I Hear Noises ~ Tegan and Sara

I am disappointed
Every morning that I wake up
I am disappointed by the feeling
Of waking up next to you
You call me up, let me know that
That my sick guilt is so unwelcome
It's so unwelcome yeah
I hear noises in the darkness
I hear sadness in your voice
I hear noises in the darkness
I hear sadness inside you
My health is failing me
So I flip on the television
And watch sad movies
And look for sad sick people like me
Call me up, and let me know that
That my sick guilt is so unwelcome
I'm so unwelcome
I'm so unwelcome
I hear noises in the darkness
I hear sadness in your voice
I hear noises in the darkness
I hear sadness inside you
We could go
(We could go)
We could go through the front door
(Through the front door)
We could go
(We could go)
We go in through the front door
(Through the front door)
We could go
(We could go)
We go in through the front door
(Through the front door)
We could go
(We could go)
I come in through the front door
Through the front door
And the pills they will not
Will not
Will not
Will not let me go
And I will not
Will not
Will not let you drink yourself alone
Call me up and let me know that
That my sick guilt is so unwelcome
You're so unwelcome
You're so unwelcome
I hear noises in the darkness
I hear sadness in your voice
I hear noises in the darkness
I hear sadness inside you
I hear noises in the darkness
I hear sadness inside you
I hear sadness inside you

Ok so I have not blogged in awhile. The reason for that is really quite simple. I have been injected with the T-Virus. So it is only a matter of time before I become a zombie. Which would be pretty cool when I think about it. I mean I wouldn't mind being the undead. But not the stupid shoot'em in the head sort of undead from the movies. More like the undead from World of Warcraft. Undead with a mission! Anyways I think I am going to end this blog... I'm getting really hungry.

My Morning

So some of you may have noticed that I wasn't in class today. There is a really good explanation for that. I was laying in my bed fast asleep when I suddenly awoke to what I thought was popcorn popping. I was so wrong. Turned out to be a machine gun that was held by that dark shadowy figure I have come to call Tony Knight. Now you may wonder why I wasn't killed at that moment. I mean I am vulnerable and in bed with being asleep and all and he is about 10 feet away from me but he still managed to miss me. Now thinking that is a good thought but something you need to know about Tony Knight is that he likes to play games. The first shots were only warning shots. So anyways, when I realized what was going on I rolled off of my bed and onto the floor. I flipped up the bed (luckily I have iron plating between the box spring and the matress) and hid behind it. I grab Ebony and Ivory (my handguns) which I keep taped under my bed. There is a shower of bullets raining down on the other side of the mattress. I see my jeans layin on the floor beside me and quickly put them on. I grab a shirt that had gotten pushed under the bed as well. Cement chips are flying out of the wall. Suddenly there is silence. I quickly roll out from the side of the bed and return fire. The shadow figure throws aside the machine gun and pulls out a shot gun that he had on his back. He fires a quick shot that sends me leaping behind the furnace so that I don't recieve the buck shot that was fired at me. I fire off a few more shots has he bolts up the stairs. He likes playing games. He always wants me to follow him. I wonder what would happen if I didn't follow him. What if I just stayed right here? As these thoughts go through my mind I hear a clanking on the stairs. I look over and see a frag grenade bouncing down. I jump up and run for the stairs. I lunge up the them as fast as I can as the grenade explodes behind. The explosion sends me flying into the wall in the kitchen. I quickly pull myself up afraid that Tony Knight is standing in the kitchen some where waiting to stab me or shoot me but I can't see him anywhere. However, I do see the door wide open and I feel a draft from the cold Saskatchewan air. I brush myself off and walk to the side of the door and peak around the corner. I see him hiding over by the garbage can. I fire 3 shots in his direction and decide that if I am going to go after him then I will need more weapons and more ammo. I grab my hunting knife and my extra clips that I have stashed in the kitchen. I look at the clock and see that I am going to be late for class but unfortunatly this is more important at the moment. I lean out the door again and real back as the shot gun peppers my doorway. I am going to need some grenades. I crawl over to the grenade drawer, also known as the canned goods drawer, and grab my belt of grenades. I pull one off the belt, yank one out the pin and lob the grenade at the trash can. I watch as TK runs and dives behind a parked car. The explosion shakes everything. I run outside shooting at the spot the TK jumped behind. I run up to the car and see that I must have hit him in the leg because there is shadow blood in the snow. As I look to see where the trail of blood goes I feel a sharp burning sensation in my calf. I should have been more careful! TK had buried a large knife into my leg. I fall to the ground and TK jumps on me trying to wrestle Ebony and Ivory away from me. At this point we hear police sirens. Someone must have called the police. TK quickly stops fighting and runs off between the houses. And thats why I was not in class. The police took me in for questioning.

Random School Computer Blog

So I was just sitting at the school in the computer room. There were actually alot of people in there doing the regular what not that people do in a computer lab. Others were talking on msn, playing games, writing emails, etc. I on the other hand was listening to Dido and writing a blog. It was pretty sweet. It was just like any other day, the sun was shining, the freezing rain had fallen throughout the night causing everything to be a frozen tundra of sheer iceness (I hate Saskatchewan). Anyways I digress. So I was just sitting there minding my own business and writing a boring blog as usual when suddenly from out of nowhere the computer that was on the right of me explodes spewing molten computer all over of Matt's face. Writhing and screaming he falls to the floor cluching what is left of his face in his hands. Marilee, Caitlin, Steph, starla and Kristine freak out and start screaming. Startled and taken aback I jump over to where Matt is laying on the floor. As I reach down to help him, and possibly drive him to a hospital, I hear another explosion come from right behind me. I already knew that another computer had exploded before I turned around but when I turned around I saw that Scott was not able to escape the blast. He was missing his left arm but the explosion had cautorized his wound so he was actually doing alright. I yelled to everyone to get the hell out of the computer lab. I knew what was coming if we didn't and it would not be pretty. Scott helped me drag Matt out as more computers started exploding. Luckily we made it out into the hallway before anyone else was seriously injured. I kneeled down to check Matt's pulse. Scott was seriously angry at the loss of his favorite arm that he started freaking out and yelling "Now what am I suppose to do!" His loss enraged him so much that he punched the wall with his good arm and to his surprise his fist went right through the wall. "Holy Crap!" he yelled as he pulled his arm from the wall. "I just punched through that brick wall!" I jumped up and stared in shock at the hole in the wall. Scott and I then heard a groan behind us. We turned around and saw Matt standing up shaking his head grogilly. "What happened?" he inquired. Before we could answer the question he answered it for himself. "When the molten computer exploded on my face the wiring and everything must have fused with my brain causing me to be a human computer!" We all just stood there in shock. "Why did the computers start exploding though?" queried Scott. We all walked back into the computer room and Matt started picking things up from the debris. "Radioactive-electromagnitismness" replied Matt, "Thats what caused your super strength and my computing ability." As I surveyed the wreckage and thought to myself that I was ripped off for not recieving some sort of power it dawned on my who was behind the attack. Tony Knight. He was back. He was angry. This attack was just the beggining of something much bigger.