Monday, September 30, 2002
Nooooooooo 9/30/2002
WORD OF THE DAY: verbose
Yesterday was Sunday. I went to church. Pat had burned himself at work and had a niiiiiiiiiiiiice blister on it. We drove him to work. Then I went home for a while. Went to the Spanish class picnic. Fun. Good food. Ate lots. Adults embarrassed Emmanuel; told him he was sweet for helping out and that he'd make a girl really happy one day. Hehehe. Worked that night. Reeeeeeeeally busy. Busy like it was in the summer. I was on cash mostly. We almost ran out of bread. We had cheese bread and small white. And that was it. So yeah.
I slid out of bed this morning. Literally. I just had this feeling inside me that said "Fuck school, fuck consciousness right now." But I got up and got dressed.
First, you would not be able to tell I washed my hair yesterday. Well, I did, believe it or not, but it was still oily to the point where I could brush it back and it would stick. I need to take a long shower. Shave my legs perhaps. But yes. I got dressed, pulled my hair back, and promptly curled up on the couch, unwilling to go get breakfast. Mom brought me some orange juice. I asked her to get me toast. That was my breakfast. Watched some TV. Went to school. Acted rather coldly towards Mom. Will explain later.
Picked up my pictures. Can see every zit on my face but I have a good expression. At co-op, the computers were fucked so I had pretty much NOTHING to do.
Anthropology, did the survey thing. Ah, yes. Anyone reading who is interested in taking a survey on gender bias, contact me with like, a note or an e-mail or whatever. Preferably this week. Because it's an assignment.
Lunch. Lunch. Food. Hawaiian pizza again. Forgot money, Heather was savior and lent me five bucks. Talked about cosplay ideas. Did I talk about Friday night? Went to Heather's. Talked about cosplay. Thinking of doing Final Fantasy 8. (FYI, I know NOTHING about any FF game, other than a couple of events like people dying, and a couple of characters.) I'm going to be Quistis, Heather will be Selphie, and we want Katie to be Rinoa. Going to try to convince Casey to come and dress up, he could be Squall. Or Pat could be. Pat has leather pants, LOL. Pat could also be Seifer or Zell. Keane was there, we were like, "Dude, you should come, and you can be Zell!" Because Keane's blonde. Lots of laughs. Heather wants to be Selphie so she can a: do the funny hair flip and b: have another slutty dress. Hehe. We told Katie that she gets to make another slutty dress and she was all excited, hehe. Pat re-drew Isbell for me, she looks cool.
English. Test. Discussed symbolism.
French. Took up questions. Read new chapter. Worked on skit for Thursday. Need costume. Hm...
Choir. Was choir. Usual. Kim and I joked about Billy Madison and Snack Packs. Hehehehe.
The parenting class is doing the egg project right now. Kim's egg is named Mona the Vampire, Éadaoin's is Kate. Rachel G. has twins, one is named Aaron I think. Leigh has twins too. Lor thinks she should name them Benji and Joel after the twins in Good Charlotte but I don't know if she did. And I don't know what Lor's egg is named either. They were keeping them in mittens inside slushie cups from the cafeteria. Julie's Ernie lives inside a cafeteria soup bowl stuffed with napkins and tissue and stuff. There's a lid on it with a circle cut out so we can see Ernie. :-) Tara's broke after the first five minutes apparently.
Bert wanted me to work tonight. I told him no, because I have too much homework, when in fact, I have very little. Some French, and the survey thing (take the survey, dammit). I also need to take a shower. Read some fics. Oh yeah, finish chapter four of Lord of the Flies too. Hm.
Yeah. Stuff.
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Once again, reading your entry reminded me so much of my own life.
I woke up this morning to the sound of my alarm and just simply said "No" and rolled back over.
You guys are doing the exact same assignments we did last year.
I'll do a survey I guess. You know my email. [Static Inertia]
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i am back for tongiht, yea.
blisters from burns look so icky
they crawl my blood
but getting injections don't; i'm screwed up like that
love- [jawbreaker]
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I have definatly had THAT feeling before. It's a horrible feeling that I rarly have, but I guess that's life. Morning are one of the worst things ever.
Yes, I'm [~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
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If you still need someone to take your anthropology survey, I will.
-Jessie
[Agent Buckaroo]
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Oh, my email is bambampontiac@yahoo.com
-Jessie
[Agent Buckaroo]
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RYN: Yeah sure. I'll do it anyway. Maybe just to compare yours to the one we did last year. Just to prove how much smarter you guys are than us. [Static Inertia]
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Thanks. Whatever you wanna do it fine with me. [gertie]
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Wh00, Billy Madison was a funny-arse movie... SNACK PACKS!! LOL. Uhh, anyway, you seem to be really busy, I must say, your schedule pretty much seems to rival mine. Anyway, I'm really braindead tonight, just stopped by to say 'hi'! :) [lazycowgirl]
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I live in Northern KY. And ironically enough to all the bomb threats, my schools nickname is the "plowpushers". Of course meaning that we're suppossed to be hicks. lol No, that's not our mascot. lol
Jessie [child*@*heart]
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It's always amusing when people respond to something I wrote a while back.
Anyway, I think it's great you use your real name. I use mine as well. Thanks for the note. [Josh_the_K]
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RE: Avril. Yeah, her song is so overplayed it's going to kill itself. "A Thousand Miles" is another song that has almost been killed by being overplayed. Anyway, Avril would probably do better doing country-ish stuff, since she's got the voice for it. But, that would probably destroy her fan base. Oh well. [Josh_the_K]
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Duuude, haven't heard from you in a while! :) Are you still super mega busy? Hope everything's OK. *hugs* Take care of yourself. Anna xoxo [the phoenix feather]
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Ditto to Anna's note *points above*.
And, thanks alot for your note. ^^ [lazycowgirl]
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RE: your note. Yeah, The Fast and the Furious has a lot of problems, and one of them is chosing moronic Civics as the cool cars. H'wood producers really are out of touch. [Josh_the_K]
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On the road today, I saw a truck with a spoiler. Looked so stupid.
I may have to quote you on that "you don't sugar-coat anything" comment. It seems so fitting of me. [Josh_the_K]
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Well, I try to be an anime fan. It's an expensive hobby, especially with no broadband. I mean I can get stuff I want but $40 just isn't worth an hour of trigun. So basically I take what I can get. By the school I'm going to go to in Toronto next year, there's a whole anime rental store! I can't wait. But cosplaying-anime girls? Mucho cool in my book..
We'll be talking. Later Kiddo [skachad]
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Heh, sounds like you had an interesting day.
I like your diary, it's interesting...
Love Always--But not in that way you nasty freak!
Kat lordess of the [Yellow-Lace-Knickers]
WORD OF THE DAY: verbose
Yesterday was Sunday. I went to church. Pat had burned himself at work and had a niiiiiiiiiiiiice blister on it. We drove him to work. Then I went home for a while. Went to the Spanish class picnic. Fun. Good food. Ate lots. Adults embarrassed Emmanuel; told him he was sweet for helping out and that he'd make a girl really happy one day. Hehehe. Worked that night. Reeeeeeeeally busy. Busy like it was in the summer. I was on cash mostly. We almost ran out of bread. We had cheese bread and small white. And that was it. So yeah.
I slid out of bed this morning. Literally. I just had this feeling inside me that said "Fuck school, fuck consciousness right now." But I got up and got dressed.
First, you would not be able to tell I washed my hair yesterday. Well, I did, believe it or not, but it was still oily to the point where I could brush it back and it would stick. I need to take a long shower. Shave my legs perhaps. But yes. I got dressed, pulled my hair back, and promptly curled up on the couch, unwilling to go get breakfast. Mom brought me some orange juice. I asked her to get me toast. That was my breakfast. Watched some TV. Went to school. Acted rather coldly towards Mom. Will explain later.
Picked up my pictures. Can see every zit on my face but I have a good expression. At co-op, the computers were fucked so I had pretty much NOTHING to do.
Anthropology, did the survey thing. Ah, yes. Anyone reading who is interested in taking a survey on gender bias, contact me with like, a note or an e-mail or whatever. Preferably this week. Because it's an assignment.
Lunch. Lunch. Food. Hawaiian pizza again. Forgot money, Heather was savior and lent me five bucks. Talked about cosplay ideas. Did I talk about Friday night? Went to Heather's. Talked about cosplay. Thinking of doing Final Fantasy 8. (FYI, I know NOTHING about any FF game, other than a couple of events like people dying, and a couple of characters.) I'm going to be Quistis, Heather will be Selphie, and we want Katie to be Rinoa. Going to try to convince Casey to come and dress up, he could be Squall. Or Pat could be. Pat has leather pants, LOL. Pat could also be Seifer or Zell. Keane was there, we were like, "Dude, you should come, and you can be Zell!" Because Keane's blonde. Lots of laughs. Heather wants to be Selphie so she can a: do the funny hair flip and b: have another slutty dress. Hehe. We told Katie that she gets to make another slutty dress and she was all excited, hehe. Pat re-drew Isbell for me, she looks cool.
English. Test. Discussed symbolism.
French. Took up questions. Read new chapter. Worked on skit for Thursday. Need costume. Hm...
Choir. Was choir. Usual. Kim and I joked about Billy Madison and Snack Packs. Hehehehe.
The parenting class is doing the egg project right now. Kim's egg is named Mona the Vampire, Éadaoin's is Kate. Rachel G. has twins, one is named Aaron I think. Leigh has twins too. Lor thinks she should name them Benji and Joel after the twins in Good Charlotte but I don't know if she did. And I don't know what Lor's egg is named either. They were keeping them in mittens inside slushie cups from the cafeteria. Julie's Ernie lives inside a cafeteria soup bowl stuffed with napkins and tissue and stuff. There's a lid on it with a circle cut out so we can see Ernie. :-) Tara's broke after the first five minutes apparently.
Bert wanted me to work tonight. I told him no, because I have too much homework, when in fact, I have very little. Some French, and the survey thing (take the survey, dammit). I also need to take a shower. Read some fics. Oh yeah, finish chapter four of Lord of the Flies too. Hm.
Yeah. Stuff.
kumquat smoothies all
<>jenna d.<>
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Once again, reading your entry reminded me so much of my own life.
I woke up this morning to the sound of my alarm and just simply said "No" and rolled back over.
You guys are doing the exact same assignments we did last year.
I'll do a survey I guess. You know my email. [Static Inertia]
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i am back for tongiht, yea.
blisters from burns look so icky
they crawl my blood
but getting injections don't; i'm screwed up like that
love- [jawbreaker]
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I have definatly had THAT feeling before. It's a horrible feeling that I rarly have, but I guess that's life. Morning are one of the worst things ever.
Yes, I'm [~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
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If you still need someone to take your anthropology survey, I will.
-Jessie
[Agent Buckaroo]
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Oh, my email is bambampontiac@yahoo.com
-Jessie
[Agent Buckaroo]
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RYN: Yeah sure. I'll do it anyway. Maybe just to compare yours to the one we did last year. Just to prove how much smarter you guys are than us. [Static Inertia]
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Thanks. Whatever you wanna do it fine with me. [gertie]
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Wh00, Billy Madison was a funny-arse movie... SNACK PACKS!! LOL. Uhh, anyway, you seem to be really busy, I must say, your schedule pretty much seems to rival mine. Anyway, I'm really braindead tonight, just stopped by to say 'hi'! :) [lazycowgirl]
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I live in Northern KY. And ironically enough to all the bomb threats, my schools nickname is the "plowpushers". Of course meaning that we're suppossed to be hicks. lol No, that's not our mascot. lol
Jessie [child*@*heart]
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It's always amusing when people respond to something I wrote a while back.
Anyway, I think it's great you use your real name. I use mine as well. Thanks for the note. [Josh_the_K]
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RE: Avril. Yeah, her song is so overplayed it's going to kill itself. "A Thousand Miles" is another song that has almost been killed by being overplayed. Anyway, Avril would probably do better doing country-ish stuff, since she's got the voice for it. But, that would probably destroy her fan base. Oh well. [Josh_the_K]
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Duuude, haven't heard from you in a while! :) Are you still super mega busy? Hope everything's OK. *hugs* Take care of yourself. Anna xoxo [the phoenix feather]
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Ditto to Anna's note *points above*.
And, thanks alot for your note. ^^ [lazycowgirl]
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RE: your note. Yeah, The Fast and the Furious has a lot of problems, and one of them is chosing moronic Civics as the cool cars. H'wood producers really are out of touch. [Josh_the_K]
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On the road today, I saw a truck with a spoiler. Looked so stupid.
I may have to quote you on that "you don't sugar-coat anything" comment. It seems so fitting of me. [Josh_the_K]
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Well, I try to be an anime fan. It's an expensive hobby, especially with no broadband. I mean I can get stuff I want but $40 just isn't worth an hour of trigun. So basically I take what I can get. By the school I'm going to go to in Toronto next year, there's a whole anime rental store! I can't wait. But cosplaying-anime girls? Mucho cool in my book..
We'll be talking. Later Kiddo [skachad]
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Heh, sounds like you had an interesting day.
I like your diary, it's interesting...
Love Always--But not in that way you nasty freak!
Kat lordess of the [Yellow-Lace-Knickers]
Friday, September 27, 2002
Awwwwww... 9/27/2002
WORD OF THE DAY: funicular
I don't have much time, 'cause I have to go to school in a bit, but I wanted to share this.
Last night at work we had this Australian guy come in, and he was cute. Like, really cute. Tanned, brown eyes, kinda curly brown hair and this adorable smile. So he comes up and orders his sub and at first I couldn't understand what he was saying because of his accent. I thought he said "maple" when he meant "meatball". So okay. He wanted stuff on half of it, so there we go.
He comes back a bit later; has decided he wants the same stuff on the other half. Okay, sure. "Keeping you busy," he remarked. I laughed and told him Thursdays are usually kinda slow. As he left he told me to have a nice "unbusy Thursday." So cute.
So it was a bit of a surprise when he showed up later. "You again?!" I exclaimed, causing him to laugh and show off that smile. Turns out he had a travel journal and that since his friends didn't believe him when he told them how cool Canadians are, could we write a little message in his book? Well of course! We wrote our little messages... Melissa wrote "You have no idea how much we love it when you guys come up here with your sexy accents." And I was like, "Well it's true." His name was James, looked about eighteen or nineteen. And he was so adorable! One of those guys that just has that look that makes you wanna run up and hug him because he's so damn cute.
Cute foreign guys. One of the perks of my job.
And that's my story.
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Aaaaaawww. Adorable, cute, I-wanna-hug-you-right-now guys rock! :) [the phoenix feather]
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Awwwwww... Send him to the city! lol [Static Inertia]
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That sounds so adorable. Guys with good smiles and accents are great!! :0D
Yes, I'm [~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
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Wh00 I want me one of those! XD!! [lazycowgirl]
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Cute boooyyyyys. I am having issues as of the moment with cute boys. Well, you know. You read about it. I might just have to become a man-hating femi-nazi to combat all those piggish men out there. Grah. Boys are too cute to hate. [Ms. Spunky]
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I didn't even know you were Canadian.
Send some of the Australians down here! I love that accent. [Agent Buckaroo]
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you have restored my faith in the male species - at least for a couple of minutes. [lafosta]
WORD OF THE DAY: funicular
I don't have much time, 'cause I have to go to school in a bit, but I wanted to share this.
Last night at work we had this Australian guy come in, and he was cute. Like, really cute. Tanned, brown eyes, kinda curly brown hair and this adorable smile. So he comes up and orders his sub and at first I couldn't understand what he was saying because of his accent. I thought he said "maple" when he meant "meatball". So okay. He wanted stuff on half of it, so there we go.
He comes back a bit later; has decided he wants the same stuff on the other half. Okay, sure. "Keeping you busy," he remarked. I laughed and told him Thursdays are usually kinda slow. As he left he told me to have a nice "unbusy Thursday." So cute.
So it was a bit of a surprise when he showed up later. "You again?!" I exclaimed, causing him to laugh and show off that smile. Turns out he had a travel journal and that since his friends didn't believe him when he told them how cool Canadians are, could we write a little message in his book? Well of course! We wrote our little messages... Melissa wrote "You have no idea how much we love it when you guys come up here with your sexy accents." And I was like, "Well it's true." His name was James, looked about eighteen or nineteen. And he was so adorable! One of those guys that just has that look that makes you wanna run up and hug him because he's so damn cute.
Cute foreign guys. One of the perks of my job.
And that's my story.
kumquat smoothies all
<>jenna d.<>
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Aaaaaawww. Adorable, cute, I-wanna-hug-you-right-now guys rock! :) [the phoenix feather]
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Awwwwww... Send him to the city! lol [Static Inertia]
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That sounds so adorable. Guys with good smiles and accents are great!! :0D
Yes, I'm [~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
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Wh00 I want me one of those! XD!! [lazycowgirl]
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Cute boooyyyyys. I am having issues as of the moment with cute boys. Well, you know. You read about it. I might just have to become a man-hating femi-nazi to combat all those piggish men out there. Grah. Boys are too cute to hate. [Ms. Spunky]
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I didn't even know you were Canadian.
Send some of the Australians down here! I love that accent. [Agent Buckaroo]
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you have restored my faith in the male species - at least for a couple of minutes. [lafosta]
Tuesday, September 24, 2002
One Day I'll Fly Away 9/24/2002
WORD OF THE DAY: Xanadu
Well, I'm home sick. I probably could have gone to school but I didn't feel like it so I pulled the good old exaggeration trick. Now I'm watching Moulin Rouge!, which I finally bought over the weekend. Still remember all the lines. It's great.
The following is in no way in anything resembling chronological order.
Saturday, Heather had her birthday party. I swear that's where I got sick, I was fine then, and then Sunday, death. Well, not death, but you know what I mean. Someone was sick there and they gave it to me. They're dead. *glares* Anyway, it was a pretty good time despite the fact that Anita got piss drunk. Yes, there was alcohol, but Heather made them keep it in the basement so it was a tad better. She said yesterday that she was sick all Monday. Good thing that getting sick once turns you off it for a while, maybe then she won't make a fool of herself in a couple of weeks when Heather has her next party.
Let's see.... who was there... Me, obviously. I wasn't the first one there for once! Kim was at Heather's house when I got there. I gave Heather her pie (yes, I got her a pie for her birthday, LOL). There was also Kyle, Darcy, Franklin (Ryan F.), Erika, Katie, Lauren, Devin, Ryan, Anita, Tom, Andrew, Jeff, Sean, Chantell, Julie, Phillip, Gary (Chantell's boyfriend), this Jon kid (friend of Gary's, also one of Jenny's exes), and KEANE. Yes, Keane actually came to a party! It's a historical event! Mark it on the calendar! LOL, yeah.
I also had to slap Kyle. This stems from a longer incident which I shall describe now.
A couple people had left, some were outside, and the rest of us were hanging out in the rec room, the second lowest part of the backsplit. Then we noticed: people were missing. I think it was Katie and Sean that were outside, someone else in the bathroom, and everyone else who hadn't left still sitting there... so where were Keane and Kim? Looking down into the basement, where some people had been watching Monsters Inc. (which Kim got for Heather), we saw the door was closed and no light coming from underneath it. Any idiot could figure out what was going on. We left them alone, heh.
Kyle pulled me over to talk to him. We went downstairs to the spot between the fridge and the deep freezer, and he told me to slap him 'cause he's been an idiot. First I made him explain. He said wished he was Keane in there and he'd told Kim to go for it. Well then. I gave him a good slap. Twice. After that it just got fun. We went back upstairs.
Well, eventually Heather had had it.
"That's it. I've had it," she said, and she went downstairs, the rest of us in tow. Throwing open the door and flicking on the light, there were the offending pair, sitting on the couch, hair askew. We hauled them upstairs, and while Kim was in the bathroom we tried poking Keane for details but he wouldn't budge. Kim, however, told us everything...
"Okay, okay, this is what happened. We were talking about TV." (strange looks) "No, no, I'm serious. We were talking about TV, and then I went to look at something at the back of the TV, but it fell on my head! And then I stuck my finger in the socket, and everything went crazy! That's why my hair's all messed up! Then Keane had to give me CPR!" (uh-huh, right) "I'm serious!"
So that was that. Later conversations reveal that while Kim has taken this kinda seriously, Keane hasn't. He sees it more as a casual thing. Hope no one gets hurt.
Hm... Darcy was very funny. I married him and Heather, as we'd been going on about all week. I also married Katie, Jeff and Tom. Mwah ha. Darcy sang funny songs like "Men in Tights" and the Monorail song from The Simpsons. With actions. Fun fun.
I got a hold of Heather's digital camera and took a whole shitload of pictures, which you can find on Heather's Site or My Site. Fun. Underwear. A nipple. But not Sean's.
So yeah. Supafun.
I had to work Sunday night. Bah. Busy. We ran out of lettuce. People were mad. Ran out of cucumbers. I was pissed. Had my sub without them, sadly. Then after the rush Tina was stocking the toppings and discovered a pan of cucumbers underneath. I was mad. I made a sub WITH CUCUMBERS to take home. Reece drove me home. He's so nice. Tad nerdy but very nice.
I worked yesterday too, because despite it being Heather's birthday Bert scheduled her anyway EVEN THOUGH he said he wouldn't. Only a three hour shift but I took it anyway. Her dad drove me. Slow shift. Worked with Jodi. We talked about travel and stuff.
I was supposed to get tickets to the concert next month from Rob today, 'cause he didn't have any yesterday, but since I'm home sick that'll have to wait until tomorrow. But I will go... *shakes fist*
I moved some stuff around in my room last night. Well, I shoved my nighttable further away from my bed, moved the stuffed animals that were there to the end of my bed, and put in this little cardboard bill-sorter-thingy there. It's about the same height as my bed, and I put some candles on it and stuff. 'Tis nice.
Anyway, I should get offline now.
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Sounds like that party was rather...well...interesting. Sounds like you had fun!! :0) Parties are so much fun.
Yes, I'm [~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
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"Monorail! Monorail! MONORAIL!!!!"
"Mono-- DOH!"
Sorry, I just had to..
My friends are the kind of people that break into Simpson's tunes out of no where regardless of the time or place.
It's really quite sad..
We've realized that all our conversations ultimately result in relating to The Simpsons in one way or another.
[Static Inertia]
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Dude, maybe you misunderstood... I meant "I'm going" referring to Good Charlotte and Simple Plan. I'd like to go to OS2L, but I think I'm already pushing it with GC and SP. I don't think I'd be able to attend both, especially considering they're both in the same weekend.
PS. The Simpson's yellowness is definitely a coolness factor. God knows I wish I was yellow.
[Static Inertia]
WORD OF THE DAY: Xanadu
Well, I'm home sick. I probably could have gone to school but I didn't feel like it so I pulled the good old exaggeration trick. Now I'm watching Moulin Rouge!, which I finally bought over the weekend. Still remember all the lines. It's great.
The following is in no way in anything resembling chronological order.
Saturday, Heather had her birthday party. I swear that's where I got sick, I was fine then, and then Sunday, death. Well, not death, but you know what I mean. Someone was sick there and they gave it to me. They're dead. *glares* Anyway, it was a pretty good time despite the fact that Anita got piss drunk. Yes, there was alcohol, but Heather made them keep it in the basement so it was a tad better. She said yesterday that she was sick all Monday. Good thing that getting sick once turns you off it for a while, maybe then she won't make a fool of herself in a couple of weeks when Heather has her next party.
Let's see.... who was there... Me, obviously. I wasn't the first one there for once! Kim was at Heather's house when I got there. I gave Heather her pie (yes, I got her a pie for her birthday, LOL). There was also Kyle, Darcy, Franklin (Ryan F.), Erika, Katie, Lauren, Devin, Ryan, Anita, Tom, Andrew, Jeff, Sean, Chantell, Julie, Phillip, Gary (Chantell's boyfriend), this Jon kid (friend of Gary's, also one of Jenny's exes), and KEANE. Yes, Keane actually came to a party! It's a historical event! Mark it on the calendar! LOL, yeah.
I also had to slap Kyle. This stems from a longer incident which I shall describe now.
A couple people had left, some were outside, and the rest of us were hanging out in the rec room, the second lowest part of the backsplit. Then we noticed: people were missing. I think it was Katie and Sean that were outside, someone else in the bathroom, and everyone else who hadn't left still sitting there... so where were Keane and Kim? Looking down into the basement, where some people had been watching Monsters Inc. (which Kim got for Heather), we saw the door was closed and no light coming from underneath it. Any idiot could figure out what was going on. We left them alone, heh.
Kyle pulled me over to talk to him. We went downstairs to the spot between the fridge and the deep freezer, and he told me to slap him 'cause he's been an idiot. First I made him explain. He said wished he was Keane in there and he'd told Kim to go for it. Well then. I gave him a good slap. Twice. After that it just got fun. We went back upstairs.
Well, eventually Heather had had it.
"That's it. I've had it," she said, and she went downstairs, the rest of us in tow. Throwing open the door and flicking on the light, there were the offending pair, sitting on the couch, hair askew. We hauled them upstairs, and while Kim was in the bathroom we tried poking Keane for details but he wouldn't budge. Kim, however, told us everything...
"Okay, okay, this is what happened. We were talking about TV." (strange looks) "No, no, I'm serious. We were talking about TV, and then I went to look at something at the back of the TV, but it fell on my head! And then I stuck my finger in the socket, and everything went crazy! That's why my hair's all messed up! Then Keane had to give me CPR!" (uh-huh, right) "I'm serious!"
So that was that. Later conversations reveal that while Kim has taken this kinda seriously, Keane hasn't. He sees it more as a casual thing. Hope no one gets hurt.
Hm... Darcy was very funny. I married him and Heather, as we'd been going on about all week. I also married Katie, Jeff and Tom. Mwah ha. Darcy sang funny songs like "Men in Tights" and the Monorail song from The Simpsons. With actions. Fun fun.
I got a hold of Heather's digital camera and took a whole shitload of pictures, which you can find on Heather's Site or My Site. Fun. Underwear. A nipple. But not Sean's.
So yeah. Supafun.
I had to work Sunday night. Bah. Busy. We ran out of lettuce. People were mad. Ran out of cucumbers. I was pissed. Had my sub without them, sadly. Then after the rush Tina was stocking the toppings and discovered a pan of cucumbers underneath. I was mad. I made a sub WITH CUCUMBERS to take home. Reece drove me home. He's so nice. Tad nerdy but very nice.
I worked yesterday too, because despite it being Heather's birthday Bert scheduled her anyway EVEN THOUGH he said he wouldn't. Only a three hour shift but I took it anyway. Her dad drove me. Slow shift. Worked with Jodi. We talked about travel and stuff.
I was supposed to get tickets to the concert next month from Rob today, 'cause he didn't have any yesterday, but since I'm home sick that'll have to wait until tomorrow. But I will go... *shakes fist*
I moved some stuff around in my room last night. Well, I shoved my nighttable further away from my bed, moved the stuffed animals that were there to the end of my bed, and put in this little cardboard bill-sorter-thingy there. It's about the same height as my bed, and I put some candles on it and stuff. 'Tis nice.
Anyway, I should get offline now.
kumquat smoothies all
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Sounds like that party was rather...well...interesting. Sounds like you had fun!! :0) Parties are so much fun.
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"Monorail! Monorail! MONORAIL!!!!"
"Mono-- DOH!"
Sorry, I just had to..
My friends are the kind of people that break into Simpson's tunes out of no where regardless of the time or place.
It's really quite sad..
We've realized that all our conversations ultimately result in relating to The Simpsons in one way or another.
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Dude, maybe you misunderstood... I meant "I'm going" referring to Good Charlotte and Simple Plan. I'd like to go to OS2L, but I think I'm already pushing it with GC and SP. I don't think I'd be able to attend both, especially considering they're both in the same weekend.
PS. The Simpson's yellowness is definitely a coolness factor. God knows I wish I was yellow.
[Static Inertia]
Friday, September 20, 2002
When We're Online I Have Oral Sex With You 9/20/2002
Um.... stuff. Go here: for One Second 2 Late stuff.
I picked up an application at IGA today. I don't like fast food much. IGA. Go me.
kumquat smoothies all,
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Interesting topic... o_O I'm guessing it's a job application? Good luck with that.
...Maybe I shouldn't have used the word 'job'. *runs off to catch her wandering mind* [lazycowgirl]
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Ummm..Interesting title....Good luck with your job application.
Yes, I'm [~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
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RYN: The time off thing sucks... but you're leaving. Yay. IGA. I don't really know if I'd consider Subway "fast food" but hey, whatever tickles your fancy. IGA is a pretty cool place to work. Cashier work mostly I'm assuming right? That's not too bad. French trip huh? Where are you guys headed? Don't say France... Don'y say France!
The concer thing. Dunno, sounds like fun. [Static Inertia]
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PS. Did you hear that Simple Plan and Good Charlotte are playng a concert at the Kool Haus? It's cheap too!! $16.50. I'm thinking that I'm gonna go. :) [Static Inertia]
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PSS. I just noticed all the typos in those notes. You'll have to excuse me, I'm still half asleep. Yeah I know it's 2:30 in the afternoon! So what?! [Static Inertia]
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Hahahaha! I'm GOING! [Static Inertia]
Um.... stuff. Go here: for One Second 2 Late stuff.
I picked up an application at IGA today. I don't like fast food much. IGA. Go me.
kumquat smoothies all,
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Interesting topic... o_O I'm guessing it's a job application? Good luck with that.
...Maybe I shouldn't have used the word 'job'. *runs off to catch her wandering mind* [lazycowgirl]
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Ummm..Interesting title....Good luck with your job application.
Yes, I'm [~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
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RYN: The time off thing sucks... but you're leaving. Yay. IGA. I don't really know if I'd consider Subway "fast food" but hey, whatever tickles your fancy. IGA is a pretty cool place to work. Cashier work mostly I'm assuming right? That's not too bad. French trip huh? Where are you guys headed? Don't say France... Don'y say France!
The concer thing. Dunno, sounds like fun. [Static Inertia]
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PSS. I just noticed all the typos in those notes. You'll have to excuse me, I'm still half asleep. Yeah I know it's 2:30 in the afternoon! So what?! [Static Inertia]
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Hahahaha! I'm GOING! [Static Inertia]
Thursday, September 19, 2002
Waiting On A Sign 9/19/2002
WORD OF THE DAY: disavow
Do forgive my absence. Three little things called School, Work and Extracirriculars have been impeding my ability to write here as often as I'd like. Oh yes, there is a fourth: tiredness.
School has been school and has also been taking up six and a half hours of my day, except on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. On Mondays, I'm at choir until five, Wednesdays, I'm at band until five and then at Spanish from six until 9, and Spanish again on Fridays. Mi habla español, Liane, aren'tcha proud? Heheh. I work with the same couple of adults who are usually a bit clueless. My new friends are Debbie and Lisa and Don. Emmanuel is still rather cute. :-)
At school, I do my co-op at the Pines and that's pretty much it. I have my routine now. I see Daniel occasionally.
Anthropology is getting pretty good.
French is the same old same old. We're reading a play called Chemins Dangereux about this dude François who loses a bunch of money in the stock market and then sends his cousin, his ex-fiancée, and an old professor on an expedition to Mexico to find Mayan artifacts and bring them back to France. He's an ass. I get to read the part of his wife tomorrow. Hehehe.
In English we never seem to finish anything we start. I have another draft of an essay due in tomorrow, a set of six reading journals and three writing pieces due in Monday, and a persuasive essay that I have a feeling I'm never going to get done. I'm not in a persuasive mood. I don't feel like ranting about what I think is right. I chose to write about the validity of fanfiction as respectable writing, but I really don't have the motivation to write it right now. Honestly.
I haven't had the motivation to do much lately, part of the reason I've been gone. I do stuff because I have to and that's about it. I've been on a roll with this part of my story I'm at (Ana meets her mother, Saranne, and cousin, Julian, finds out a whack of stuff about her family she didn't know, including that she's related to Tove, who she had previously fallen in love with... eh-heh) and I even did some drawings for it. Well, one. I drew Isbell Craib, the Mirei-Krim warrior girl who lives in Alanberry Wood and kidnaps Ana and Alex near the start of the book. She looks very cool, except her legs are too short. I'll scan that when I go to Katie's to get my convention pics scanned.
Who else here absolutely loves The Tea Party? Honestly, they just kick ass. I got Tangents: The Tea Party Collection last weekend and I love it. Still love "Psychopomp" and "Temptation". Wheeeeee! And Jeff Martin is hot.
This one piece Mr. Sharpe got us for band is called "The Star of Dreams" and it is absolutely insane. I kid you not. It goes supafast for most of it and the only slow part is a piano-and-clarinet bit that we all know that Steven will get. The other one is the "Royal Air Force March Past" which is okay. I don't much like marches, they're kinda boring.
Oooooh, guess what? One Second 2 Late is playing a Battle of the Bands at the Opera House next month! The fucking Opera House! One Second 2 Late! A band from fucking Clarke, at the Opera House, in Toronto. I so wanna go. Lor, Erin, Leigh and I so wanna go. We saw the posters up in the hall and when Lor came upstairs, Leigh and I were like, "Dude! One Second 2 Late and The Social Tea Biscuits at the Opera House! We gotta go!" "Who are the Social Tea Biscuits?" "We have no idea, but we love their name!" Apparently they got their own announcement this morning. We have to confirm with our parents and stuff first, and then we'll ask one of the guys for tickets. Dude! OS2L!!!!!
Hm... what else... I signed up for the Edge102 lanyard giveaway... I got a good mark on my Anthropology test and Ms. McCracken wrote that it was very fun to read... Heather's having a party on Saturday, 'cause her birthday's on Monday... um... OS2L AT THE OPERA HOUSE! AHHH!... The Tea Party fucking kicks... and that's it.
kumquat smoothies all,
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WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
I have no idea who One Second 2 Late is but you're making me want to go. The Opera House isn't that far from me. Hell, maybe I WILL go! [Static Inertia]
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Woo! I have no idea who One Second 2 Late are either, but it sounds kickass, dude. Rock on! [the phoenix feather]
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I hear ya. School is a lot of work. Is your family doing better? And how are you? Let me know okay? Later! [Ms. Spunky]
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RYN: I'm glad you liked that story of mine. It better be woth a good mark. I spend a large portion of my life on that. That's an entire Sunday afternoon that I'll never get back.
Oh and the One Second 2 Late thing... sounds like a lot of fun. I shall think about it.. [Static Inertia]
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No wait.... Saturday as in TOMORROW?!?!? [Static Inertia]
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I don't think I've ever heard of The Tea Party....
Yes, I'm [~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
WORD OF THE DAY: disavow
Do forgive my absence. Three little things called School, Work and Extracirriculars have been impeding my ability to write here as often as I'd like. Oh yes, there is a fourth: tiredness.
School has been school and has also been taking up six and a half hours of my day, except on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. On Mondays, I'm at choir until five, Wednesdays, I'm at band until five and then at Spanish from six until 9, and Spanish again on Fridays. Mi habla español, Liane, aren'tcha proud? Heheh. I work with the same couple of adults who are usually a bit clueless. My new friends are Debbie and Lisa and Don. Emmanuel is still rather cute. :-)
At school, I do my co-op at the Pines and that's pretty much it. I have my routine now. I see Daniel occasionally.
Anthropology is getting pretty good.
French is the same old same old. We're reading a play called Chemins Dangereux about this dude François who loses a bunch of money in the stock market and then sends his cousin, his ex-fiancée, and an old professor on an expedition to Mexico to find Mayan artifacts and bring them back to France. He's an ass. I get to read the part of his wife tomorrow. Hehehe.
In English we never seem to finish anything we start. I have another draft of an essay due in tomorrow, a set of six reading journals and three writing pieces due in Monday, and a persuasive essay that I have a feeling I'm never going to get done. I'm not in a persuasive mood. I don't feel like ranting about what I think is right. I chose to write about the validity of fanfiction as respectable writing, but I really don't have the motivation to write it right now. Honestly.
I haven't had the motivation to do much lately, part of the reason I've been gone. I do stuff because I have to and that's about it. I've been on a roll with this part of my story I'm at (Ana meets her mother, Saranne, and cousin, Julian, finds out a whack of stuff about her family she didn't know, including that she's related to Tove, who she had previously fallen in love with... eh-heh) and I even did some drawings for it. Well, one. I drew Isbell Craib, the Mirei-Krim warrior girl who lives in Alanberry Wood and kidnaps Ana and Alex near the start of the book. She looks very cool, except her legs are too short. I'll scan that when I go to Katie's to get my convention pics scanned.
Who else here absolutely loves The Tea Party? Honestly, they just kick ass. I got Tangents: The Tea Party Collection last weekend and I love it. Still love "Psychopomp" and "Temptation". Wheeeeee! And Jeff Martin is hot.
This one piece Mr. Sharpe got us for band is called "The Star of Dreams" and it is absolutely insane. I kid you not. It goes supafast for most of it and the only slow part is a piano-and-clarinet bit that we all know that Steven will get. The other one is the "Royal Air Force March Past" which is okay. I don't much like marches, they're kinda boring.
Oooooh, guess what? One Second 2 Late is playing a Battle of the Bands at the Opera House next month! The fucking Opera House! One Second 2 Late! A band from fucking Clarke, at the Opera House, in Toronto. I so wanna go. Lor, Erin, Leigh and I so wanna go. We saw the posters up in the hall and when Lor came upstairs, Leigh and I were like, "Dude! One Second 2 Late and The Social Tea Biscuits at the Opera House! We gotta go!" "Who are the Social Tea Biscuits?" "We have no idea, but we love their name!" Apparently they got their own announcement this morning. We have to confirm with our parents and stuff first, and then we'll ask one of the guys for tickets. Dude! OS2L!!!!!
Hm... what else... I signed up for the Edge102 lanyard giveaway... I got a good mark on my Anthropology test and Ms. McCracken wrote that it was very fun to read... Heather's having a party on Saturday, 'cause her birthday's on Monday... um... OS2L AT THE OPERA HOUSE! AHHH!... The Tea Party fucking kicks... and that's it.
kumquat smoothies all,
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WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
I have no idea who One Second 2 Late is but you're making me want to go. The Opera House isn't that far from me. Hell, maybe I WILL go! [Static Inertia]
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Woo! I have no idea who One Second 2 Late are either, but it sounds kickass, dude. Rock on! [the phoenix feather]
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I hear ya. School is a lot of work. Is your family doing better? And how are you? Let me know okay? Later! [Ms. Spunky]
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RYN: I'm glad you liked that story of mine. It better be woth a good mark. I spend a large portion of my life on that. That's an entire Sunday afternoon that I'll never get back.
Oh and the One Second 2 Late thing... sounds like a lot of fun. I shall think about it.. [Static Inertia]
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No wait.... Saturday as in TOMORROW?!?!? [Static Inertia]
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I don't think I've ever heard of The Tea Party....
Yes, I'm [~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
Wednesday, September 11, 2002
laksjflahg 9/11/2002
WORD OF THE DAY: commemorate
I don't feel like talking on an on about what happened on this day last year, which, as you may recall, I didn't do on that day either. We talked about it enough at school.
I shall tell you though, that last night at worked was pretty damn cool. Despite being work, ya know. Some foreign lady tipped me fifty cents, there was a big group of cute guys in, I made friends with a trucker, served two old French ladies en français, and I won the Get Caught Red Handed Contest!
See, we have this thing with Coke that we have to ask everyone if they'd like to make their order a combo, and if we ask the Mystery Shopper person, the person who asks gets a coupon for a free case of Coke and everyone working gets a t-shirt. And I asked. So I won. It freaked the heck out of me. So Melissa and I get shirts. Bert phoned later that night to ask if the power went out and Melissa told him, and he said he was proud of me. Go me!
And I wanted to phone in sick.
Today we pretty much just did everything the way we usually did. There were some special things on the announcements over at the Pines (where I have now begun my amazingly boring co-op), just a little message. Apparently back at Clarke they played the American anthem after ours and had a longer moment of silence. That was about it. Flags at half-staff, as expected. In English Mrs. Mostoway showed us some paintings Mrs. Hoad had done in the days following the attacks; they were really good. The one she called "Impact" she actually used broken glass on to emphasize the debris falling from the point where the planes hit. Mrs. Mostoway (still want to call her Ms. Tepper) said she'd buy them if she could. We debated for a while and did some discussion.
Tonight I went to Spanish. We learned food words. Hehehe.
That's about it.
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me gusta los caramelos!!
ummmmmmmmm......... [lafosta]
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I only know one is spanish: "Me llamo Jessie!" [Agent Buckaroo]
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nothing beats winning a strange work contests, right? and uh, good job with an entry on 9/11 not being about 9/11... [MidnitePhantazy]
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The date 9/11 speaks for itself anyway, ya know? I don't really understand that whole work contesty thing, but I'll be OK. lol
Yes, I'm
[~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
WORD OF THE DAY: commemorate
I don't feel like talking on an on about what happened on this day last year, which, as you may recall, I didn't do on that day either. We talked about it enough at school.
I shall tell you though, that last night at worked was pretty damn cool. Despite being work, ya know. Some foreign lady tipped me fifty cents, there was a big group of cute guys in, I made friends with a trucker, served two old French ladies en français, and I won the Get Caught Red Handed Contest!
See, we have this thing with Coke that we have to ask everyone if they'd like to make their order a combo, and if we ask the Mystery Shopper person, the person who asks gets a coupon for a free case of Coke and everyone working gets a t-shirt. And I asked. So I won. It freaked the heck out of me. So Melissa and I get shirts. Bert phoned later that night to ask if the power went out and Melissa told him, and he said he was proud of me. Go me!
And I wanted to phone in sick.
Today we pretty much just did everything the way we usually did. There were some special things on the announcements over at the Pines (where I have now begun my amazingly boring co-op), just a little message. Apparently back at Clarke they played the American anthem after ours and had a longer moment of silence. That was about it. Flags at half-staff, as expected. In English Mrs. Mostoway showed us some paintings Mrs. Hoad had done in the days following the attacks; they were really good. The one she called "Impact" she actually used broken glass on to emphasize the debris falling from the point where the planes hit. Mrs. Mostoway (still want to call her Ms. Tepper) said she'd buy them if she could. We debated for a while and did some discussion.
Tonight I went to Spanish. We learned food words. Hehehe.
That's about it.
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me gusta los caramelos!!
ummmmmmmmm......... [lafosta]
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I only know one is spanish: "Me llamo Jessie!" [Agent Buckaroo]
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nothing beats winning a strange work contests, right? and uh, good job with an entry on 9/11 not being about 9/11... [MidnitePhantazy]
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The date 9/11 speaks for itself anyway, ya know? I don't really understand that whole work contesty thing, but I'll be OK. lol
Yes, I'm
[~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
Saturday, September 07, 2002
Thank You 9/7/2002
WORD OF THE DAY: mollycoddle
I don't feel like going around and noting everyone who read the last entry, so I will say a very heartfelt thank you to everyone here. Liane, Jessie, thanks for the prayers and luck. Anna, I love that philosophy. Denise, I will. Thank you again everyone.
It didn't exactly help my mood this morning to go check the 1x2ML and discover that Presser had posted the last five parts of his fic in a row. Now normally this isn't a bad thing, but I hadn't started reading his story yet, and while I wasn't particularly close to him, I liked the guy. Which is why when I read the messages underneath with the title "Presser leaving..." I got a little worried. I went to the first and last parts, just to see if he'd written any notes, and he had. He said that something bad was going to happen later today and he didn't want to leave anyone hanging. According to a bunch of people who knew him somewhat well, he'd sent them e-mails and blocked them from AIM and MSN. People were worried, people were upset, people were discussing it on the ML. I checked it out after my shower and kwycksylver, one of the Admins, was getting very frustrated because although this is an upsetting thing, it's not appropriate to be discussed on the ML. From what I read, she had quite a time getting people to calm down and discuss it off-list. After a lot of worrying and e-mailing and more, lyss told us that Presser had told her he was going to get some help. I think we all breathed a huge sigh of relief there. Although this morning, in a fit of worry and guilt (because although I don't know Presser well, I still found him to be a very nice guy), I read his entire story and loved it to pieces. I'm going to send him a bit of feedback soon.
So after that's been said and done, I'll go into some other stuff.
I had my first Spanish class last night. It was pretty fun. I learned how to say my name and my telephone number. *nods* And we learned a song about Saturday. There are only four teenagers in there: me, two girls named Katie and Danielle, and a guy named Emanuel. Who is rather cute. ;-) He's taking the class because he was born in Mexico and Spanish is his first language, but he moved to Canada when he was really little and kinda forgot most of it. So he wants to learn it again for when he visits his family in Mexico. The rest are like, old people who want to travel. One lady has a daughter who's getting married to a Cuban man and she wants to be able to talk to his family. When Micaela, our teacher, asked us why we were taking this class, I said because I want to be a writer and I know that by learning other languages, you improve on your first one. Beside that, a fact which I didn't mention, is knowing a bunch of other languages is a useful tool in creating your own, which is something I kinda need for my book. But yeah, the class was cool.
This morning I kinda lazed around until around quarter to one when Dad came and he took me to the fairgrounds. I then proceeded to sit around for four hours doing next to nothing, other than talking with Krista and calling "bingo" even though I wasn't playing. We were next to the bingo tent. Andrea came and was running around, found some friends and hung out with them. I went home at four, because I had to work at five.
Work was also boring. It was slow, although it had been unusually busy earlier. Bob, the new supervisor, has been fired/resigned already. Didn't last a week. We suck, really. Alexis couldn't get over the fact that his name was Bob and that he was such an old guy and that he was gone already.
I noticed while at work that my bottom teeth have gone a bit wonky. One of them has kind of moved over the other one. Mom thinks maybe my wisdom teeth are coming in. Gyah.
So... it's quarter to one. I should go to bed. We have to go pick Pat up before church tomorrow.
kumquat smoothies all
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RYN: Of course learning only kicks ass when it is something that you want to learn, eh? [Agent Buckaroo]
WORD OF THE DAY: mollycoddle
I don't feel like going around and noting everyone who read the last entry, so I will say a very heartfelt thank you to everyone here. Liane, Jessie, thanks for the prayers and luck. Anna, I love that philosophy. Denise, I will. Thank you again everyone.
It didn't exactly help my mood this morning to go check the 1x2ML and discover that Presser had posted the last five parts of his fic in a row. Now normally this isn't a bad thing, but I hadn't started reading his story yet, and while I wasn't particularly close to him, I liked the guy. Which is why when I read the messages underneath with the title "Presser leaving..." I got a little worried. I went to the first and last parts, just to see if he'd written any notes, and he had. He said that something bad was going to happen later today and he didn't want to leave anyone hanging. According to a bunch of people who knew him somewhat well, he'd sent them e-mails and blocked them from AIM and MSN. People were worried, people were upset, people were discussing it on the ML. I checked it out after my shower and kwycksylver, one of the Admins, was getting very frustrated because although this is an upsetting thing, it's not appropriate to be discussed on the ML. From what I read, she had quite a time getting people to calm down and discuss it off-list. After a lot of worrying and e-mailing and more, lyss told us that Presser had told her he was going to get some help. I think we all breathed a huge sigh of relief there. Although this morning, in a fit of worry and guilt (because although I don't know Presser well, I still found him to be a very nice guy), I read his entire story and loved it to pieces. I'm going to send him a bit of feedback soon.
So after that's been said and done, I'll go into some other stuff.
I had my first Spanish class last night. It was pretty fun. I learned how to say my name and my telephone number. *nods* And we learned a song about Saturday. There are only four teenagers in there: me, two girls named Katie and Danielle, and a guy named Emanuel. Who is rather cute. ;-) He's taking the class because he was born in Mexico and Spanish is his first language, but he moved to Canada when he was really little and kinda forgot most of it. So he wants to learn it again for when he visits his family in Mexico. The rest are like, old people who want to travel. One lady has a daughter who's getting married to a Cuban man and she wants to be able to talk to his family. When Micaela, our teacher, asked us why we were taking this class, I said because I want to be a writer and I know that by learning other languages, you improve on your first one. Beside that, a fact which I didn't mention, is knowing a bunch of other languages is a useful tool in creating your own, which is something I kinda need for my book. But yeah, the class was cool.
This morning I kinda lazed around until around quarter to one when Dad came and he took me to the fairgrounds. I then proceeded to sit around for four hours doing next to nothing, other than talking with Krista and calling "bingo" even though I wasn't playing. We were next to the bingo tent. Andrea came and was running around, found some friends and hung out with them. I went home at four, because I had to work at five.
Work was also boring. It was slow, although it had been unusually busy earlier. Bob, the new supervisor, has been fired/resigned already. Didn't last a week. We suck, really. Alexis couldn't get over the fact that his name was Bob and that he was such an old guy and that he was gone already.
I noticed while at work that my bottom teeth have gone a bit wonky. One of them has kind of moved over the other one. Mom thinks maybe my wisdom teeth are coming in. Gyah.
So... it's quarter to one. I should go to bed. We have to go pick Pat up before church tomorrow.
kumquat smoothies all
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RYN: Of course learning only kicks ass when it is something that you want to learn, eh? [Agent Buckaroo]
Friday, September 06, 2002
One Word: Fuck. 9/6/2002
WORD OF THE DAY: revenant
You know what? It's not okay. I'm not okay. For fuck's sake, I am not okay right now and I don't want people to think that I am.
I am not completely enjoying my life, as it may seem to some people right now. I am not as happy as I usually am. Most certainly I am not at the emotional state I was at this time last year.
My family is not well off. We are barely comfortable at the moment. Hell, I'll say it: we're poor. We do not have a constant, secure income. This is what happens when your parents are divorced, your mother works at a fast food restaurant and your Dad needs to be prodded to give you the money he's obligated to give you. I do not like to reveal this fact to many people. Actually, I almost never talk about it. I don't like to talk about how much spending money I bring on trips or when we go to the mall, I don't like to lend money or borrow money, the latter being why I wanted to get a job. I especially dislike borrowing money from my parents because I know neither of them can always afford to give me money for clothes and stuff.
My family's financial situation is part of what has been leading me to feel like crying in the middle of class this past week. The more serious part started back when we put the Parisienne down. The lack of secure transportation put an inordinate amount of stress on my family, and I think I felt it a lot more than I would have thought. I got really pissed off at a lot of stuff, and every time the words, "Jenna, it's time to get ready for work soon" came up, I would get incredibly angry and even start yelling. I considered quitting for a while. Mom told me to wait it out.
So I did. However, the arrival of the van means the leaving of money. While the one of the sources of my stress left, another crept in. Mom having to pay for the van took up a lot of our resources, and she's had to borrow a lot of money from me. The weekend before school started, I had to buy the groceries. I've had to lend Mom gas money on many occasions. Dad deposited some money into my account because Mom's was overdrawn. Having to pay for my back to school clothes and my student ID card and agenda, I understand, but... I also had to pay for my school pictures this week too. Mom can't afford Andrea's art kit. Or workbooks. Thank God I have Strings next semester or we'd have to worry about intstrument fees for THAT too. And then there's the fair.
The Durham Central Fair is held every year in the first week or two of September. It's a pretty big thing, especially this time because it's the 150th year. But this year... we can't afford it. Andrea and Daniel went Thursday night with their own money and Daniel went today with the rest of the Pines, as is the tradition of that school. I will be going tomorrow but that's to work, I'm doing stuff with the Leo's club and probably won't be able to go play games or anything. I have to work tomorrow night, and Sunday too. And honestly, I don't feel like going at all. I'm tired, I'm frustrated, and I'm sad. I'll probably end up getting dragged along at some point. I wanted to do something for my birthday this weekend; have people over to hang out, etc., but since I have to fucking work I can't. Tomorrow's Kim's birthday and if she does anything I can't go because of the Leo's thing and work.
Oh, and my birthday? Know how I said it was great and all? It was nice, but for a "sweet sixteen", it was somewhat disappointing. Know what I got? Not much. Daniel got me a pair of earrings, which were very nice, Andrea got me a pen with this little dog that you can hang on it, and Mom got me my new lunchbag. Dad brought out Treatzza Pizza and I know he had to scrape together money for my birthday dinner. He's going to pay for my Snow Jam ticket and that seems like it's going to be it from my family. I got money from my grandparents, as expected. I don't want to sound materialistic or shallow, but for my sixteenth fucking birthday it's a bit disappointing. Dad almost didn't even come out due to some things I don't want to get into. Mom says she wants to take me driving sometime soon.
And the thing about it is, is that I hide it all. As previously stated, I don't like talking about my family's financial situation and I don't like talking about my private life. It's not something I do. And my friends are the kind that if they ask how I am and I say shitty, they're not going to stop pestering me as to why. And I really don't feel like getting into it in public. Sometimes, I'm ludicrously sensitive. Should any topic that could end up with me revealing any of this information come up I usually distance myself from the conversation because I know for sure that if I start talking about it, I will start to cry. And I have done that in school enough for my lifetime.
I have a doctor's appointment soon. Annual physical. I think I should take some time, maybe make an appointment, just to talk with Dr. Vincent. Because she's good at that.
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Wow Jenna. I don't really know what to say except I hope things start looking up for you. Keep the faith. [Static Inertia]
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Jenna...if you ever feel like you need to get everything out, you know my email address. Feel free to scream, rant and rave - I'm here for you, OK? Remember that. *hugs* Everything will be OK in the end; if it's not OK, it's not the end. Take care of yourself. Love, Anna xoxo [the phoenix feather]
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Like the first person, I don't really know what to say. But I will say that you will be in my thoughts always and that I wish that this situation will get better soon. Good luck to you and your family!! [~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
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Ah hun. To a very small extent, for the first time in my life I can understand a bit of where you're coming from - going to school and paying for everything myself is so stressful and crappy. I know I haven't been able to handle it on my own emotionally, I have to keep my faith in God. I dunno what your religious beliefs are...but it's helped me a lot. I'll be praying for you and your family. [Ms. Spunky]
WORD OF THE DAY: revenant
You know what? It's not okay. I'm not okay. For fuck's sake, I am not okay right now and I don't want people to think that I am.
I am not completely enjoying my life, as it may seem to some people right now. I am not as happy as I usually am. Most certainly I am not at the emotional state I was at this time last year.
My family is not well off. We are barely comfortable at the moment. Hell, I'll say it: we're poor. We do not have a constant, secure income. This is what happens when your parents are divorced, your mother works at a fast food restaurant and your Dad needs to be prodded to give you the money he's obligated to give you. I do not like to reveal this fact to many people. Actually, I almost never talk about it. I don't like to talk about how much spending money I bring on trips or when we go to the mall, I don't like to lend money or borrow money, the latter being why I wanted to get a job. I especially dislike borrowing money from my parents because I know neither of them can always afford to give me money for clothes and stuff.
My family's financial situation is part of what has been leading me to feel like crying in the middle of class this past week. The more serious part started back when we put the Parisienne down. The lack of secure transportation put an inordinate amount of stress on my family, and I think I felt it a lot more than I would have thought. I got really pissed off at a lot of stuff, and every time the words, "Jenna, it's time to get ready for work soon" came up, I would get incredibly angry and even start yelling. I considered quitting for a while. Mom told me to wait it out.
So I did. However, the arrival of the van means the leaving of money. While the one of the sources of my stress left, another crept in. Mom having to pay for the van took up a lot of our resources, and she's had to borrow a lot of money from me. The weekend before school started, I had to buy the groceries. I've had to lend Mom gas money on many occasions. Dad deposited some money into my account because Mom's was overdrawn. Having to pay for my back to school clothes and my student ID card and agenda, I understand, but... I also had to pay for my school pictures this week too. Mom can't afford Andrea's art kit. Or workbooks. Thank God I have Strings next semester or we'd have to worry about intstrument fees for THAT too. And then there's the fair.
The Durham Central Fair is held every year in the first week or two of September. It's a pretty big thing, especially this time because it's the 150th year. But this year... we can't afford it. Andrea and Daniel went Thursday night with their own money and Daniel went today with the rest of the Pines, as is the tradition of that school. I will be going tomorrow but that's to work, I'm doing stuff with the Leo's club and probably won't be able to go play games or anything. I have to work tomorrow night, and Sunday too. And honestly, I don't feel like going at all. I'm tired, I'm frustrated, and I'm sad. I'll probably end up getting dragged along at some point. I wanted to do something for my birthday this weekend; have people over to hang out, etc., but since I have to fucking work I can't. Tomorrow's Kim's birthday and if she does anything I can't go because of the Leo's thing and work.
Oh, and my birthday? Know how I said it was great and all? It was nice, but for a "sweet sixteen", it was somewhat disappointing. Know what I got? Not much. Daniel got me a pair of earrings, which were very nice, Andrea got me a pen with this little dog that you can hang on it, and Mom got me my new lunchbag. Dad brought out Treatzza Pizza and I know he had to scrape together money for my birthday dinner. He's going to pay for my Snow Jam ticket and that seems like it's going to be it from my family. I got money from my grandparents, as expected. I don't want to sound materialistic or shallow, but for my sixteenth fucking birthday it's a bit disappointing. Dad almost didn't even come out due to some things I don't want to get into. Mom says she wants to take me driving sometime soon.
And the thing about it is, is that I hide it all. As previously stated, I don't like talking about my family's financial situation and I don't like talking about my private life. It's not something I do. And my friends are the kind that if they ask how I am and I say shitty, they're not going to stop pestering me as to why. And I really don't feel like getting into it in public. Sometimes, I'm ludicrously sensitive. Should any topic that could end up with me revealing any of this information come up I usually distance myself from the conversation because I know for sure that if I start talking about it, I will start to cry. And I have done that in school enough for my lifetime.
I have a doctor's appointment soon. Annual physical. I think I should take some time, maybe make an appointment, just to talk with Dr. Vincent. Because she's good at that.
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<>jenna d.<>
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Wow Jenna. I don't really know what to say except I hope things start looking up for you. Keep the faith. [Static Inertia]
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Jenna...if you ever feel like you need to get everything out, you know my email address. Feel free to scream, rant and rave - I'm here for you, OK? Remember that. *hugs* Everything will be OK in the end; if it's not OK, it's not the end. Take care of yourself. Love, Anna xoxo [the phoenix feather]
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Like the first person, I don't really know what to say. But I will say that you will be in my thoughts always and that I wish that this situation will get better soon. Good luck to you and your family!! [~proud2B*wEiRd*^]
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Ah hun. To a very small extent, for the first time in my life I can understand a bit of where you're coming from - going to school and paying for everything myself is so stressful and crappy. I know I haven't been able to handle it on my own emotionally, I have to keep my faith in God. I dunno what your religious beliefs are...but it's helped me a lot. I'll be praying for you and your family. [Ms. Spunky]
Monday, September 02, 2002
Hey Guys 9/2/2002
Yeah, I've been a bit of a delinquent here. Not finishing my con report, not keeping you updated on work and such, but forgive me.
Today's my sixteenth birthday.
So there.
kumquat smoothies all
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JENNA!!! I HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL HAPPY DAY AND IF YOU DON'T I'LL HAVE TO HUNT YOU DOWN AND MAKE YOU HAVE FUN!! MWAHA HA HAA HAAAA, FEEL THE WRATH OF THE SPUNK!! [Ms. Spunky]
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Virgos rule!! :0D
Jessie [s.m.i.l.e.y.f.a.c.e]
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Happy birthday Jenna :D [Static Inertia]
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happy 16th for real
it's the best age
love- [jawbreaker]
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Happy birthday to youu!
Happy birthday to youu!
Haaapy biiirthdaaayyy deeeear Jeeeennnaaaa!
Happy birthday to you!
May all your wishes come true. :)
Lots of love, Anna xoxo [the phoenix feather]
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Whoa, that is a NICE mohawk.
And if you think YOUR eyebrow is bad, you ain't seen nothing.
Catch ya later. [Static Inertia]
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Oy. Happy belated birthday, Jenna. *hugs you* Didn't sound too happy back there, but I hope things are looking up for ya. Love ya too ;D [lazycowgirl]
Yeah, I've been a bit of a delinquent here. Not finishing my con report, not keeping you updated on work and such, but forgive me.
Today's my sixteenth birthday.
So there.
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jenna d.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JENNA!!! I HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL HAPPY DAY AND IF YOU DON'T I'LL HAVE TO HUNT YOU DOWN AND MAKE YOU HAVE FUN!! MWAHA HA HAA HAAAA, FEEL THE WRATH OF THE SPUNK!! [Ms. Spunky]
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Virgos rule!! :0D
Jessie [s.m.i.l.e.y.f.a.c.e]
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Happy birthday Jenna :D [Static Inertia]
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happy 16th for real
it's the best age
love- [jawbreaker]
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Happy birthday to youu!
Happy birthday to youu!
Haaapy biiirthdaaayyy deeeear Jeeeennnaaaa!
Happy birthday to you!
May all your wishes come true. :)
Lots of love, Anna xoxo [the phoenix feather]
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Whoa, that is a NICE mohawk.
And if you think YOUR eyebrow is bad, you ain't seen nothing.
Catch ya later. [Static Inertia]
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Oy. Happy belated birthday, Jenna. *hugs you* Didn't sound too happy back there, but I hope things are looking up for ya. Love ya too ;D [lazycowgirl]
