Murdoc Suspicion

Hey there fellow chums! Okay, do you know Murdoc Niccals? If not, he’s the demon bass player from Gorillaz! Huzzah! If you don’t know the story of him, let me briefly tell you:

He had an abusive childhood and his nose got broken 8 times so it’s permanently crooked. (Poor him.) And when he was 31, he wanted to start a band and get band supplies so he crashed into the store and knocked this one dude named Stuart down. He lost an eyeball and Murdoc had to take care of him. Then… incident happened again! He lost the other eye. Anyways, Murdoc recruited him into the band for his singing and piano playing and some say, good looks! Shortly, dude named Russel was recruited. Then a Fed-Ex create came in and held a small girl. When they opened it she popped out and played a mad guitar solo. Her first word was, “NOODLE!” So, she’s known as Noodle. And thus, the band was born! They used to reside at Kong Studios. But Murdoc burnt it down due to the zombies. And now, they live at Point Nemo. (The furthest point from any landmass.) Of course, they can’t live on the water so they live on Plastic Beach. Literally made of plastic from garbage like water bottles, tires, and other trash. So, where am I going with all the suspicion?

Murdoc has written a blog about Lady Gaga: http://blog.mtvmusic.com/2010/02/08/guest-blog-from-murdoc-of-gorillaz-is-lady-gaga-a…/

I’m very suspicious. IS Murdoc inviting her to Plastic Beach? And what happens when she gets there? Why is Murdoc suddenly interested in her? I mean, yeah, maybe she worships Beelzebub. But what if she doesn’t…? Lots of things I’m wondering, but I guess time will tell. Anyways, those of you who love the Gorillaz, go get their Plastic Beach album! NAUAUAUGHGH!! (Now.)

Converse Invasion

Okay, I’ve noticed once spring started to kick in, so did the Converses in my school. About 40% of people had Converse! That’s quite a lot. I saw some Pumas here and there. I recently got Converse too. But I wish I got the white kind. Everybody, has black ones and I feel as if we’re all wearing a uniform. Me, I don’t like fitting in exactly. I like to be unique and dress differently. So, it’s too late to exchange my Converse. (Dirty.) But if you’re going out to get some, get a different color other than black!

Giant Puffball Mushroom (Pics)

Giant Puffball Mushroom! (kare11)

Hello everybody!

Just recently, my family found an amazing mushroom growing in our backyard! We contacted the news station because it’s the most biggest mushroom I’ve ever seen! It’s edible, but when grown in the wild, it’s best if you ask an expert before eating. So on kare11, I saw myself on TV. I was kind of embarrased even though nothing bad happened, but it’s just that feeling you get. Many of my facebook friends were commenting on my wall and telling me to eat it. (LOL) I don’t think we can, it turned a bit yellow so it’s not fresh. This mushroom weighed roughly 8 pounds and is about 17 inches across. We might freeze dry it. But not sure yet.

Website:

http://www.kare11.com/news/news_article.aspx?storyid=823553

Party (and Slice of Shoreview)

I had an awesome party last week! Woot!

I got soaked wet on those water slides. And I kind of fell over while in the raft. But it was super fun. I went on it many times. Other than that, my friends and I spent a lot of time on the lazy river. (You know, because we’re lazy…) We ate delicious ice cream cake from ColdStone. And I opened a few presents. I got the book The Hunger Games from Wesley. Wii Points from Mitchell. And 15 bucks from Vicky. And afterwards, we continued going on those epic waterslides.

But before all of this, I went to the Slice of Shoreview with Vicky. We rode The Zipper like… 10 times… seriously. Best ride ever. And then we sat down to watch the fireworks. What a great way to finish the day.

Well, that’s all for now. I’ll post later on when something exciting happens.

My parents are out of town right now… I could throw a party! JK. I’d be in deep doo doo…

Everything’s Fine (Usually…)

Well, so far, everything right now is going smoothly.

My friend Wesley apologized for everything he did.

My party (I hope) is going to turn out perfect.

And the Slice of Shoreview is this weekend. (I’m going!)

So everything right now is fine!

Except… Twitter…

Twitter has been stupid lately, (no offense, but totally true.) I changed my username, but when I logged out and tried logging back in, they wouldn’t let me! So I have been unable to log in for two weeks! Agh, very stressful. But I clicked on “I forgot my password.” I already knew what my password was, but I was trying everything. So I reseted my password, so now it’s all fine. But I say! Twitter needs fixing NOW! I’m not the only one with this problem, many people have this problem.

So that’s my story. I can’t wait for my party

btw, my username for twitter is Alisha12h551

Hacker

In the last couple of days, somebody has been hacking into my accounts. They only hacked Gmail and Facebook. But now, everything is fine. But before, I was very angry and depressed. My friend Mitchell (http://mitchell.mqxuan.com/), was also experiencing the same problems. It’s just that the evader was hacking everything of Mitchell’s. Here is how the story started:

I exchanged passwords with Mitchell for fun. And we pretended to be each other. One of our friends weren’t happy about it. So we stopped afterwards. Then, Mitchell exchanged passwords with the his friend David. But then David gave Mitchell’s password to the evader. David didn’t think that the evader would do a terrible thing. So then the evader hacked into Mitchell’s account, and read his chats. This lead to my password. So he changed the passwords of my Facebook and Gmail. Same with Mitchell. We later find out that the evader was really one of my good friends Wesley. I had no clue. I feel shocked. And betrayed. Should I forgive him? I don’t know. Wesley was the one annoyed with me and Mitchell exchanging passwords. But we did stop shortly after he complained. So I don’t understand why he still did it. But I really didn’t appreciate it.

China (Part 3)

Continuing from China (Part 2).

Over the next couple days, we enjoyed great food, saw amazing places, and kept visiting our relatives. We went to the amusement park. I was eight, so I was scared of all the rides that would look down on me. The one that freaked me out the most was a ride similar to the Power Tower at Valleyfair. But, it wasn’t that tall and not as fast. But it was still eerie. When I reached the top of the tower, I was gripping the handle bars so tightly, that my fingers turned pale. We stayed at the top for quite a long time. My sister was next to me. She was busy commenting the beautiful sight. It was beautiful. But, my mind was obviously focused on the drop that could happen any moment. After 2 minutes which felt like 10, we hurtled downwards. I let out a bloodcurdling cry. I felt airborne. I wasn’t touching my seat. Finally, when we landed, the cart shot upwards once more. Oh god… not another one… We excelled up only halfway. Which is still high, and we dropped once more. I came out of the ride shaking. But it did feel great a little. The adrenaline rushing in your body makes you feel sorta, I don’t know. High? The reason we scream on rides is because our adrenaline and brain are commanding our bodies to escape and run. But we’re fastened down. So the only thing our body can do is make us scream. And the reason why we want more is because the feeling of victory. Being able to survive such an event makes our body feel alive and victorious. So we do it again. Anyways, little science lesson there. So when I got back to the hotel. I was saying that the ride was awesome. My sister said that I looked as if I was gonna cry my eyes out. After more days of being in China, we had to leave. My mother cried because she wasn’t going to see her brothers and sisters for a long time. And she knew she was gonna miss them. So we got on a plane and left. The plane ride was just the same experience. But maybe perhaps less sleeping. I was talking about the amazing adventures we had. When we reached Minnesota, then finally to St. Paul, I felt home.

The End

China (Part 2)

Continuing from China (Part 1).

We took a taxi to a hotel first. It was a fairly big hotel. It was sorta fancy. But not too fancy. Just the way I like it. We pick a room that fits four people. And we rest for fifteen minutes. But not long, we wake up and take another taxi to my grandma’s. I couldn’t wait. It’s been four years. I missed her very much. She made the best dumplings ever. When we got there to the apartment building, we clicked the buzzer. We heard grandma’s voice, and we all said at the same time, “Hey! It’s us! Long time no see! Let us up!” My grandma would reply with a jubilant voice, “Oh!! It’s been so long! Oh, I’m so happy right now! I can’t wait to see how much you guys have grown! Yes yes! I’ll let you guys up!” We heard a loud buzz and the gate opened. We climbed onto an old elevator and we slowly ascended upwards. When we climbed a couple of steps, we reached the door. We knocked a couple times. We hear the door being unlocked and out comes my grandma with the happiest face I’ve seen her with. She looked a bit older, but she was still grandma. She hugged my parents and then me and my sister. She kept replying, “Oh! Alisha! You’ve grown so much! I remember when you were a tiny little child! Aw!” And I’d squirm in her arms. I was happy, but these kind of hugs always bothered me. But you know, I haven’t seen her for so long. When we finally got to go into her house, I was greeted by the smallest dog. It was black and white. It’s fur was poofing out. I never knew my grandma had a dog. I immediately started petting it and holding it. Soon, Grandma came with some food and we ate some. It was a happy day for us. And after the visit, we said goodbye to Grandma for that day, and we took a taxi back to the hotel. I slept peacefully that night.

Watch out for part 3!

China (Part 1)

No no no, I’m not in China…

I just want to refresh my memory and tell you the story of my family going to China. I was eight at the time.

In fact, I’m so bored, I’ll tell it in story form.

I couldn’t sleep that night. I was very excited. I was going to China. My first time. Wonders passed through my open mind. What will it be like? How long is the flight? What adventures might I experience? I glanced at the clock, ugh, 5 o clock. Just one more hour and then we’ll be getting ready. I hated leaving early to go on flights, but it’s worth it because once you get there, you can have more time. But I wasn’t sure about China, they have a different time. When we get there, will it be dark and time to go to bed? I hope not. I close my eyes. But my mind still wanders. After a long time, my mom busts through the door and shouts, “Wake up! Time to get ready!” and leaves. I jump out of my bed with excitement. I start jumping on my bed. I jumped off and sprinted upstairs. I started changing and brushing my teeth. I eat some bread and I start waking my dad up. He’s super slow. Finally, when everybody’s ready and packed, we leave. Shortly, after the car ride, we arrive at the airport. I was so happy, I was jumping around and people were staring at me. I couldn’t wait to see my grandma. She left when I was four. I cried when she boarded that plane. But now, I get to finally see her! After four long years! We got on to the plane, and I sat there. The pilot was speaking and announced that the flight will be nearly 12 hours long to Japan. I started getting worried. I get bored very easily, and I am desperate to do anything when I’m bored. But, I decided that I’ll try not to this time. I forgot to bring anything that I could play with. After an hour, I was jumping up and down on my chair. I wanted to tire myself out so I could sleep. I twist my head over to my dad, he was sitting there snoozing away. After two hours, I was gonna burst. 10 more hours… I can do this! Finally, I slept. I woke up and asked my mom what time it is. She said that it was 7 hours we have been on the plane. Wow, I slept long. That means only 5 more hours. I was starving. Lunch finally came. The food was slightly better than when we had shorter rides. They were actually meals, not snacks. Afterwards, I slept again. This time, when I woke up, there was only 1 hour left. Yeah! I’m doing it! I withstanding the boredom! We finally arrive at Japan! When I got on ground, I was so happy. But just awhile later, we had to board another plane. NOOO! So, we go onto ANOTHER plane. I was sorta grumpy. The plane ride was just the same. I slept a little. And when we arrived, the plane couldn’t land. Because there were other planes, and our plane couldn’t find a landing spot. It was a roller coaster, the plane kept going up and down. After when we landed. Mom had to throw up.

Part 1 is done! Keep your eyes open for part 2!