way you left me,
    I'm not pretending.
    No hope, no love, no glory,
    No Happy Ending.

    Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life
    Can't get no love without sacrifice
    If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well
    A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell

    This is the hardest story that I've ever told
    No hope, or love, or glory
    Happy endings gone forever more
    I feel as if I'm wasted
    And I'm wastin' every day

    This is the way you left me,
    I'm not pretending.
    No hope, no love, no glory,
    No Happy Ending.
    This is the way that we love,
    Like it's forever.
    Then live the rest of our life,
    But not together.

    2 o'clock in the morning, something's on my mind
    Can't get no rest; keep walkin' around
    If I pretend that nothin' ever went wrong, I can get to my sleep
    I can think that we just carried on

    This is the hardest story that I've ever told
    No hope, or love, or glory
    Happy endings gone forever more
    I feel as if I'm wasted
    And I'm wastin' every day

    This is the way you left me,
    I'm not pretending.
    No hope, no love, no glory,
    No Happy Ending.
    This is the way that we love,
    Like it's forever.
    Then live the rest of our life,
    But not together.

    A Little bit of love, little bit of love
    Little bit of love, little bit of love

    This is the way you left me,
    I'm not pretending.
    No hope, no love, no glory,
    No Happy Ending.
    This is the way that we love,
    Like it's forever.
    To live the rest of our life,
    But not together.





    Picture of the day!

    That is me and Maryama being awesome. :] We saw this guy that was really cute so we went up to him and asked him to take the picture for us and we called him cute and Maryama attempted to say it in Spanish cause he's from Mexico and doesn't speak much English, but he was like Uuummm that's not how you say it. ha it was funny. :]

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