This sucks.

Well now, I haven't written in a few days. I'm afraid I don't have much to report today, either.

Two days ago, Thomas and his girlfriend Taylor were visiting New Brunswick to go to a beach in Cap-Pele, so we decided to go meet them there in the evening. So it was Derrick, Frankie, Taylor, Thomas and I, all just kinda hanging out there on the beach... none of us did much swimming though, for various reasons.

Someone had the great idea of burying Frankie in the sand (it was totally his idea, too.), so, we started, and then decided to make him a mer-person. So we did, and the tail, if I do say so myself, was pretty impressive. The whole thing was really.Seeing as how we were all very amateur sand-sculptors, it turned out well. Many laughs were had, and many a picture were taken, one of them being my new favorite picture ever. It's of the five of us, Frankie engulfed in sand. The picture, which I edited, is at the bottom of this post.

Also, it's 27 degrees outside, and NO ONE IS AROUND! All my friends aren't around right now... Derrick and Frankie are still sleeping, Melissa is at camp, Sarah is in Moncton, Josh is in Saint John and I think Ryan is working. I'm still not talking to Brett. Grrr, this stinks! It's prime swimming weather out there! Warm, sunny, and not too too humid either... it's a beautiful day, and I'm in here wasting away, writing in my blog and listening to Tool. So, I think I'm going to pull on my Converse and go force the boys out of bed... they'll thank me later.

That's me, Frankie and Derrick in the front, and Taylor and Thomas in the back. Yeah, we're pretty awesome. Since you probably can't read it, it says "And in twenty years... these will be the days we remember." and at the bottom it says, "I love you."

Yours truly,
- Lexi

Music: Right in Two by Tool. That song is EPIC, man. Go listen to it. Like, right now. (link'd.)

"Hope and pray that you'll never need me, but rest assured I will not let you down."

Hello all you people out there in blogger-land!

I haven't gotten around to updating this the last few days, and that sucks... I guess not a lot has happened worth mentioning, besides Derrick coming back. You wouldn't believe how happy I was to see him at the bus station... now, lets see if I can remember the last few days.

Well, two days ago, Frankie, Derrick and I all went to see Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. Again. Well, me and Frankie had seen it, but Derrick hadn't... and Frank and I liked it enough to see it again. Ted drove us there, which was nice. So that's what we did Monday night. Then yesterday, Ted, Frankie's older brother and my cousin, had the day off and offered to take me and the boys to Magic Mountain, because we all have passes... those things sure are worth it. So, we went in the afternoon and all was well. The last few days have been great, really, except for the ever-changing weather. It's still overcast and rainy, and horribly humid. It makes everything feel heavy and tired, it's horrible.

That reminds me. Today, I slept in until 1PM, which is bad... I hate oversleeping like that, but I keep staying up late... it's not a good habit, and I gotta get out of it. School starts in a little more than a month, and my sleeping schedule is all out of whack, and... wait.

SCHOOL STARTS IN A LITTLE MORE THAN A MONTH?!

Holy fuzz nuggets, Batman. Half the summer is gone! There are ten more days in July, and then all of August... and sometime during the first week of September, I'll have my first school day at Riverview high School, or RHS for short. I can't believe 9 out of 13 years of my primary education are already behind me... here I am, going into grade 9, the first year of high school... I don't feel like a high school student. I still feel like a kid.

Okay, enough. I sound like I'm forty or something. Derrick should be coming over soon... actually, he should have been here a few minutes ago. I wonder where he is... I'll call over.

Yours truly,
- Lexi

Music: Citizen Soldier by 3 Doors Down

Boredom entries for the win?

It's mid-afternoon, no one is online to talk to, and it's drizzling outside. I'm terribly bored, so blogger, I turn to you.

I have no idea what I should write about, seeing as the most interesting thing that's happened yet today was me making rice for lunch and reading a Woman's Home Journal magazine. I wonder why my mom is even subscribed. She never reads magazines... and when she does, it's Soap Opera Digest that she buys at Super Store, anyway.

So, am I doomed to rot away in my room on this dreary summer afternoon? it appears so. normally, when I feel like this, I go for a walk. But I don't want to get caught in heavy rain if I do... blehh. This is the worst kind of weather. I'd rather it just downpour all day than stay like this. At least then, it's over when it's over. But this drags on for days, sometimes weeks at a time.

It reminds me of when I was in Mexico earlier this year. Oh right, I never explained that. Well, long story short, I went on a student exchange program with my school to stay with a family in Mexico City for two weeks, along with about 18 other kids from Riverview Middle and Riverview High. I didn't actually have that great a time, because of a few varying factors... but really, because I let Anna know something I shouldn't have, and it's something that near ruined the trip. At least I had the experience of seeing some ancient ruins, magnificent museums, and absorbing a bit of a third language.

The reason it makes me think of there is because it NEVER rains there! Every single say, for the two weeks I stayed, there wasn't a cloud in the sky! it was always sunny,hot, and clear. I mean, I went in late February/early March, and the weather was like the summer weather in Canada, except no rain. I think it's one of the parts I miss the most about it... that, and the food.

It's really kinda sad when you think about it. I went to have a great time, and make a "best friend for life". Anna, the girl who kept me... I'm pretty sure she hated me, or at least found me annoying. She treated me like I barely existed, and spoke in constant rapid Spanish to her friends, when she knew I couldn't understand and she was plenty fluent in English. The experience was not all I expected it to me... and I was the only one who felt that way. Everyone else had a wonderful time and made new friends and such... and I was kind of forgotten. Even when the Mexican students came to stay with us a few weeks later, I didn't get an exchange student.

But the worst of it all? The whole reason I didn't have a good time really, and that little bit of info I told Anna... I can't tell me parents how I feel and why. To them, it was just kind of like "Oh, well Anna and Alex just didn't mesh very well." That's true too, but the real reason, I have to hide. They don't know something about me yet, and I told Anna, and she freaked out, and... oh, it was just horrible. It was a bit of a wake-up call to how cruel people can be sometimes, and how afraid we are of what we don't understand...

Well, I think that's enough basking in painful memories.
And as a side note, I miss Derrick a lot. I want him back already...

Yours truly,
- Lexi

Music: Careless Whisper by Seether

Being loved? Yeah, it can kinda suck sometimes.

Grrrr. I thought Derrick was going to be back today, but he's not. He's only coming back Saturday... I miss him.

The last two days, I've gone to the pool with my guy friends... cause the only two girl friends I have (Sarah and Melissa) are away. Mel is at cadet camp and Sarah is in Moncton with her dad... so it's just been me and a few of my favorite boys for a while. Yesterday it was Brett, Josh and me, and today, Ryan came with us too. There's nothing wrong with just hangin' with the guys once and a while... it's kind of bringing out a bit of my old tomboy personality. And that's kinda cool. Brett, my friend since first grade, says he noticed it too.

I'm a bit worried about Brett, actually, because I'm fairly sure he's not at ease with the feelings he has for me right now... feelings of far more than just friendship. It bothers me, because I don't want him to not get along with Derrick. He's my best friend and Derrick is my boyfriend, how can I deal with it if there's too much friction? I'm not about to leave Derrick because of Brett's leftover romance for me... so I might have to limit my contact with Brett instead. Jeeze, I'm losing friends left and right the last few weeks. This sucks.

Yours (regrettably) truly,
- Lexi

Music: Our Truth by Lacuna Coil (that song is an epic in musical form. Youtube it, or something.)

This is an entry title!

Three days pass, and I still have nothing of interest to write.

Well, that's not really true. I just didn't feel motivated enough to write the last two nights, I guess the enthusiasm of having my own little blog just kinda wore off. Oh well, I'll try to recall the last two days.

Sarah's been hanging around with me and my friends lately. Not that she isn't my friend, it's just, she can be a little awkward at times. I love her to bits, but... she's so melodramatic. She worries so much for what people think of her, and she's been made to think that her opinion is worth nothing, though she never hesitates to state it. She just assumes no one cares... so, sometimes, people don't really. It's almost heartbreaking. She is such a beautiful person, inside and out. I wish someone would tell her, you know, besides me.

Other than that, I guess things have been normal-ish... oh! Right! Thomas is here visiting. Things sure are different having him around. I guess I had forgotten the energy he has... like, his presence is very noticeable. It's impossible to exsplain, really, unless you've met Thomas yourself. So having him around is great, and I think it's made Frankie very happy. I mean, they were like PB and J when Frankie lived in Nova Scotia. It just wasn't quite right, having one without the other. So I'm sure he's happy having him around.

Also, Derrick left to go back to Truro tonight. Not permanently, just to visit his brother and his mom. He was pretty excited when I said goodbye to him at the bus station, I could tell. He misses his brother an awful lot... he didn't even seem like he was upset to be leaving too much, which is odd for him. But then again, he is coming back in a few days. I'm not sure how long he'll be staying there for yet, but he'll probably be back by Saturday or Sunday at the latest. I miss him already.

But then, it might be good that he's gone to visit them... not that I don't love having him here, and miss him when he's gone. I mean, this gives me a little while to spend some time alone. Since he's gotten here, I realized, I hadn't really gotten an evening to myself. I would be babysitting at home, or, most likely, be with him either at Kelli's or here, in my room. So, after we got back from the bus station, I went for a walk by myself to the swing like I love to do so much. It was nice unwinding a bit. I'll make a point to do so more often, after he comes back home.

On a completely different topic, I finally figured out how to use the external memory on my cell phone properly! Yay for micro SD cards! Yeah, there was something wrong with the internal memory of it, so it would only save like, 20 pictures at a time... much, much less than it should. It's a Samsung Slyde, a relatively new phone. I love it. So, I slipped my 4G Micro SD in it and now I can get the pictures and videos I take with it off and put them on my computer. Oh, how I love the convienience of modern technology.

Yours truly,
- Lexi

Music: Right In Two by Tool/Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls

Reunited!

Well, today I found out that Thomas is coming back to visit! He's due here tomorrow, around 1:00. I can't wait to see him again! It'll be so great to have the four of us, the "fearsome foursome" as Kelli calls us, all together again. We're not sure yet how long he'll be staying here, but hopefully enough to catch up and maybe relive some old memories. Also on our side is the recent good, warm weather... great for swimming. I look forward very much to the next few days.

Also today, my family (mom, dad, Noah, Jill and Zach) and Kelli, Frankie, Derrick and I all went to Magic Mountain. Jill brought a few friends, and I spent the afternoon with the boys. It was funny, comparing the day today to the last time Derrick and I were there together... and how, when you think about it, if we hadn't gone that day, we wouldn't have been together today. It was a nice thought... Derrick seemed happy. We all did. Another good day behind us.

As for tonight, I think it's just gonna be me and the boys hanging out around here, at Kelli's... oh, yeah. I've hijacked Derrick's laptop to write this, because he's on the phone with his mom right now. Heh heh heh...

Yours truly,
- Lexi

Music: Whatever Frankie's got playing... sounds like Kamelot.

Skittles + Pineapple Crush

Today was a very bland day, really, but a nice one.

I woke up at around 10, to the sound of my annoying cell phone alarm, and not my normal alarm clock. That's because in the other basement room, besides my bedroom, is undergoing renovations. It will eventually become our family room. My clock radio is in there, so my grandpa can listen to the radio while he works. So that means awaking to the sound of my cell phone going off on the opposite pillow for a while.

After finishing the cleaning of my room and finding something to eat, I called Derrick and Frankie and we wandered off to a local pool to spend the afternoon with our neighborhood friend, Josh. I also saw an old friend of mine, Carl, with a girl I knew from school, Keri-Ann, there. It was nice to see them and we all kind just hung out. After we were finished swimming, it was around 4, and we were hungry so we wandered to McDonald's. After that we kinda wandered home, to just chill out at my place and eat the remainder of the ice cream sandwiches in the fridge.

My parents went out for supper, but let Frankie and Derrick stay... so we made sandwiches (real ones, no ice cream involved) for supper. We watched MOD and some CSI... yay acronyms. When my parents came home we decided to go to the store, and Derrick found this Pineapple Crush soda he's been ranting and raving about since... a long time now. So he bought it and was happy, and I got Skittles and was happy. And that's just a happy little story right there.

When we got back, we talked paranormal stuff... like we usually do, cause we're a weird bunch of kids. They got home a little late tonight, and that was that. A simple enough day, but a happy one too.

Yeah... that's all I have to say. You can go now.
Yours truly,
- Lexi

Music: You Found Me by The Fray

The start of it all.

Oh, well, isn't this awkward. I have created a blog, for me to list all my little personal misadventures in, and I have no idea how to start this story. Well, one would think I should start from the beginning... but I'm not exactly sure where that is, either. So I'll start with this summer, and the events leading up to this summer. (Wow, I lack creativity sometimes.)

Well, way back in June 08', my cousin and dear friend Frankie, who had lived in Nova Scotia for 5 years, moved back to New Brunswick. In the following August, two of his friends, Thomas and Derrick, came to visit him and check out New Brunswick. Thomas was a character I had heard endless stories about, with him being Frankie's best friend and all. But Derrick? Who the hell is Derrick? He seemed to just kind of be a tag-along, someone Frankie had talked to at school, but was really just a friend of Thom's. In any case, when they finally came to visit, I was super excited to meet them. And when I say them, I mean Thomas, because at the time I had no idea who Derrick really was.

I remember the first time that I ever actually saw either of them in person. They were sitting on the couch in my living room, waiting on me to come upstairs from my dungeon (bedroom). Upon walking into the room, I wasn't surprised. Neither of the boys were particularly good looking, and Thomas was exactly who I thought he'd be. We talked for a while, mostly just Frankie, Thom and I. Derrick was very quiet, hardly saying a word to me the entire time. but, then again, the "entire time" was only about 5 minutes. After that, I had to leave with my mom to go run some errands. So, that was the first encounter I had with my boyfriend-to-be.

The next time I had a chance to get to know both of them was when my aunt Kelli (Frankie's mother, my dad's sister) planned for me, Frankie, Derrick and Thomas all to go to a national park, to spend the day at a beach. Don't ask me what it was called, I don't remember how to spell nor pronounce it. It was a lot of fun, I won't go into detail about that right now. It's not tremendously important, everything that happened that day. Just that I was getting to know Thomas a little better, but Derrick was still very quiet. I remember asking Frankie if he didn't like me, but he simply said that Derrick was shy, that he was always like that around people he barely knew. All I could do was nod at that, because there wasn't really any way I could change that.

We planed a few other things to do, before the boys were shipped back to Nova Scotia, but the only other relevant one was going to a local water park for the day, called Magic Mountain. That, dear readers, is the day that I made a very bold move that would set off a near unpredictable chain of events that no one really saw coming.

So there we were, just splashing around, being teenagers and all... and by then, I had learned that both Thomas and Derrick had never been kissed. By the end of the day, I decided I was going to change that for Derrick. A risky move, I know, but I'm so glad I did now. It was nearing the end of our day, and just out of the blue, when Thomas and Frankie weren't looking, I just planted one right on his left cheek. I'll never forget the look on his face. He was so dazed, so startled. It was just one of those moments that will stay with me for the rest of my life.

After that fateful kiss, I just swam away. Much to my content, Derrick came to find me soon after and asked me simply, "Why did you run away?"
"I didn't run away." I replied.
"Yes you did." he said. I had totally run away, he was right. After that, he asked me why I had done that and all, to which I answered that I wasn't completely sure... just that I felt he deserved it. He smiled at me. That was the first time I had ever seen that sweet smile of his, and I think I just about fell in love with him right there. Yes, I can be romantic if I want to be. Sue me.

Eventually, of course, the boys had to go home. But I made a point to get Derrick's MSN, and I was so determined to get to know him better. My efforts would be rewarded.

Over the following months, I got to know Derrick very well, and he got to know me, too. We eventually became best friends, to a point where I would talk to him everyday until well into the night. During this time, I learned of his story, one that encircled heartbreak and loneliness, and a world that was like a living Hell for him. He told me about his parents splitting up, his brother's staying at a hospital being treated for anxiety, his stressful household, and his constant negative, sad mood. I was determined to help him now. But what could I do? I was a 13-year-old girl, a province away, who was trying to help someone she had only known a few months recover from ages of stress and sadness. In my eyes, there was only one thing that I could do, and I would do it to the very best of my ability: I would be his friend.

And I was. Everything seemed to be getting better for him, and eventually, sometime in late November, he confessed to me that he loved me. I told him that I loved him too, but that the distance would make it very hard for us to be together. I soon changed my tune about that, actually, and Derrick and I have been together since December 2nd... a relationship 7 months in the making now.

Eventually, I told Kelli of Derrick's troubles at home and she invited him to start spending weekends in New Brunswick with her and Frankie more often, about once a month. And, until the school year was over, he did. He was here for March break and some of Christmas break, and now, he's staying with Kelli and Frankie until the end of the summer. And us? Well, we couldn't be happier to finally be together, after going weeks at a time without seeing each other.

Well, now, that brings us to the real reason I've started this blog. That would be because my very favorite aunt Kelli, suggested that I keep a journal this summer. I asked her why, and her response was something like this:
"Are you kidding me? If I could go back in time, and tell myself to do one thing, it would be to keep a journal, or a diary, or something like that. I don't remember all the summers I spent as a teenager, but I really wish I did. And, think about it. You're both 14 now, you boyfriend is coming from another province to stay the summer, you're in love, and you're pretty much free! This is like Dawson's-f**king-Creek, man!"
So, she was right, of course. But, instead of keeping a journal or a diary, I've decided to blog instead. Why blog? Two reasons. One, because I don't like hand writing things all that much, really. And two, I think it'll keep me entertained longer.

Well, there you have it. My whole little story condensed, somewhat, into one blog entry. And this is just the tip of the iceberg, I have a WHOLE lot more to tell. So, stay tuned, cause maybe later I'll write something interesting.

Yours truly,
- Lexi

Music: New Divide by Linkin Park