Maria Alexandria

Why's everyone so excited about halloween?
I'm just gonna stay home thonight. Any suggestion of killing time?

xx

Argh, like it wasn't cold enough, now it's fucking snowing. And it's not even NOVEMBER.

Look!! I don't want snow.. >_>

Ok, so I’ve tried to convince people here on buzznet before to check out the Norwegian rock band Kaizers Orchestra. And I’m NOT giving up as yet.

WIKIPEDIA TIME:

Kaizers Orchestra is a Norwegian alternative rock group formed on January 1, 2000. The two leading members, vocalist Janove Ottesen and guitarist Geir Zahl, had known each other for years, and first played together in a band called Blod, Snått & Juling in 1989.

Kaizers Orchestra are notable for being among the first Norwegian bands or artists singing in their native language to become popular in non-Scandinavian Europe. To other Norwegians, the band is instantly recognizable both because of their unique, unpredictable style, and because of vocalist Ottesen's marked Bryne dialect, shared by four of the other band members.

Style and lyrical themes
Musically, Kaizers Orchestra have explored many different genres of music, the most prominent being fast-paced gypsy rock and "Balkan brass". They are regarded as one of Europe's best live acts, with their 2002 Performance at Roskilde earning them several "Concert of the Year" awards, as well as "Concert of Roskilde 2002".

For the most part, lyrics and music is written by Janove Ottesen, although Geir Zahl has also contributed many compositions. Geir also performs vocals on his compositions at live shows (an exception being "Papa har lov" from Maestro, which Janove sings). The lyrics often contain dark themes like mental illness, war and the Mafia. Many of the songs' storylines are intertwined, with recurring characters being explored during the course of several songs.

Orgin: Bryne, Norway
Years Active: 2000-present
Label(s): Sony BMG, Kaizerecords, Universal Germany, BroilerFarm
Associated Acts: Skambankt, Gnom, Blod Snått & Juling, Jaonve Ottesen, Zahl, Cloroform.
Website: http://www.kaizers.no
               http://www.myspace.com/kaizerso
Members: Janove Ottesen
                 Geir Zahl
                 Terje Winterstø Røthing
                 Rune Solheim
                 Helge Risa
                 Øyvind Storesund

And now, these songs should be chekced out:
- Resistansen
- 170
- Maestro
- Evig Pint
- Action
- Blitzregn Baby
- Knekker Deg Til Sist
- Kontroll På Kontinentet
- Ompa Til Du Dør
- Bak Et Halleluja

Videos:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zOKLu-jX7YQ - Evig Pint

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDiYLeLNGU4 - Maestro

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mYrPdOCM4y0&feature=related - Knekker Deg Til Sist

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YNozTHSQH_o&feature=related - Kontroll På Kontinentet

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vxv0LsJ9kvc&feature=related - Resistansen

Chapter 4

Bzzz. I woke up by my alarm on my phone. “Ugh” I sighted and stretched my arm out, grabbing my phone and turned off the alarm. I laid my head down on the pillow again. After some minutes I raised my head again, rubbing my eyes.

I out of the bed and stretched my body. I went over to the mirror in the bathroom, looking at myself. I remembered what had happen last night, it wasn’t a dream as I assumed first. I had gone to bed without changing clothes or taking my make up off, and now it was all smeared out on my face.

I sighted again and went over to the shower, turned it on and started to undress myself. I went into the shower and let the warm water rain onto my pale skin. It was so refreshing. After 25 minutes I was out of the shower, fully dressed and in my kitchen, filling William’s bowl with food.

I had named the cat William even though it was a girl. Bad habit? Might have been. I went over to the fridge and got myself some food. I hadn’t eaten since 6pm yesterday. I looked up at the clock on the wall. It showed 9.25 exactly.

I had already decided to go to the cafe and work today, even though what happened last night. I needed the money anyway. Everyone think you get a lot of money for killing other people, but really, you don’t. Well, I don’t. The money I get I use on updates on guns and weapons I use.

The “secret” basement in my house, a hidden door behind a bookshelf in the small living room, down a stair, was the place I kept all my knifes, guns and other weapons. I swear to God, even the cat didn’t know about the secret basement.

20 minutes later I was on my way out to my car. I unlocked it and got inside. I checked if my guns still were under the passenger seat, and they were, along with the flashlight. I started the engine and drove out of the gate and into the heart of London.

I’d been at the cafe for about 3 hours when something I really didn’t want to happen, happened. Three boys came into the cafe. Boys might be the wrong word; they were young adults, about same age as me I’d guess.

They were only three today; Matt, Zacky and Johnny. I was glad Gates weren’t here. I did what I was supposed to do, even though I didn’t want to. I walked over to them, slowly. “Do you want to order anything?” I asked in a kinda negative tone.

“Naah, we’ll wait for the others” Matt said, and I froze. “Oh, um, ok” I mumbled and walked away, leaving them with weird face expressions. I walked into the small green room, sitting on the sofa.

I convinced myself that Gates probably wouldn’t recognize me since I were wearing glasses, had my hair tied up in the back and from the fact that he had only seen me max 10 seconds.

After some minutes I walked back into the cafe. I sat down at a table and grabbed a newspaper. “Tell me what happened to Brian again” Johnny asked Matt. I could hear their conversation all the way over here.

“Well, Jimmy called me and told me he had to drive over to Gates and obviously Brian had locked himself inside the bathroom. AGAIN” I couldn’t help but let out a silent giggle even though I knew what’d really happened.

“How the fuck does he manage to lock himself inside the bathroom anyway?” Johnny asked, well, not directly asked anyone, but more himself, “last time he was too drunk to find the door, but this time; we didn’t drink last night, any of us?” I saw Matt nodding slowly, tapping his fingers against the tabletop.

“Well.. It is Brian we’re talking about” Matt eventually said, and stopped tapping his fingers against the table. I just reacted. Matt had used both “Gates” and “Brian” in the same sentence.

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. That was it, I had gone to the right house, it WAS the same person. FUCK.

I stole this from Goodmorningrevival :)

Step 1: Put your music player on random.
Step 2: Post the first line (or so, some are hard) from the first 25 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song.
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 4: Strike out the songs when someone
guesses correctly (No lyric hunting! That is cheating!)

1. "I feel your racing heart, my liquid silver arms extended. These waves aren't far apart. Black gold in clawfoot tubs unchanging, I am fire, where's my form?”

2. "Empty spaces, what are we living for? Abandon places, I guess we know the score. On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for?”

3. "When you feel the world is above you. When you feel like screaming your lungs out. When you're in the darkness all alone"

4. "Let this battle commence, one last time! Let this battle commence, one last time! Let this battle commence, one last time! And I hope for your sake you’re on our side”

5. "You and I, we’re floating in a kaleidoscope of lies. I wanna break free, cause it’s really scaring the hell outta me.”

6. “Do you feel that? Oh shit. Ooh ah ah ah, ooh ah ah ah”  

7. "Dead men they celebrate as the final chapter fades away. Cause they can’t hide, we can see their flesh is rotten”

8. "Here's a copy, of a lesson you know, and put the kind words to bed. For man don't say why, or even know how, it's only awful as the hell that you know.”

9. "It was never enough, it was never enough now, That heroin stuff, traveling through daddys arm now"

10. “So if you’re lonely, you know I’m here waiting for you. I’m just crosshair, I’m just a shot away from you. And if you leave here, you leave me broken shattered alive.”

11. "You live your whole life staring at a wall. Your mind goes blank sooner now you will fall.”

12. "Nobody is perfect, but I’m pretty fucking close. And I’m here to give you more of my heavenly dose, I think you better listen, cause I know who you are, and I think you should treat me like a superstar.”

 13. "Ich werde in die Tannen gehen. Dahin, wo ich sie zu letzt gesehen. Doch der Abend wirft ein Tuch aufs Land, und auf die Wege hinterm Waldesrand.”

14. "Eg ser på det eg har skapt og teller på liv som har gått tapt. Eg ser at det som før låg i vater, eg ser det har blitt skakt”

15. "Love love love love love love love. You were everything I wanted, you were everything a girl could be, then you left me broken hearted, now you don’t mean a thing to me."

16. "Hide the children, don’t make a sound sister. Hide the children, we’ll save this together.”

17. "Where ya gonna be tomorrow, how ya gonna face the sorrow? Where ya gonna be when you die?”

18. "If you knew, what you do, when no one's in the dark room, but me and you.”

19. "Fear and panic in the air. I want to be free, from desolation and despair.”

20. "The man who makes a beast out of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man."

21. "They say “that kid, he’s got”. I’m bringing sassy back, and everything that you thought you can’t forget.”

 22. "Well, it would've been, could've been worse than you would ever know. Oh, the dashboard melted, but we still have the radio."

23. "Fader eg må be om unskyldning, det er min feil at Tony er pakkt inn i presenning. Eg har forbrudt meg mot Monsieur Clavier sitt reglement, du vett at eg ikkje kan hamla opp med han. Eg ber deg. Hjelp, Fader hjelp meg."

24. "Wait, there's never been a mess like this. No more hands to hold. The page turns tomorrow with the hurt to give up. Curse us as God has (sold us).”

25. “You're always looking back, running from the past. You're always sweating me, about the next big heart attack. You're looking over your shoulder, staring down the path.”

And it tasted good. I’m not that afraid of trying new food. The family (except my lil sis) went to Ting Hai, a Chinese restaurant in the city. I love Chinese food, might be cause I’m half Chinese? Idk.

Well, the rest of the family went for “normal” food, while I had shark-soup and squid in carry-sauce with rice and vegetables. If you haven’t tasted squid yet, I recommend it. It might be a little hard to eat, but it tastes good.

Oh, something I thought about earlier; Arendal, the town I live in, is the biggest drug city in Norway. I haven’t seen it myself, except those ppl that smoked some at the festival. Pretty weird oO

And the story I’m writing is coming, I just.. don’t write that much at the time, so it takes some days to do one chapter. I have some ideas though; just don’t know how I’ll write it in.

xx

PS: Halloween this year's gonna be really boring. I might go see a movie or something.

I just realized I've had a lot of them..

Kinda freaky? Hell yeah it is.

Oh, and take my poll, please? :D I'll give you a cookie.

Just a short chapter this time.

Chapter 3

I stood completely still for a while, trying to listen for sounds around myself. After half a minute or so, I quietly looked around in the room. The bed was messy, and looked like someone had just been there.

I walked over to one of the two doors in the room. There was exactly four doors actually, one leading to the hallway and one out on a balcony. I opened the door silently. Wow, this guy had his own room for all his clothes.

I went out of the room and closed the door after me. The clock was almost 2.30 by now.

I went over to the last door. Just as I was about to open the door, I heard the sound of someone flushing a toilet and half a second later the door opened, WHILE I had my hand on it.

I didn’t even react before the door was fully open. “What the fuck?” The guy standing in the door looked tired and really confused, only wearing boxers. I had automatically pointed my gun at him, but I didn’t pull the trigger.

The guy. This was all wrong. The guy I was suppose to kill was named Haner, Brian Haner, not Gates. I was confused, my head was spinning. I must have gotten the wrong address or something, I thought to myself.

Before Gates realized what was happening, I quickly pulled away the gun and pushed him back into the bathroom where he’d just came from. He didn’t even try to stop me, probably just as confused as me.

I closed the door and placed a chair in front of the door, making it locked from the outside, with the chair under the doorknob. After the door was locked and there was no way he’d get out by the next 10 minutes, I ran all I could down the stairs, out of the door and over to my car.

My head was still spinning as I drove out of the street. I drove full speed until I was far away. I looked at the watch I had around my wrist. It was 2.56. I slowed down and pulled over by a bus stop. I cut the engine and relaxed my head on the back of the car seat.

I sighted quietly to myself. There must have been a mix up with the address, I said to myself and closed my eyes. After a couple of minutes I started the engine again and headed home. Once I got home I went straight to bed, not planning to work the following morning.

I hope you liked it :D Even though it's a bit shorter than the other chapters. Read, comment, buzz?

Chapter 2

I walked back into the small room that was supposed to be the “workers place”. Really it was just a small green room with a couch and a table, along with a coffee machine and a sink.

What was up with these weird names? First the person called Gates and the other person, called Rev started argue over a coffee, and then there was a person called Shadows. The two last ones had the closest to earth names; Zacky and Johnny.

I sat down in the couch and sighted. The group of people had been talking loud, broken half a dozen glasses and there was a miracle that the rest of the people in the cafe hadn’t complained yet. Though, there wouldn’t be long until I’d throw them out anyway.

 I drank up the rest of the water I had in the glass right in front of me. The cold water felt refreshing in my mouth before I swallowed it. I slowly walked out of the small green room and entered the cafe again.

The five guys were still sitting there, talking about music and arguing over stuff I couldn’t even imagine. I walked over to their table and suddenly it became that awkward silence again.

“I’s there anything more you want?” I asked them, looking from person to person. The first guy at the left side was the really small one, with a Mohawk, going by the name Johnny. Next to him were the tall guy, named Rev and beside him, Gates. On the other side of the table were the one called Shadows, covered in tattoos, and next to him the guy called Zacky.

“Naah, I’m not gonna have anything more” Shadows said and smiled at me. “Me neither” all of them eventually said after each other. “Fine” I said and looked at them, waiting for them to leave. “So..You’re not going to leave?” I asked after a while.

“Whoa, I think she wants us to leave” Gates said and got up from the chair. “No, no no no, I just” I started but was cut off by Gates again, “oh, well then we stay”. “No wait” I started but realized I had just asked them to leave twice. Gates laughed a bit and I just gave him a death glare. “Don’t worry, we’ll leave, won’t we guys?”

They all got up and got their jackets and walked towards the entrance. “Haha, we have to go here more” Zacky said and they all laughed a bit before they walked out of the door. I sat down at the table they’d just left, feeling embarrassed.

I started to clean up the mess, and soon after I decided to close off the cafe and head back home. I was not in the mood for staying there anymore, and I knew I had a mission later that night.

I had just changed to my black t-shirt with skull on and was just about to grab my leather jacket on top of it. It had gone some hours since I left the cafe, and I was ready to get the mission done.

According to my sources there was a guy that was needed to get killed as soon as possible. Usually I never went by private missions, though this person offered me a big sum of money to get the guy killed. Why not?

I headed over to my car. It was black and not that easy to spot when it was dark outside. That’s why I’d gone for this car exactly. I started the engine and drove off to the person that had to get killed.

When I finally got to the house, or should I say mansion, I turned off the engine and sat there a few minutes, getting ready for what was about to happen. I got my guns, yes I always had an extra one with me, and headed silently out of the car.

I took of my leather jacket, leaving me in my black jeans and a black sweater. I wouldn’t be spotted if I didn’t have to. I had my hair tied up in the back and grabbed a flashlight and a pair of glasses. The glasses was just for “hiding”.

I closed my car carefully and walked up to the gate. The place was huge. Or, it wasn’t the biggest, but it was bigger than my apartment, but hell, everything must be bigger than my apartment anyway.

I sneaked around the house, looking for an useful entrance. I found a back door and opened it carefully. Weirdly enough it was already open to my suprise. I opened the door and took a look inside. I found myself in a room filled of random stuff. A spare room?

I looked around. There was nothing useful in there so I walked over to the second door, which would lead me deeper into the house. Behind the door was a hallway. To the left was a big living room and an open kitchen, to the right there was an open door, showing there was a bathroom inside.

I walked a little further, up the stairs and through the next hallway. I had my gun in front of me all the time, along with the flashlight. The clock was almost 2am and it was completely dark in the house, except some small lights in the stairway, hallway and bathroom.

To the left was another open door. I sneaked over to it and looked inside. It looked like the master bedroom. In the middle of the room was a big bed. I walked over there, really quiet. Once I reached the end of the bed I realized there was no one in it. I freezed. Was the person that lived here awake? Had he heard me?

I am wiring a bit on the story I posted a week ago or so. If anyone are intrested, I'll post it when it's finished.

Anyone?
xx Maria Alexandria.