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It’s ariannegibson

Hey guys I finally decided to use my other account that I made a while ago. This one is getting old. Like 2 years way old haha so add me on ariannegibson please=] I want to make it my regular account instead of going on it once in a while. Thanks.

Arianne.

I have been in the worst mood for the last few days.

I might go to Cedar Key with my mom and sister for my sister’s “after wedding party” thing to see where she wants to have the party at.

Might see 27 dresses with Lacey tomorrow.

Panic (so what’s up with the ! Is it in or out now?) At The Disco concert April 24^th: me, Lacey, Alexandra, Kayla, and maybe Mariah. If anyone is going to the Orlando show let me know.

School has been stressful lately.

I cant stand anyone. What’s new?

leave some stuff. Arianne.

About the whole Tyler journal.

Well first off, we are girls. Of course we’re going to talk about it. Lacey liked Tyler and we had friends on buzznet who knew lacey liked a kid so we talked about it in my journal. It was like months ago obviously. So you can laugh about it with your friends and make a joke but we were just being girls. But now I know not to post anymore journals. Ever again. Haha.

Back to buzznet people-

Sandee get yo ass on aim

Ashleigh where are you??

And to everyone else that I don’t feel like singling out IM me - mushaboomarianne

Well it really wasn’t that great of a trip. My grandma drove my mom and I crazy. Lets just leave that subject alone cause if I go into to much detail about my grandma I will get all angry again. So anyways, don’t EVER take a Trafalgar travel tour, don’t EVER. If you don’t buy an optional excursion like going to the Leaning Tower of Pisa AKA Leaning Tower of Pizza to my grandma, they’ll leave you in the cold in whatever city your in for SEVEN hours. No fun. Believe me. Most (NOT ALL) people who live in Italy are mean. We got yelled at in Italian like four times. It was basically a pretty bad trip. I don’t ever want to leave America again. Ever. I didn’t like our tour group either. The people were so boring. And these three girls I could just strangle. I didn’t like them. Obviously. But I can say that I met people from England, Italy (of course), Australia, and South Africa. There was a few people on the tour that were alright. BUT the guys in Italy…. Whoo damn “I’ll teach you how to speak English boy! Better yet how about you teach me Italian ;] lmao haha. I got a lot of great pictures though. But they’re all on my grandma’s camera in West Palm Beach because my camera sucks at taking pics and my sister’s camera that we borrowed wouldn’t charge.

There was a lot of different things in Italy then America like: the electricity in almost every hotel in Italy was different then the last, same with the plumbing ( a few times I couldn’t even find the flusher, I even looked on the ceiling once lmao AND when me and my mom went to the bathroom in Verona it was a freaking hole in the ground lined with porcelain! “Arianne did you use the hole!!?” “Oh hell no!” lmao The heat and air conditioning was different too and so was: the cars and transportation, streets, the 6 hour time difference from where I live, Euros are worth more of there because America’s economy pretty much sucks now, and the high altitude was different for me too.

Speaking of altitude, I get altitude sickness. Remember I live in Florida, I’m at sea level. My ears popped like all the time, I got queasy, and my head hurt a lot. We got ripped off big time once. A street vender in Rome made us pay 32 Euros for a hot dog and two slices of pizza. That’s like 50 dollars in America haha oh well. I saw snow! It was on the Apennine mountains as we passed them. It was so cool because people built little cottage styled homes on the mountains it was like looking at a painting, so amazing. I took a gondola ride with my mom (my grandma didn’t go on it! Thank god! It was fun being without her!) in Venice.

The cities I went to were: Rome, Assisi, Sam Marino, Firenze, Verona, and Venice. San Marino was AMAZING! It’s basically it’s on republic, though it’s in Italy and its on a big mountain. Your basically as high as the clouds but it was really hazy and foggy so we couldn’t see anything. It felt like you were in a Harry Potter movie too. It was just great. Especially the guy in the restaurant we went too ;]

The hotels we stayed at were The Carlo Mangno (hot guy worked there! Haha) San Giuliano (my mom referred to it as “Faulty Towers” lmao you would have to watch that English comedy show to understand the joke in it) Relais Certosa pretty nice hotel, and then some other hotel that I forgot the name of.

Plane flights:

West Palm Beach to Atlanta- one hour and thirty minutes. Plane flight from Atlanta to Rome- 9 hours and 30 minutes with a lady’s seat practically in my mom’s lap then she asked my mom to stop kicking her seat and my mom just basically went ballistic on her. They had some pretty good food haha

Going home: Rome to Atlanta- 11 hours and 30 minutes then from Atlanta to West Palm Beach 1 hour and 20 minutes. Then my mom and I stayed a night at my grandmas then left early the next day in the car singing to AMERICAN Girl by Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers talking about how glad we were back in the states and got home by 12 afternoon.

It wasn’t the greatest trip and my grandma and her bag lady suitcase made me and my mom angry and gave the Italians a real good laugh, but I sure did see a lot and realize just how much people mean to me and how much I love my home and family and friends. And of course my wonderful Buzznet friends! I missed you dearly, seriously all of you I missed. I’ll have to post pictures another day though.

Love, Arianne

Sandee’s POV

I woke up to Brendon practically stepping on my stomach. “Ow!” I yelped. “Sorry.” he said as he held his head. “Have a headache?” I asked him. He nodded. I got up and went to Pete’s cabinet in the downstairs bathroom. I grabbed some aspirin and went into the kitchen. I got him a glass of water then handed him the pills and water. He took the pills and drank the glass of water. “Thanks for everything and sorry about last night.” he said. “It’s okay.” I said slightly smiling. “Where’s Lillian?” he asked. I laughed. “Well, we kind of left her at the club. You told us to run.” he laughed then shook his head and sighed. “Is everything okay with you and Lillian?” I asked. He paused. “No, not really. I don’t have the same feelings for her anymore. And to top it all of she’s really jealous of you.” his eyes widened when he heard himself say that. “Why me?” I asked. “It’s not like we’ve done anything yet. I mean anything. At all.” I said. Yet? Yet?! What the hell was I thinking?! He cleared his throat. “Yeah, well she’s jealous about a lot of things. So is everyone still sleeping?” he asked, changing the subject. “Yeah I think so.” I said. I looked at the clock. It was 12:15 in the afternoon. “Well do you want to eat something?” I asked. “Sure.” he said. “How about I make us macaroni and cheese?” “Sounds good to me.” he said. “Sweet.” I said then got up. “You slept in that?” he asked. I looked down at myself. I was still wearing what I wore to the club. “Yup. I had nothing else to wear.” I went into the kitchen and grabbed a box of macaroni out of the cabinet. He got off the couch and I couldn’t help but stare at his body from the corner of my eye. He was still only in his briefs. “Well I feel naked compared to you.” He joked. He came in the kitchen and got some more water. I accidentally bumped into him. “Sorry.” I said. “No problem.” he smiled. If it was possible, I probably could have melted right there on the floor. “I’m gonna go take a shower.” he said. “Kay.” I said as I placed the noodles and water on the stove. He smiled slightly then walked upstairs.

After he got out of the shower, he grabbed a bowl and began eating his macaroni as I was finishing mine up. “Thanks for the lunch.” he said. “No problem.” I watched him eat for awhile. “Well I’m gonna go wake up Ashleigh. Know where she is?” He looked up from his bowl. “I think she’s with Spencer.” he said with a mouthful of food. “Figures.” I said. “Seems like those two are in looooove.” I chuckled.
“Seriously.” I said. I went upstairs and knocked on Spencer’s door. “Who is it?” he said. “Sandee.” I replied. “Oh come in.” I walked in and Ashleigh was sleeping in his bed. He was on the ground with a cover over him. “So she kicked you out of your own bed?” I laughed. “Yup.” he said laughing. “Nah, I let her have it.” “That’s sweet.” I smiled. I walked over to the bed. “Hey Ashleigh.” I said shaking her lightly. She woke up. “You want to head out now?” I asked her. “What time is it?” she asked groggily. “It’s about one.” I said. “Oh wow. Yeah we should probably go.” she said. “Already?” Spencer shot up. She smiled. “Yeah, I need to get home. But you can always text me.” she said. Spencer smiled. “Okay.” Silence came over us. “Well.. I’m gonna tell the rest of the boys goodbye. Ashleigh come out when you’re ready, kay?” She nodded her head. “Kay.” I walked out of the room and told the guys who were up that we were leaving. Spencer and Ashleigh came downstairs and hugged each other. “Bye guys.” we said. I waved bye to them as Brendon walked up to me. He took me in a tight embrace. “Thanks for everything.” he said as he held on tighter. “No problem, I owed you after the Scottie situation. Bye Brendon.” He smiled. “Bye.” We got in Ashleigh’s car and headed home. “Soo.. Is there something between you and Spencer?” I asked Ashleigh while she continued to drive. “Well.. We kinda kissed last night.” I craned my neck towards her. “Are you kidding me?” She sighed. “Spencer is amazing. He’s such a better person than Cameron.” I looked out my window. “Can’t disagree with that.” I said. When we got home I decided to take a shower. Once I got out of the shower and dried my hair, I went to check the time. Shit, I left my phone at Pete’s house. I got dressed and hopped downstairs. “I have to go get my phone from Pete’s house Ashleigh I’ll be back soon!” I yelled to her as I ran out of the apartment. I started my car and headed over to Pete’s house. When I got to the front door I rang the bell. Pete answered. “Hey Pete, I left my phone here do you know where it’s at?” I asked him. “Hey, I think Brendon has it. He said he would give it to you the next time he saw you.” he said. “He’s in his room, you can go get it from him.” he told me which room was his and I walked towards it. I heard the radio blaring in his room. I smiled to myself as I turned the door knob. My mouth fell open. Wow, I wasn’t expecting that.

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Arianne =)

Dude I am so bored. All my friends are at the mall but I didn’t feel like going. Kinda in a pissed off mood. I have exams next week =] lucky me right? Ugh I hate studying. I can never concentrate. Plus I left my science book in class so wish me luck on actually being able to study.

Well, besides exams next week, I only have to go to school on Monday through Wednesday. Then I get out of school for Christmas break =D

Not getting much for Christmas since I’ll be buying stuff in Italy. For x-mas I’ll be getting an iPod docking system and Superbad on dvd=] and a guitar from my uncle. Speaking of guitars and my uncle, somebody broke into my uncles house , stole 3 guitars, then saw the police and through the guitars out the window of their car =/ fuckers. How fucking disrespectful to a musician, that’s gotta be so hard for him.

I leave for West Palm Beach/grandma’s house in 12 days. Then the next day I head over to Italy=]

Fanfic readers: I’ll be posting a new chapter by this weekend.

NO ONE is on aim. Add me if you want to talk: mushaboomarianne.

Got a C on my last science test.

I got a freakin 45 out of 50 points on my Metallica guitar test =/ im fricken pissed.

Oh wow. Speaking of guitar, I wont have guitar class for like a month since the break =/ eekk kinda scary to think about. HOLY FUCK! I wont have my guitar when im in Italy! =[

Anyways, once again my aim is: mushaboomarianne add me and talk hoes =] haha

Arianne.

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