Finals Finals Finals!!!

So this Thursday/Friday is finals, as most of you knowwww.

I'm so excited to be this much closer to graduating. So basically I have two papers to write, as well as a test to make up. Before thursday. So, needless to say, I'll be writing papers tomorrow night. I'm still pretty down in the dumpy dump dumps right now. >-< errrrg!! I don't deal with stress well, but I deal even worse when I'm not. . . doing well.

Let's just say, a change should do me some good. A change in hair (I'm dying/cutting it!) as well as school schedule should help. Blek, and I don't think I'll be taking AP Comp. The closer I get to Portland with PizzaHut the better off I'll be. Charlieissocoollike, and twitter are my two new addictions. You should become addicted too. I would recomend it.


With Bad Intentions in Mind,

RunningInCircles

Where I Stand: Issue One, Boys and Girls

Is he gay?!

No. I know alex, he is bi!

No way, he's gay.

I said BI!


Bitch, Let me tell you. I am . . . A confusing one.  so here we go!

Boys:

I like em.  So, basically when it comes to boys I want a normal one. Not a feminine guy. I look for guys who act like all of us, normal. We aren't overly douchy, or femme. I like guys who play video games, maybe play a sport, or have a hobby of sorts. On top of this nice haircuts, a decent face and a decent IQ are also required. Nothing big. haha Big

Girls:

I dig em. I like most girls. Not as much as boys mind you, but they're fun. . . hehe

This has been RunningInCircles, and this . . . is where I stand.

Lets Stalk me!

So, I decided to invest in a twitter, sooooo without furtherAdue,
http://twitter.com/#!/KeShaOfTheFlies

I promise I'll update for youuuu! I suggest joining Twitter, it's always good to stay up on fads like these. My reasoning behind this is that if you don't you fall behind everyone else! Like those Myspace users >.>

Anyways, I will also be redoing my schedule, so expect to see me in APComp, and Not in Keyboarding 2.


RunningInCircles, KeShaOfTheFlies

Sex Dreams and Addictions

My new addiction is cleaning. I loveeeeeee it!!!

Alll I do is sweep, brush, wipe, spray, and scrub. All with music of course. And All I thi- Okay, I know why you all came here, you all want to have an update on the Wienery. . .

Welllll sirANDormam, I am totally celebit. No more touchy touchy, feely feely. And It's leaving me with the most intense dreams evaaaah!!!  Like, I knew about the lack of Wiernery and it's effects on my sleep, but I didn't expect this intense of a dream....

Oh gawwwwd.

RunningInCircles

Struggles of the all too sane.

I'm sitting here, eleven at night, concimplenting my whole life. The ideal person i want to be with, the perfect person, is unobtainable. I have fallen head over heels for this idea of a striaght guy. I like the attitudes intellegent guys bring. Just, what do i do? As i sit here and type to you, I have virtually no clue how my life is going to end up now. Everything I want, is unobtainable. What can I do? I look at people who are really my type of person, and think I "want a guy like that". But I will never have that? What is the point? Like, I just... don't know. I hate this idea of sexual deviance, I hate the idea of it right now. Being gay is so complicated and is an unneccisary burden I am forced to live with. It's like I was built backwards, I'm not fit for this society. I don't even further the species! The existence of me is rediculously unneccisary. If we are all born for a reason, someone please, tell me mine.

And Stop fucking hiding it from me. . .

RunningInCircles

The Challenge

Girls, get over yourselves. So what if you have a period? Childbirth is an old excuse. Being Gay is far harder. (Hahahahaaaa, harder) You get to have sex with boys, alllll kinds! The attractive straight ones. The ones I like! So yeah, I get the left overs. Not fun.

Along with my sudden realization that life is created for straight people, and I how I had evolution itself against me I decided this. If I have a chance at being the best person I can be, I need to change a few things~ Three things, to be exact. And here is my challenge, my changing.

Physical - I decided that once Wednesday rolls around, I will no longer  eat fats food. Along with this, I'll be drinking water as much as possible. Eventually, once it isn't fucking freezeing, working out daily again will be done too. Oh, and no more visiting the weinery!!! Yes, I SAID IT!
Mental - Along with the diet/exercise, I'm going to try to be more posative. I won't be all strawberryshortcakebuuuuulllshit, but I'll try to be posative. Also, I won't be a doing anything I don't want to, so I'll be erasing my name from the forensics board soon.
Future - Fuck culinary school. That sounds terrible. I want go to real school. A real College. So I will no longer be trying to fake this.

From now on, I will be living life for myself. All I want to do is be Happy. And, I want a boyfriend :-)

Oh, and I heard it's supposed to snow tonight, you all better do a snow dance bitches.


RunningInCircles

Damn you....well whocan I damn?

This little problem all started while watching: CharlieIsSoCoolLike

Well, needless to say, he is attractive, and smart. He also has hair that makes my face MELT. But anyways, he goes on talking about something, I dunno, I watching, not listening. Until he comes across FanFictions and BoyXBoy Drawings of him and this other Youtuber. He brings up how he is Hetero anddddddd ~fuck you life.

It hits me like a ton of bricks. If there is some sort of higher power, be it Aliens, some diety or fucking Cinderella, whoever it could be, can take it upon themselves to get fucked. Now it's not that I don't like who I am, but if I had a choice, I would have picked to be a straight male, or Female. Not this halfbreed. Im a mudblood! And life like to fuck with us. "Will Alex have a, easy life? psh. fuck that! Lets make him like the opposite of what furthers his race.

Lets be a big dick about everything. So yeah, fuck you. Fucky You long time. Fucketh, you, Life


RunningInCircles

MEGAWEEKEND Update 2

Cleaning has become my life.

Ever since my mom promised me a 3DS, that's all I've really been doing. I even made a Cleaning Playlist on my ipod. It's such a good playlist I only listen to it. Well I need dance music when I clean, so really, I've been cleaning dancing this whole weekend.

But whatever, it gets the jorb done,

RunningInCircles

MEGAWEEKEND - Day 1

Boredom, if it could kill, I'd be dead.

So day off number one:

My day consisted of cleaning, Playing Smash bros and Pokemon, listening to music, and watching my favorite channel... if you catch my drift.I am thouroughly unkept. My hair looks like I've been "whippin it back and forth" for three hours straight. Yep. That's bleach for you. I'm in yesterdays undies and an ugly T shirt. -.-

Someone make plans with me~

RunningInCircles

Color Of The Month.......

Green

Yes, the color thing will be monthly! So this blog is a little late, i apologize! I have been giving speeches left and right as well as doing homework. But thank god I managed to finish it all before the six day break!

Woo yes. Motha Fucka.

So yeah, life has been pretty uneventful. I've spent my time looking at AHotBoy in one of my classes.I managed to emberass my friend and involve him. Someone say win. This kid is the type of cute like... tackle them to the floor and poke their adorable face cute. But he likes the vagggggggggg.

Hah, like that's stopped me before?

RunningInCircles

P.s. I'll be posting my top secret artists soon! I think you'll like them!

Born this way.

^^^^^
My Ode to the "Born This Way" by Lady Gaga. This song is my anthem. You can't hate me.

As a ten year old, you know what you like. You like....Pokemon, wrestleing, Bugs, Animals, boys? Yes.
I've always known. My first real crush was a boy who we'll call JayJay.  I was a sophmore. And I recall the memory perfectly.

 It's like the first time I touched the ocean with my bare feet. Or the first time I let speedy winds blow through my hair freely. This new rush was so delectable; it was mind blowing and life altering. His smile, his nose, his glittery eyes. This was all new to me, a boy? How could I feel like this about someone so nearly identical to me?

The cold and dreary mornings of fall always bring a sort of London-esk and wolf man feel to my small town. This morning was no different, I awoke the my personal London, the smell of cool fog and the quick hum of traffic. In the cold air my hands grip tighter and tighter, then I slowly release and stretch them out. I was numb within minutes, my nose and ear had to be red because I could feel the pulse of blood like a multiple hearts. I walk on the bus, wandering to my usual seat and almost like it was an instinct, I sit down, release my backpack and put on my headphones. Eyes glued to the window I watch the scenery move slowly, my own personal movie that always is on replay every morning. Bus stops, headphones manage their way back to my pocket and my backpack somehow is on me once more. Everything was so expected at this point. Life went by and I didn't realize it half the time. Little did I know a new part of me was about to be awakened. I use the word awakened because it seems like its always been there, just in slumber until the time was right. And the timing couldn't have been better. The girl of my dreams was gone, an empty place in my heart, and it was about to be filled. I walk into our blood and tar colored school, how dreary could a single carpet/floor scheme be? Walking to my locker I hear something luring, maybe eve felt this way when the serpent called her name? Maybe, I'm not really sure.

"Hey Alex" said the child like voice, with a hint of perfectness. A giggle rang like a tuning fork, so distinct I wasn't quite sure why everyone else wasn't looking for the owner like I was. I focus my eyes in front of me. Bam! Crash! Sqeal! Who is he? Do I know him? Is that HIM? It was, the boy who my "dream girl" left me for.

"I'm JayJay, I'm Sunshine's friend. Remember?" His curls, his handkerchief, the vampire child band tee. Like the wings of an angel my heart soared through the sky at a dramatic rate. Then this angel-heart of mine was deluged by the deep murky waters of love. That small conversation changed me, my views on everything will never be the same. They just can't be.
How could it be?

Baby, I was born this way,

RunningInCircles

Bruises and Booty Bouncing

HOME ALONE!!!!

was goooood. I thouroughly enjoyed it. I remmeber early morning hearing everyone leave, and then silence. So I smiled..... and slipped my underwear off. I refused to wear them! all I really did was be a silent cat, slinking around, bouncing my booty to Just Dance 2 (Or JD2 for the cooooo kids) and ... you know, the weinery...

But wait! I did more!! I was an idiot and thought that I could make it downstairs without stepping on a stair. Well, I made it down them all right. Sliding on my Fucking Ass all the way down. I realized moments later that I was a masochist... I loved how it felt, the warm rugburn feeling on my skin, the sesative bruising skin.

Oh, and I made Brownies :)


With love,

RunningInCircles

The Insane, and The alone. Guess which one I am?!

Yes. I will be home alone, from wednesday, to thursday afternoon. Not long, I know this. But long enough for some fucking piece. My brother is video gamey. My mother is an adult....Yawwwm. My neice is five, and my sister is retarded.

Alex time, yeah.... that sounds nice. I need some me time.

Speaking of home alone and defenseless. My Insane ex named INSANE! texted me today. Like it was nothing. Awwwwe, does he think begging for friendship is attractive? Awh. Poor him.


Guess he didn't get the memo.

I don't dig pussy.


Beating up one whimp at a time,

RunningInCircles.

Peanutbutter Toast and Condoms.

There i am, scootering about my house while my sister rants about how this condom she found needs to be hidden before mom comes home.

"It's Probably Adams-" I muched. Chewing peices of peanutbutter toast.
"Gross." she says.
"Give it to me," I say, holding my hand out. "it's better I have it then him."
So she hands it to me, and there I am. All peanutbuttery, and holding a condom ALL while riding a scooter. I should join a circus, right? anyways, long story short and the condom ends up getting used. afterall, isn't that every condoms dream? To be used? To be streched by a stiff Dillan?

It was gross.

Yuck, I think, looking down at my penis. It looks like it's packaged and ready for heavy handling. Like it's being shipped off and sold somewhere far away. Condoms suck, and I'm over peanutbutter.

Besides, who knows? Maybe It will be sold somewhere far away, *winkwink*

With an open heart, and an Empty Stomach,

RunningInCircles

MegaBLOG!

Sorry for the lack of updates ^.^"

My computer has been escaping my graps the last few days, and I have been pretty damn busy. But we have some shit to be talked about! Oh yes. This will be broken up into three parts.....

Part One: The Ghost Hunt.

Never fucking happened. Vanna must have gotten cold feet and ran off. Which is fine with  me, she can hang out with whoever she wants instead. But that leaves a ghostbuster alone, and in need of a partner. So, if you are interested in said position, *Transforms into a seductive secretary*

"We are looking for someone to fill her position" *winks*

But yeah, Lithia park is where we will be starting, if you've forgotten!

Part Two: Couples? Fuck em.

So I'm sitting at my friend Lizards house. And everyone is coupled up, leaving me all alone in this disgusting mood. I had a bad taste in my mouth. I was pretty much jealous of them. I mean, look at them!

*Points to three couples cuddled up together* Fuck em. I hate watching this. I can't stand being the third/fifth/seventh wheel. I was basically forced to watch everything I wish I had be dangled in front of me. Lame. Sauce.

Part Three: Drowning.

Do you ever feel like you are stuck in one place? That you just aren't going anywhere? Like you're dorwning in your surroundings? Your family. Your house. Your routine. Your life.

AHHHHHHHHH! I feel like that right now. As I type this, I want to do something crazy! I want to go out and have fun. So, if you really are interested in Legend Tripping, Comment Bitch.

My name is ringing true,


RunningInCircles.

I have Claws. And other weird things.

CLAWSSS!

I've noticed that ever since i tried to master choreography to "Bad Romance" I picked up a weird habit. One of the dance moves requires you to coil your fingers back, like a bear claw or some bird talon. This dance move has become another one of my many idiotic habits.

"Hey Alex so-....what is that?"

*Hands are in CLAW FORMATION!* Note: You must say claw formation like a Power Ranger would.

"Ummm... nothing..."


On top of Claw Formation I have this habit that me and my friends have developed. And trust me, we can get you hooked on it too. We use the word cat like a homeless prostitute uses perfume. ALL TOO MUCH. You can't just try it for a day either, you will do it all the time. It's like shaving, don't start unless you're willing to be commited. Bitch, I'm not even commited enough to shave regularly! I should have never ever started this habit.

Anyone scared of sex? Because if so, speak now before I start bringing it up in my blog. Sex?! you may ask. YES. SEX! SEX SEX


With much Sex, 

RunningInCircles

Childhood

I was.....weird as a kid. Not weird, like "Oh, my son is seven, and still pees his pants." Or, "The whole barking like a dog thing won't happen again, I'll talk to him about it."


But more weird like "So, your son.....and my son.... got into my condoms today..."


Yeah. Growing up, I was that kind of weird. I went through a weird obsession. (Actually me and my cousins did) This obsession sort of was a tangent from my art obsession. I.....drew penis's. A lot. But I didn't want my parents to see them so I stuffed them in places! Under my bed, aboved my closet, and behind my dresser. My first porno mag (And Last) was of this weird Japanese comic book. It was a scanulation of a funny part. Looking back at it, it was pretty funny. I kept it behind my dresser as well as the penis drawings. It depcited a crudely drawn boy with an Elephant drawn around his dick area. Haha, it was funny!! OKAY?

I actually watched that show on adult swim. It was called Shin Chan! He was naked a lot.


I didn't mind.