c'est drôle

new lj...like 3 weeks ago >_

2005-02-08T02:08:25Z

guess I should have done this ages ago...

new lj... _taketheplunge_

yes. add it if you want.

too good to be true

2005-02-02T01:00:57Z

The Great LiveJournal
Outage of 2005

During the outage I hid under the table crying and refused to come out.

What did you do?

Brought to you by geek-foo

at least now I'll have time for homework

2005-01-20T04:08:43Z

Grayson is a dead man. I told him that if he lied to me about smallville, the thing I hold most sacred in my life, then I would kill him. he told me it was new this week. it is not new. IT IS NOT NEW!!!

on the "bright side" I totally had an entire conversation with Rhett today. I almost died. only not really. in fact not at all. but still. *swoons*

so so so so bored

2005-01-19T17:36:48Z

it is a sad world when the only thing that could possibly amuse me in my livejournal. the fact that I have nothing to say doesn't help. I mean I could do one of those incredibly annoying moment by moment entries.

Tuesday:
-woke up at 6
-straightened hair until 6:34 according to clock but it is 13minutes fast
-put on my face at 6:34 (aka 6:21)
-got dressed at around 6:44 (aka 6:31)
-sat around until 7
-ate...coffee cake that had no coffee in it while standing up at 7:01
-walked aimlessly around my kitchen about 7 times until 7:11
-got food for my lunch and put in pile at 7:14
-brushed teeth at 7:15
-put on shoes at 7:18
-waited for Brooke until 7:32

bored yet? bored as much as me? I think not. but I won't continue because I like having friends and if I kept at that pace well...this entry would be ver ver long and boring.

though I can say that I did not have the pleasure of playing POTO...I just realized if you took out the of the like you're supposed to it'd be PO...anyway! I didn't get to play it. but I did get to make fun of Sean! yay!

Ian forgot snacks. Christina did not turn pages. I did not do homework but instead watched Scrubs. any sense this entry may might had have gone is now fiery in flames. yeah...

so now i am jujst going to type without using backspace or lookinga at what i'm typinga at all i migyht as wel be libnld ause i so am not making sencse and notlookinga or yarpeoaing erihyt. that was fun.

ig to b told to b going now. before you all fall of your chairs of boredom.

Lemony Snicket and lesbians...?

2005-01-18T04:40:31Z

so today was supposed to be disneyland day. but was not on account of everyone wanted to go to disneyland and it wouldn't have been worth it.

so instead we saw Electra. that is what you get when a pair of testes are making the decision and no one else seems to have an opinion. hahaha.

it was...hot...? lesbian action of course. hot tight red outfit of course. swirling white sheets that served no function but to look cool...of course.

and then to in n out...except me and Matt had taco bell instead and this guy...arya was quite miffed about it and so he kept talking to us instead of working.

then to my house for gamecube...and then off everyone went.

I read. hahaha.

and I finished the second of a series of unfortunate events. I would like to share a line with you all...

"Golly! Good God! Blessed Allah! Zeus and Hera! Mary and Joseph! Nathaniel Hawthorne!"

I found that so amusing I almost died of laughing. it was just...funny to me. Nathaniel Hawthorne being grouped with religious figures...ha! but it's funny cause I so totally wouldn't have gotten it if it hadn't have been for reading The Scarlett Letter. stupid allusions...hahaha

there were other parts of the story that were so freaking funny but they'd be too long for me to quote. some other time then...

another long update...sorry

2005-01-17T04:15:42Z

my day began at well...midnight I suppose. I was still awake waiting for something...but the something didn't happen so instead I went to sleep and awoke less than 6 hours later. yes my dear friends I was up at 6am on a weekend day. to sub. for bells. if God does not love me after that kind of sacrifice...well then there's really nothing more I can do.

I was totally freaked because well I had sucked at practice on monday. and practice this morning. but then during service all of a sudden I didn't suck and except for an accidental beat early mart at the end I was perfect. I felt like hugging myself.

was guilted into WELL on wednesday and church on sundays. that is more than one. grrs.

also noticed that not enough people chew gum in the mornings. breath was quite horrible. my own minty breath was much better and although they say it is rude to chew in church I would rather insult God by chewing than insult God AND everyone around me with awful breath. where was God's mercy there? I was so trapped between mr. and ms. bad breath (of course no relation).

so after being totally awoken and having my nose literally explode with horrid breath smells I came home and did nothing. a lot of nothing. I read and sat online and watched a movie with my mom.

though something else I can be proud about...when Jessica was here I was very civil. even though I hate her and wish only bad things upon her (time for a favor eh God?) I was as nice as nice could be and I think Matt really appreciated that. although he doesn't deserve it. lousy fucktard.

I think something must have happened to make me so nice and generous-like lately. I mean it is not as if I have changed because the sarcastic bitchy me is still screaming beneath the surface but...well...you don't keep many friends if you simply speak your mind.

why are my updates always so long? gah! sorry for that. will try to shorten them in the future.

just a little writing to keep me going...

2005-01-16T05:55:16Z

I was bored and in a writing mood. so I wrote. and this is the fruit of my labors. it really isn't much but I hope you enjoy in nonetheless.

There's something you need to understand about Trevor and me. I mean, our connection, our friendship, is a little out of the ordinary. It's difficult to explain unless you know the whole story, so I suppose there's only one place to start.

The first time I met Trevor was in preschool. I was definitely no shy thing back then. I would parade around and show off to anyone who would watch. I was full of charisma and self-actualization (or as much as someone at the age of three can have). I was not however, full of Trevor. When I say full of Trevor I mean exactly what I say. The best way to explain it is like a huge puddle. The kind that look really shallow, the ones you think you can just wade through, but then as soon as you take a step your foot plunges down and you're wet up to your waist. Trevor was that kind of puddle. The moment he saw me he wasted no time in ruining my life. No one knows to this day how he got the scissors, but man oh man when he cut off my hair HOW he got the scissors was the least of anyone’s problems.

I'm sure you're all very curious to hear the rest of my scissor tale but I'm afraid I'll have to fast forward to my real story. You see from that first moment I met Trevor I knew he’d be nothing but trouble for me, and boy was he ever. After nine years of politely telling him to “bugger off” you would think he would get it. He never got it. I wasn't really friends with him at all until we hit sophomore year.

I really liked this boy at school. It was your typical girl likes guy, guy doesn't know girl exists, girl creates shrine in his likeness, guy still doesn't know girl exists despite literally THOUSANDS of prayers at her alter...well maybe it wasn't that typical, but it doesn't really matter how obsessed I got I never got close to being his girlfriend. Trevor saw right away that I liked him and for awhile he left me alone. I wasn't sure why but it was kinda nice not having someone poking me all the time or stuffing trash down the back of my shirt or acting like such an idiot all the time and being so annoying and...well you get the picture.

I finally got the guts to go up and talk to the man of my dreams. Well more adolescent teen than man. However, when I went to go talk to him it turned out he was not the anything of my dreams. This guy was a total creep. As soon as he found out I liked him he tried to take advantage of me. You know what I mean by that. And well, if it hadn't have been for Trevor he would have. When Trevor beat that guy into the ground I knew things wouldn't be the same for us.

And they weren't. It was weird being friends with him after so many years of hating him, but I guess life can surprise you like that. As it turns out we were capable of having tons of fun together. I found I could talk to him for hours without even stopping to take a breath. Every day we just found more and more stuff that we had in common. He was still kind of a jerk to me, but as I've learned that's about as much as you can expect from guys. There are by no means perfect, since that is what we girls pretend they are, but they can be decent. He was one of those decent guys.

It seemed like whenever I was in a scrape he was there. Whenever I forgot to do my homework, his was mine. There wasn't enough he could do for me. I have to admit I did take advantage of him just a little bit but can you blame a girl? I mean if someone were that nice to you wouldn't you like it? And it wasn't like all this kindness came without a price. What I learned about Trevor is that for every one nice thing he does for you there are about a hundred sarcastic remarks to go along with it. You would think that that kind of abuse to my confidence (by now at an all time low) would make me revert to my past tendencies of hating him, but for some reason it just made all those little nice things even nicer. If Trevor was nice to you, if he gave you a compliment or helped you out, you knew it really mattered, that he really cared about you.

And now I have basically, in summary format, brought you up to about three weeks ago. We were close friends but distant acquaintances. We laughed and yelled at each other. We were both pleasant and sadistic. We were Trevor and Matty. The best way to describe our overall relationship is like an old married couple. In fact that's what we were to everyone. It didn't matter that we hadn't ever gone on a date in our lives we had somehow gotten married, and been that way, for at least a good eighty years.

To be honest I can see why people could think that. Trevor would follow a cycle of the following: little acts of jealousy, little acts of kindness, not so little acts of cruelty, little acts of uninterested distaste. My cycle was very different from his but if you lined it up you wouldn't really notice. Little acts of flirting (with other boys) to make him jealous, little acts of patheticness to make him nice, not so little acts of acidic remarks to make him cruel (since cruel Trevor is actually more fun than nice Trevor), and little acts of pleading to make him uninterested. To the untrained eye we were just playing with each other's emotions, doing anything to get a rise out of each other. What we were really doing was being ourselves. I couldn't go a day without being mean and neither could he. The back and forth verbal abuse is really why we got along so well. I don't think many other people could handle something like that. Even though it was all just kidding.

But considering that was how we were, the events of the past three weeks have really just knocked me over. Blown me away. Changed my entire outlook on life and my relationship with Trevor.

It was Wednesday, the middle of the week. We always said that the w in Wednesday stood for wonderful; of course we were always being sarcastic. I had had a particularly bad day and was about as sour as I could get. I was pissed at my family, my friends, school, and above all else, myself. Trevor had tried to cheer me up but I had been in no mood. I left school without even saying goodbye to him. Usually that didn't mean all that much but for some reason this time...well it did.

I didn't hear from Trevor for the next week. I wasn't mad anymore but he still wouldn't talk to me. I seriously had no idea why. The kids at school didn't help either. Every time I tried to talk to him they would ask,“What's wrong? Trouble in paradise?”Man I wanted to punch them. Finally on the next Friday I caught up to him before he got to his car. Before he could slap his door shut on me and drive away I grabbed a hold of his arm. His eyes glided icily to where my hand held him and then he looked up at me. He had never looked at me like that before. I almost died right there on the spot. Those eyes that usually were so bright and happy when he looked at me now held this look of pure hatred. It was an absolute miracle that I even managed to dribble out a “What's wrong?” He just stood there staring at me, contempt pouring out from his body. I let go of his arm and crossed my own in an attempt to block out that stare. I couldn't stand it. With a split second decision I told him,“I was mad at you for like a day. You have no right to be this mad. I didn't do anything.”

Finally his lips parted. For a second he said nothing. I knew he was looking for the right words to say. “I just...I couldn't take it anymore. All the crap you give me. I didn’t do anything and...you just...sometimes...”he cut himself off and started to go.

Before I could I cut in,“I'm sorry. I know I can be stupid sometimes but it's never bothered you before. What's changed?”

"That's just it Matty. Nothing's changed. I just have to stop hoping it will.”

"What do you mean?”

"If you don't get it by now then you really are dumber than I thought.”

"What are you talking about?”

And then he said it. He didn't look like he hated me anymore. It wasn't pity either. It was this look of overwhelming sadness. I could see every emotion bubbling at the surface as he formed words I didn't know he was capable of saying in that order...to me.“Matty...I'm in love with you. I always have been. I thought I could take the mean things you said. I know you didn't mean them. But...you just hurt me so bad and I can't handle it anymore. I thought I could ignore all of that just to be near you. But I just can't.”

I couldn't think of anything to say. We hadn't been playing. The jokes hadn't been jokes; the favors hadn't been just favors. It had all been real. My silence obviously was making him uncomfortable because without another word he climbed into his car and drove off leaving me there unable to make heads or tails of anything. This was Trevor.

That night my head was still buzzing with thoughts of him. I tried to work it all out. I couldn't. He was Trevor, my Trevor, but somewhere along the line I had forgotten to notice he'd grown up. He wasn't a little boy craving my attention by poking me and pulling my hair anymore. I hadn't noticed that when he made fun of me his voice ached.

But how did I feel about him?

By Monday I had gone over every single moment we had every shared together. My head hurt and I was exhausted. I still didn't know anything. I didn't know how he could possibly love me, I didn't know how I felt about him, I didn't know what to do. And then I saw him. He was opening up his locker, his face scrunched up as he tried to remember his combination. I laughed silently to myself; he always forgot it. And then all of a sudden I knew. I guess I had never known because it had all happened so gradually. I was in love with Trevor.

There was a time where if someone had told me that one day I would fall in love with Trevor I would have laughed until, as they say, the cows came home. But now, I wasn't so sure I would. It wasn't so much that I was in love with Trevor in some obvious way. I wasn't in love with him the way I had been“in love”with the boys I made shrines for. I wasn't even in love with the Trevor everyone knew. I was in love with the Trevor I alone knew; all the little things he did; the quirks that made him who he was. I loved the way he said my name, taking a little breath afterwards before finishing his sentence. I loved the way he smelled. I loved the feeling I got when his hand would accidentally brush mine. I loved the way he would joke around with me about things only we could understand. I loved the way he left his hair just the way it was when he woke up. And well, you get the point.

So when I saw him standing there at his locker still busying himself with his lock as all those feelings rushed over me I couldn't help what I did next. I just dropped everything I had been holding, walked up to him, and kissed him. It was one of those kisses you don't easily forget. To be honest I couldn't even give you any details about my first one. But this one was different. My entire body seemed detached as I held my lips against his, feeling his heart pounding with mine. It was as if this was what we had been destined for. He wasn't supposed to be the annoying kid that bugged me all the time. He wasn't supposed to be the friend I would joke around with. He was supposed to be my boyfriend, my guy, my whatever you want to call it. As we pulled away from each other our eyes locked. Without a word we both knew things had changed again, and changed for good this time.

And that is all there is to say. I have to end the story this way because there is no other way to do it. I am happy and basking in the sunlight of pure delight. You are amazed with my story and wish you could obtain such a happy ending for yourself. Of course if you did you would want to leave it as such yourself. So in closing I wish you all the best of luck finding your Trevor...or if you're a guy your Matty I suppose.

how I missed thee

2005-01-16T02:14:41Z

I am so glad livejournal is back. I mean most of you probably didn't know it was down...but seeing as that is how I occupy my time when I am bored...I missed it.

I would have died if my last entry ever had been about b0g.

so today. I didn't really do much. the whole chore thing...watched Someone Like You...drove on the freeway for the first time.

it totally sucked. because...cars go fast on the freeway <_< I know that is obvious but changing lanes is hard enough for me at a snail's pace let alone...faster than a snail's pace. and well it is scary the first time. plus all I was doing was getting off and on which is the whole merging thing...and that is a bitch. last night I saw In Good Company with Dale, Robin, Lesley, and Brooke and CO. in fact if it had not been for Brooke and CO I would not have seen it. I would have cried. I love them so much. the movie was great by the way. maybe I'm all hormonal or something but that movie really got me going. I would like laugh my ass off one moment and then the next be practically crying. it was soooo good! I will see it again. and buy it. even though there was so much face. it was like...WHOA! FACE! Topher's eyes were less crossed. and lazy. and had kinda changed colors a little bit...much prettier. he is. my god. so is Rhett. and umm...lots of other people. but it was fun. after the wonderful movie we met up with Allison, Matt, Katie, and Misa and went to Matt's for SSB. two words...PIKACHU SUCKS!!! yet it was nice.

the awesome return of B0G!!!

2005-01-14T04:21:59Z

b0g is back!!!

I was told the site was down but as I was avoiding homework I visited it...and there it was...in all its glory!

to be honest I only look at the funny pics...nothing else. it is too sick for my blood. but it is back all the same and I laughed so hard...some of that stuff is so great. I would tell you all to go there but I know you will venture too far.

as for the rest of my day...crap.

will wake up at 4 to do homework. will go to sleep in less than half an hour.

will. visit. b0g. with. Maile.

no doubt in my mind. it's been such a long time *wipes away tear*

a day quite gloomy

2005-01-10T05:41:38Z

well I have been in a funk all day. I didn't do any of my homework or study for anything. I watched my Pride and Prejudice and perhaps it rotted my brain but I couldn't do anything for the rest of the day.

so I finished the book I was reading and read two more. I just had to finish the series and all.

and yet all that managed to do was make me feel completely useless...*sigh*

tomorrow will be better. I mean for some odd reason school lifts my spirits. I have to concentrate on my pure vehemence of it rather than my vehemence of myself >_

movies movies movies

2005-01-09T22:37:39Z

movies to buy:
-a midsummer night's dream
-pride and prejudice
-get over it
-garden state

and when it comes out of course Bridget Jones Edge of Reason...

hmm...I think I'm missing something...

COLIN FIRTH IS FREAKING HOT!

2005-01-09T21:43:47Z

I just finished watching Pride and Prejudice. I love that movie. I love Colin Firth. I love Jane Austen.

but for some reason that movie always makes me really depressed.

poor ugly people

2005-01-09T06:45:24Z

okay so today.

I didn't do much but it was all great. I spent like over an hour wrapping Lesley's gift. It was wrapped I think 11 times. all in bags (well one box) all perfectly adorned with like a bazillion smallville pictures. mostly nipple shots of clark but also some hot shots of his dad and a lesbian shot of chloe (and one with WAY too much cleavage) and also one of soft-core Lana and one of Lex's hair growing in, etc.

but it was great. and the reaction to it was absolutely perfect.

and the movie was just as great as my wrapping job.

though I almost cried. I mean I really did. not because of the bad acting or anything but for the poor phantom who's entire life was destroyed cause he was ugly. I mean he wouldn't have killed people and been so evil if people had been kind to him as a child instead of whipping him and making him wear a bag with ears and live in the sewers. I almost cried for him. I totally am gonna stop being mean to ugly people.

I got a long message from Matt. it made me scream. it was really scary >_<

on the way home Dale kept hitting on me. she was way too grabby. I mean HELLO PERSONAL SPACE! Katie thought she would rape me. she did not get the chance.

wow and geez and just plain yeah...

2005-01-08T20:13:35Z

well folks. I am at a loss of emotion right now.

my mom is not doing so well. she hates that my dad works so far away and doesn't have time for a family. my dad can't make her happy anymore. she told him that they're gonna divorce unless he finds a job here or we move to san diego. we're probably moving.

I mean I don't know for sure. since they do fight a lot about this kind of thing and we haven't moved even though my dad has had this job for like 8 years. but it just sounded like this time she really meant it.

then my dad asks me to help him out since he doesn't understand what's going on. now I am expected to save their marriage. I told him I would rather move then mom keep going on the way she is.

I've never moved before. I don't even know what I'd do. but sometimes you have to give all that up.

I just...don't want to sit around and wait to find out that I won't be here anymore. I don't want to sit around until my parents decide it's time for me to leave my friends. I'd rather know now. but. I don't get that much.

Happy Birthday Lesley.

today...the right way!

2005-01-07T04:45:36Z

okay. hahaha so much rhyming...quicky type updates...since I'm always good for a quicky ;) right Maile and Robin? eh?

-the french project I got off a translation site: 40/40
-much discussions of hooker bitch and pedophile-knocker-upper-guy in Bennett's
-almost killed Hake. if not for self-restraint. world would be happier.
-came home
-was joined by Maile to look at www.whitenoisemovie.com
-was freaked out. Maile launched across room...I covered my ears in the fetal position...there was screaming
-mother told me to stop screaming
-Robin came
-homework and cosmo and more site but no screaming
-the thing that made us scream didn't work again and I was freaking out but the same thing happened to Mike. damn site...
-not doing homework today
-father is watching weather channel
-looked at TMI community...eww. but kinda haha too. Maile is really not the best influence <_< tomorrow ddr-athon at my house...? I think. Maile find your game!!! Matt give/bring yours!!! EVERYONE COME!!! or don't. I don't really know what's going on yet. except that there is a ddr-athon at my house...maybe. hahaha.

I GOT IT!!!

2005-01-06T17:22:58Z

I have two options for my collage project that will give me an A+ in the creativity portion. I am either doing...drumrole please...

GNOMES vs PONIES

gnomes in honor of Katie since that is probably what she would do if she had this class (or cheese) and ponies...because...well just cause. I need help with this one people...

GNOME

VS PONY

VOTE!!!

more official pony business

2005-01-06T02:29:03Z

well my new pony (which is as large as christopher grant...maybe bigger) had put me in quite a dilemma. the fur around the hoofs looked kinda girly but I'm afraid it may have male-pattern-baldness. HUGE shedding problem. so I wasn't quite sure what it was. but then I decided that male-pattern-baldness was just too funny and so it had to be true. it's much more fun to talk about. so he is a boy. and his name is Horrace. GET IT?!? it sounds like horse...but isn't.

sorry. I'm bored and finished my homework.

maybe I'll call him Horacio...

TAKE A VOTE!
Horacio vs Horrace

I finally found out where they've been going...PONY!!!

2005-01-06T02:09:54Z

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I found where all my goldfish have been going! Kyle may have told me they died but there was no body! no evidence! the pretzel ones face the hate crimes. but this time I set the bait, I watched the killer, there was no escaping. in one moment I looked away and the goldfish was gone! but I guessed. I knew he didn't eat it. it must be in his sleeve. and it was. though he never did find the second one <_<

in other news...KYLE SAID HI TO ME TODAY! I didn't even have to wave or push Robin into him like I usually do!

in english Mrs.Bennett asked us who reminded us of Rainsford. Robin came up with Colin Firth. I came up with Colin Firth in slacks and a hat with ear flaps...which reminded me of Katie's comment involving Colin Firth hunting me as a my little pony <_<

my daddy bought me a pony. it has hairy lower legs.

omg speaking of ponies! for those of you who remember this...<lj-cut text="REMEMBER THIS?!?!">

if I could have just one thing. anything in the whole world it would be a pony. a pink pony with a wild yellow mane and white daisies painted on its rump. it would have blue hooves and eyes like the weather. swirling clouds and explosions! and its nostrils shall never flare. and its name shall be none other than Delila the cat the pony. and it would be the best pony ever. ever, ever, ever.

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my daddy got me a pony and my uncle a teddy weddy and my uncle said tonight he's gonna cuddle it. I kid you not. those words left his mouth. even though they were kinda sarcastic. I know he really means it.

this entry had a lot more to do with ponies than I thought it would <_<

I CAN'T FIND MY LITTLE PONY KEYCHAIN!!!

which is sad cause I love ponies ;_;

well not really. but people seem to think I do.

the last day of freedom

2005-01-04T05:50:28Z

well. this was it. no more winter break. but it was kinda nice. I did kinda live it up today.

this morning I did chores and cleaning so I wouldn't have to the rest of the week. and then I was shot. yes shot. first my brother aimed for my face but I hadn't done my hair and so the bullet (well pellet <_<) was lost in my mane. and then he shot me in the butt. and that really hurt. even though it was only an airsoft gun. being shot in the ass is not something any person enjoys no matter the gun. after being shot... Lesley came over and we played some Mario Party and some SSB and talked. just like people do. and now here I am. awaiting school tomorrow. I mean it's bad...but I mean it won't be too bad. I was dreading the first day of school and it turned out alright. maybe this will too. *sigh*

yay!

2005-01-03T07:33:35Z

it is time to celebrate! I have finished my homework for break! well except for two little projects that aren't due yet and a worksheet that Dale is helping me with tomorrow *cough*

but really...I AM DONE!!!

I would like to comment on some of my pain

TEWWG-it was okay I suppose. I mean I could have read it faster if the people in it weren't so stupid and actually knew how to speak english. though when Tea Cake (who has the STUPIDEST name) got bit by the mad dog and went mad himself and bit his wife so she had to shoot him...and he was the only person she ever loved...well that made the story much better for me.

the lottery-was sick. just sick. who the hell would want that to be a ritual? yeah let's draw a name of who we're going to stone to death. yeah that's cool. no. just no.

the defender of the faith-Jews are fun. much too much fun. it was an okay story but I think that 23 pages isn't really a SHORT story.

writing about jews-omfg. the biggest waste of my life. could have been sumerized in one sentence. instead dragged on for a bazillion pages it seemed to me.

well that's all that's worth commenting on. all I can really comment on at all. besides the complete bs job I did on my french. I stuck a picture on there in hopes she will raise the grade. totally just went to a translation site. didn't even really spend too much time proof-reading. OH WELL!

Matt came home today. he has been gone since the 26th. I didn't really notice X_x OH WELL!

well I am still in a good mood. so buh ha! and to show you just how spiritful and joyous I am (and I am sorry to those who still have homework and cannot be joyous with me) click the link for what I found to be most entertaining. courtesy of Maile.

http://www.samsungexplore.com/playing/games_arcade/AdventCalendar/day24.html

another year gone...

2005-01-01T23:28:56Z

I'm not quite sure how to begin
memory isn't really my thing
a year's a lot...and now it's "le fin"
I've got another year under my wing

my hair got better
my attitude worse
the grandma letters
a brand new purse

the same old shoes
but brand new friends
had nothing to lose
'cept my straight A streak end

I left my home
I stopped moping
I met a nice gnome
and an elderly man jump-roping

there was cheese passing
a tiny bed
chick repellant, quite lasting
and a stolen couch we'll call ted

not forgetting the faces
the good times we shared
all the random places
we drove to without a care

still no car or lisence to show
still kinda sad about everything
still quite pathetic as we all know
still the same person with bells "ring-a-ling"

and though I can't ryhme
like Margolis (year 3!)
I had some good times
and I hope you did too...of course with me

so raise a glass to another year gone
though we're still none the wiser
sun bursts of red...like the blood of a fawn?
and of course remeber our friend Mr.Yeiser (?)

hardcore bands
pig races
uneven tans
way ugly faces

butter city USA
pinkeye and spells
you from canada eh?
hope Ernest Depp fell (off a cliff)

beaches in February
tours in May
Fucto and worm bugsy marry?
and I found my drawn grave

this year has been great
though I doubt I'll look back
if I go on at this rate
there's no fun I will lack

wow...that sucked...and I wanted to put in mittens too...but didn't. yes. wow. happy new year guys. sorry about the crappyness of my ode.

umm...okay...?

2005-01-01T20:00:15Z

well I got my computer back and now I also have the flat screen instead of my old monitor. my computer had over 300 viruses on it. OVER 300! wow. just wow. and so as an example of how a computer like that runs...watch this appropriately themed sb e-mail.

http://homestarrunner.com/sbemail118.html

and so you would think I would be all aglow with the beauty that is such great technology in my very own room. but alas...I am confused by my baby so much so that it is as if it is no longer my child. before I could save it from destruction, from pain...but now there is all this different stuff due to meddling (though good meddling) on the part of one Mario look-alike Jeff.

for example. my recycle bin is norton protected. it has like 641 things in it. none of which make any sense. and I don't know how to empty it. and I deleted an essay thingy...to see if it would go there. and it did not. so I have no idea where MY garbage goes as opposed to MY COMPUTER'S garbage.

oh well I have a computer. and room for my keyboard ^_^

as for the past couple of days...

I got a haircut. I had fun on new years eve. not NEW YEARS FUN but fun. on new years. and yes. today I have to read all of tewwg. *shudder* and then maybe something with friends tonight...just right.

SMALLVILLE KEEPS GOING BITCHES!

2004-12-30T18:55:06Z

yesterday I watched more smallville. I wouldn't even hang out with my cousin (it was his last day) cause I was so consumed. still have 5 episodes left...which means I've watched 17 <_< I did leave the house at one point though. I went to the Block with Maile and all her wonderful relatives. and ate food. and went to stores and such. it was a nice time. Maile's mom is really nice to me ^_^ and her dad is...like my dad <_< and her cousins and aunt and uncle were nice enough. I came home and watched smallville <_< my mom came in at the end of one episode and it was like midnight and she made me swear that I was going to sleep once the last five minutes of the episode were over. she made me swear on my bible <_< I was going to go to bed after that anyway cause my eyes stung really bad...but yes. I woke up at 5:30 from this weird dream or something and was like "I want juice". who wakes up and inquires after juice I would like to know. well apparently I do. though to stop you guys from having a panic attack cause I was up so early after my juice I went back to sleep. today I am going with Maile places and maybe chilling with peeps after that. not the candy...actual people. you know people - ol and switch the p = peep...s I still haven't started my homework <_<

smallville hangover

2004-12-29T18:23:29Z

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well...I have finally managed it. I have given myself a complete smallville hangover. I think I'm a smallville-holic since even though I watched 8 hours of it last night until 4 and pretty much want to die right now...I want to watch more <_<

it was just. well. I was upset even though Lone Star and bowling with Maile and the family was fun (except Eli really needs to stop tickling me). like I said earlier I have been in a funk. did not want to be in a funk. so I didn't want to sleep seeing as that is when I think the most. then I realized that I had 21 hours of smallville season 3 I had not watched.

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it was just that I watched the whole first disc. and the show is really good. and it is season 3 which means clark rips off his shirt in every episode <_<

-I mean first there was angry red-rock clark with ugly yet somehow hot scar. and that was 2 episodes.
-after that was the one with the kryptonite bullets. the killer is kinda hot.
-then one I had never seen *gasp* where Clark saves this girl who like breaks into his dream. after he goes skinny-dipping <_<
-NEXT DISC was this really good one where Clark's powers are out of wack and a drunken reporter tries to do a scoop on him
-then like one of my favorites EVER where Clark gets flashbacks from his father from 1961 when he was there and in love with Lana's great aunt or something
-then there was one where Clark was totally jealous over this guy that Lana liked cause he used his powers to make her. he was hot too.
-and last of all was the one where Lex totally went mad. I didn't really want to watch this one but it was the last one on the disc. and Lana got trampled by a horse and almost died ^_^

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so after all of that it was difficult for my very tired mind to think of anything besides smallville which was nice because it kept me from thinking about other things. except of course that all night (well the 5 hours I slept) I dreamt of smallville...and woke up and thought about smallville some more...and am still kinda...and so I want to watch more. MORE DAMNIT!!!

and yes. maybe that's what I'll do today <_< watch hours and hours of Clark ripping off his shirt while his acting improves with every wonderful episode. *sigh* well unless someone calls me and I feel like getting dressed of course.

I need some freaking tylenol my head hurts so bad.

the second day of christmas

2004-12-27T06:51:22Z

today was nice. I slept in for the first time during break. meaning the sun forgot to rise until 10:30 ^_^

I didn't get dressed until 3 ^_^

I got a phone for my room ^_^ (same number...but still)

I went shopping with Brooke ^_^

I got MARIO PARTY 6!!! ^_^ (plus some books and a memory card...though not as exciting as mario party 6)

I got to play my grandpa cribbage (our tradition) and won ^_^

I got to play mario party 6 ^_^

I got to avoid my grandma while Eli had to talk to her for 2 hours ^_^

my computer left me to get fixed ^_^

my dad got (and I quote) "spicy holiday meat rub" from a gay man from his office ^_^

today was nice. I forgot about things bothering me and just had fun by myself...and Brooke...and even Brian and Eli...and my grandpa too.

Lesley. you have to come over. you just have to. I. have. Mario. Party. 6. 6!

now I get to sleep ^_^

oh and we need to start planning that new years eve/ new years bash. yeah.