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[Mar. 2nd, 2010|12:21 pm] |
Regardless of the crazy running around and panic, I thought it was pretty cool. The design in the sky? I don't know! Then again, you are talking to the girl who preferred attending Zombie Prom, and dressed up as a zombie princess. Go figure, right?
Think it would be a problem if I used it in some of my artwork? No? Good. Because I was going to anyway! What? Like anyone's really going to care if I use a bit of of the design in my own projects. I was looking for some inspiration anyway.
By the way, if anyone sees a leprechaun running around? It wasn't me, but just a warning? He bites. |
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[Feb. 26th, 2010|10:33 am] |
SPAM. THE DRILL. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.
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[Feb. 15th, 2010|01:07 pm] |
You know, telling the truth really isn't all that bad. I mean, if you want to tell the truth that is. Not that lying is right, either. But sometimes you should just tell the truth, you know? Sort of set yourself free or something.
So, how about those crazy winter games of epic proportions, am I right? |
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| February 6, 2010 |
[Feb. 6th, 2010|10:18 pm] |
What's going on? This isn't normal! What is going on in this town?
I want to go home! I just want to go home! Nothing I ever try works! This isn't fair!
Why won't it stop? Why are people yelling?
I need Justin and Max. I need my brothers. They would know what to do. They always do. |
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| January 27, 2010 |
[Jan. 27th, 2010|01:13 am] |
...really?
People really subjected themselves to be auctioned off to strange people around this town?
Really?
...And people think I'm weird? |
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| January 25, 2010 |
[Jan. 25th, 2010|12:20 am] |
It's kind of a scary thought, but even with this obscenely hot weather, I managed to go through some paperwork and meetings at the university. College + Alex Russo = my brothers and parents would flip! Harper probably would too, or ask if I was feeling okay. School, and academics in general, were never my high point. I mean, really though. Who needs to know about all those historical things, or how to add A and B together and then divide by D, which some how gets you X? Dad would be totally annoyed by this, but I have magic and magic does things for me. Therefore, my focus has been on bettering those skills.
But, I decided that doing something else on the side wouldn't be so bad. Since my drum career isn't going to work out - thanks for being a no show still, Justin! - I can find the proverbial Plan B. I also am looking at working part time at Van Gogh's. Art shop, Alex loves Art, Alex wants to be an Art major; it's so not rocket science.
And just for whoever wrote it's information, my spells are not weird. My spells make sense. It's not like those other wizards here who use all those goofy latinesque words that don't make sense. So, you know, there. |
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| January 19, 2010 |
[Jan. 19th, 2010|11:38 am] |
Just as I was getting use to the cold weather, it's now a million degrees outside. I've used Badhairdayus Dissapearus so many times now to get rid of the constant frizz that the humidity is causing that it's becoming my answer to just about anything. Even if it doesn't have a thing to do with bad hair or hair in general.
Oh, and another thing? Are all the generally bad things done with? I like excitement as much as the next person, but the extent of my "bad" things was momentarily turning evil - which was so not attractive mind you - and rounding up some monsters that my little brother Max let loose from a book. See? Not the brightest bulb out there. I kid you not. Although, I can only assume sending them away on a train to Spain wasn't the best idea that I've ever had. But, yeah. We don't go in to that.
I'm seriously considering just doing what I did while it was a tundra outside and spending time in a nice, cool-themed book for a while. Maybe just a book with impressionist paintings in them. Monet's Footbridge always looks refreshing.
And if anyone is looking for the one kid who isn't missing or dead - wow that was kind of cryptic, yeesh - I totally did not send him to Mars. Really. I didn't. No matter what anyone else says. |
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| January 12, 2010 |
[Jan. 12th, 2010|12:07 am] |
Hello, Weather?
I would like to buy a first class ticket to a warm climate, or heat.
Why didn't I pay attention during weather spells? And Justin, why aren't you here to say "Stand back. I'll do it, Alex." and then follow it up with some comment how if I paid more attention I would know this stuff?
I really do need more blankets. The five I have just aren't cutting it. |
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| January 5, 2010 |
[Jan. 5th, 2010|11:53 pm] |
What is with this weather?? I mean, Justin (and I) has played with the weather before, which made Mother Nature really angry. Did you know that she wears leather and kind of looks like a badly dressed biker chick? True story! Leather vest over some stereotypical 70s peace movement tee shirt. She's pretty cool, though. I mean, I definitely could hang out with her. At least I was able to get her to stop the constant rain show over Justin's head. It was pretty hilarious, though. Another thing I really wish I would have thought of.
...You know, I could just take care of this cold weather myself. At least for me. Maybe I can try and do what Justin did, but on myself. Have constant warmth while the rest of Aiode is freezing? Hmm! Might be worth a shot. Although...does anyone else want to have a bit of sun? I need a test subject volunteer! Where's Piper or Max when I need them?
I also need to figure out the light spell since we continue to lose power and I really can't do anything without lights on when it's dark. Which includes looking through my spell book to find said light spell. |
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| December 13, 2009 |
[Dec. 14th, 2009|12:29 am] |
The dance was all right. Kind of lame, but no offense. I think all dances are lame. Sorry! It's just the way I seem to work. Really. If she was here, you could ask Harper. I totally created non-prom, which turned out to be a pretty awesome zombie prom. But then it turned out to be cooler than the actual prom...
That didn't turn out the way I hoped, but I totally blame my brother and his vampire girlfriend for that. Oh, and Max since he invited actual zombies to the zombie-themed prom. Did you know that zombies really don't know how to dance? Well, they don't dance well. Just keep that in mind if you ever want to get away from a zombie. I think it has something to do with the fact that their legs and arms fall off way too easily. Now that was funny.
So, yeah. That weird nineteenth century thing? So not fun. Really. Justin would have had such a nerd moment, but me? Not so much. I've done the whole black and white thing before. I mean, we weren't in black and white, but it should have been the same thing anyway. I mean using candles and lamps and stuff? Thank goodness for heating spells. I don't think I would have made it. At all. |
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| December 5, 2009 |
[Dec. 5th, 2009|10:29 am] |
There's another dance? Okay, how many dance things does this place have in a year? The Halloween dance was cool - still not completely over believing I was a zombie, but it could have been worse - and a good party is never a bad thing, but really? More semi-formal gatherings? Ugh. Well, forget it. I'm not going and there's not a thing anyone can say to make me change my mind. Unless, of course, someone decides to throw a non-winter formal dance and I can wear something other than a dress and heels.
Definitely giving props to Selphie's Thanksgiving party. I'll admit that, yeah, I was really missing home. Mom makes the best stuffing and her turkey isn't like your normal turkey. But the food everyone brought and offered was really good. Didn't really even mind walking around with purple hair for a while either. I mean, I finally had to change it back, but it took way more time and research than I like to put into spells. It was way too weird. Definitely magic that I've never heard of before. I figured Hairus Changeus Backus would work, but, ah, it didn't. It needed some weird, complicated Latiny type spell.
Who uses Latin for spells these days anyway? Boring wizards. That's who.
I wonder if Mom and Dad put up the tree yet...man! I bet Max got to put the star on the top. It's always been my job, but since I'm not there and stuff, I know he gets to do it. So not fair. |
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| November 2, 2009 |
[Nov. 2nd, 2009|11:19 pm] |
You know, part of me sort of always wanted to know what being a zombie would be like.
If I ever get that feeling again, somebody hit me. No, really. I won't hit you back, because being a zombie is so not what I thought it would be like. Well, at least having that lingering feeling that I want to eat brains was just gross. And, really, what do brains taste like? I don't even know, but I had a taste for them. I'm hoping they taste like chicken. Or chocolate. Chocolate would be great. Chocolate brains -- why doesn't someone make a cereal like that? I would buy it.
Wait. Nevermind. I'll just...take care of taking care of that thought. Yeah. Forget I even wrote that.
So what's with all the pumpkins every where? Really? I mean, if you wanted to bash pumpkins, I know a really awesome way to rig up this pumpkin catapult and -- ah, nevermind. Forget I even said anything about that, too.
Halloween was pretty exciting. I still miss the Waverly Haunted House, though Justin would have freaked when everyone sort of took on the persona of their costumes. Snaps, Aiode Falls, for being exciting on my favorite holiday. Here's hoping you can keep up the awesome streak. I'll gladly offer any help I can to make sure the excitement never ends.
Speaking of which -- if anyone sees a talking squirrel? ... yeah, nevermind. Not me! |
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| October 15, 2009 |
[Oct. 16th, 2009|01:04 am] |
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You know, I have to say out of all the spells that I've botched ... successfully executed, I never thought of a singing spell. Really. Why have I not thought about this? Am I losing my touch? I think Justin made me go soft. Or worse; he made me begin thinking more responsibly. Oh no. No that's not good. Then I'll be all logical and make sense and -- gross! That's so boring. Sure, using magic the proper way usually means the spells actually work the way they're suppose to, but where's the sense of adventure and excitement in not knowing? I'll definitely have to keep a singing spell in mind for whenever I meet back up with my brothers. Oh man. Just the thought of Justin dancing around and singing like an idiot is hilarious. I bet he'd even dress the part. He's so guillible. Just like Max. My brothers are always good for a laugh or two.
During the past how ever many hours we just went through of non-stop song and ... entertainment, I did run into a girl who I thought was Harper at first. She had an outfit on that looked like something that would come out of Harper's head. Of course, seeing her made me miss Harper and totally bummed me out. That was until I saw an elderly man doing an Irish jig singing some Irish folk song going down the sidewalk. Oh the things this place offers to me. I don't even have to try and find stuff to comment on.
Oh and if anyone wants to know? The fast-growing plant down in the living room area was totally not my fault...not entirely anyway. |
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| October 14, 2009 |
[Oct. 14th, 2009|01:18 am] |
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It won't be long my darling,
Pick up the phone, nobody's on it.
Where are your friends now, baby?
All of the ones suppose to be there for
You, you're falling down, the world starts spinning out.
You, you're falling down, now it's not all about
You, you're falling down, and you know I'll be around.
You're falling down, falling down
"falling down" ; selena gomez |
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| October 2, 2009 |
[Oct. 2nd, 2009|01:08 pm] |
So it's my understanding that apparently the town faced some memory loss. Well, I just want to get it on record right now that I had nothing to do with it. I've only done that once...okay twice...okay maybe three times, but all those times were accidents. Just spells gone wrong and everything. And I fixed them...sort of, but the point is that I did fix them. Eventually.
Well, I hope everyone got their memories straightened out. Trying to fix stuff like that is a pain in the neck. At least I'm sure the doctors who fixed everyone didn't have to tromping through a rainforest with their older brother and some stranger with a weird obsession with their pet parrot.
Speaking of my older brother...you know, it's kind of funny. Usually Justin is always getting on me for doing everything wrong and usually getting me in trouble with Mom and Dad, but...I don't know. I kind of miss the loser. Max, too. Even if he's obsessed with impersonating everyone and everything. I even miss Mom and Dad...alot.
On a positive note, though, because who likes ending on a sad note, October is my favorite month! I love Halloween! |
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| August 18, 2009 |
[Aug. 18th, 2009|10:10 am] |
Okay, what is the deal on some of the people around here? I mean, yeah I'm use to seeing weird and unusual things from the wizarding world roaming around - did I mention that my brother dated a centaur, werewolf and vampire before? - but that's not out in the open. Normally I wouldn't even consider writing what I just did, but since it seems to be the norm here, I don't think I have to worry much about it. So I guess this means I can use magic freely, too? Back at home, my Dad pretty much told us people didn't know, and couldn't know, about magic or wizards. He even had to give up his powers so he could marry my Mom since she was a mortal. But, using magic freely?
I think this is better then playing skee ball in Dean's dream...even if that didn't turn out quite the way I wanted it to...
Does anyone have any knowledge on wizarding mail? I tried sending a letter to Justin and Max, but I don't think it worked. It hasn't ended up in any weird place, but I haven't heard back from them either. Usually with wizarding mail, everything's instant. I even tried using my wand to call them, but I got a lot of static and then dead silence. Weird. I haven't gone over my minutes...I don't think. |
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| July 30, 2009 |
[Jul. 30th, 2009|04:46 pm] |
There are two good things about this.
1. Justin isn't here to rub it in my face that he was right and I was wrong. It wasn't my fault that Max's handwriting is horrible and I can't read a word of it. I told Justin it wasn't even English. I really should have sent Max to that underwater seahorse farm when I had the chance, but no. Justin had to go and take the chaos that I was planning when he got himself a vampire for a girlfriend.
2. No Gigi. Harper would be happy about that. Not that I was ever afraid of Gigi, but it'll be nice to not have her looming over me every minute of every day.
The bad?
No Dean.
No Harper.
No magic.
Well, no. I take that last part back. It's fine, just...not working right. At least it worked right when I needed to get myself some clothes and this laptop. At least I don't have Dad here to harp on me for breaking wand number three. I can hear him now: "Alex, this is the third wand you've broken in the past four months!" And I would go back to him with: "Well, Max's gone through at least six by now!" And then Dad would do that weird stuttering bit before sighing and say: "Fine. We'll order you a new one. But this is the last one!" which it never is. And then the Wizarding Mail door would flash and I would have my new wand.
I suppose I won't find anything like that around here, huh? |
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