Friday, 3.21.03--07:37 p.m.
[ ahora, BESALA ]
my day has been made. i just found a spanish version of kiss the girl! LOL "el momento es, en esa lagoon azul, era no esperes mas... si no la besasla" so pricesless! yay for espanol! vivala!
MOM FOUND MY FH STICK! WHOOHOO!! and what do i do with a newly found fh stick? you go and play with it! for 2 hours! and you run around the neighborhood hitting a ball and rejoicing in the fact that, yes, you can still hit it so hard your hands hurt. bwhahah! but: there's mist rising from the "ponds" in the middle of our road. how... fun? it was cold...
coming home sunday! or possibly sat... cross you fingers. and toes. and... whatever else you can cross. i want to see joe!
time for sit ups + push ups (i went running today too!), a shower, more kiss the girl, dinner, then movies! road to perdition and one hour photo... eat that stupid west man people who didnt realize that i was in fact 17... :P
Thursday, 3.20.03--08:45 p.m.
[ brazil ]
i want to get back out into life. and the hum of the computer is mixing with the sounds of wind and rain on my windows... reading separate peace and remembering to watch ER. it's 9 days 'til the 29th, 15 days 'til april 4th, 37 days 'til april 26th, and 81 days 'til june 10th. hmmm.
Thursday, 3.20.03--02:24 p.m.
[ apache! jump on it! ]
lindsay wants to paint again! bwhahaha! mom *finally* got me a heavy plastic thing to stick in the corner of my room so i can be as messy as i want, and PAINT! ohiishappy. AND! it's raining outside. rain is good for running. i just might have to take advantage of that. but before i do that, it's time to consolidate. yay for not going to school :)
p.s. reggae is cool.
Wednesday, 3.19.03--11:48 p.m.
[ static revenger ]
interviewer: "and what do you think of western civilization?" mohandas k. ghandi: (thoughtfully) " I think it would be a good idea." -- thunder from the east
Wednesday, 3.19.03--07:51 p.m.
[ silence ]
and i was going to get to go to track practice on sat.. grrr. i just spent 1 and a half hours of my life watching tv. i hate it when i do that. maybe i should act smart now and read or something. maybe more flute-ing? dumb braces. blah. i miss track, have i told anyone that? ys has a southwestern scrimmage on friday, they're gonna kick some butt. or maybe not... either way, you guys are awesome :) wish i was there.
"The greatest advantage of economic development is not that people get refrigerators or cars or electricity. It is that parents never have to face those choices [of whether or not to sell their children into prostitution]."
-Thunder From the East
Wednesday, 3.19.03--04:36 p.m.
[ the shit hit the fan ]
i am bored.
Tuesday, 3.18.03--04:35 p.m.
[ it's so easy... ]
because i like monkeys...
Which monkey are you?
Another pointless diversion from Bijouriel
how amusing :) ok, show of hands, who thinks it should be summer? yeah, that's what i thought. i got my chem re take thing over with, so that's a load off. we have a romanian teacher for a sub in english all this wk, she's pretty cool, except the class got soo boring after a while. Ątiempo por comestibles! (żY voy a casa?)
Monday, 3.17.03--10:32 p.m.
[ music=shambala ]
what a beautiful night! the crikets or frogs or whatever's making lots noise outside my window, are, well, loud. went running, felt good.
WASHINGTON (CNN) -- Saying the "danger was clear" that the Iraqi regime would provide terrorists with biological, chemical or nuclear weapons, President Bush gave Iraqi President Saddam Hussein 48 hours for him and his sons to leave Iraq before military action begins "at a time of our choosing."
The 48-hour deadline would arrive at 4 a.m. Thursday in Baghdad [8 p.m. Wednesday EST].
i am so scared.
Monday, 3.17.03--04:43 p.m.
[ have you ever seen raaain ]
so i got to school at 9 this morning, only to find that there was an hour delay cuz of "fog." well that's great, but i so wish i couldve figured that out before we left the house! lol c'est la vie miguess. mom and i went to mcdonalds and she ate breakfast, and we both read for an hour. it's funny going into fast food restaurants with a uniform on, everyone stares at you.
have you ever not been able to concentrate because everything around you seems like it won't come into focus?
bush @ 8.
Sunday, 3.16.03--03:57 p.m.
[ techo: matrix style ]
so hamlet was sold out. dern it. guess it doesn't help that we were 15 min late... oh well, you ALWAYS have to be late, that's just how it is. so now i'm sitting here putting off homework, listening to techno and watching the rain outside. yes, it is raining, after the sunniness of the morning. sigh. you don't have to read the next bit.
i've been happy all wkend, but now that's starting to fade. doesn't help that whenever i talk about how we should just go back to york mom retorts with, "that's just wishful thinking." of course it's wishful thinking, but it also makes way too much sense. and it would work too, but only if she figures out that dads a moron, and that being here "with him" isn't gonna change anything. he's like a black spot on an otherwise sparkling life. ick. and if anyone else tells me that i just have to get used to it, and try to cheer up, i'll scream. we were doing just fine in york for the last 7 or so years, except for when dad came home on the wkends... then all hell could break loose, depending on everyones moods. and now he's here every day. i've said maybe 30 words to him in the last 2 weeks, and as of right now i think it's wasted breath. if he had made an attempt to make things work during the first few years after he started working down here, things would probably be different. if he had suggested that mom laura and i come down here one wkend a month, that would've been fine. i'd be willing to do that now, if we go back to york. i'd spend the whole summer down here even. but i don't want to spend 2 more years here. i don't think i can do it. don't get me wrong, there are a few cool people, but they all live at least an hour away. and school is so boring, and so... uneducational? everything is taught so that you can pass a test, be it an AP test, SAT, or just a test to pass the class. blah. i don't want to do ANOTHER controversial topic thing in eng next year. i don't want to be forced to take AP classes just because it'll look bad on transcripts if i don't, and i can "get college credit." i don't want to be stuck in a spanish class where i already know what's being taught. i want to actually learn the stuff in science classes, and not just "learn" out of the book. and i want art classes! and track! and coffeehouses! and more than 50 people in my grade! and friends that live 10 minutes away at most! gah.
i'm sorry guys, i need to stop doing this. a happy thought/poem/thing... yes :)
Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst,
Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst;
For the temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be-
By the old Moulmein Pagoda, looking lazy at the sea;
On the road to Mandalay...
Where the flyin'-fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay!
-Rudyard Kipling, "Mandalay"
now for hwk. gotta love procrastination...
Sunday, 3.16.03--01:28 p.m.
[ ahhh no ]
well, the weather isn't as nice as yesterday's was, but it's still fairly warm out, which is good. maybe i won't go running today though, after that pickup... *shiver* we all stayed up til 2 last night watching K-19, which was a pretty decent movie. it got kind of annoying after awhile, since the same bad things kept happening over and over again, but the acting was great, and it really kept you hooked. so go see it :) there are some frogs or something outside my window croaking away. it's strange. i think i like birds better. it's time to go see hamlet now, yay!
"fish oil tablets"
Saturday, 3.15.03--05:39 p.m.
[ "memorize it" ]
i HATE how parents assume that if they went through something 35 years ago, that you can get through it if it's happening NOW. and then they give you lectures on it, acting all condescending. what the hell.
later:
"if you're gonna have an attitude then we're not gonna do this now." "ok, so let's not." "FINE" "fine"
Saturday, 3.15.03--02:53 p.m.
[ still a whisper on my lips feel it at my fingertips ]
it is SO NICE OUT! this is another mood swing, expect happiness now, and depression later tonight. good weather makes me happy, being *here* does not. BUT, running is good. what would i do without the runners high? go insane, that's what. kinda like the past 3 weeks. yep, pretty much :) so, tayn, nadia and zarin (hi guys) are at an anti-war rally somewhere, probably in dc, right now. that's cool. i don't really know what my stand on the whole iraq thing is, but i'm not sure i'd go to a rally. midunno. not like i can, anyway :) so, to be done:
1. lift
2. read
3. get a closet
4. write emails/letters
5. DRAW
6. flute
7. SAT
8. call people later
9. clean room
10. lunch... mmm, food
there. 10 is a nice round number. about the whole SAT thing, it's really annoying. SAT class here is a complete joke, i don't think the teacher knows what she's talking about. also: it's good to take it this year, i guess, IF you know what you're doing. if you're just gonna screw it up, then you should just keep practicing or whatever and then take it next year. that way it's not on your record. smartness.
listening to dirty vegas. i remember when i hadn't heard of them , and then eric got me to DL ghosts and a bunch of other songs. it's good stuff. anyone else what to educate me in the ways of music? tell me some good songs :) tiempo por una ducha y almuerzo, y le digo una historia asustadiza a mi padre. Ądivertido!
Saturday, 3.15.03--12:54 a.m.
[ in the hotel ]
QUIZZES!
Red:
Aren't you the romantic? Life is poetic. If you
don't already, write poetry, you're good at it.
What color do you see the world in?
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Democrat - You believe that there should be a free
market which is reigned in by a modest state
beaurocracy. You think that capitalism has
some good things, but that those it helps
should be obliged to help out their fellow man
a little. Your historical role model is
Franklin Rosevelt.
Which political sterotype are you?
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Cocaine.
You like to talk,
you like to run,
but most of all you like to have fun.
Which drug should you be hooked on?
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Everyday
What Dave Matthews Song Are You?
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Friday, 3.14.03--08:14 p.m.
[ i heat a funny hesitation ]
HOLY MOTHER! -nostalgia strikes again- remember that song Almost Doesn't Count by Brandy? they played it at ever single middle school dance?? it's playing on the radio! WHAT A FLASHBACK. whoa. hey matt (if you ever read this), remember dancing to this? such a looong time ago! gah, i feel old now. wonder what kids 30 years from now will say if they hear a song like this. maybe they'll say, "yeah, that was so ninties..." (cue an *eye roll*) oh my, such thoughts... :)
Thursday, 3.13.03--08:12 p.m.
[ too bad it's not a friday ]
i hate being online so much! for those of you who know me well, you know that being online for more than an hour at a time used to bother me so much. and here i am... it's cuz i don't have a life, i swear. in other news: ER's on tonight, will watch. will also read, in theory. maybe talkie? that'd be great.
Wednesday, 3.12.03--12:21 a.m.
[ sing us a song you're a piano man ]
a conversation with nate that cheered me up greatly:
me: i'm so depressed right now i don't know what to call it
nate: go make some toast
nate: and consider the fact that i'm listening to disco
me: !!!!
me: dancing to disco maybe?
nate: hahah nah
me: well why not
me: that's all that stuffs good for
nate: i dunno
nate: cuz i can't dance
me: sure you can!
me: you can skate, you can dance
nate: like a decapitated goat
nate: when i grow up i want to be a principal or a caterpillar
me: explain please
nate: ralph wiggum
me: riiight
me: that's what they all say
nate: it is!
nate, you're awesome.
and that, my friends, is my night. thank you, come again.
Tuesday, 3.11.03--08:09 p.m.
[ i am still just a rat in a caaaage ]
the light the liiiiiight! save me jebus!
so now there's a heck of a lot of smoke meandering it's annoying little butt straight into my room. the joys of smoking parents... also: i don'theart school, as if that's anything new and exciting :) wonder what dad'll say, or rather "sterning yell", when i tell him not to send the money in? pondering... and where will i be this time next year?
Tuesday, 3.11.03--07:43 p.m.
[ 9 months and counting ]
pessimistic ranting of the day:
dinner at our house... mom wakes up from her daily nap, finishes heating up whatever we're supposed to eat, and calls everyone. dad's on the scene first, because he comes from "the sub." next is laura - she reluctantly gets off the couch, turns up the tv volume so will and grace is giving us all a headache, and sits down at the table. then i come down from my room maybe 5 minutes later. we all eat in silence, listening to the laugh tracks that are spewing out of the tv... laura's done first, she goes back over to the couch, and before i realize she's gone, the tv volume gets turned down. mom tries to make conversation, i attempt to join in, but that doesn't work. then dad starts talking about some bank-related mishap, and i get up and come back to my room. blah, i just feel like sleeping.
Sunday, 3.9.03--11:29 p.m.
[ what do you feel baby ]
back. tired, cranky and even more homesick. homework to be done...
