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AliceScoot in Wonderland x_X
On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone, I walk with him till morning
Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me
Eponine - Les Miserables
last modified Nov 26, 2005 at 20:54
... I have a new number I'm counting now... XD... some people may figure out what it is...
anyway... today, at the course selection thing...
Mr. Bertrim guy there... he sees my eyebrow ring, and is teh first person to possibly even think it might be against the dress code thing... so he asks mrs. bradley... who asks mrs. balleny... and until now, balleny has said nothing.. but now that it has been brought to her attention... she had to say sth... so apparently I'm supposed to put clear medical tape on it to stop it from ripping out and catching on things.. :S
OMG! The show tonight was soooo awesome!
lmao... okay, you'll probably have trouble reading this because it's going to be really random but omg okay!
lmao... so much fun... omg that was actually the first time I'd ever heard Too Far North!! AND THEY ROOOCKED!!!! OMG!!!! omg... if someone reads this and who talks to the ppl in TFN, wow... tell them for me please that I thought they were FUCKING AWESOME!!!!! And I LOVED when they did Hands Down... Dashboard is like one of my favourite bands ever, so like... OMGOMGOGM!!
And omg same with that High Deafinition band. THEY WERE GREAT!! and omg the bassist in high deaf was teh hottest guy ever... xD lmao jess!! ...but omg I'm serious though... I bought a High Deafinition CD for three reasons:
they were a good band
the CD was only $7.00
and it gave me a chance to talk to teh guy! but I went to give him the money and I was just like, "oh..." and dropped like five quarters on teh ground... and he had to pick them up cuz they rolled over to his side of teh table.. >.< but omg he was sooo cute **faints** omg like... wow...
wow... that was kinda gay..... and I was about to apologize for that just now, but then I realized I don't need to. So if you have a problem with me talking about the dreamiest dude ever, you can go fuck yourself XP
Umm... what else... that's about it... 'cept for Chris trying to make me dance by stealing my hat... and then he missed when I finally did! XD!!!
o.o;;
6 lates...
morning detention on monday... ... o.o
I am in the most pointless class I've had in a while... like... our civics teacher isn't here, and we've been given a "study period"... and there is SOOO much studying going on... o.o
I got a lunch detention for today!
Five lates... lol
Taking Regan's advice, I will talk to Balleny and ask her if I can walk 3 metres down the hall to the meeting. o.O
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I fiddled around with my scheme and such... but you probably already noticed that... unless, of course, you're blind, and are having someone read this to you.. but the reader probably would have noticed, and would have pointed it out to you already...
Anyway... Yeah... I made the new background in photoshop, it was pretty easy... but then when I put it in, the picture of the combadge thing had a black background, so I had to cut that out, and re-host it. o.o;; but yeah...
Tell me what you think about it.
Oh, and I've also posted my short story for English class before this... tell me what you think of that, too! XP
Just so you don't ask questions, the reason the mental patient is named Scott is because we had to be a character in our story somewhere, and I figured the insane guy matched me best... XD
I looked up at the stars.
Or at least I wanted to. But when I tilted my head upwards to look at the sky, there was a brewing storm, which blocked out all of the starlight. But I could still see where I was going, at least for the moment, because there was a small break in the clouds where the almost full moon shone through.
Slightly disappointed, I looked forward again and thought about the rest of my journey home. I had three blocks to go until I reached Elm Street, where I would turn right and walk another three blocks, and turn right again, and walk another two. I pressed the backlight button on my watch, and read the time. It was 11:59 PM.
I sighed, and put my left foot forward, and as I did, the night sky lit up, and I felt a few drops of wetness on the back of my neck. It was as if the slab of concrete in front of me was a trigger, a button that when pressed would make my day even worse.
I sighed again, and brought my right foot in front of my left, and when it hit the second slab, the second trigger, the sky fell. Not literally, of course, but that’s what it felt like when the sheet of rain knocked me flat on my behind.
With my clothes sticking to my body, I managed to get back on my feet. I put my right hand across brow, to keep the rain out of my eyes, and sighed once more. For a reason not sure to me, I arched my eyebrow, and started to walk forward, leaning in a bit as I went.
After trudging along for a block, from Second Ave. to First, I came across an alleyway to my right, one that looked like it went three blocks, right through to Jameson Street, and near to my house, too. It had something overtop of it, and it looked as though the rain wasn’t getting in there. As I stood there, staring in at the corridor of black, the epitome of darkness, and debating whether or not to take my chances with this possible shortcut, another sheet of rain tackled me to the ground.
"That's it..." I mumbled to myself standing back up, and because I had twisted my ankle in the last fall, I limped into the tunnel and hobbled toward the light at the end.
I estimated the length of the passage to be around 25 metres, and for the first 15, there was virtually no light. I had to scrape my feet across the ground to know if there was something there. At one point, about 6 metres in, my toe hit something, and from the scratching sound it made against the old and cracked concrete pavement, I determined it to be a cardboard box.
Shortly after that, when I was at about 13 metres, I heard a cat screeching somewhere in the distance.
As the cat ran away, and I was just entering the light, a shadow appeared. There was a man standing at the other end of the tunnel, and the way the light came in, his shadow stretched across the entire last 10 metres.
He started to lurch toward me, and not knowing what to do, I did nothing. I stood perfectly still, as though I was frozen stiff. Actually, I was frozen, for my wet clothes hadn’t dried when I entered, but had gotten colder.
"H-h-hello?" I shouted out, but no one answered.
I considered turning around and leaving the way I came. However, with my sore ankle, I couldn’t go all that fast. In fact, my limp would have been slower than his shuffle, and I was already past half way. The figure would have caught up.
And as I stared at him, and studied his odd shape, I wondered, 'What's his story?'
* * *
"Scott... it's time to take your medicine."
Scott sat on the edge of the chair in his room, with his lips sealed tightly, shaking his head back and forth.
"Take the pills. It's okay... they're the same ones you take everyday."
Dora Parks, the Chief Nurse at Cascades Mental Institution, was starting to get impatient. She looked at the clock that was hanging from the wall, and behind a cage that was bolted up. It was 9:30 AM.
She moved her eyes back to her patient, Scott Sabourin, who every morning would refuse to take his pills. Some mornings she could talk him into it, and others, she would have to force them in.
She took a deep breath, and exhaled it slowly. She crouched down beside the chair he was sitting in, and looked up at him, and tried again. "It's okay. You can trust me. You've known me for years, I'm trustworthy. Would I ever give you something that would hurt you?"
Scott only opened his mouth for a moment, "No."
"Then take your medicine."
Scott opened his mouth, and Dora brought the little paper cup up to his lips. She dumped the three capsules into his mouth, and as she brought her hand away, Scott spit them out onto the floor.
Nurse Parks didn't say anything. She simply walked out of the door, and down the hall, out of Mr. Sabourin's view.
After a moment, she returned, with a new cup of pills, and two large men in orange clothes. Then men entered before her, and one of them grabbed Scott around the shoulders from behind, holding him against the back of the chair. The other grabbed Scott by the jaw, and forced it open enough for Dora to slip the pills in.
Then the man holding his jaw open clamped it shut. Scott struggled for a moment, and eventually Ms. Parks noticed a lump moving down his throat, and heard a gulping noise. "Did you finally swallow those silly pills?"
The men let go, but stood nearby. She walked back to the chair, and bent down to Scott's level. "Open."
Scott opened his mouth as wide as he could. Dora stuck her gloved finger in his mouth, and felt around. When it was apparent that he had really swallowed the pills, she stood up. "Good! Was that really so bad?"
The men walked away, and Scott looked up at her. "Dora... I'm so, so sorry. But I need justice."
He looked up at her. She was standing right in front of him, looking down at his face in confusion. What did he mean by "justice?"
He shot out of the chair, and wrapped his hands around her neck. She tried to scream for the men, who weren't that far away yet, but she couldn't. She looked at him, her eyes bugging out, and saw that he had tears running down his face, as well. He was killing the only friend he'd had for 12 years.
* * *
A drop of water dripped onto my nose as I thought about what my obituary would say. "Gary Cascelli: ..." Needless to say, I hadn't done much with my life in the last 19 years.
The man was only 5 metres away when I realized that my vivid imagination was my worst enemy. It had only occurred to me that this other person was a psycho killer, escaped from the nearby mental hospital.
But it must have been someone doing the same thing I was doing. He was getting out of the storm, or taking a shortcut home, or both. But of course, he could always have been insane or murderous either way!
Then the man stopped in front of me, and I instantly knew that he really was some sort of murderer. All he was wearing was a burgundy coloured house-coat with a name tag clipped to it. 'Scott Sabourin.' It also had two large pockets, and out of the right pocket he drew a knife.
Time seemed to slow down and speed up at the same time. I was able to analyze the knife, and the man, and remember my entire life, yet I was on the ground before I even realized that I had been stabbed.
It didn't feel like I had expected it to; a 9-inch long, 3-inch wide blade entering my abdomen, that is. I had expected the most excruciating pain shooting through my entire body, but instead, it felt as though the man had poked me with his finger.
I looked down at it, and watched as my blood slowly trickled along the blade; watched as it was ripped back out, and thrust back in again. The second one hurt more. I was so focused on the pain that I barely heard the man chanting, "JUSTICE, JUSTICE, JUSTICE!!!"
* * *
I opened my eyes, and found myself staring at a ceiling. Actually, it was a very drab ceiling. I, personally, would have liked something else to wake up to, rather than the white ceiling tiles. They weren't even white really, more of a light grey.
I was in a hospital, and was fully recovered, so the random nurse told me. But apparently I'd have to stay there for a while. The nurse told me she had to go alert the Doctor that I was awake. She said that once she did, he'd come in to see me.
I waited for about ten minutes, when finally, I heard the Doctor walk in. I was busy staring upwards, thinking about how the ceiling could be spruced up for the future residents of the bed I was in.
"Hello, Mr. Cascelli," he greeted me, as he fiddled with a hypodermic over a small sink in the corner, "I'm Doctor Sabourin. Scott Sabourin. And I want my JUSTICE!!"
He threw himself on top of me, and pinned me to the bulky hospital bed. Without care, he jabbed the needle into the vein in my arm, and injected the mystery liquid.
I wasn’t sure what it was, but whatever it was, it was making me quite tired...
* * *
I stood at the entrance-way to the alley, thinking about what would happen if I were to say, "That's it..." and limp into the tunnel and hobble towards the light at the end.
It was true that my vivid imagination was my worst enemy, and after imagining that, it tortured me by forcing me to make only one decision.
I turned away from the alley, and as I dragged my sore foot along the sidewalk, I muttered to myself, "There's no way I'm going in there..."
And as I continued on my journey home, the rain let up a bit. There was only a small drizzle now.
As I mapped out the long way home in my head again, I heard a cat screech in the distance. It sent a chill down my already icy spine, and stopped me in my tracks for a few minutes.
I was about to start trekking onward again when I heard a shuffle coming from where I was earlier. I turned around and eyed the alleyway that was now a half of a block away from me.
If my face hadn't already been frost-white from the cold, cold rain, it would have lost all its colour as my jaw dropped in a mix of panic, fear, and confusion; I had discovered the source of the shuffle.
As I watched the opening, a large, oddly-shaped man exited the alley,
**starts music-ing**
Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Can't you understand
Oh my little girl
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Enjoy the silence
**stops with the music**
L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you can adore
... **falls over**
^^^^^
look above... lyrics to one of the best songs ever...
Creep - Radiohead
Yup... **posts**
Bold the ones that apply to you... or don't... see if I care XP
001. I miss somebody right now.
002. I watch more TV than I used to.
003. I love olives.
004. I love sleeping.
005. I own lots of books.
006. I wear glasses or contact lenses.
007. I love to play video games.
008. I've tried marijuana.
009. I've watched porn movies.
010. I have been in a threesome.
011. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
012. I believe honesty is the best policy.
013. I have acne free skin.
014. I like and respect Al Sharpton.
015. I curse frequently.
016. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.
017. I have a hobby.
018. I've been told I have a nice butt.
019. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
020. I'm smart.
021. I've never broken anyone else's bones.
022. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.
023. I love rain.
024. I'm paranoid
025. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
026. I need money right now.
027. I love sushi.
028. I talk really, really fast.
029. I have fresh breath in the morning..
030. I have semi-long hair.
031. I have lost money in Las Vegas.
032. I have at least one brother and/or sister.
033. I was born in a country outside of the Canada
034. I shave my legs.
035. I have a twin.
037. I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.
038. I like the way that I look.
039. I have lied to a good friend in the past 6 months.
040. I know how to do cornrows.
041. I am usually pessimistic.
042. I have mood swings.
043. I think prostitution should be legalized.
044. I think Britney Spears is pretty.
046. I have a hidden talent.
047. I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.
048. I think that I'm popular.
049. I am currently single.
050. I have kissed someone of the same sex.
051. I enjoy talking on the phone.
052. I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
053. I love to shop.
054. I would rather shop than eat.
055. I would classify myself as ghetto.
056. I'm bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.
057. I'm obsessed with my girlfriend!
058. I don't hate anyone.
059. I'm a pretty good dancer.
060. I don't think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington.
061. I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
062. I have a cell phone.
063. I watch MTV on a daily basis.
065. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
067. I have never been in a real relationship before.
068. I've rejected someone before.
069. I currently have a crush on someone.
070. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
071. I want to have children in the future.
072. I have changed a diaper before.
073. I've had the cops called on me before.
074. I bite my nails.
075. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club.
076. I'm not allergic to anything.
077. I have a lot to learn.
078. I have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger.
079. I plan on seeing Ice Cube's newest "Friday" movie.
080. I am very shy around the opposite sex.
081. I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.
082. I have at least 5 away messages saved.
083. I have tried alcohol before.
084. I have made a move on a friend's significant other in the past.
085. I own the "SOUTH PARK" movie.
086. I have avoided assignments to be on Danchan or Livejournal.
087. When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" with a neighbor or chum.
088. I enjoy country music.
089: I love my best friends
091. I watch soap operas whenever I can.
092. I'm obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist.
093. I have used my sexuality to advance my career.
094. I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.
095. I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story".
096. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.
097. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.
098. I have dated a close friend's ex.
099. I'm happy as of this moment.
100. I have gone scuba diving.
101. Had a crush on somebody you have never met.
102. I've kissed someone I knew I shouldn't.
103. I play a musical instrument.
104. I strongly dislike math.
105. I'm procrastinating on something right now.
106. I own and use a library card.
107. I fall in "lust" more than in "love."
108. Cheese enchiladas rock my socks.
109. I think The Lord of the Rings is one of the greatest things ever.
110. I'm obsessed with the tv show "Lost."
111. I am resentful that I have to grow up.
112. I am an entirely different person around different people.
113. I think the world would be a better place if people just smiled more often.
114. I think ramen is the best kind of food in the whole world.
115. I am suffering of a broken heart.
116. I am a nerd.
117. No matter where I am or who I'm with, I always seem to be lonely.
118. I am left handed and proud of it.
119. I don't change who I am for someone else.
120. My heart resides below my feet.
121. I am a Senior in High School.
122. I enjoy smoothies.
123. I have gastritis.
124. I have nothing better to do with my time.
125. I am listening to Radiohead right now.
126. Most people call me by my middle name.
127. I once stole a music stand.
128. Pi confuses me.
129. I love NASCAR!
130. I own over 200 CDs.
131. I work 7 days a week.
132. I have once had mono.
132. I don't have the ability to make decisions without changing my mind.
133. People tell me I have a horrible sense of humor.
134. I'm only wearing underwear.
135. I had more than one Thanksgiving dinner this year.
136. I've drove to a different state to see a band I like.
137. I am the most overanalytical person I know.
138. I believe in wasting time.
139. I don't listen to much music.
140. I have a shoe fetish.
141. My favorite holiday isn't Christmas.
142. I prefer weeks off of work instead of days here and there.
143. I love sex
144. I wanna go home (Complicated)
145. I don’t know what I would do without my friends.146. Christmas threw up in my dorm room and I love it.
147. Friends is one of my favorite TV shows.
148. I'm hungry.
149. I'm watching the weather channel at the moment.
150. I Hate My Life
151. I Hate My Parents!
152: I'm realizing now that people are hypocritical and very fake.
153. I absolutely love the O.C
154. I'm a dreamer.
155. I've met a member of a boy band.
156. I have broken a bone in another state.
157. I hate my teachers!!! (Some)
158a. I tend to want what I can't have.
158b. When I can have it realize I don't deserve it.
159. Watch 23 overs of TV straight ever..
160. I hate blog quizes.
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Anyway... today... wow...
Science homeroom = study hall, which I was late for, and was marked absent, even though there were other documents stating otherwise...
Period 2 = Tech... ... whee tech... lmao regs, yahoo! heehe omg.. yeah stuff happened... blah blah... yada yada... and w/e..
P3&4 = Mrs. L signed me and Jeff out of classes to work on the newspaper, and of course, I was marked absent all afternoon as well... ... so altough I was being the most active in the school today than I have been in a while, even being called down to office at one point, and speaking with a secretary who knows who I am, I was marked absent all day. o.o **dies on regs' shoe** (she'll get it...)
So... starting after lunch, me and jeff worked on VV for hours... (him 6, me 6 + 1 hour band)... and yeah...
Me and Mrs L almost put our sponsor logos (timmys and McDonalds) on the sports page under the article about student-athlete excellence... but then realized how ironic it was...
and I did only my tech homework tonight... my least important homework... but meh... sddfasjflkj
SEACREST OUT! lmao! omg :|
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148 days until my 16th birthday... omg... I can't wait... o.O;;
yeah...
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Yes...
Danchan... back...
**wonders: what is this strange place... i've been here before?? wow.. i don't remember it...**
http://www.flashplayer.com/music/eggsong.html
**makes love to the egg song**
lol... after being at school today (10-3)... I give a friend a ride home, and on teh way back, the car breaks down!!! This happened on Ramsey View, near the turn for Laurentien... o.o;
So... we almost had to walk, but then we finally were able to call my grandmother, and she gave us a ride...
Ya...
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Ya... lol urg... I'm cleaning my room right now...
Earlier I discovered that I had a toothbrush under my chair, that I was sitting on one of those things that divides outlets, and I found year-old beef jerkey under my bed. lol and I just found a golf club =S
Yup...
OMG... this is suppsoed to be a break, and all I'm doing is working on stuff.... first I have to clean my room...
tomorrow, I have to go to my grandmother's and try and illegally install norton antivirus... o.O
and then friday I'm spending all day working on the school newspaper... *pops lips*
wow...
Ya... *sighs*
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