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Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Another make up look!



Here we used neon pink again, and some grey on the crease line. We made sure to blend it, of course. Finished off the colours with a light light yellow to highlight the brow. Then for the finishing touches we used liquid eye-liner a bit past the end of the lashes. And then we added mascara, ta-da! Here's a chic rocker look.

Monday, June 29, 2009

ichat

ICHAT SUCKS. It keeps logging me outtt grrrrrr. and then I'm talking to myself for about an hour until I realise oh wait it must've logged me out again, dammit.

Hey Ya'll

All right guys, whether you're a guy or a girl, I say make up is for everyone. I found a REALLY GOOD make up artist. He's funny and cute and his name is Josh. Here is one video that I want all of ya'll to check out. He is really talented. His site is: http://www.petrilude.com/

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Away with traditional eye-shadow?!


I just came across this (perhaps a bit too late, for this was posted in February 2008) butttt, they have invented a stick on and peel off eye shadow! No more brushes, pencils, and powders.
To this I say PISH POSH. Where is the real artistry in this!? The blending, the highlighting, and all the work that goes into making your eyes, well, eye-catching, is what makes the look special! And if you look at the picture you can tell it isn't perfect. Again I say, pish and posh.

NeverShoutNever

I just downloaded NeverShoutNever's The Summer EP. The first song, "Happy" really is a happy song. Another song that stands out is "On The Brightside." It is about comparing tall and small and finding peace of mind. The Yippee EP is also great. Starting off with the ambitious and energetic "Heregoesnothin" this EP is great for the summer as well. NeverShoutNever remind me of Hellogoodbye and maybe All Time Low. These two EP's are must downloads for your summer playlist!

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Missing You

Remember when we’d hang around town
When we got caught by the black police
When you took my hand and we ran
As fast as our feet would go

Remember when you’d hold me close
Closer than anybody else
And you’d kiss the top of my head
And promised never to let go

Well, I miss you, I miss you
Yeah, I miss you, oh

Remember that day when
We went to the beach
We kissed in the sand
We were flying so high
You said you loved me
I loved you too

I wish we could go back
To the best days of my life
Oh if we could go back
I promise not to mess it up (again)

Well; I miss you, I miss you
Yeah, I miss you, I miss you, oh

Friday, June 26, 2009

More Make Up


Colours Used: Purple, Blue, Green, Pink, Black(Eye liner)
Start on the outer corner of your eye with purple, then continue counter-clockwise with blue and green. Blend where the colours meet. Use Pink, starting again at the outer corner, and bring under the eye. Put a light colour under the brow to highlight it. Don't forget the eye liner and the mascara.

Dear Reader

Dear Reader,

Life is a grand old thing. It's been around since Adam and Eve and the Big Bang. In life, we suffer, we experience joys and sorrows, but most of all we experience a journey....

Is that getting too deep for ya? It is for me.
Definition of Life: A funny, funny, funny thing that begins to happen when the egg is fertilized in a woman's body.

The best outlook to have on life is being able to laugh at it all. Not to say that you should treat life as a joke, but when worst comes to worst and you're not in the best position, just think about it and you'll start laughing. (I hope. Or else this post is rather irrelevant.)

Reader, I hope your life is as grand and funny as mine.

With much love and laughter,
Ava Lively.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4KQAVCfSzzk

Rest In Peace



Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett.

Michael died at the age of 50 from a heart attack.

Farrah Fawcett died at the age of 62 from cancer.
http://www.facebook.com/ext/share.php?sid=94855152030&h=ulGCB&u=-Mzuf&ref=mf

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Realisation

Girl:
I’m always thinking about you
I hope you’re thinking of me too
I don’t know why I can’t let go
It’s like I’m running backwards

Boy:
Oh I know its hard
But you’ve got to try
I’m not here for you
It’s been awhile since I’ve said good-bye

Girl:
But it’s not just the thought of you that kills me
It’s the things, that we did, and the things I want to do

Boy:
I’m not your friend
I never was
It’s long been the end
Don't know why we're still talking

Girl:
Oh, I, Can’t get you off my mind
No, I, Can't get you off my mind
Boy:
Oh Why, Cant you get me off your mind
Oh Why, Cant you get me off your mind

Neon Pink Eye Make-Up

Suicide

In 2005, Connecticut was ranked 44th in suicide numbers.
If you are having suicidal thoughts, you must really think about how your family and friends will react and feel afterwards. If you feel like you have no one to talk to please call these numbers!

Suicide Prevention Hotlines:

1-800-SUICIDE (1-800-784-2433) or

1-800-273-TALK (1-800-273-8255)

Don't hurt yourself to stop the pain. The next step would be suicide and suicide is not the answer. We were all put on this earth for a reason. You can always seek help and talk to someone about your feelings. There will always be someone that cares. You'd be a much bigger hero to keep living than to kill yourself.

If you are feeling down or depressed, feel free to post a comment. No one deserves to suffer alone.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

party

arms swinging
hips swaying
voices ringing
let's sing all night
you sing all right
I've got you in sight

Monday, June 22, 2009

MY IPOD WAS STOLEN

WHY DO PEOPLE STEAL!?

"I thought you were special"

Garbage's song, Special, is exactly what I feel like right now.
Here are the lyrics:

I'm living without you
I know all about you
I have run you down into the ground
Spread disease about you over town

I used to adore you
I couldn't control you
There was nothing that I wouldn't do
To keep myself around and close to you

Do you have an opinion?
A mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know
But I've run out of patience
I couldn't care less

I...
I...

Do you have an opinion?
A mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know

I used to amuse you
I knew that I'd lose you
Now you're here and begging for a chance
There's no way in hell I'd take it back

Do you have an opinion?
A mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know
But I've run out of patience
I've run out of comments
I'm tired of the violence
I couldn't care less

I'm looking for a new
I'm looking for a new
I'm looking for a new
I'm looking for a new

We were the talk of the town
We were the talk of the town
We were the talk of the town
We were the talk of the town

I thought you were special
I thought you were special
I thought you were special
I thought you were special...

Two guys. One was immature and opinion-less. The other was someone whom I thought I knew but I guess I didn't know him at all. I thought he was special...

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Answers

I just want some answers
Something substantial
You flipping led me on
For a year

You don't have the right
To say it doesn't matter
Cuz it did
And you know it

!@#$

I love the music on this.

http://www.foxsearchlight.com/500daysofsummer/

Satan

Mum: When Satan comes knocking at your door, simply say, "Jesus, will you get that?"

Me: Ok..

Grandmother: How precious! Only problem is, Satan doesn't knock! He just comes right in!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v_UyVmITiYQ

Girl Stares

Do you want to know what I absolutely detest, abhor, hate?
Have you ever experienced meeting someone new, or just running into someone, specifically a girl and they won't say anything, but they'll just STARE at you?
It's like what do you want? Have I got a booger on my face? Why don't you speak?!
It feels really really really horrible to be stared at. And I don't know if they know they're staring or what but it's a terrible thing to do.
Personally, I know that I HAVE done the stare-down, but I only do it purposely to girls I don't like. That's something different all together.
But the other day I went to the bathroom at a bowling alley. And I was feeling all happy and normal when this 12 year old turns around and just stares at me. And I'm all pretending like I don't notice but I really do. And she's just LOOKING at me and I'm like WHAT?!
So annoying.

VAMPIRE DREAM

OK, Last night I had THE craziest and most insane dream, and it was AWESOME.

I dreamt I was a vampire and I had to kill my vampire enemies. I drank beer (which in my dream, is VERY bad for vampires.) With one sip, I was drunk as hell. "HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO JUMP?" I was supposed to jump from a balcony onto the evil vamps who were letting it be known that there were vampires in town. ILLEGAL. So, we doused the evil vamps in beer, then threw matches upon them, in hopes that they would catch fire and die. That happened for all but one. The worst vampire lived. His name was Tom. For those of you that know me, you will laugh. Haha.
Anyway, He didnt die. So me, my baby vampire, and my GORGEOUS HOT BLACK VAMPIRE BOYFRIEND went running. But my boyfriend was about to die. And I didnt know if I could trust him. For some reason I thought he might be evil as well. Then I woke up.

As I was telling my mum this story, she asked, "Are vampires real?" Both me and my dad responded, "YES!" HAHA. Her response? "HOLY SHIT!"

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Goodbye

What a waste of time
He didn't love me
Just wanted me

What a waste of time
He just led me on
He just liked to flirt

What a waste of time
He didn't care how I felt
Just wanted me at his side

What a waste of time
Just wanted someone to show off
Well, he pissed me off

So goodbye.

Love

L istening, living, life
O rchards filled with flowers
V oices in each others ears
E nchanting, eager

Hope

You doubt it
But maybe...

He said no
But maybe...

You don't understand
But maybe...

You cry
But maybe...

You fall
But maybe...

Nothing Matters

Nothing matters when you
Fall to pieces
The one you love
Doesn't love you

Nobody is there when you
Need them the most
When you cry
Your heart out

You have to lie when you
Don't know the answer
To the questions
They ask

You sleep in the dark when you
Don't want to live
Don't want to speak
Have a headache

You remain quiet when you
Don't have anything
To say
When words are
Meaningless

You dont hear people when you
Have a distracted mind
You don't care any more

Nothing matters when
He doesn't love you
There are too many
Questions
You feel empty
And talking
Is meaningless

Friday, June 19, 2009

breaking heart

sigheth

my heart is breaking

faster than a global warming affected ice berg

in al gores slide show

Afraid

And there we stood holding hands, not wanting to let go
Afraid the other would slip away, that the memories would fade

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Take My Hand

You could have so much fun with me
Trust me, take my hand, and try
We'll go kite flying, yes, we'll fly high
Then we could sing, and you'll play the guitar
Yeah, you and me, babe, we could go far
We could eat ice cream on a hot summer day
We could go to the movies, or watch a Broadway play
We could go swimming, or dance in the rain
I'll take you for a spin, I've got so much more to say

I Miss You

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Still Here

Yeah, I love him
He was mine for a year
You took him home
Now he doesn't come near

I thought we had forever
But our time together ran out
You stole him with a flutter of you lashes
You stole him with a touch of your hand

But I still love him
Could never stop loving him
Once you love, you love always
And baby, I'm still here if you wanna start again

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Evol

She picked up the note that landed on her desk. "Wanna chill later?" She smiled. Of course she did. But was he asking her out, or did he just want to chill as friends? Sighing, she nodded in his direction. He smiled. His plan was going into action.
Later that day, they met at the flagpole in front of the school.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey, what's up?"
He knew she liked him. He's known if for a while now.
"Will you go out with me," she asked.
Whoa, he didn't know she'd make it that easy.
What could be going through her mind?
They walked to the park, but it was getting late.
After a while, he said, "I think I'm going to go home now. Thanks for a great day."
She smiled and they kissed.
He got home and walked up to his room. She was waiting on his bed.
"Hi," she whispered. "I've been waiting too long for this."
She jumped and grabbed at his throat. Slashed his clothes with her nails and tore his skin.
He was frozen. She got mad. This was not the reaction she wanted.
She pushed him down on his bed and he finally screamed, "STOP!"
He pushed her off and told her he was going to call 911.
She begged and begged for him not to, so he didn't.
He told her to take it slow, or there was no more dating for them. She agreed.
But how did he know what else she had in store for him?

Monday, June 15, 2009

Dear Shrink

Dear Shrink,

I've been having some issues lately. And I'm wondering if you could help me. That's your job isn't it? All right-y then! Haha!

1) My ex is convinced that I want to get back together with him, but I'm not sure I want to. Sometimes he's a real jerk. But I do miss what he used to be like.

2) I got into a fight with one of my "used-to-be friends" I guess that's what you would call it. He says we were never really good friends. Though, talking every night for a full year does make me think that something is wrong when he randomly stops responding to anything I say. Forcing me to say things like "don't ignore me" when I try to talk to him. *confused*

3) I have this terrible blister on my foot. It really has me thinking, should I wear a band-aid on it?

4) I'm GOING SAILING NEXT WEEK and I don't want to! Help!!

Thank you, Shrink. Write back soon!

Bowling! HAHA.

Greasy bowling balls
Shiny floors
Sketchy guys
Opening doors
Balls go flying
Down the lane
Gutter balls
Drive you insane
"Those guys are free."
"Oh, yeah, yeah, sure!"
That's my brother.
Oh, poor girl.
Throw that ball
Hard as you can
Strike!
I win.

Alone

Sitting on my bed
Thoughts running through my head
"Can't stop the Signal, Mal"
I'm all alone

I wish I was with someone
I wish that you were here
I wish that I could call you
I wish that you were near

I'm all alone in my room
Thinking way too much
Then I think of you
You're having all the fun

"Can't stop the Signal, Mal"
Can't stop it.

What is wrong with me?

Who did I think I was,
To tell you how to be
Who did I think I was,
What is wrong with me?

Didn’t know it would hurt so bad
Didn’t know what you would think
Just missed you too much to care
Just really wished you thought of me

Dreamt of you, thought of you
Did you do the same for me?
Did you move on to someone better?
‘Cause I’m still the same old me

I’m sorry for what I said
And for what I sounded like
I’m sorry that I’m nervous
I don’t understand what’s going on in your head

But who did I think I was,
To tell you how to be
Who did I think I was,
And what is wrong with me?

Saturday, June 13, 2009

"Maybe I just need a change, maybe I just need a new cologne."

The other day I went to the doctor and after telling him about my issue with going to school, about my depression, and about my panic attacks, he looks me straight in the eye and says "You need a change." Then after ranting for half an hour about change (sounding a lot like Obama I must say) he concluded that I needed to leave the country for the summer. To experience a Change.

This is not going to happen, but I wonder if that would truly work for someone with as many problems as me.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Time to find someone new.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Normalcy.

Everything has changed. The weather, the time, the style of clothes, the people. Who I am is not who I used to be. Who you are is not who you used to be. Yes, we may look similar to that old school portrait, yes we may still live in the same house, the same town, but we’re older now. Different thoughts, different views and opinions in our minds.
Sometimes I think back to when I was younger and say, boy, I wish I was still as innocent as I was then. I am so different than that girl I used to be. The difference is notable from year to year. I do dress the same as I did last year. I do not think the same as I did last year. Nor do I act the same as I did last year.
People say things like, “She is not normal” or “She is weird.” Tell me, if things are always changing, is there ever a normal? There is only different, there is only weird.
The only thing that could possibly be "normal" is a routine, and after awhile, even that changes.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Fear

Long days
Continuous thoughts
Never-ending dread
A building
Hundreds of people
Loud shouts
Tinny clanging
Lockers slamming
Dragging feet
Dizzy feeling
Blurry vision
Pounding heart
Late, tardy, skip, cut

Fear.