Friday, June 29, 2001
We're off to see... someone... just not the wizar 6/29/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: Walter Mitty
Ah, one last entry before we go camping. I don't remember any of my dreams from last night... *sigh*
We're gonna stop in at Grammy's for lunch on our way to Sandbanks today.
Mom's out getting a haircut. Andrea's awake but doing God-knows-what, and Daniel's still asleep. I'm staring at some old Taiora fanart. I've seen them a million times before but they're really good. :-)
I gotta go. I'm still not dressed.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
WORD OF THE DAY: Walter Mitty
Ah, one last entry before we go camping. I don't remember any of my dreams from last night... *sigh*
We're gonna stop in at Grammy's for lunch on our way to Sandbanks today.
Mom's out getting a haircut. Andrea's awake but doing God-knows-what, and Daniel's still asleep. I'm staring at some old Taiora fanart. I've seen them a million times before but they're really good. :-)
I gotta go. I'm still not dressed.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
Thursday, June 28, 2001
Kick Butt And Buy Lunch 6/28/2001
Another dream I had recently...
I was on a mission. I had no clue what it was, but I had to kill the bad guys. The bad guys were like, translucent. I knew they were there but they were hard to see, like they were invisible with a clear gloss over them. I had guns and martial arts skills to work with.
The setting was a grey warehouse with lots of huge stairwells. I remember chasing the invisible men down the stairwells while others were chasing me. At one point, there were so many surrounding me that I jumped over the banister and fell fourteen floors to the bottom. And landed. Unhurt.
Later I went to a cafeteria to buy food. I was the only one in a huge room and there was one of the lunch ladies from school working there. I bought food, but realized I didn't have my money with me, so I went outside to another room where Jamie, Heather, Laura and Julie were. I bummed six bucks off Jamie, but only because I said I'd share my fries. But I forgot all about her and left right after eating to go kick some more butt.
I was up against this really powerful invisible dude. I must've shot at him about forty times and still he would not die. I kick him, punch him, everything but he just won't die! Then, I got him cornered and half unconscious and stuck the end of my gun in his mouth. Muttering something really cocky and demeaning, I pull the trigger... and nothing happens. I try it again, and again, and again, but then the guy reaches up and pulls the gun out of his mouth, then punches my hand. The thing holding the bullets flies out and bounces away like it's plastic -- empty. I freak, and start backing away as the guy gets up and moves towards me. I get to a door, push it open and run: up. I run up so many stairs, I get tired, and I can't jump over the railing this time because there's spikes on the floor at the bottom. Then I make it to the roof and go towards the edge.
For a moment, I forget about the invisible guy. I look over the edge and see nothing but an endless descent. Then the guy grabs me from behind and tries to strangle me. But I remember Miss Congeniality, and so I SING: Solar plexus, Instep, Nose, Groin! I hit him in all those parts, grab him by his head, and throw him over the building. I watch him fall, and then stand there feeling very satisfied until I wake up.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
Another dream I had recently...
I was on a mission. I had no clue what it was, but I had to kill the bad guys. The bad guys were like, translucent. I knew they were there but they were hard to see, like they were invisible with a clear gloss over them. I had guns and martial arts skills to work with.
The setting was a grey warehouse with lots of huge stairwells. I remember chasing the invisible men down the stairwells while others were chasing me. At one point, there were so many surrounding me that I jumped over the banister and fell fourteen floors to the bottom. And landed. Unhurt.
Later I went to a cafeteria to buy food. I was the only one in a huge room and there was one of the lunch ladies from school working there. I bought food, but realized I didn't have my money with me, so I went outside to another room where Jamie, Heather, Laura and Julie were. I bummed six bucks off Jamie, but only because I said I'd share my fries. But I forgot all about her and left right after eating to go kick some more butt.
I was up against this really powerful invisible dude. I must've shot at him about forty times and still he would not die. I kick him, punch him, everything but he just won't die! Then, I got him cornered and half unconscious and stuck the end of my gun in his mouth. Muttering something really cocky and demeaning, I pull the trigger... and nothing happens. I try it again, and again, and again, but then the guy reaches up and pulls the gun out of his mouth, then punches my hand. The thing holding the bullets flies out and bounces away like it's plastic -- empty. I freak, and start backing away as the guy gets up and moves towards me. I get to a door, push it open and run: up. I run up so many stairs, I get tired, and I can't jump over the railing this time because there's spikes on the floor at the bottom. Then I make it to the roof and go towards the edge.
For a moment, I forget about the invisible guy. I look over the edge and see nothing but an endless descent. Then the guy grabs me from behind and tries to strangle me. But I remember Miss Congeniality, and so I SING: Solar plexus, Instep, Nose, Groin! I hit him in all those parts, grab him by his head, and throw him over the building. I watch him fall, and then stand there feeling very satisfied until I wake up.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
Camping! I love camping! Lalalalala Camping! 6/28/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: parlous
I'm going camping this weekend! Sweet!
Know what's addicting? Catching bishonen. Seriously. Go to http://www.pocket-bishonen.com.
I'm going camping this weekend. SWEET!
I've been pretty busy lately. I'll start with yesterday evening.
Went to tennis. Man that was fun. I was being sarcastic and making fun of this one little kid, but it wasn't that bad 'cause he was making fun of me right back!
Afterwards, I went to the middle school for their grade 8 grad. Well, actually I was helping my mom set up the food. It was pretty cool. I talked to some of the teachers, but it was pretty much the same thing over and over. *sigh*
Today I was back at the school for the awards assembly. My sister, being the lazy dumbass she is, didn't win anything of course, but a bunch of her friends did. I went up there with Mom. Mom went 'cause she's chair of the school council there. Know what was really cool? I finally got to see 1S2L perform!
1S2L stands for One Second 2 Late, which is a band made up of some guys from school. Three of them were in my tech class last semester and almost all they talked about was the band. They were pretty damn good! The sound system was screwed up though, so I could hardly hear them singing, but the show was still cool.
And then I went and worked at our church's strawberry social. It was fun. I got to put out sandwiches and stuff, which is kinda boring, but what was fun was making the strawberry shortcakes... mmmmm.... yummy! I had to get all dressed up for it, so I wore my white dress with blue flowers on it... the one that's tight... and short... aaaaahhhh! At first I hated that dress but now it's pretty cool, 'cause I actually look good in it now. Everyone at church keeps saying how pretty I am and stuff, and it's flattering, but they're... old. One of the men who was with me when I was picking strawberries yesterday (in my green shorts and a grey t-shirt, in ratty sandals and my hair needing a wash), said, "This can't be the same Jenna we were picking strawberries with yesterday!" Yes. I do clean up good.
I was talking to Casey. He's ticked 'cause he thinks he's not going to have any money this summer. Um... yeah. After expenses, he says. Right. Expenses. He means he's gotta save for school stuff and other crap like that. Casey's going to sell some stuff. Oh-kay...
That's about it.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
WORD OF THE DAY: parlous
I'm going camping this weekend! Sweet!
Know what's addicting? Catching bishonen. Seriously. Go to http://www.pocket-bishonen.com.
I'm going camping this weekend. SWEET!
I've been pretty busy lately. I'll start with yesterday evening.
Went to tennis. Man that was fun. I was being sarcastic and making fun of this one little kid, but it wasn't that bad 'cause he was making fun of me right back!
Afterwards, I went to the middle school for their grade 8 grad. Well, actually I was helping my mom set up the food. It was pretty cool. I talked to some of the teachers, but it was pretty much the same thing over and over. *sigh*
Today I was back at the school for the awards assembly. My sister, being the lazy dumbass she is, didn't win anything of course, but a bunch of her friends did. I went up there with Mom. Mom went 'cause she's chair of the school council there. Know what was really cool? I finally got to see 1S2L perform!
1S2L stands for One Second 2 Late, which is a band made up of some guys from school. Three of them were in my tech class last semester and almost all they talked about was the band. They were pretty damn good! The sound system was screwed up though, so I could hardly hear them singing, but the show was still cool.
And then I went and worked at our church's strawberry social. It was fun. I got to put out sandwiches and stuff, which is kinda boring, but what was fun was making the strawberry shortcakes... mmmmm.... yummy! I had to get all dressed up for it, so I wore my white dress with blue flowers on it... the one that's tight... and short... aaaaahhhh! At first I hated that dress but now it's pretty cool, 'cause I actually look good in it now. Everyone at church keeps saying how pretty I am and stuff, and it's flattering, but they're... old. One of the men who was with me when I was picking strawberries yesterday (in my green shorts and a grey t-shirt, in ratty sandals and my hair needing a wash), said, "This can't be the same Jenna we were picking strawberries with yesterday!" Yes. I do clean up good.
I was talking to Casey. He's ticked 'cause he thinks he's not going to have any money this summer. Um... yeah. After expenses, he says. Right. Expenses. He means he's gotta save for school stuff and other crap like that. Casey's going to sell some stuff. Oh-kay...
That's about it.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
Where I feel like Mariemaia Kushrenada... 6/28/2001
Had this amazingly screwed dream the other night. Here goes...
I discovered just before school started that Mom was putting us in different schools. Actually, just me and Andrea. I was going to a private school... which meant uniforms, which my mother knows I am dead set against.
The uniform I'm stuck wearing is this knee-length green skirt and a beige polo shirt with a matching green collar. Not bad, but I feel like I'm going to go play golf. And then there's a hat. A hat that I must wear. A hat that makes me feel like I'm Mariemaia Kushrenada. (Find any Gundam Wing site with stuff on Endless Waltz and you should be able to find out who she is, if you don't know already.) I go the first day and everything's fine, except for the idiot teachers, idiot boys, and girls who live and die by the clique they're in. I hate it.
Later I go to this cafe in a nearby town, and everyone's there, including Keane and Julie. They say they missed me today, 'cause it was the first day of school and all, and I explain about the new school and the stupid hat. They're sympathetic.
Next day, I wake up and for some reason Dad has to drive me to school. On the way there, I realize that I'm not wearing my uniform, I only have the hat and my regular clothes on. So Dad says, "I guess we'll just have to miss school then." Of course I'm a little skeptical, but I go along anyway and we hang out all day and have fun.
On day three at this new school, I go straight to school, once again only with the hat and regular clothes on. I realize that before anyone notices and dash into a bathroom that looks suspiciously like the one in my apartment, but I don't care and jump into the bathtub to hide, change, whatever. Then I discover that there's a class being held in the bathroom, and not only that, it's being taught by Mr. Emotek from System Crash. I freak out, and when Mr. Emotek brushes against the shower curtain I jump out, screaming nonsense and run out of the bathroom and across the hall. All of a sudden I'm in my apartment again, so I go straight to my room and start getting changed while Mom yells at me for being slow.
Later I'm at that cafe again, still wearing that stupid hat. Then I wake up.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
notes
weird...anyway I'm just leaving notes now. Note me back if you want. Toodles!! [BoY*CrAzY*ChIcA]
Had this amazingly screwed dream the other night. Here goes...
I discovered just before school started that Mom was putting us in different schools. Actually, just me and Andrea. I was going to a private school... which meant uniforms, which my mother knows I am dead set against.
The uniform I'm stuck wearing is this knee-length green skirt and a beige polo shirt with a matching green collar. Not bad, but I feel like I'm going to go play golf. And then there's a hat. A hat that I must wear. A hat that makes me feel like I'm Mariemaia Kushrenada. (Find any Gundam Wing site with stuff on Endless Waltz and you should be able to find out who she is, if you don't know already.) I go the first day and everything's fine, except for the idiot teachers, idiot boys, and girls who live and die by the clique they're in. I hate it.
Later I go to this cafe in a nearby town, and everyone's there, including Keane and Julie. They say they missed me today, 'cause it was the first day of school and all, and I explain about the new school and the stupid hat. They're sympathetic.
Next day, I wake up and for some reason Dad has to drive me to school. On the way there, I realize that I'm not wearing my uniform, I only have the hat and my regular clothes on. So Dad says, "I guess we'll just have to miss school then." Of course I'm a little skeptical, but I go along anyway and we hang out all day and have fun.
On day three at this new school, I go straight to school, once again only with the hat and regular clothes on. I realize that before anyone notices and dash into a bathroom that looks suspiciously like the one in my apartment, but I don't care and jump into the bathtub to hide, change, whatever. Then I discover that there's a class being held in the bathroom, and not only that, it's being taught by Mr. Emotek from System Crash. I freak out, and when Mr. Emotek brushes against the shower curtain I jump out, screaming nonsense and run out of the bathroom and across the hall. All of a sudden I'm in my apartment again, so I go straight to my room and start getting changed while Mom yells at me for being slow.
Later I'm at that cafe again, still wearing that stupid hat. Then I wake up.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
notes
weird...anyway I'm just leaving notes now. Note me back if you want. Toodles!! [BoY*CrAzY*ChIcA]
Wednesday, June 27, 2001
The Space Between 6/27/2001
That's the name of the song that's playing right now. The Space Between, Dave Matthew's Band. Never really thought about 'em before, but I'm starting to like them.
I'm so bored. Mom's out with a friend, Andrea and Daniel are at school, Casey's not online, and neither is anyone else, I have to call Laura later... maybe I'll start packing..
This weekend we're going camping for four days. It'll be fun.
*yawn* I watched Sesame Street again. Big Bird spent most of the episode talking to Gabby and remembering stuff about his nest.
I formatted my book into HTML today.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
That's the name of the song that's playing right now. The Space Between, Dave Matthew's Band. Never really thought about 'em before, but I'm starting to like them.
I'm so bored. Mom's out with a friend, Andrea and Daniel are at school, Casey's not online, and neither is anyone else, I have to call Laura later... maybe I'll start packing..
This weekend we're going camping for four days. It'll be fun.
*yawn* I watched Sesame Street again. Big Bird spent most of the episode talking to Gabby and remembering stuff about his nest.
I formatted my book into HTML today.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
Tuesday, June 26, 2001
Summer Vacation Officially Starts... Yesterday 6/26/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: schadenfreude. say THAT ten times fast!
My last exam was yesterday. Tech. Easy as pie. Where did they come up with that saying anyway? "Easy as pie." Do they mean as easy as making pie? 'Cause making pie isn't always that easy. It takes a lotta work, unless you're lazy and buy one of those cheap-ass ready-to-bake things instead of making it from scratch. Home made is always better. Anyway, it was really easy and everyone was done by ten after ten. That left us twenty minutes to hang out, right?
Wrong. Mr. Wain, our teacher, is a prick and wouldn't even let us talk quietly. I was finished at 9:40 and had been practicing my katakana for what seemed like forever. He kept getting mad at the people who were whispering and stuff. I looked through the list of Japanese words I had and one of them was mataku, which means "lighten up." So I had a new sentence to write out.
Mataku, sensei! Lighten up, teacher! I wrote that down, with a translation, and passed it to Éadaoin, Laura and Rachel G. Lor didn't get it anyway, but Éadaoin and Rachel laughed. Then we finally got to leave.
I got a ride home with Julie and her mom. Julie's mom is funny. She works with my mom at the Wendy's just before the highway turnoff into town, and Mom always says she's a troublemaker :-P. Anyway, when I got home Mom had left a note telling me to do the dishes, so I cranked TOYPAJ to make it a little more fun. Come on, which is more fun, washing dishes in silence or while listening to Tom DeLonge sing about wanting to fuck a dog in the ass?
Anyhoo, I went online for a while, watched TV, blah blah, the usual stuff. Then I started working on my book again. Like I said, I got it back from Éadaoin the other day all edited and stuff, so I went and made the changes, read it over again, and put it into booklet form on Microsoft Publisher. I certainly hope we have enough paper to print it all. We'd better. It took me forever to get the formatting right and I only finished it this morning. The whole book, with table of contents, dedication, title page, blah blah, was about 150 pages. So...
Talked to Casey a little while ago. He's going to be babysitting these kids next door to his house almost every morning all summer. He gets $7.77 an hour. The kids are actually looking forward to this, he says. Casey's like their role model, which he and I both find hard to believe. Even though he lives four hours away, I can still tell he's flattered just from talking on the Internet. Casey's got this points thing worked out so that if they're good they get points and a certain amount'll get them something cool. The big mother is like, 30, when Casey'll do something stupid on camera for them to watch over and over again. I'm sure they'll like that. He's so funny.
You'll never believe what I watched this morning. Sesame Street. Why? For one, there was nothing else on, and two, I miss it. I know I'm fourteen and the show's aimed at kids a decade younger, but I miss it. And this one was sad! Big Bird's nest was destroyed by a hurricane! He was so upset. This episode brought to you by the letter G and the number 12. I think I'm going to watch it again tomorrow. Just to see how Big Bird's doing...
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
WORD OF THE DAY: schadenfreude. say THAT ten times fast!
My last exam was yesterday. Tech. Easy as pie. Where did they come up with that saying anyway? "Easy as pie." Do they mean as easy as making pie? 'Cause making pie isn't always that easy. It takes a lotta work, unless you're lazy and buy one of those cheap-ass ready-to-bake things instead of making it from scratch. Home made is always better. Anyway, it was really easy and everyone was done by ten after ten. That left us twenty minutes to hang out, right?
Wrong. Mr. Wain, our teacher, is a prick and wouldn't even let us talk quietly. I was finished at 9:40 and had been practicing my katakana for what seemed like forever. He kept getting mad at the people who were whispering and stuff. I looked through the list of Japanese words I had and one of them was mataku, which means "lighten up." So I had a new sentence to write out.
Mataku, sensei! Lighten up, teacher! I wrote that down, with a translation, and passed it to Éadaoin, Laura and Rachel G. Lor didn't get it anyway, but Éadaoin and Rachel laughed. Then we finally got to leave.
I got a ride home with Julie and her mom. Julie's mom is funny. She works with my mom at the Wendy's just before the highway turnoff into town, and Mom always says she's a troublemaker :-P. Anyway, when I got home Mom had left a note telling me to do the dishes, so I cranked TOYPAJ to make it a little more fun. Come on, which is more fun, washing dishes in silence or while listening to Tom DeLonge sing about wanting to fuck a dog in the ass?
Anyhoo, I went online for a while, watched TV, blah blah, the usual stuff. Then I started working on my book again. Like I said, I got it back from Éadaoin the other day all edited and stuff, so I went and made the changes, read it over again, and put it into booklet form on Microsoft Publisher. I certainly hope we have enough paper to print it all. We'd better. It took me forever to get the formatting right and I only finished it this morning. The whole book, with table of contents, dedication, title page, blah blah, was about 150 pages. So...
Talked to Casey a little while ago. He's going to be babysitting these kids next door to his house almost every morning all summer. He gets $7.77 an hour. The kids are actually looking forward to this, he says. Casey's like their role model, which he and I both find hard to believe. Even though he lives four hours away, I can still tell he's flattered just from talking on the Internet. Casey's got this points thing worked out so that if they're good they get points and a certain amount'll get them something cool. The big mother is like, 30, when Casey'll do something stupid on camera for them to watch over and over again. I'm sure they'll like that. He's so funny.
You'll never believe what I watched this morning. Sesame Street. Why? For one, there was nothing else on, and two, I miss it. I know I'm fourteen and the show's aimed at kids a decade younger, but I miss it. And this one was sad! Big Bird's nest was destroyed by a hurricane! He was so upset. This episode brought to you by the letter G and the number 12. I think I'm going to watch it again tomorrow. Just to see how Big Bird's doing...
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
Saturday, June 23, 2001
What Kind Of A Water Park Is This? 6/23/2001
This isn't the freakiest dream I've ever had, but it is by far one of the funniest. I told it to Laura and Heather, and they laughed their heads off.
For a field trip, just our grade, we went to a water park. A rather strange water park.
Most of my day was spent with my friends in the pool at the bottom of this hugeass waterslide. There were these weird wavy thingies in the water that we sat on almost the whole time. We were talking about everything, swimming, and going down the slide.
So we were sitting around, talking and stuff, when Julie anounced, "I dare Jenna to kiss Keane."
Yeah. Keane. Kiss. Lips. No backing out Jenna, or consequences. Consequences are kissing Colin. Colin bad. Keane good. So...
So I did it. I kissed him. Reluctantly, obviously, and it was really weird. He'd just come off the slide and his face was like, half underwater at the time which made it incredibly awkward, and then he gave me this look that said "WTF?" And I practically screamed "IT WAS A DARE! IT WAS A DARE!" before swimming off. I have no clue what he did.
Then Éadaoin and I decided to go on the slide.
Now about this slide. This is the most freakyass slide ever created, sweartoGod. You go up this huge wooden staircase to a rope bridge across a ravine, and then there's planks across the ground 'cause it's all mushy and crap, and they like, bank to the sides like it's a rollercoaster track or something. Then, when you finally get to the top of the slide, it's this little clearing surrounded by trees with paths going off every which way. The entrance is separated from the rest by a chain link fence.
Since Éadaoin and I decided to go on said waterslide, so we made the trek to the top only to discover that in order to get past the fence, we had to throw a bowling ball over it to unlock the gate.
First thoughts: WHAT THE F*CK?
Second: Wait a second... these bowling balls are rubber!
Yes, rubber. Rubber bowling balls. With smiley faces! How wonderful!
So we stand around waiting and this group of people running around with nets trying to catch butterflies go past, Colin among them, and there's this huge fiasco in which Éadaoin wants to take a net with her down the waterslide but the guy there won't let her. She gives up or something, and we end up going down. Then we go again, but we have to go in this room and get five turtles first. When we bring them to the guy, he goes into this big explanation on how turtles work and which ones are endangered and crap, so we ignore him, chuck the bowling ball over the fence and slide down again.
Then I talked to Keane again before we left. He seemed to have no recollection of the kiss at all, and I was relieved. Until he kissed me.
Immediate reaction: HOLY F*CK!
Later reaction: Hey... he's a pretty damn good kisser...
After kiss reaction: Why is he grinning like an idiot? The F*ck? I'm grinning like an idiot too!
So we walked off hand-in-hand to the bus. Strangely, it wasn't the same bus we came on. It was like, the Partridge family bus or something, all decorated funky and stuff. No one seemed to care, and we drove off into a purple sunset.
The End? I hope so.
Kumquat Smoothies all, I think...
Jenna D.
This isn't the freakiest dream I've ever had, but it is by far one of the funniest. I told it to Laura and Heather, and they laughed their heads off.
For a field trip, just our grade, we went to a water park. A rather strange water park.
Most of my day was spent with my friends in the pool at the bottom of this hugeass waterslide. There were these weird wavy thingies in the water that we sat on almost the whole time. We were talking about everything, swimming, and going down the slide.
So we were sitting around, talking and stuff, when Julie anounced, "I dare Jenna to kiss Keane."
Yeah. Keane. Kiss. Lips. No backing out Jenna, or consequences. Consequences are kissing Colin. Colin bad. Keane good. So...
So I did it. I kissed him. Reluctantly, obviously, and it was really weird. He'd just come off the slide and his face was like, half underwater at the time which made it incredibly awkward, and then he gave me this look that said "WTF?" And I practically screamed "IT WAS A DARE! IT WAS A DARE!" before swimming off. I have no clue what he did.
Then Éadaoin and I decided to go on the slide.
Now about this slide. This is the most freakyass slide ever created, sweartoGod. You go up this huge wooden staircase to a rope bridge across a ravine, and then there's planks across the ground 'cause it's all mushy and crap, and they like, bank to the sides like it's a rollercoaster track or something. Then, when you finally get to the top of the slide, it's this little clearing surrounded by trees with paths going off every which way. The entrance is separated from the rest by a chain link fence.
Since Éadaoin and I decided to go on said waterslide, so we made the trek to the top only to discover that in order to get past the fence, we had to throw a bowling ball over it to unlock the gate.
First thoughts: WHAT THE F*CK?
Second: Wait a second... these bowling balls are rubber!
Yes, rubber. Rubber bowling balls. With smiley faces! How wonderful!
So we stand around waiting and this group of people running around with nets trying to catch butterflies go past, Colin among them, and there's this huge fiasco in which Éadaoin wants to take a net with her down the waterslide but the guy there won't let her. She gives up or something, and we end up going down. Then we go again, but we have to go in this room and get five turtles first. When we bring them to the guy, he goes into this big explanation on how turtles work and which ones are endangered and crap, so we ignore him, chuck the bowling ball over the fence and slide down again.
Then I talked to Keane again before we left. He seemed to have no recollection of the kiss at all, and I was relieved. Until he kissed me.
Immediate reaction: HOLY F*CK!
Later reaction: Hey... he's a pretty damn good kisser...
After kiss reaction: Why is he grinning like an idiot? The F*ck? I'm grinning like an idiot too!
So we walked off hand-in-hand to the bus. Strangely, it wasn't the same bus we came on. It was like, the Partridge family bus or something, all decorated funky and stuff. No one seemed to care, and we drove off into a purple sunset.
The End? I hope so.
Kumquat Smoothies all, I think...
Jenna D.
Theme? 6/23/2001
Theme of the week, eh? In ten years... *sigh* Ten freakin' years. Sheesh. Okay.
As far as I see it, there are three possible destinations for me to get to:
Go work right after high school. I see this option incredibly stupid and it's most likely not gonna happen, unless I decide I don't need to go to university or whatever and just write freelance. Yeah right.
Go neuro, like I decided in grade six. That would mean university and then loads of med school.
Major in English or something and be a writer. That'd be cool.
Say I pick Option One. I'd most likely have failed miserably at life and hate myself in ten years.
Two: School Forever! That would mean I'd probably still be in med school or something in ten years, learning how to slice someone's head open and perform delicate life-saving operations without screwing up and paralyzing them from the neck down or something... was I supposed to zap that thing?
Numero trois -- There wouldn't even be a three if it weren't for that damn Digimon fanfiction I've become addicted too. Damn you Tai! Damn you for introducing me to your stupid girlfriend Sora who just happened to be a writer like me and told me about fanfiction.net! DAMN YOU TO HELL!. Ahem. (Just so you know, the aforementioned Tai and Sora are not the real ones you see on TV. They're people in a chatroom going by those names.)... Anyway, I did finish that book of mine (BTW, Éadaoin finally gave it back to me), I do write a lot of fanfiction, which, I might add, people actually like, believe it or not, so there is a very very good chance that you'll be seeing my name beside the likes of J.K. Rowling and all those other great writers.
It's strange. For the longest time I'd wanted to be a neurosurgeon and nothing else. All my friends would be like, "I want to be x, or maybe y... I don't know. I could even be z if I wanted to," when asked what they wanted to be when they grow up, and I'd always say, "A neurosurgeon." Plain as day, like saying "I woke up this morning." To say the least, the concept of me weilding even a scalpel, nevermind lasers and saws, was scary beyond perception. Some of them didn't believe me.
And the whole writer thing. I carry a notebook and pen around with me almost everywhere, and I'm constantly writing in it. My English teacher even told me that sometimes she'd look over in my direction during a lesson and I was writing instead of paying attention to what she was saying, but at least I wasn't disturbing the class and I was getting my work done somehow. Writing just comes so naturally, but I've always wanted to be a doctor...
That's just careers. Ten years from today I'll be twenty-four. I don't expect to be married by then. I don't expect to have kids by then either, although I know that both will happen in time. Just not by then. I don't have any perception on who I'd be married to, although as many people will say, they have hopes and speculations. Heck, I even have dreams about That Guy *coughdarrencough* but for Pete's sake. I'm only fourteen.
Where will I be living? Don't know. It depends really on where I'm going to school, but I've had these weird daydreams about me being a writer and coming back to my hometown after twenty-odd years to write my next book... hey... that could be a story... *mentally scrawls concept down* I fully intend on remaining in Canada and close enough to visit my family.
Um... that's about it. Although in twenty years, I will have taken over the world... wait a sec, was I supposed to say that? DAMMIT!
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
notes
heyyy im ruling the world =((( i have an evil army of chipmunks....beware they do some mad toe biting [jamedawg]
Theme of the week, eh? In ten years... *sigh* Ten freakin' years. Sheesh. Okay.
As far as I see it, there are three possible destinations for me to get to:
Go work right after high school. I see this option incredibly stupid and it's most likely not gonna happen, unless I decide I don't need to go to university or whatever and just write freelance. Yeah right.
Go neuro, like I decided in grade six. That would mean university and then loads of med school.
Major in English or something and be a writer. That'd be cool.
Say I pick Option One. I'd most likely have failed miserably at life and hate myself in ten years.
Two: School Forever! That would mean I'd probably still be in med school or something in ten years, learning how to slice someone's head open and perform delicate life-saving operations without screwing up and paralyzing them from the neck down or something... was I supposed to zap that thing?
Numero trois -- There wouldn't even be a three if it weren't for that damn Digimon fanfiction I've become addicted too. Damn you Tai! Damn you for introducing me to your stupid girlfriend Sora who just happened to be a writer like me and told me about fanfiction.net! DAMN YOU TO HELL!. Ahem. (Just so you know, the aforementioned Tai and Sora are not the real ones you see on TV. They're people in a chatroom going by those names.)... Anyway, I did finish that book of mine (BTW, Éadaoin finally gave it back to me), I do write a lot of fanfiction, which, I might add, people actually like, believe it or not, so there is a very very good chance that you'll be seeing my name beside the likes of J.K. Rowling and all those other great writers.
It's strange. For the longest time I'd wanted to be a neurosurgeon and nothing else. All my friends would be like, "I want to be x, or maybe y... I don't know. I could even be z if I wanted to," when asked what they wanted to be when they grow up, and I'd always say, "A neurosurgeon." Plain as day, like saying "I woke up this morning." To say the least, the concept of me weilding even a scalpel, nevermind lasers and saws, was scary beyond perception. Some of them didn't believe me.
And the whole writer thing. I carry a notebook and pen around with me almost everywhere, and I'm constantly writing in it. My English teacher even told me that sometimes she'd look over in my direction during a lesson and I was writing instead of paying attention to what she was saying, but at least I wasn't disturbing the class and I was getting my work done somehow. Writing just comes so naturally, but I've always wanted to be a doctor...
That's just careers. Ten years from today I'll be twenty-four. I don't expect to be married by then. I don't expect to have kids by then either, although I know that both will happen in time. Just not by then. I don't have any perception on who I'd be married to, although as many people will say, they have hopes and speculations. Heck, I even have dreams about That Guy *coughdarrencough* but for Pete's sake. I'm only fourteen.
Where will I be living? Don't know. It depends really on where I'm going to school, but I've had these weird daydreams about me being a writer and coming back to my hometown after twenty-odd years to write my next book... hey... that could be a story... *mentally scrawls concept down* I fully intend on remaining in Canada and close enough to visit my family.
Um... that's about it. Although in twenty years, I will have taken over the world... wait a sec, was I supposed to say that? DAMMIT!
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
notes
heyyy im ruling the world =((( i have an evil army of chipmunks....beware they do some mad toe biting [jamedawg]
Lara Croft Kicks Ass! 6/23/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: tenet
I saw Tomb Raider last night, and man! It kicks serious ass baby! Literally! I loved it! I went with Michelle and Marie last night and we adored it. About ten minutes into the movie, I leaned over to Laura and said, "I think I'm going to be Lara Croft for Hallowe'en." Seriously. I could do it.
Well, any prospects of the three of us going to Edgefest2 are dashed. Our parents decided they were all going to talk. They all decided that we should wait until later in the summer when just blink-182- is performing. I suppose that's a good idea. The main thing stoping me was money. We couldn't afford it. Anyway, blink'll be cool. They should be touring soon because of TOYPAJ, and there'd better be Canadian dates.
Other than that, not much.
Last exam on Monday!
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
notes
I wanna see that movie so bad. All my friends that have saw it says it's good. Maybe If I end up going to the moves 2night that's what I'll see. Wel bye...
...°zowe°... [KrazyNess TiMez 2]
WORD OF THE DAY: tenet
I saw Tomb Raider last night, and man! It kicks serious ass baby! Literally! I loved it! I went with Michelle and Marie last night and we adored it. About ten minutes into the movie, I leaned over to Laura and said, "I think I'm going to be Lara Croft for Hallowe'en." Seriously. I could do it.
Well, any prospects of the three of us going to Edgefest2 are dashed. Our parents decided they were all going to talk. They all decided that we should wait until later in the summer when just blink-182- is performing. I suppose that's a good idea. The main thing stoping me was money. We couldn't afford it. Anyway, blink'll be cool. They should be touring soon because of TOYPAJ, and there'd better be Canadian dates.
Other than that, not much.
Last exam on Monday!
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
notes
I wanna see that movie so bad. All my friends that have saw it says it's good. Maybe If I end up going to the moves 2night that's what I'll see. Wel bye...
...°zowe°... [KrazyNess TiMez 2]
Wednesday, June 20, 2001
One Down, Two To Go! 6/20/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: sapient
Ahh... English exam gone... that leaves Geography tomorrow and Tech on Monday. There is no gym exam, leaving me an entire Friday to myself... Sweet. Maybe I'll go across the street and get pizza for lunch.
Today I emptied out my locker the rest of the way. I only had my agenda, Geog. textbook, the movie Fight Club (really good, I recommend it... "You hit me in the ear!"), a piece of paper, Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul II and my project from the electricity unit in tech. I crammed them all in my little bag, along with my pencil case, ruler, digital camera (in case of after-exam photo trip, but the batteries started dying so I didn't get anything), cell phone (I felt so special: I got to take the cell to school), keys, and money. After I finished, I read my book until 10:30 (that's when we get to leave) and then I waited around outside talking to friends.
You will never believe what Katie went and did. She shows up outside... on crutches... for like, the third time this year. Guess what she did: dislocated the other kneecap. Over winter break she dislocated her left one, and had to miss gym this semester. She took grade 10 math instead, but she just got off the crutches like, two months ago and she's on 'em again. Katie wasn't even doing anything crazy at the time. With the other knee she was skiing. This time, she was merely stepping over a container. Katie said she saw her kneecap actually move out of place, to the outside of her leg and screamed. I'm surprised I didn't hear it at my house. Katie screams pretty damn loud. Every time we see her with a cast or crutches or a splint, she doesn't get the sympathetic "Oh my God, what happened to you?" She gets the exasperated "What did you do this time?" I'm surprised she's not dead.
Anyway, afterwards I walked to the new McDonald's with Julie and Chantell. Me, the McDonald's food hater, got a strawberry shortcake McFlurry and that was it. They took so damn long, nevermind that most of the customers were teenagers just out of their exams. I'm too used to Wendy's service. There, your order is done in like a minute, or in the case of the one my mom works at, around fifteen seconds. That's fast food. Because of this, I was getting ticked with a five minute wait. Laura says I set my standards too high.
When we'd finished eating, the three of us walked home. It's a good fifteen minute walk from the McDonald's to the Four Corners, so I'm estimating a total walk from school to my house would be around twenty to twenty-five minutes. Not that bad, good exercise too.
At home I went on the computer, read some crap, talked to Laura on MSN, then Mom came home and wanted the comp, so I sat around being bored until around two when I got the inspiration to finally make the 3-D puzzle we got at Christmas. My sister started helping me when she got home. We're about half done.
That's about it. Tomorrow: Geography Exam.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
WORD OF THE DAY: sapient
Ahh... English exam gone... that leaves Geography tomorrow and Tech on Monday. There is no gym exam, leaving me an entire Friday to myself... Sweet. Maybe I'll go across the street and get pizza for lunch.
Today I emptied out my locker the rest of the way. I only had my agenda, Geog. textbook, the movie Fight Club (really good, I recommend it... "You hit me in the ear!"), a piece of paper, Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul II and my project from the electricity unit in tech. I crammed them all in my little bag, along with my pencil case, ruler, digital camera (in case of after-exam photo trip, but the batteries started dying so I didn't get anything), cell phone (I felt so special: I got to take the cell to school), keys, and money. After I finished, I read my book until 10:30 (that's when we get to leave) and then I waited around outside talking to friends.
You will never believe what Katie went and did. She shows up outside... on crutches... for like, the third time this year. Guess what she did: dislocated the other kneecap. Over winter break she dislocated her left one, and had to miss gym this semester. She took grade 10 math instead, but she just got off the crutches like, two months ago and she's on 'em again. Katie wasn't even doing anything crazy at the time. With the other knee she was skiing. This time, she was merely stepping over a container. Katie said she saw her kneecap actually move out of place, to the outside of her leg and screamed. I'm surprised I didn't hear it at my house. Katie screams pretty damn loud. Every time we see her with a cast or crutches or a splint, she doesn't get the sympathetic "Oh my God, what happened to you?" She gets the exasperated "What did you do this time?" I'm surprised she's not dead.
Anyway, afterwards I walked to the new McDonald's with Julie and Chantell. Me, the McDonald's food hater, got a strawberry shortcake McFlurry and that was it. They took so damn long, nevermind that most of the customers were teenagers just out of their exams. I'm too used to Wendy's service. There, your order is done in like a minute, or in the case of the one my mom works at, around fifteen seconds. That's fast food. Because of this, I was getting ticked with a five minute wait. Laura says I set my standards too high.
When we'd finished eating, the three of us walked home. It's a good fifteen minute walk from the McDonald's to the Four Corners, so I'm estimating a total walk from school to my house would be around twenty to twenty-five minutes. Not that bad, good exercise too.
At home I went on the computer, read some crap, talked to Laura on MSN, then Mom came home and wanted the comp, so I sat around being bored until around two when I got the inspiration to finally make the 3-D puzzle we got at Christmas. My sister started helping me when she got home. We're about half done.
That's about it. Tomorrow: Geography Exam.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
Tuesday, June 19, 2001
When it's over that's when I get to relax 6/19/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: arcadia
You'd think the last day of school would go by with a lot more fanfare.
I could certainly use a fan right now. It's too fucking hot.
We had to make up our timetables for next year this morning. I had to drop Drama! NOOOO!!!! *sob* My open courses I chose were French, Strings and Drama, with Music as an alternate. But the thing is, French and Drama are both only offered once in the entire year, and they just had to put them both in the same period. Fuck them! I chose French over Drama though, because Drama was just going to be for fun. I need French. A lot. Yes I do. I'm good at it. So here's my little timetable thingy-ma-bob.
Semester One
Civics/Career Studies. One for half the semester, the other for the other half. Each is worth half a credit. From what I've heard, these courses suck and are boring.
Music. Just regular Music. Thought I was going to take a year off playing the clarinet and take Drama but noooooo...
English. Amazing.
Math. It was going to be Science but then we discovered our beloved Science teacher from this year was only going to teach grade 10 Science in semester 2, so we switched. We all love him to pieces, he makes the course so much fun.
Semester Two
French. Wish it could be Drama... *sigh*
Strings. I wanna play the cello.
History. No Geography! Ever again! Unless I want to! Which I don't! I love History! Death to Geography!
Science. If we get Mr. Loster here, we will all be incredibly happy. Plus, if it's in the same room, Éadaoin and I plan to sit in the exact same seats as we did this year and demand he put on his lab coat. (Inside joke)
So that's it. Hopefully I get what I want. :-)
Laura, Heather and I are going to go out early Saturday morning (yes, I am going to force Laura into consciousness) and see if we can get tickets to Edgefest2!!! It's gonna have blink-182-, Sum41, Good Charlotte, Millencolin, Jimmy Eat World and New Found Glory. It'll be so freakin' sweet if we can go! None of us have an exam on Friday (the one high point of gym) so we plan on hanging out all day, seeing a movie in the evening, they'll sleep over at my place, and then Mom'll drive us out to the mall before she goes to work so we can get to Ticketmaster early. It'll be so great to go!!!
That's all for now!
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
notes
god, thats so awesome you might get to go to that concert. lucky. no one interesting ever comes up here for concerts. (alaska). but mellincolin is comming up august to open for offspring. so atleast thats something. :):) [serendipity*]
WORD OF THE DAY: arcadia
You'd think the last day of school would go by with a lot more fanfare.
I could certainly use a fan right now. It's too fucking hot.
We had to make up our timetables for next year this morning. I had to drop Drama! NOOOO!!!! *sob* My open courses I chose were French, Strings and Drama, with Music as an alternate. But the thing is, French and Drama are both only offered once in the entire year, and they just had to put them both in the same period. Fuck them! I chose French over Drama though, because Drama was just going to be for fun. I need French. A lot. Yes I do. I'm good at it. So here's my little timetable thingy-ma-bob.
Semester One
Civics/Career Studies. One for half the semester, the other for the other half. Each is worth half a credit. From what I've heard, these courses suck and are boring.
Music. Just regular Music. Thought I was going to take a year off playing the clarinet and take Drama but noooooo...
English. Amazing.
Math. It was going to be Science but then we discovered our beloved Science teacher from this year was only going to teach grade 10 Science in semester 2, so we switched. We all love him to pieces, he makes the course so much fun.
Semester Two
French. Wish it could be Drama... *sigh*
Strings. I wanna play the cello.
History. No Geography! Ever again! Unless I want to! Which I don't! I love History! Death to Geography!
Science. If we get Mr. Loster here, we will all be incredibly happy. Plus, if it's in the same room, Éadaoin and I plan to sit in the exact same seats as we did this year and demand he put on his lab coat. (Inside joke)
So that's it. Hopefully I get what I want. :-)
Laura, Heather and I are going to go out early Saturday morning (yes, I am going to force Laura into consciousness) and see if we can get tickets to Edgefest2!!! It's gonna have blink-182-, Sum41, Good Charlotte, Millencolin, Jimmy Eat World and New Found Glory. It'll be so freakin' sweet if we can go! None of us have an exam on Friday (the one high point of gym) so we plan on hanging out all day, seeing a movie in the evening, they'll sleep over at my place, and then Mom'll drive us out to the mall before she goes to work so we can get to Ticketmaster early. It'll be so great to go!!!
That's all for now!
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
notes
god, thats so awesome you might get to go to that concert. lucky. no one interesting ever comes up here for concerts. (alaska). but mellincolin is comming up august to open for offspring. so atleast thats something. :):) [serendipity*]
Monday, June 18, 2001
Almost Gone! NOOCH! 6/18/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: dolorous. i remembered!
Awww man, school's almost over. Tomorrow's our last full day, when we make up our timetables. Then we start exams, get a few days off, then go back to pick up our report cards.
Of course, you gotta do something to celebrate. I took a photo trip today.
Oh what joy! What fun! What insanity! Here's a sampling....
Yes. That is me. Acting nusto.
Anything else can be found here.
Also, at the end of the year, it means... you get work back... you do more crap... including... evaluations. Like in gym. We had to run six laps around the track... what fun.
Not.
After about three I got the hugest stitch in my side. Every single time I'm determined to run the entire thing and not walk, but this time... I had to. Now I know why I never did. It's freakin' addicting. Once you start walking, you find yourself doing it more and more frequently and it just hurts more.
I finished with a time of 16:30.
At least I didn't fail.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
WORD OF THE DAY: dolorous. i remembered!
Awww man, school's almost over. Tomorrow's our last full day, when we make up our timetables. Then we start exams, get a few days off, then go back to pick up our report cards.
Of course, you gotta do something to celebrate. I took a photo trip today.
Oh what joy! What fun! What insanity! Here's a sampling....
Yes. That is me. Acting nusto.
Anything else can be found here.
Also, at the end of the year, it means... you get work back... you do more crap... including... evaluations. Like in gym. We had to run six laps around the track... what fun.
Not.
After about three I got the hugest stitch in my side. Every single time I'm determined to run the entire thing and not walk, but this time... I had to. Now I know why I never did. It's freakin' addicting. Once you start walking, you find yourself doing it more and more frequently and it just hurts more.
I finished with a time of 16:30.
At least I didn't fail.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
Thursday, June 14, 2001
And I'll never talk to you again. Unless.... 6/14/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: focker... i forgot
Damn this weather. DAMN IT TO HELL, FOCKER!
I feel better now. Actually, no, I don't. I'm still hot, I'm still sweaty, and my hair's still wet, and my feet still stink. Damn this freakin' weather. Focker!
It's only the middle of June and it feels like it did last August. Hot. Humid. The sun beating down on a field outside a high school as a girl's gym class... runs laps and plays football??????
That's right kids, I want to f*** a dog in the ass. Whoops, wrong line. I've been listening to Take Off Your Pants And Jacket too much, although Laura would beg to differ. Never too much blink-182- for her!
Anyway, back on topic.
That's right kids, we played football. Outside. In the sun. Burning. Sweating. Pores clogging. Faces glistening. Perspiration stains forming on the backs of the nondescript gray gym shirts that we all wear. And a football flying through the air.
We won 18-6. Everyone, on both teams, celebrated the fact that class was over by soaking their head in the showers. Under the cold water, thankyouverymuch. We were all soaked but we didn't care, because we were cool. The cold water's like ice. Perfect.
Heather and I ran one lap in 2:05. The exam is either tomorrow or Monday. We have to run six laps. If we do it in twelve minutes, we get 100%. I think Heather and I will get around the high eighties, low nineties. We can do it!
I think I really only have two formal exams: English and Geography. Gym's held on a different day, and I'm not sure about tech. That means next Friday I'm off for sure. I think I'll e-mail Dad and ask if he can come out. Mom's working and my sister and brother will still be at school, so even if I can't go to Toronto, the two of us could still hang out. I like it when it's just me and one of my parents. The other two are still at the "Lookit Mom, lookit!" stage, even though Andrea's twelve and Daniel's ten. When everyone goes out together, one of them will start whining, so I jump at the chance of one-on-one time with either of my parents.
Tomorrow's our Geography exam essay and I really should be working on my plan for it. We get to make notes on what we want to write about and then do the complete, formal essay in class tomorrow. It's on diversity and stuff.
I wrote ten poems today. One's called Rant which I might post here later, the other nine are a series called Poems of the Shop, a series about.... the shop. It started as a poem about a guy in my class eating paint, and then I just made more stupid poems about random stuff like sandpaper and the water in the shop. Éadaoin wrote one about us watching all the middle school kids while they're at their recess. The shop we use is at their school. It's better than ours actually.
I'm almost finished Dad's father's day present. I made him a fish in shop. It's purple. I just have to put the finishing touches on it tomorrow.
Yeah... the paint thing earlier. This guy, Mike S., was sitting with me and Laura and we were all painting, and he's like, "Would you pay me to lick the paint off this?" referring to his... whale that he made. (He cut the fins off his fish.) We offered $1.50 for him to lick it from end to end. He didn't like that idea, so it was the same amount of money to eat a glob of paint. Mike actually did it! His tongue turned blue. Laura took a picture of it. Don't worry. The paint's non-toxic.
Well... I gotta go e-mail Dad now.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
WORD OF THE DAY: focker... i forgot
Damn this weather. DAMN IT TO HELL, FOCKER!
I feel better now. Actually, no, I don't. I'm still hot, I'm still sweaty, and my hair's still wet, and my feet still stink. Damn this freakin' weather. Focker!
It's only the middle of June and it feels like it did last August. Hot. Humid. The sun beating down on a field outside a high school as a girl's gym class... runs laps and plays football??????
That's right kids, I want to f*** a dog in the ass. Whoops, wrong line. I've been listening to Take Off Your Pants And Jacket too much, although Laura would beg to differ. Never too much blink-182- for her!
Anyway, back on topic.
That's right kids, we played football. Outside. In the sun. Burning. Sweating. Pores clogging. Faces glistening. Perspiration stains forming on the backs of the nondescript gray gym shirts that we all wear. And a football flying through the air.
We won 18-6. Everyone, on both teams, celebrated the fact that class was over by soaking their head in the showers. Under the cold water, thankyouverymuch. We were all soaked but we didn't care, because we were cool. The cold water's like ice. Perfect.
Heather and I ran one lap in 2:05. The exam is either tomorrow or Monday. We have to run six laps. If we do it in twelve minutes, we get 100%. I think Heather and I will get around the high eighties, low nineties. We can do it!
I think I really only have two formal exams: English and Geography. Gym's held on a different day, and I'm not sure about tech. That means next Friday I'm off for sure. I think I'll e-mail Dad and ask if he can come out. Mom's working and my sister and brother will still be at school, so even if I can't go to Toronto, the two of us could still hang out. I like it when it's just me and one of my parents. The other two are still at the "Lookit Mom, lookit!" stage, even though Andrea's twelve and Daniel's ten. When everyone goes out together, one of them will start whining, so I jump at the chance of one-on-one time with either of my parents.
Tomorrow's our Geography exam essay and I really should be working on my plan for it. We get to make notes on what we want to write about and then do the complete, formal essay in class tomorrow. It's on diversity and stuff.
I wrote ten poems today. One's called Rant which I might post here later, the other nine are a series called Poems of the Shop, a series about.... the shop. It started as a poem about a guy in my class eating paint, and then I just made more stupid poems about random stuff like sandpaper and the water in the shop. Éadaoin wrote one about us watching all the middle school kids while they're at their recess. The shop we use is at their school. It's better than ours actually.
I'm almost finished Dad's father's day present. I made him a fish in shop. It's purple. I just have to put the finishing touches on it tomorrow.
Yeah... the paint thing earlier. This guy, Mike S., was sitting with me and Laura and we were all painting, and he's like, "Would you pay me to lick the paint off this?" referring to his... whale that he made. (He cut the fins off his fish.) We offered $1.50 for him to lick it from end to end. He didn't like that idea, so it was the same amount of money to eat a glob of paint. Mike actually did it! His tongue turned blue. Laura took a picture of it. Don't worry. The paint's non-toxic.
Well... I gotta go e-mail Dad now.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
Tuesday, June 12, 2001
Take Off Your Pants And Jacket!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 6/12/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: crap.. i forget.. something to do with construction
Take Off Your Pants And Jacket!!!
That's right, I own the new blink-182- album! Me! In the words of Laura, Wahoo Nooch! It's the first time I've ever gone out and gotten something the first day it was out. I got the Pants version. The whole album's sweet. I really love the song Give Me One Good Reason because it's so true! Here's some lyrics...
So give me one good reason
Why we need to be like them
Kids will have fun and offend
They don't want to and don't fit in
It's an awesome album. I love it to pieces!
In gym class, Heather and I ran three laps of the track in seven minutes and thirty three seconds. That beats our previous record by one minute and one second. Sweet!
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
WORD OF THE DAY: crap.. i forget.. something to do with construction
Take Off Your Pants And Jacket!!!
That's right, I own the new blink-182- album! Me! In the words of Laura, Wahoo Nooch! It's the first time I've ever gone out and gotten something the first day it was out. I got the Pants version. The whole album's sweet. I really love the song Give Me One Good Reason because it's so true! Here's some lyrics...
So give me one good reason
Why we need to be like them
Kids will have fun and offend
They don't want to and don't fit in
It's an awesome album. I love it to pieces!
In gym class, Heather and I ran three laps of the track in seven minutes and thirty three seconds. That beats our previous record by one minute and one second. Sweet!
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
Sunday, June 10, 2001
Secondhand Superheroes 6/10/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: hackneyed. that's a funny word
Secondhand Superheroes. That is the working title of the movie that my friends and I might make this summer. Yes, a movie! Just for fun. We've been eating outside at lunch lately, ever since the weather started getting nice, and we got a little... hyper. Heather, Anita and I are the superheroes... known as Dysfunctional Boomerang Girl, Freakishly Tall Girl and Incredibly Agile Girl respectively, except for one thing: we suck. That's right, we suck. We have our own little scenes that we made up...
Incredibly Agile Girl
"Haha! I am Incredibly Agile Girl!" She commences bouncing around. "Can't catch me, can't catch me, can't cat-" She is punched in the face by Dysfunctional Boomerang Girl. "-ch me...." Passes out.
Dysfunctional Boomerang Girl
"Whacha!" She throws her boomerang, and stands there looking like, "Yeah, you suck." The boomerang hits her in the back of the head and she falls over. "Ow."
Freakishly Tall Girl
"I will use my hypnotic powers on you!" Concentrates. Nothing happens. "Just a couple seconds..." Nothing. "Dammit!"
As you can see, it's a comedy. Katie's playing the role of The Shinigami (her obsession with Duo Maxwell coming through), the big evil boss who we never even fight directly until the end. Kim will be The Minion, who Katie keeps sending to fight us. Of course, we kick butt all the time. We're going with the classic World Domination Scheme.
In other news, an article I wrote for TeenFX.com was finally posted. Yay!
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
WORD OF THE DAY: hackneyed. that's a funny word
Secondhand Superheroes. That is the working title of the movie that my friends and I might make this summer. Yes, a movie! Just for fun. We've been eating outside at lunch lately, ever since the weather started getting nice, and we got a little... hyper. Heather, Anita and I are the superheroes... known as Dysfunctional Boomerang Girl, Freakishly Tall Girl and Incredibly Agile Girl respectively, except for one thing: we suck. That's right, we suck. We have our own little scenes that we made up...
Incredibly Agile Girl
"Haha! I am Incredibly Agile Girl!" She commences bouncing around. "Can't catch me, can't catch me, can't cat-" She is punched in the face by Dysfunctional Boomerang Girl. "-ch me...." Passes out.
Dysfunctional Boomerang Girl
"Whacha!" She throws her boomerang, and stands there looking like, "Yeah, you suck." The boomerang hits her in the back of the head and she falls over. "Ow."
Freakishly Tall Girl
"I will use my hypnotic powers on you!" Concentrates. Nothing happens. "Just a couple seconds..." Nothing. "Dammit!"
As you can see, it's a comedy. Katie's playing the role of The Shinigami (her obsession with Duo Maxwell coming through), the big evil boss who we never even fight directly until the end. Kim will be The Minion, who Katie keeps sending to fight us. Of course, we kick butt all the time. We're going with the classic World Domination Scheme.
In other news, an article I wrote for TeenFX.com was finally posted. Yay!
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
Wednesday, June 06, 2001
Wondering what I think of Bill 54? Read this 6/6/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: commesuration... or something like that.
Today was an okay day. I got my current mark in English: 84. That's down a lot. Used to be in the nineties. Damn that poster.
Geography... well, it's always blah. We talked about water. I had to read a lot of crap out loud.
At lunch Rachel G. dropped a dime in her fries. Right in the ketchup. It was funny.
Then I went to a general council meeting. We talked about Bill 54, which is proposing giving families whose kids go to private or religious schools money back from their taxes. Just because their kids go to a private school.
The Harris government is Focked.
Our student senators have to go to some meeting tonight and tell them what our school thinks. We debated on it for most of the meeting. We all agreed that we had to stop the discrimination against other religions or people of other income levels, but the idea of giving $3500 to a family that obviously does not need the money really irked a lot of us, especially me. I don't like to talk about it much, but my family is on welfare, and that money could be put towards something better for people like me. The lot of us generally agreed that those who are offered the money should have to apply for it. Heck, some people might not even want it. So that's what they're going to say at the meeting tonight.
In gym we ran two laps of the track (what a workout), then played beach volleyball... ah, the feeling of sand between my toes. It was really nice outside too, and I even scored a bunch of points and got to crawl under a tree for the ball because someone else was too squeamish. (It's just dirt and leaves, people!)
Then in Tech I got my picture back for our electrical unit. We're making these things with the pictures and some LEDs. I got my little stand cut out and a backboard, and painted them both black. My picture is laminated... and there's a fold. GASP! IMPERFECTION!
There was hardly anyone on the bus... 'cause all the little middle school kids went to Wonderland. Except one. She wasn't in the band or in grade eight. :-( She'll go next year. Anyhoo, that made it really quiet...
I gotta go. I have tennis in half an hour.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
WORD OF THE DAY: commesuration... or something like that.
Today was an okay day. I got my current mark in English: 84. That's down a lot. Used to be in the nineties. Damn that poster.
Geography... well, it's always blah. We talked about water. I had to read a lot of crap out loud.
At lunch Rachel G. dropped a dime in her fries. Right in the ketchup. It was funny.
Then I went to a general council meeting. We talked about Bill 54, which is proposing giving families whose kids go to private or religious schools money back from their taxes. Just because their kids go to a private school.
The Harris government is Focked.
Our student senators have to go to some meeting tonight and tell them what our school thinks. We debated on it for most of the meeting. We all agreed that we had to stop the discrimination against other religions or people of other income levels, but the idea of giving $3500 to a family that obviously does not need the money really irked a lot of us, especially me. I don't like to talk about it much, but my family is on welfare, and that money could be put towards something better for people like me. The lot of us generally agreed that those who are offered the money should have to apply for it. Heck, some people might not even want it. So that's what they're going to say at the meeting tonight.
In gym we ran two laps of the track (what a workout), then played beach volleyball... ah, the feeling of sand between my toes. It was really nice outside too, and I even scored a bunch of points and got to crawl under a tree for the ball because someone else was too squeamish. (It's just dirt and leaves, people!)
Then in Tech I got my picture back for our electrical unit. We're making these things with the pictures and some LEDs. I got my little stand cut out and a backboard, and painted them both black. My picture is laminated... and there's a fold. GASP! IMPERFECTION!
There was hardly anyone on the bus... 'cause all the little middle school kids went to Wonderland. Except one. She wasn't in the band or in grade eight. :-( She'll go next year. Anyhoo, that made it really quiet...
I gotta go. I have tennis in half an hour.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
Tuesday, June 05, 2001
Oh Focker... That's just too weird. 6/5/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: mayhap
Oh Focker. Focker Focker Focker Focker Focker. It's just a game FOCKER. Yeah. A game. Uh-huh.
Focker. My dad's a Focker. Well, not really. But I feel weirded out now.
He's dating again.
Focker.
Last time Dad dated anyone, I was like, eight or ten. I don't remember Debbie well, except she had a daughter who was a little older than me and I didn't like Debbie very much because she smoked, I think.
But I've met Julie, and she's nice. I could get used to her. I told Casey. He had the typical guy response: 'K'. Or maybe that's just a typical Casey response. Laura was a little more receptive. She actually asked how I felt... Angry, upset, weirded out... the last one, obviously.
I'm not angry, 'cause I mean, it's Dad's life and he's not screwing mine up by doing this. I'm not upset because I'm just not, but I'm weirded out because I never really expected it. Focker, I knew he'd start up eventually, but he's like, 45. Julie seems a lot younger than that.
I was talking to Casey about other stuff and we told each other our biggest fears. Mine is that my parents will get remarried. More specifically, Mom. Because I live with her, everything would be screwed up. Focker, everthing would be screwed up no matter who got married because it's high school and a big change during this time is always horrible. The only thing I want to change right now is to get out of this God damned apartment.
Focker. I gotta go. More on this later.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
P.S. on a better note, I got 91% on a health test. Yay!
WORD OF THE DAY: mayhap
Oh Focker. Focker Focker Focker Focker Focker. It's just a game FOCKER. Yeah. A game. Uh-huh.
Focker. My dad's a Focker. Well, not really. But I feel weirded out now.
He's dating again.
Focker.
Last time Dad dated anyone, I was like, eight or ten. I don't remember Debbie well, except she had a daughter who was a little older than me and I didn't like Debbie very much because she smoked, I think.
But I've met Julie, and she's nice. I could get used to her. I told Casey. He had the typical guy response: 'K'. Or maybe that's just a typical Casey response. Laura was a little more receptive. She actually asked how I felt... Angry, upset, weirded out... the last one, obviously.
I'm not angry, 'cause I mean, it's Dad's life and he's not screwing mine up by doing this. I'm not upset because I'm just not, but I'm weirded out because I never really expected it. Focker, I knew he'd start up eventually, but he's like, 45. Julie seems a lot younger than that.
I was talking to Casey about other stuff and we told each other our biggest fears. Mine is that my parents will get remarried. More specifically, Mom. Because I live with her, everything would be screwed up. Focker, everthing would be screwed up no matter who got married because it's high school and a big change during this time is always horrible. The only thing I want to change right now is to get out of this God damned apartment.
Focker. I gotta go. More on this later.
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
P.S. on a better note, I got 91% on a health test. Yay!
Saturday, June 02, 2001
Only One 6/2/2001
WORD OF THE DAY: Focker, I forget.
Man, this sucks. I have to do a stupid Geography project for Monday and I should have it done all ready... I've only had all semester to work on it. If anyone has any articles related to the Ontario Geography curriculum, e-mail them to me at harriet86@cybertown.com. Thank you...
Yesterday was my Papa Don's birthday. The big 8-1. I phoned him. Don't know why, other than that it was his birthday. I never call my grandparents. I thought, Hey, it's his birthday, it'd be kinda cool to phone him. Papa Don sounded really happy to hear from me, surprised too. I felt good afterwards.
We're going to visit him and Grammy tomorrow. Dad and I went shopping today for a birthday present and got him this sweet foot massager thingy. And we finally got Mom's Mother's Day present... eh-heh, eh-heh... the Bee Gees CD This Is Where I Came In. It's one of those interactive CDs and Mom thought that was pretty neat. I got myself No Name Face by Lifehouse. It's great. The title of this entry, Only One, is track 6. They're all great songs. I've already written a songfic, to Everything. :-P
Casey's back from his band trip to Montreal. He sent me a picture of himself in his room. He looks bored. He went and got Spiritual Machines by Our Lady Peace and says it's great. I KNOW! I've only been hearing that from Laura and Heather forever! Argh! Now all three of them are going to be going on and on and on and on and I won't have any clue what they're talking about!
Well, besides that, I've been getting lazy with my pictures. I have at least three photo trips that I haven't even converted to JPG, nevermind posted. *sigh* Maybe next weekend...
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
WORD OF THE DAY: Focker, I forget.
Man, this sucks. I have to do a stupid Geography project for Monday and I should have it done all ready... I've only had all semester to work on it. If anyone has any articles related to the Ontario Geography curriculum, e-mail them to me at harriet86@cybertown.com. Thank you...
Yesterday was my Papa Don's birthday. The big 8-1. I phoned him. Don't know why, other than that it was his birthday. I never call my grandparents. I thought, Hey, it's his birthday, it'd be kinda cool to phone him. Papa Don sounded really happy to hear from me, surprised too. I felt good afterwards.
We're going to visit him and Grammy tomorrow. Dad and I went shopping today for a birthday present and got him this sweet foot massager thingy. And we finally got Mom's Mother's Day present... eh-heh, eh-heh... the Bee Gees CD This Is Where I Came In. It's one of those interactive CDs and Mom thought that was pretty neat. I got myself No Name Face by Lifehouse. It's great. The title of this entry, Only One, is track 6. They're all great songs. I've already written a songfic, to Everything. :-P
Casey's back from his band trip to Montreal. He sent me a picture of himself in his room. He looks bored. He went and got Spiritual Machines by Our Lady Peace and says it's great. I KNOW! I've only been hearing that from Laura and Heather forever! Argh! Now all three of them are going to be going on and on and on and on and I won't have any clue what they're talking about!
Well, besides that, I've been getting lazy with my pictures. I have at least three photo trips that I haven't even converted to JPG, nevermind posted. *sigh* Maybe next weekend...
Kumquat Smoothies all,
Jenna D.
