Life's Road Is Full Of Bumps..

Boys being one of them, the others are; homework, people, sad of unhappy moments in life. But boy, I sure have a major bump in the road. He has a name. But I really don't feel like saying.. I mean typing it. 

Anyways, I made a new blog, but only for photography. I can't wait to go outside and snap some shots. I'm trying to fill my life up nice and fully so I don't have time to think about the troubles I've over the past months. I'm starting to finally have the stab in my heart, get healed.

But, it all comes back when I see him. Tear scratched my throat today too many times, at lunch, in Drama ( because of a JB song. Darn him..) but I held them in. Every single in my life reminds me of him. TV, School, Home.

* Sigh*

~ Lexi

After Halloween

La La La La...

* Ohh rad*

Today is now getting to be a usual day now.

* Not talking to Tyler
* Be sad & nervous
* be nervous & sad
* Miss the good ole' times

* Damn it, Janet, I Love You!*

No school tomorrow!!! WOO HOO!!!! ( Oh rad)

* Starts sobbing*

I need big time help..

Anybody know how to fix a broken heart?

~ Lexi

( PLEASE??)

Happy 31st Of October ( Thanks Gregg for the new way of saying " Happy Halloween!")

Joyese Halloween!!! ( In French.)
Happy 31st of October! ( Gregg Sulkin's way)

Happy Halloween everybody! I hope you all are having a fantastic  Halloween! I sorta regret not going Trick or Treating.. Oh well, theres always next year!

~ Lexi

Tik Tok~iPod Tag

Feel free to do this on your blog. All you do is put your iPod on shuffle and answer the questions with the song that is on then.

If someone say " This is okay" you say:
Airplanes By B.O.B. & Haley Williams

What would best describe your personality?:
Finale of Wicked ( Weird, but maybe a little. ;D )

What do you like in a guy?:
She's In Love ( From The Little Mermaid on Broadway.) ( Another note: Not how I feel right now.)

What is your life's purpose?:
The Song.

What is your motto?:
Alejandro ( Uhh. OK then... This more fits my guy thing.)

What do your friends think of you?:
You'll Be In My Heart ( That's a good thing right?)

What do you think about often?:
Brick By Boring Brick ( I guess I daydream a lot)

What is 2+2?:
Follow Your Heart. ( Bad iPod, not the right answer.)

What do you think about your best friend?:
Poor Unfortunate Souls. ( Uh. No comment.)

What kind of person do you like?:
Circle Of Life ( no Comment.)

What is your life story?:
Listen ( Glee Cast Version) ( Very true)

What do you want to be be when grown up?:
Alter Ego ( Ummm. No thanks.)

What do you think when you see someone you like?:
I Want It All ( A little bit is never enough. He he.)

What do your parents think of you?:
I Look To You ( Glee Version) ( AWWW)

What will you dance to at your wedding?:
2 Stars ( Uh.. H*ll NO!)

What will they play at your funeral?:
 Every Time You Lie ( No Comment)

What is your hobby/intrest?:
Don 't Go Breaking My Heart (Glee) ( To Bad, this has already happened, and it's not my hobby.)

What's your biggest secret ?:
No Air ( Glee) ( Not such a secrect, I'll tell you all later. To painful.)

What do you think of your friends?:
Famous ( Uhh, No.)

What is worst thing that could happen?:
Reflection ( C.A.)

How will I die?:
Can't Be Tamed ( Ok then)

What's the one thing you will regret?:
Round & Round ( Ehh nay.)

What makes you laugh?:
The Snooki Song

What Makes you cry?:
Already Gone ( So True.)

Will you ever get married?:
I Want to hold your hand ( Glee)

What scares you the most?:
Everything You're Not. ( it just hurts.. a lot.)

Does anyone like you?:
Solo ( Thank you Demi.)

If you could go back in time, what would you change?:
Billionaire ( Glee.) ( why would I want to change THAT??)

What hurts right now?:
Gives You Hell (Glee) ( Thank you Glee.)

WHAT DO YOU MOST OFTEN EXCLAIM?
Big Time Rush ( Uhh.)

WHERE IS PARADISE?
No Good Deed, Wicked.

WHAT DID YOU FIRST SAY AS A BABY?
Part Of World.

IF YOU HAD A PET, WHAT WOULD YOU NAME IT?
It's OK

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SIGHT TO SEE?
March Of the Witch Hunters

WHAT MAKES YOU GAG?
U Got Nothin' On Me

WHAT ARE YOU BEST AT?
As Long As You're Mine ( Flirting?)

IF YOU WROTE A BOOK, WHAT WOULD YOU CALL IT?
Can You Feel The Love Tonight. ( NO.)

 WHAT DID YOU WISH FOR LAST?
Toxic ( Glee)

WHAT WOULD YOUR SUPERHERO NAME BE?
Don't Stop Believin' ( Glee)

HOW SOON WILL THIS BE OVER?
Walk Away ( Very soon I guess)

WHERE ARE YOU SITTING?
Take It Off

WHAT DO YOU MOST HATE?
Faboulous

WHAT DO YOU MOST LOVE?
I'm A Slave 4 U ( Glee)

WHAT IS YOUR SECRET NAME?
Christmas Is Creepy ( Gotta <3 FRED.)

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Tik Tok ( He He He)

~ lexi

Couples... Why Not ME???

" I gave you my heart and a sweet love letter but you gave it right back saying I like her better."

My heart is really broken. Last night until 3:00 AM I spent it crying. I would stop but then I would see a couple (Example: Alex and Mason, Harper and Seke.), to make it worse Mason looks a lot like Tyler. *SOB* I'm sorry to take it out on you girls, but, I need to tell somebody. I can't even listen to Damn It, Janet from Glee with out imagining Tyler and me singing it, but stopping it at the part when they start saying I love you.*SOB*

" Scratch his name on the table, he's a jerk, he's a loser."

~ Lexi

My Works On Wattpad

OK, So I've been working on some stories lately to make me life some what right again. I have to confess since what happened last week, I cry myself to asleep, have really weird dreams, my feeling are all mixed up, and My world is falling apart. SO here are my stories and poems that I have written to heal the wound.

The Poems:

My Heartache
L.O.V.E
A Halloween Night

~ Lexi

Crazy Hair Day... Maybe a Little TO Crazy For Lexi...

Let me tell you the ways my day went..

I gave myself the crazziest hair eveva! It was Slim Lime and Hot Pink (Forgive me I forgot the name on the can.) Once I got to school, my hair was as hard as a rock. 

I am home now and I have washed it all out, (After about 6 washes...) and are posting to you. If anybody reads this blog..OH WELL. 

I am in love with the way Glee did Time Warp! Let's do the time warp...

Even though my friend never admitted it, she was Hannah Montana.. You get the limo out front...

Have a FAB day!

~ LEXI

Troy High

Plot: Narrated by Cassie, a shy outsider who fears that an epic high school rivalry is about to go up in flames, the story follows the Trojans and Spartans as they declare war on the football field. After the beautiful Elena--who used to be the captain of the Spartan cheerleaders--transfers to Troy High and falls madly in love with Cassie’s brother Perry, the Spartans vow that the annual homecoming game will never be forgotten.

Why Would I Recommend This Book: to people who like history, which this is based of of the Greeks. This is also a modern day version of the Trojans and the Spartans.  

My Computer Is Getting On My Nerves...

Oh My God. My computer is KILLING ME!

Things Wrong With It: 

1. It won't let me copy a link to add a pretty thing to my blog.

2. It won't save pictures!!!

I don't know what to do! In other news, its Spirit Week at school. Let me give you the schedule.

Tuesday: College/Sports Day

Wednesday: Crazy Hair/ Mix-Match Day. ( I'm dying my hair two different colors. He He.)

Thursday: Green & White Day ( School colors. Also blue. Don't know how  that color fits but, OH WELL.)

Friday: Costume Day.

I am a Michigan fan so...

GO BLUE!!!!!

I'm wearing my U Of M shirt today.

~ LEXI

How I survived Middle School # 6: P.S. I Really Like You

Book Plot: Jenny has been getting gifts, cards, and notes from a secret admirer. Who could the mystery boy be? While Jenny is dealing with her admirer, Rachel and Felicia stop speaking following a basketball game in which Rachel refused to pass the ball to Felicia, and then missed the winning basket. Felicia called Rachel a ball hog in front of everyone. Now the girls are both trying to get their friends to choose sides!

Will Jenny figure out who her secret admirer is? And more importantly, will her friends ever speak to one another again? 

Why Would I Recommend This Book: This book is for girls who are entering middle school, or are in middle school. I think girls can relate to Jenny's situation. I may hint that I am going through something similar.

Book Expert:  I, Jenny McAfee, hate first period English class.

And I have a really good reason. English is the toughest class I have all day, and it comes first thing in the morning. How rotten is that?

Don’t get me wrong. I don’t hate everything about English. I love to read, and I write poetry and stories on my own. But Ms. Jaffe, our English teacher, is the toughest, strictest teacher in all of Joyce Kilmer Middle School. She’s mega-serious about stuff like making sure you have the correct heading on your paper and using proper grammar all the time. And you wouldn’t believe how tough she is when it comes to grading papers!

Worst of all, Ms. Jaffe usually makes us read our work out loud, so the rest of the class can critique it. I really can’t stand that. Speaking in public is one of my least favorite things to do in the world. I read a poll once that said speaking in public is the thing people fear the most—even more than being kidnapped or dying! That sounds pretty weird, I know. But I understand it. Speaking to a room full of people who are all staring right at you is pretty scary. At least it is to me.

Addie Wilson, on the other hand, has no fear of public speaking. In fact, she’s really comfortable with being the center of attention. That’s why she was the first person to raise her hand this morning when Ms. Jaffe asked for a volunteer to read their persuasive essay. Ms. Jaffe really liked that Addie volunteered. And I’m sure that Addie, who really likes being liked, had planned on that.

“My essay is called Keep the World Green,” Addie said as she stood up and walked to the front of the room. “Joyce Kilmer Middle School needs an environmental club so that the school can become more ecologically friendly,” she began.

I leaned back in my chair and tried to focus on what Addie was saying. But I was more fascinated by what she was wearing. Her long black shirt hung loosely over her black and silver leggings. And her silver hoop earrings and sparkly silver ballet slippers pulled the outfit together perfectly.

I put my hand to my hole-less earlobes and sighed. My mother won’t let me get my ears pierced until I’m thirteen. I’m only eleven. Two years—that’s like an eternity! Not that earrings would make any difference. If I tried putting an outfit like Addie’s together, I would’ve looked like a mutant ballerina. But Addie has a flair for throwing things like that together so they just work. She’s always been like that—ever since we were kids. I remember playing dress-up with her in her mother’s closet when we were younger. I always wound up looking ridiculous—clomping around in high heels with some huge straw hat on my head and lipstick on my teeth.

Addie would wear her mother’s skirt as a strapless dress, throw a scarf around her neck, wrap a few strands of beads around her wrists, and come out looking like a mini-model.

Of course, that was back when we were in elementary school and Addie and I were BFF. It wasn’t how things were today. We’d only been in middle school for a few months, but elementary school may as well have been ancient history considering how different things were between Addie and me now. Sometime during the summer between fifth grade graduation and the first day of middle school, while I was at sleepaway camp, Addie had decided that she was much cooler than I was and that we weren’t friends anymore. That was it. I hadn’t had any say in the matter at all.

Not that I would have liked to hang out with Addie’s new group of friends. I definitely would not have fit in with the Pops. 

( Thank you to Scholastic Books for having this little expert.)