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Sunday, 5.11.03--12:22 a.m. [ listening to: goo goo dolls - acoustic #3 ] |
tis funny
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Saturday, 5.10.03--11:28 p.m. [ listening to: avril lavigne - complicated ] |
my hair smells like mango, and my hands smell like peppermint and green tea. go me!
i still can't find the pic of the bali girl that i was drawing. damn.
when you find out that a scary old eastern shore marylander who really wants to go home to eat pancakes, pork sausage and collard greens for breakfast is going to be your driving instructer... you get unnerved. very unnerved. then when he yells at you for not putting your hand behind the passenger seat when backing up out of the parking space you really decide that you don't want to be in the car with him. some people aren't tall/big enough to do that successfully in the kind of car he had me in... so sorry. do i get brownie points for looking, or is it just the hand thing that matters? however, somewhere into the 2 hours it got progressively better. he had me up to 75 mph on the bypass in pouring rain at one point... and this was only my second time ever driving. how cool ^_^
so i came home and went for an hour bike ride, which felt really good except for the part where i had to stop because the wind was knocking me off the bike. but yeah. lots of horses around here... then i came back, watched the simpsons while streching, then went running. i love the feeling you get after you've been running for awhile - like you could just keep going, and going... it's good stuff. long shower, dinner, and here i am, about to go draw this ubercool ballerina that i found in an ad for ArtNews. what is it about ballerinas? they so boootiful! mother's day tomorrow... we really need to think of something to do for mom. she needs it. will ponder.
Brain: "Yes, Pinky, that's it. We shall open a boutique and sell ladies' clothing and pollen."
cartoons are the world's chicken noodle soup.
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Friday, 5.9.03--08:30 p.m. [ listening to: rockapella - pink panther theme ] |
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
| Level | Score |
|---|---|
| Purgatory (Repenting Believers) | Low |
| Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) | High |
| Level 2 (Lustful) | High |
| Level 3 (Gluttonous) | Very Low |
| Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) | Low |
| Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) | Moderate |
| Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) | Low |
| Level 7 (Violent) | Moderate |
| Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) | High |
| Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) | Low |
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
whoa, that's like, bad...
i can't believe this is still happening here. i smell something good for dinner, mmm!
-later-ish-
it's a friday, and i'm alone, doing nothing. the blockbuster movie nights are getting really old, and no one really wants to do them anymore, but we still do because there's NOTHING ELSE TO DO! the irony is that i could be out driving, or something, and i'm not. nadia - i really really really wish i could be there for your party, but since i can't (gah!) a phone call with have to suffice.
HAPPY (early) SWEET SIXTEEN!
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Friday, 5.9.03--06:31 p.m. [ listening to: american hi-fi - art of losing ] |
"Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherised upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question...
Oh, do not ask, "What is it?"
Let us go and make our visit...
...And indeed there will be time
To wonder, "Do I dare?" and, "Do I dare?"...
...Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse...
...And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor—
And this, and so much more?—
It is impossible to say just what I mean!...
...And turning toward the window, should say:
"That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all..."
...We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown."
-The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Elliot
very good poem, go read the full version sometime. bike ride!
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Thursday, 5.8.03--07:55 p.m. [ listening to: winamp won't work dernit ] |
it would be so fantastic if the following things happened:
-mom (/dad) let me go to oregon con josé
-i actually felt like art-ing
-my long-lost six pack magically reappears
-we put win xp on this stupid computer
-if sar could come down for my bday
-if my bday were tomorrow
-mom (/dad) decide that they don't want to live here after all (i would seriously run around in circles singing)
-i could concentrate on something, anything
-i figure out the party
-pollen GOES AWAY
:) we shall see. softlips is yummy, i want the lemon kind. mmmmm....
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Thursday, 5.8.03--05:20 p.m. [ listening to: the verve - bittersweet symphony ] |
it is so nice out. i really really really want to go home.
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Wednesday, 5.7.03--09:24 p.m. [ listening to: nelly - country grammar ] |
whoooa, this song is from a long time ago.
IT'S RAINING! i love the rain! now if only this were REAL rain, and a REAL thunderstorm, then all would be well. almost done song of solomon, it's actually not so bad, just sort of weird. weird is ok.
joe: TWEE!
24 days...
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Tuesday, 5.6.03--12.05 a.m. [ listening to: goo goo dolls - black balloon ] |
HOW could i forget concerning hobbits? shiz, frodo is totally the hottest hobbit of them all. midnight premiere 2003 awaits... don't forget your black golfclub tube things! (mall cops beware - we WILL take your picture)
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Tuesday, 5.6.03--12:02 a.m. [ listening to: peter gabriel - salisbury hill ] |
just hit # 600 on my playlist, which is impressive, for me. have decided that my favorite songs are:
kiss the girl (all 6 versions that i have) - disney
acoustic #9 - goo goo dolls
salisbury hill - peter gabriel
shadow stabbing - cake
the general - dispatch
something there - disney
the best of what's around - dmb
seasons of love - rent
bittersweet symphony - the verve
all for you - sister hazel
and...
ignition (remix) - r. kelly
it is STILL STUCK in my head! sooo funny. and sooo cute. heheh :) maybe i'm the only one like this, but all those songs sorta play a movie in my head - all of them have something to do with an awesome time with friends. if i could actually paint things out of my head, my room would be full of stuff out of these songs. inspirational! how could you not dance to these?
ps. the boo boo bear doesn't help sunburn. gah.
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Sunday, 5.4.03--09:29 p.m. [ listening to: nuffin ] |
Columbia You've worn all black since you were nine and knew,
even as a nine year old living in nowheresville
that you were a New Yorker at heart. Well, you
wont make it in the big city. I'm sorry tike.
Still, have fun while it lasts, because the
rumor is, most Columbia students don't.
Which Ivy League University is right for YOU?
brought to you by Quizilla
back again... and really sleepy, really sunburned, and really bleh
relays were fun in the sense that i got to talk to becky and karin for awhile, and see a couple other people, and not-so-fun in the sense that i wasn't running, and that i got toasted while sitting on aluminum bleachers. yay! so now i kinda feel blob-like again. i really want to a) be running b) be art-ing c) be home.
the end... oh, and tayn: it's graham cracker, and THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO MUCH BETTER! "joe mame!"
my dad is moving furniture (into my room) and making funny noises.
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Tuesday, 4.29.03--11:47 p.m. [ listening to: ] |
and just for the record
sleeeeeeeep
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Tuesday, 4.29.03--11:12 p.m. [ listening to: sister hazel - all for you ] |
wouldn't it be great if no one had to take tests, ever? it would make life so much sweeter... at spes non fracta, let's start a campaign. yes.
someone find me this please: t-shirt
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Monday, 4.28.03--01:52 a.m. [ listening to: r. kelly - ignition (remix) ] |
ahhhhhhhhhhh this song's STILL stuck in my head!!! gaaaah!
so i definitely just finished my english thing. just. now. yay for AIM, keeping me amused and aiding procrastination. it's amazing, i've master the art to the point that i can procrastinate while actually doing the work. it's great, work get's done while lil doesn't think about it. kinda like having a servant. or a really smart younger sister (coughcough) or something. time for sleeeeep. oh, yeah, by the way, my computer doesn't work anymore. it's really quite messed up and very very annoying. night all.
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Sunday, 4.27.03--09:05 p.m. [ listening to: laura's guitar practicing ] |
for anyone who cares, the internet works on my computer again!
congrats to everyone involved in bye bye birdie ~ it was great :) being back in york was lots of fun, as it always is. seeing everyone at the musical was strange and cool at the same time, kinda like when you go back to school after summer and 3 months of not seeing everyone, and finding that everyone's changed, but not really... i really want to go home.
but now i have a huge amount of work to do. work that will make my head explode and shoot pieces of my brain all the way to venezuela or something. then the natives will fry it and partake of charred grey matter con queso en tortilla. ¡aye caramba! SAT crap (because i AM smart... meh), a double ch chem test, an english paper, an english lit test on japanese and chinese poetry, a couble chapters of history to read, a weeks worth of math hwk to finish, and a ch of spanish to read. all of which is supposed to be done by tomorrow. damn. wish i could take a day off... or just be DONE SCHOOL AND BACK HOME FOR SUMMER. like some people i know... :P so, off to hwk i go, probably won't get to bed until 1 or so - wish me luck? maybe i'll call people first... yeah, i think i will. bad me! and maybe i'll take a "mental health day" on thursday. suburban taught me something... :)
it's incredible how many wonderful things there are in the world. no matter what's going on, you can always look outside and let your mind wander.
everything is beatiful. the world is stories. tell a friend.
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Friday, 4.25.03--06:05 p.m. [ listening to: dispatch - the general ] |
BEWARE: THE ROADS JUST GOT MORE DANGEROUS - LINDSAY HAS HER PERMIT!
bwhahahahah! yeah baby, yeah! so, i took the written test, and got screamed at by the lady who was checking it because i was being a good little girl and crossing some of the a's and b's and whatnot off to help me figure out the answers... apparently they don't like that... at all... but anyway, after we did that we went to kmart, and now i have sunglasses! (again.. thanks a bunch joe...) :) heh. but now it's raining, so i can't wear 'em. dern it.
i'm unique... or out there....something like that.
find out what kind of drug you are @ tara's website.
so cool.
tomorrow i get to see joe! and friends! and the YS musical! and tea! and do fun stuff! la la la! and tonight it's dumplings for dinner, then a movie or two. (which should we watch first, insomnia or gosford park?) unfortunately, i have to do hwk (damnit!) tonight. more specifically, finish it. ahh, the price i pay for fun...
just heard there was a shooting at UM College Park... what's wrong with the world?
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Thursday, 4.24.03--04:46 p.m. [ listening to: the news ] |
after today's tragic events, our thoughts and prayers are with the Segros.
"Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the sea; they live in one another still." -William Tell Some Fruits of Solitude
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Wednesday, 4.23.03--07:41 p.m. [ listening to: another commercial ] |
so i can drive. without crashing.
BWHAHAHAHA!
only, the instructor liked using the extra brake pedal thingy that they have in the drivers ed cars. so annoying. and the car smelled like crap... but that's ok, because i kicked some major butt.
just for the record, i still can't talk. also, i went to school and found out that i missed 4 tests. joy! however i won't think about that now, cuz guess what? I GET TO GO BACK TO YORK ON SAT! that's when joe's officially not a
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Tuesday, 4.22.03--12:11 p.m. [ listening to: a commercial ] |
you know lil is (still) sick when:
- she sleeps for 15 hours
- she stands in front of the fridge for 10 minutes trying to decide whether she wants a bagel or an english muffin, and after coming to the conclusion that you can't put cream cheese on an english muffin, she makes herself a peanut butter and jelly sandwitch.
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Friday, 4.18.03--08:30 p.m. [ listening to: martin denny - quiet village ] |
salisbury is boring, all we have are clowns. :) for all who don't believe me, go here
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Friday, 4.18.03--04:23 p.m. [ listening to: flogging molly - drunken lullabies ] |
would someone please tell me why my room is always SO FREAKING COLD? oh, that's right, maybe it's because my sister loves turning the thermostat down to 50 FREAKING DEGREES. and mom can't figure out why i'm sick.
i have an amazon.com gift certificate to use... what should i get?
this is insane. wouldn't it be very cool if i could go there and run track? or play field hockey for that matter.
a blossom just fell off my orchid. sigh.
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Thursday, 4.17.03--09:24 p.m. [ listening to: doris day - by the light of the silvery moon ] |
it's easter, therefore, lil gets sick.
a breakdancing bear that could kick anyone's ass
(eric, that's what you should do for a living :) ) heheheh
p.s. the ending of Babbitt is awesome.
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Thursday, 4.17.03--12:10 a.m. [ listening to: simple plan - when i'm with you ] |
word of the day: dubious alibis
went running in the AM, then again after school. the flatness here really messes with your mind... it's like the monty python scene where the knights running and running and running and them WHAM! he's there. so yeah, i have no depth perception or any idea of how far i'm running. i have a feeling it's not as far as i'm hoping it is... :) my shins will burn like FIRE today, i'm sure. time to find my arch/ankle brace things too...
every day this wk has felt like a friday, and tomorrow finally thursday! when it's easter wkend, that just as good as fri, heh. not wearing uniforms this wk has cheered me up to no end... ONLY 32 MORE DAYS LEFT! sah-weeetness!
in retrospect, only 16 days until i take the SAT I. ouch. and 51 days for me to relearn a years worth of bio for the SAT II. makes me so mad how i can NEVER remember anything that i've learned in school. ever. i have to read about it on my own for it to stick. yeah, anyway. night, or rather, morning all! if it's nice out where you are, please go frolic outside.
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Wednesday, 4.16.03--06:57 a.m. [ listening to: savage garden - two beds and a coffee machine ] |
ok, so i told mom last night that i was going to go running this morning. therefore, i set my alarm clock for 6:30. it went off, i woke up, i fell back asleep. mom comes in telling me that it's 7:30 and that "i have to get up." I ACTUALLY BELIEVED HER!! ooooh my... i thought that i hadn't reset my alarm or something for daylight savings time, and that it really was 7:30. it took me and dad 20 minutes to realize that the sun was only just coming up... laura had already gotten a shower, and now i think she's back in bed - good for her :) as for me, i AM going running. yay! and then i can just wear shorts, a t shirt and a sweatshirt to school! double yay!
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Tuesday, 4.15.03--11:56 p.m. [ listening to: the wind ] |
i am tired. i want to run. with people. i want to read something besides school crap. i want school to not be crap. feeling neglected, do i have to right to feel like that?
it is so time for summer, but only if i can be home.
damn it all, my family is so annoying. especially certain people. it amazes me to realize that i'm actually here. what the heck.
and why does my mother feel the needs to
-clean my room. everyday.
-rummage through everything while cleaning. also rearranging everything.
-not take anything seriously.
-read everything i write, everywhere. i'm pretty sure this includes journals etc... except online. because she doesn't even know how to turn a computer on. i'm being serious...
-yell at me for half an hour in the morning when she knows i'm not gonna get up until i feel like it.
-never take the initiative to get something done. read: track, school, calling people back.
-never stand up for herself.
sorry for complaining. i'm really trying to be happy, but i need to get this out of my system. blah.
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Monday, 4.14.03--01:04 a.m. [ listening to: they might be giants - welcome to the jungle ] |
done with all hwk, finally.
"Morgan. How orange is orange? When does the universe end? And how do you spell narssisist? ... Morgan. Is crazy. The End. Wait, the Book Sadie, the Book! Hehe, can't wait to write that. It's gonna be really long and really fat, right? Yea, that's it... Who goes to York College when they play hookie? The people who care!"
"...Thought of a name for a new band! Chad and the Rubberbands. Then Ralph Mungus. That's Ralph + Humongous... Yep. I need to get a restraining order for Morgan. Cuz."
"I like bubble baths. Joe and Jenna are fighting over the pencil sharpener. Joe's pencil is blunt. HAHA."
"Oh my. Buckmasters outside. Yep. Ya know what's cool? Pirates and monkeys. Pirates go 'Arr matey' n monkeys go 'ook ook.' hehe. But nobody believes that pirate-y stuff though. Amy's getting mad. All hel is gonna break loose!"
"B is for Buckmaster. B is for grass. I is for illegal immigrants. K is for karyoke 'toe.' T is for toilet paper, the new headline - Toilet Paper Breakthrough. Y is for yo :) www.matt.com."
"Sean broke my bubble pen. Jerk. Who would break a bubble pen? Hehe, smelly cat... I talked to Tyler last night. And Matt n Dirk n Alex for that matter. Dane is a moron. Poor Alex."
"Hello hello hello there! ... Anywho, Chris has a kick-me sign on his back, but he 'doesn't know.'"
8S1 was SO MUCH FUN!
this amuses me
sleep is well recieved
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Sunday, 4.13.03--02:56 p.m. [ listening to: boomkat - the wreckoning ] |
granny's here. she got bored, so she called and asked if we were doing anything this afternoon. eastern shore accents fill the house, with laura's violin-ing mixing in.
stuff to do:
a. hwk
b. SAT crap
c. figure out where i'll be this summer
d. figure out where i'll work this summer
e. plan a par-tay
f. study driving shtuff
g. go bike riding (with pepper spray) h. draw something
i. read more babbitt
j. continue closet building
k. call friends
darn, i thought i could get all the way to the end of the alphabet. :)
"Babbitt was an average father. He was affectionate, bullying, opinionated, ignorant, and rather wistful. Like most parents, he enjoyed the game of waiting till the victim was clearly wrong, then virtuously pouncing."
"He saw the years, the brilliant winter days and all the long sweet afternoons which were meant for summery meadows, lost in such brittle pretentiousness. He thought of telephoning about leases, of cajoling men he hated, of making business calls and waiting in dirty anterooms - hat on knee, yawning at fly-speckled calendars, being polite to office boys. "I don't hardly want to go back to work," he prayed. "I'd like to - I don't know." But he was back next day, busy and of doubtful temper."
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Saturday, 4.12.03--10:04 p.m. [ listening to: elton john - tiny dancer ] |
so i went bike riding this afternoon/evening, and everything was great - nice weather, nothing to be rushing to - and then the guy in the red corvette shows up. i was on this road that's in the middle of nowhere and he's driving toward me. then he stops, stalls his car and waits. i had been riding toward him, but i stopped. when he saw that I wasn't coming any closer, he started his car, honked his horn, and turned around. i started biking again, only in the opposite direction- toward a busy road. then he swerved, turned around and started driving really fast towards me again. then he turned around again and came back at me, now i was biking toward him again. i kept going, hoping to get to nanticoke and just stop. he drove past me, and turned into a driveway further down the road, after honking his horn a couple times. i got to nanticoke and stopped there for awhile, but i didn't want to try to ride home that way because it's a busy road with a shoulder that people like to use as an extra lane... so i turned around and went back down the road - really quickly, on the highest gear. rode past the driveway that the guy had pulled into, and saw the car parked. it took about 10 minutes to get back to upper ferry, but about 5 minutes after i past the driveway, i heard the car (it was very loud) drive out and back towards nanticoke. i got within 10 feet of the kensington woods entrance, and he turned out onto upper ferry. i got into the development, and he drove up upper ferry and past the entrance... needless to say, i was really scared. like i-want-to-cry-please-make-him-go-away scared. ::shiver:: and this is the second time this has happened. blah.
on a happier note, i might have a closet by the end of this wkend. (yayness!)
highlights:
"let's screw this motha to the wall!" - dad
dad was also wearing a hat reading "happy" on the front
(listening to boys of summer by don henley) dad: "NOW i recognize those dispatch people you said were playing earlier!"
*crack* *pop* *grunt* "my BAAAACK" - dad again
yes. i am so mean. bwhahaha!
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Saturday, 4.12.03--12:19 a.m. [ listening to: oar - crazy game of poker ] |
just watched the ring. i won't be going to sleep for a long, long time. such a scary movie - go watch it :)
today was a long day... i'm getting very sick of certain things, both school and home related. contact induced headaches don't help in the least. going to go try to get my blood pressure down now, by reading. yay!
it's been 10 months and one day, and also 356 days. hmmm. and longer than that too. :) ambiguity is the rule <3