Hey everyone...I just feel like a retard. I reached up on the toolbar for no reason and hit the 'refresh' button and lost my whole emo rant about how much I love fitting in at Rock School, but that's okay because you don't need to hear it that much anyways.

I heart all of you, I'll post some links to Mexico pictures soon. Peace out.

"Jim Carey is Canadian? WHAT??!?!?!??!" - DJ

Say that you're into me, just let me know how it will be. If you don't know, don't say so. I'll wait 'til the perfect time, think of all the perfect lines. I'll make sure if I let you know.

xoxo.acey

It seems that whenever I'm at school, in English class, with a laptop, I post here. Weird! No, not really, I just get insanely bored. And moving my fingers really fast on the keyboard seems to cure my ADD momentarily. I fidget so much it isn't even funny...well, okay, it kinda is, heh.

Anyways, I got back from Mexico about half a week ago, and it was awesome! I loved it so much. In fact, I have pictures to show all of you lovelies when they get developed. Yes, I'm a loser and I use disposable and film cameras ((gasp)). Hate me if you must, but I don't care. Heh, that has to be the first smily I've used in a while...

I'm hungraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. Yes, hungrAAAy. I've been speaking weird for a while because it's FUN! ((wishes she could spin in her chair, but it's stuck to her desk, which is fairly heavy and made of metal and plastic. Ouch.)) Lunch is in...half an hour. I can't wait until I get 30 minutes off to spaz out, heh.

I went to Rock School yesterday afternoon, and my vocal cords are bugging me...I was singing a lot in vocals, and trying to be heard over my electric guitar, and it just wasn't working so well. So then Evana, my 'teacher', hooked up her microphone, which worked a lot better, haha. So now I'm coughing, but it's okay because that was ((poser action!)) hella fun, d00d.

I'm gonna go now, because I have to make it at least LOOK like I'm doing something halfway productive, so yeah. Buhbye now!

I came out here to tell you it rains in heaven all day long. I wanna find you so bad and let you know I'm miserable up here without you...Don't believe that it's better to leave everything behind. Don't believe that the weather is perfect the day that you-- Visit you at Baskin Robbins all the time so that you know that I am yours and you are mine. We take long walks through Central park and hold eachother's hands to fight the dark. My Bonnie lies over the ocean, my Bonnie-- die...

"Christmas Christmas Christmas, Liz likes Christmas! Presents presents presents, Liz likes presents!" -Liz, obviously...

xoxo.acey

LAR, IF YOU'RE READING THIS, I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUU and EMAIL ME!! Haha.

Hey dudes. I'm going on vacation out-of-country on Saturday, so I'll be missing all you lovelies for a while... I'm relaxing 2 weeks away on a beach through Christmas and New Years, and I'm coming back on the 1st of January. I'll tell you all about my trip when I get back...maybe.

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'Kay, after my parents finish telling me how evil, satanic, dangerous, pointless, demonic, [insert your own evilly derrogatory word -here-] tarot cards are...I walk into the office...open the drawer...and there's a pack of tarot cards! So right now I'm kinda weirded out because my dad says they've been there for a million years (cough-overexaggeration-cough), but I just noticed them now...x.O...So yeah. they're still uber cool, and now I'm becoming a bit of the weird kid in the neighborhood who practices pagan rituals, reads palms, and performs tarot card spreads on her front lawn...(shrug) meh. I like the title, teehee.

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I'm, and the cards say too (in your face, Emm.), really angry and stressed about afterschool today. Emily doesn't believe me when I say the cards work, and she's making me angry because I believe that they do, and then she goes and shoots 'em down because there isn't any 'scientific evidence'. Bull. Just because there isn't any scientific evidence for them doesn't mean there's some against them. They haven't been proven or disproven. She even has a speech, as she calls it, about tarot cards, palm reading, ouija boards, all that...and how it doesn't work. I've tried a ouija board several times, and it just doesn't work...the planchette can 'work' by your subconcious mind causing your finger to nudge in the direction of a certain letter. And what the hell is with turning it into a game by Hasbro or whoever?! I mean, honestly: ouija boards are known for connections with demons and evil forces. Why make that into a children's game?!?!?!?! Oy.

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...Now that I've vented at you...heh...I'm going to go pack my bags. In case any of you beautiful people (heh...Marilyn Manson just walked into my head singing...x__x) want to know where I'm going...Mexico! Arriba upstairs! ...Yes, arriba is Spanish for 'upstairs'...o__o

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My heart is broke, but I have some glue. Help me inhale and mend it with you. We'll float around, hang out on clouds. Then we'll come down and have a hangover. I have a hangover, I have a hangover, I have a hangover. Skin the sun, fall asleep. Wish away, the soul is cheap. Lesson learned, wish me luck. Soothe the burn, wake me up. I'm not like them, but I can pretend. The sun is gone, but I have a light. The day is done, but I'm having fun. I think I'm done, but maybe just happy.

"It's like what Kathleen said about how in school there was this class that you went to and they were teaching the girls how to prepare themselves for rape and when you looked outside and saw the rapers outside playing football and you said "they are the ones who should be in here being taught not to rape." -Kurt Cobain, 'Kurt Cobain Journals' (you should all get this book...it's so awesome...)

Hey all! I WENT TO THE MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE CONCERT! IT WAS KICK. ASS.

And the best part is...Frank looked right at me! 'Kay, kiddies, sit down. It's storytime!

Okay. So I have this friend from Canada named Lar. She was gonna go to the BC show, but she couldn't get a ride, so I told her I'd yell something to Frank for her. So, they played an encore of 'I'm Not Okay', and I was right in the middle of a mosh pit, but that's beside the point. So the crowd had died down a bit when they finished, and I started yelling out 'Frank! Frankie! Hey, Frank!' and eventually I started to yell "FRANK! LAR AND I WANT TO BEAR YOUR CHILDREN, FRANK! FRANKIEEEE!" and after about 5 times of yelling that, he looked up a bit and I was waving my arms around and he smiled at me! Squeeee!

So yeah.In no particular order, they played:
I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love:
Honey, This Mirror Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us ... Our Lady Of Sorrows ... Drowning Lessons

Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge:
Helena ... Give 'Em Hell, Kid ... To The End ... You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison ... I'm Not Okay ... Ghost Of You ... The Jetset Life Is Gonna Kill You ... Interlude ... Thank You For The Venom ... Hang Em High ... It's Not A Fashion Statement, It's A Deathwish ... Cemetary Drive ... I Never Told You What I Did For A Living

New Album due out in early 2006:
...they didn't tell us the name...but it was 1 new song, and it was awesome...

'Covers':
The start of the Carpenters' 'Superstar'...that was weird...


Outfits:
Mikey: cutest mime t-shirt everrrrrr ((black and white striped, long sleeved)), black beanie, black pants I think.
Gerard: black long sleeve dress shirt, SWAT vest, crusty nasty black pants ((hahahaha))
Frank: long sleeved black shirt, blue jeans, fingerless gloves
Ray: I couldn't see...I was right in front of Frank...
Bob: from what I could see, a black hoodie...and black pants, I think...

I was an armspan away from the stage, too! It was so freaking awesome...Hahahahaha, Gerard was all 'We love you, and we know you love us...even though my pants are kinda nasty...'

And Gerard didn't kiss Frankie! I was all sad...heh, I was waiting for it...He did smack his hand down on Frank's head though, and like...hold onto the front of his head, I dunno...it was weird.

Frank hadn't shaved in a while...it was weird, haha.

Haha! There were people writing their phone numbers on their gear trailer in the dirt that was clinging to the side, and I was so tempted to write '1 - 800 - Gerard - and - or - Frank - will - never - call - you - so - stop - writing - your - numbers - in - the - grime - on - their - trailer - because - that - is - nasty' ... It woulda been so funny...

So yeah, there's my concert review, I heart you all...
xoxo alice

Hey, I just realized how much that hurts my eyes...the red and green...><

So now it matches my hair! Whoopee! There's a picture of me there, too...

I love my hair.

xoxo.alice