| Again, I'm At School |
[Mar. 14th, 2006|01:15 pm] |
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| |  blah | ] |
It's almost the end of the day, and am really bored. Had a fight with a guy in Spanish that thought you didn't need two years of a foreign language to get into college. I told him that it depended on your major, but he, being the asshole he is, decided to not listen and/or believe me. So I've decided to not talk to that guy anymore. Which is bad for him, because I'm always the one that tells him what a word or phrase is in Spanish, so he'll *gasp* actually have to work!
On a lighter note, the highlight of my day was in 4'th period Biology when Becka and I had a whole conversation over drawing a line. We agreed that it is a very hard thing to do, so we'd have to take a nap, watch TV, take another nap, then eat pizza. THEN we'd be able to draw a line. Jesse, the guy that sits behind me, was looking at us weird. But then, I'm pretty sure that he knows by now that Becka and I are pretty much a whole big inside joke that is not to be understood by other people.
In chorus today, Mr. Rafuse was talking to Bookie Nesin, and I have NO idea what they were talking about, but then Mr. Rafuse says "Yeah, I'll put that in my diary when I get home. 'Dear Diary, today, I rocked Bookie's world. Bookie improvised.'." I laughed so hard at this, and I just kept laughing the entire rest of the period. I'm not sure that everyone got it. That's me; the Double Meanings Girl. Becka wrote what Mr. Rafuse said down in her planner when I told her about it, and she's going to use it as an Away Message on AIM. Well, she won't use Bookie's name (mostly because she hates Bookie with a fire greater than those found in hell), but other than that, yeah.
No Newspaper Club meeting or anything, so I can just go home and collapse. I guess that's all for now, so see ya |
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| Finally buckling down and posting... |
[Mar. 8th, 2006|10:00 am] |
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| |  tired | ] |
So it's the beginning of March and I haven't been here since December... I am such a bad girl.
Anyway, am currently at school. Tis study hall, and I got a pass to the computer lab so I could computer-generate my Tessalation for Geometry. I shall tell Mrs. Ritchie that I made a hand-drawn one, but my guinea pig ate it... or something. Hey, it happened to Heather once!
Anyway, I've officially taken up the job as beta-reader on fanfiction.net and on GaiaOnline. I have a huge, sixteen-and-going project, but I still signed up on my online friend's Fanfiction.net forum to beta read Zelda stories. Short stories, probably, but whatever.
Heather was a meanie; she ate the last two pieces of my pizza yesterday when I wasn't home. When I get home after school today, I shall kill her. I couldn't do so last night because I didn't get home until after Heather went to work.
I played Yu-Gi-Oh! against a guy from the Newspaper Club named Marcus. I beat him all three times in a row. He THINKS it's because he needs a better deck, but he is just in denile that I am better. And that I could actually beat him that many times with a deck who's monster population is nothing but female.
Speaking of that, there's a meeting for the Newspaper Club today after school. But... I'm tired. And all we're doing is posters; I think maybe I'll just go home.
I guess that's all. Peace, love, and various rodents |
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| Half days and stuff |
[Dec. 7th, 2005|03:39 pm] |
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| | creative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Joining a Fan Club by Puffy AmiYumi | ] |
So, seven days into December and I'm finally back. I managed to finish NaNoWriMo six days early, but I think I was just recovering from writer's shock. That and the fact that my mother is going all gung-ho on me and won't let me on the internet most of the time. The comp is in her room, so it's not easy to sneak on. Currently I'm at the town library, trying to finish typing this up before four o'clock in case someone decides to come in and steal the computer I'm using.
So, anyway, today is was a half day at school. Not much happened accept in chorus; Mr. Rafuse tried to have a regular class, but the whole room smelled like fish sticks. The band room smelling like food wasn't new, since it's set right by the kitchen, but they weren't even cooking anything remotely resembling fish today. That was the extremely disturbing part of it. So Mr. Rafuse just gave us a study hall before someone puked. It really did stink.
Started my Christmas shopping on Saturday by buying my Mom's present; a three CD set of country gospel songs. Yes, she likes that kind of stuff. As for me, I could definately live without it (the gospel part, I mean; I love country songs), but whatever. I'm planning out my presents for Heather, Alex, and I even have an idea of what to get (or... make *shifty eyes) for Becka, but as Becka reads my LJ, I cannot go into details.
Anyway, I guess that's all, so until next time |
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| I shall post now because otherwise, you'll think I died from Writer's Shock |
[Nov. 5th, 2005|09:48 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | productive | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Break Away by Kelly Clarkson | ] |
Yes, it is Day 5 of NaNoWriMo, and I'm actually posting in my LJ. Well, to tell the truth, I have two chapters to write since I kind of slacked-off yesterday, and I'm just being an idiot and delaying it longer. I SWEAR I'll get to the 50k mark, though, I swear it!
Until then, I will be on the brink of Writer's Shock, so feel free to get the straight-jacket ready |
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| Essays and such |
[Oct. 28th, 2005|06:36 pm] |
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| |  cold | ] |
So, I'll be heading to Bangor tomorrow with Mom and Heather for the NaNoWriMo kick-off party. Well, so long as it doesn't snow or something.
I have two essays due by Monday for English. Plus, report cards come out in, like, two weeks, and that is NOT good for me. Well, just hoping Mom will forget about them like she did mid-quarter reports so she won't have to see how miserably I did in Biology this quarter.
Speaking of miserable, one of those essays is for Les Miserables. I should REALLY finish reading that.
Is very cold right now. Mom won't turn the heat up past 68 degrees. My nose is so cold it might just fall off.
Mr. Rafuse says English is the only language in which your nose can run and your feet can smell. We're a grand bunch, aren't we?
I think I'll take a nice hot shower now. The Ed, Edd 'n Eddy Halloween special is on at seven, but they'll show it again tonight.
I guess that's all for now, so, see ya |
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| Stuff |
[Oct. 27th, 2005|03:49 pm] |
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| | blank | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Danny Phantom theme song | ] |
Back again with stuff.
So, I've been slowly getting ready for NaNoWriMo, and so has Becka. Less than a week 'till the fateful day. Hopefully I'll be able to go to the kick-off party on Saturday at Border's. Doubt it, though, because with the rising gas prices, Mom has become Scrooge McDuck.
Went on internet for a bit after I got home today, then got off, and David (friend-type-person thingy) called. We talked for a while. He asked me what I thought about 'masturbation'. Yes, I know what that is, thanks. I said 'I dunnow', since I've never known about anyone actually doing it, and then asked him why he asked me, and he was like "I just wanted to know". Yeah. He must think I'm stupid or something. And no, I will NOT put in here the definition of masturbation, thanks. That's something that is rated R. Well, so is volume seven of FAKE, but that's not the point.
Anyway, I guess that's all. Will post at least once more before November 1'st comes and NaNoWriMo starts |
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| Me and My Life |
[Oct. 24th, 2005|07:53 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | busy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Run Around from Digimon | ] |
Back with randomness
So, Becka decided that she, too, shall participate in NaNoWriMo, so we get to suffer through November together. Yay, mass suffering!
Also, Becka finally read Volume 7 of FAKE today. She had to take a deep breath before turning each page in the... scenes. Yeah. We get a kick out of it afterwards, though.
One more week until November. Joana is starting to feel very anxious, for she still has outlining to do for NaNoWriMo.
My gym teacher, Mr. Hainer, is getting premoted, so we have a new teacher. Well, not yet, but we've met him. Supposed to be graduating college this year; doesn't look like a college student. Not that... I care... *shifty eyes* I think his name is Mr. Terelle or... something like that.
Well, I guess that's all for now, so, sayonara |
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| Another Boring day in the life of me... |
[Oct. 22nd, 2005|06:26 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | bored | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Walking on Sunshine | ] |
I just took this test two minutes ago
| Your Hair Should Be Pink | 
Hyper, insane, and a boatload of fun.
You're a traveling party that everyone loves to follow. |
Yay, pink. I get to scare Heather now (she hates the color pink; thinks it's to stereotypical of girls, blah, blah, blah)
Anyway, so... I didn't do much today. Got up early and went to breakfast at the Timber House with Mom and Jerry, then went home and watched a bit of The Winx Club before playing Pokémon XD for a while (I've purified 14 Shadow Pokemon so far). Went to Wal*Mart around eleven o'clock, then had McDonalds take-out for lunch. Watched Avatar: The Last Airbender marathon on Nickelodeon for a while, then dug through my tub of stuffed animals. I found my plushie of Rufus the naked molerat from Kim Possible, so I was happy. Then had peporoni pizza for supper. Am TRYING to not eat processed meat, such as peporonis, but old habits die hard *sweatdrop*
Anyway, that's all for today. Must go see if there's a new episode of Foamy up yet |
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| The Pencil Cult |
[Oct. 21st, 2005|06:31 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  crazy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | We Like to Party (the Six Flags theme song) | ] |
Today was rather strange. Last night was, too, actually, so I'll start there
Last night, I had musical practice (we're doing Beauty and the Beast this year) and I hadn't had supper, so Mom got me some grape juice and Pringles *is not complaining*, which I ate while at the school. I basically chugged the entire bottle of grape juice, and after doing so, I had to run backstage to get ready for the big fight scene between the utensils etc. (I'm an enchanted napkin), and the village people. Well... let's just say all that grape juice made me more than a little sick *is sick just remembering it*. At least I know I'll never be a cronic alchoholic; I don't have the stomach for it.
And then, of course, Becka and I were being idiots and running around with Anna. At one point, Becka and I spun around while making our way back to the table we were sitting at (complete with FAKE volumes 3 and 6), and I didn't even get half-way before I got dizzy, and I was just stumbling all over the place. I didn't crash into anything, though (thank God).
Then today... well, today wasn't as amusing as other days, but was still fun. While heading to Spanish last period, Becka and I were just walking down the halls, both of us holding our pencils. Then I look, and I realize that we were both holding them with the lead part sticking up in the air. I point this out to Becka, and so she says we have a new cult. We do that whenever we walk in the hall now. No one's stared at us yet (probably because it may as well be an inside joke, dammit)
After school, I sat down in my living room and played Pokemon XD for a couple hours. In case you didn't know, XD is the sequal to Coliseum, and if you've read previous entries, you should know how adicted to that game I am (or maybe was). I beat XD three days after I got it.
Well, I guess that's all for now, so see ya next time |
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| And the point of today... was? |
[Oct. 19th, 2005|03:58 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bouncy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | My Immortal by Evanescence | ] |
Well, today was funny again (every day I bring FAKE in is funny, to tell the truth). Becka read through volume three and through volume four some, and Vikki decided SHE wanted to read it, so I let her borrow volume 1. I am now a Shonen-Ai lending library *sweatdrops*. No play practice tonight for me.
Am having popcorn shrimp and fries for supper *stomach growls just thinking about it* So.... HUNGRY!
Oh, and Becka has an admitted obsession for Ryo (one of the stars of FAKE). Because I can, I will tell you about the characters.
Ryo is a half-Japanese guy who's actually gay but won't admit it, Dee is his police partner who is bisexual and in love with Ryo, Bikky is a half black half-caucasion kid who Ryo adopted, Carol is Bikky's friend who is actually rather bi-polar, JJ is a sharp-shooter at the precinct Dee and Ryo work at, who is in love with Dee (and also VERY crazy), Berkely is a guy who becomes commissionar and often goes after Ryo (Ryo once punched him out for kissing him). And then there's Diana. She's an FBI agent who's childhood friends with Berkely, and at first helps in the scheme to get Ryo and Dee apart.
Yes. That was fun, but now I am off to the NaNoWriMo forums to do stuff |
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| The Adventures of Crazy People in a Spanish Classroom |
[Oct. 18th, 2005|04:38 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | hyper | ] |
| [ | music |
| | How You Remind Me by Nickleback | ] |
Heh, today was HILARIOUS.
Well, first, I've been lending Becka volumes of FAKE so she can read them, and all through study hall, she was reading the second one, and she'd, like, start laughing, and I'd look up, she'd explain, and we'd both start laughing. Yet, through all this, the librarian didn't speak to us once.
We also would break down laughing whenever someone mentioned the number 7 and/or said "I heard... the penguin!". Yes, they are, in a way, connected. Leave me alone.
Then, during Spanish, Senora Wright had us get into groups and have conversations in Spanish. Autumn was sitting in front of Becka, and she turned around to Becka and said "Mi perro es tu gato". Senora Wright was right behind them, and she started laughing. Then Becka said "Mi madre es tu abuelo!", which just set us all, including Senora Wright, off again. In case you're wondering, statement A means "My dog is your cat", and statement B means 'My mother is your grandfather' *grins*.
Then, afterwards, Senora Wright was just saying to the whole class what each group was talking about, and she said "Group A was talking about sports, and group B was talking about family... kind of". Only, of course, she said this in Spanish.
The lesson of the day: Never make Becka and Autumn have a conversation in Spanish. |
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| Starting November 1'st, I will dissapear |
[Oct. 16th, 2005|07:32 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  anxious | ] |
Yes, you read the title right. November is National Novel Writing Month, and there is a competition to write a novel of at least 50,000 words in a single month. Now, some of you may have an eyebrow raised, thinking 'What is she, insane?!', but it has been done before. This is my first year participating, but I'm cracking down on myself. This is my list of things to do before NaNo starts:
-Create and write down plot (done)
-Create profiles for main characters (done)
-Write down ALL the settings down to the last detail (in progress)
-STOP getting distracted by the call of Shonen-Ai manga(like THAT'S gonna happen)
-Make sign to put out during class that says 'NaNoWriMo in progress-DO NOT DISTURB!'(sometime before November 1'st)
-Do research on France and Egypt (eventually...)
-Tell older sister to lock up all the Shonen-Ai manga the night of October 31'st(that will be the most painful part)
-Remind myself that health foods give just as much energy as Pixie Stix (yeah, right)
-Stop obessing over whether I should get a White-Out Pen or not (easiest thing here)
-Remind my mom that I will need the computer much more starting November (I feel a lecture coming on)
Yes, obsessive. But that is what needs to be done. Oh, and preferably get all homework done during school so that I may have all the free time I need at home. Homework is evil.
Anyway, my day went fine, I guess. I went to my cousin Lauren's birthday party. She turned sixteen, therefore she is legally able to have a driver's liscence in the state of Maine. Gosh, I'm scared for the other people on the road *grins*
Anyway, that is all, so, sayonara and ja ne |
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| Damn, I need to stop getting distracted |
[Oct. 14th, 2005|03:27 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | hyper | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Hamster Dance | ] |
Yes, I know, it's AGAIN been forever since I've written in here, but I'll try to be good, okay?
So, my day was funny, heh. Becka and I couldn't stop laughing all through school. I recently got into this manga called FAKE, and it's shonen-ai, with yaoi at the end. So I brought in the last volume, and Becka knew about it, too. The last volume is seven, so whenever one of us said 'seven' we'd both burst out laughing, and people around us would just look at us like we were on medication or something.
During chorus second period, we had a study hall since Mr. Rafuse had lost his voice, and I was talking to Bekah (she is no longer Blanchette but Filios *just KNOWS she spelled that wrong*), and she wanted to see FAKE, so I showed it to her. Mr. Rafuse walked up to us and asked what we were looking at, and Bekah was like 'This is innapropriate for school!'. Of course Mr. Rafuse had to look at it then, but then he asked Bekah why it was inappropriate. Yeah, Mr. Rafuse is actually gay himself, so I don't think that really affected him... Though when he first saw it, he was like "Oh, my God, it's like a naked Batman and Robin!". Of course that set me off again. Even if he IS gay, I don't think I'll be showing that to him again. *coughgaysexcough*
Mom will be gone all today and tomorrow to take care of Jerry, who just had surgery and can't be left alone for a while. I feel an all-nighter coming on.
Well, I guess that's all for now so, I'll be here next time (whenever THAT might be) |
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| See ya in a week |
[Jul. 23rd, 2005|10:15 pm] |
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I'm headed off to summer camp until the thirtieth. I'll be back with details (all of them, I promise) either Saturday or Sunday |
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| My personality |
[Jul. 17th, 2005|06:18 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  happy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Songs About Me | ] |
I found one quiz on Becka's livejournal that I just had to take. It's great. here are the results:
Yay. I love Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Anyway, today was... hot! Well, actually, as the old saying goes: It's not the heat, it's the humidity. It's supposed to storm later. We've had a lot of those lately.
ANYWAY
Today, I slept in until, like, ten o'clock, and even then I only woke up because Taylor called and asked if I wanted to go out to eat, then to camp afterwards (camp being Camp Heather, which currently belongs to my Uncle Bobbie (Taylor's grandfather), but used to belong to my grandparents. It's named Camp Heather because Heather (my sister) was their first granddaughter). Anyway, so, of course I said yes. So, when Mom got back from church, we met Grandma, Grandpa and Taylor at McDonalds. I got two more Neopets plushies. I was deeply happy. Anyway, after that, Taylor insisted on riding with us instead of Grandma and Grandpa, so, with Taylor in tow, we went home and changed into our bathing suits.
Once we got to camp, I immediately jumped in the lake. It was heavenly after how hot the weather was. Mom just floated around in her lake chair. We got out after a little over an hour and just sat in chairs on the bank of the lake. Mom helped Taylor fish at one point, and Uncle Bobbie came later with his dog, Dallas. She's still a puppie, therefore very exitable. She had to greet everyone before she played fetch in the lake. We left about 4:15, then went back to McDonalds for supper, and I got ANOTHER Neopet, making today's total three, and the grand total (not including multiples) twelve. Holy obsessions, Batman! Anyway, after that, we went to Linkin' Donuts and got ice-cream (mine was peanut butter). Then we came home, and here I am now. I got a sunburn on my cheeks, nose, chin and shoulderblades (ouch).
My Advance SP is missing. It was in its case, so that means A Link to the Past, Pokemon Emerald and Chain of Memories are also missing. I should probably look for those. I'll do it. Eventually.
Anyway, that's all for now, so, sayonara |
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| Wow. You must've thought I was dead or something |
[Jul. 16th, 2005|04:10 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  pissed off | ] |
I'm still alive, I've just been too lazy to get my mouse over here and type in this. Anyway, summer vacation, been that since June 18'th. I haven't really been doing anything, except volunteering at the library. And I've probably typed more chapters for my fanfiction in these two months than I had the entire school year.
I've also been collecting the Neopets plushies that come in McDonalds Happy Meals like crazy. By now I have ten different ones. I have them all hooked on my purse-backpack-thing. I'm gonna need another purse-backpack-thing.
I'm really just pissed off at my brother. He yelled at me for not waking him up when his new girlfriend came earlier. By God, he's an asshole. He is the only person I know who expects you to do something he's never even mentioned, then when you don't do said thing, he yells at you. I'm sure everyone reading this knows someone like that, though. My philosophy with phone calls and visitors is: If the person is gone, asleep, or otherwise incarcerated, I'll leave the phone caller/visitor to decide if I should bug them, because I am sure as hell not doing it if they're just going to talk pointlessly for three hours.
There, I got that out of my system. I think I'll go now before I accidently cause this computer to catch on fire or something. |
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| La de da |
[Apr. 23rd, 2005|01:24 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | crappy | ] |
I'm back, but I don't really feel like telling about the rest of my trip. E-mail me if you MUST know of it. But right now I'm just kinda down. Many factors.
One: I just read Bekah's latest livejournal entry, and she just sounded so scared I just wanted to hug her. And it frustrates me that I can't talk to her, even though we live, like, two streets away. I mean, besides the fact that it's 1:30 in the morning, I'm not the kind of person who does those things easily. I mean, when a friend is having trouble, I just want to help them and tell them everything will be all right, but... it's just hard for me, y'know? When I try to say something like that, the words just get jumbled and I sound like an idiot. Sure, sometimes it makes them laugh, but I just hate it!
Two: It seems like everyone is going around with a girlfriend or boyfriend. Like it's sacriligous to not be in a relationship. I don't feel bad about breaking up with Mick, because everyone knows he's a certified head-case. It's just frustrating to see people so happy and all that crap. And some people LOVE to flaunt it! "Oh, look at me, I'm in a relationship that will last two months!" I just feel like strangling them! It just makes me want to throwup (preferably all over them).
*takes a deep breath* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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| Being lost and having to use the bathroom |
[Apr. 21st, 2005|07:24 pm] |
Well, I'm FINALLY getting back to this, even though I've been home since Sunday afternoon.
Anyway, the trip was fun at times and hell at others. We were on the bus for three-to-four hours at a time before we'd stop for rest stops. Oh, there was a bathroom on the bus, but anything put in didn't get taken out. And Josh Nelson said if anyone 'drops one', he's going to kill them. Anyway, there was a TV on the bus and a video player, so we watched movies. Throughout the trip we watched Fat Albert, Napoleon Dynamite, Countdown to D Day, I Robot, The Incredibles, Dumb and Dumberer, Finding Neverland and Robin Hood: Men in Tights. There was one other but I can't remember it.
The first day we ate lunch on the bus, and we had supper at TGI Friday's in New Jersey before we went to our hotel, the Hasbrouk Hilton. TGI Friday's food was hell. The fries tasted like meat. Anyway, went to the Hilton, then changed, and we went to Phantom of the Opera in the Majestic Theatre on Broadway (our hotel was right on the state line of New York and New Jersey). It was a good show, but it went late, and near the end I think I started to hallucinate. Or maybe it's just that we were in the nosebleed section. Anyway, when it was done, I was glad to just go back to the hotel and pass out.
The next day we left New Jersey and went to Washington D.C. It was a LONG ride. Once we got there, I went with the group going to Union Station, and I ate lunch there.
Well, my hours almost up, so I'll have to bring the rest of the riveting story to you tomorrow. Live long and prosper |
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| Laughter is the best medicine. As long as it isn't liquid medicine |
[Apr. 11th, 2005|07:26 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | creative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Special Fred | ] |
Well, I'm back here. This will most likely be the last time I post before I head down to Williamsburg.
So recently, I've been working on an original story during class (when I'm supposed to be taking notes). It's currently untitled, however, it has it's plot (obviously, since I'm writing it). It's about a girl named Theresa (a.k.a Teri), and one day her mother shoots her father (I know, pleasent). But Teri doesn't think that's how it went, so she decides to find out for herself. But this isn't the usual girl who automatically thinks she can solve it all. Teri is a teenager. Fifteen to be exact. And she has many issues. Her parents being drunk every weekend night is one of them. But really, you didn't expect it to be easy, did you? She's also helped out by her best friend, Jacey. Jacey goes around in a wheel-chair because when she was five, she got sever hypothermia and both her feet had to be amputated. And of course there's Brian, Teri's boyfriend. He's an issue unto himself. And he's an eternal optimist. And doesn't mind French kissing Teri right in front of Jacey. Whee, we have lots of fun here!
Well, I guess that's all I wanted to say. So, see you on Sunday |
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| Loosing faith in humanity one idiot at a time |
[Apr. 2nd, 2005|07:08 pm] |
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| | angry | ] |
| [ | music |
| | none | ] |
Well, I'm here fresh from Neopets, and I must say I am exasperated.
Well, for one thing, let me tell you that I love Neopets. I wish I could live in Neopia. But when I go on the message boards, I often loose my sanity.
Today, I was just cruising through the messages, thinking maybe there was a topic by one of my Neofriends. And there's a topic going something like "Why do you call us posers?". I thought it might be an intelligent arguement by someone thinking that they are goth or whatever. But no. It was someone claiming to be Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen (yes, both). They said everything under our yellow sun to convince us that she/he was. I told them off, because, really, it's obvious they weren't said people. And they left (if I could see them in real life, they might be crying), saying all this stuff about how they just came on to have fun and we were being mean to them. They even said at one point they reported me for being 'a big, immature meanie!'. *shakes head* That, o readers of this rant, is why I am loosing my faith in humanity, one idiot at a time.
And speaking of stuff I hate, I hate shopping for clothes. It's one thing if I'll wear them until they're just a bit of worn fabric, but it's another if I'll wear them one time, MAYBE two, and then they get tossed into the closet forevermore. I had to go shopping for said clothes today with my mother. I went to Bangor with her, and we went to Wal*Mart and places. She is telling me things I don't really want to know, like that I should get a flesh-colored bra because white bras show through white shirts (white tops are part of the concert apparel). The only good that came of it was I convinced her to buy me an Action Replay device for my Advance SP.
Well, I am out of gas now. So, see you |
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