Post by *ALIYAH CECILE PETERS! on Jan 2, 2010 11:14:53 GMT -5
SITUATIONS ARE IRRELVANT NOW ,
THE FRUSTRATION, IT'S A REGULAR THING !
THE FRUSTRATION, IT'S A REGULAR THING !
[/center][/size][/font]Aliyah wasn't the type of person who would do what she was told as soon as she was. She would usually mope around in bed, sit on the computer or just plop her lazy butt on the couch with her dog. She really only cared about herself but she liked to make other think she cared about them. Yea Aliyah was some what of a bitch, but really she doens't care about anything since she's so self absorbed. Like for instance if you were to tell her that something she is wearing was ugly she'd probably argue with you for hours that no its not and why it isn't and she'd go into a hundred percent details if she had to just to convince you that the what ever it is was cute. Yea and she had done that before with one of her old friends from public school.
Aliyah sat up in bed and reached to the end to pat the small pomeranian, named lacey, she had on her head.The dog yipped and bark as she got out of bed. She slipped on a pair of rainow slippers and called room service for break fast. That was a huge plus of staying in a hotel while on tour. She loooooved to eat and honestly its surprising she's not fat.She weights about 109 pounds which is about average for someone her size, besides she has a really fast motabolism. Room service finally had arrived with ehr breakfast. She took the plates over to her bed and ate. She sighed, it was kind of funny that she was actually in a hotel instead of on her tour bus but she wanted to be away from everyone last night. She sat in bed and munched on the waffles and threw a few pieces to her dog.After she was finished she went to the bathroom and took a shower. While she straightened her hair she threw on a bit of make up and some clothes.
Lacey was at her feet the whole time barking and howling but Aliyah just ignored her. She grabbed her keys, threw on stilettos and walked out the door holding her dog. She was going to head back to the tour buses to make sure nothing important was really going on. She put her dog in her black solstice and drove off. Her little dog curled up onto Aliyah's lap and shut its large bug eyes. Aliyah sighed. She didn't feel all that great this morning. She was really stressed out and everything was overwhelming her and it was all tooo much to handle. I mean with the concerts and traveling, it was hard for ehr since this was her first year of doing this.
After a while she stopped at a McDonald's and order a cheeseburger without pickles and onions, a large fry with sweet n sour sauce and coke to drink.While she drive she'd eat a fry then give one to her tired dog. Lacey could probably eat anything ( not exactly anything but you get my point) and not die. Her whole life she had been fed people food, though she was only seven months old. She had just finished her food as she pulled up to the tour buses. She looked for her bands and parked somewhat near it. For her rent a car worked miracles. She grabbed lacey and walked in to the bus and plopped lacey down on a chair and herself on another. When she landed she she made an ooomft like noise and chuckled.
Aliyah kicked of her stilettos and threw her jacket off too. So all she was wearing right now was a really low cut shirt that hugged her figure and skinny jeans. She walked to the back of the bus where her stuff was and dug through her bag for a secret stash of weed. She went outside and started smoking it. She really didn't give a crap if she got cought or not. The large puffs of smoke floated around her.
This was at least calming her nerves. This morning she was really tense and felt like shit but now she was actually relaxed. Well probably because she was high but eh she was barely ever like this. She continued to take a few puffs of the smoke in and breathed it out. She opened the bus door so her dog could come out. Lacey come! She croaked as the small dog pranced up to her wagging its tail.She picked the pomeranian up, shut the bus door and set Lacey on the ground with a leash on so she didn't try to run away. As she watched her dog that high like feeling began to really hit her.
I HATE THE ONES WHO LOVE TO HATE ,
i hope you like this post of Seven hundred and ninty five , i put alot into it. this thread is tagged for the infamous open , we're going to be having tons of fun in this thread babe. and if you must know it's completed . these kick ass lyrics are from escape the fate, and the outfit? oh that's just here , leave it on babe. now get started on posting, i'm waiting.
