Hey Hey Hey

Well I don't really know what I should write about but I feel like I should write about something, ya know?

I'm not doing my Italy post until I get back home.. The internet here is crappy and when I try to upload photos anywhere it just... doesn't work. Except to Facebook. I can upload to Facebook. WTF, world? Why only Facebook?

Anyways, I've been doing a lot of reading lately. I got a Kindle for Christmas, so yeah you know. Right now I'm reading Angela's Ashes... I already talked about that in an earlier post. Yada yada. It's a really truly amazing book. I'm almost halfway through it and when I'm reading it, you have to do everything in your power to gt me away from it. But while we're on the subject of reading, I think everyone should read this article. It's about the stereotype that bisexuality isn't actually a sexual orientation. I read it and I think it's fabuloso.

SUPERAWESOMECOOL ARTICLE

So yeah, that. Amazing. True. I hate when people say "you're either gay or you're straight and there's no in between... if you consider yourself bi it's just a fad or a phase and you'll get over it." That's stupid and ignorant and quite frankly, offensive. I've had close family members say that, to my face. Of course, I'm not out to them because I don't want to take the teasing but whatever. If they haven't figured it out already that I like boys and girls they're stupid because I'm purposefully dropping hints left and right with everyone I know.

Woah. I just got really lightheaded and felt like I was falling. It's still happening. But I figure I'll write/type my way through it.

On another subject, I've also been playing a lot of Mario Kart lately. I LOVE MARIOKART. Just throwing that out there. But I'm trying to unlock two cups for the 150cc and I CAN'T. And it's killing me and it's frustrating as hell. But I'll keep playing until the day I die... Or my DS stops working.

Last subject: Musica. Oh wow wow. I love music. Duh. Music is about the best thing that ever happened to me. So I thought I'd recommend a few songs today because.. Well I don't know, you should just all enjoy their greatness.

Up Past the Nursery -- Suuns
Angela Surf City -- The Walkmen
Bold With Fire (French Quarter) -- Andrew Jackson Jihad
Yulia -- Wolf Parade
World Sick -- Broken Social Scene
Par avion -- FM Belfast
Solitude is Bliss -- Tame Impala
Collector -- Here We Go Magic

Alright that's enough for today. Read, play, listen, enjoy.

-Ayden

Stranger Heart

Well, firstly, I owe an apology.

To anyone that actually follows my blog (hm.. no one?).

These last few weeks have been nothing but hectic and hormonal and insane. Fun, too. But crazy.

I guess I owe it to myself to keep writing. It's good for me. It keeps me thinking, processing, and not dwelling. I'm a dweller. I dwell on things. Stupid things, mostly.

And I'm not going to pretend this is a diary or something and fill you in on the darkest details of the past three/four weeks. I'm not actually going to fill you in on any of the details, other than the fact that I hung out with my friends a lot, met someone really awesome, listened to a lot of music, did a lot of homework and not a lot of sleeping, and make a Tumblr (oh, I know. I'm just as ashamed of myself as you are of me).

Got my passport in the mail today- That's right, I'm leaving for Italy on the 20th of December. I'm pretty stoked, needless to say.

Jeeze, I just realized I haven't said anything about Halloween. Goodness gracious. Well, Halloween this year was definitely the best one I've had in a very long time. And I enjoyed it very much.

Okay, maybe tomorrow I'll write about Thanksgiving and all that other fun stuff, maybe post a playlist or two.

In the meantime, if you're interested in what I'm interested in, here's the link to my Tumblr: CLICK HURR

Alrighty then.

HAVE A HAPPY TURKEY DAY, FRIENDS


-Ayden

me and my girl, we like fries.

Heartbeat City

Where you been darling, darling?

As you magnificently observant blog readers may have noticed, I changed my banner picture. Feel it more accurately represents my personality. Yes, that is correct, I am a murderous psycho-bitch. Take it as it be.

This was the most fantastic weekend of my life. It was the first time I had ever stayed home alone. No, I did not throw a crazy party of the year and have giant orgies. I had my two best friends over and we hung out. And it was the best time I had in a very long time. 

Now I have to look forward to school tomorrow. Ew. But hey, it's life. I got a pretty great weekend. And you sorta got to pay for the great things with making it through the crappy things. 

Friday is Halloween at my school. How would you describe Halloween at Orange County High School of the Arts? Hm. It's a holiday. Bigger than Christmas. Almost as cool as the last day when the seniors display that year's attempt of a senior prank (Class of 2010 still owns). I don't know how it is at normal high schools, but if you don't come dressed up on Halloween, you're considered the weird one. 

Rachael and I have a pretty good idea this year, if I may say so myself. I don't know if we're ever going to actually get it done, considering the fact that we need to have this stuff ready for Friday and we don't have anything we need. I think we're going to this "Halloween Mega Store" that opened up where Circuit City used to be. 

Does anyone know where you can find a top hat?

Okay... Quick music change on the iPod... Now a subject change. Italy is literally calling my name. I'm definitely going over winter break... Unfortuanetly, I don't think Rachael is going to be able to go with me. But once I get a job this summer I'll make sure the two of us are saving up money and maybe the two of us could go after we graduate.

Yes, I wrote that whole thing as if I was talking to Rachael. Prosibly because she's basically the only person that actually reads my blog. And I doubt anyone would contest that.

Okay, I'm getting the Sunday Night Sleepies... I'm going to go lay down and do... something. Eat ice cream. Drink water. I don't know. Sunday Night Sleepy things. 

-Ayden

*No photo ending today... Blogger is being moody. Stupid women.*

Everybody needs a little song...

I don't know if you'll like my taste in music... But I feel you should give everything a chance. Here's some suggestions:

(There's going to be repeats in artists)
(Listed in no particular order- just the order they came up on my iPod!!)

Tighten Up - The Black Keys
Reprise - Grizzly Bear
Don't to Do - Lissy Trullie
The Last Hour - Elliott Smith
The Equaliser - Clinic
Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand
Too Afraid to Love You - The Black Keys
Mi Viejo - Ratatat
Sun Hands - Local Natives
Factory - Band of Horses
Hollywood Bowl - Band of Skulls

While compiling this list, I've decided that once or twice a week I will make a music post, based on a certain theme, mood, or whatever. The songs above are random but they're all pretty fun, I think.

Any suggestions? Go ahead and let me know!! (Comment)

-Ayden

Foam Darts & Torn Tights

Yesterday I went to Target with my grandma & siblings. She bought us three foam dart guns (like Nerf guns- but the cheap generic brand kind.)

They are the first guns the three of us have ever had- our mom didn't want to encourage violence around the house, or maybe she just didn't want my sister shooting my brother in the head multiple times until he cried (which she has since done three times.) Needless to say, we were pretty excited. And we have engaged in two wars. We don't really have many darts- Devan and Nolan each get eight, I get nine - and that makes things a little complicated, but these stupid toys have really made my day, to be honest.

Here's my tactics: I keep my gun (and my darts) next to my bed, within reach. When my brother or sister come in uninvited, I shoot them. It works wonders. They stay away.

Second subject. I've recently become obsessed with wearing tights. Maybe it's pure laziness (it's almost winter... I don't want to shave my legs. But I still do. ?) but I like it because they're different. And you can basically wear them with anything- shorts, dresses, skirts, etc. Not really sure what else you could wear them with, but you get my jist.

Third and final subject; Music. I don't know if you've heard of the band Mumford and Sons, but if you haven't, you better break out your iTunes or Vuze or Limewire or whatever you use to get your music. Mumford and Sons is honestly one of the best bands right now. And their new album Sigh No More is absolutely orgasmic for a music lover. Unless you like country music. Then you just need to be shot.

If there's a way for me to embed music on here, someone let me know. I'd love to share!

-Ayden

Photo which has absolutely no relation whatsoever to this blog:

The "Happy Board" at school

(it's supposed to be made of things that make you happy)

Let Us See

Life about now.. Is crazy.

I know, it's only six weeks into the school year. And here I sit, procrastinating doing my late math homework.

It's not like I have anything against math... Oh no, wait, I definitely do. Math was made up somewhere along the line when they deemed electric chairs and limb stretchers inhumane. So they came up with mathematics. Math is torture that does not screw up your body, it just fucks with your brain. (Pardon my French)

These math teachers stand at the front of the class preaching to the crowds of poor, suffering children/young adults, expecting them to not only understand but to PAY ATTENTION. What can I say? This whole "math requirement" to graduate is a cruel and [un]usual punishment.

And then, these evil creators of torture (so-called "mathematicians") decided to make everyone's life even harder. You want to know what they did this time? They used their insanely confusing brain functions and created the internet. And not too long after that, they created Facebook.

Pure, pure torture. I can just picture my own math teacher, so cool and collected on the outside, sitting at his desk during his student-free period, laughing maniacally as he works on the Facebook subliminal messages, making that stupid webpage more and more addicting as his math assignments grow in length and difficulty. He knows us students have no clue what is n equals, and he also knows that we do not care. So he decides to screw us over by giving us crazy tests that we have no idea how to do and end up FAILING miserably.

I'm not really sure if this makes any sense at all to anyone reading this... I'm multi-tasking as I write this (music, Facebook, math homework) so it's more of a mental explosion on the page. Enjoy this as you sit there attempting to do your own math homework, and realize that your brain is slowly melting out of your ears.

Welcome to the party.

-Ayden

PS- Here's a little picture that somewhat relates to math, but would make everyone's life so much better if math was actually this simple.

15 Reasons 9/18 Was the Best Day of My Life

1. Ciara likes Girls. A lot. She really likes Girls. She would bang them all if she could. She thinks they're all so hot.

2. "I wish I had a pizza and a bottle of wine."

3. Carrying a full air mattress upstairs.

5. "She was on the wrong P2."

6. "WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?" ("A double rainbow!")

7. Feeling like a caged animal.

8. Giving a crack-whore all the rest of our money.

9. Phoenix.

10. "They're so French. They even sang in French. That's so French."

11. The daddy-longlegs on my door. ("It likes your posters!")

12. "Who wants to go to Scary Church instead of IHOP?"

13. "Reach out and touch me I'M RIGHT HERE!"

14. "This French song is making me feel nostalgic."

15. "Why'd they get off stage?" "I think they're going to be lowered on wires." "And then explode?" "Well, a phoenix is technically a firebird, so yeah I guess that makes sense."

-Ayden