Song of the week

Its a Gooder:

Artist: Garbage

Album: Bleed Like Me

Title: Sex Is Not The Enemy

No evolution

Sometimes it depresses me

The same old same

We keep repeating history

The institution curses curiosity

It's our conviction

Sex is not the enemy

A revolution

Is the solution

A revolution

Is the solution

I won't feel guilty

No matter what they're telling me

I won't feel dirty and buy into their misery

I won't be shamed cause I believe that love is free

It fuels the heart and sex is not the enemy

A revolution

Is the solution

A revolution

Is the solution

True love is like gold

There's not enough to go around

But then there's god and doesn't god love everyone?

Give me a choice

Give me a chance to turn the key and find my voice

Sex is not the enemy

A revolution

Is the solution

A revolution

Is the solution

Sex is not the enemy

A revolution

My oh My. Miss Shirley Manson, How dod you do it? <-- she happens to be my idol. Probably being her for halloween. oh ya. Ya'll gealous. Liz out.

I hate being sick

I am sick and it sucks. The thing that really annoys me is that stupid feeling that you have to cough but when you do cough it just hurts and the feeling stays there and then your like, "Oh, I'll have a drink of water, that'll help." But really it hurts to swallow. Urgh i hate being sick! ya.

Halloween Party / Annelies

Annelies' annual Halloween party is quickly approachingand I couldn't be more excited! Oh my we are gonna play sardines and watch horror movies and stay up all night nad lots of other stuff. Oh my i sound like a 6 year old but you don't even get how happy i am!

Annelies

I was supposed to do a blog about everyone that was going on the camp out and i didn't and Anne got mad so i am blogging about her now. Annelies is your average clueless should be platinum but is actually honeyish blonde kind of kid. She is short and skinny i could probably lift her with a finger (because i am amazingly strong), But she is actually quite butch and could lift my whole house with a finger. Yes i love this kid she is all like "I love mountains and skiing and camping and mountaineering (she made that word up i am sure of it)" and i am all like "Yah, woot those things are fun, now lets take a break and have a picnic," and she is like but we have only been walking for 900000000000 kilometres!" True story. not really i lied. Anyways, yes she is amazing and she throws some kick ass party's! And she is into getting scared, like ghost stories and that are right up her alley...just like me! woop! and she knows elephant and flirts with lalafaneelafee. hehe. Liz out.

Cryptic Blabber.

After i logged off i tried to sleep. My bed looked so warm and inviting. Looks can be decieving. Before i enter into that mysterious world of slumber, basically before i fall asleep, i try to think of happy thoughts. of him. of "love".

Love. what is love?
Dictionary.com Definition:A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.
Who is it that writes these definitions. What do they know? Love is individual. It should not be defined so factually like a simple object or so i am told. And it says towards a person. Animals don't love? Are they heartless? Of course not, they couldn't live with out a heart....

I try to think those happy thoughts. To lull myself to sleep. But just as i get there malignant, gealous thoughts currupt my happiness and carry on forever. No they are not always gealous thoughts. sometimes happiness still exists when these thoughts, ideas enter. I will not lie. Sometimes the thoughts are as pointless as this blog...

Or as pointless as the word "Blog" itself. Blog...where does that word come from? B-L-O-G.....Blog such a dumb word, fun to say though. Actually when you think of it how was any word made....like the word word, where did word come from? Who thought of it? Who has the power to decide what names should go with what?...

My mind is consistently occupied. I hope it will let go soon. But it is getting light out so chances are no.

Tonights blogs have been strange. Different from my usual cup of tea. But not agonizing to read. Not like the sound of our directors voice. hell. good morning. O joy. It's a school day. That is what Troy calls them, the days that involve going to school. but i don't know who Troy is. I feel like Denny's breakfast. I would give the waitress a cheesy smile and say i want a cup full of steeped slumber. 1 sugar 2 creme. too much sugar makes it taste false but i love those creamy calories. Fuck you Atkins Man. Slumber=sleep. That is what i need. Should i leave the computer? Or sleep on the key board. turn my back on those readers who all probably quit reading by now. Liz out.

Spam!

I was so delighted to see that those who read this site finally were so intrigued by my posts so much that they were compelled to comment. Excitement as i waited for my virus infested computer to open the page. Bam. No opinion at all. Advertisements. Spam. Desperate on-line buisnesses. The truly perplexing aspect is "why now?". All these comments seem to be appearing now from a variety of sources. Not just on my own site. i went blog surfing to see if these infuriating comments are being posted on others and yes, yes they are. Who ever changed it so this was able to occur. die. Liz out.

Morning. Winter on It's way.

Friday morning i awoke to see the curtains slightly drawn. I automatically squinted my eyes expecting to see that blinding light of the wicked, morning sun glaring in at me. Instead there was an ill, barely lit, not cloudy, just as if it was still night atmosphere floating through that slit of window between the teal curtains. I assumed i had awoken in the wee hours of the morning so i yawned, rolled over, glanced at my tiny silver portable alarm clock positioned partially beneath my pillow only to see my assumtion was very off (gasp). The bright red numbers clearly read 7:10. Astonishent overwhelmed me. Days are getting shorter. Winter? For a while I leaped with joy at the thought of snow and cold. But oh, our summer slipped away so quickly. Freedom fallen. I love the idea of those crisp autumn days. favorite I'd say. but as we all are so familiar our dear Canada does not feel the same way. Winter's on its way. Alas. (this is a strange blog) Liz out.

Would you die for me?

Hello all. I was planning on doing a Garbage song this week but I heard this song on Friday and i really love it so here it goes.

Artist:
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Title:
I Could Die For You

Something inside the cards

I know is right

Don't want to live

Somebody elses life

This is what I want to be

And this is what I give to you

Because I get it free

She smiles while I do my time

I could die for you

Oh this life I choose

I'm here to be your only go-between

To tell you of the sights

These eyes have seen

What I really want to do is

Turn it into motion

Beauty that I can't abuse

You know that I'd use my senses to

You can see that

It's only everywhere

I'd take it all and then

I'd find a way to share

Come along and go

Along with me

Wander with me yo

It's all for free

I could die for you

Whatchu wanna do

Oh this life I choose

Come again and tell me

Where you want to go

What it means for me

To be with you alone

Close the door and

No one has to know

How we are

Come along and go

Along with me

Wander with me yo

It's all for free

I could die for you

Whatchu want to do

Oh this life I choose

I love this song So much. The lyrics are really moving like last night i laid in bed for like an hour thinking of all the people i would die for. I began by thinking of the people i care the most for. My family, Close friends...But honestly when it came down to it, if the only way a person (no matter who it was) could stay alive is if i died the i would take my own life. Unless it was an old man who was an inch a way from death or a modern hitler or a..your get it. But truly, knowing that the only reason that person died was you, living with that guilt would be worse than death. Well yes i don't know about ya'll but those are my thoughts on the issue.Cheerio, Liz out.

The Jacket

Ok. So this sounds stupid but i thought that most of the good movie ideas were being used up and we were going to be stuck watching dumb movies about aliens and robots for ever, but man was i wrong. Everyone should go rent the movie "The Jacket". It is so amazing. Its so fresh and new and completely confusing untill the end. I love the plot and the acting is really good. I have a feeling the director is extremely messed up..which made it even more entertaining. Yes. Now go watch it. Tootleoo. Liz out.

Amazing Website

I found a really awesome website, i know it has a horrible name but honestly she is amazing so check it out..ans keep on blogging kate : http://smalldeadanimals.com

Did the U.S. Government deserve Katrina?

I know that 9-11 is a horrible time to talk about how stupid the U.S. is but i like to write what is on my mind. So here it goes.... Scientists have proved that hurricane Katrina was caused, well not caused but made a lot worse by global warming. The amount of 4-5 (really damaging) hurricanes has increased by 55% over the last forty years. Most likely a direct result of greenhouse gases. As we all know global warming is caused by holes in the ozone layer which are ultimately made by the mass amount of pollution in the air. A large percentage of this pollution comes from our dear neighbour The United States Of America. Earlier this year there was a treaty or petition or something regarding the Greenhouse Effect (global warming). All countries with a significant amount of people and ultimately power were to sign it and agree to cut back on pollution (by about twenty percent) by illiminating the less then necessary manufacturing companies. Of course the greedy U.S. government refused to sign. Now down in New Orleans millions of innocent people are suffering, people that have lived there forever, people that cant afford to leave...that is what i call karma. Liz out.

Why the Labels?

As some of you may know i got in a heated argument with my friend Jade on Thursday afternoon. I was getting incredibly annoyed because she was calling me and some of my close friends "Preps". But then i thought about it and i was like, "Why am i mad? I don't even really get what a prep is." It wasn't that she was callling me a prep that was truly making me mad it was that she was labeling me and my friends so blatently as the people she hates. What makes someone a prep. the way they dress? Who they hang out with? what? Anyways it got me thinking about how stupid the teenage mind really is. We all judge people, label people even, before giving them a chance. I never really thought that there were cliques at our school but o man is there ever. Most people fall into more than one clique but everyone belongs in at least one. Except the grade sevens they dont count yet. Urgh well i kinda lost my train of thought but i will finish this later. comment please. Liz out.

Song of the week

sorry my blogging has been kinda slow lately... The song of the week is

Bounce by System of a Down

Jump, bounce

Down, up

I went out on a date

With a girl, a bit late

She had so many friends

Gliding through many hands

I brought my pogo stick

Just to show her a trick

She had so many friends

Gliding through many hands

Jump pogo?

Bounce pogo

Down pogo,

up pogo

Unannounced twister games

All players with no names

They lined up double quick

But just one pogo stick

Everyone gets to play

Runaway, expose

It was so exotic

But just one pogo stick

Jump pogo?

Bounce pogo

Down pogo,

up pogo

Oh, I like to

Spread you out

Touching whoever's behind

Jump pogo?

Bounce pogo

Down pogo,

up pogo

This is an awesome song, it's on their album toxicity and i LOVE it! Liz out.

...6 tequila, 7 tequila, 8 tequila, Floor!

O my. What a well spent Friday night! So Me and two friends (Tinklerbell and Fluffy the Bunny) camped out at the top of the valley on Friday night and got smashed. It was amazing. We had rather sick alcohol- many shots of tequila, smirnoff vodka with coke and with sprite (sprite and vodka is my new found love) and beer. Wow. Good times. Some events that occurred are, in no particular order:
Tinklerbell peed 6 times or sumthin like that
I, Qetiela, jumped over the fire landed in it and burnt my leg (owey!) and then considered calling a local doctor's son to come fix it .
We walked to my house to confess our undying love over the phone.
we couldn't get a hold of our loved ppl.
we played spoons.
Tinklerbell spun around twenty times and then jumped over a stick.
I spun around 7 times and fell over, and then 6 times and fell over and then jumped over a pole and fell over.
We had a fight about where to put the beer, how we were going to sneak in and get the phone and whether fluffy the bunny was drunk or not.
we ate crackers.
and lots more. My oh My. Good times. Liz out.