Fun Fest

I also competed at Fun Fest like George did, except I sang three times instead of playing guitar. I actually didn't realize that George went to the same music school as me until today. Anyways, he was in the morning, me in the afternoon.
I sang Listen from Dreamgirls as my artist piece, sang Le Violette (aka the Italian pera song) and won FIRST place, then performed You're The Inspiration by Chicago with the group, and we won FIRST place again. Katie came to watch, and so did my Grammy as well as my family, and we went to an Italian bakery for coffee and canoli's afterwards. Lot's of fun! What places did George come in?

Tomorrow we're having a barbeque with some of my parents old friends, my grandparents, my cousins Justin and Abby, and basically everyone I haven't seen for a long time. I can't wait! Then I'm going to my grandma's for a week.

My muscles hurt from karate yesterday. I have to sleep on the futon in the basement tonight. I'm watching The Trailer Park Boys.

Emma

Bwaaaaaa...

I had to wake up way too early today... Went to George's guitar competition with Sara, Wally and Garrett.. so tired...Eight thirty AM DOES NOT COMPUTE!

Alicia, it sounds awesome there, but i guess you're home by now or will be soon! By the way, fourth century is 300 CE.

I'm going to camp next week.. Wooo. It'll be fun though.

RAHHHHHGGGHH...

--Livi♥

hey peoples...

hey guys it katie and i'm seriously BORED. i've watched harry potter 5 times this week and im slowly going mental. Sara: i want my DVD and Wire back and Sophie: I WANT MY SHOES! lol ok just drop them off whenever. but call me first please :)
xoxo katie

Keep Blogging!!!

So people, I sign on after getting back from the Algarve, where I had no internet, and only one person has blogged!? What the heck is wrong with you people!? This blog is a great way for us to stay in touch, but it doesn't work if nobody blogs fools! Sheesh, so somebody, blog! Or I will perosnally come, and force you to! God! How am I supposed to know what's happening over there if no one blogs and only a few of you email me? So, BLOG!!!!

On another note, I had fun in the Algarve. I went to the southernmost point in Portugal, and went to a fort place. I also went to a castle that was built in the fourth century! That's the year 400! It was pretty cool, but they built this stupid restaurant in the middle of it that looked really weird among the old walls. We also went to this archeological museum. They built the building around this big brick hole they excavated, and next to it is a whole wall that they excavated! The hole goes reallt deep into the ground, with winding stairs but it's closed to the public. I really wanted to go in though. We also went to this cork museum, which was basically just the history of cork. There was also machines they use to make cork and stuff. I was listening to Sound Of Music while we went through it. At the end there was a gift shop and they had a barbie wearing a dress made out of cork. It was really funny.

On my last day in the Algarve we went to the beach. It was a nice beach, and it was a good day for it, but it was kind of crowded, which I don't like. We're going to the beach today too, and it shouldn't be crowded because most people are at work. Hopefully it's not windy!

Lastly, I come home in two days. I don't see the point of me even going to bed on Saturday because I have to wake up around 3:30 AM to get to the airport. We have to be there three hours before the plane takes off. We're going to have to wait in a huge line to check in our luggage, and then we have to do customs when I get back to Canada. I am really excited to be coming home though, I miss everyone. I don't think I've ever missed my friends this much on a trip like this. So, I'll see you all when I get home! And keep blogging!

Alicia xoxo <3

July City Of Glass Cookie From Cassie Clare

“But you’re supposed to be in New York!” Isabelle exclaimed. “Jace
said you’d changed your mind about coming. He said you wanted to stay
with your mother!”
“Jace lied,” Clary said flatly. “He didn’t want me here, so he lied to
me about when you were leaving, and then lied to you about me changing
my mind. Remember when you told me he never lies? That was so not
true.”
“He normally never does,” said Isabelle, who had gone rather pale.
“Look, did you come here -- I mean, does this have something to do
with Simon?”
“With Simon? No. Simon’s safe in New York, thank God. Although he’s
going to be really pissed that I left without telling him.” Isabelle’s
blank expression was starting to annoy Clary. “Come on, Isabelle. Let
me in. I need to see Jace.”
“So . . . You just came here on your own? Did you have permission from
the Clave? Please tell me you had permission from the Clave.” There
was a pleading note in Isabelle’s voice.
“Not as such --”
“You broke the Law?” Isabelle’s voice rose, then dropped. She went on,
almost in a whisper, “If Jace finds out, he’ll freak. Clary, you’ve
got to go home.”
“No. I’m supposed to be here,” Clary said, not even sure herself quite
where her stubbornness was coming from. “And I need to talk to Jace.”
“Now isn’t a good time.” Isabelle looked around anxiously, as if
hoping there was someone she could appeal to to remove Clary from the
premises. “Please, just go back to New York. Please?”
“I thought you liked me, Izzy.” Clary went for the guilt.
Isabelle’s eyes widened further. She was wearing a white dress and had
her hair pinned up and looked younger than usual. Behind her Clary
could see a high-ceilinged entryway hung with antique-looking oil
paintings. “I do like you. It’s just that Jace -- oh my God, what are
you wearing? Where did you get fighting gear?”
Clary looked down at herself. “It’s a long story.”
“You can’t come in here like that. If Jace sees you --”
“Oh, so what if he sees me? Isabelle, I came here because of my mother
-- for my mother. Jace may not want me here, but he can’t make me stay
home. I’m supposed to be here. My mother would want me to do this for
her. You’d do it for your mother, wouldn’t you?”
“Of course I would,” Isabelle said. “But Clary, Jace has reasons --”
“Then I’d love to hear what they are.” Clary ducked under Isabelle’s
arm and into the house.
“Clary!” Isabelle yelped, and darted after her, but Clary was already
halfway down the hall. She saw, with the half of her mind that wasn’t
concentrating on dodging Isabelle, that the house was build like
Amatis’ -- tall and narrow -- but considerably larger and more richly
decorated. The hallway opened into a room with high windows that
looked out over a wide canal. White boats plied the water, their sails
drifting by like dandelion clocks tossed on the wind. A dark-haired
boy sat on a couch by one of the windows, reading a book.
“Sebastian!” Isabelle called. “Don’t let her go upstairs!”
The boy looked up, startled --and a moment later was in front of
Clary, blocking her path to the stairs. Clary skidded to a halt —
she’d never seen anyone move that fast before, except Jace. The boy
wasn’t even out of breath; in fact, he was smiling at her.
“So this is the famous Clary." His smile lit up his face, and Clary
felt her breath catch.
For years she'd drawn her own ongoing graphic novel, which she'd
hardly ever showed to anyone, the tale of a king's son who was under a
curse that meant that everyone he loved would die. She'd been awfully
proud of the dark, romantic, shadowy prince she'd created — and here
he was, standing in front of her: the same pale skin, the same
tumbling black hair and deep-set, shadowed eyes. The same high
cheekbones and black fringe of lashes. She knew she’d never set eyes
on this boy before, and yet —
“I’m Sebastian Verlac.” He held out his hand. "Aline's cousin."
“Sebastian!" Isabelle's hair had come out of its pins and hung down
over her shoulders, and she was glaring.“Don’t be nice to her. She’s
not supposed to be here. Clary, go home.”

-Emma

I Miss You Guys So Much!

Hi you guys! So, I believe the title is self-explanatory. I'm having a surge of missing all you guys! I feel so out of everything over here! I have over 300 pictures now I do believe, and I need to show them to you guys when I get home. I get back on Sunday, one week from now. I can't wait to see you all when I get back.

I am now back from up North. I got a lot of writing done up there, on both of my stories. Prepare to read a lot when I get home. We've rented the car to go up to the Algarve on Monday, and I pray I can get internet up there, otherwise it's four days without any communication with you guys. I think I'd die.

If I do get cut off from the internet, I'll tell you all about it when I get back. Sara, what are Pilates? I need to know, so I can start doing them. Sheesh. Emma, glad to hear you are having a good time! I am jealous. Like Cody, I am green from head to toe. I wish I could have seen this cute guy, did you get pictures? I expect to see tons of pictures when you get back missy.

Until then, I miss you all sooooooo much. I'll see all of you when I get back.

Alicia xoxo<3

Okay, so I went back to Canada's land of Wonders again today. For those who are half dead, I'm talking about Wonderland. Jeanette and I woke up early and went. It was so much fun. I topped my old record of getting on 13 rides, because Jeanette and I got on 14. I went on Behemoth 4 times today. I can hold my arms up for the first drop now, adn it's way more fun to sit at the back of the ride than the front. We went on Jet Scream last, adn they had to open and close the restraints five times because fat people were complaining about their legs being squished. SHor post today, got thai for dinner.
~~Cola-ola